Chapter 66 She was soaking wet
On their wedding night, it is common practice to light incense to add to the festivities.
Sheng Zhiyi turned her head and saw a wisp of white smoke rising from the Boshan incense burner, drifting in the wind, carrying a slightly sweet scent.
"Don't panic, Madam." A gentle voice rang in her ears.
Sheng Zhiyi lifted her eyelids, looked directly at Ji Fuguang, raised an eyebrow, and asked with her eyes, "Do you perhaps have some plans?"
Ji Fuguang's hand was still covering Sheng Zhiyi's lips as he slowly said, "If one is too anxious and one's blood and qi circulate too quickly, I'm afraid the aphrodisiac will take effect immediately."
Sheng Zhiyi nodded knowingly.
I could tell; this guy was completely out of options right now.
She reached out and pushed Ji Fuguang away, then sat up in bed.
Ji Fuguang remained lying on the bed, propping his forehead with one hand, watching with interest as he prepared to see how she would respond.
Sheng Zhiyi sat cross-legged on the wedding bed, her fingers forming hand seals as she began to practice her internal energy.
The technique contains a part that can force out poison from the body, and the acacia fragrance is not much different from poison... right?
The spiritual energy flowed rapidly through the meridians.
However, after going around once, she couldn't find any impurities in the meridians. Instead, Sheng Zhiyi began to feel that something was wrong.
She suddenly opened her eyes and covered her cheeks with her hands.
My heart was pounding like a drum, and my cheeks were burning hot; they were undoubtedly flushed.
A low sneer came from behind.
Ji Fuguang sat up and looked at her leisurely, even taking out "Zhaoyexue" and shaking it twice.
"Didn't I just say that rash actions would only cause the Acacia Incense to circulate faster? Could it be...?"
His voice sounded as if he had just realized something, "Madam did this on purpose, just to covet my chastity?"
Sheng Zhiyi, already extremely irritated from her clumsy attempt, glared at him fiercely upon hearing his behavior.
This one glance was enough; after she caught a glimpse of Ji Fuguang's face, her heart started beating even faster, a heat spread from her cheeks to her whole body, and she felt restless and uneasy.
She lifted her skirt, got out of bed, and walked straight out.
This place is dangerous to stay in!
She hadn't walked more than a few steps when her arm was grabbed from behind, and a force pulled her into Ji Fuguang's arms.
Ji Fuguang lowered his voice and said seriously, "There are still people outside, don't cause a disturbance."
He wrapped one arm around Sheng Zhiyi's waist, pulling her close to his chest, and held her wrist with the other hand.
The sensation between their skin was exceptionally clear at that moment. Sheng Zhiyi felt his fingers gripping her wrist, and beneath her smooth skin were his strong and powerful finger bones, firmly imprisoning her.
After a brief period of coolness, a raging fire, like wildfire, burned away her reason from the inside out.
Sheng Zhiyi felt her mouth was dry, and she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips.
Then I bit my tongue hard to stay sensible.
Ji Fuguang's gaze deepened for a moment, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Sheng Zhiyi's fingers, leaving a red mark on her wrist.
"That's enough, that's enough, I've calmed down now."
Sheng Zhiyi glanced at his fingers and asked in a low voice:
"What exactly is your plan? Now that Chen Jihui is gone, why should we continue to stay in the Chen family?"
"Oh?" Ji Fuguang was somewhat surprised, then laughed, "I didn't tell you that earlier. How did Madam know that I got rid of him?"
Is it hard to guess? Along the way, you haven't left a single demon alive.
Sheng Zhiyi retorted, "Then where did you get your information from? Did you drink and socialize with them, calling them brothers, and get them to tell you their little secrets?"
Ji Fuguang agreed quite seriously: "Madam is right. I really dislike fighting and killing. I always get the information from other people."
Sheng Zhiyi smiled: "After telling the little secret, Chen Jihui even volunteered to die?"
Ji Fuguang nodded with a smile, "That's right. He suddenly realized his mistake, regretted it deeply, and then killed himself by crashing into a wall."
...
Sheng Zhiyi stretched out her other hand and clapped with difficulty: "Husband, you are suited to be a teacher. You have subtly influenced a demon. This story is so touching."
Ji Fuguang's Adam's apple bobbed as he let out a low laugh: "Has my wife finally acknowledged me as her husband?"
Sheng Zhiyi reached out and covered his mouth, "Enough nonsense, what exactly are you planning to do?"
Ji Fuguang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sheng Zhiyi's hand.
Sheng Zhiyi understood what he meant, angrily pulled her hand back, cursing herself for being so impetuous. If she covered his mouth, what could Ji Fuguang say?
"Speak!"
She had a bad feeling about her; the movement of raising her arm just now had made her feel weak and powerless.
Ji Fuguang's eyes darkened for a moment, and he slowly said, "Although Chen Jihui has been eliminated and the Chen family is temporarily safe, he will have to report to his master about the current situation tomorrow."
Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Zhiyi eagerly interjected, "Shall we still use Chen Jihui and Lin Wanshuang's identities to pay our respects to his master tomorrow?"
"What," Ji Fuguang's Adam's apple, where he had just been stabbed, had already scabbed over and resembled a small red mole, sliding up and down as he spoke, his words tinged with a hint of mockery, "Is Madam perhaps, like an ugly daughter-in-law, afraid to meet her in-laws?"
Sheng Zhiyi's face was flushed and her limbs were weak. She had no desire to argue with him anymore, and she grabbed Ji Fuguang's arm impatiently.
"But...but what about tonight?"
They can't give themselves away tonight, and they can't let the people outside the door overhear anything. But... the effects of the acacia incense seem to be getting stronger and stronger. Do they really have to tough it out?
Ji Fuguang glanced down, his slender fingers clutching the wedding dress on his body, the red and white fabric creating deep creases in the satin.
I imagine the maid who cleans the room tomorrow will realize just how much effort she put in.
Sheng Zhiyi bit her lip again. She felt even hotter all over, and her breath, even when she exhaled silently, was hot.
Her heavy sleeves were suddenly pulled down, and her wrists were grabbed and extended.
Ji Fuguang placed two fingers on it, probing the passion within her body.
As soon as he reached out his hand, Sheng Zhiyi instinctively grabbed his hand and pressed it against her cheek.
The icy touch made her sigh, but she quickly regained her senses, let go, and staggered back several steps.
"Be careful!" Ji Fuguang whispered.
Sheng Zhiyi was not fully conscious and bumped into the screen, knocking it over with a loud crash.
Ji Fuguang quickly grabbed her arm to stop her from falling.
"Young Master, Madam?"
The strange noise reached outside the door, and the maid asked softly.
"It's alright! You all stay away!"
Ji Fuguang gave the order in a low voice.
He frowned, looked at Sheng Zhiyi in his arms, and reached out to take off her wedding dress.
Sheng Zhiyi snapped out of her daze and quickly grabbed her clothes, "What are you doing!"
"Madam has quite the refined taste, enjoying jumping into the bathtub while wearing such thick clothes?" Ji Fuguang said with a smile.
Sheng Zhiyi turned her head and discovered that behind the screen was a huge bathtub, which was already filled with water. The ice talisman that Ji Fuguang had thrown in earlier was still floating on the surface of the water.
It seems that using ice water to forcefully cool down the body is the only way.
Sheng Zhiyi gritted her teeth, decisively took off her outer robe, removed the elaborate beaded veil from her head, and caught a glimpse of Ji Fuguang out of the corner of her eye. She quickly said, "What are you doing? Turn around!" Her voice was a little hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Ji Fuguang turned his back.
Sheng Zhiyi seemed to hear a low laugh, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it. Her body was filled with intense passion, and she tore off several layers of her dress and jumped into the bathtub with a "plop".
The icy touch instantly pierced through from all directions, making my jaw chatter.
Sheng Zhiyi hugged her arms tightly, wishing she could put the clothes she had just taken off back on.
But not long after, she sensed something was wrong.
The flame in my lower abdomen didn't seem to go out; instead, it seemed to be igniting again as it faced the icy water.
The heat returned, previously suppressed, now sweeping back with overwhelming force, a truly terrifying prospect.
Even though she was soaking in cold water, Sheng Zhiyi felt as if her whole body was being roasted by fire. This coolness was wrong; the coolness she felt just now was right...
It was Ji Fuguang's hand, the feeling of his hand stroking my cheek...
Sheng Zhiyi couldn't hold back any longer and spoke, her voice hoarse, "Ji Fuguang..."
The person who had their back turned heard the sound, turned their face slightly, and seemed to hesitate.
"Senior brother!" Sheng Zhiyi's voice was trembling with sobs.
She knew that this was the only antidote that could help her.
Ji Fuguang finally turned around. His face was expressionless as he scrutinized Sheng Zhiyi inch by inch.
She was soaking wet, with a few strands of wet hair clinging to her cheeks. She looked like a water sprite who had transformed into human form, enticing passersby with her eager gaze.
Sheng Zhiyi was already weak from wave after wave of passion. Originally, the aphrodisiac was just meant to enhance the pleasure, but when she circulated her spiritual power, it caused the medicinal effect to reach her dantian, increasing its efficacy a hundredfold.
Her head was spinning, and she began to sob in pain. This unfamiliar pain left her completely helpless, unsure of how to get rid of it. She instinctively knew that the person in front of her could save her, but the person just wouldn't move.
"Help……"
Ji Fuguang stared at Sheng Zhiyi with his phoenix eyes, watching her ears turn red, her body rising and falling in the water, struggling in the increasingly intense pain, his eyes growing even darker.
Sheng Zhiyi was so distressed by her unfulfilled desire that she lowered her head and bit her fingertip hard, causing blood to flow out instantly.
Ji Fuguang finally moved.
Perhaps due to her physical condition, Sheng Zhiyi's current situation is far beyond his expectations.
He raised his arm, took off his outer garment, removed his hair ornament, and slowly stepped into the bathtub.
As soon as she entered, Sheng Zhiyi clung to him. Unable to lift her arms, she could only wrap her arms around his waist, burying her face in his neck and rubbing against him, murmuring repeatedly:
"Senior brother... Senior brother..."
Her movements were completely erratic; she looked like a soaking wet puppy, rubbing against herself while sniffling uncomfortably.
Ji Fuguang pursed his lips, about to speak, when something soft seemed to brush against the bright red wound next to his Adam's apple.
He grabbed Sheng Zhiyi's shoulders and pushed her away forcefully.
The sudden action brought Sheng Zhiyi back to her senses. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the urge to pounce.
Their undergarments were soaked with cold water, clinging to their skin in patches of dark and light.
Ji Fuguang closed his eyelids slightly, grabbed Sheng Zhiyi's arm, and turned her around so that her back was to him.
"Don't move, I'll channel my spiritual energy into you."
"but……"
Sheng Zhiyi was somewhat puzzled. Wasn't circulating spiritual energy supposed to make the Acacia Fragrance more effective? She had just suffered from that.
"shut up!"
Ji Fuguang said in a low voice.
Sheng Zhiyi felt dizzy and confused. She knew Ji Fuguang was beside her, but she couldn't reach him, which made her feel even worse.
She couldn't help but lean back slightly and rest her head on Ji Fuguang's shoulder.
Ji Fuguang tapped her shoulder with his finger, sending demonic energy into Sheng Zhiyi's body.
The demonic energy, capable of annihilating everything, easily swept away all the acacia fragrance in the meridians, leaving only a small amount on the surface, which would likely dissipate soon.
Just as Ji Fuguang was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly thought of something.
He reached out from behind and covered Sheng Zhiyi's eyes, withdrawing his demonic energy and sending his spiritual power into her body.
Sheng Zhiyi felt the heat subside a bit. Just as she was about to speak, a wave of drowsiness washed over her. Her whole body relaxed, and she leaned back against something soft, falling into a deep sleep.
Ji Fuguang reached down her arm and grabbed her finger. The fingertip had been bitten by her and hadn't scabbed over yet.
He reached out and touched the scar on his neck where the jade hairpin had pierced him.
She lowered her head and bit Sheng Zhiyi's fingertip.
"It's even."
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