Behind Du Yuemian followed a woman wearing a yellow dress. Her face was adorably blank, but her chest was exceptionally grand.
Her name was Du Xiaoqing. She had been adopted by the Du family since childhood and was responsible for Du Yuemian's daily affairs. She was also someone Du Yuemian trusted greatly.
At this moment, she was holding a long, exquisite wooden box. What it contained was unknown.
"Miss Yuemian, please!"
As they reached the entrance of the Lin family's mansion, Lin Zihong smiled and gestured, his tone respectful.
However, the respect in Lin Zihong's tone was not solely due to Du Yuemian's esteemed family background in the provincial capital. What truly commanded his reverence was Du Yuemian's own strength.
For this young woman, the same age as him, had already reached the Martial King realm.
No one could afford to underestimate such a young Martial King.
"Young Master Lin is too kind!" Du Yuemian chuckled.
Her words carried no trace of arrogance from her noble upbringing. Instead, she was amiable, making her easily likable.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they entered the Lin family mansion, with Du Xiaoqing following closely behind.
As soon as they entered, they saw Lin Cangpan and others waiting to greet them at the entrance of the main hall.
"Miss Du's visit to my humble abode truly brings honor to the Lin family!" Lin Cangpan exclaimed with a hearty laugh, clasping his hands.
Du Yuemian returned the courtesy with a smile, saying, "Elder Lin exaggerates. Yuemian arrived uninvited, and I hope you do not mind."
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Lin Cangpan's heart bloomed with joy. He quickly gestured, "How could we possibly mind! Please, come inside!"
Following that, they all entered the Lin family's main hall together.
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Ziyun Mountain Villa.
Ye Ming glanced at his watch; it was almost ten o'clock.
"Why haven't they woken up yet!" Ye Ming arranged various breakfast items, looking puzzled.
Just as Ye Ming was about to go upstairs to check, he suddenly heard the sound of scattered footsteps.
"Mmm! I slept so comfortably!"
Ye Ming looked up and saw Nangong Qianyu coming downstairs, yawning and stretching.
Because Nangong Qianyu was still wearing a revealing nightgown, her movements accentuated her perfect figure's curves.
This made Ye Ming's blood run hot.
"How do you feel after soaking in the Cleansing Marrow bath?" Ye Ming diverted his gaze and asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this question, the most beautiful flower on earth bloomed on Nangong Qianyu's face. She hurried down and, taking Ye Ming's hand, said excitedly, "It's truly magical. Look, after bathing yesterday, my skin has become so much fairer, smoother, more elastic, and softer than before."
To prove the effectiveness of the treatment, she excitedly rolled up her sleeves, displaying her fair skin to Ye Ming.
"Don't believe me? Touch it!" Nangong Qianyu extended her hand towards Ye Ming.
"This..."
Looking at Nangong Qianyu's delicate skin, Ye Ming was momentarily stunned.
She wants me to touch her!
This... doesn't this sound a little... suggestive!
"Alright! You asked for this yourself," Ye Ming secretly rejoiced.
He reached out, gently holding Nangong Qianyu's boneless, soft hand, feeling the texture of her skin.
Ye Ming was bewildered. How could anyone have such delicate skin? It was fine yet soft, soft yet smooth, smooth yet moist.
It felt as if he could squeeze out water with just a gentle pinch.
He used to hear that women were made of water, but Ye Ming never understood why. Now, he felt he understood the true meaning.
Ye Ming closed his eyes, following Nangong Qianyu's jade hand upwards, feeling the pulse of every inch of her skin. The soft touch captivated him.
Hmm?
"Something's wrong, why is it so soft!"
A few seconds later, Ye Ming suddenly felt a difference in the texture. To confirm, he tried pinching it a few times.
"Ah!"
After hearing a soft murmur of a moan, Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes.
But the scene before him froze him in place.
A captivating figure, a rosy little face, a resentful gaze, and a heart pounding wildly.
As for why he could feel her heartbeat, it was perhaps because his right hand was scaling a peak.
"You... you're still not letting go!" Nangong Qianyu gritted her teeth, speaking with difficulty.
No one knew better than she did how much the man's immersive caress had affected her emotionally, stirring a certain string of desire within her to an unbearable, itchy state.
Therefore, Nangong Qianyu's voice now carried a slight tremor.
"I... I didn't mean to." Ye Ming quickly withdrew his right hand, looking extremely embarrassed.
Alas! It was all because her skin was too smooth, causing his hand to slide to an inappropriate place.
Ye Ming began to rationalize in his mind.
"Hmph!"
Nangong Qianyu pouted charmingly, glared at Ye Ming, and turned to walk upstairs again.
However, her gait was somewhat peculiar.
Seeing this, Ye Ming dared not do anything further. Yet, the sensation from moments ago lingered in his mind.
Half an hour later.
Fang Junxue, Nangong Qianyu, and Bai Qiushui descended the stairs, chatting and laughing.
Even the usually calm Fang Junxue had an unconcealable smile on her face. Their topic of conversation was naturally:
The miraculous effects the Cleansing Marrow bath had brought to their bodies.
The three women stood together, presenting a breathtaking sight that greatly pleased Ye Ming's eyes.
Fang Junxue was as cold and pure as a snow lotus, exuding an untouchable aura.
Bai Qiushui was as serene as a lily, radiating a natural elegance.
Nangong Qianyu was as pure as a daisy, possessing a naive and lively charm.
In short, each possessed her own unique appeal.
Furthermore, after being cleansed by the Cleansing Marrow, their already captivating beauty had been elevated, bestowing upon them an aura of "immortality" and a misty, ethereal beauty.
Perhaps, the legendary "fairies" were no more than this.
"Come, come! Have breakfast! Have breakfast!"
Seeing such a beautiful scene, Ye Ming enthusiastically welcomed them.
"Hmph!" Nangong Qianyu secretly rolled her eyes at Ye Ming.
It seemed she was still holding a grudge about what had happened earlier.
"Wow! This... this is too delicious!" Bai Qiushui exclaimed after tasting a portion of the breakfast.
Although Nangong Qianyu and Fang Junxue were accustomed to Ye Ming's cooking, their chopsticks moved no slower than before.
"Junxue, what are your plans for today?" Ye Ming asked.
Fang Junxue pondered for a moment and said, "I'll finish dealing with the Qianxue Beauty issue today, and then I'll return to the Fang family tomorrow!"
When she mentioned "returning to the Fang family," Fang Junxue was resolute, without any hesitation.
It was time to resolve some matters.
She, Fang Junxue, was never a weak person.
What was rightfully hers, she would reclaim with her own hands.