Chapter 309: 150 Truthful game with Martial Uncle Su, Master’s Wedding Gift (4K)_1
Phoenix Caw Peak, the main hall.
Receiving no response after a long wait, Zhu Wanning grew extremely anxious. She went straight into a side hall and arrived at her Master’s private quarters.
What caught her eye was an ornate bed, intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes. Through the bed curtains, she could faintly glimpse the graceful and alluring silhouette of a woman reclining upon it.
Naturally, it was her Master, a shapely woman brimming with feminine charm.
Moreover, she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination.
A moment ago, she had faintly glimpsed another shadowy figure lifting her Master’s thigh. It quivered for an instant, then vanished.
Instantly, the face of the Head Disciple of Phoenix Caw Peak flushed crimson!
Indeed, if it were the her of the past, such a scene wouldn’t have sparked any particular thoughts.
But ever since those three months in the Secret Realm...
Although she was reluctant to admit it, under the tutelage of that husband of hers, she now understood a great deal more!
My Master has been widowed for a hundred years since her partner passed away. Could she be...
No! I must have seen wrong.
All these years, aside from me, Master has never allowed outsiders into her chambers. How could there be anyone else on this bed?
Damn it! How could I speculate about Master with such vile thoughts!
After a wave of self-reproach, Zhu Wanning said cautiously, "Disciple pays her respects... Master!"
After quite a while, the figure behind the curtain stirred slightly, and then a somewhat breathless voice emerged, "AH... AH... It’s... it’s Wanning."
"It’s me, Master."
Zhu Wanning moved closer. She felt that something was amiss with her Master’s condition, as if she had suffered severe internal injuries!
"Master, are you... alright? Do you need your disciple to attend to you?" she asked with concern.
"AH? HAHAHA... Good, good disciple. You... you come in too... AH!"
A sound that seemed to be both crying and laughing, joyful yet pained, came out again.
Zhu Wanning’s heart jolted, and she couldn’t help but become even more nervous!
Something is definitely wrong with Master today!
Earlier, I heard Steward Fang say that today on Mount Taicang, Master had a huge argument with Master Uncle Xiao to prevent Senior Brother Lin’s wedding. Could it be... she suffered internal injuries from the anger?
Sigh, she did all this for my sake...
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. If not for the decorum between master and disciple, she would have rushed in immediately to take care of her Master!
However, just then, a voice came from behind the curtain again:
"Wan-Wanning, if there’s nothing else, you can leave now."
"Master was just... HMM, I merely took a wrong turn during my cultivation practice, affecting my acupoints. But I’m fine now."
Seeing her Master’s voice return to normal, Zhu Wanning finally relaxed. After a moment’s pause, she still asked weakly, "Master... Steward Fang mentioned earlier that Senior Brother Lin... came to see you. Do you know where he is now?"
"HMM? You mean Lin Xiao?"
"Yes."
"Hmph! That brat! That heartless scoundrel! He’s marrying another woman tomorrow. You’d be better off caring about a dog than pining for him."
The voice from behind the curtain said icily.
However, as soon as those words fell, she suddenly dropped her sternness and let out a seductive laugh. Then, her figure began to writhe continuously, as if enduring some kind of impact.
Zhu Wanning’s beautiful eyes widened. At this moment, she was utterly dumbfounded by her Master’s abnormal behavior tonight!
Seeing her Master fall silent again, she took a step forward and blurted out, "Master? Are you there? Heh..."
The word was on the tip of her tongue when she suddenly remembered her husband once saying that this particular utterance shouldn’t be used casually, so she quickly stopped herself.
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. Wanning, that boy did come earlier. However, I was in a fit of anger at the time, so I sent him away. Right now..."
"That lad has most likely returned to his peak and is preparing to be the bridegroom tomorrow. Why would he remember you?"
"No, that’s not possible."
Zhu Wanning shook her head firmly, her gaze resolute. "Senior Brother Lin is not that kind of person."
"Oh? Then in your heart, what kind of person is he?" the voice from behind the curtain asked.
"He is a man of deep affection and loyalty, upright and capable," Zhu Wanning said with a serious expression.
"AH? AH... AH... HAHAHAHA."
"Perhaps you’re right. That lad is indeed capable."
The voice from behind the curtain sounded surprisingly approving.
Zhu Wanning continued, "Well, there are some things... Although my relationship with Master is like that of mother and child, there are some things I cannot tell you yet. It’s a secret agreement between Senior Brother Lin and me."
"Therefore, this disciple sincerely hopes that Master will not blame Senior Brother Lin too much. A master’s command is difficult to disobey; he had no other choice."
"Alright, alright, I understand," Su Mei said. "By the way, Wanning, he’ll be going through the wedding ceremony tomorrow. Are you going?"
"I’m not going."
"Why?"
"Because even though I know what Senior Brother Lin is thinking, I’m still afraid I won’t be able to control my emotions then," Zhu Wanning said seriously.
"TSK, TSK. You, you’re still so calm even at a time like this. Sigh."
"You may leave now, Wanning. As your Master... I want to properly... *rest* for a while," the woman behind the curtain said.
"Yes, Master. Please rest well. If there’s anything your disciple can do to take care of you, please don’t hesitate to ask!"
Zhu Wanning bowed sincerely to the graceful silhouette behind the curtain and then slowly retreated.
Just as her presence completely vanished from the main hall, behind the curtain, on the bed...
A young man, handsome as jade, with exquisitely sculpted muscles, stared blankly into the void, his eyes vacant and filled with a deep, desolate sorrow.