Chapter 300: Pretend it never happened!
Actually, Xu Ming felt that his willpower was pretty decent.
Even though Xu Ming was influenced by the strand of aphrodisiac incense and the pill, which stirred up his most primal desires, making him want to do things animals often do in spring…
After experiencing that Thunder Tribulation, his willpower had improved somewhat, allowing him to resist.
But it was different for Wu Yanhan.
Wu Yanhan’s eyes were already hazy, almost completely losing her senses.
Xu Ming was tightly kissed by Wu Yanhan, her soft lips covering his mouth.
That tender sweetness momentarily dazed Xu Ming.
Xu Ming tried to push Wu Yanhan away, but she was too strong, holding him very tightly.
Xu Ming’s large hand rested on Wu Yanhan’s slender waist.
Wu Yanhan’s delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was even more lost.
Xu Ming’s consciousness was originally quite clear, but gradually, it wasn’t just the aphrodisiac smoke or the Emperor of Wu’s drugs; it was also Wu Yanhan’s direct advances.
Most importantly…
It was different from Mo Zhu’er.
Back when they were in the Mandarin Duck Cauldron, Xu Ming actually disliked Mo Zhu’er, so his resistance was stronger then, even though he eventually succumbed too. But now, facing Wu Yanhan, Xu Ming actually liked her.
Could Xu Ming really not like Wu Yanhan at all? That’s definitely impossible.
It’s just that Xu Ming has feelings for someone else — Qin Qingwan. Although this world allows polygamy, due to his past life’s monogamous mindset, Xu Ming’s views haven’t changed that easily.
So sometimes, when Xu Ming faces Qin Qingwan or Wu Yanhan, he feels a bit guilty.
Clearly, he could marry both of them, but Xu Ming is worried about being found out.
Of course, saying that he can marry both, the question remains: would Yanhan and Qingwan agree? That’s hard to say.
In the cultivation world, many Dao侣 remain one-to-one partners for life.
Didn’t Zhou Wanfeng’s Dao侣 cheat on her and get cut down by her? Xu Ming naturally worries about such occurrences.
Now, Xu Ming’s affection for Wu Yanhan has become an accomplice to the aphrodisiac smoke and pills.
Xu Ming’s consciousness began to fade…
“Maybe… let it be.”
Just as Xu Ming had a fleeting thought of giving up, in just an instant, he was completely submerged in his own desires.
Clothes fell piece by piece onto the ground. Wu Yanhan leaned against the wall with her back to Xu Ming, her long neck arched upward. Since both are Martial Artists, their vigor was extraordinary.
An entire hour passed before the intense battle in the mountain cave gradually subsided.
Both Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan regained their senses, but some things cannot be undone.
“Turn around, I need to dress.” Wu Yanhan said shyly with a red face.
Wu Yanhan knew it wasn’t Xu Ming’s fault, but thinking about what had happened between them… Her heart became incredibly complex.
Especially remembering how during their earlier interactions, she impulsively took the initiative… The more she thought about it, the less she felt she could face Xu Ming.
Of course, Wu Yanhan also knew none of this was Xu Ming’s fault. He didn’t do anything wrong, and it was her who initiated everything.
If anyone should be blamed, it should be her father.
As Wu Yanhan dressed herself while turned away from Xu Ming, Xu Ming noticed her skin was as white as snow, smooth and flawless, without any roughness typical of Martial Artists.
Recalling what had happened earlier, the girl’s body was not only soft but also full of strength.
Compared to Mo Zhu’er, the most obvious difference was that Mo Zhu’er was like a pile of soft cotton, whereas Wu Yanhan was like scorching magma.
One was a lamb, the other a wild horse.
When Wu Yanhan fastened her belt, Xu Ming finally snapped out of it and put his clothes on.
At that moment, the no-fly magic array inside the cave suddenly disappeared.
“The no-fly array is gone. Let me take you out,” Xu Ming said to Wu Yanhan.
“Hmm,” Wu Yanhan nodded lightly.
Xu Ming directly carried Wu Yanhan horizontally and flew toward the cave entrance.
This intimate posture made Wu Yanhan want to resist at first, but since they had already done everything together, she decided there was no point in worrying about this small detail anymore.
After flying out of the cave, Xu Ming quickly headed toward the exit of the hunting forest.
By now, neither Xu Ming nor Wu Yanhan had any mood left for hunting.
“How’s your hunting going? Where are your horses?”
Not long after, Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan encountered the Emperor of Wu.
Looking at the Emperor with his “I know nothing” expression, Xu Ming felt quite complicated.
Did he do anything wrong to you?
Not really.
Although he tricked you, he did it using his own daughter.
You didn’t have to do anything, yet you ended up taking advantage of his daughter, who isn’t bad-looking either. In fact, she ranks in the top ten on the Red Beauty List.
Countless men in the world would die to win her favor but don’t even get the chance.
“Just chasing prey, the horses weren’t suited to the terrain, so we dismounted to chase. Later, we realized the horses were gone,” Xu Ming casually made up an excuse.
“No problem, we’ll send someone to retrieve them later,” the Emperor smiled, “Let’s go count the game and see who won.”
“Yes.”
Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan responded.
Naturally, the Emperor of Wu won the hunt. After all, Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan stopped hunting halfway through and spent their time deeply ‘bonding.’
The Emperor of Wu was very pleased with his victory, not only ordering them to bring back the game they hunted but also rewarding them with what he himself had hunted.
After leaving the Imperial Palace, Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan returned to the Princess’s residence together.
Sitting in the carriage, both remained silent.
An awkward atmosphere filled the air.
“About what happened today…” Xu Ming hesitated, deciding he still needed to ask.
“About what happened today, let’s pretend it never happened!” Wu Yanhan said with a slightly red face.
Looking at Wu Yanhan’s side profile, Xu Ming nodded, “Alright.”
Though they said that, both knew such a thing couldn’t truly be forgotten.