Chapter 141: Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water

Chapter 141: Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water

Huang Ling submerged her entire body beneath the water, hoping to cool her racing heart and feverish skin. As a master of the Houtian Great Perfection realm, she could usually hold her breath for days on end without the slightest discomfort, let alone a few moments underwater.

Yet, things were different now. Her blood felt like it was boiling, circulating at more than double its usual speed. Unable to bear it, she surged out of the water with a splash.

The moment she broke the surface, she saw Wu Hong’s unbelievable sight: he had stripped naked, his body completely bare, and was just about to step into the wooden tub.

"Ah!" Huang Ling let out a piercing shriek, so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire Huang estate. In the dead of night, the scream jolted countless masters within the residence awake.

Huang Hu, who had just been drifting off to sleep, rose suddenly and reached Huang Ling’s door in a few leaps. "Sister, what is wrong?"

He shouted, preparing to barge into her room.

Old Man Guxing arrived at the door shortly after. While the servants were closer, their cultivation levels were significantly lower, making them much slower than Huang Hu and the old man.

Startled, Huang Ling quickly called out, "Brother, Grandfather, I am fine! I just thought of something. Please, go back!"

As she spoke, her snow-white skin flushed a deep pink. With a flick of her hand, she cast a barrier of true energy over the door, instantly cutting off all sound from within the room.

"Hu'er, could something be wrong?" Old Man Guxing asked with concern.

Huang Hu seemed to contemplate something, then smiled faintly. "There shouldn't be any problem. Let’s go back. Perhaps Wu Hong said something that took Sister Huang Ling by surprise."

With an enigmatic smile, Huang Hu dismissed the gathered servants, ordered that no one be disturbed for the rest of the night, and returned to his quarters in high spirits.

Inside, Huang Ling felt her blood surging even faster than before. Her face and her entire body were now a deep, scarlet red, clearly overwhelmed by intense stimulation.

Wu Hong stood fully exposed, his manhood standing firm and trembling in the air, gleaming and massive. It left Huang Ling breathless and utterly flustered.

"Sister, why are you having a nosebleed again?" Wu Hong asked, puzzled. He could not understand why this kind woman before him was so prone to nosebleeds. Though he was experiencing normal physiological reactions, he lacked any real concept of romance or modesty. He was completely unaware of the implications, and Huang Ling’s reaction baffled him.

He reached out to wipe the blood from her nose. Huang Ling struggled internally, screaming at herself to look away, to hide, to not let him see her like this. She regretted deeply having agreed to bathe together.

But it was too late. She found herself unable to control her gaze, her eyes darting over Wu Hong’s body with a hunger that rivaled any lecherous man staring at a nude woman.

With a loud splash, Wu Hong jumped into the tub without warning, sending water flying. The steam rose from Huang Ling’s skin, which had been dried by the heat of her own surging energy.

"Wow, this feels great!" Wu Hong sighed, closing his eyes in bliss. He leaned back against the rim of the tub, completely unbothered by the beauty before him.

Huang Ling stood frozen. The tub was large enough for one, but cramped for two. Now, they were face-to-face in the nude, with Huang Ling staring wide-eyed while Wu Hong relaxed with his eyes shut. She didn't dare move, her body trembling.

Finding the space too narrow, Wu Hong opened his eyes. "Sister, what’s wrong? Why aren't you washing? This is so comfortable!"

He splashed the water, accidentally brushing his hand against her full, reddened breast. A jolt like lightning struck Huang Ling. Her body went limp, and she lost all self-control, falling into his embrace. The intimate friction between them drove her to madness.

Wu Hong, however, simply followed her lead, completely oblivious to what was truly happening. The rhythmic sounds of their splashing grew louder, creating a steady, repetitive cadence: "Pa, pa, pa..."

Unbeknownst to Huang Ling, the barrier she had placed on the door had failed long ago due to the chaotic surge of her true energy. Throughout the night, countless people in the Huang estate heard the soul-stirring sounds, driving those who were lonely to the brink of madness.

The night passed in silence. At dawn, rays of sunlight like scattered gold spilled into Huang Ling’s boudoir.

The two had not slept all night. From initial ignorance, Wu Hong had progressed to instinctive mastery. They had ascended to heaven dozens of times, tasting the most exquisite pleasures of the human world. They now lay in a warm embrace, neither willing to break the tranquil atmosphere.

"You scoundrel, it’s time to get up," Huang Ling said, her usually cold, frost-like face melting into absolute tenderness.

"What does 'scoundrel' mean?" Wu Hong asked, scratching his head.

"You..." Huang Ling felt a surge of shame and indignation, but she couldn't continue. Having regained her usual conservative nature, she found she could not utter such scandalous words.

Wu Hong held her tight, unwilling to let go of the warmth. "Sister, the movements you taught me last night felt so good! Every one felt different. It was absolutely wonderful!"

Huang Ling blushed deeply, but since these were private matters between them, she didn't find his words insulting. After all, she had given her most precious possession to this man; what else was there to hide?

Just as they were about to rekindle their passion, an unwelcome sound came from outside the door.

"Ahem... Sister, I hope I’m not interrupting? Being so tired all night is very taxing on a man's body..."

Huang Hu’s voice reached their ears. Huang Ling went completely blank. She distinctly remembered setting up multiple sound-sealing barriers the night before, but...

"Sister Ling, what’s wrong? What does Brother mean?" Wu Hong asked, shaking her shoulders.

"Ah! Get out! Get out, all of you!" Huang Ling suddenly erupted in a frenzy, kicking Wu Hong out of the tub and nearly breaking the door in the process.

"Ah! Sister Ling, what is the matter?" Wu Hong cried out in alarm.

Huang Ling’s face shifted between green and red. The damage was done; perhaps the entire estate already knew. As a conservative woman, she struggled to accept the reality, but she began frantically casting dozens of sound-sealing barriers.

Outside, Huang Hu shook his head helplessly. *My sister was so uninhibited and wild last night; why is she acting like this now?* Unable to fathom the reason, he dismissed the bewildered servants and walked away.

After half an hour, Huang Ling finally accepted the situation.

"You wretch, you are truly my bane," she sighed, looking at the still-bewildered Wu Hong.

"Sister Ling, don't be sad. I must have done something wrong yesterday that made you uncomfortable. No wonder you were calling out like that... it’s all my fault," Wu Hong said shamelessly. Huang Ling felt another urge to fly into a rage and beat him.

But his next words filled her with absolute joy. "But don't worry, Sister Ling! I will work harder to make you feel even better in the future! As long as you don't ignore me. I like you, Sister Ling, more intensely than anyone! I only like you. Even if you asked me to die, I would do it willingly."

Huang Ling’s gaze softened. "Brother Hong, are you telling the truth?"

Seeing her expression shift from anger to tenderness, Wu Hong raised his hand. "Of course I am. I, Wu Hong, swear! If I cannot fulfill what I just said, may I fall into the eternal cycle of—"

Before he could finish, Huang Ling covered his mouth with her hand, preventing him from completing the oath.

"Oh, my man! As the saying goes, 'follow the chicken, follow the dog.' So be it! Let me dress you," she said, her face glowing with happiness.

Since they belonged to each other in their hearts, why should they care what others thought? The lingering gloom, shame, and annoyance at the entire estate knowing their business vanished in an instant.