The witch comes into my arms

Aunt Rong closed the courtyard door, took out a bottle of elixir from her sleeve, and handed it to Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan took it and walked towards Leng Qiu.

The girl's physical strength had reached its limit, supported by her unyielding spirit. When she saw Xia Yuan approaching, she relaxed and fell towards the stone bricks.

Holding her waist, Xia Yuan's arms were wet, and the girl's purple dress was already covered with sweat.

The little queen buried her head in Xia Yuan's arms. Not only was her physical strength exhausted, but her head was also severely dizzy. Although the prototype of her true meaning only contained a hint of true meaning, that hint of true meaning was enough to drain her energy.

Her eyes were half closed, her lips were white, and her petite body was trembling.

Xia Yuan took out a pill and put it into the girl's mouth.

This is a tonic pill that can replenish physical strength and heal the body.

As for the girl's exhausted energy, she can only recover it herself.

Xia Yuan himself also had a headache. After using the Treasure Book of Time once, he was already close to the limit. However, after using Guo Jianglong's experience in the art of swordsmanship, the pain was only slightly less than that of the little queen.

If I had known earlier that I would not show my dignity in front of the fifth prince, I would have used the Crossing the River Dragon chess piece to directly summon Aunt Rong, which would have saved much trouble.

Speaking of which, there are secret techniques and treasures for cultivating the spirit in "Ascension", so I have to find a way to get some.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, Miss Leng Qiu." Aunt Rong said with a smile, "This sword has the true meaning of the rudiment, and it will not damage the foundation. It can be called Baodan's first killing move."

"What's the name of this sword?" Xia Yuan asked Leng Qiu in his arms.

When the girl used that sword, he seemed to have returned to the snow-capped mountains in Bailu Cave.

"On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, only a small amount was used." The girl raised her hand and traced half the length of her fingernail.

"It's a nice name." Xia Yuan rubbed her hair, "Remember not to use this trick easily."

"Yes." The little queen squeezed into Xia Yuan's arms.

Buyuan Dan relieved her physical fatigue. After a headache, she felt better, but she didn't want to get up.

She liked to stay in His Highness's arms. His thick chest and gentle eyes made her feel peaceful physically and mentally. She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, she also leaned in her father's arms like this.

Sister Hanyue's eyes also look like my mother's, but my mother's eyes are not as big and soft.

She raised her head halfway and looked behind Xia Yuan.

Hanyue walked over slowly and said softly: "Your Highness, the hot water is ready."

Leng Qiu was covered in sweat, and Xia Yuan was also covered in sweat. They both had to take a shower and change clothes.

Hanyue prepared two wooden barrels as tall as one person, one in the main room and one in the side room.

Xia Yuan handed Leng Qiu in his arms to Han Yue, asking Han Yue to take her to the side room to wash.

The little queen grabbed Xia Yuan's sleeve. The weaker her body becomes, the more she longs for a warm embrace, and so does she.

She looked at Xia Yuan: "Leng Qiu is with His Highness."

Xia Yuan poked her head: "Let's wait until Leng Leng is as old as sister Han Yue."

The girl turned her head and looked at the two full moons, flinching a little. Do you want one this big?

"Let the old slave wash Miss Leng Qiu. It just so happens that the old slave has a set of fingering techniques to soothe the muscles." Aunt Rong reached out and took Leng Qiu, "Miss Hanyue should still serve His Highness. I can't let the old slave bathe and change His Highness." .”

The little queen wanted to refuse, but she did not dare to resist Aunt Rong, who could stop her child from crying at night.

Xia Yuan and Han Yue entered the main room, and Aunt Rong also carried her into the side room.

The house was blocked from the sunlight. Aunt Rong waved her sleeves, and the wooden door that finally let in the light was closed, leaving the house in darkness.

Aunt Rong's wrinkled palm touched Leng Qiu's body, and her dress fell off. Then she tossed it again and the girl sank into the warm water.

Leng Qiu huddled in the corner of the barrel, not daring to move.

"You, you shouldn't say that more." Aunt Rong said.

Leng Qiu raised his head, with confusion on his expressionless face.

"Yes, that's how it feels." Aunt Rong scrubbed the girl's body, "Do you want to get closer to His Highness?"

The girl nodded.

"Then remember, don't say things like 'Leng Qiu wants to be with His Highness'. You just need to hook His Highness's sleeves with your little finger, be more pitiful and stare at His Highness."

"Your sister Hanyue's key point is to seduce. She can seduce His Highness even if she just sits still. Your key point is to be pure and pitiful..."

As a maid sent to the harem by the Chu family to assist Concubine Shu, Grandma Rong not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has a good grasp of men's psychology.

In the Prince of Chu's Mansion, she took on a beautiful female disciple, intending to use this opportunity to draw her relationship closer to His Highness. Unexpectedly, the female disciple was of no use, and His Highness naturally became close to her.

While she was happy, she was a little regretful, regretting that her abilities were of no use. Now that she saw Leng Qiu, she was happy to see Lie Xin, and she wanted to teach the girl a lesson.

She also wanted to teach Han Yue, but unfortunately Han Yue had a ban from the lady.

The young lady is also very lenient. At this age, the master has already made several maids pregnant.

Xia Yuan also felt that Concubine Shu was lenient.

After failing to invite Han Yue to take a bath together again, he hastily put on new clothes, lay on the girl's lap, and enjoyed the massage of her fingers.

"Your Highness wants Leng Qiu to attend the Wisteria Flower Banquet?" Han Yue guessed the young man's goal.

"It's a pity that my sister is older, otherwise she would be able to participate." Xia Yuan sighed.

Hanyue is already nineteen years old, and Wisteria Flower Banquet must be under eighteen years old.

Hanyue was not interested in the Wisteria Flower Banquet, and having determined His Highness's goal, she asked elsewhere.

"Your Highness, why don't you ask him for more?"

The "he" here refers to the fifth prince. As Xia Yuan's maid, although Han Yue would not directly abuse Xia Yuan's enemies like Aunt Rong, she did not have a good tone either.

"That's enough." Xia Yuan patted her palm.

"Your Highness has a kind heart."

Xia Yuan didn't know how to reply for a moment. He deceived the fifth prince into bleeding, and Han Yue actually said that he was kind-hearted?

Hanyue never lied to him. It seemed that he was really kind-hearted.

The heart that was feeling a little guilty suddenly relaxed.

I don’t know how prepared the fifth prince is and when he will deliver his things.

"Let's go back to the palace and have a look." He patted Han Yue's thigh and sat up.

……

The fifth prince was at the second prince's house, reporting on the recent actions.

"What, Nie Shan lost to that girl? She thrust out a sword that contained the rudiment of true meaning? Maybe Xia Yuan's cultivation level is higher than yours?" The second prince was stunned.

Three major events in a row shocked his heart and made him dizzy.

He held on to the handle of the seat and pondered for a while: "That girl's talent may be higher than we thought, or maybe my father secretly gave Xia Yuan something to help that girl. Humph, he has always been partial!"

"As for Xia Yuan's cultivation level, it should not be higher than yours." The second prince held up the tea, "He was able to save Nie Shan with a scabbard because he was familiar with that girl's sword."

"He tricked me! Forget about the spiritual stones and elixirs, the wine I've been hiding for two years is gone!" The fifth prince felt sad in his heart.

"It's okay." The second prince comforted him, "It's just two jars of wine. It's just something external to me."

After hearing this, the fifth prince glanced at his brother carefully and whispered: "Actually, there is one more thing."

"What else?"

"Xia Yuan asked me if I had any beauties."

"Where did you get your beauty?"

"I said Brother Huang has it."

"...Which one are you talking about?"

"That theater troupe. Brother Emperor, don't be impulsive. He's just a theater troupe. Things outside of him, things outside of him!"