126 Beautiful Master’s Hangover Cure
Q: What’s it like to wake up and find your mother-in-law and great-aunt discussing your “manhood”?
A: Whimper, whimper, whimper
“…”
Yan Zhen had a headache, in more ways than one.
He should have slept soundly through the night after drinking so much, but with three Extreme Flames in his body, the Emperor Flame Technique automatically circulated, neutralizing most of the alcohol within half an hour. Coupled with the Clan Head Mother-in-law and Grand Elder Great Aunt’s… examination of his dragon mark, he woke up—
He probably shouldn’t have.
What were they doing anyway? Inspecting his “equipment”? There was no need to be so hands-on, geez.
Yan Zhen sighed, lay still for a while, then sat up abruptly, got out of bed, and drank the sobering-up soup on the table.
The soup cleared his head and quenched his thirst.
“Phew.”
He stretched, then activated the Star Shifting Fire Seal and entered the Fire Refining Starry Sky to continue forging his sword with Beautiful Master.
That was his original intention, but seeing Beautiful Master, he just wanted to cuddle in her embrace.
Beautiful Master, seemingly having anticipated her precious disciple’s thoughts, beckoned him over. Yan Zhen lay down, resting his head on her smooth, jade-like legs.
“Zhen’er, didn’t you say you were going to the Yu family residence today? Why are you here visiting Master?”
She gently stroked his hair, her gaze filled with affection.
Yan Zhen took Beautiful Master’s hand, rubbed his face against it, and said affectionately, “I woke up in the middle of the night and missed Master.”
Chen Xi’s heart warmed, her eyes softening.
“Shouldn’t you spend more time with Instructor Yu Xuan? You won’t see each other for a while after you return.”
Yan Zhen, his eyes half-closed, said, “Instructor is in her room. It’s not appropriate for me to go over there now.”
“What’s inappropriate about it? It would be a nice surprise.”
“Doesn’t Master want to spend time with me?”
Yan Zhen’s feigned grievance made Chen Xi chuckle. “Master just wants you to understand, Zhen’er, that you should cherish everyone who loves you.”
“Master is the one who loves me most, and I love Master most too.”
Yan Zhen released Beautiful Master’s hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his face in her soft abdomen, and inhaled her delicate fragrance, a mix of her natural scent and the faint aroma of medicinal herbs, calming his mind and body.
“Master smells so good~”
Her precious disciple’s affection filled Chen Xi with a deep sense of maternal satisfaction. Her eyes softened with love, her hand gently caressing his face, a tingling sensation in her breasts.
She felt a strange fullness, even without any stimulation, which embarrassed her, a faint blush coloring her beautiful face.
Trying to hide her nervousness, she asked tentatively, “Zhen’er, are you hungry?”
Yan Zhen shook his head, rubbing his face against her abdomen. “Not hungry. I had dinner before coming here.”
“Then… are you thirsty?”
“Not thirsty either. I drank the sobering-up soup before coming in. My mouth feels refreshed.”
Chen Xi was at a loss. She couldn’t exactly say, “Master wants to feed you.” How embarrassing would that be?
But as the fullness in her chest intensified, she felt an overwhelming urge to nurture, especially with Yan Zhen nestled against her, acting spoiled and cute. It was too much for her to resist.
—Usually so mischievous and clever, yet he doesn’t understand my feelings at a time like this. Such a silly disciple… Wait, sobering-up soup?
Chen Xi bit her lip and asked softly, “Zhen’er, were you drunk?”
Yan Zhen mumbled, “Mm-hmm, I kept toasting the Yu family elders at the banquet, so I got drunk… My head still feels a bit fuzzy. Could you rub it for me, Master?”
“The Yu family uses high-quality spirit wine to entertain guests. Even a Mystic King would get drunk, let alone you, Zhen’er. Just rubbing your head won’t help with alcohol poisoning.”
“Then what should I do?”
“…”
Silence fell. After a while, not hearing a response, Yan Zhen opened his eyes curiously and saw, to his surprise, that Beautiful Master had opened her robe to her elbows, gazing at him with such affection that his own heart began to race.
Snow-white skin, cherry-blossom pink nipples, shimmering like jewels… Such breathtaking beauty.
“Master,” Yan Zhen blinked, his pupils reflecting her rosy hue. “What are you…?”
Chen Xi smiled faintly, lifted his head, and placed it on her arm, then leaned down, offering her breast.
“Open your mouth, Zhen’er.”
Yan Zhen understood and obediently accepted Beautiful Master’s “hangover cure.”
After drinking the “hangover cure,” Yan Zhen enjoyed a moment of intimacy with Beautiful Master, then, under her supervision, he got up and resumed forging his sword.
When he emerged from the Fire Refining Starry Sky, it was already dawn. Yan Zhen stretched, then went to the bathroom to wash up.
Just as he finished, a knock came at the door. He opened it and saw Instructor Yu Xuan standing there.
Behind her were two maids, including the enthusiastic Hong Xing.
“I figured you’d be awake early,” Instructor Yu Xuan said, smiling gently. “I made breakfast. Come eat at my place.”
“Okay.”
He followed her to her room, dismissed the maids, and they had breakfast together.
Steaming hot mutton soup and baked flatbreads, she must have started preparing them before dawn.
Instructor was the perfect example of a virtuous wife and good mother, completely fulfilling Yan Zhen’s fantasy of an ideal partner: capable, domestic, and passionate in bed, yet not overly wanton…
In short, perfect!
“Why are you staring at me? Eat,” she said.
“Because Instructor is beautiful. Even more beautiful up close.”
“Flatterer. After breakfast, we’ll go pay our respects to Mother, then I’ll show you around the island.”
“As you wish, Instructor.”
After breakfast, Yan Zhen followed Instructor Yu Xuan to Clan Head Mother-in-law’s courtyard and found not only the Clan Head but also Great Aunt Elder, Younger Aunt Dean, and Aunt Head Instructor.
The four beautiful elders were having breakfast, a table full of delicate dishes, both sweet and savory, like a small gathering among sisters.
Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan greeted them respectfully.
Clan Head Mother-in-law nodded in response, Grand Elder Great Aunt smiled, while Younger Aunt Dean and Aunt Head Instructor looked nervous, taking a moment to respond with a curt “mm-hmm.”
Clan Head Mother-in-law, her expression as impassive as ever, asked, “Have you eaten? If not, sit down and join us.”
Instructor Yu Xuan replied, “We’ve eaten. I’d like to take Yan Zhen for a walk around the island, Mother. May we have your permission?”
Yan Zhen noticed that in private, Instructor Yu Xuan addressed the Clan Head as “Mother,” but in more formal settings, or when speaking to others about her, she used the more formal “Mother.” Quite particular.
Clan Head Mother-in-law nodded. “Go ahead. Be back before nightfall. And don’t go anywhere dangerous, or where the Supreme Elder is in seclusion.”
“I understand, Mother. Then we’ll take our leave—let’s go, Yan Zhen.”
“Excuse us.”
Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan left the courtyard.
Watching them leave, Dean Yu Qing frowned slightly, then put down her chopsticks, claiming she was full.
“I’m going back to my room, Elder Sister, Second Sister.”
She quickly left.
Shui Bailan, seeing this, also stopped eating and followed.
Clan Head Yu Lu sighed softly, feeling a headache coming on.
Grand Elder Yu Yan smiled and placed a pastry on her younger sister’s plate.
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