22 Appreciating the Dew
Instructor Yu Xuan raised her head, her watery eyes looking at Yan Zhen.
“How does it feel, Yan Zhen?”
Yan Zhen thought for a moment and said, “It’s like soaking in ice water for a bit.”
“Hehe, that’s a very appropiate description. This is also the ideal effect of the dew.”
“Can this last for a day?”
“Half a day to a day, it varies from person to person and is also related to the environment. Like me, cultivating water mystic power, if I stay indoors, it can easily last a day. If I keep moving under the sun, it might lose its effect in half a day.”
“Then if I cultivate fire mystic power, won’t the effect be greatly reduced?”
Instructor Yu Xuan smiled with pursed lips, “Yes~ But people who cultivate fire mystic power basically don’t fear the scorching heat and rarely use the dew.”
Yan Zhen scratched his head, “That makes sense.”
As they talked, they inadvertently met each other’s gaze just as they fell silent. The originally harmonious atmosphere immediately became awkward.
At night, in the boudoir, a lone man and a lonely woman, it made people’s imaginations run wild.
Yan Zhen didn’t mind much. Although Instructor Yu Xuan was wearing thin pajamas, revealing her enchanting curves, her skin as tender and white as milk, and her overall aura exuding the intoxicating charm of a mature woman, he was clear that this was a carefree novel world without a female lead. Aside from being stunned by her beauty, he wouldn’t have any deeper thoughts.
It was Instructor Yu Xuan who seemed to have her thoughts exposed. She quickly lowered her head and looked away.
Lowering her head, she happened to see that she was still unconsciously holding Yan Zhen’s hand, looking reluctant to let go. She was so shocked that she hurriedly withdrew her hand and changed the subject at the same time, “By the way, Yan Zhen, I still have several kinds of dew here. Do you want to try them too?”
Yan Zhen blinked, thinking to himself, is this a recommendation? Although he wasn’t interested in the dew, he didn’t want to spoil Instructor Yu Xuan’s enthusiasm, so he nodded and said, “Has the instructor collected many kinds?”
“Not too many, three or four kinds. They all have different effects– Come and take a look.”
With that said, Instructor Yu Xuan pulled Yan Zhen’s arm to the dressing table, pressed his shoulders to make him sit down, then picked out a small bottle engraved with clouds from the bottles and jars on the table, and introduced it as if counting her family’s treasures, “This one is called Water Cloud Dew. Its biggest effect is moisturizing, suitable for both winter and summer.”
As she spoke, Instructor Yu Xuan opened the bottle, poured some into her palm, then put down the small bottle, grabbed Yan Zhen’s hand, and spread it on his arm.
“How does it feel?”
Yan Zhen was dumbfounded like a wooden person, being manipulated by Instructor Yu Xuan. Before his mind could process it, he said, “It feels… It feels like the instructor’s hands are soft.”
Instructor Yu Xuan’s pink cheeks heated up, revealing a healthy redness. She pouted, “What nonsense are you talking about? I’m asking you about the effect of the dew.”
“Oh oh, the dew.” Yan Zhen pondered for a moment before saying, “It feels like I just took a bath.”
“Right? In winter, it’s used to prevent the skin from drying and cracking. In summer, after applying it and then going out to feel the night breeze, it’s so comfortable~”
Yan Zhen felt it was a bit strange, “Does the instructor who cultivates water mystic power still need to use this?”
“Of course.” Instructor Yu Xuan also applied some on her own fair wrist, then put her hand in front of Yan Zhen’s nose and said, “Smell it, isn’t it very fragrant?”
Yan Zhen took a sniff and asked curiously, “Is it the fragrance of orchids?”
“Not entirely. It’s a special fragrance based on orchid, more elegant. If I have to describe it, it’s like ‘orchids by the water’. In addition to the floral fragrance, there’s also the ‘fragrance of water’.”
“The fragrance of water…”
It’s the feeling of moist water vapor entering the nose, right?
–As expected of the instructor, what she said was really poetic.
Yan Zhen gave her a thumbs up in his mind.
Seeing his pensive expression, Instructor Yu Xuan smiled slightly and picked out another bottle of dew from the table.
“This one is ‘Tranquil Dew’. You can tell from the name that it’s for nighttime use. Apply it on the face and you can have a good night’s sleep. When you wake up the next day, your skin won’t be dry and will still be tender and firm.”
But the instructor cultivates water mystic power, so there shouldn’t be any problem of dry skin, right? Yan Zhen still felt it was a bit strange.
“Is this one also very fragrant?”
“Mm, smell it and see what it smells like.”
Just like before, Instructor Yu Xuan dripped the Tranquil Dew on her hand and let Yan Zhen smell it.
Yan Zhen, who prided himself on having a nose more sensitive than a dog’s, took two sniffs and confidently said, “Like lavender.”
Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression was surprised, “Yan Zhen, you’re even so familiar with lavender? Lavender is rarely seen in the Gallo Kingdom.”
Yan Zhen made an “mm-hmm” sound and pretended to push up his glasses, “I read a lot of books.”
“I didn’t expect you to be a little bookworm.” Instructor Yu Xuan was in a great mood, her beautiful face wearing a smile of indulgence in happiness. “Tranquil Dew is made by blending lavender essential oil. Compared to ordinary essential oils, the fragrance is gentler and more suitable for aiding sleep– Come and try it.”
Instructor Yu Xuan poured out some more Tranquil Dew and smilingly applied it to Yan Zhen’s face, first the left cheek, then the right cheek, and finally lifted his bangs and applied some on his forehead.
The boneless jade-like hand rubbed the flesh on his face. Coupled with the relaxing effect of the Tranquil Dew, it made Yan Zhen feel very comfortable, like having a simple head massage.
“How is it? Comfortable?”
“Very comfortable.”
Yan Zhen nodded vigorously. Mainly because Instructor Yu Xuan’s hands were too soft and tender, and carried a faint hint of moisture, unlike his dry ones.
Instructor Yu Xuan rubbed for a good while before reluctantly letting go of Yan Zhen’s cheeks.
“If the pressure of cultivation is so great that you can’t sleep, you can come to me and I’ll apply some Tranquil Dew for you.”
“Thank you, Instructor~”
“Let me try the next one for you.”
With that said, Instructor Yu Xuan hummed a little tune and continued to pick from the bottles and jars on the dressing table.
Yan Zhen noticed a very eye-catching ruby red small bottle among the dense bottles and jars. There was a heart-shaped relief on the bottle, very girlish. So he asked curiously, “What’s that?”
Instructor Yu Xuan looked in the direction Yan Zhen pointed, and her cheeks instantly turned red. She stammered, “That, that’s… just ordinary perfume, nothing special.”
As she spoke, she wanted to put that thing away, but Yan Zhen reached out with one hand and took the ruby red heart-shaped small bottle. He read the small words on the bottle, “Morning Dream Dew?”
It sounded a bit familiar.
Right, this thing appeared in the script. It was a bathing product specially designed for women, with a slight aphrodisiac effect, which helped enhance the experience of the soft art.
That Xiao Shi from the Xiao family who had a duel with him earlier concentrated this Morning Dream Dew into a secret spring medicine, preparing to do something bad. He even used Xiao Xinyan as an experiment, secretly pouring the dew into her bath water and hiding outside the room to listen to the sound and see the effect.
As a result, after hearing her getting aroused, Xiao Shi couldn’t hold back and wanted to perform incest. Unfortunately, before he could succeed, he was caught by Yan Zhen.
Because Xiao Shi, Xiao Xinyan, and a few other members of the Xiao family lived behind the mansion opposite, and Yan Zhen happened to have cultivated divine soul power, he discovered Xiao Shi’s evil deed with a scan, so he took care of him casually.
After that, that bad woman Xiao Xinyan never bothered Yan Zhen again.
Ahem, Instructor Yu Xuan also used this kind of thing. As expected of a mature woman!
Yan Zhen’s expression suddenly became meaningful, but considering a young lady’s reputation, he still pretended to be innocent and asked, “What type of dew is this?”
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