Chapter 6: Yuxian’s Blushing Shame

Di'an City

As the imperial capital of the Great Yan Dynasty, it was naturally bustling beyond measure.

A simple beast carriage slowly rolled out from the side gate of the Duke of Zhen'guo's manor and made its way west along the old market avenue.

The carriage itself looked extremely plain, so much so that even the beast pulling it was only one animal. Seated at the front, holding the reins, was a delicate-featured man in black robes, eyes half-closed as if on the verge of sleep. He drove the carriage with one foot casually hooked over the shaft, letting it sway there loosely, looking every bit the idle driver and no different from any ordinary coachman.

Yet the inside of the carriage was luxuriously furnished, and seemed to have been expanded from within, something that could not be seen at all from the outside. In the three-foot-long by two-zhang-wide interior, soft white beast pelts covered the floor, and the pale yellow carriage walls, made from faintly fragrant wood, were lined with brocade embroidered with cloud patterns. Above, the roof was stitched with gold thread into a "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" scene, each bird's eyes inlaid with clear, top-grade black stones.

The underside of the carriage was engraved with a great many formations for cushioning, concealing breath, soundproofing, gathering spiritual energy, and more. Even when it hit rough patches in the road, the occupants could barely feel a bump, and the spiritual energy inside was abundant enough to cultivate the moment one sat down.

Four cushions surrounded a jade tea table in the center, its surface carved with intricate ornamentation. A row of tea utensils sat atop it, the teapot still steaming, and in the corner stood a red pot of black orchid, sending out an intoxicating fragrance.

"Ping'er, try some."

Liu Yuxian sat properly on a cushion, her brows and eyes curved with a smile as she held out a freshly brewed medicinal tea with both delicate hands. It was still piping hot.

"It’s good for your injuries."

Xu Pingan was, after all, still a mortal. He only dared to lightly lift the covered bowl a few times before taking a small sip. The rich medicinal aroma dissolved across his tongue, and a cool, sweet clarity seemed to flow through every limb and vessel, making every pore in his body feel wonderfully soothed.

"It’s good," he said.

As he spoke, he could not help but gulp down another big mouthful, only to get burned so badly he kept sticking out his tongue.

"Slow down."

Liu Yuxian shot him a reproachful look and gently wiped away the tea he had spat from the corner of his mouth, but Xu Pingan only grinned foolishly.

"Sister's tea-brewing skills are truly first-rate."

Sitting across from them, Yin Mei took a small sip. Her seven-foot frame made the carriage feel a little cramped. Folded up by the tea table, a silver-ring hair ornament gathered her black hair into a bold, sharp high bun. At this moment her cool and strikingly handsome face was relaxed with her eyes half-lidded, and her towering, magnificent breasts were pressed against the tea table. The firm flesh of them spread slightly to either side, the heavy pressure pulling open the white chest-wrap so that her plump, milky breast flesh was laid bare without the slightest restraint.

"Not just that..."

Xu Pingan had just recovered a little when he pointed at the mother beside him, a little delighted mischief on his face. "In my opinion, there’s another thing that’s first-rate too."

He did not rush to say it. Instead, he first glanced over his mother’s blank, somewhat dazed and adorably foolish expression, then, under his second mother's probing gaze, leaned sideways toward Liu Yuxian's face and silently mouthed the words without making a sound.

Liu Yuxian was not stupid. After only a moment of dazed confusion, a flush of red quickly spread across her snow-white pretty face, even the tips of her crystal-clear ears turning scarlet, because she clearly saw that the lip movement was: cute.

"You little brat, you even dare tease your own mother!"

She let out a sharp cry and raised a pink fist, thumping his chest a few times. The force was so light it was almost playful.

Yin Mei had not seen it and had not used her divine sense to check. Seeing her reaction, her curiosity only deepened. "Sister, what's wrong?"

Liu Yuxian had never expected this brat to be so bold in front of Yin Mei. She was already mortified, and now that Yin Mei had asked, her face instantly turned red as a cherry and she stammered without being able to get a word out.

Xu Pingan laughed even harder on the side, making Liu Yuxian want nothing more than to find a crack in the floor and crawl into it. Embarrassed and annoyed, she shot him a glare. Xu Pingan tactfully reined in his laughter little by little, coughed twice, and said in a serious tone, "Nothing. I just praised Mother a little, but she doesn't seem very good at taking compliments... hiss!"

Before he could finish, Xu Pingan suddenly felt a sharp pain at his waist. Looking down, he saw a jade hand reaching from under the table, pinching hard into the soft flesh at his side, her shame even more pronounced as she stared fiercely at him.

"All right, all right."

Xu Pingan hurriedly stood, wrapped her from behind, and rested his chin on her soft fragrant shoulder. In a low voice, he coaxed, "Good mother, I was wrong, all right?"

The woman's alluring fragrance kissed Xu Pingan's senses until his heart and mind swayed, and a few loose strands of hair tickled the tip of his nose. Her full breasts, unable to be contained by the qipao, pressed against the arm wrapped around her waist, and Xu Pingan suddenly felt a heat rising through him. Without a word, he tightened his arm a little more.

Liu Yuxian clearly did not notice his odd reaction and was still huffing and snuffling, unwilling to let him off.

Xu Pingan looked awkwardly out the window, trying hard to suppress the strange heat building in him.

Unlike the flat 2D map of his previous life, peddlers and hawkers, all kinds of cultivators, moved through the streets and high towers. The layered buildings stood in orderly ranks, extending all the way to the edge of sight, and the huge cluster of structures tightly encircled the forbidden imperial city at the center.

Of course, aside from the forbidden city, there was another place surrounded on all sides by a vacuum-like buffer zone that separated it from the bustling streets. Xu Pingan turned back to look in the direction they had come from...

His expression grew even more complicated, and only then did he truly begin to understand the status of the Duke of Zhen'guo's manor throughout all of Great Yan.

"Sister, look, Pingan didn't mean it..."

Yin Mei's gentle attempt to mediate pulled Xu Pingan's thoughts back.

He immediately reacted as well, climbing into her good graces by hugging her and rocking her up and down. Those proud peaks, tightly bound by the qipao, bounced up and down with the motion, the huge sway looking as though it might tear the dress open. The warm, soft, wonderfully yielding feel of the mature beauty's body also made his heart flutter uncontrollably.

Then his gaze was drawn at once to that soft pair of big breasts, and following his line of sight downward, through the slightly open collar he could clearly see the snow-white, tender breast flesh and the deep, bottomless cleavage squeezed between them, even the faintly pink, alluring areolas peeking out from the bandeau entering his view.

Liu Yuxian, who had only been pretending at first, let out a soft hum at that and glanced back at the brat behind her, saying in mock anger, "If you do this again in the future, then I will..."

Xu Pingan had already been made dry-mouthed and restless by her deadly figure, and was not listening to a word she said. In fact, he blurted out, "Then what?"

The moment he said it, he regretted it. Sure enough, the faintly proud little blush on his mother's pretty face had not yet faded, and now it was red as an apple.

Xu Pingan knew this was bad and quickly thought of a way to fix it. His eyes happened to fall on her slender waist beneath the fleshy swell of her breasts, and a thought struck him. His hands became nimble as they scratched at the tender flesh around her waist.

"Don't..."

Liu Yuxian let out a soft cry at once. The shame she had just barely gathered instantly spilled away by more than half, and the ticklish sensation spread rapidly along her waist, like ants crawling over her skin and teasing her nerves.

"Hahaha... stop... stop... hahaha... Ping'er..."

She trembled as she begged for mercy, leaning forward and collapsing onto the tea table, shaking like a sieve. Her two plump, soft breasts hung down under their own weight like a pair of giant water balloons suspended in front of her chest, swaying back and forth without pause.

Xu Pingan seemed to have found her weakness and pressed the advantage, refusing to let up as he sped up his hands.

"No... I was wrong... Mother was wrong... hahaha... stop... stop messing around... hahaha."

Liu Yuxian was tormented until tears came from all her laughing. Xu Pingan behind her asked with a wicked grin, "Wrong? What exactly was wrong?"

But Liu Yuxian was laughing so hard she could not speak. Her lush, lovely body shook as she tried to throw off the hands causing trouble at her waist.

The more Xu Pingan saw her like this, the more excited he became. His hands did not stop, but his gaze slid down along her supple waistline as he shamelessly admired her mesmerizing figure.

The soft white qipao clung tightly to her voluptuous body. Beneath that full, narrow waist, her round, abundant hips and the two full curves of her buttocks bulged the dress out until it looked ready to burst. The resilient fabric was tightly caught by the pelvic curve of that fertile, maternal ass, making her look like a pair of perfectly rounded, ripe peaches trembling in place, packed with the ultimate fleshiness and visual impact.

And because she was kneeling, her two jade-like feet were pressed beneath her plump hips. Blood rushed to them, tinting the snow-white skin with patches of charming flushed red, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

All ten slender, delicate toes curled together and wriggled uneasily, the graceful arch of her foot lifting slightly, the curve of the edge of her foot winding softly like two new crescents, utterly seductive.

Xu Pingan swallowed unconsciously, his gaze seeming glued in place. A wave of heat rose slowly from his lower abdomen, and even the movement of his hands slowed.

Liu Yuxian was finally granted a brief respite. She lay across the table panting, beads of fragrant sweat streaming from her brow, a flushed dampness staining her snow-white neck, her temples slightly disheveled, making her look especially soft, tender, and lovely.