Translator: CinderTL
Inside the room, Xu Sanyan sat cross-legged, quietly recuperating from his injuries. He planned to leave once he was about seventy or eighty percent healed.
The Chang Family was truly perverse, their actions causing him physical discomfort. He never imagined Chang Fangmu, a man who seemed perfectly normal, could be capable of such depravity.
"Disgusting!" Xu Sanyan cursed under his breath.
At that moment, footsteps approached the door of the adjacent room. Xu Sanyan's brow furrowed. If the Chang Family tried any more of their repulsive tricks, he might just start killing them!
Creak—
The door swung open. Xu Sanyan peered through the dilapidated wall into the next room and saw a dignified young woman entering. Dressed in a flowing, brightly colored palace gown, every movement exuded elegance and composure.
The woman glanced at the collapsed wall before turning her gaze to Xu Sanyan. Their eyes met, and she flashed a radiant smile.
"I am Chang Yulian," she said. "Greetings, Young Master Lin."
Xu Sanyan breathed a sigh of relief. This woman was much more pleasing to the eye, and the fact that she was a young woman only added to her appeal.
"Miss Chang," he replied.
"We apologize for any offense caused earlier," she said. "We hope Young Master Lin will not hold it against us."
Xu Sanyan displayed remarkable magnanimity, waving his hand and saying, "It's nothing. Just don't let me see him again."
He genuinely feared he might lose control and kill the man.
Chang Yulian glided gracefully to the collapsed wall, her lotus-like steps barely disturbing the dust. "I'll have the wall rebuilt tomorrow," she said. "Please forgive the inconvenience for tonight, young master."
Xu Sanyan shook his head. "Miss Chang, you're too kind. I've been imposing on your esteemed estate for days. I should be the one offering thanks."
After exchanging pleasantries, Chang Yulian naturally stepped over the rubble into Xu Sanyan's room. Her gaze swept the room before settling on him.
"Young Master Lin, are you injured?"
"Indeed," Xu Sanyan replied without hesitation. "I was ambushed by enemies earlier and sustained a minor wound." He saw no need to conceal it; the injury posed no threat to his strength.
A faint smile curved Chang Yulian's lips as she lifted her long sleeve. "I happen to have some knowledge of medicine. If you wouldn't mind, young master, allow me to try my hand at treating it?"
"Oh?" Xu Sanyan's eyebrows arched slightly in surprise. His gaze swept over her figure, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. "Very well. I'll accept your offer with gratitude."
He wasn't concerned about any tricks she might attempt. Chang Yulian's cultivation level was merely at the Initial Stage of Dao Seeking—a level he could crush with a flick of his wrist.
The vast disparity in their power gave him absolute confidence.
Seeing his agreement, Chang Yulian glided gracefully to the bedside, offering Xu Sanyan a gentle smile as she sat down with effortless grace. She lifted her skirt slightly to remove her short boots, revealing delicate white silk stockings beneath.
Xu Sanyan sat cross-legged on the bed, his gaze instinctively drifting downward. Chang Yulian's feet were exquisitely small, barely the length of a palm, making him want to hold and caress them.
Her dignified bearing and composed movements stood in stark contrast to Chang Yinu's lively energy.
She slowly positioned herself behind Xu Sanyan, rolled up her sleeves to expose her slender hands, and gently pressed them against his back. Her expression suddenly froze, and she asked hesitantly, "Young master..."
"What is it?" Xu Sanyan turned to face her, their faces now less than half a foot apart. He could clearly see the wisps of hair framing her temples.
Only then did he fully realize how beautiful she was. Her eyes curved like crescent moons, her lips resembled crimson cherries, and her small face was as smooth and flawless as a peeled egg, its porcelain-like skin seeming almost translucent.
A faint, delicate fragrance emanated from her—a scent distinct from Chang Yinu's, lighter and more subtle, barely noticeable unless one leaned in close.
The hair ornaments swaying gently with her movements added a touch of ethereal grace to her presence.
She appeared casually dressed, yet every detail was meticulously planned, every gesture calculated.
Chang Yulian lowered her gaze slightly, as if embarrassed to speak. "Young Master, your clothes... might be a bit inconvenient."
After saying this, her eyes darted around, too shy to meet his gaze.
"Ah, I see."
Xu Sanyan unbuttoned his outer robe and removed it. He was only wearing this single layer, leaving him completely bare-chested.
Suddenly, a faint coolness brushed against his back. Chang Yulian's small hand pressed against his skin, her palm rotating gently as a warm current flowed into his body.
"Mmm~"
Xu Sanyan let out a soft groan, the sensation so comforting he couldn't help but make a sound.
Chang Yulian remained focused, her sole intention to heal his injuries, without the slightest hint of ulterior motives.
Xu Sanyan closed his eyes, savoring the warmth as it coursed through him. He could indeed feel his injuries healing rapidly.
Chang Yulian sat cross-legged behind him, her wide skirt completely concealing her lower body.
Suddenly, Xu Sanyan felt a light tap against his buttocks, quickly withdrawn. Chang Yulian's small foot had seemingly "accidentally" brushed against him.
After a moment of gentle massage, Chang Yulian spoke softly, "Young Master Lin, do you feel any better?"
"Much better, thank you, Miss Chang."
"You may call me Yu Lian, young master," Chang Yulian said softly.
"Very well."
Time passed slowly. After a while, Chang Yulian exhaled lightly, her breath brushing against Xu Sanyan's back, sending a ticklish sensation through him.
"Let's stop here for today. If we continue like this for three more days, your injuries should be completely healed," Chang Yulian said, withdrawing her hand.
"Thank you," Xu Sanyan murmured, silently assessing his condition. He found that his injuries had indeed improved significantly.
"You're welcome."
Chang Yulian lifted her skirt and stood up. As she rose, her foot accidentally brushed against Xu Sanyan's back, instantly flushing her cheeks crimson. She lowered her head and silently stepped off the bed to put on her shoes.
Xu Sanyan also dressed. For a moment, neither knew what to say.
"Young Master Lin..."
"Yu Lian..."
They spoke at the same time, both startled. Xu Sanyan chuckled softly. "You go first."
"Um... if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. It's late, so I'll sleep in the next room. Would you mind, young master?" Chang Yulian asked softly, her head bowed.
"Of course not."
Xu Sanyan wore a smile, but inwardly he sneered. This woman's tactics were far more sophisticated than Chang Yinu's. Her every movement seemed dignified, yet her seduction was subtle and pervasive.
"Then I shall take my leave," Chang Yulian said, lifting her skirt as she stepped over the collapsed wall into the adjacent room. She showed no hesitation, as if she had truly come only to tend to his wounds.
Xu Sanyan remained calm, listening to the rustling sounds from the next room. He knew she was undressing.
Chang Yulian lay on the bed, her breathing gradually evening out as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. But in the darkness, her eyes remained wide awake and bright.
Earlier, Chang Fangmu had relayed her father's instructions: to watch over Xu Sanyan without making any unnecessary moves. Yet she still wanted to test the waters.
Her younger sister had failed, but that didn't mean she would suffer the same fate.
As for the Soul-Summoning Incense, she had no intention of using it.
She believed a woman's body was her most potent weapon, with the incense merely an auxiliary tool.
The Chang Family seemed to have lost sight of this fundamental truth. Their overreliance on the incense had severely eroded their own skills.
Take Chang Yinu, for example, who only knew how to strip naked and seduce men, lacking even the slightest finesse.
Chang Yulian felt nothing but contempt for such crude methods.
(End of the Chapter)
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