blenderwars Chapter 176
Chapter 176
The small courtyard Ning Qingying lived in was quiet and elegant. The inside and outside of the courtyard were shrouded in all kinds of rare plants. The house was even more unique. It was completely made of a whole vine and had a rather dreamy feeling.
The moonlight shone through the window and scattered on the floor woven with wooden vines. The bulging vines formed a table and chairs with a few very exquisite looking dishes on it.
"Dragon tendons, phoenix wings, Xuan fruit … these food are not cheap," Zhao Mu said with a little surprise.
Ning Qingying changed into a light purple dress. It was a style similar to a formal dress. It revealed her white arms and a large area of snow-white skin. Under the moonlight, her charm was fully revealed.
She smiled and said, "When my parents left, they left me a lot of wealth. Let's put it this way. Even if I squander freely, I would have to live for at least five thousand years before I can use up all this money."
"So you're a little rich woman," Zhao Mu said with a smile.
"Benefactor, if you lack money or resources, you can tell me at any time. Whether it's spirit stones, magic treasures, or any rare and precious natural treasures, I will do my best to get them for you."
Zhao Mu was just about to refuse, but on second thought, since she was already here, why should she be reserved?
"I don't lack money, but recently I've been wanting a fire element cultivation method for reference. If you have the means, you can help me collect some."
Ning Qingying agreed angrily. "I'll remember. I'll send the cultivation method to you in two days."
Then it was time to eat and drink.
Needless to say, the wine Ning Qingying took out was indeed not ordinary. Zhao Mu was not an avid drinker, but after tasting it, she felt refreshed and a sense of comfort emanating from the depths of her soul.
This wine was definitely not ordinary, but considering Ning Qingying's identity as a little rich woman, Zhao Mu was too lazy to ask more.
During the banquet, Zhao Mu asked about why they were teleported to the Ten Thousand Demons Forest.
After a moment of silence, Ning Qingying said, "Since benefactor mentioned this, I have nothing to hide. It was not an accident that we fell into the Demon Forest that day. It was a long-planned murder."
"Hmm?
Tell me about it. "
Zhao Mu was quite curious.
"It's nothing more than someone coveting my wealth. I'm just a weak girl with a low cultivation. Although I have some status, I've lost the protection of my parents. No one will really care about my life or death …"
Ning Qingying's expression was rather calm when she spoke, as if this was not the first time she had encountered such an encounter and had long been accustomed to it.
"Has Benefactor heard of Treasure Hall?" Ning Qingying suddenly asked.
Zhao Mu shook his head.
He didn't know much about the cultivation world.
Ning Qingying explained, "Precious Treasure Pavilion is the property my parents left me. It's one of the three major auction houses of the human race. When it was at its peak, it had dealings with the five sacred lands of the human race. Even though it's declined a lot now, it can still bring me a steady stream of income."
So that was the case.
Zhao Mu roughly understood the girl's situation.
It was normal for a Nascent Soul cultivator to be targeted by others for possessing wealth that did not match his strength.
"It's not easy for you either."
As the strong wine entered her throat, Ning Qingying's chatterbox seemed to be opened, and she began to talk to Zhao Mu about the bitterness in her heart.
She was not a money-grubber. If Treasure Hall was not the only inheritance left to her by her parents, she would not care at all if it was taken away by others.
However, her parents' life and death were unknown. The only way she could commemorate her parents was to protect Treasure Hall from being taken away by outsiders.
For this reason, she had experienced too many life and death situations. If it wasn't for her good luck that allowed her to turn danger into fortune every time she encountered danger, she would have been a skeleton by now.
Usually, in front of outsiders, she had to keep a low profile and hide. There were some things she did not even dare to say.
Only in front of outsiders like Zhao Mu, who had nothing to do with her, would she have the opportunity to speak freely and express the pent-up frustrations in her heart.
It was rare that Xu Mu didn't talk like this. Ning Qingying drank a lot and finished more than half of the pot of wine.
It didn't take long for Ning Qingying to succumb to the alcohol. Her entire body became dizzy, and her small face flushed red.
She was quite cute.
"Benefactor, I'm so weak. I've poured a large amount of cultivation resources into myself, but I'm still only at the Nascent Soul stage. If only I were a powerful cultivator, then I would be able to live as I please. I wouldn't have to care about the outside world, and I would be able to do whatever I want. That's the kind of life I yearn for. Although the Treasure Hall has brought me unimaginable wealth, it's also like a shackle that firmly locks me in. In the dead of the night, I often find it hard to breathe. Even in my dreams, there are all sorts of nightmares that want to kill me. It's been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep …"
As Ning Qingying spoke, her body swayed and she sat on Zhao Mu's lap.
Her eyes were blurred. She stretched her arms and hugged Zhao Mu's neck. She stared at Zhao Mu and said, "Benefactor, do you think I'm very pretentious? I'm sitting on an endless family fortune, but I'm still not satisfied?"
Zhao Mu smiled bitterly. "You drank too much."
"I know, but I've suppressed it for too long. There are some things that I only dare to do when I'm drunk."
"Let's not talk about it anymore. Drink with me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Qingying gulped down a big mouthful of wine and pounced on Zhao Mu, wanting to feed him personally.
Zhao Mu's eyes widened.
Imported wine, right!
Was this girl drunk or not? Why did it feel like she was doing it on purpose?
Zhao Mu subconsciously glanced at Ning Qingying's favorability rating.
85. That was quite high.
It shouldn't be a trap.
Only then did Zhao Mu let go and enjoy Ning Qingying's imported wine.
Four hours later.
The drunkenness dissipated, and he gradually sobered up.
Ning Qingying lay on Zhao Mu's firm chest. Her hair was messy, and her skin was fresh red. She was panting heavily.
This woman was quite crazy. It was clearly her first time, but Zhao Mu took a full four hours to subdue her. To her, this was a proud achievement.
The Tempest
After resting for a while, Ning Qingying regained some strength.
She giggled. "I should be able to sleep well tonight."
These words made Zhao Mu's heart ache. He patted Ning Qingying's back and hugged her tighter. "Sleep well. With me here, no one can hurt you."
"Hmm …"
As soon as she responded, Ning Qingying fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning.
When Zhao Mu woke up, Ning Qingying had already prepared breakfast.
Her complexion looked very good. After being nourished by the pure Yang energy, her entire aura seemed to have become brighter and more radiant.
Zhao Mu couldn't hold back and hugged Ning Qingying from behind, giving her a passionate morning greeting.
Zhao Mu only left Ning Qingying's house when it was close to noon.
When he returned to his residence, Zhao Mu suddenly had a headache.
How was he going to explain to Empress Qing Yun why he didn't return home at night?