Función clerical

Capítulo 64

Shen Zhili: "..."

...Dieyi, why are you standing in there too! Aren't you embarrassed enough already?!

"brush!"

Shen Zhili abruptly pulled down the curtain and said curtly, "Let's go!"

In front of the pavilion outside the city gate, Shen Zhili put the wine on the ground, his veins throbbing involuntarily: "When are you going to stop following me?"

Su Chenche peeked out from behind a pavilion pillar, his amber eyes wide: "Zhi Li, the Gu poison in your body hasn't been cured, I'm worried..."

...Gu poison.

Shen Zhili's face flushed slightly. She simply stopped paying attention to Su Chenche, filled her glass with wine, and drank it down one cup after another.

Slightly tipsy, Shen Zhili leaned against a pillar in the pavilion and whispered, "Old man, he's back, but he still hates you. If I brought him here now, he'd definitely dig up your grave... hiccup. Or maybe next year... never mind, who knows what next year will bring... I've almost done what I promised you, you can rest in peace now, hiccup..."

Just as Shen Zhili was about to drink the wine in her cup, it was snatched away and drunk in one gulp.

She wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "You stole my wine, you bastard!"

Su Chenche poured himself another glass and drank it from Shen Zhili's glass.

Shen Zhili reached out to snatch it: "Damn it... this wine is expensive, go buy it yourself if you want to drink it, hiccup..."

As darkness fell, Su Chenche's eyes shone like stars: "Zhi Li, are you drunk?"

Shen Zhili: "Drunk my foot! I'm perfectly sober! Give it back to me!"

Su Chenche slung the wine jug behind his back, and Shen Zhili stepped forward to snatch it, her hands constantly groping Su Chenche's body. Su Chenche seemed troubled: "Zhili... if I take advantage of someone in this vulnerable state, will I be disliked..."

Shen Zhili narrowed her eyes and slapped Su Chenche across the face: "Take advantage of me, my foot! Give it to me now..."

Su Chenche pressed his nose and handed over the wine jar with a hint of helplessness.

Shen Zhili smiled contentedly, hugged the wine jar and gulped down two mouthfuls. Then, she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and patted Su Chenche's head, saying, "Good boy, I'll protect you when you come back."

He seems really drunk... I can't say he can handle that much alcohol.

I've taken advantage of others in their time of need before, but...

Su Chenche glanced at the ground silently. Making a move against his precious disciple in front of someone else's master made him feel like he was being spied on by an elder.

And Dieyi seems to be nearby... otherwise, why not just kidnap Shen Zhili?

To be a gentleman or a villain...

Su Chenche fell into deep thought.

Shen Zhili shook his head, then pounded his head hard, and stood up unsteadily, gradually regaining his balance.

"Phew..." She let out a long sigh, as if she had suddenly become much more awake. "Old man, I'm going back."

Holding onto the pillars, Shen Zhili slowly walked away into the distance.

After a fierce internal struggle, Su Chenche was amazed for the first time that he still had any integrity.

He put his arm around Shen Zhili's shoulder and said gently, "Zhili, I'll take you home."

Shen Zhili squinted at him, and suddenly flicked her wrist, stabbing a silver needle into Su Chenche.

Su Chenche pushed aside, took Shen Zhili's arm, chuckled softly, and said in a low voice to the ground, "Master above, I'll take Zhili in for now, and I'll take care of her for you from now on..."

Shen Zhili struggled: "Hey, who asked you to take care of them? Who are you to tell me what you're doing..."

Su Chenche stared at her intently, his gentle smile unchanged: "I am Su Chenche."

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhili struggled even more fiercely: "Su Chenche... I hate Su Chenche the most!"

Su Chenche paused, feeling stung: "Why do you hate Su Chenche?"

Shen Zhili hiccuped again, the strong smell of alcohol hitting me: "Not a single word he said was believable. He was always taking advantage of me... hiccup. Why would he pretend to have amnesia and provoke me when he clearly has a much prettier, no, prettier female friend? He even said he took the wrong medicine, I don't believe it... hiccup. He clearly liked Ye Qianqian so much before, everyone in the martial arts world knows that. Who would believe he doesn't like her anymore... I hate him so much... hiccup. Most importantly, he actually tried to drag me to bed without showering. Who wants to sleep with him? He's so dirty, I hate him..."

Su Chenche: "..."

It felt like being struck by lightning...

Suddenly, my mood became very heavy.

Shen Zhili continued her incessant nagging.

...That's fine, it's a way of venting.

Su Chenche thought silently.

He held Shen Zhili's chin and kissed her unusually red and rosy lips, which were still flushed with the smell of alcohol, before releasing those lips that he was reluctant to part with, which were both hot and fragrant.

After gently stroking Shen Zhili's rosy cheeks, Su Chenche scooped her up in his arms.

Shen Zhili initially tugged at his clothes and struggled a couple of times, but soon stopped moving.

Looking down again, Shen Zhili was already fast asleep in his arms, her disheveled head buried in Su Chenche's chest, her eyes slightly closed, her expression serene and peaceful.

...They really have no sense of vigilance whatsoever.

...Or rather, it was because of him that Shen Zhili was so unguarded.

This thought made Su Chenche's lips curl up involuntarily. He kissed Shen Zhili's cheek again before walking towards Dieyi.

Sleep well, my Zhili.

Chapter 52

Shen Zhili turned over again, rubbed her eyes, and looked out the window at the faint light of dawn.

Dusk and dawn.

A layer of pale gold light outlined a beautiful curve on the man's cheek. His eyes were slightly closed, and his long, curled eyelashes covered his smooth skin, trembling slightly.

The handsome Su Chenche... was lying next to her at this moment.

To be precise.

In a bed.

Shen Zhili pressed her forehead in pain, silently recalling the events.

last night……

A soft hum, barely audible, escaped her lips. The man shifted his position, his long arm naturally encircling her waist. He mumbled something, then his hands tightened around her, the movements flowing smoothly like a gentle breeze.

Shen Zhili: "..."

How come he's so skilled?

No, that's not the point!

Shen Zhili struggled to break free from Su Chenche's embrace, but Su Chenche held on tightly.

Unable to struggle, Shen Zhili grabbed a pillow next to her and started beating Su Chenche mercilessly.

finally……

With his messy, battered black hair, Su Chenche rubbed his eyes and groggily sat up, blinking innocently into his hazy amber eyes: "Zhi Li, good morning..."

The red brocade quilt slipped off Su Chenche's bare shoulders, revealing her alluring collarbone and fair skin, which looked exceptionally enchanting against the brightly colored bedding.

Shen Zhili swallowed hard.

While Shen Zhili was still in a daze, Su Chenche leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips, then licked the corner of her lips again, seemingly unsatisfied, before collapsing onto her without a second thought...

Shen Zhili: "..."

Get up, you bastard! Who gave you permission to kiss me?!

Su Chenche, who was lying down happily, rubbed his head against her shoulder. A strand of hair stuck up behind Su Chenche's head, making him look very cute.

Shen Zhili took a deep breath and silently clenched her fist.

outside the house.

Hearing the crackling sounds from the room, Dieyi wanted to push the door open and go in, but Qingxing stopped her.

Qingxing weighed the judge's pen in her hand, her face grave: "Never mind them, let them be..."

Dieyi said nervously, "How can this be? Last night you only said that your young master would escort Miss back to her room, but now... ah, what if Miss suffers some harm..." As she spoke, she tried to rush back into the room.

Grabbing Dieyi's arm, Qingxing sighed, "Even if you go in, you won't solve anything."

Dieyi wrung out her handkerchief, looking worriedly into the noisy room: "Master Qing, does your young master truly love my young lady?"

Qingxing was taken aback: "You don't believe me either?" Seemingly realizing that she had asked the wrong question, Qingxing changed her words, "Why don't you believe me?"

Dieyi held her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Every time I see your young master smile, I always feel like I'm going to be sold out by him and still help him count the money... um, especially when compared to Young Master Hua..." Dieyi lowered her head shyly at the last sentence.

"Clang."

The door was pushed open, and Shen Zhili, dressed neatly, came out and said to Dieyi, "Dieyi, hot water, I want to wash up."

Upon hearing this, Dieyi hurriedly ran off to get to work.

Qingxing looked past Shen Zhili into the room and saw his wise, powerful, treacherous and cunning master lying sprawled on a pile of clothes and blankets, with a dark circle on each eye and his upper body naked, looking like he had been brutally violated.

Although I feel a little bad for my lord, there's something strangely... satisfying about it...

Alas, I must have been corrupted by my lord.

After washing up, Shen Zhili was about to go back to the mansion to see the children when she suddenly saw a man in black rushing over and handing Qingxing a letter.

Qingxing's expression, which had been relaxed, suddenly turned serious.

Shen Zhili couldn't help but ask, "Master Qing, what happened?"

Qingxing sighed: "The Jincheng Sect was wiped out by the Demonic Sect, and the Huashan Elder and his disciples suffered heavy casualties when they were ambushed by the Demonic Sect on their way to Hengshan for a birthday banquet. These two incidents are the biggest. There are countless smaller conflicts besides these. The righteous martial arts world is now in a difficult position. They say they want to hold a siege conference... I'm afraid they are going to declare war on the Demonic Sect."

Shen Zhili paused: "So Su Chenche is going too?"

Qingxing: "In the past, it was a must to go... Not to mention the status of Young Master Twelve Nights in the martial arts world, he would not let the Demonic Sect go even if it were just a personal grudge."

After saying that, Qingxing went into the house and handed the letter to Su Chenche.

Su Chenche, wearing a disheveled outer robe, took the letter. After reading it, he pursed his thin lips, and his amber eyes darkened, revealing no emotion.

Although there was still a faint smile on his lips, Su Chenche was surprisingly composed for a moment.

Shen Zhili's mood suddenly turned very bad.

News also came from Dieyi's side, saying that Huashan had brought a large group of people to seek medical treatment. Shen Zhili nodded to indicate that she knew, and without the mood to go to the mansion to see the children, she hurriedly returned to Huichun Valley.