Chapter 66 - I Probably Have Two... Two Hundred Wives

“That’s how it is.”

“I don’t think you want to hear about our past. Anyway, it’s almost the same as what you think. She fell in love with me, and for many reasons, I also developed feelings for her. It’s not as serious as imprisoning me. We can be considered to be in love with each other, but she’s really possessive. So many things happened between us… I moved to Chiyu Villa, and only then did we reunite.”

Liu Yuan spewed a load of nonsense, and then he felt a lot more at ease.

He was on the bed in Ning Xiangrong’s room, facing her. He was meditating with his upper body bare. Don’t misunderstand. It was not because of anything strange. It was just that his clothes had been torn by Ning Xiangrong and needed to be changed.

Zhiying mimicked him and sat cross-legged next to him. The gold and silver sword was placed on her knees, but her expression was still calm.

At first, she only mimicked his clumsy cross-legged posture, which was cute and funny. When Liu Yuan asked, she said that she had never meditated before.

“Aren’t you going to meditate?” Liu Yuan asked.

Zhiying shook her head.

“Then how are you going to cultivate?” Liu Yuan was dumbfounded.

Zhiying looked at him with a strange expression, and then calmly said, “I was born with it.”

Liu Yuan cursed out loud.

That was why it could be said that if it was not a mortal body, then it would have great benefits, and even its cultivation base would come with it. No wonder this little fellow had a Soul Formation stage cultivation base at such a young age.

Liu Yuan felt that if she was really a human, she would be considered a monster.

Sigh, it’s so frustrating to compare people. Sometimes, the difference between people is even greater than the difference between a man and a pig.

Liu Yuan looked around. The feeling of the three people sitting around a table and playing fight the landlord was quite subtle.

It was a subtle stimulation.

Ning Xiangrong half-sat on the bed, leaning on him and touching his shoulder. The teeth marks on it had disappeared and healed, but when she took off his clothes, he was covered in blood, which really made her heart ache and tear up.

She blew on him and kissed him. She did not allow him to move or do anything. She treated Liu Yuan like a helpless three-year-old child.

‘That’s why I say women are weird.’ Liu Yuan complained in his heart. “Didn’t you bite me? But now, it’s like I’ve been torn off by some terrifying beast.”

Ning Xiangrong poked his shoulder and said angrily, “I really want to give you a stamp so that you won’t go out and cause trouble.”

Liu Yuan felt wronged. “How did I become the one who caused trouble? a few days ago, she came looking for me and I almost died. Aww… No, no, I didn’t say anything just now.”

He laughed awkwardly and saw Ning Xiangrong glare at him. She opened her mouth and pretended to bite him. He subconsciously closed his eyes and prepared to feel the pain again.

But Ning Xiangrong just patted him and muttered, “Open your eyes. I’m not going to eat you or anything. If you’re so scared, what were you doing earlier? I already guessed it just now. It was the night I wanted to go to your room, right? Did she do something?”

Liu Yuan told her about how Pihuan Luo took away the Heart Entanglement.

Ning Xiangrong had just vented all her anger, and now her heart ached for Liu Yuan. She caressed his chest, pressed her lips against his, and kissed him comfortingly for a long time, not forgetting to glance at Zhiying.

However, the girl was still indifferent, which made Ning Xiangrong feel a sense of frustration and a sense of shame for putting on an act for the blind.

When they separated, Ning Xiang could not bear it and said resentfully, “How many women do you have? I used to have doubts and guesses, but I didn’t dare to ask you. Now, I want to know the truth.”

Liu Yuan summoned up his courage and opened the panel. “Probably…”

“This number,” he said, raising two fingers.

Two?

There were still two more. Including herself, Gu Siyin, and Pihuan Luo… If Zhiying were to be included, that would make six of them.

Ning Xiangrong felt that she could still accept it and let out a sigh of relief. After all, it was not as terrifying as ten or so. It was far from what she had imagined. Instead, she felt guilty for misunderstanding Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan looked at Ning Xiangrong’s happy face and silently put away the panel.

There were 30 pages in total, with 10 character illustrations on each page.

There were around 300 in total.

He had been playing Shangyang for so many years, so it was not a big deal for him to conquer 300 characters.

There were also friendship-oriented ones, card-free ones, and male characters.

He counted around 200 of them, and only then were they the real wives that he had gained favorability from the storyline missions.

Of course, she had become a real wife now.

In the vast Shangyang, the probability of meeting 200 people was not very high. It was just that some characters’ status and cultivation were too high, so they could find him at once.

“In the future, if you meet anyone looking for you again, you’re not allowed to hide it from me.”

Ning Xiangrong, who was satisfied with the better situation than she had imagined, smiled and took out new clothes from the storage bag for Liu Yuan to change into.

Liu Yuan’s eyes flickered and he nodded guiltily.

Ning Xiangrong tidied up the folds of his clothes and said, “I made this set of clothes myself. The fabric woven from Mystic Spider Silk is impervious to fire and water, and it’s also protected by a layer of golden lock silk armor. There’s also a miniature array formation in the sleeve which I’ve been working on for a long time… I thought that since I’ve found you, I’d put it on for you.”

She pulled out the edge of the sleeve, her slender fingers gently stroking it, and smiled. “I embroidered my own name on it.”

As expected, Liu Yuan saw Ning Xiangrong’s name on it: Rongrong…

Ning Xiangrong interrupted him, took a deep breath, and said with a firm gaze, “I don’t need you to be touched. I just want your love.”

Liu Yuan was stunned.

This probably… did not mean what he thought, right?

He looked at Zhiying beside him who had been watching the two of them. There was still a child here.

Ning Xiangrong had already stepped forward, reached out and pushed him back on the shoulder. Liu Yuan was half lying on the bed, feeling that there was no way to turn things around, so he reached out and stopped her, “Wait a moment, Zhiying, you go out first!”

“Yes,” Zhiying said.

Ning Xiangrong had already begun to take off the clothes Liu Yuan had just changed into. When he looked sideways, he still saw a motionless figure. He was stunned, and then his eyes were horrified. “No, why aren’t you leaving?”

Zhiying nodded and said, “It’ll be helpful if I learn more.

“Mother said so,” she added in a small voice after a pause.

Why are you nodding?! Learn…? What is there to learn?! And what the hell did she mean by ‘helpful’?

Could one gain experience from this and then create a new posture?

Ning Xiangrong showed an unprecedented smile and looked down at Liu Yuan. Her eyes were a bit flirtatious, but there was a bit of coldness in her eyes. “Let her watch from the side. Let Pihuan Luo’s daughter watch us.”

…Why do I have a bad feeling? It’s as if I have activated some strange attribute of Ning Xiangrong…

“Although I can’t have you all to myself, all of your first times must be mine!”

In the end, Liu Yuan sat up in shock and symbolically struggled for a while before shouting, “Wait, close the door!”

He was now traumatized by the door and the ‘door-pushing sound’.

Every time the door was opened, he would be in trouble. If it happened a few more times, he would probably develop a fear of doors.

…

So, Zhiying closed the door and watched them until the sun rised.