Chapter 373: A Certain Immortal Medicine: The Clown is Me
That night, in Sang Zhe’s room.
“Wait for Aunt Yu to recover… get.”
“Subdue the Blood Demon… get.”
Lying on the bed with a tablet in hand, Sang Zhe checked off items on his to-do list while mumbling to himself:
“Bai Ming’s information on the Demon Clan has hit a bottleneck… If it comes to that, I’ll just have to bear the pain and buy it from a little rogue merchant.”
“Finally, I can say I’m ready. Next, it’s finally time to explore the Demon Clan.”
He turned off the tablet, took a deep breath, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
“Is my husband already thinking about going to the Demon Clan?”
Zhang Xiaoying, sitting nearby and taking off her hairpin, casually asked, “I heard that the Demon Clan journey is quite dangerous. A couple of days ago, Sister Gu specially contacted me, saying she wanted to accompany you to the Demon Clan.”
“No, I’d rather go alone.”
Sang Zhe sighed, “The aura of the Great Ascension is as bright as the sun at dawn; Sister Gu doesn’t have the stealth methods I do, so she’s probably going to be discovered before we even get close to the Demon Clan.”
“Plus, it’s easier not to trouble Sister Gu. After all, my main goal for this trip is to scout out the Demon Clan and conveniently steal the Ten Thousand Year Blood Demon Dan.”
“Once I help Aunt Yu break into the Great Ascension, depending on the situation with the Demon Clan, we can decide whether to confront them directly or negotiate cautiously.”
Zhang Xiaoying blinked and gracefully sat on the edge of the bed: “Husband is still so kind, always thinking of risking himself to minimize losses.”
“But really, if you think about it, even if we were to face the Demon Clan head-on, we have nothing to fear.”
“The Sword Flower Palace, the Demon Cultivators, the Holy Kingdom, and the Floating Splendor Commerce—so many powerful factions; Sister Gu, the Sect Leader Hua, the new Xu Si, and plus myself, we’ve got a full four from the Human Clan in the Great Ascension…”
“Actually, without realizing it, the power behind you is more impressive than you imagined.”
Sang Zhe froze for a moment, then awkwardly scratched his head.
“Uh… I know that’s what you say, but in most cases, I feel bad dragging others into this.”
“Honestly, it’s because of your mindset that Sister Gu sometimes gets mad at you.”
Although Zhang Xiaoying spoke lightly, she gently caressed Sang Zhe’s cheek.
“Especially since Sister Gu has a lifelong bond with you as your wife. For her, even if she and the Sword Flower Palace face danger, it’s still a lot better than you being in danger.”
“If you keep thinking you have to handle everything alone, Sister Gu is going to be upset.”
Sang Zhe allowed her gentle reprimand while he squeezed his face in frustration: “Got it.”
“I used to think eating soft food was pretty nice.”
“But now, even if I genuinely had that chance, I’d feel reluctant to let my wives take risks outside.”
“After thinking it through, it’s always best to go myself.”
“Hmph, you’re too much.” Zhang Xiaoying lightly shed her outerwear, snuggling into Sang Zhe’s embrace, and playfully whispered in his ear:
“Then… how did you suddenly come around and finally accept Senior Sister Shi?”
Sang Zhe’s expression stiffened, and he forced a chuckle.
“Uh, would you believe me if I said I was drugged and forced?”
Zhang Xiaoying just smiled silently.
……
The house was quiet tonight.
Tang Yubbing and Bai Ming were wrapped up in handling some issues for the commerce and company until late and conveniently stayed in Bai Ming’s place next door. Hua Jianglian was too tired after binge-reading manga and ended up dozing off at the desk, with Sang Zhe carrying her back to the room.
The house turned into Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying’s little world.
Sang Zhe was initially pondering how to bring up Shi Qingyan with Zhang Xiaoying.
Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Xiaoying who spoke first.
“By the way, Senior Sister Shi is quite reserved.” She nestled against Sang Zhe, whispering softly, “She probably thinks I still harbor some grievances from before, which is why she didn’t dare mention the fact that you two became an item when she returned.”
“The previous incident… was it her obsession with you or her ambush on me?” Sang Zhe asked.
“Maybe both.”
Zhang Xiaoying’s gentle voice continued: “Girls often hide their thoughts beneath the surface. They need someone to notice and care for them.”
“But honestly, given how dense and oblivious you are, it’s quite a pity that Senior Sister Shi has endured until now.”
Sang Zhe looked a bit innocent: “Don’t you feel sorry for me, who’s had nearly two jars of anesthetic?”
“Pffft. You deserved it. Who told you to always ignore Senior Sister Shi?”
Zhang Xiaoying chuckled, poking Sang Zhe’s nose. “Forget it. I’ll take care of this.”
“I’ll chat with Senior Sister Shi and help her untie her knots.”
It struck Sang Zhe; it was like this every time.
From the beginning with Meng Qiyan to the later additions of Gu Yingmian, Hua Jianglian, and Tang Yubbing.
Whenever a new member arrived in his harem, Zhang Xiaoying would always step in first to take them aside for a private chat.
Up until today, Sang Zhe had never encountered the anticipated drama of his harem.
“So, what exactly do you discuss with them?”
Zhang Xiaoying, rarely, smiled without answering, seeming to tease Sang Zhe. “Guess what?”
Sang Zhe was not about to guess.
It was better to study calculus and Euler’s formulas than to guess a woman’s mind.
But with Zhang Xiaoying around, Sang Zhe always felt particularly at ease.
She was just so good at handling these matters.
“By the way… do you think Senior Sister Shi is asleep right now?”
“Eh? Are you planning to go find her now?” Sang Zhe asked, slightly surprised.
“What’s wrong with that?” Zhang Xiaoying replied without reservation. “Relying only on me might not satisfy you enough. Since Senior Sister Shi has been pulled into this, I naturally have to bring some sisters to balance things out.”
“Otherwise, it would be a bore if you were the only one enjoying yourself in bed.”
For some reason.
Those slightly teasing words, coming from someone as traditional and virtuous as Zhang Xiaoying, struck a distinct contrast that ignited a fire within.
Seeing Sang Zhe’s gaze increasingly struggling to contain himself, Zhang Xiaoying quickly hugged a pillow, darting to Senior Sister Shi’s door, knocking persistently: “Senior Sister Shi! Help! Help!”
“What’s with you, it’s late… Ah!?”
As Sang Zhe entered and swiftly closed the door with a kick, the entire room once again sank into silence.
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In the middle of the night, Si Jingzhu yawed as she stepped out of her room. She just happened to spot Yan Rouwan feeding cats.
“Senior Sister Yan, feeding cats again?”
“Yeah, and sweeping up cat hair too. How about you?”
“I think it’s because you guys pulled too much of my hair a couple of days ago. I’ve been so thirsty these last few days; I must be about to grow medicinal whiskers.”
Saying that, Si Jingzhu downed a cup of tea and suddenly wondered, “Wait, what’s that sound?”
“…Is this your first day at the Sang house? How can you not recognize that sound?”
“But why is it coming from Senior Sister Shi’s room?”
“You guess why it’s coming from Senior Sister Shi’s room?”
Si Jingzhu: “?”
Wait, am I the clown here?
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