Embarrassed

  Jiuyin was startled and her heart suddenly contracted.

  But she didn't dare disobey his orders, so she clenched her fingers tightly and took a step forward towards him.

  Feng Chenye's gaze remained on her, taking in her delicate face and beautiful figure, and indeed, he couldn't help but have a few thoughts.

  But he didn't like the feeling of being desired to control, after shifting his gaze away, he got down from the couch and said in a low voice: "Like just now, give this king a massage."

  Upon hearing this, Jiuyin let out a deep breath, took off his boots, climbed onto the bed, knelt down beside him, and quietly massaged his body.

  His muscles were very hard, every place was as hard as steel, no matter where he pinched, his small hands would always easily cause a burst of soreness.

  No matter how sour or painful it is, she is willing to endure it. Suffering a bit is better than being taken away by him. As long as he doesn't want her body and only wants her to serve him, that's already the greatest blessing for her.

  Feng Chenye wasn't really such a gentleman, facing beautiful women, even destined to become his female slaves, he could still remain unmoved, he just didn't like being tempted by her all the time.

  She was actually looked at by her with a glance, and evil thoughts arose. This little slave is simply a demon!

  The woman who conquered the city really has a few points of enchanting people's hearts, her eyesight is at least not bad.

  "Be a bit stronger." He muttered and turned his face away, closing his eyes without saying another word.

  Jiuyin was also quietly waiting for him.

  Nor did she know how long she had pressed him, until she was exhausted and panting constantly, her two arms completely unlike their own, only to feel that his breathing had become even, as if he had already fallen asleep.

  She gently pushed him and carefully asked: "Wang Ye..."

  Feng Chen didn't react at all tonight.

  She waited for a while longer, her hands had already stopped moving, but he still didn't react, nor did he show any displeasure.

  If he were awake, he would surely blame her for not continuing, but since he didn't say anything, he must have fallen asleep.

  Jiuyin let out a deep breath and leaned in close to him, saying softly: "Your Highness, I'll take my leave first."

  The wind was still and quiet at night, with his eyes tightly closed.

  At last, the ninth sound was over, and with a sigh of relief, she carefully got up from beside him, sat down on the couch to put on her own boots again, then walked to one corner of the room to pick up the dirty clothes she had thrown off in her panic, before tiptoeing out of the door.

  It wasn't until she walked out of the house that she finally let out a sigh of relief.

  Fortunately he fell asleep, otherwise she didn't know how long she would have to wait on him tonight.

  However, Jiuyin didn't know that after she left, Feng Chen's thick and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, his deep and bright eyes slowly opened, looking at the closed door with a somewhat complicated mood.

  Just now her small hands were randomly pressing on her body, and he was actually infatuated with her, always thinking of pinning this woman under him and making love to her passionately.

  When did he become so irresolute that even a little slave girl could easily stir his heart and soul?

  He disliked this feeling and didn't want to really fall into her beauty, so he ignored her and let her leave.

  In fact, if she didn't leave now, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself back anymore.

  Especially when she leaned down to talk to him, that unique fragrance slid off her body and fell on his face, hot and numb, making his body temperature suddenly surge.

  What kind of magic does this woman have on her body that makes his willpower so weak?

  ……

  Jiuyin left Feng Chenye's room and hastily returned to his bedroom in Zhanqing City.

  The air outside is gloomy, even in the dead of night, you can feel the shadow of sand floating in the surrounding air. Walking on the road, even taking a breath feels extremely uncomfortable.

  It seems that tomorrow this sandstorm will arrive?

  Although she had never experienced it before, she would rather not experience it. This kind of natural disaster always brings many disasters. Although she was not a good person, she did not want to see the common people suffer.

  Looked up at the moonlight, the shadow of the bright moon was too blurry, but it wasn't hard to tell that it was already very late.

  Thinking that Jing Cheng was already asleep, he thought that after returning, he had to be careful not to wake him up. However, before he even returned to the room, from a distance, he saw Liu Ke and Liu Wei guarding outside Jing Cheng's door.

  As she approached, they exchanged a glance, and both of their beautiful eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

  This female slave is not serving in the king's chamber, what is she doing here? Could it be...

  Liu Yi raised an eyebrow, thinking of his own conjecture, and the gloomy mood that had lasted all night suddenly improved a lot.

  Looking at Jiu Yin walking slowly towards her, she raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly: "What? Did the prince drive you out?"

  She saw her carrying a bundle of dirty clothes to the door, and she couldn't help but laugh: "A mere female slave dares to think about serving the king, do you have this qualification?"

  Jiǔ yīn bù shuō huà, zhǐ xiǎng zǎo diǎn huí fáng xī xī.

  Translation:

  Nine sounds did not speak, only wanted to return to the room early and rest.

  She was really tired, having given Feng Chenye a massage for so long, her two arms were sore and numb, as if they didn't belong to her.

  But she had just taken half a step closer to the door when Lyu Wei's figure blocked her way.

  Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, staring at her stunning face that even women couldn't help but take a second glance, he said in a deep voice: "This is the War God's place, where are you, a female slave, allowed to trespass? Get out of here quickly."

  He stared at her with a pair of innocent eyes and said, "This is the bedroom for me and Qing Cheng. If I don't come back here, where do you want me to go?"

  "Get out, wherever you go." Luoyi didn't let him take half a step back. Hearing that she said this was her and the God of War's bedroom, she sneered disdainfully: "Have you forgotten what your identity is? Do you have the qualifications to be in the same room as the God of War just because of you?"

  Although the God of War is now a prisoner under King Yi, King Yi treated him with courtesy. Even the two sisters were assigned to serve the God of War, and it can be imagined how important the God of War was in King Yi's heart.

  It's possible that these two people are openly one victor and one captive, but secretly they have some kind of agreement.

  Jiuyin felt a bit helpless and bored, she really just wanted to go in now and didn't want to waste words with her, let alone that Qingcheng might already be asleep, they would definitely wake him up if they quarreled here.

  "I'm actually living here, would you mind letting me in?" she said calmly.

  Liu Wei took a half step back, but only glanced at her and then shifted his gaze to Liu Ke who had been standing silently beside him. He smiled and said: "Sister, she says she lives with the God of War, do you believe it?"

  Lukou didn't say a word, just let out a cold hum, and shifted her gaze elsewhere, ignoring the two of them.

  They just went in and were driven out by the city wall, and they are still holding their breath until now.

  Although she could endure, her heart was still proud. On the same night, not only was she rejected by King Yi, but also refused by Zhan Shen. How could she bear such humiliation?

  Jiuyin didn't expect the two of them, and she turned her body to enter the house from the other side. However, Liuwei suddenly raised his hand and pushed her out with a palm, coldly saying: "You really are shameless, daring to barge in here!"

  A gust of wind came straight at her, and Jiuyin instinctively stretched out her hand to block it, but because the two people's powers were too disparate, this palm directly pushed her onto a nearby pillar, and a dull impact sound immediately rang out.

  Jiu Yin let out a low hum, and his internal organs felt like they had been run over by a car, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  A spark of anger flashed in her eyes, but as she looked up at Luyu and Luoke standing proudly by the door, she felt more helpless.

  Who said she didn't know martial arts? In such an era, whoever is weak will be bullied. Not only did Feng Chenye bully her, but these two women who had nothing to do with her also bullied her.

  The small hand hidden in her sleeve clenched slightly, she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, just as the door was suddenly opened and a figure in white appeared before the three of them.

  He wore a plain white robe, the collar slightly open, revealing his sensitive clavicle and sturdy chest, looking like an immortal who had walked out of a painting, with an absolutely beautiful demeanor that made it impossible to look away.

  Three people watched as Zhan Qingcheng walked out the door. Lu Ke hurried forward, bowing slightly to one side and saying: "General, what do you want? I'll go get it for you."

  Liu Yi was also delighted in his heart, and he wondered if he had come out at this time to have the two sisters serve him?

  Although the identity of the war god in Eastern Chu is not as good as that of King Yi, however, looking at his stunning appearance, even if he has to serve him unconditionally, she would be willing to do so.

  But unexpectedly, Zhan Qingcheng's gaze fell straight on Jiu Yin, and he could see the anger between her eyebrows. He asked calmly, "Who was it that hurt you just now?"

  Jiuyin pointed at Liu Yi standing beside him.

  She was pointed at like that, Liu Yin coldly snorted, raised her eyes to look at Zhan Qingcheng, and said in a charming voice: "General, it's this slave girl who doesn't understand the rules and insists on entering the general's room, so I had to take action to teach her a lesson."

  "She's my wife, and you're going to discipline my wife for me?" Zhan Qingcheng lowered his eyelids and gave her a glance, his voice extremely cold and unsettling: "I don't like hitting women."

  Having said that, he stretched out his long arm and beckoned to Jiu Yin, indicating for her to come over.

  Jiuyin walked up to his side, just as he was approaching him, and suddenly felt a surge of unnamed power in his right arm.

  She didn't know how she raised her hand, nor how it landed on Liu Rui's face. Everything happened too quickly, and she couldn't react in time. A clear five-fingered mark had already appeared on Liu Rui's face.

  This slap that shook the city was thrown by her hand, although it didn't contain a hint of internal force, but just with his own powerful strength, it was enough to make a woman unable to bear.

  Liu Yi was slapped and retreated several steps, heavily colliding with the wall behind him, almost falling to the ground.

  She looked up at Jiu Yin and Zhan Qingcheng, her thin lips trembling, a pair of watery eyes suddenly misting over, completely unable to believe that this handsome man who was too beautiful to be in the mortal world would be slapped by this female slave's hand.

  She has grown up like this, when did she ever suffer such injustice?

  "You... you dare to hit me?" She didn't dare to accuse the war god, all her resentful gaze fell on Jiuyin's face, hating to peel off her skin and extract her bones: "You lowly female slave, how dare you hit me!"