Chapter Five The Artist

  Looking at the night scene, smelling the fragrance of orchids in the garden, Chu Hao's heart was filled with a faint warmth.

  This feeling was completely different from when he faced his master before. He discovered that in just a short period of time, it seemed like he had already somewhat merged into his new identity.

  Returning to the other courtyard, Xiao Si, the servant from this afternoon, was standing at the gate looking out, and upon seeing Chu Hao's figure, he hastily ran over, knelt down, and with a terrified tone said: "Young Master Wang, today this slave was derelict in his duties, please forgive me!"

  Chu Hao waved his hand, and in his memory, this servant Xiao Si was the one who had been reading with him since he was a child. Looking at his appearance, Chu Hao didn't have any intention of blaming him either, and smiled: "Xiao Si, get up, when did Xiao Wang say he wanted to blame you? By the way, where did you run off to this afternoon?"

  Xiao Si hurriedly got up from the ground, offering a smile: "I just returned not long ago, previously I was summoned by Chu Mo to be interrogated..." As he said this, Xiao Si touched his own buttocks, and his stance was somewhat unstable, appearing to still be in fear.

  Chu Hao knew the rules of the Wang Ye Fu, and Xiao Si's dereliction of duty would definitely not be spared a severe punishment. In the prince's memory, this Xiao Si was his personal servant, a confidant who had grown up with him since childhood. Chu Hao hesitated for a moment, then handed over the medicine that Chu Yunfei had just taken out and said, "Take it and apply it to your buttocks!"

  Xiao Si hastily took over, and knelt on the ground, tears of gratitude streaming down: "Young Master Wang's great kindness, this slave is willing to die in gratitude, even if it means death itself, death is not enough to repay, death...death..."

  He saw him for half a day and couldn't say a word, Chu Hao was somewhat amused, turned around and walked towards the room: "Don't move, don't kneel down. I didn't say I'd give it to you, use it and return it to me tomorrow! Alright, Little Wang wants to rest, you can go out now."

  Xiao Si felt that Xiao Wang had become somewhat different today, but couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. In the past, Xiao Wang wasn't so considerate of others!

  Watching Chu Hao walk towards the room, he quickly got up from the ground and said: "Young Master Wang, everything in the house... has been prepared for you by the slaves. Don't you want to take a bath?"

  The smile on Xiao Si's face made Chu Hao feel a bit obscene, and he inexplicably said: "What bath are you taking? Hurry up and get down, does Little Wang still need you to worry about?" Seeing that Chu Hao was angry, Xiao Si hastily retreated.

  Chu Hao stretched and pushed open the door.

  The room had been tidied up, with many new utensils replaced. The candles on the table flickered, casting a dim light throughout the house. However, Chu Hao only wanted to sleep at this moment, without any extra movement, blowing out the lights and undressing before crawling into bed.

  Just as he had just drilled into the quilt, a fragrance came rushing towards him. Chu Hao was stunned, this smell was not unfamiliar to him, it was the body scent emitted by women!

  Immediately afterwards, his right hand in the quilt came over with a soft feeling, as if he had touched something, and couldn't help but grab it hard. Then, a rough panting sound was transmitted into his ears, as if someone was struggling, and even the bed board began to shake.

  His heart skipped a beat, Chu Hao hastily lifted the quilt and through the dim light outside the window, he was astonished to find that there was still someone lying on his bed! Moreover, based on Chu Hao's tactile experience, it was a sturdy woman!

  "Could it be a flower thief?! Is this world crazy?!"

  Chu Hao's mind was in a mess, he hastily jumped out of bed and lit the lamp on his bedside.

  With the light on, Chu Hao immediately became bold and stood by the bed, shouting: "You dare to sneak into my bedroom at midnight, what do you want? I can tell you that my principle is rather die than surrender! Of course, if you are a great beauty and insist, I may not be able to change my principle for you..."

  But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly became speechless. The scene in front of him was so shocking that even his thick skin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. At this moment, the person lying on the bed was indeed a woman, but her appearance was quite ferocious.

  A woman wore a thin green skirt, from her waist to her feet, all tied up with hemp rope, her face covered with black silk, her cheek pressed against the pillow, making "Wu... Wu" sound, only revealing a pair of eyes that seemed to be spitting fire in the dark night, staring at herself angrily.

  Two pairs of eyes stared at each other like this for a long time, and after a while, Chu Hao finally squeezed out a sentence: "Could it be that you're not a pervert, but an artist?"

  The woman struggled even harder, apparently enraged by Chu Hao's inexplicable words. As she twisted her body, the white skin and slender legs that were curled up, as well as the high and raised buttocks, were completely exposed under Chu Hao's eyelids, with perfect curves under the light shirt like a weeping willow standing on the banks of a starry river on a moonlit night.

  "Ugh——" Chu Hao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

  This little girl is too flirtatious.

  Chu Hao only then recalled the meaning hidden in Xiao Si's last smile. He couldn't help but scold himself, this young master was too shameless, actually doing bondage art in the room, fortunately he met someone like me who crossed over and was honest... what a sin, what a sin.

  After muttering a cleansing mantra, Chu Hao raised his head and happened to catch sight of the woman's face as she struggled, revealing half of her features.

  "Layers of small hills overlap with golden light shining and dying out, a cloud-like hairdo is about to pass over a cheek as white as snow."

  This was the only thought flashing through Chu Hao's mind when he saw that face.

  The hemp rope on her body and the tightly tied cloth over her mouth not only didn't destroy this beauty, but instead filled it with a lustful and obscene flavor. Of course, that's assuming there isn't that kind of murderous glint in the woman's eyes.

  This woman was born to be a stunning beauty, although she looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, her chest already had a beautiful curve, not being squeezed by the bed, but instead standing proudly upright.

  Judging from Chu Hao's visual measurement, it's almost the same as Liu Mei'er. Of course, visual measurements are generally not very accurate, and it would be better to take actual measurements...

  Pfft... How could I have such a shameless thought, must be corrupted by the thoughts of the young master. Three Purities above, guilty, guilty... Chu Hao muttered to himself "I am a gentleman, I am a good youth in the Cultivation World" while his eyes wandered around the woman with a lecherous gaze.

  Finally, unable to withstand the girl's gaze that had reached its peak of anger, Chu Hao came back to his senses and smiled wryly, saying seriously: "Miss, although I admire your ability to perform such a high-difficulty move, you've chosen the wrong target. This person has been given the nickname 'Golden Knife Silver Mountain, Unmoved in the Face of Beauty', and will absolutely not be seduced by you!"

  The girl's eyes quickly welled up with tears, her whole body trembling violently, clearly thoroughly enraged by Chu Hao's frivolous words. She struggled hard for a moment, arched her waist, and her slender body left the bed, rushing towards Chu Hao.

  "How can this be? Isn't this going against the principles?" Chu Hao's eyebrows opened in a smile, and he hastily wrapped his arms around the girl's delicate body that was "thrown into his arms".

  The girl was so humiliated that she wanted to die, struggling in vain, her eyes flashing with despair, slowly closing her eyes.

  After waiting for a while, there was no rough humiliation as expected. A wave of doubt surged in the girl's mind, and she slowly opened her eyes to find that despicable scoundrel staring at her with an ambiguous smile.

  "Although I know that my embrace makes countless beauties linger and forget to return, this is like a poisonous medicine, if not controlled well, it can be addictive." Chu Hao pretended to warn seriously.

  Then, before the girl could react, he pushed her body onto the bed and tore open the sealed cloth strip.

  Looking down at the girl with a cold tone, Chu Hao said: "Alright, the joke is over. Now it's your turn to answer my questions - who are you and how did you end up on my bed?"