Chapter 64: Body-Driving Technique

Gu Qing came over, swaying her slender waist.

She wasn't doing it on purpose.

It was just that her waist was slim and supple, and her hips were full.

When she walked, they naturally swayed a little.

One could call it a born beauty.

Gu Qing smiled and said, "My lord, you've been away for quite a long time this time."

"Long? It should only have been about two hours."

"Even one hour would feel long to me."

"Then I'll be quicker next time."

Gu Qing gave a light laugh: "I was only joking, my lord, you don't need to rush. Watch the road and stay safe. Look at you, covered in sweat—let me wipe it for you."

Saying so, she used the back of her hand to wipe Zhao Chi's forehead.

Zhao Chi only felt a brush of fine, moist smoothness sweep past, there and gone in a flash.

Gu Qing was sweating too.

Fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead like stars.

The long hair at her temples clung to her cheeks.

The sweat on her neck, caught by the setting sun, reflected an orange-yellow light.

Her cheeks were peach-red, and she kept breathing lightly in quick little pants.

It was clear she was a little tired too.

She must have been working hard the whole time.

Zhao Chi said, "Your forehead is sweating too—let me wipe it for you as well."

He raised his hand, but before he could reach, Gu Qing leaned in on her own.

He'd meant to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but what pressed against his hand was her soft, smooth cheek.

Gu Qing nuzzled her cheek against his hand.

"Hehe, thank you, my lord."

"... No need to thank me. You've been working so hard—I should be the one thanking you."

Gu Qing said, "Of course I have to work hard. Doing things for the lord of the territory—how could I slack off?"

Zhao Chi said gently, "You've worked hard. How much is left?"

Gu Qing pointed behind her: "Just a little bit left. Tang Ruan and the others are still carrying things. Let's go meet them and help share their burden. You rest for a bit, my lord—we'll be back very soon."

"I'll go carry things with you too."

Gu Qing stopped him: "No need, just rest here. Everyone, follow me—only the last half-trip is left."

The female villagers and the goblins all followed Gu Qing away.

Only two earth dogs were left, listlessly lying by the side of the house, utterly drained.

Zhao Chi sat on a flat stone slab to rest.

He took out the two treasure chests he'd seized.

Both were palm-sized wooden boxes—calling them small wooden cases would also work.

Small and light.

Zhao Chi first opened the initial wooden treasure chest.