Chapter 619: History Repeats

"But what trouble did you run into?" Chen Wuji looked at her and asked.

Since Qin Zhanhong took over espionage work, because of her secrecy, she has always wanted to give Chen Wuji a surprise.

Although the two occasionally communicated, Chen Wuji rarely took the initiative to ask what she had been doing lately or what she planned to do next.

Qin Zhanhong, this strong-willed woman, rarely proactively reveals these matters as she did today.

Because Chen Wuji understood her nature, he would occasionally ask a casual question like whether things were going smoothly, and otherwise didn't inquire further, leaving her completely free to act as she wished.

Qin Zhanhong tilted her head, pursed her lips listlessly, and said, "Just tired, tired from running."

"Actually, they're doing very well; the newly selected soldiers picked things up quickly, but I just can't relax, so I keep running here and there."

Chen Wuji smiled lightly and said, "I really ought to tell you a couple of things about this: once the operation is underway, don't personally handle what subordinates can do; you can't keep running around."

"We've only just spread the operation across a few provinces; if we later expand to dozens of commanderies or even farther, are you really going to run to each place yourself? You'd wear yourself out."

Qin Zhanhong let out a light sigh, "I just deployed the personnel, and I can't help worrying! Each of my soldiers is precious; I don't want them to lose their lives due to a moment's carelessness, which would also jeopardize my overall plan."

"Then just run appropriately, not so frequently," Chen Wuji said.

Qin Zhanhong thought for a moment, nodded, then suddenly leaned close to Chen Wuji's ear and said, "Husband, I'm tired, I want to rest."

"Then rest a while; espionage matters aren't that urgent right now, and I know the principle that haste makes waste." Chen Wuji said, "Rest well, and when your energy recovers, we'll take it slow—no rush."

Qin Zhanhong suddenly gave a sly smile, "Husband, the rest I'm talking about isn't this kind of rest. I mean… we take off our clothes and rest on the bed; one rest gives me energy, and if I can rest twice, or even three or four times, I'll be even more energetic."

Chen Wuji: ……

He just knew that with this guy, you couldn't have a serious conversation.

She really is talented—how can she steer any conversation onto this topic?

"Rest, you want to be a dead fish, I'll definitely risk my life to accompany a gentleman, so let's rest!" Chen Wuji said; coincidentally, he was also a bit peckish.

These past few days he had been very leisurely, just recuperating; not being busy, he had started to think about this sort of thing, but unfortunately Qin Zhanhong wasn't around.

Qin Zhanhong bit her lip, her eyes glimmering with charm, she chuckled softly, "Husband, you should exert yourself a bit today; after we're done, I'll give you a surprise—no, two surprises."

"Can't I take a look first?" Chen Wuji laughed.

Qin Zhanhong shook her head, "No, husband; if you look first, you might lose the mood to rest with me."

"Alright, let's take care of business first." Chen Wuji rose, closed the window, wrapped his big hand around Qin Zhanhong's slender waist, and lifted her onto the bed.

The procedure that followed was very simple.

Undoing belts and shedding clothes, they surged back and forth, you coming and going, overturning the phoenix, rising and falling passionately, low murmurs soft and winding… until tears dampened the sheets.

After about half an hour, Qin Zhanhong clung to Chen Wuji's body, her breath faintly undulating, her face full of satisfied smiles, "Just that one bite from you, husband, and I'm instantly energized."

Chen Wuji: ……

Fortunately Qin Zhanhong is a woman; if she were a man, countless maidens across the world would likely fall victim to her.

Such lascivious words—most women could not utter even half a word of them in a lifetime.

"How are you, husband? Can you still go another round?" Qin Zhanhong asked with a coquettish laugh.

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched, "At least let me rest a bit; I really don't have the stamina for consecutive rounds—rest a while, rest a while."

This suggestion is truly frightening.

Qin Zhanhong slid down with a hiss, her fair skin very smooth; the downward motion was naturally and extremely silky, precisely landing where it needed to go.

"Husband, let me help you—let's try." Qin Zhanhong gave a charming low laugh.

Chen Wuji: ……

This is basically forcing him to start up.

He isn't even given a chance to rest…

After quite a show, Qin Zhanhong finally roused Chen Wuji by force.

She didn't give Chen Wuji any chance to react; she had already continued her surging.

Chen Wuji: ……

This addiction is truly huge!

But having said that, the pleasure is genuinely pleasurable.

Chen Wuji can only describe it as exhilarating and unstoppable.

He could never understand the judgments of superiority and inferiority concocted by the scholars of Da Yu, but he could be certain that Qin Zhanhong's body was top-notch.

In the second round, Chen Wuji's ability showed noticeable improvement, and he enjoyed it for nearly a full hour.

He also thoroughly satisfied Qin Zhanhong—her eyes were watery with allure, her cheeks pink, her whole body seeming to embody the word "comfort."

After tidying up, Chen Wuji slapped Qin Zhanhong's buttocks, soft as tofu, and asked, "Now can you show me your surprise?"

Qin Zhanhong raised her hand and pointed to the beam, "There."

Chen Wuji looked up and was instantly speechless, "Your surprise is really high up—do you think I have the ability to climb onto the roof and tear off tiles?"

Qin Zhanhong giggled, "Husband, please calm down; let me compose myself a bit, savor the moment, and then I'll fetch your surprise for you."

"Take your time resting, no rush." Chen Wuji shook his head and laughed helplessly.

This is for fear he'd discover it.

After Qin Zhanhong rested a while—or rather, properly savored the recent experience—she casually covered her red dress, leapt onto the beam, and took down a package.

"Husband, please look!"

Chen Wuji wore a doubtful expression, "What is all this?"

"Just open it and you'll see." Qin Zhanhong still kept it a secret, smiling slyly.

Seeing her expression, Chen Wuji immediately became a bit wary.

He didn't rush to open it; he first pinched it from the outside—soft and fluffy, like it was all clothing.

"Did you make me clothes?" Chen Wuji asked, opening the package.

Upon shaking it out, a patch of colorful, variegated fabric was revealed.

History repeated itself.

This scene was not unfamiliar to Chen Wuji at all.

He didn't even need to ask; he could guess where these very intimate clothes came from.

"Is this also You Wei's idea?" Chen Wuji asked with a smile.

Who would have thought he could actually receive the original flavor in such an era?

Although the method was a bit outrageous, this feeling was scalding hot.

Chen Wuji just had to be careful not to let anyone find out; otherwise, his lifelong reputation could be ruined in an instant.