Chapter 29: Reliance

As night fell, Xiaohua was called by Cai'er to the main room to keep her company and chat; feeling drowsy, Xiaohua fell asleep on the side.

Meanwhile, in the guest room, Cuier's face was flushed with shyness as she watched Cheng Feng sitting before the bed, looking at her.

Cuier understood his intent; she turned to lock the door, then faced Cheng Feng again.

However, she was not shy like an ordinary woman, nor did she wait for instructions as obediently as Cai'er.

As a maid trained by a great clan to win people's hearts,

her figure and appearance went without saying.

Her temperament and methods were also indispensable.

Great and wealthy households train more than one person; why was it Cuier who was sold?

That was the outcome of losing the struggle.

Struggling for a chance not to be sold.

There is no shortage of scheming in a large family, and even more filth.

There is no help for it; resources are limited, and if you have more, I have less—it is all for the sake of fighting for a share of resources.

Having seen the methods of a great family, Cuier had been influenced by what she saw and heard, and had even personally suffered the consequences of losing the struggle.

Therefore, no matter where she went, she had to fight for herself; she did not know Cheng Feng's background, nor did she know his style of conduct.

But in just these two days, Cuier, who lived in an environment of deceit, clearly knew that Cheng Feng was very good to his women,

very tolerant, and also fond of beauty.

Such a high-quality man, who also had obvious flaws,

seemed to have been sent by Heaven specifically to Cuier's side,

to help Cuier escape the sea of bitterness.

Naturally, Liu Cui would not let this opportunity slip by.

No one wants to be a maid for their whole life.

No one wants to be bought and sold.

In order to deepen Cheng Feng's impression of her,

Cuier also showed off the knowledge she had learned from the teachings in the great and wealthy clan,

attracting Cheng Feng.

Beneath the coarse cloth garment was skin that had been carefully maintained since childhood.

On her small, goose-egg-shaped face were exquisite brows and eyes,

and a high, straight nose and thin lips formed a beautiful countenance.

Added to that were long legs with perfect golden proportions.

She walked toward Cheng Feng step by step with a rhythmic cadence.

Such a beauty smiled passionately at Cheng Feng.

Such charming scenery was displayed entirely for Cheng Feng alone.

There was no man who would not react to this scene.

Unless he was a eunuch.

Cheng Feng was, of course, not a eunuch; Cheng Feng declared that he was a genuine, real man.

Yet, after Cai'er's training, he was not an impatient man either.

Cheng Feng was seen walking slowly toward Cuier, placing his hands on her shoulders,

and looking straight into Cuier's eyes, he praised her bluntly: "Cuier, you are truly beautiful."

Cuier was moved by Cheng Feng's careful soothing and gentleness.

Looking at Cheng Feng, her eyes seemed as if they could drip water.

Cheng Feng said softly: "Cuier, do you know my heart?"

Cuier lowered her head and remained silent, but her heart was pounding like a deer.

The young woman's slightly flushed cheeks said it all.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng smiled slightly;

as expected, no matter where one is,

having money + gentleness is twice the result with half the effort!

Gentleness without money achieves nothing.

Although the famous saying from his past life was a bit like chicken soup,

it interpreted the true reality with unusual perfection and irony.

Looking at Cuier's soft and beautiful sleeping face,

Cheng Feng at this moment was undoubtedly gentle.

Cuier looked at this man before her with shyness,

sighing that from now on, she would no longer be a woman without someone to rely on.

She would also have a new beginning.

Cheng Feng felt pleasantly surprised by Cuier's natural gifts.

He felt that choosing to bring Cuier back showed his good judgment;

there was nothing high-minded about it, he just liked her,

and since he had money at the time, he would pay for what he liked.

Recently, Cheng Feng was surprised to notice a phenomenon: as his proficiency in practicing the Horse Stance continued to improve, his appetite also showed a trend of rising along with it.

At the very beginning, this change was not very significant, but as his proficiency gradually increased, the situation became increasingly severe—Cheng Feng even felt as if his stomach was about to be digested away!

Facing such a situation, Cheng Feng had to make some adjustments and changes to his daily routine. After all, if he could not ensure a sufficient food intake and store it in his stomach for a rainy day, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This was a truth bought with painful experience! That bone-deep, unbearable hunger made Cheng Feng determined that he absolutely did not want to experience it again.

Looking at the skill "Horse Stance" at 78/100,

Cheng Feng felt it wouldn't be too late to continue working hard tomorrow.

For the future of this home, Cheng Feng intended to keep working hard these next few days and did not plan to rest at all.

Cheng Feng held Cuier, who now completely belonged to him, gently stroking her smooth back while whispering sweet nothings,

which finally put the proactive Cuier at ease.

It seemed she had left a good impression on Cheng Feng; Cuier felt a little smug inside.

Unable to resist the exhaustion, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Cheng Feng was just about to wake Cuier, who was still in her dreams.

But looking at Cuier's beautiful sleeping face, her dazed and naive expression, and the sleepy look amidst her long eyelashes,

it stirred Cheng Feng's masculine protective instinct, making him unable to help but want to kiss her.

However, thinking it over, there would be plenty of time in the future; after all, she was his woman,

and needed to be cherished and cared for, so Cheng Feng would not act rashly at this moment.

Cheng Feng was, after all, someone born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze.

He kissed Cuier and fell back asleep, embracing her once more.

The weather was gradually turning cold, and it was more comfortable in the blankets.

Until a self-muttered voice came to his ears: "How can you sleep so soundly, waking up so late?"

Cheng Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the flustered Cuier.

With a wave of his large hand, he hugged the soft pillow and stopped her: "Don't move, rest a while longer."

Liu Cui looked at the sleeping face of the man before her and stopped moving; if something happened, she could pull Cheng Feng out to shield her.

She was serving the master of the house, after all.

Naturally, she had to obey the master's instructions.

As for the mistress, Sister Cai'er, she shouldn't mind, right?

If only she were pregnant just like Sister Cai'er.

Touching her belly, Cuier thought to herself.

Cai'er naturally would not mind.

Since becoming pregnant, Cheng Feng was terrified that she might have an accident that would affect the child in her belly,

so he dared not touch her at all.

It was a good thing to have a woman who could quench Cheng Feng's thirst.

Cai'er had not forgotten that she, as well as the two newcomers, were all bought by Cheng Feng.

In terms of status, they were all people of low standing.

They didn't even count as a Concubine.

Furthermore, Cai'er knew that her man had come from Liujiacun to learn martial arts, his parents were still alive, and he had two brothers.

She hadn't even met his parents, so why fight for favor?

Only the child in her own belly was Cai'er's source of confidence.

Cheng Feng had personally promised that once the child was born, Cai'er could become a Concubine.

Moreover, Cai'er was Cheng Feng's first woman.

According to Cheng Feng's temperament, she shouldn't end up poorly.

With confidence, she could stand firm anywhere.

Cheng Feng had made such a promise to Cai'er.

What else could Cai'er say?

She could only obediently arrange Cheng Feng's daily life, letting Cheng Feng worry less.

Ever since Cheng Feng handed over the full management of household affairs to Cai'er, Cai'er had also begun to gradually transition from flustered to skilled.

People, after all, are slowly tempered over time!