Chapter 123: A Room Inspection on the Eve of the Wedding

"Creak..." The room door was pushed open.

Yuechan, who had been gazing at the moonlight, instantly turned her head to look toward the doorway.

In this instant, Yuechan Xianzi could not remain calm. Now that her Divine Power was sealed, having someone enter without knocking in the dead of night truly made her a little afraid; she sat there, cautious and on guard.

"It's you... what are you here for!"

Upon seeing that the person who had come was Mengchen, Yuechan immediately furrowed her brows, looking extremely grave.

She stared fixedly at Mengchen with both eyes, not letting any of his movements escape her, her pair of fists clenched tightly, her heart extremely tense.

"As your future husband, I must naturally prevent someone from stepping out of line, lest it ruin my glorious reputation for this lifetime," Mengchen whispered.

After hearing this, Yuechan ground her teeth until they clicked, her tightly clenched fists causing her palms to ache from the force.

What kind of words was this shameless bald man saying? He actually said she was stepping out of line...

This surge of anger was truly hard to suppress. As a holy Saintess of the Butian Sect, being controlled at his side by forced means was already a supreme humiliation and desecration; now, to be told she was stepping out of line was simply more unbearable than killing her.

A chill radiated from Yuechan's eyes; if she could, she would really like to rush up and tear his mouth to shreds.

"Yuechan Xianzi, come! Move aside, let me check and see if the side of your bed is clean." Mengchen walked toward her and beckoned, signaling that he wanted to inspect the bed.

"You... you..."

Yuechan Xianzi was trembling with anger. Seeing him approaching, her heart was filled with both hatred and fear. She wanted to curse him roundly, but she forced herself to hold it back, rising in a panic and hiding in the corner of the bed.

"What 'you' what? Could it be you really have hidden something unspeakable?" Seeing the once-haughty holy Saintess like this, Mengchen feigned a posture, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said with a grave face.

"The whole room is only this big, do you not have eyes?" Yuechan's eyes widened, and she rebuked him angrily.

This was clearly a deliberate attempt to humiliate her; the room's furnishings were clear, where could anything unspeakable be hidden?

But as soon as she finished her rebuke, she couldn't help but step back and gasp. Now that she was reduced to a prisoner with her Divine Power sealed, what would happen if she provoked him and he carried out 'retaliation'?

At this moment, Mengchen gazed calmly at the retreating Saintess, making Yuechan feel completely uneasy.

"What did you just say?" Mengchen asked. He had naturally heard the rebuke clearly, but now, seeing her show weakness, he asked on purpose.

Upon hearing this, although Yuechan's face was smooth as jade, it lacked color. Clearly, this question from Mengchen was like a bolt from the blue, causing her heart to be greatly shaken.

Slowly, Yuechan raised her hand to point at the bed, saying somewhat timidly: "If you want to look, then just look properly!"

"Oh..." The corners of Mengchen's mouth lifted, revealing a faint smile.

Immediately, he walked to the bed and used his hand to lift the bedding, making a show of inspecting it.

"This lecher is definitely doing this on purpose, clearly wanting to humiliate me. He insists on rummaging through things that are plain to see." After calming down slightly, Yuechan made this judgment and thought to herself.

"Ah! It seems I was overthinking it. It seems the Xianzi is indeed pure and clean! And strictly observes the way of a wife!" After going through the motions, Mengchen laughed.

Afterward, he sat lazily on the bed and beckoned to Yuechan, signaling for her to come over, and said: "For the Xianzi to be so loyal to me, you truly deserve a reward! Come, come over and let your husband reward you properly."

"Is this lecher really going to... is there really no way to escape?" Yuechan's heart was greatly shaken; he was reaching out his demonic claws toward her!

She naturally refused to go over, only looking at Mengchen with a grave face, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"Hey, did you stop listening just after I praised you?" Mengchen called out softly.

"Since I can't escape, then I will resist to the end!" Yuechan Xianzi made a firm resolution in her heart, deciding not to be full of worries anymore.

Thus, her pretty face was instantly filled with anger, and she scolded: "You bastard, you shameless lecher, who wants your praise, and who needs your praise? If I could, I would rather you were a mute."

"You're really going against Heaven, why don't you wish you were a deaf person instead!" Mengchen heard this and immediately retorted.

Then, he smiled very brightly and said: "I'll count to three. If you don't come over voluntarily, don't blame me for using force."

Hearing what Mengchen said, Yuechan Xianzi's heart pounded even more violently, and her eyes appeared exceptionally terrified.

"If you dare to touch me! You will die a miserable death!" As she spoke, Yuechan's gaze turned fierce.

Mengchen ignored what she said and counted very intently:

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three!" After the three counts, Yuechan was still standing there, her gaze fierce, staring at him fixedly. Mengchen sighed and said: "Sigh... it is a misfortune for the family! How did such a rebellious fiancée come to be? You're like this before even crossing the threshold; what will it be like after? As the saying goes, iron is forged through a hundred refinements; it seems you won't become a virtuous wife without being disciplined!"

"Lecher, if you dare to spout nonsense again, I will... I will..." Yuechan Xianzi was truly too angry to bear it and cursed out loud.

She had wanted to say—I will kill you, but upon remembering that her Divine Power was sealed, she became hesitant and couldn't help but lower her head.

Seeing her hesitant and lowering her head, Mengchen couldn't help but laugh and asked in return: "You will what?"

"You..." Yuechan turned her head in anger.

"Come here!" Mengchen stepped forward and took one of her hands; it was snow-white and crystalline under the moonlight, beautiful as jade, slender and delicate.

Yuechan's cultivation was sealed, so how could she be faster than Mengchen? Before she could dodge, her jade hand was grasped.

She hurriedly exerted force, wanting to pull her hand away. The expression on her face changed; her beautiful, flawless face was filled with unease and complexity, feeling that she was doomed today.

Mengchen dragged her forcibly to the bed, then turned and held her shoulders with both hands, pressing her down to sit on the bed.

"You... what do you want to do..." Yuechan tapped at Mengchen's hands on her shoulders, saying with a face full of terror.

"What do I want to do? Naturally, to be a lecher in name and in fact; I can't be cursed by you for nothing, right!" Mengchen said with an amused and indifferent expression.

"What will it take for you to let me go?" Yuechan said, her voice extremely unsteady.

"Let you go? That is impossible!" Mengchen responded.

He wore a wicked smile, which caused Yuechan's heart to shake violently, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and her whole body turned cold.

Following that, the two hands he had pressed on Yuechan's shoulders exerted force simultaneously, easily pushing Yuechan down, and he said: "Xianzi, the night is deep, let us consummate this marriage ahead of time!"

Yuechan hurriedly covered her chest with both hands, her heart pounding non-stop, and she said with difficulty: "Lecher, you dare!"

"Watch whether I dare or not!"

Mengchen's eyes flashed with a peculiar brilliance, somewhat surprised, and as he spoke, he had already mounted her.

"Ah..." Yuechan pushed at him and let out a scream that reached the heavens.

"Look at how scared you are! I am upright and honest; I wouldn't stoop to such behavior."

Facing the screaming Yuechan, Mengchen's tone changed abruptly, and he then rolled over to the side.

At this moment, Mengchen only intended to dampen the arrogance of this conceited, holy fairy; he had no desire to do anything excessive. Now that his goal had been achieved, it was time to stop.

Seeing her chance, Yuechan quickly rose from the bed, straightened her clothes, and looked back at Mengchen, who was lying flat on the bed. Her beautiful eyes flickered, and finally, she glared fiercely at him.

After a brief moment of calm, Mengchen beckoned and said, "Come! Massage my legs!"

"Massage your legs! You wish!" Yuechan declared coldly.

As the dignified Butian Sect Saintess, if word got out that she had massaged someone's legs in the middle of the night, how would she ever be able to walk the world again?

"Since you don't want to massage my legs... then I think we should just consummate our marriage!" Mengchen said indifferently, already preparing to get up.

"Don't move! I'll massage! I'll massage!"

Seeing that he was serious, Yuechan's eyes changed in alarm, and she hurriedly called for him to stop.

In an instant, she weighed the pros and cons in her mind; by comparison, massaging his legs was fine! It was better than being forced to consummate the marriage.

Yuechan stepped forward, crouched down, made fists, and with her two hands working back and forth in an orderly fashion, she lightly massaged Mengchen's legs.

"Mmm... as expected of a holy fairy, your technique is truly remarkable. It seems you have the potential to become a virtuous wife after all," Mengchen said, closing his eyes and deliberately speaking aloud.

Hearing this, Yuechan was so angry that her teeth itched; she really wanted to punch that mouth of his until it was smashed to pieces.

But she constantly reminded herself to stay calm and not act impulsively, lest she anger him again and cause him to do something even more excessive.

Just like that, Mengchen gradually fell asleep, while Yuechan continued to work hard; she had originally intended to slack off once he was asleep.

But to her dismay, the moment her hands stopped, Mengchen would let out a sound of urging, forcing her to massage his legs without a moment's rest.

And so, it continued until dawn! The second chapter for today is presented.

(End of this chapter)