Dragon's Origin

Chapter 473: Tryst (Part 2)

“Hmph!” Having her intentions basically laid bare by Wang Sheng, Song Yan merely let out a soft, coquettish sound, then said nothing more, simply lying in Wang Sheng's arms, enjoying the resilience of his muscles.

After a long while, Song Yan softly asked, “The 'Yan' in 'Scarlet and Purple Yan Red Pavilion', is it the same 'Yan' as in Song Yan's name?”

“What do you think?” Wang Sheng moved his arm and lightly slapped Song Yan's bare, upturned bottom as a form of playful reprimand.

Some things didn't need to be said so explicitly; the truth was obvious. Even if others couldn't see it, how could the person involved not know in their heart?

Song Yan's heart was actually very sweet, but the thought of that City of Charm and the Rose Pavilion made her feel displeased that her things were being shared. Yet, Song Yan herself couldn't step out and compete for anything.

Normally, in the Song Kingdom, Song Yan had to maintain the superficial balance of the kingdom and use the name of the Duke of Song to develop, which was very difficult. Sometimes, she had to put on a facade of a powerful queen, otherwise she couldn't control her subordinates. After one or two years, she had finally gained a firm foothold.

However, when she was free, Song Yan would miss Wang Sheng even more. She missed the person who had once given her great courage and later gave her great hope. Song Yan was certain that if it weren't for Wang Sheng, she wouldn't have the power she had now. It could be said that the strong confidence to control the Song Kingdom was brought to her by Wang Sheng.

“That grand theater, is the symphony orchestra really that useful?” Song Yan still couldn't quite believe it. She couldn't completely accept things she had heard; they were just rumors.

“What is your cultivation level now?” Wang Sheng tightened his arm and asked Song Yan.

“The peak of the seventh level.” Song Yan proudly replied, raising her delicate chin slightly and looking at Wang Sheng with a triumphant smile, asking, “Aren't you very accomplished?”

Song Yan's Yuan Soul was the Six-Star Frost Turtle. According to most people's imagination, reaching the peak of the sixth level was the limit, and there was definitely no way to continue advancing. Now that she could reach the peak of the seventh level, it showed that the things Wang Sheng had told her before had worked.

“A little bit!” Wang Sheng laughed, “But it's not as fulfilling as an unranked Yuan Soul advancing to the seventh level.”

Of course, this was referring to Wang Sheng himself. Song Yan had just been smug, but she was rendered speechless by Wang Sheng's words, and she angrily punched Wang Sheng with her small fist.

“What will happen at the peak of the seventh level?” Song Yan asked. Wang Sheng had just asked her about her realm, and it was definitely not just to ask about her realm; there must be other intentions.

“Stay in the capital for a few days, and I'll arrange a performance for you.” Wang Sheng was naturally going to let Song Yan experience it herself. No matter what others said, it wouldn't be as impressive as experiencing it firsthand, and there wouldn't be any questions of doubt.

“Okay!” Song Yan obediently agreed, enjoying being curled up in Wang Sheng's arms.

Suddenly, Song Yan seemed to realize something, and she suddenly raised her head, looked at Wang Sheng, and asked, “Aren't you at the seventh level? Why is your realm wrong?”

“The old Taoist felt that my previous foundation was unstable, so he abolished my previous cultivation and started all over again.” Wang Sheng didn't tell the whole truth, only some of what had already happened.

Song Yan didn't react much to this, as the same thing had happened to her. After using the Qiankun Reversal on Wang Sheng, Song Yan's cultivation had dropped to the fifth level, and she relied on the nourishment of the Rebirth Pill to re-cultivate, quickly recovering to the strength of the peak of the sixth level. And with extreme trust in Wang Sheng, she broke through the limit of the peak of the sixth level and entered the peak of the seventh level.

After quietly enjoying a moment of tenderness with Wang Sheng, Song Yan suddenly said to Wang Sheng, “These past two years, my father has been recuperating, and his health has improved, but not enough to support him to become the real Duke of Song again. If he doesn't have any more thoughts about you in the future, can you let him go?”

Her tone carried a hint of pleading. Song Yan was actually caught in the middle of these two men, feeling a bit conflicted. On one side was her father, and on the other was her lover, but her father had murderous intentions towards her lover. Now that Song Hongde was unable to do anything to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng didn't take the initiative to provoke Song Hongde, Song Yan felt that this was the best situation. Speaking out in supplication was actually also explaining Song Hongde's current situation to Wang Sheng.

“I don't care.” Wang Sheng smiled, “If he doesn't have any other thoughts, I don't have the habit of killing a seriously ill patient.”

It wasn't that Wang Sheng was generous, but that Wang Sheng's cultivation hadn't recovered yet, and even if he had any ideas, he wouldn't have the strength. Moreover, Uncle Li of Worry-Free City was also a great enemy. When Wang Sheng really didn't care about Uncle Li one day, then it wouldn't make much difference whether there was one more or one less Song Hongde.

Speaking of which, Uncle Li was definitely an old fox. From the time Wang Sheng left Worry-Free City until now, he hadn't revealed any information. Others didn't know that Wang Sheng had offended the most powerful person in Worry-Free City besides the city lord. They all thought that Wang Sheng was still working with Worry-Free City in good faith.

“I should go!” After accompanying Song Yan for almost an hour again, Wang Sheng had to leave, even though he was very reluctant. If he didn't return all night, he didn't know how much of a storm the Duke's mansion would cause in the capital.

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“Mmm!” As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Sheng's lips were sealed by Song Yan's lips again. Song Yan didn't say any more nonsense, directly expressing her feelings with action. Holding Wang Sheng down, Song Yan flipped over and mounted Wang Sheng again, draining Wang Sheng dry before flipping over and getting off, covering herself with the quilt and watching Wang Sheng get up.

Taking out a set of neat clothes from the storage ring and putting them on, Wang Sheng looked at Song Yan, who was leaning against the pillow looking at him, suddenly reached out and hugged Song Yan, forcibly kissing Song Yan despite her struggles, before turning around and leaving downstairs.

Song Shengnan was still sitting downstairs, motionless. Seeing Wang Sheng leisurely walk down, her body struggled, but she was unable to break free from the invisible restraint. It wasn't until Wang Sheng walked out of the small building, heard Wang Sheng leaving the courtyard gate and closing it behind him, that her body suddenly regained its ability to move.

After discovering this, Song Shengnan was shocked. But she didn't dare to rush out and find trouble with Wang Sheng, and hurriedly flew up to the second floor, pushed the door open, and saw her own miss intact, and breathed a sigh of relief. But then, she couldn't laugh anymore, because Song Yan was exposing her fragrant shoulders, covering herself with the quilt in a daze, this posture, obviously…

“Shengnan, I'm fine!” Hearing Song Shengnan's movements, Song Yan also came back to her senses, smiled at Song Shengnan, “We're going to stay here for a few more days, bring the experts outside the city in, and in a few days we'll personally go listen to that concert.”