Chapter 248 Rock the Carriage
When she found out that Cheng Jiao let her in, her expression was indescribably strange.

She thought she could only listen and watch today and had no chance to eat, but she didn't expect there would be a chance for a turn of events.

Even though the aftereffects of last night had not yet completely disappeared, Tian Mi was not going to refuse.

Who knows when Cheng Jiao will look for her next time? As for the sequelae, she has already figured it out. As long as she can control the situation well today, nothing will go wrong.

As long as she has enough fun, Cheng Jiao will use that special power to help her continue fighting.

The most important thing is that that kind of power will not disappear immediately, but will remain in the body. As long as it is absorbed and digested, it will improve your cultivation.

The effect was much better than the secret technique of dual cultivation recorded in the farmer's files. At least, just one sexual intercourse could increase her strength by one tenth.

How could she not covet Cheng Jiao?

After all, this world is about strength, not looks.

Tian Mi walked into the car with a look of joy on her pretty fair face.

At first, she was surprised by Mrs. Hu's indecent lying posture, but she was not surprised by the fact that her clothes were completely taken off. It is difficult to be decent in bed with Cheng Jiao. Only those who have sex with her know it.

Isn't it said that Mrs. Hu is elegant and gentle? It seems that she has been severely disciplined by Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao sat cross-legged beside Mrs. Hu with his legs stretched out casually, and didn't say a word when Tian Mi came in.

Mrs. Hu felt a little uncomfortable looking at Tian Mi. She endured the discomfort, put her long legs together, and quietly pulled the thin quilt over her body to cover up her jade-like light as much as possible.

Although it was midsummer, the temperature inside the car was not high.

Four double-layer urns shaped like ice buckets store ice for the winter. The outer urn is the largest and is filled with crushed ice and glued together with water. The inner urn contains some wine and fruit.

Cheng Jiao took out a peach from the inner jar and ate it leisurely. It was slightly inferior to the Lu Yuebai produced in Nanyang, South Korea, probably because there was not enough rain here.

Tian Mi saw that Cheng Jiao had not done anything or said anything since she came in.

After a slight hesitation, he slowly began to take off his clothes.

She needs to take the initiative.

Cheng Jiao ate peaches, kneaded Mrs. Hu, and admired the scenery of Tian Mi.

It’s not that he deliberately ignored Tian Mi, but since Mrs. Hu was here, he couldn’t be too unrestrained.

It would be great if Tian Mi could take the initiative, so he wouldn't need to remind her, which was really worry-free.

Mrs. Hu chewed the peach flesh that Cheng Jiao fed her with his mouth.

It was very sweet and refreshing, and it drove away some of the heat in her body, making her extremely comfortable.

When Tian Mi saw Cheng Jiao and Mrs. Hu being intimate, she was no longer reserved and smiled.

She walked barefoot on the carpet, and except for the leg-loop stockings, she took off all the things that Cheng Jiao disliked as being in the way.

She walked with her round and slender legs to Cheng Jiao who was eating peaches on the low bed with a smile.

Under Cheng Jiao's surprised gaze, Tian Mi squatted beside him like a puppy.

"Master, can you give me a peach to eat?"

Tian Mi stuck out her little tongue and spoke in a coquettish and naive voice, and her charming face made Cheng Jiao want to beat her until she cried.

"Come up and eat."

Cheng Jiao stuffed the peach into Tian Mi's chest, which had ravines.

Tian Mi laughed sweetly, but she didn't care.

Mrs. Hu, who was lying on the other side of Cheng Jiao, glanced sideways from time to time and muttered to herself, "How coquettish."

Cheng Jiao was absolutely right when he called her a witch.

Looking at Tian Mi's good figure, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but compare it with hers. When she found that she was not bad, she felt secretly proud.

But what made her most proud was Cheng Jiao's completely different attitude towards her and Tian Mi.

She tried every trick in the book, even humiliating herself by calling herself a slave, but she only got a few small things from Cheng Jiao, which was nothing compared to the love Cheng Jiao showed her.

Tian Mi knew that she was not as favored by Cheng Jiao as Mrs. Hu was. She knew it from what she saw when she first came in.

If it were her, Cheng Jiao would never let her be so "comfortable".

Tian Mi half-lay on Cheng Jiao's chest and fed Cheng Jiao peaches with her own mouth, just as Cheng Jiao had fed Mrs. Hu just now.

Cheng Jiao narrowed his eyes and enjoyed Tian Mi's service.

If Tian Mi could be like Mrs. Hu Jingwei, who was devoted to him, he would not be so indifferent to Tian Mi and just treat her as a big toy.

After feeding Cheng Jiao the peaches, Tian Mi got off the bed, turned her back to Cheng Jiao, and took out a small bottle of wine from the inner jar.

So sexy~
Cheng Jiao took Mrs. Hu into his arms and silently commented on Tian Mi.

"Sir, have a drink."

Tian Mi chuckled while holding the wine glass.

Cheng Jiao raised his eyebrows. Tian Mi was confused at first, but then she suddenly understood.

Bring the sake in the glass in your hand to your mouth.

Cheng Jiao laughed and kissed Tian Mi's red lips which were soaked with wine.

The wine, which was not even considered good wine, becomes sweet and refreshing after being nourished by the beauty.

Mrs. Hu turned her head slightly away, not wanting to look at the scene where Cheng Jiao and Tian Mi were making love and singing softly.

Unfortunately, they were on the same small bed, and even if she didn't want to listen or watch, the war soon affected her.

Mrs. Hu was almost leaning against the side of the carriage, but from time to time Cheng Jiao would take a break from his busy schedule and pull her over to play with him.

She somewhat regretted why she had sought temporary comfort and asked Cheng Jiao to call Tian Mi in.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Tian Mi didn't care what Mrs. Hu thought. This was a rare opportunity and she had to fight hard.

……

Then I can ask Cheng Jiao for that special power.

Mrs. Hu was frightened by Tian Mi's madness and cruelty, and thought to herself, is it necessary to fight to such a risk?
Even if you have the spiritual power given by Cheng Jiao to relieve pain and fatigue, something bad will happen if you continue playing like this.

Cheng Jiao told her that with her current physical condition, he could only help her two or three times at most. If he helped her more than that, there would be considerable risks. That was why she asked Cheng Jiao to call Tian Mi in.

Cheng Jiao had not originally planned to have an intense fight with Tian Mi. After all, he had just spent the whole day with Tian Mi yesterday. What kinds of positions had they not tried?

He was ready to pack up and go home after losing, but he didn't expect Tian Mi to be so enthusiastic, as if she would not give up until she defeated him and avenged yesterday's revenge.

Cheng Jiao couldn't help but become more motivated and had a real fight with Tian Mi.

Cheng Jiao pressed Tian Mi against Mrs. Hu's thigh and continued to attack her, trying to resist Tian Mi again.

This made Mrs. Hu shrink her body and quietly move her thigh away.

Unexpectedly, Tian Mi, who was under pressure from Cheng Jiao, was still conscious and actually grabbed her hand.

Tian Mi took advantage of the gap.

He said with difficulty: "Sir, Madam Hu, don't forget Madam Hu!"

Tian Mi can only endure it once more to avoid any major sequelae.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Mrs. Hu, whose face was gentle and whose brows were not frowned but full of worry. He simply pulled Mrs. Hu, who had been watching the show for a long time, over to help him share some of the firepower.

When Mrs. Hu heard what Tian Mi said, her eyes widened.

I thought to myself, weren’t you quite capable just now?

Before Mrs. Hu could figure out what was going on, she was pulled over by Cheng Jiao.

Under Tian Mi's "giggle" laughter, Mrs. Hu was so embarrassed that she bent her waist very low, covering her red and hot face with her hands, and her hair scattered around her, covering up her charm at the moment.

Tian Mi didn’t feel proud for long...

Like Mrs. Hu, with her head on the bed.

Cheng Jiao was extremely arrogant.

The huge carriage began to shake as Cheng Jiao pulled it with all his might, causing the three horses outside the carriage to snort a few times.

These horses were very well trained and would not move around unless someone urged them to do so. However, they were not so quiet in the carriage.

Tian Mi took the opportunity to roll over on the bed and leaned against Cheng Jiao's back.

If you want to help Cheng Jiao, you have to eliminate Mrs. Hu first.

……

At this moment, Cheng Jiao seemed to have received some signal.

Fortunately, the carriage was large and sturdy enough, and it only shook slightly.

If it were smaller, at this moment, three people would make a tiger and would have shaken the carriage, and even if it was more violent, it is not impossible that the carriage would have cracked.

When Cheng Jiao was teaching Tian Mi and Mrs. Hu a lesson.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Niangrong, who had been knocked unconscious by an old servant, slowly woke up.

After being in a daze for a while, I slowly recalled what happened last night.

She pressed one hand on her temple, endured the headache, and frowned.

Wasn't she captured by a man in black?
How could he appear in his own boudoir?

Could it be that Meng Niang saved her?

Or did Cheng Jiao help Meng Niang save her?
Where is Meng Niang?
All of a sudden, countless questions popped up in Lu Niangrong's mind, making her headache even worse.

Getting up from the bed with difficulty, Lu Niangrong prepared to go out and find Meng Niang to ask for clarification.

As soon as the door was opened, two maids immediately bowed to Lu Niangrong.

"Miss."

Lu Niangrong shook her head gently, trying to make herself more awake.

"Have you seen Meng Niang?"

"No."

"Oh, I'll go look for it."

When the two maids saw Lu Niangrong was about to leave, they hurried to follow her.

Lu Niangrong, who had just taken two steps, stopped.

"You don't have to follow me. I'll go by myself."

Lu Niangrong said patiently.

Thanks to Lu Buwei's teaching, she did not have many of the bad habits of other noble ladies, and treated the servants in the mansion quite well.

"This...Miss, the housekeeper told us to follow her closely."

Lu Niangrong was already having a headache, and when she saw these two girls coming up with her, she immediately got furious.

"Didn't you hear me? Don't follow me!"

After saying that, Lu Niangrong turned around and left angrily.

She also recalled that she had played a prank on Cheng Jiao last night and ended up getting badly beaten.

And with Cheng Jiao's kung fu, she could see the shock on Meng Niang's face, as well as the killer who ambushed Cheng Jiao but died in the blink of an eye.

It made her feel like a clown, and she was also angry at the peddlers selling information in Xianyang. Wasn't it said that they were as skilled as Cheng Jiao in kung fu?
Ok?
Lu Niangrong turned around with a gloomy face, looking dimly at the maid who was still following her.

"Do you want me to say it again?"

There are many rules in the Xiangguo Mansion, and the strictest one is to listen to the master.

Even though she was just a young mistress, she had the power to decide the life and death of these two maids.

The two maids were so anxious that they wanted to cry, "Miss, the butler told us to follow you. If we don't, we will die..."

At the end of her speech, the maid's voice trembled.

Lu Niangrong frowned and asked, "Why? The old man is so kind, why would he let you die?"

A light cough was heard and Lu Niangrong looked up.

"Old man?"

The old slave waved his hand and asked the maid to leave.

After the two maids turned around and left, they breathed a sigh of relief. The old servant was kind only to the young ladies, but he was extremely strict to them, the slaves.

"Miss, you are still feeling unwell. The Marquis has asked you to rest in the mansion for the next few days."

Lu Niangrong was about to say it was no problem, but her eyes moved down to the old slave's arm.

She fixed her eyes, took a breath, opened her mouth slightly, and pointed at the old slave's empty sleeves with her little hand, which was trembling slightly.

"Uncle, your arm... is broken?"

The old slave secretly cried out inwardly, "Oh no, I was too careless."

"Alas, I was bitten by a poisonous snake and had to have my limb amputated."

Lu Niangrong had a complicated look in her eyes and bit her lips tightly.

"So, the man in black last night was you?"

The old slave paused for a moment and thought to himself that he was in trouble.

"Miss, listen to me..."

Before the old servant could finish his words, Lu Niangrong passed by Old Lu and trotted straight to Lu Buwei's study.

She had too many questions that she wanted to clarify.

Whether it is Meng Niang or Cheng Jiao.

The old slave couldn't help but smile bitterly on his wrinkled face.

The master asked him to keep it a secret from Lu Niangrong, but Lu Niangrong saw through the flaw at one glance, and it was a flaw that was difficult for him to hide.

He murmured, "Miss, you are really smart, but unfortunately..."

Lü Buwei was reading the first draft of "Lüshi Chunqiu" compiled by his followers when he saw someone suddenly breaking in. He was startled and subconsciously prepared to use the mechanical device in the study.

Only when he saw it was Niangrong did he let out a breath.

Ever since he learned from the old servant last night that Cheng Jiao might be a celestial being, he has become extremely sensitive.

He had already instructed the old servants to strengthen the security in the mansion overnight, and to set up various powerful mechanical devices in the places where he often stayed, including those of Gongshujia and Mojia Xianglishi.

Even so, Lu Buwei was unsure. He had never seen the true strength of the celestial being, but according to what he had read in the classics, one man could build an army and one man could build a country, which could explain a lot.

The only good news is that the celestial being doesn't seem to be as strong as rumored.

According to the old slave's feeling, Cheng Jiao has already surpassed the top masters, but without a qualitative gap, even a celestial being would find it difficult to defeat thousands of troops.

Lu Buwei put down the letter, and in just a short moment, there were sweat stains on the letter.

"Niang Rong, why are you here instead of taking a good rest?"

Lu Niangrong took a deep breath.

"Dad, did the old man go out last night?"

As soon as Lu Niangrong opened her mouth, Lu Buwei knew that he could not hide the truth from her.

He also knew that it would be difficult to hide it from his intelligent daughter.

He can't possibly act out a scene where his daughter is kidnapped and then rescued by him, right?
Especially since the old slave had a broken arm.

Lu Buwei sighed and said, "That's right, I went out last night. It was my order."

Lu Niangrong's heart sank, and she trembled a little. She asked excitedly, "Why? Aren't you the prime minister of Qin? How could you assassinate Cheng Jiao?"

She didn't want to seek justice for Cheng Jiao.

The consequences of this matter being exposed are indeed something that even a girl like her who is not good at studying can imagine what the consequences will be.

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