Wang Xiaoqiang continued to delve deeper into the topic, "You don't plan to live alone for the rest of your life, do you?"

Gong Ziyu sighed upon hearing this, "Sigh, in my youth, I was obsessed with cultivation, missing out on the best years of my life. Now, I'm over forty when I turn around. With people aging and losing their charm, even if I wanted to find someone, no one would want me..."

"Ziyu, you're being too harsh on yourself. With your qualities, what kind of man couldn't you find?!", Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Besides, a woman as extraordinary as you is exactly the type we admire and adore..."

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, his eyes were fixed intently on Gong Ziyu's face.

Gong Ziyu's gaze appeared somewhat shy and flustered.

Wang Xiaoqiang, debonair and young yet accomplished, had helped her out during a banquet last time and now had returned with full enthusiasm to assist her again. She thought Wang Xiaoqiang was a good man.

Moreover, deep down, she had a fondness for Wang Xiaoqiang too. However, Wang Xiaoqiang was much younger than her, and she feared he would despise her because of it. She didn't expect Wang Xiaoqiang to indirectly confess.

Her heart pounded like a deer running wild. Feeling a rush of panic since this was, after all, her first love.

Gong Ziyu's shy and flustered appearance was truly like that of a young girl, causing Wang Xiaoqiang to be both surprised and excited.

Her mature and voluptuous figure combined with the shy innocence of a young girl was the most alluring combination, making it hard for Wang Xiaoqiang to resist.

However, before Wang Xiaoqiang could reach the supple part, a woman's voice was heard from outside the door, "Palace Master, the meal is ready. Should I bring it in?"

Both of them were startled, and then Gong Ziyu, slightly flustered, stood up and quickly regained the dignified demeanor of a palace leader, saying, "Yes, serve it here, bring it in!"

"Yes!" A voice responded from outside, and immediately a female disciple led two servant disciples inside, with the servant disciples carrying wine and dishes in their hands.

The female disciple had a humble and obedient look, standing respectfully with her head lowered, not daring to glance at Wang Xiaoqiang. The two servant disciples also carefully placed the wine and dishes on a round table in the room, not daring to make a sound.

After completing these tasks, the three women bowed slightly to Gong Ziyu and then retreated.

When only the two of them were left in the room again, Gong Ziyu transformed from an imposing palace master back into a gentle and charming woman, with a tender smile at Wang Xiaoqiang, "Little Qiang, come, try the delicacies of our Moon Crescent Palace..."

At her words, Wang Xiaoqiang stood up, walked to the round table, and sat down casually. With a glance, he saw six exquisite dishes served on blue-and-white porcelain plates. The wine pot was also made of beautifully crafted porcelain, and though it was still sealed, the fragrance of the wine could already be smelled.

"Come, Little Qiang, let us have a good drink..." Gong Ziyu said as she reached out with her white jade-like hand to pour a cup of wine for Wang Xiaoqiang. The fragrance of the wine spread out, making one feel intoxicated.

Gong Ziyu was also a person who could hold her liquor and started drinking with Wang Xiaoqiang. Wang Xiaoqiang did not use his spiritual power to suppress the effects of the alcohol, thinking that one could lose control when drunk and would not have as much embarrassment and reservation. Perhaps when both were drunk, something more than friendship could happen.

However, Gong Ziyu thought otherwise. She feared losing her composure when drunk. Though she had never been a real woman, she knew what was most precious to a woman, so she kept a part of her mind sober. The result was obvious: Wang Xiaoqiang got drunk. He collapsed onto the round table and fell into a deep sleep.

Gong Ziyu did not call others for help; instead, she personally carried Wang Xiaoqiang to her big bed, took off his shoes, covered him with a thin blanket, and then sat by the bed, quietly watching him sleep.

She had never watched a man sleep like this before, especially in her bed. Watching Wang Xiaoqiang's slightly silly expression while sleeping, a faint smile appeared on her face, feeling very warm and happy.

...

When Wang Xiaoqiang woke up, he found himself lying on a big red bed, which was extremely soft, covered with a thin blanket that gave off a unique woman's fragrance.

Wang Xiaoqiang sniffed and found that the fragrance on the bed was the same as Gong Ziyu's, making him feel a stir in his heart... Hmm, could this be Gong Ziyu's bed?!

Wang Xiaoqiang sat up and looked around the room, finding it tastefully and warmly decorated, obviously a woman's fragrant boudoir.

Looking down, he noticed that he had been resting his head on an embroidered pillow, exquisitely crafted.

Wang Xiaoqiang picked up the pillow and smelled it, detecting a faint fragrance and finding a long hair on it...

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang was sure that this was indeed Gong Ziyu's room, and this was Gong Ziyu's bed, her fragrant boudoir...

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoqiang felt warm and a little excited... Hmm, this woman was unwilling to get drunk, clearly still having some reservation in her heart, afraid of being taken advantage of when drunk. But after seeing him drunk, she let him sleep on her big bed. It was obvious that she liked him...

Hmm, it seems that Gong Ziyu is not a promiscuous woman. Although nearly forty, she is probably still a virgin!

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoqiang became a bit excited, recalling the image of Zhong Ping in his mind, who was more than twenty years older than him but became his. Gong Ziyu was also nearly twenty years older than him. If she was a virgin, then he would be so lucky. The charm of a mature woman goes without saying. If she were also a virgin, it would be even more wonderful!

Wang Xiaoqiang took a few deep breaths to calm his excitement, noticing the dusk outside the window and realizing he had slept for most of the day.

This was not the time for sleeping or playing. He needed to seize every moment to cultivate and enhance his strength to counter Prince Ann.

With this thought, Wang Xiaoqiang mobilized his willpower, summoning the Patterned Beast. The beast, obeying its master's intent, silently crouched at the door to protect him. Wang Xiaoqiang then sat cross-legged on Gong Ziyu's big bed and began his cultivation session. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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