Chapter 740 - 511: Zhang Qingmiao’s Intricate Tricks

That night, Zheng Yi spent time with three ladies.

"Absorb the Pure Yin Qi, lifespan increases by fifty."

"Absorb the Pure Yin Qi, lifespan increases by seventy-two."

"Absorb the Pure Silver Qi, lifespan increases by thirty-one."

"Absorb the Pure Yin Qi, Innate Yang Qi!"

...

Learnt that the lady was pregnant again.

For a moment, Zheng Yi was confused and a bit at a loss, as he looked at the three ladies under the crimson bedspread, his heart filled with joy.

Days later, the steward hurriedly came to tell Zheng Yi: "Master, the first lady is pregnant!"

Zheng Yi actually knew this long ago, but the servants in the mansion regarded as a great joy, a double happiness, full of celebration.

Some are happy, some are worried.

In Tingxiang Garden, Zhang Qingmiao, daughter of Master Zhang, frowned.

She had been married into the mansion for half a year, and Zheng Yi’s favor towards her was not considered scarce among the few ladies.

Yet, during this half-year.

Her belly showed no sign of movement.

Before she could be patient, but now that Zheng Yi became the Third Elder of the family.

Her parental heart grew increasingly anxious.

She firmly believed that a child with Zheng Yi would surely have a Spirit Root, but the later the child comes, the less time there would be for future growth and less possibility for inheriting the family estate.

"Tonight, you definitely need to bring the master over, understand?"

Zhang Qingmiao instructed the accompanying maid beside her.

The accompanying maid resolutely nodded.

Meanwhile.

Recently married with a Mid-grade Spirit Root and strength reaching the Eighth-layer Qi Refining, Wang Manman, with a rosy complexion and bright eyes.

She had just entered the mansion less than a month ago, didn’t focus entirely on matters between men and women, at the moment holding a Spirit Pill, absorbing the Spiritual Qi that hovered around the elixir, about to breakthrough to Ninth-layer Qi Cultivation.

"Could my husband’s special Spirit Body really be that powerful?"

My husband’s cultivation actually matched mine."

Wang Manman murmured to herself.

She knew in her heart.

Her husband Zheng Yi surely harbored even more astonishing secrets, and this very secret was why the Wang Family, from ancestors to several elders, admired him becoming the Third Elder.

She believed this secret was a good thing for herself, hence she hadn’t intended to uncover it thoroughly.

At this, the personal maid beside the fifth lady came to deliver a message: "The fourth lady sent someone to ask if the master could come to her place tonight first.

The fourth lady’s belly has shown no movement, and she wishes the fifth lady could make it convenient."

Usually, the relationship among the ladies was amicable, this kind of request had happened before, but it was still necessary to notify in advance, otherwise it’s impolite and could easily disrupt the harmonious atmosphere they maintained among themselves.

Wang Manman smiled slightly upon hearing the personal maid say this.

The daughter of Master Zhang, Zhang Qingmiao, was merely a Low-grade Spirit Root, even after supplementing, it’s just a fake Mid-grade Spirit Root, nowhere near as formidable as her own husband.

After a brief discussion.

She agreed, telling the maid: "Go and tell the master, tonight I’m not feeling well, cannot attend to him."

The maid dared not defy Wang Manman’s decision.

With Wang Manman’s Eighth-layer Qi Cultivation strength evident, decisive as always, her maids have always been obedient, without much room for negotiation.

...

"This time, I owe Fifth Lady a favor."

In Tingxiang Hall, Zhang Qingmiao said softly, yet felt quite satisfied inside.

Among the few women, there’s no scheming, no rivalry, which is already quite good, what more could one ask for?

That night, Zheng Yi waved his hand. The steward respectfully approached, holding a table, with five badges on it, representing his five wives.

Following a daily routine would inevitably become dull, akin to a robot.

Now mixing the badges for drawing added a bit of excitement, Zheng Yi felt a sense of anticipation, thinking this kind of marital life could be more harmonious.

Not only was it an interesting matter for Zheng Yi, but also felt novel to Wang Qing and the other ladies.

Zheng Yi flipped his hand, surprisingly, it was the badge of fourth lady Zhang Qingmiao.

"It’s indeed time to visit her, need to provide Zhang Family an explanation."

Zheng Yi smiled casually.

The steward detected the meaning in Zheng Yi’s words and hurriedly dashed away, letting the servants in Tingxiang Hall prepare well, so when the master arrived, the lady wouldn’t fall asleep prematurely, inadvertently ruining the master’s mood, disrupting the affection between the master and lady, which were matters meant for the servants to concern themselves with.

"Lady, the master has arrived."

In the deep quiet of the night, the plump maid stood by the door, seeing Zheng Yi approaching, twisting her body, ran before Zhang Qingmiao said.

Zhang Qingmiao chuckled and nodded, the crisp, laughter resonated, the plump maid understood and dispatched the surrounding maids.

The room burned with musk, the delicate fragrance lingering around the nostrils.

Zheng Yi entered the chamber, merely to find Zhang Qingmiao’s attire today vastly different from usual, unwittingly showing a hint of surprise on his face.

Zhang Qingmiao dressed in a thin cicada-wing-like pink bellyband, draped only in a layer of translucent pink gauze, tailored garments beneath elegantly outlined her raised buttocks, half of the calf exposed.

Golden lotus feet bare, step by step slowly walking towards Zheng Yi, the garment in her hand lightly brushed against Zheng Yi’s cheek, carrying a woman’s scent.

Zheng Yi, adapting to the scene before him, closed his eyes, played a game in the small room: "Lady, the lord has arrived."

"Oh, got you."

With a burst of joy.

That night.

"Absorb the Pure Yin Qi, lifespan increases by fifty."