©WebNovelPub
Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 238 - 114: Li Yuan Gazes North, Mother and Daughter Meet in the Ghost Realm, Envoy Sent to Beijiang Prefecture
But, she only knows a little about martial artists, how would she know about the Ghost Realm?
Li Yuan didn’t think it meaningless to tell her just because the innkeeper’s wife didn’t know, instead, he suddenly picked her up and gently said: "First accompany the child to sleep, when we have time during the day, I’ll slowly explain it to you.
This matter... it’s a long story.
However, this matter is only known to you and me. Later, Xiaozhao will know too. But we must hide it from others, even Ping’an must not know."
"I understand the discretion, I won’t speak of it, my lord."
Li Yuan held the innkeeper’s wife with one arm around her waist and hips, and the other hooked around her legs, while she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Suddenly, Li Yuan found the innkeeper’s wife seemed more captivating, not only was her figure not damaged by childbirth, but she also gained a charming allure unique to mature women, exuding a tempting aroma like a ripe snow peach...
The martial artist’s vigorous blood, coupled with suppression, stirred a strange impulse in Li Yuan’s heart.
The innkeeper’s wife felt it and let out a gentle cry.
Li Yuan’s breathing became a bit rapid, but he suppressed it and said: "You should first accompany the child."
The innkeeper’s wife softly said: "Shall I call Xiaozhu..."
Xiaozhu is the prettiest among the four maids Meilan Zhujuegos, with fine features, fair and tender skin, petite yet curvaceous, with big and expressive eyes, and in beautiful attire, she is a truly sweet and gentle girl.
Before Li Yuan could speak, the innkeeper’s wife said: "No matter how tumultuous the outside is, life must go on, my lord, do not wrong yourself.
Furthermore, Xiaozhu was originally by my side, though not explicitly stated, she considers herself as a personal maid.
If you, my lord, do not touch her, she would not marry anyone in this life. Besides, she’s lived in the mansion for a long time and knows a lot of secrets, how could she possibly marry outside?"
Li Yuan recalled what Yan Yu had said and replied: "In a few days."
The innkeeper’s wife acknowledged.
Li Yuan carried her back to the room, carefully placed her on the bed, glanced at the sleeping child, and slowly retreated from the room.
Though exhausted, he did not sleep.
He needed to write a letter to Yan Mu.
Yan Mu didn’t have blood gold before, but now he has contact with the Divine Wood Hall, so... he must have a source of blood gold.
Li Yuan wanted to see if there was a way to exchange gold for blood gold.
The exchange rate of gold to blood gold is about ten taels of gold for one tael of blood gold, but this is a "priced without a market" situation because no one would trade.
But since he had a relationship with Yan Mu, it made no sense not to use it.
Even if he loses a bit, using twenty taels of gold for one tael of blood gold would still be acceptable.
He wrote at the desk, not realizing dawn had arrived.
The golden light filtered through the oiled paper window, casting a faint golden hue on the desk and paper.
Li Yuan stared blankly at the words, his mind drifting to Beijiang Prefecture. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Beijiang Prefecture, located north of the Five Counties, only separated by a river on both sides.
If departing from Shanbao County, one could reach it by exiting Antelope Pass and heading north at Long Sleep River Crossing.
Beijiang Prefecture, with thirty-six counties under its jurisdiction, is a large place, incomparable to the remote small county of Shanbao.
However, Li Yuan didn’t intend to go for now because he knew Jiangbei Prefecture is the embodiment of clashes between walking corpses and martial artists, a result of "the Great Zhou Emperor’s change of heart, appointing walking corpse as National Preceptor to counter martial artists".
But why did the walking corpse want to help the Great Zhou Emperor?
How many twists and turns were hidden in this?
Having worked all day and fought all night, consuming much energy, he cast aside his thoughts, undressed, and got into bed.
...
Upon waking, Xiaozhu appeared in his room, her pretty face tinted with a bit of shyness.
Upon inquiry, Li Yuan learned that the innkeeper’s wife had already arranged for Xiaozhu to be his personal maid, tasked with assisting him in dressing and dining, and running errands in the mansion.
Only then did he take a good look at Xiaozhu.
Xiaozhu was about the same height as Lady Yan, her stature only reaching his neck, with a soft and tender appearance, skin white as snow, her lips small and looking sweet, giving the overall impression of being obedient and easy to bully...
This was quite different from the charm and grandeur of Lady Yan and the grace and allure of the innkeeper’s wife, a different style altogether.
Clearly, Xiaozhu already knew what the innkeeper’s wife wanted her to do.
She had been looking forward to it for a long time.
However, without Li Yuan’s permission, she wouldn’t recklessly share his bed.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Li Yuan asked.
He didn’t want to look outside, as emotions and trust require time to develop, and needed trials, he had no time for that.
Moreover, Xiaozhu was indeed quite pretty and cute, and she was indeed a personal maid.
Xiaozhu’s pretty face flushed with two blushes, with an autumn-like wateriness in her eyes, her legs slightly squeezing through her long trousers, her heartbeat seeming like it was about to burst from her throat.
The lord is so capable and so young, she wouldn’t feel aversion even if she pleased him with all her effort and served him diligently, let alone she could already be considered a personal maid, originally could accompany the lord to sleep.
So, she softly said: "Xiaozhu has always belonged to the lord, never needing to make up her mind."
Li Yuan no longer asked in detail, he reached out, allowing Xiaozhu to dress him, then instructed her to bring a fast horse over in an hour.
Meanwhile, he thoughtfully tossed a [Copper Pendant] to ward off curses into a brocade pouch, then went out to the eaves to fetch a birdcage, releasing the bird inside.
Before long, the innkeeper’s wife walked in and softly said: "My lord, let’s talk about Sister Yan."







