Chapter 115 Fu Huaian decided to teach her a lesson!

Fu Huaian gently stroked the soft, dark hair on Master's back. Her hot cheek rested against his chest, and she looked up at him slightly.

Fu Huaian lowered his head, gazed into her moist, beautiful eyes, and softly kissed her forehead:

"There's no need for any special requirements for the current Disciples; just let them learn the Cultivation Technique."

Fu Huaian was quite considerate of his Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters.

Pei Qinghuan nodded gently, snuggled closer, resting her head on the pillow beside Fu Huaian, her fair arm encircling his neck:

"Huai'an, what about Questioning Dao Sect?"

Fu Huaian turned his head and gently pecked Master's red lips, pulling her delicate body tighter into his embrace, his voice slightly helpless:

"A few days ago, Nan Yuan sent me a Flying Sword message, telling me not to touch Questioning Dao Sect for now. Grand Elder Song Huiwu of Questioning Dao Sect has been helping Great Yan resist foreign enemies for the past two years, and Nan Yuan is quite conflicted.

She definitely intends to deal with Questioning Dao Sect, but she hasn't decided on the specific approach."

Pei Qinghuan softly hummed in agreement, her fair foot gently hooked the thin blanket, covering them both. She rested Fu Huaian's arm beneath her neck, snuggled closer into his embrace, and whispered when they were intimate:

"Are you planning to go to the Imperial City soon?"

Fu Huaian turned on his side, gently embracing Master's fair body, and nodded slightly:

"You look after the Sect for now. Nan Yuan has almost finished rectifying the border of Nanzhou. Nanhuang has been completely controlled by Yao Qi, and Great Su is already thinking about how to apologize.

However, Nan Yuan hasn't paid attention to Great Su for now. The Flying Sword message a few days ago was to ask me to go to the Imperial City, intending to call Prime Minister Shen and discuss this matter in detail with me."

Pei Qinghuan nodded gently, her eyelashes fluttering as she softly closed her eyes.

Fu Huaian looked at the beautiful face before him, his heart peaceful, and he held her, honestly falling asleep…

…The next day.

"Mistress, Feng Wu, you can find Saintess Xu or Master and have them teach you some simple spells. I need to go to the Capital City soon."

Qin Fengwu frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and looked at Fu Huaian with unconcealed worry in her eyes:

"Huai'an, will something happen again with this departure?"

Shen Jinyu's heart also skipped a beat. Last time in Medicine God Valley, it was just like this, saying he was going to Prince of Nanjin's manor.

But he left and didn't return for two years…

"No, my current Cultivation level is such that neither Great Yan nor the surrounding small countries can do anything to me. There's no need to worry."

Shen Jinyu and Qin Fengwu exchanged glances and nodded gently.

"Huai'an, remember to come back soon."

Qin Fengwu's voice was still gentle.

Shen Jinyu stepped forward and gently embraced Fu Huaian, saying softly:

"When you return, you can bring Your Majesty along. I haven't seen her in a long time either."

Fu Huaian smiled and nodded, his large hand pulling Qin Fengwu, who was beside him, into his embrace as well. After a moment, he released the two and turned his head to look at Xu Qingyao.

Xu Qingyao, who had been observing the whole time, froze slightly when their eyes met, taking two steps back and saying in a delicate voice:

"I don't want a hug."

Fu Huaian rolled his eyes, took out a scroll of Cultivation Technique, and tossed it to her.

Xu Qingyao caught it and looked down to see a Heaven-Grade Cultivation Technique, "Spirit Scripture"!

Her eyes instantly widened, full of disbelief. She immediately hugged the Cultivation Technique to her chest, looked up at Fu Huaian, and tears welled up in her large eyes from emotion:

"Thank you, Sword Crown, you're such a good person!"

Fu Huaian looked at the young girl and said softly:

"You should work hard to Cultivate, lest Feng Wu's Cultivation surpasses yours later…"

Xu Qingyao froze, and worry surfaced amidst her excitement.

Fu Huaian didn't linger. His figure flickered, and he directly left the Sect!

When he had traveled hundreds of miles, he suddenly paused, a frown appearing on his face!

He seemed to have forgotten something!

Elder Lu!

Fu Huaian turned to look back, pondered for a moment, sighed softly, and without turning back, continued straight towards the Capital City of Great Yan!

Such matters were not urgent. He could let her try swordsmanship later…

…Taiyan City!

With a population of several million, divided into Outer City, Inner City, and Imperial City, it covered an extremely vast area!

Fu Huaian didn't go directly to find Ji Nan Yuan. He quietly landed on the Inner City street and walked slowly along the long street, intending to look for those pavilions that sold women's clothing.

That small building in Changyan City, and the woman who pulled out the small piece of fabric, had left a deep impression on Fu Huaian!

He felt that if Changyan City had such indecent clothing, then the grand Capital City surely wouldn't be lacking it, right?

Fu Huaian walked leisurely, his handsome appearance quite captivating, and the slight smile at the corner of his mouth made the Young Misses and Madams passing by on the long street frequently turn their heads!

A quarter of an hour later.

"Xiao He, please invite that Young Master in."

From a carriage slowly moving on the long street, a soft, sweet, and charming female voice emerged.

The green-clad maid accompanying the carriage blinked her eyes and bowed, obeying the command!

She took small, quick steps forward, her delicate and petite body like a fish darting through the crowd, and soon caught up with Fu Huaian, who was walking slowly.

"Young Master, my Madam has something to discuss with you."

Fu Huaian looked at the little maid in front of him, his expression odd, his voice gentle:

"Who is your Madam?"

Xiao He looked up at him slightly, marveling at the Young Master's handsome face, her small face blushing slightly:

"Young Master will know when you see her!"

Fu Huaian didn't expect the Madams in the Capital City to be so unrestrained, wanting to corrupt handsome young men right on the street!

He felt a little displeased and decided to go meet that little Madam to give her a good lecture!

Fu Huaian followed the little maid and in a few steps reached the carriage by the roadside not far away.

Fu Huaian swept his Divine Sense, quite surprised. The coachmen were two stern-faced men, both at the First Grade of Cultivation.

The little Madam inside was even more remarkable; she was actually at the Transcendent Realm!

Fu Huaian directly concealed his Cultivation, acting as a talented but frail Young Master!

"Young Master, please come into the carriage."

Fu Huaian smiled. He had encountered such things before in Yangzhou, where some young Madams had ill intentions towards him!

The more reserved ones would deliberately 'accidentally' meet him on the street, while the bolder ones were incredible, daring to directly come to the Fu family's door to find him!

But at that time, Qin Fengwu, who had him wrapped around her finger, was by his side guarding him, and he also felt that those young Madams were of average beauty, and he wasn't particularly keen on tasting their flavors…

At this moment, Fu Huaian's Divine Sense clearly saw the woman inside the carriage. He didn't hesitate, directly walked up to the carriage, and lifted the curtain.

Fu Huaian felt that such a beautiful and charming woman, who wasn't staying well at home, shouldn't be seducing handsome Young Masters on the street!

Fu Huaian decided to severely educate her!

The curtain opened and then closed. The carriage was quite spacious and brightly lit.

A woman in a red long dress was lying on her side on a soft cushion, a faint smile on her fair, beautiful cheek, and a pair of moist eyes gently scrutinizing Fu Huaian!

Her figure was extremely voluptuous. Due to her lying on her side, that ample bosom seemed ready to burst forth, revealing a hint of the snowy cleavage.

Fu Huaian's gaze was sharp, tracing from her rounded, long legs upwards, finally resting on her eyes.

Her smile was gentle.