Having children earns benefit, start competing for dominance in the world by marrying a wife-Chapter 523 - 306 Heavenly Dao Rewards the Diligent_1

Unlike Wang Qingci, when Wang Qingci flirted with Lu Chen, she was very direct, either showing off her figure or being handsy with Lu Chen.

But Murong Xue'er was different, she appeared much more reserved, and coupled with her scholarly aura, her whole image was that of an unmarried talented woman.

Moreover, Murong Xue'er did not seduce Lu Chen outright, but rather, she enticed him through certain movements, that kind of push-and-pull feeling was indeed what fascinated men the most.

After grinding the ink for a while, Murong Xue'er straightened up and turned to look at Lu Chen, "Prince, the ink is ready. Please bestow your writing."

Lu Chen then approached the writing desk, took the brush handed to him by Murong Xue'er, and wrote the words "Heavenly Dao rewards the diligent" on the white paper in a shaky, slanted fashion.

Seeing these four characters, Murong Xue'er was taken aback, she hadn't expected Lu Chen's handwriting to be so ugly.

If she remembered correctly, when she had been signing the trade agreement with the North Country, the name Lu Chen had written on the trade papers hadn't been this ugly.

Ugly as it was, Murong Xue'er definitely wouldn't say so directly. She smiled and said, "The Prince's writing is truly unique."

Lu Chen chuckled, then turned to Murong Xue'er and said, "You're trying to say my writing is really ugly, aren't you?"

Murong Xue'er immediately replied, "The Prince is overthinking it; in my eyes, the writing of the Prince is indeed quite distinctive."

Lu Chen turned to look at the four characters he'd written on the table, then ran his hand over the paper and said, "This paper must be made by the North Prince Mansion, isn't it? It's somewhat too rough. When I write on rough paper, the characters don't turn out very well."

Murong Xue'er thought Lu Chen was worried about his face. "It's my fault; the next time I ask for writing from the Prince, I will prepare paper smoother than the Prince's Mansion's xuan paper."

Lu Chen said, "You have misunderstood my meaning. There is little paper in this world that is absolutely smooth. When I say smooth, I mean as smooth as a lady's skin. I rather enjoy writing on a woman's body, for then, the characters I write appear far more beautiful."

Hearing Lu Chen's words, Murong Xue'er was momentarily stunned.

She hadn't thought she had yet to begin her charm offensive when Lu Chen had already started hinting at her.

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Xue'er eventually said, "I would love to see what the Prince's most beautiful characters look like. May I?"

With that, Murong Xue'er's gaze fixed on Lu Chen.

Hearing this, Lu Chen said with a smile, "Then you'll have to find a lady with smooth skin."

Murong Xue'er asked with a smile, "I wonder if I could be suitable?"

Lu Chen gave Murong Xue'er a once-over and then said, "I'm afraid that might not be very appropriate, what if it ruins Miss Murong's reputation?"

Murong Xue'er said with a smile, "I didn't expect the Prince to be so considerate, but you should have heard about my affairs. In the eyes of many, I am a promiscuous woman who likes to keep male pets. Even if such a thing were to spread, others wouldn't find it strange."

"But on the other hand, if this were to leak, might it not affect Your Highness's reputation?"

At this, Murong Xue'er spoke in a provocative tone, "Is the Prince afraid to write on my body because he fears for his reputation?"

"If that's the case, then I won't trouble the Prince any further."

Lu Chen chuckled to himself, this woman, she really knows how to play her cards, employing the provocative approach, eh?

Then Lu Chen said, "Alright, since Miss Murong is not afraid, then I shall willingly comply."

With that, Lu Chen picked up the brush again and then said to Murong Xue'er, "Miss Murong, please take a seat and lift your skirt to reveal your lower leg."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xue'er unhesitatingly sat down on a wooden chair in the room, took off her white embroidered shoes, then revealed her delicate feet, and slowly lifted up her white dress to expose her fair and smooth lower leg.

This single movement alone would have been enough to make most men lose control and pin Murong Xue'er down, if they did not possess the kind of immense willpower Lu Chen had.

It had to be said, Murong Xue'er's grasp of the small details was impeccable; Lu Chen could now hardly tell whether it was intentional on her part or if it was simply in her nature to behave so.

After Murong Xue'er exposed her white, smooth left lower leg, she brushed the hair beside her ear and looked at Lu Chen, saying, "Prince, it's ready, you can begin writing."

Lu Chen forced himself to calm down, then said, "Miss Murong, forgive me."

Once he finished speaking, Lu Chen was ready to write on Murong Xue'er's leg, but her leg was bent. He then got a stool and placed it in front of her.

"Miss Murong, please raise your leg."

Murong Xue'er said, "Prince, I'm not sure how to position it. Why don't you arrange my leg yourself? That way you can write more comfortably."

Lu Chen laughed to himself; if it weren't for the fact that he could see Murong Xue'er's identity and personal information through his system, he might have really believed she was accustomed to keeping a multitude of male pets.

Subsequently, Lu Chen did not hesitate. He reached out his hand, took hold of Murong Xue'er's delicate ankle, lifted her leg, and placed it on the stool so her left leg lay straight.

Murong Xue'er's feet were extremely delicate and smooth, like polished white jade.

Of course, this did not excite Lu Chen. He had seen it all before, and while Murong Xue'er's body was indeed attractive to him, he spent his days among his beauties and had great self-control.

Lu Chen then lifted his brush and began to write on Murong Xue'er's leg.

When the tip of the brush touched Murong Xue'er's leg, she suddenly felt an odd sensation and could not help but let out a soft moan.

Upon hearing this voice, Lu Chen immediately stopped his writing and asked with concern, "What's the matter?"

Murong Xue'er then said, "It's nothing, Prince, please feel free to proceed."

Hearing this, Lu Chen continued writing.

Murong Xue'er suddenly felt a tickling and numbing sensation spread from her leg, which was very peculiar.

Fortunately, Lu Chen only wrote for a short while and did not persist for too long.

After a while, Lu Chen stopped writing, and Murong Xue'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, as the previous sensation had been far too tormenting.

She looked down at her leg and saw that Lu Chen had still written the four characters for "Heavenly Dao rewards the diligent."

What surprised Murong Xue'er was that Lu Chen's earlier words were true; the characters he wrote this time were very neat and attractive. Even though her leg was rounded and not flat, this did not affect the quality of Lu Chen's handwriting.

Murong Xue'er then started to wonder if the North Prince had been setting her up all along.

Could it be that the North Prince had deliberately written the characters all crooked on the paper, then used it as an excuse to write on her body?

At that moment, Lu Chen smiled at Murong Xue'er and asked, "Miss Murong, what do you think of the characters I wrote this time?"

Murong Xue'er replied with a smile, "I didn't expect that what the Prince said would actually be true. I underestimated you."

Lu Chen sighed softly and said, "It's a pity that I was only writing on the calf. There isn't much flesh there, and it's not flat enough, which is why the characters are still somewhat crooked."

Hearing this, Murong Xue'er seemed to understand something. She continued to lift her skirts further up, saying as she did so, "Prince, there's more flesh on my thigh. How about writing the characters there? What do you think?"

Lu Chen pretended to be startled for a moment before replying, "Wouldn't that be a bit improper?"

Murong Xue'er responded, "I, a woman, don't mind. Would the Prince actually mind?"

In the midst of their conversation, Murong Xue'er lifted her skirts up to the root of her thighs, presenting her long, luminous legs right in front of Lu Chen.

Lu Chen thought to himself that this woman really meant business, then he said, "Well then, I shall continue writing."

After a pause, he asked, "But what should I write this time? Should I write 'Heavenly Dao rewards the diligent' again?"

Murong Xue'er said, "The Prince may write as he pleases."

Lu Chen asked, "What characters would Miss Murong like to see?"

Murong Xue'er responded, "Whatever the Prince wishes is fine by me; please don't concern yourself with my preference."

Since Murong Xue'er had said this, Lu Chen didn't hold back. He immediately picked up the brush and began to write.

As soon as Lu Chen's brush touched her skin, Murong Xue'er experienced that previous sensation, only this time it was even more intense. Given that the thigh is riddled with sensitive nerves, the brush's contact sent the sensation straight to her brain, making it hard for Murong Xue'er to control the restlessness in her heart.

Thankfully, Lu Chen only wrote four characters this time as well, but the act of writing these four characters made Murong Xue'er feel as if time was dragging on endlessly.

Once Lu Chen finished writing, he glanced at Murong Xue'er and noticed a hint of red on her cool face. With a slight smile, as someone who had interacted with many women, he obviously knew what was affecting Murong Xue'er.

While writing, he had deliberately infused a bit of Spiritual Power into the brush's tip, which when in contact with Murong Xue'er's leg, would stimulate her sensitive nerves even more.

Lu Chen then asked with concern, "Miss Murong, are you alright?"

Murong Xue'er said, "I'm fine."

Lu Chen said, "Really? Your face is quite red."

Murong Xue'er replied, "There's no need for the Prince to worry, I'm fine. It may be due to the room being a bit warm."

Lu Chen stated, "As long as you are alright."

"Miss Murong, take a look at the characters I wrote this time."

Hearing this, Murong Xue'er looked down slightly at the four characters on her thigh.

Looking at these four characters, she felt something odd about them.

While Lu Chen's handwriting was becoming more attractive, what did the characters for "The Great Way of Life" mean?

Murong Xue'er did not ask further; she simply praised, "The Prince's handwriting is becoming more and more attractive."

Lu Chen responded with a laugh, "Writing on the leg is still not flat enough; if I could write on an even flatter surface, I believe the characters I craft would be even better."

Hearing Lu Chen's words, Murong Xue'er covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter clear and melodious like the chirping of a bird. novelbuddy.cσ๓

After laughing for a while, Murong Xue'er looked into Lu Chen's fervent eyes, her own gaze brimming with mirth, and teased, "Surely the Prince doesn't expect me to take off my clothes now, does he?"