Chapter 149 My Body Feels a Little Strange

After the initial shock came a sudden realization, and all the long-standing doubts finally fell into place. He had felt somewhat puzzled as to why Grandmother Hu San had given up so easily, especially knowing how crucial the marriage alliance with the Grey Clan was. It turned out she had already found a suitable substitute.

At this thought, Bai Zhi knitted her brows slightly and asked, "Then what happened?"

Liu Ping sneered and said, "I wanted to see Ying Ning face to face and ask her if she was willing. But those people from the Grey Clan actually used a talisman seal to control her, forcing her to declare that it was entirely of her own free will and telling me not to meddle in her affairs..."

"A talisman seal?!" Bai Zhi's face turned pale, and she asked in disbelief, "Sister Ying Ning was actually implanted with a control talisman?"

"Yes." Liu Ping nodded, then asked, "Have you... been implanted with a talisman seal as well?"

Bai Zhi was momentarily stunned. She looked up at her young husband, feeling the gaze filled with anxious concern, and a sweet warmth welled up in her heart. She shook her head and replied, "Grandmother Hu San did not plant a talisman seal on me. Control seals are generally only used to keep unruly servants in check... I never imagined that Sister Ying Ning would be subjected to such a seal. It is simply outrageous."

Hearing Bai Zhi say she had not been implanted with a talisman seal, Liu Ping relaxed somewhat, though not entirely at ease. He said softly, "Take off your clothes."

"Ah?" Bai Zhi blinked, startled. "Take off my clothes?"

"Yes." Liu Ping nodded. Although Bai Zhi claimed she bore no talisman seal, Liu Ping remained slightly uneasy. Not long ago, he had consulted his senior martial sister on the spell for detecting talisman seals. It was rather troublesome and required the subject to be completely stripped of clothing, making the situation inevitably awkward. Fortunately, the person was Bai Zhi, and since this was a matter of utmost importance, it was no time for coy hesitation.

Just as he was about to offer an explanation, Bai Zhi's cheeks flushed slightly as she said, "Alright. But, but now isn't the time for that... Although Bai Zhi would be more than happy, we were just discussing Sister Ying Ning, you know. Is this really appropriate?"

Looking at Bai Zhi's delicate, charming posture, her slightly flushed face, and her knees rubbing continuously together—a posture so seductive—Liu Ping could not help but swallow hard. He shook his head slightly and said, "No, I want to check your body to see if you have been implanted with a talisman seal."

"Oh." Bai Zhi paused, then said with a hint of bashful annoyance, "Little husband, you should make yourself clear. Honestly, you made me get my hopes up for nothing."

Liu Ping was speechless. "Don't just blurt out whatever is on your mind like that."

Bai Zhi replied, "What secrets could I possibly hide in front of my little husband?" With that, she opened her arms wide and stared straight at Liu Ping, looking entirely like a maiden ready to be claimed.

Liu Ping understood her intent. Without further questioning, he took two or three strides over to her and lifted her onto the bed behind them.

He gently removed Bai Zhi's outer garments, releasing a faint, refreshing fragrance like that of light gauze. Leaning against the edge of the bed, Bai Zhi's face grew even more flushed, as if this were not an inspection, but the prelude to intimacy. The atmosphere turned somewhat ambiguous. Each garment removed was accompanied by a soft, delicate gasp of breath. At the same time, his palms inevitably brushed against vast expanses of warm, smooth skin.

This sensation was more than just pleasant; as he undressed her, he could not help but caress her slightly. Such touches caused Bai Zhi's young, slender, and newly blossomed body to grow somewhat feverish.

Soon, Bai Zhi was left in nothing more than a thin, delicate undergarment.

Vast areas of warm, fair skin were exposed to the open air, dazzling the eyes. Her perfect face wore a quiet smile at the corners of her lips, watching Liu Ping with amusement while her cascade of dark hair spilled loose, completely ignored. Her delicate collarbones traced a lovely curve, and her figure