Heroic Wife Reborn

Chapter 130: Third Young Master Gu Has to Face a New World Every Morning

Leaving aside the fact that Third Young Master Gu was still a virgin who had yet to experience the joys of copulation, there were some things that men understood by instinct without being taught. Yu Xiaoxiao’s “let’s do it” was completely comprehensive to him in an instantly implicit way. Lil’ Little Gu instantly shot up attentively as Gu Xinglang felt his body turned scorching red. This time, the reason laid in arousal, not embarrassment.

Yu Xiaoxiao planted a mwah kiss on Gu Xinglang’s lips and said, “You can’t do any pistoning right now, so let me take care of the moving.”

Gu Xinglang didn’t know what “piston” or “pistoning” was, so he could only ask, “H-how are you going to move?”

Yu Xiaoxiao sat upright and began to shuffle downwards on Gu Xinglang’s body. Gu Xinglang’s very gaze transformed as he moved to grip Yu Xiaoxiao’s waist, struggling one last time with his dry lips and tongue. “Princess, it’s daytime right now.”

Since childhood, Gu Xinglang had accepted the teachings of avoiding such things during the day. Besides, there was an imperial decree waiting for him. If his father-in-law knew he was copulating with the princess right now instead, he’d slaughter him, wouldn’t he?

No matter the time period, sleepwear was always wide and loose. Yu Xiaoxiao pulled down Gu Xinglang’s pants and asked, “So what if it’s daytime?” To Her Royal Highness, there was no difference doing such things, whether it was day or night.

Seeing his wife began to undo his robes, Third Young Master Gu threw all thought out of the window. All those scholarly ways can go die. No one can stop me from sleeping with my wife!

Yu Xiaoxiao was a little excited as well. Finally, my history as a single dog ends in this lifetime!

Drillmaster Yu was on the cusp of fulfilling one of her lifelong regrets while Third Young Master Gu was ready to stick his spear into the hole and turn into a real man. At this second, Wang momo’s strangled cry sounded outside the bedroom.

“Your Majesty!”

“What in the world are you two doing?!” Xianzong’s furious holler drifted into the room.

At the sound of his voice, Gu Xinglang’s Lil’ Little Gu trembled while halfway into its tunnel. Yu Xiaoxiao stared at him before reaching down to touch it. Dampness met her fingers. T-that’s it? He’s finished? Her Royal Highness was stunned.

“Zhen demands you get out!” Xianzong yelled in rage. I’m already here in person but those two are still XXXing inside? Can’t they give an emperor like me the respect I deserve?!

“I-it’s His Majesty,” Gu Xinglang stammered.

He must have been startled, Yu Xiaoxiao diagnosed as shook her hands dry. Gu Xinglang didn’t dare to meet his wife’s eyes. He wanted to say sorry, but didn’t know if a man was supposed to apologize to his wife for such things.

“I,” Gu Xinglang began, but didn’t know how to finish.

Yu Xiaoxiao leaned down and gave him another peck. “It’s fine, try harder next time.” She had once told her little pals left behind in the apocalypse that you couldn’t pressure a man for matters like this. Many men failed on their first try. Just like fighting zombies, one needed experience to grow skills.

Gu Xinglang’s face was already beet-red. He had unusually long eyelashes that were hard to notice beneath his usual hale and hearty air. Now they draped over his hooded eyes, casting a pair of faint shadows that fluttered against his cheeks. Combined with his flushed face, he gave Yu Xiaoxiao the mistaken impression of a bullied youth.

“Linglong! Gu Xinglang!” Xianzong was already stomping his feet. Do those two want me to charge into the bedroom?!

Gu Xinglang’s body shuddered again. Compared to Her Royal Highness’s fearless ignorance, he still carried a heavy amount of fearful respect towards the emperor.

Yu Xiaoxiao said, “Don’t be afraid, he can’t beat me in a fight. Urk, he can’t beat you, either.”

Gu Xinglang opened his mouth soundlessly. Who’d be so sick of living to beat up the emperor?

Yu Xiaoxiao got off the bed and straightened out her clothes, preparing to “ask after” her fatuous sovereign father. Is there an old man who ruins his daugher like this? What’s going to happen to my “happiness” if he scares Gu Xinglang to the point the man can’t get it up?!

Gu Xinglang saw Yu Xiaoxiao preparing to head out and quickly shouted, “Xiaoxiao, change your clothes!”

“No need,” Yu Xiaoxiao said. Am I supposed to dress up just to see the fatuous emperor? Besides, she didn’t know how without Wang momo around.

Gu Xinglang panicked. “Your clothes got dirty!”

Yu Xiaoxiao finally looked down and saw a copious amount of thick white fluid stuck to her dress. Seems like Gu Xinglang got a good load in that last shot.

Third Young Master Gu had shouted a bit too loud in his agitation, sending the people outside into silence. Xianzong stopped stomping and raging about to turn towards Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Wei. Sandy and Breezy were kneeling nearby, as was Wang momo. He asked, “Did Zhen just hear that? Gu Xinglang was yelling at the princess to change her clothes?”

Wang momo wanted to play dead, but she couldn’t do that in front of the emperor unless she really wanted to die. Like a mosquito, she squeaked, “Yes.”

“What are they doing in there?” Xianzong asked her.

Wang momo shook her head and said with difficulty, “This servant doesn’t know.”

Xianzong stopped moving and began to reflect upon his actions. He realized he should have drank a cup of tea with that old-timer Gu Chen first before coming here. Meanwhile, the rest of the room either kneeled or sat as was appropriate and didn’t say a word. Sometimes they didn’t want to know the truth at all, much less dig into it.

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Yu Xiaoxiao changed into a different dress before thinking twice and helping Gu Xinglang change too. She looked at the flaccid Lil’ Little Gu and said in a worried tone, “It won’t have any problems, right? When you look at me now, can you still–”

“Xiaoxiao,” Gu Xinglang muffled her mouth anxiously. “I’m fine, really!”

Yu Xiaoxiao still stared at it with a concerned expression. Sighing, Gu Xinglang said, “If there’s anything, we can discuss it at night. Xiaoxiao, can you let me put my pants on?”

Yu Xiaoxiao helped him with his pants while remarking, “Why do you think my father came over this early in the morning? To eat breakfast with me?”

Gu Xinglang shook his head because he didn’t know a thing.

Yu Xiaoxiao said, “I didn’t sleep all last night. Little Gu, I don’t want to eat breakfast with him.”

“Hold on a sec,” Gu Xinglang stopped in the middle of pulling up his trousers. “You didn’t sleep at all last night?”

“Mhm,” Yu Xiaoxiao replied. “I went to Safeguard Temple last night where State Preceptor Cheng Guan almost died but I saved his life. Let me tell you, Little Gu, that Wen Fenglin is nothing but a villain with bad designs. We can’t be pals with him. I almost killed him last night, but the State Preceptor kept holding me back. Hmph, I’ll find another chance later.”

Gu Xinglang gaped at his wife as his wits left him. Xianzong always thought he was getting up on the wrong side of the bed these days, but Third Young Master Gu felt like he had to face a brand new world every morning upon waking up!