Chapter 530: The King Is in Trouble

Zu An was still somewhat uneasy. Noticing the opulent surroundings and the faint figures seemingly guarding outside the door, he first re-covered Pei Mianman with the quilt. Then he called out, "Someone!"

Just then, the door creaked open, and a young woman dressed as a maid slowly entered.

The maid was quite pretty; in his previous life, she would have been considered at least a class or grade beauty.

However, having grown accustomed to the peerless beauty of Pei Mianman, Zu An's aesthetic standards had significantly risen, making it difficult for ordinary looks to stir his heart.

But her attire was quite eye-catching. She wore very little clothing, seemingly just a bra and a miniskirt that barely covered her vital areas. This revealed the young woman's fair and slender waist, along with a pair of well-proportioned, tender white legs, showcasing her youthful vigor to the fullest.

After a moment of surprise, Zu An realized that in ancient times, resources were scarce and textile production undeveloped, so people generally wore less clothing. This girl was not intentionally dressed provocatively.

He couldn't help but secretly lament, "Ancient men truly had it good."

As he was lost in thought, the maid bowed and asked, "What are your commands, Great King?"

"Great King?" Zu An was startled. Pei Mianman, beside him, also widened her eyes, clearly not expecting such a development.

"What dynasty is this?" Zu An hurriedly asked.

"Dynasty?" The maid looked confused, clearly not understanding the term.

"Uh, I mean, what kind of country are we in?" Zu An quickly clarified.

The maid now understood: "We are the State of Shang. Great King, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking such strange questions?"

Zu An's heart skipped a beat, fearing she might notice something amiss. But then he thought, since he was the Great King, why worry? In the Shang Dynasty, people could be sacrificed like livestock at any time.

So, he sternly grunted, "Is this King asking you, or are you asking this King?"

Sensing his "anger," the maid immediately dropped to her knees, trembling all over. "Please spare me, Great King, please spare me!"

Seeing her terrified expression, Zu An could sense the horrific punishments of the Shang Dynasty.

He felt a twinge of reluctance scaring a young girl like that, but remembering his objective, he hardened his heart for the moment: "State my name, and your life will be spared."

The maid quickly kowtowed in apology: "Please spare me, Great King, this servant dares not speak your revered name."

Zu An scoffed, "If I tell you to speak it, then speak it. If not, I'll have you dragged away and minced."

The maid's face paled drastically, clearly aware of how gruesome the 'hai' punishment was. She quickly said, "You are Wu Ding, the greatest emperor since ancient times, you are..."

As if inspired, she immediately launched into a stream of flattering praises.

"Wu Ding?" Zu An's expression subtly changed. He recalled documentaries he had seen in his previous life, and Mi Li's explanations when they passed the murals earlier. A lot of information about Wu Ding flashed through his mind.

He had come for a trial, so how had he suddenly become Wu Ding, the restorer of the Shang Dynasty?

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He pointed to Pei Mianman beside him and asked, "What about her? Who is she?"

The maid's expression was strange, thinking, *You don't even recognize her? Are you truly possessed?*

However, after what had just happened, she dared not show any hint of this thought and quickly replied, "She is your Queen, Lady Fu Hao."

"Fu Hao?" This time, Zu An was even more surprised than when he learned he was Wu Ding. Fu Hao was China's first recorded female general, as well as a queen and a high priestess, making her life exceptionally legendary due to her various identities.

Pei Mianman was also greatly surprised. Although she wasn't familiar with Shang Dynasty history, she had learned some information about Fu Hao from Ya Chang earlier, knowing she was a remarkable heroine. Moreover, the bronze artifact at the entrance of their trial was the Fu Hao Owl Zun.

Seeing the maid trembling on her knees, Zu An, who had traveled from a civilized world, felt a twinge of pity. So he asked her a few more questions and then allowed her to leave.

He also specifically offered her a few comforting words, gradually calming her frightened mind.

"This servant won't disturb the Great King and Queen any further." The maid, as if granted a great pardon, hurriedly closed the door and withdrew.

Pei Mianman looked worried. "Ah Zu, this trial is truly bizarre. We have no idea what it's meant to test."

Zu An nodded and mused, "So far, only one thing is clear."

"What?" Pei Mianman quickly asked.

Zu An looked at her with a hint of a smile. "That is, in this world, we are now legitimate husband and wife, so we should do what a husband and wife do."

Pei Mianman playfully chided him. She had expected him to say something serious, given his grave expression, but instead, he brought this up.

However, understanding their current circumstances, her previous apprehension had diminished significantly. Coupled with their mutual affection and rising emotions from their physical closeness, she was already more than willing.

Seeing this, Zu An pressed closer again, resuming their unfinished business.

"But what if this stage is a test of lust?" Pei Mianman still worried.

Zu An shook his head. "No, Wu Ding and Fu Hao were a normal couple, deeply devoted throughout their lives, and had several children. So, we're simply going with the flow."

"How do you know all this so clearly?" Pei Mianman was curious. She had never heard of the Shang Dynasty, Wu Ding, or anything similar.

Zu An smiled faintly, pointing to his head. "This is the world I saw in my dreams."

Pei Mianman blinked, unable to help but exclaim, "I never imagined the world in your dreams would be so similar to these secret realms. Sometimes I even wonder if you're a child of the Heavenly Dao."

Zu An chuckled. "Perfect then! Let's get intimate so you can experience the laws of the Heavenly Dao. Maybe your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds."

"Pah, you really think highly of yourself," Pei Mianman spat, blushing. But she immediately froze. She recalled that Chu Chuyan's cultivation had been similar to hers—or even lower, with her own hidden cultivation being higher—yet after coming out of the Yaoguang Secret Realm, Chu Chuyan's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. When she saw her again, Chu Chuyan was already at Seventh Rank. Could it truly be due to this guy's "nurturing" influence?

However, her thoughts soon became muddled, and she gradually lost herself in his masterful caresses.

"Where did this guy learn such skills for seducing a lady...?" A hazy thought flickered through Pei Mianman's mind as she instinctively wrapped her arms around the man on top of her.

After a moment, she sensed her lover's hesitation and tenderness. She smiled sweetly, "Ah Zu, it's fine. My entire body is already slick with arousal from your touch."

"What a temptress..." Zu An sighed. Pei Mianman and Chu Chuyan clearly had different styles. Chu Chuyan was cool and ethereal, like a block of ice, while Pei Mianman was fiery and passionate, actively initiating once she acknowledged a relationship.

Faced with the young woman's gentle, watery invitation, Zu An could no longer hold back and pounced.

Even the sharpest, most peerless sword would have its edge slowly sheathed, inch by inch.

Pei Mianman's expression was a mix of pain and sweetness. She took a deep breath, tightly embraced her lover, and only much later did she fully recover her breath.

Her face flushed with passion, and her eyes were moist. "Chu Chuyan is truly pitiful."

Zu An: "???"

Pei Mianman bit her lip. "She has to be 'tormented' by you like this every day."

Zu An leaned into her ear. "And you?"

A mysterious smile flickered across Pei Mianman's face. "My body isn't as delicate and slender as Chu Chuyan's. This kind of 'torment'… I really like it..."

Such flirtatious words were more potent than any aphrodisiac. Soon, the bed became a tempestuous sea of passion, and the room echoed with the painful creaking of bedsprings, as if the bed would fall apart at any moment.

Outside the door, the guarding maid stuck out her tongue and muttered to herself, "The Great King and Queen truly have a good relationship..."

"And the Great King's stamina is... very good..."

...

After an unknown amount of time, urgent footsteps suddenly approached the door. "Great King, Great King, something's wrong!"