[Fantasy] The Rogue Landlord (Complete) - Part 6

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Chapter 3 ◆ The Little Witch's Sexy Master

Xu Ping, seeing Liu Dong's fearful yet ignorant expression, snorted and said, "You only violated the rules, but the negative impact is significant. To put it bluntly, the trivial matters you discuss when you're bored could become intelligence for others. Although it may seem unintentional, it's not a small matter. If a war breaks out, you'll cause them to lose the initiative. Don't you think so?"

This accusation was quite severe, and Liu Dong's forehead was covered in cold sweat. If he were to be punished for treason, it wouldn't just be a matter of confiscating his property, but the extermination of his entire family.

Liu Dong quickly kowtowed, pleading with snot and tears streaming down his face, "Your Highness, I truly didn't know there would be such consequences. I've always honestly conducted business across snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and I've never been close to those bandits. Please investigate thoroughly..."

Although Xu Ping had terrified him, he knew his reasoning was somewhat far-fetched. However, these merchants were an important source of intelligence, and it would be a waste not to utilize them properly. These days, nothing is good. He can only speak for the royal family. Once a label of "a scourge of the country" is slapped on him, he has no room for rebuttal.

"Your Highness, please investigate..."

Liu Dong cried pitifully, his face dark, his breathing rapid, his eyes wide as bull's, as if any movement would kill him.

Xu Ping, truly afraid of frightening him to death, quickly comforted him, "Of course, these are all possible scenarios. I'm just giving you a warning."

Liu Dong breathed a slight sigh of relief, though still lingering fear.

Xu Ping smiled enticingly, "Aren't you envious of Yu Qing?"

"Who wouldn't want to do business openly and honestly! Although the profits might be less, at least you wouldn't have to live in constant fear."

Liu Dong nodded eagerly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhang Qinghe chuckled wickedly and secretly nudged Yu Qing, who was overjoyed. With this, the position of president of the Guangdong Chamber of Commerce was his for the taking, and he could bring glory to his ancestors when he returned home.

Seeing that he still hadn't reacted, Xu Ping continued, "When you get back, you can contact those merchants who specialize in trading between Korea and the grasslands. The Ministry of Commerce will specially organize a Northeast caravan, directly managed by the capital. Forty percent of the profits from each transaction will be taken as tax. They can also issue official documents to allow you to trade openly. Of course, if anyone is unwilling, they will be dealt with sooner or later. You can also report those who violate the regulations, and there will be a certain reward after the investigation."

After this shock, Liu Dong was covered in sweat, but he calmed down and

couldn't contain his joy. He tentatively asked, "Then who is the Crown Prince's choice for captain?" Xu Ping gave him an approving look. Yu Qing was so happy to have saved his life that he backed down before he could even secure an official position. This Liu Dong was clearly more shrewd than him. Although he was so frightened, the first thing he did was to fight for the greatest benefit and power for himself. He was indeed a talent.

Xu Ping chuckled and agreed, "You'll be the captain. The Ministry of Commerce's seal will be ready in a couple of days, and they'll issue the approval document directly. But I must remind you, since you're practically a half-official of the court, you must maintain a proper attitude. Do what you should do, and don't do what you shouldn't."

Liu Dong's eyes darted around, and he already understood the gist of it. He immediately stood up and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, I guarantee I'll submit a report on Goryeo and the various tribes of the grasslands to the Chamber of Commerce every month."

"Hmm, you two can leave now!"

Xu Ping nodded in satisfaction.

Liu Dong thanked him profusely and left, with Yu Qing following excitedly. Even before they reached the bottom of the stairs, their hysterical, almost maniacal laughter could be heard.

Zhang Qinghe, who had been silent all along, stepped forward and said worriedly, "Master, the maritime ban policy was established as early as the time of Emperor Taizu. Can you really overturn it all now? The Guangdong Chamber of Commerce has so much power; if something goes wrong, it won't be a small matter. What if someone in the Northeast caravan has ulterior motives and provides false information or sells our intelligence? That would be terrible."

Xu Ping waved his hand dismissively, his face darkening, and slowly said, "Since I can give them so much power, I'm willing to..." "I will arrange everything properly. Anyone who shows the slightest dissent will be executed. These matters are not your concern. Just manage the Ministry of Commerce in the capital well, and the position of Minister will be yours in the future. Just find a few reliable people to supervise each other, understand?"

Zhang Qinghe hurriedly agreed, promising day after day, "Master, rest assured, this servant understands what you mean. I guarantee that everything will be arranged properly. If there is any oversight, you can take away this useless servant's head."

Xu Ping smiled approvingly.

At this moment, Qiao'er suddenly opened the door, poked her little head in, and timidly asked, "Young Master, have you finished talking?"

Zhang Hu instinctively wanted to scold her for not knowing the rules, but thinking that Qiao'er was now the most favored maid in the mansion, and seeing that Xu Ping was not angry, he had no choice but to swallow his words, but he glared at her fiercely.

Zhang Qinghe, knowing his place, stood up and excused himself: "Master, then this servant will go take care of his business first, so as not to disturb your enjoyment!"

He then instructed the waiter to put everything on his tab. Before he even left the gate, he reacted just like Yu Qing and the other man, bursting into wild laughter, which startled passersby.

Zhang Hu shook his head, jokingly saying, "Master, they've been so frightened by you, and then you gave them a treat. They're almost driven crazy by this whole night. I hope they don't go mad."

Xu Ping smiled in agreement, "Yeah, that's true. Most people would have wet their pants by now. These three seem to have some influence. They've been suppressing their feelings for so long, it's normal for them to let loose."

Seeing that no one else was around, Qiao'er secretly ran to Xu Ping's ear and whispered, "Master, the top courtesan who'll be appearing later—Miss Qingyu—is the Left Saintess of our sect. She's always been in charge of intelligence gathering and expanding our influence in the capital. Would you like to see her?"

The little girl's closeness, her unique fragrance, and the warmth of her breath made Xu Ping feel a little aroused. He had been talking to a group of men for a long time and was indeed quite irritable. He could use this Left Saintess to calm the imbalance between yin and yang. After calming himself down, he slowly said, "Hmm, I'll see in a bit."

Before he finished speaking, a fat and shockingly ugly madam appeared in the middle of the hall, her seductive smile gesturing for everyone to quiet down. As she walked, a layer of face powder kept falling off her face, making the men who came for pleasure feel disgusted to the point of wanting to die. They all booed. If it weren't for maintaining her composure, she would have been tied up and taken to the slaughterhouse long ago.

The madam wasn't annoyed at all, and said with a smile, "Esteemed guests, today is the auspicious day of my daughter Qingyu's wedding. As you all know, my daughter has always been an artist, not a prostitute, and is still a virgin. Out of consideration for her, we won't have the highest bidder win. In a moment, my daughter will set the challenge, and whoever gets to spend the night with her will have to rely on their talent and ability."

Xu Ping also felt a little nauseous. Damn it, with such a monster around, every woman seemed beautiful. He truly understood the saying that flowers need green leaves to set them off, but he couldn't help asking, "Even if you're just gathering intelligence here, you don't need to sell your body, do you? She's a Left Saintess, after all; she wouldn't sacrifice her looks like this. What exactly are you guys up to?"

Qiao'er ate pastries while giggling and said, "Of course, with her beauty and intelligence, she definitely wouldn't be interested in these ordinary people. We'll just use some unorthodox methods, give those idiots some hallucinogenic drugs, and find a middle-aged prostitute to spend the night with. When they wake up, they'll still be reminiscing about it!"

"That's a good idea, but how do you know these procedures?"

Xu Ping nodded and continued to ask. If some unfortunate playboy drew the top spot and had to spend the night with that heavily made-up madam, it would be a huge tragedy. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

Qiao'er hesitated for a moment, then said shyly, "These things are taught in the sect. If I don't understand, I'll be at a disadvantage later."

Xu Ping found her particularly adorable, and his lust was aroused. Just as he was about to continue teasing her, all the wolves below suddenly howled. Turning around, he saw a graceful young woman with a veil, wearing a soft pink dress, slowly walking out. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, her exquisite curves and elegant steps told him she was an exceptional beauty. The allure of her flowing dress instantly excited the men.

Qiao'er quickly ran to the railing and excitedly shouted, "Young Master, look! That's the Left Saintess!"

Xu Ping slowly sipped his wine, curious to see what kind of questions this beauty would ask these fools. Even if they passed, their subsequent erotic dreams would be spent with those ravenous old prostitutes, and they might even be rendered impotent by those resentful women. These people were so passionate; how pathetic.

Seeing the crowd's enthusiasm, the madam's smile widened, though her plump figure, all bunched up in a crease, resembled a famous snack: Goubuli steamed buns.

The woman stepped forward without speaking, simply standing quietly to the side, observing the crowd. A single, bright glance from her eyes sent the wolves howling even more wildly. Xu Ping couldn't help but admire her; this woman had clearly used seductive arts to excite them. Her silent presence alone possessed an air of mystery that lured them in, and even the slightest movement of her fingers seemed to carry endless allure. Truly a master.

The woman took a few graceful steps, then shyly returned to behind the madam, lowering her head, her captivating beauty causing the wolves to swallow hard.

After a while, the madam finally managed to quiet the crowd. She cleared her throat and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, today my daughter Qingyu is choosing her ideal husband. She doesn't care about gold or silver; anything she sets her mind to will do. Gentlemen with talent are welcome to give their try. Now, I'll give you the first riddle: 'What can sit, lie down, stand, walk, and lie down all at once?'"

The riddle immediately erupted into a frenzy of discussion. Aside from poetry and songs, such a strange riddle was rare; it was more like a lantern riddle. Answers were shouted out haphazardly, but none were correct. The madam's chubby chin swayed from side to side as she shook her head, already hindering everyone's thinking.

"Young master, what is it? I can't guess,"

Qiao'er said, tilting her head and thinking for a long time, but without a clue.

Zhang Hu, who had never been talented, simply stopped thinking and stood by, pouring wine for his master.

Xu Ping already knew the answer. This riddle was just a brain teaser. He patted Qiao'er's head and laughed, "Silly girl, it's so simple! Something that sits, lies down, stands, lies down, and lies down again—it's a snake!"

"I'm not stupid! Even a bunch of scholars and literati below couldn't guess it!"

Although Qiao'er muttered a little, she excitedly leaned forward and shouted, "We guessed it! The answer is a snake!"

She looked incredibly smug. All eyes immediately turned to her. Some pounded their heads in frustration, cursing themselves for not being able to guess such a simple answer; others wondered what such a young child was doing here. Anyway, what did it matter if the little boy guessed correctly? Judging from his attire, he was just a little attendant, so their attitude was relatively friendly, gently raising their hands in a fist salute to congratulate him.

Qiao'er returned the gesture with a smug look. If they had seen a grown man at this moment, they might have thrown something at him.

The madam chuckled and announced, "That's right, the answer is snake. The young man upstairs answered the first question

correctly." She added, however, that she wondered what such a young child was doing here. Did he have any money to tip these people?

Qingyu, seeing that someone had guessed correctly, looked up as well. Qiao'er winked and made faces at her, her adorable appearance making everyone laugh, but Qingyu's delicate brows furrowed slightly beneath her veil. Qiao'er was a carefree girl; she couldn't possibly have guessed the answer. Someone must have been guiding her, she couldn't help but wonder.

The madam and the others didn't notice the exchange of glances between the two, simply assuming it was just the children being mischievous.

After whetting the appetites of the wolves, the madam loudly announced, "The second question is a couplet. My daughter has been thinking for a long time but can't come up with a matching line. Now, I implore you talented gentlemen to display your talents and help her. The first line is: Li Yuan, Li Zhi, Li Longji."

Upon hearing this, the scholars below immediately began to murmur amongst themselves. This first line contained the names of three Tang Dynasty emperors, with the first, third, and fifth characters all being the same. They couldn't possibly discuss it now, or they'd lose their heads. However, they couldn't find a matching dynasty in history, making this a unique couplet passed down from the previous dynasty. For a moment, they all lowered their heads, their minds racing, and a hush fell over the room. Xu Ping, upon hearing this, also frowned. The second line required the first, third, and fifth characters to be the same, and it had to be a surname from the Hundred Family Surnames.

The first line featured three emperors with illustrious achievements—what a brilliant first line! For a moment, he too was stumped.

Seeing her master deep in thought, Qiao'er didn't dare disturb him. But noticing all the patrons of Zuixianglou frowning, she couldn't help but tug at Zhang Hu's sleeve and whisper, "Brother Zhang, what's the first line of this couplet? Why does everyone look so distressed?"

Zhang Hu, not daring to disturb Xu Ping, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Li Yuan was the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, with illustrious military achievements. Emperor Taizong Li Shimin was the second, and Emperor Taizong Li Ye was the third. All three are famous emperors in history. How come you don't even know this?"

Qiao'er said somewhat embarrassedly, "No one taught me this. Thank you, Brother Zhang."

Although their conversation was quiet, it all reached Xu Ping's ears. Suddenly, Xu Ping had a flash of inspiration and snapped his fingers: "I've got it!"

He excitedly called Qiao'er over and whispered the answer in her ear. Upon hearing it, Qiao'er looked at her master with both joy and disbelief. Excitedly, she leaned over the armrest, coughed to attract everyone's attention, and shouted, "We have the answer!"

The crowd below didn't believe her. The previous question was as simple as a child's riddle, but this one was an absolute couplet that no one had been able to answer for decades. Those talented men hoping to win the beauty's heart all gave up, while those who were still racking their brains couldn't come up with a matching line, and were all in a terrible state of headache.

The madam, though skeptical, still said, "Then please, young man, give us the matching line!"

Qiao'er glanced back at Xu Ping, seeing him nodding encouragingly, before turning back and loudly proclaiming, "Our matching line is, 'Thank heavens, thank earth, thank the gods.'"

The crowd below froze as if struck by lightning, their faces filled with shock. The room fell silent.

Such a perfect couplet had actually been solved by a child! They had wasted their education. Some people were still muttering, "Li Yuan, Li Zhi, Li Longji, thank heaven and earth, thank the gods. A masterpiece of nature, a masterpiece of nature. Li and Xie are both surnames, and the gods and earth are even more revered than earthly emperors, absolutely!"

The crowd slowly savored the moment, and when they came to their senses, they suddenly burst into enthusiastic applause. Qiao'er, though somewhat proud, looked at the crowd below with a little discomfort. Some talented scholars, however, were magnanimous and stood up, clasped their hands in congratulations, and said, "I never thought that a masterpiece of a hundred years would be broken by a child. I am ashamed of my title as a scholar. Young brother, you will surely achieve great things in the future."

After saying this, they all generously got up to take their leave, and no one caused trouble.

Qingyu couldn't help but smile. Judging from this, she knew that the little witch must have come with a master. A glint of light appeared in her eyes, and after whispering a few words in the madam's ear, she apologized to the crowd and slowly walked back. Although many people looked at her graceful figure with reluctance, they did not come forward to cause trouble, but simply shook their heads helplessly and left.

The madam announced loudly, "Tonight, my daughter's perfect match is the talented man upstairs."

Things went exceptionally smoothly. Xu Ping had initially expected one or two spoiled brats or local thugs to cause trouble, but these people were surprisingly well-behaved. Aside from envious glances, they said nothing, at most giving him a resentful look before getting up and leaving. It seemed that in the murky waters of the capital, anyone with a little power would keep a low profile, which changed Xu Ping's usual perception.

After instructing Zhang Hu to return, a maid led Xu Ping and Qiao'er to the back courtyard.

The path was lined with flowers, trees, and shrubs, beautiful but not ostentatious. He hadn't expected the back courtyard of a brothel to be so elegant and pleasant. The young maid leading the way was about sixteen or seventeen years old, thin and frail, with a delicate face that, while not stunningly beautiful, always wore a smile that made her particularly pleasing to the eye. Beneath her frail appearance lay the skill of a second-rate martial arts master, which impressed Xu Ping.

Qiao'er, unusually well-behaved, remained silent throughout, completely unlike her usual mischievous self. This surprised Xu Ping somewhat. Upon arriving at an exquisite villa, a maidservant smiled and said, "Miss Qingyu has prepared wine and dishes to entertain you two. This servant will take her leave now."

She curtsied and gracefully walked away.

Xu Ping looked around; the villa was entirely built of bamboo, with no exaggerated or elaborate decorations, giving one the feeling of returning to nature. He couldn't help but develop a strong interest in the owner of this villa.

After the maidservant had gone some distance, Qiao'er anxiously grabbed Xu Ping's arm, pleading with a pained expression, "Good master, good brother, if I get scolded later, you have to help me, otherwise I'm doomed!" Seeing her so pitiful for the first time, Xu Ping chuckled and asked, "Who would scold you? You didn't do anything wrong. It seems you're quite familiar with that Left Saintess."

Qiao'er looked around, then quietly whispered in Xu Ping's ear, "The one living inside is my master. I'm sure I'll get scolded for winking at her just now, so please help me." Xu Ping was

a little puzzled. Qingyu looked only seventeen or eighteen years old; how could she be Qiao'er's master?

Upon entering, Xu Ping saw a beautiful woman in a pink dress and veil in the side hall. She smiled at Qiao'er, her voice sweet and teasing, saying, "Well, little girl, you've only been away a few days and you've already learned to tease your master. You've grown quite bold."

This was the first time Xu Ping had heard her speak; her voice was sweet and childlike, yet completely natural. The man felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively wanting to pin her down and pamper her.

A few moans from her would quickly arouse him, making him wonder what her moans would sound like. Seeing Qiao'er hiding pitifully beside him, looking frightened, Xu Ping chuckled and said, "Haha, isn't it a bit inappropriate for Miss Qingyu to start disciplining her disciple now?"

He then sat opposite her, peering into her eyes through the veil, sensing a mysterious allure in the beauty before him. Qiao'er dared not speak, obediently closing the door and standing between the two, appearing docile.

Qingyu was a little puzzled at this point. When the sect sent her out, they didn't explain what she was going to do. But now she was here with a young man who looked like a son of an official. Her face was full of confusion as she softly asked, "May I ask who you are, sir? And why are you with my little apprentice?"

Xu Ping chuckled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Miss Qingyu, why are you so oblivious to romance? Tonight, we're here to exchange literary ideas. How about this: you give me a riddle, and if I can answer it, please show me your true face so I can behold your beauty."

Qingyu turned and looked at Qiao'er with a puzzled expression, then nodded. "Then I'll make a fool of myself. Your talent is unparalleled, even a hundred years wouldn't stump you. I truly admire you. Since ancient times, romantic scholars have frequented brothels, and young women of sixteen are often captivated by talented and dashing young men. This

woman is indeed showing off a bit." "No problem, please give me your riddle,"

Xu Ping said, getting a little carried away. Qingyu's flattery was quite skillful.

Poor Qiao'er, acting as a mouthpiece, was completely distrusted.

Qingyu frowned slightly before softly parting her lips and saying, "Rain falls from the sky, yet the ground remains slippery; a single breath blows open the green stone cliff; wine doesn't intoxicate, yet people are intoxicated by themselves; flowers bloom in the twelfth month, and in the sixth month—whoever can guess this poem is the best in the world."

This shouldn't be too difficult. Xu Ping, having been tormented by countless riddles, didn't find it particularly challenging. After a moment's thought, he knew the answer and said with a smile, "It's very simple, isn't it just the 'painting' in 'calligraphy'?"

Although Xu Ping spoke casually, Qingyu was completely stunned. She had pondered this riddle for a long time before finally figuring it out, and no one had been able to guess it yet. A glimmer of light appeared in her eyes, but her doubts deepened.

"I hope you will keep your promise, Miss, and allow me to see your beautiful face,"

Xu Ping said proudly, seeing the admiration in Qingyu's eyes.

At this moment, Qingyu gently raised her jade-like hand and slowly removed her veil. Although she had a pretty face, it was rather ordinary. Having seen so many beautiful women, Xu Ping's heart didn't even race, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.

Just then, Qiao'er chimed in, teasingly saying, "Master, I want to see your real appearance, so don't try to fake it!"

Qingyu glared at her apprentice, rose slightly, gave a curtsy, and softly said, "Young master, please enjoy your food and wine. I'll

take my leave for a moment." She then glanced at Qiao'er, who nodded earnestly. Only then did she slowly walk into the inner room.

Xu Ping was puzzled. What were these two up to? He asked Qiao'er suspiciously, "What's going on? What 'real appearance'?"

Qiao'er immediately breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Qingyu left, revealing her mischievous nature. She jumped to the table, picked up a chicken leg, and started eating, praising it as she ate, "Delicious! It's been so long since I've had Master's roast chicken, it's so fragrant!"

Seeing her adorable demeanor, Xu Ping wasn't in a hurry. After eating a few pastries, he slowly began to drink his wine. He chuckled inwardly, thinking, "You little brat, trying to keep me in suspense? That's so pathetic!"

Seeing Xu Ping's nonchalant demeanor, Qiao'er wiped the grease from her mouth and said with a grin, "My master's real name is Liu Ziyi; Qingyu is just an alias. Her current appearance is created using special potions from the sect. Every so often, my master changes her appearance and name to gather more intelligence and boost the business of Zuixianglou."

Xu Ping was intrigued. Zhao Ling had a natural talent for business, Liu Ruxue possessed the genius methods to rapidly grow the Demonic Sect, and now there was Liu Ziyi, who oversaw all the work in the capital. Each one was the embodiment of beauty and wisdom. Who said ancient women were inferior to men? It was just that the concept of male superiority and social customs constrained them. Given a better stage, their abilities might not be inferior to men's.

"Young master, you've kept me waiting!"

Xu Ping looked towards the sweet voice, and even though he was used to seeing beautiful women, he was somewhat surprised.

Removing her disguise, Liu Ziyi emerged from behind the curtain with a smile. Around twenty-six years old, her delicate steps swayed gracefully. Wearing a mature red gauze dress, she exuded a completely different aura than before. If she had previously embodied the shy innocence of a young girl, now she embodied the mature allure of a woman. With each light step, her full breasts and pert buttocks swayed, her exquisite figure radiating a captivating femininity.

Her large, expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes, her delicate, arched eyebrows brimming with spirit, her small, refined nose, and her rosy, sensual lips, combined with her flawless, oval face, made her appear like a natural work of art. Her mature and alluring attire made her body appear and disappear, her breasts partially exposed, their soft, tender flesh tempting one to take a bite.

Seeing the handsome young man before her somewhat dazed, his eyes filled with both admiration and lust, Liu Ziyi chuckled. Her captivating charm nearly drew Xu Ping's soul away, and his mouth watered. "

Damn it, this girl's using seductive arts!" Xu Ping felt a wave of dizziness. He quickly regained his composure, admiring her stunning beauty. He thought, "This witch's face and devilish figure—I'd be captivated even without these tricks. Why go to all this trouble?" Qiao'er

patted Xu Ping's shoulder triumphantly, playfully saying, "How about it? Isn't my master beautiful enough?"

Liu Ziyi sat down at the table, her lips parting slightly in a smile, and said, "This humble servant, Liu Ziyi, greets you, young master."

At this moment, her childlike voice was no longer that of a child; it was utterly seductive and alluring, perfectly complementing her mature and charming demeanor.

Xu Ping forced himself to remain calm, but his roguish nature surfaced at this moment. His lustful gaze swept over Liu Ziyi's body, taking in her perfectly proportioned figure. While her breasts weren't as ample as Cheng's mother's or Ningxue's, they were still full and shapely, with a slender yet alluring figure. To let such a sexy beauty slip by would be a sin against heaven.

"May I ask what brings you here, young master, and why you are with my apprentice?"

Liu Ziyi rose gracefully, pouring wine for Xu Ping as she asked seductively.

Looking at the beauty's swaying body, Xu Ping felt an urge to slap her round buttocks. A fire ignited in his head. Seeing such a woman, his first thought wasn't of love or affection. "May I ask what brings you here, young master, and why you are with my apprentice?"

Liu Ziyi rose gracefully, pouring wine for Xu Ping as she asked seductively.

Looking at the beautiful woman's swaying body, Xu Ping really wanted to slap those round buttocks a few times. A fire ignited in his mind. Seeing a woman like this, the first thought wasn't love or affection, but rather, the image that would flash through any normal man's mind: passionate scenes of making love with her, her moans of pleasure beneath him.

Xu Ping barely managed to calm himself and gestured for Qiao'er to speak. Drinking his wine while gazing at Liu Ziyi's perfect figure, he wanted nothing more than to rip her clothes off. His burning gaze made Liu Ziyi somewhat embarrassed.

Qiao'er immediately knew that this lecherous Xu Ping was eyeing her master, and she felt a faint sense of anticipation, secretly wondering what it would be like to see her stern master being dominated by a man. A mischievous idea immediately formed in her mind. She said in a coquettish tone, "Master, I was sent to the Crown Prince's residence to protect the young mistress this time, not to run off to play. I've missed you so much!"

Liu Ziyi knew her disciple's playfulness all too well. She sternly patted her head and asked, "You miss your master? I bet you're overjoyed to be free and not see me!"

Women of that era didn't have proper undergarments; most wore simple, unsupportive bodices. Liu Ziyi's movement caused her full breasts to sway slightly, drawing Xu Ping's attention.

Seeing Xu Ping staring intently at her body, especially her chest, Liu Ziyi felt a mixture of shyness and secret delight. Since Qiao'er had already said that, how could she not know that the handsome young man before her was her master? She immediately put on a serious expression, gave a slight bow, and softly greeted him, "This servant, Liu Ziyi, greets my master. May I ask what brings you here, my master?"

Xu Ping wanted to take the opportunity to support her mature and delicate body, but before he could even reach out his hand, Qiao'er started talking without any hesitation, saying, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the young mistress is menstruating and can't serve you today. I saw that my master was in a bad mood, so I brought him here to find a woman. I can also see my master. I really miss you, otherwise, would I have brought my master here?"

Xu Ping was about to make up some romantic stories, but Qiao'er's words made him furious and sweaty. This girl was too direct, actually speaking the truth without any regard for her image. She deserved a beating! How could she say such a thing? The dignified crown prince, sexually frustrated, went out to visit prostitutes. If word got out, it would ruin his image.

Sure enough, Liu Ziyi blushed immediately upon hearing this. She glanced shyly at Xu Ping, then sternly reprimanded Qiao'er, "Nonsense! It's clearly Master who came here to secretly summon wealthy merchants from various places, and incidentally to inspect important matters. If you speak like this and ruin Master's reputation, I won't be able to protect you when the Sect Leader blames you."

Qiao'er lowered her head aggrievedly, muttering, "That's right, Master wanted to find a woman, I didn't lie."

Seeing her still arguing, Liu Ziyi's face turned pale as she shouted, "Get out of here! Remember, you can't say that to anyone, understand?"

"Yes..."

Qiao'er then left with a sour face. As she left, she suddenly turned back and playfully winked at Xu Ping, then pouted at the still angry Liu Ziyi with a lewd grin.

Xu Ping was so moved he almost cried. What an understanding girl! She even knows to humble herself to create opportunities for her young master. Don't worry! Young Master will definitely use all his abilities to win over your master; he absolutely won't waste this golden opportunity of a lone man and woman.

Looking back at Liu Ziyi, whose face was still flushed with anger, he suddenly found her quite alluring. Xu Ping couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Liu Ziyi was so considerate; even though he had come here just to find a woman to relieve his lust, she still helped him come up with a legitimate reason. Heaven is my witness, I wouldn't mind having ten thousand more considerate and loyal beauties like her; I'd even accept dying from exhaustion. Now that

only the two of them were left in the room, Liu Ziyi immediately lowered her head when she met Xu Ping's burning gaze, her face instantly turning slightly red with embarrassment. She softly asked, "I wonder which sister my master has taken a fancy to? This servant will arrange it for you right

away." Xu Ping stepped forward and grabbed her soft, boneless hand, feeling its smooth and tender texture. At first, the beauty struggled slightly, but she didn't dare to pull her hand away. Her beautiful face was almost touching his chest, a look of both shyness and joy on her face.

Xu Ping quickly whispered softly in her ear, "What's fighting with other girls? I was captivated by you the moment I saw you. If I can't be with you in this life, that would be the greatest regret."

Liu Ziyi was captivated by these tender words, even though she was already twenty-seven, considered overage in ancient times. Since her family was robbed by bandits and she was rescued by the Demonic Sect, she resolutely joined the sect, vowing to repay the sect leader's great kindness, casting aside all feelings and family ties.

In the sect, she diligently studied all sorts of strange and wonderful knowledge, her mind constantly instilled with the idea that the master is everything. After coming to the capital, she navigated the various powerful forces, and she was still a virgin. Although she had heard many men's flattery and praise, none were as moving as the words of this young man before her. Thinking of her humble origins and lowly status, and that the other party was the high and mighty Crown Prince, her expression couldn't help but dim.

Liu Ziyi felt a pang of sadness, but forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your favor, Your Highness, but I, Ziyi, am unworthy of you with my plain looks. Since completing my apprenticeship, I have been frequenting brothels, which is truly an insult to your status."

Xu Ping was initially startled by her somber expression, but upon hearing her next words, he knew there was something to look forward to.

Xu Ping gently embraced her, savoring the fragrance of this mature woman, and said tenderly, "This prince doesn't concern himself with formalities. I only know that if you don't seize the opportunity, you'll regret it in the end. Trust me, I will treat you well. Besides, you have always devoted yourself to the affairs of the capital; it's time for you to find a warm home to rest."

Hearing Xu Ping's gentle words, and reflecting on the past few years, everything she had done was for this handsome young man before her. Whether it was forcing a smile or crying in secret, it was all for this prince whom the Demonic Sect had always regarded as their faith. Without this pillar of support, she, without family or friends, seemed to have no reason or direction to live.

Touched by the most tender part of her heart, Liu Ziyi's beautiful eyes reddened, and two lines of clear tears streamed down her face. She leaned against Xu Ping's chest and sobbed. Which young girl doesn't yearn for love? But someone of her status dared not hope to find a suitable husband in the future

. Although her life was chaotic, at least she knew her direction. For over ten years, besides those despicable men who lusted after her beauty, who could utter such moving words? Xu Ping suppressed the urge to immediately push her down, and sat down holding this tearful beauty, gently stroking her soft hair. Looking at her trembling body, he felt a pang of heartache… It seemed she was venting the loneliness and despair of the past year. She poured out her tears on the man's broad face. It took a long time for her to slowly stop crying, and her pitiful sobs subsided. Looking up, she saw Xu Ping's deep eyes filled with love and concern. A restless unease stirred within her, a feeling that she might have fallen for this aloof yet newly-met little man. Was it the comforting embrace, or the tender affection in his eyes—a affection tinged with lust, but also with deep pity? Liu Ziyi couldn't figure it out; she only knew she didn't want to leave his arms.

Xu Ping, seeing that she had finally stopped crying, breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, upon closer inspection, seeing the beauty's face flushed with shyness and streaked with tears, he couldn't help but tease, "Little darling, you cried so quickly, but you've soaked me! What are you going to do about it..."

Seeing Xu Ping's chest covered in her tears, Liu Ziyi immediately lowered her head, embarrassed and flustered, saying, "Master, I was rude just now, I soaked your clothes. I'll have someone prepare a bath for you at the Water Pavilion."

With that, she ran out, her delicate back and round, pert buttocks immediately making Xu Ping's first thought that a rear-entry position would be perfect. The thought of

being able to favor such a sexy beauty that night, and who was probably still a virgin, filled Xu Ping with delight. "So what if you soaked my clothes? In a little while, I'll soak your sheets and body too!"

He happily drank several cups of wine, excitedly awaiting the beauty's return so he could savor her mature yet youthful body.

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