[Wuxia] The Legend of Condor Heroes: The World's People [Complete] - 3

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Prodigal Son's True Feelings Move a Young Woman;
Yang Guo Comforts Third Sister Under the Moonlight.

Back at the Guo residence, Wu San Niang, who hadn't accompanied me to the banquet, had been bored for some time. Seeing her somewhat resentful gaze, I consciously
released my grip on Guo Fu's hand. I was quite moved. For three years, Third Sister had silently supported me from behind, never uttering a single
complaint. She had given me everything she could, only fearing to damage her own vitality, thus holding onto that final hurdle, forcing this
old virgin, who had lived two lives, to remain celibate for another three years. Now, seeing myself and Guo Fu growing increasingly intimate, it was no wonder she expressed
a sense of melancholy. Perhaps she worried that her youth was fading, and that I, Yang Guo, would gradually forget her? Would she? No, although I, Yang Guo, am lustful
, I am not a heartless man. I should find an opportunity to talk to Third Sister as soon as possible.

Back then, when I was sucking out the poison from Wu Sanniang's wounds, I almost took advantage of this first chaste and virtuous woman in the dilapidated kiln.
But Sanniang, though lonely for so long, was a woman of unwavering fortitude. Even though she had forgotten that shorty Wu Santong,
she willingly endured three years of living like a widow for her own sake. Every time I think of this, I sigh deeply.

How could Sanniang forget me, this wicked boy? Three years ago, I saw her naked and took advantage of her. In these past few years,
even when I couldn't resist her advances, after each of my entanglements, Wu Sanniang needed to secretly find a place to release her pent-up emotions. This was so as
not to delay my training and affect my future. And also, it was a way of giving Wu Santong an explanation, since she hadn't
actually cheated on him. She always comforted herself, considering it repayment for saving her life. As I grow older and my beauty fades,
I will gradually forget her. But she will not complain, for she has no means to keep me. She can only
care for me as a half-mother, half-wife, silently watching over me. However, when she finally sees the day I settle down and start a family,
how can she be at peace? It feels like a vital part of her life is about to disappear, leaving her
anxious . She can't believe that the clumsy, lecherous, and mischievous poor boy of yesteryear has become a top scholar, skilled in both literature and
martial arts, and is about to marry Miss Guo. Can she bear to ruin his future?

The long night is filled with the captivating figure of Wu San Niang, recalling the days before I left the island for the exam, how passionate
we were , almost igniting a raging fire… San Niang, I cannot abandon you.

I suddenly remembered that Guo Mutou and Old Bat were both drunk tonight, and Master Qiao was probably busy taking care of them and wouldn't have time to look for me.
Little Fu'er, always a sleepyhead, wouldn't come looking for me tonight either. The two good-for-nothings, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, couldn't hold their liquor; they'd
been venting and had offended two powerful figures, so they were probably sleeping like logs now. "Third Sister, I'm here.

" I quietly sneaked into the courtyard where Third Sister and the Wu brothers lived. In the bright moonlight, I saw that the lights in Third Sister's room were
off , so I secretly crouched down against the wall of her bedroom. Just as I was about to knock on the window, I heard faint breathing coming from inside.
An idea popped into my head, and I scrambled onto the roof, removed a tile, and looked down. By the moonlight, I saw Wu Sanniang lying flat
on the bed, her pretty face flushed. I could clearly see her body writhing under the covers, and glistening tears at the corners of her eyes.
She bit her red lips tightly, trying her best not to make a sound… Sanniang, I'm so sorry, I've neglected you these past few days. She was clearly
unable to bear the long, lonely nights and was taking care of herself. These past few days, I couldn't escape
the watchful eyes . I noticed she looked much more haggard these past few days. She forced a smile in front of others, how could I not see it? I wanted to immediately
break the latch, rush in, and hold her in my arms to comfort her.

The usually dignified and virtuous Sanniang was now biting the corner of the blanket, her body writhing incessantly, the blanket rising and falling, I could guess the intensity of her
finger movements. I was really worried she might hurt herself, but it would be quite awkward to show myself now, so I
crouched on the roof and secretly watched. I distinctly heard the name "Guo'er" in San Niang's incoherent murmurs, and seeing
the tear stains at the corners of her eyes filled me with even more guilt. After a long while, San Niang's body arched into a bow shape, letting out a long
sigh. Finally, she slowly rose, went to another side room to boil a bucket of hot water, and began to wash herself, wiping
away tears as she did so.

"A beauty rolls up the beaded curtain, sitting deep within, her brows furrowed. Only tear stains are seen, but who knows whom she hates in her heart?" I couldn't bear to see San Niang in such pain.
I pushed open the door and entered the room, bolting it shut behind me.

Wu San Niang's naked body was soaking in the water. Hearing my voice, she quickly turned around. When she saw it was indeed me, she
didn't call out, her pretty face flushed. "You...you've come here?"

Although Wu San Niang was already a wife and mother, she was actually only thirty-two or thirty-three, the prime of her womanly charm.
With the lingering flush of her orgasm, she exuded a bewitching allure while soaking in the water.

I smiled and leaned over the tub, saying to San Niang, "San Niang, I've neglected you these past few days."

This simple apology caused Wu San Niang's tears to flow like a burst dam. She bit her lower lip and shook her head,
without saying a word, seemingly not wanting me to worry about her being wronged. Wu San Niang turned away, lowering her head to wipe away her tears.

Seeing her considerate actions, I felt a pang of sadness. I knew that as I grew older, Wu San Niang was growing
old . Perhaps a thousand years later, a thirty-year-old woman would be at the peak of her beauty and charm. But in the Song Dynasty, you could count on your fingers
several women who became Empress Dowagers at thirty. Of course, I wouldn't let my beloved woman misunderstand me. We
stood back to back in silence, the only sound the water dripping into the tub.

Just as Wu San Niang hesitated whether to get out of the tub to get a clean cloth, she saw a clean cloth being offered to her.
"Oh, what are you doing? Put me down!" San Niang exclaimed, her jade-like arms wrapping around my neck. I
didn't hand her the towel, but instead gently lifted the naked Wu San Niang into my arms, then carefully laid her down
on the bed. I meticulously wiped her body, my movements incredibly gentle, as if afraid of hurting her. Then I pulled
the blanket over her and carefully tucked her
in .

"San Niang, I was just... just now, I was thinking of you, remembering how long it's been since we had a proper conversation. I saw everything."

"Ah~!" Even though San Niang was already married, her heart couldn't help but flutter, her face flushing. She hadn't been able to resist doing that kind of thing and
even called his name; hadn't he seen everything? "You naughty boy, you're almost married,
what's the point of coming to bother me in the middle of the night?"

How could I not smell the hint of jealousy and anger in her voice? "Third Sister, do you still remember what I said to you the year we met?"
"Words? I love you, I'd even give my life for you, and that feeling hasn't changed at all."

Those words brought tears welling up in Wu Sanniang's eyes again, which she had just managed to hold back. "Coming here in the middle of the night to make me cry,
in this cold weather, come in quickly."

How could I refuse such an invitation? I quickly stripped off my clothes and crawled naked into Sanniang's
fragrant bed.

"I told you to warm up, why are you all naked too?" Sanniang scolded playfully.

"My clothes are dirty, and besides, they're cold; I'm afraid you'll get cold. You're still so cold, let me
warm up." "With that, I used my burning arms to pull Third Sister's body into my equally burning chest.

Third Sister was completely intoxicated. Those strong, powerful arms, that burning chest, listening to
the heartbeat of the second man in her life—never before had anyone been so close to her. She suddenly realized, 'Stop fooling around! It'll be troublesome if someone
sees . Your status is different now. You're the newly appointed top scholar in the imperial examinations, and the future son-in-law of the Guo family. We
can't do this anymore.'

Of course, I wouldn't let her escape my embrace: 'Third Sister, nothing has changed. I'm still me, the Guo'er who will
love you for life. I love you, I want you. Tonight, no one will disturb us.'" "With that, I pressed the beautiful Third Sister
down beneath me, kissing her from her lips to her cheeks, then down her neck and onto her firm breasts, showering her with countless fiery kisses like a madman.
Occasionally gently nibble on the two rosy nipples atop her snowy peaks, teasing the alluring Third Sister until her body went limp, and she moaned softly.

"Guo'er, no, no... you can't, you're about to get married. And, and Miss Guo, I'm
so much older than you. If we really cross that line, there will be no turning back. I can't ruin you."

"Third Sister, give yourself to me, I'll cherish you for the rest of my life! Wu Santong doesn't cherish you, but I won't. We'll find a secluded mountain
to live in seclusion. I want you to give me a bunch of children, and I'll teach them to call me Daddy and Mommy." My already hard penis thrust
forward three times, but unfortunately, as an old virgin, I couldn't get it right the first time. I failed to penetrate two or three times, and I was sweating profusely with anxiety. I
lifted the covers, trying to see my surroundings by the moonlight, but Wu Sanniang's snow-white skin blinded me. Suddenly, I
noticed Sanniang had turned her head away, sobbing softly: "Do you think what you're doing is any different from Wu Santong?
If this is what you want, please hurry. And from today onwards, please forget me and treat Miss Guo well."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: First Night? First...first night won't come out.

Sanniang turned her head away, sobbing softly: "Do you think what you're doing is any different from Wu Santong? If
this is what you want, please hurry. Please hurry. And from today onwards, please forget me and treat Miss Guo well."

Looking at Sanniang's tear-streaked face, I was stunned. Sanniang was right. If I forced myself on her like this,
how would I be any different from that short, ugly Wu Santong?

And Guo Fu, I've lived with her for three years, and I know she's deeply in love with me. Although my
initial intention was to swindle money and sex from the Guo family, gaining both wealth and power, Guo Jing has treated me like his own son for the past three years,
and Huang Rong has shown me great care. Half of my martial arts skills were taught by Guo Jing, and my literary talent and poetry were imparted by Huang Rong. And
what about Miss Guo? Was I only after her body and the gold, silver, and martial arts manuals of the Guo family? With so many shackles on my body, and so many entanglements in my life, can I really just
walk away? If I were to do that, not only would I disappoint many people, but I would also make the Guo and Yang families a laughingstock. I shook
my head, dejectedly getting off Third Sister's bed, and said, "Third Sister, I'm sorry. I've ruined your reputation, but I can't promise
you a proper status. Perhaps we really can't be together, because today I may not have that indomitable
drive , that drive to give up everything for you. I don't want to say that I'm here because millions of people are still suffering and need
me to rescue them. Nor am I abandoning you because I covet the power and wealth of the Guo family. Perhaps I will always remember you and love you.
I understand all your feelings; you didn't want to mislead me, so you endured the pain... But doing so has taken away my eternal longing. From now
on, I will forever lose that most important part of my life, a part of my very being..." I dejectedly left the room.
The cold wind howled, and I could faintly hear Third Sister's sobs coming from inside... The next day, Third Sister and I met twice. I simply smiled and
greeted without saying much, as if nothing had happened the night before. But that mask-like smile made Third Sister feel
uncomfortable. It was a deliberate, polite distance, outwardly warm but inwardly cold. The coldness made Third Sister want nothing more than to retreat to her room and weep
… I was also troubled, seeing Third Sister still so melancholy, and with my own unspoken suffering, I had no way to comfort her. “Young Master Yang. Young Master Mo
requests an audience.” Hearing that my good friend had arrived, I quickly sent a servant to invite him.

Using the excuse of going to Baiwei Study to move some books, I followed Mo San out of the Guo residence. “What’s wrong, my dear brother? You
don’t . Did you spend the whole night with some maidservant?”

Looking at Mo San’s lewd smile, I knew he must have spent the entire night in passionate lovemaking with his mature concubine
, Ma Xianglan . I was furious. "Damn it, I don't have any maidservants!"

"Heh, I bet your mother-in-law and Miss Guo are worried you're cheating, aren't they?"

Mo San was about to make fun of me, but seeing my sullen face and silence, he said, "What's wrong, Gaizhi? You've been riding high these past few days,
aren't you happy?" Riding high, my foot! I failed to steal a kiss and ended up with a bucket of tears of longing. I'm not in the mood to be cocky.

Mo San looked at my sour face again. "Could it be that you were trying to steal a kiss last night, and in your eagerness, you angered
Miss Guo?" Mo San's sly eyes were shining. Damn it, if he could even guess the person correctly, he'd get full marks. No wonder he's
a big businessman, his eyes are sharp.

"No way, don't make wild guesses." It's shameful for anyone to do something like that, I'd never admit it. "Don't be angry,
come with me to a nice place. Miss Liu mentioned you before I left. Come with me."

A prostitute? My heart was pounding, like a kitten scratching. Back in the army, I relied on my five fingers to solve the problem. When I
went home , I wanted to go to a brothel, but I was afraid the police would find out my identity and I'd get scolded when I got back. So I only
had the desire but not the courage. Now it's different. In the Southern Song Dynasty, going to a brothel wasn't illegal; it was fashionable. It's just that giving my virginity to a
whore who's slept with who knows how many men she's slept with seems like a bit of a loss for me... "What? Brother, are you worried about your mother-in-law and
Miss finding out? Don't worry, the confidentiality of our Zuisheng Tower's clients has always been top-notch." "Go to hell, you bastard!"
"You're becoming more and more like a pimp." I was naturally unwilling to let that show-off Mo San laugh at me.

"Hehe," Mo San chuckled, "to be honest, brother, I'm now a major
shareholder of the Drunken Life Pavilion. Of course, I hope you'll come and support me. It would be even better if you could perform your 'Inscription on the Drunken Life Wall' sword trick. That would be a truly legendary tale
." "

Damn, I knew you weren't up to any good. Oh well, I've made a bad friend out of nowhere. Since Mo San made the request, and it wasn't too
unreasonable , I just agreed.

Zuishenglou is the largest brothel on the Han River in Xiangyang. The girls there are not only beautiful but also quite talented
, with many virtues, such as singing, dancing, playing the zither, and playing the flute. As soon as I entered, I was
enthusiastically pursued by the girls because of my performance the night before. As an old virgin, I had never seen such a romantic scene before, and I also had to consider my status. For a while,
I was busy dealing with the girls' sneak attacks on my ample breasts and red lips, and I was quite embarrassed.

Seeing my appearance, Mo San assumed that I was still a virgin. He took me directly to Liu Rushi's Burial Flower Pavilion on the top floor, where
his mature concubine, Ma Xianglan, came to greet me.

"Oh, Young Master Yang, why are you so late? We Rushi have been waiting for you for ages." "Ma Xianglan's face and figure
were well-maintained, with a curvaceous figure, and she kept giving me flirtatious glances. Mo San, without any hesitation,
pinched the plump buttocks of his mature concubine and said, 'You slut, your husband is right here! You're trying to seduce your brother-in-law. Damn! I'll
deal with ! My brother is delicate, don't scare him.'

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Ma Xianglan's flirtatious eyes, and her glances at me became even more alluring, seductive, and bold. This woman and Mo San
are truly a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

'Hehe, I never expected that the dashing scholar Yang, whose poems and songs kept the pleasure boats on the Han River closed all night and whose girls
murmured would actually be a virgin! We were so sure you were her perfect match, and we were going to
save our first time for you, Young Master Yang! Hehe, that girl has good taste.'" "

What? The virginity of the talented Liu? She wants to give it to me herself! My disbelief was written all over
my face .

"What, does Young Master Yang think I would lie to you?" Ma Xianglan sneered. "Ru Shi is my little sister. Does Young
Master Yang think my little sister is like others, with her jade arms embraced by a thousand men and her lips tasted by ten thousand? Let me tell you the truth, although Ru
Shi is engaged in this lowly profession, she is a good girl who remains untainted by the mud. The rule of my Drunken Life Pavilion is that if a girl does not want to, no one
can force her. She is a genuine honest woman. Although Ru Shi is in love with you, as her older sister, I cannot not stand up
for her."

I was sweating profusely. I had only asked a question, and it had attracted so much criticism. I turned my head and glanced at Mo San as if asking a question, but also as if asking for help
.

"Alright, Lanlan, you can't bully my brother in front of me. My brother Yang is an honest man who only studies the classics.
How would he know the rules here?" " I suppose it was because I overheard some idle men gossiping about the top courtesan candidates the night before last that I
subconsciously categorized my sister Rushi as being in the same league as Xie Wan'er and Dong Shuqing." I nodded quickly. Mo San continued, "
My dear brother , you don't know this, but our Lanlan also endured hardship. So after she left her profession, she opened this
brothel, providing a place for a large group of people to live. Look at this whole family, she has never forced any of the girls.
Whether you have the money to redeem yourself and send them to someone as concubines, or you don't have the money to redeem them, as long as the girl is willing, she will never stop her.
It's only because these indenture contracts are officially registered and cannot be privately exchanged, otherwise she would have been willing to give her sisters' dowries to send them off
." "

I was dumbfounded. Damn, it's unbelievable that they can make this much money. If that's the case, isn't the Drunken Life Pavilion even better than
an orphanage ?

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Don't be too obsessed with me, I only exist in legends.

" Mo San chuckled and continued, "Brother, don't disbelieve me. You know what, it's Xianglan's stubbornness that makes
our Drunken Life Pavilion stand out from the crowd. Anyone who tries to imitate her will only be copying others and making themselves a laughingstock."

I thought to myself: Damn, isn't this the legendary "theft is worse than not being able to steal"? And it's the highest level,
with a few words of flattery: "Sister-in-law Xianglan is indeed a remarkable woman. Everyone praises Liang Hongyu
as a heroine who rises from the mud unsullied. In my opinion, your act is even more heroic, sacrificing yourself to feed a tiger and cutting off your own flesh to feed an eagle. I admire you, I
admire you. "

These words made Mo San and Ma Xianglan laugh heartily. Mo San patted the mature concubine's ample buttocks triumphantly, while
Ma Xianglan flirtatiously left the man's embrace. " Xianglan, am I a tiger, huh? Brother Gaizhi, you're all talk and no action,
but when it comes to real things, you're a coward pretending to be virtuous. When you and Miss Liu go inside, your first move is to put your arm around
Miss Liu's slender waist. If she doesn't object, your second move is to kiss her lips. If Miss Liu still doesn't struggle
to push you away, your third move is to grab Miss Liu's buttocks." "Hehe, most women, after these three moves, will be
like , confused and infatuated, letting out moans. Of course, some women are not so easy to deal with. If Miss Liu
hasn't been confused after these three moves, I'll teach you the last half move..."

Mo San said excitedly, stretching out two fingers and reaching between the legs of his mature concubine, Ma Xianglan, "Two dragons entering the sea, straight to
the Water Curtain Cave !" Ma Xianglan slapped Mo San across the face, "You damned devil, do you want to die? You dare
to use this half move on me in broad daylight in front of your uncle! Go home and kneel on the washboard for half an hour before serving me in bed..."

Wow, this sister-in-law is really fierce. Mo San, slapped by his mature concubine, chuckled, "Sorry
, this woman is shy, but this last half move is indeed inconvenient for you to see, brother. I've
taught you all three and a half moves that have made me invincible in the world of pleasure." "

Mo San patted my shoulder. "Brother, don't be shy. Everyone, male or female, has a first time. It'll pass. A woman's '
that place' is waiting for a man's thing to enter. Back in the day, Cheng Yaojin had his three and a half axe blows, and my three and a half moves are also my ultimate moves with
women . You'd better learn them well. Go in, brother, Miss Liu is still waiting for you inside."

I was sweating bullets and completely speechless. I've actually been reduced to having my good buddy from eight hundred years ago demonstrate how to seduce
a woman? After transmigrating and ending up like this, how can I face my elders in the 21st century?!

Damn it, Mo San, you show-off, you only know three and a half moves? I've learned at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, moves before.
"You dare call yourself invincible with those three and a half moves? That night, I almost
slept with Miss Guo with just one move, 'Old Tree Roots. '

Damn it, since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. She's just a courtesan, what's the big deal? I'm not afraid she'll eat me alive! Bah, if anyone's going to eat someone, it'll be me
eating her." I pushed open the door to the courtyard alone. Two pretty maids led me to the back hall. The courtesan Liu, hiding behind a beaded curtain, sat before
the soft couch. "Young Master Yang, is that you?"

The talented Liu herself rolled up the beaded curtain, revealing a face of
unparalleled beauty. Her black hair was piled high, her cheeks were fair, her eyes were almond-shaped, her nose was delicate, and her lips were cherry-like. Although she wore a simple dress, her radiance was subtle. She moved like a willow swaying in the breeze, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with every glance
. She was truly an incomparably beautiful woman.

Hmm, pretty face, hot body, alluring eyes, shy voice—she really does seem like a virgin.
My virginity was taken by this girl, so it's not too bad. I subconsciously slicked back my hands: "Graceful and slender, just over
thirteen , like a flower in the second month of spring. Along the ten-mile road of Yangzhou in the spring breeze, even the rolled-up beaded curtains cannot compare."

Liu Rushi felt sweet inside, her face flushed, and she shyly asked, "Thank you for your kind words, Young Master Yang. I have nothing to
repay you with, but how about I sing you a song?"

Oh, before going to bed, sing some karaoke first? I know, I know, okay, okay. I didn't expect the rules in the brothels
of the Southern Song Dynasty to be so similar to those of later generations, hehe... "Clouds fly over the Longshou Mountains, the sun sets on the riverbank, the misty waves
fill my eyes as I lean on the railing for a long time. I stand gazing at the desolate passes and rivers, a thousand miles of clear autumn, I can't bear to look. The distant capital, the graceful fairy, since
we parted, I can't send you any more letters. The wild goose
has no message, it slowly flies down to the riverbank, my thoughts are endless. I think back to the past, how many joyful gatherings we had; who knew that we would be separated so soon, turning into rain and clouds of sorrow. I am hindered from traveling. Every time I climb mountains and stand by the water, it stirs up all my life's memories, a wave of sadness washes over me, I am silent all day, and then I descend the stairs." After the song, Liu Rushi
moved lightly and asked quietly, "Young master, I didn't sing well, I offended your ears, please forgive me."

Look, being a courtesan really changes things, even her words are so refined, and the little song she sang wasn't some kind of "Eighteen Touches of the Back
Garden" song. If my mother-in-law hadn't forced me to study hard for three years, I really wouldn't have understood what this girl was singing?

"The young lady's zither music harmonizes perfectly, its meaning profound and lingering, seemingly imbued with an indescribable melancholy that permeates the poem's realm. But what
is the cause of this melancholy, young lady?"

This was the beginning of blatant flirting. The renowned courtesan and talented woman, Liu, blushed. "Young master,
how could you not understand my thoughts?" Liu Rushi said coquettishly, covering her lips with a light laugh, giving me a charmingly reproachful glance.

There was definitely something going on; the little girl was encouraging me to continue. I relaxed, reverting to my usual
flirtatious grew increasingly explicit and provocative. Liu Rushi, however, seeing that I was only verbally indulging without taking any real action,
grew increasingly anxious, wanting to add fuel to the fire. "Young master, may I go and get some more wine?"

Liu Rushi stood up, her alluring back to me. From behind, her waist was even thinner than Guo Fu's,
and her full hips were as round and plump as San Niang's. As she walked, her hips swayed, exuding a flirtatious charm. Wine is
the matchmaker for lust, and I was aroused. I rushed over and hugged the courtesan's slender waist from behind, pressing my lower abdomen against her full hips, and pushed
her down onto the bed.

"Young master, do you think you look down on my humble appearance..."

Hearing these soft words, my blood boiled, and I gasped for breath. I had switched to a lower-body-driven mode,
feeling as if the girl's words carried a strange magic. I tightly embraced her delicate body, and my little brother instantly
became erect, thick and long, pressing hard against Liu Rushi's fragrant buttocks. My hands slowly reached for her full testicles.

"Young master, don't..."

The word "don't" was like a deadly blade piercing my heart. I was devastated. Hadn't I sworn that I
was just here to see what it was like and wouldn't do anything out of line? But if I just ended things so hastily, wouldn't I become
the laughingstock of Xiangyang City? What if people changed my name to "Yang Wei" (meaning "withered willow")...? Just as I was caught in a dilemma, Liu
Rushi saw through my thoughts and thought I was blaming myself for my infidelity and felt sorry for Miss Guo. "Young Master, you've hurt me,
I wonder if you could get up first..."

I stood up abruptly, smiling awkwardly, "I drank too much, and my legs just wouldn't obey me. I'm sorry to have made you laugh,
Lady Liu. I don't know if I hurt you."

Liu Rushi said with a somewhat somber expression, "Fortunately, you didn't fall, Young Master, so I'm relieved."

"It's getting late, I should go back now. My family will worry if I get back too late, so I'll take my leave." Seeing that she seemed ready to unleash
a storm , I quickly bowed and said goodbye.

"In that case, I won't see you off," Liu Rushi replied calmly.

As I stepped out the door, I suddenly felt that leaving like this might hurt the young lady's feelings. Leaning against the doorframe, I said, "Miss Rushi,
my heart is already with someone, my love is already committed, and I truly cannot make room for you. Although I am also attracted by your graceful appearance
and amazed by your breathtaking dance, it is precisely because of this that I cannot bear to hurt you. I know I
cannot promise you a lifetime of happiness. I'm sorry, please forget me."

"Thank you for your honesty, young master. Knowing your true feelings, I have no regrets." The embers of her heart
seemed to reignite. Hearing my heartfelt praise and my consideration for her, Liu Rushi felt a surge of gratitude.
Perhaps she truly only admired his handsome appearance and outstanding talent, but knew nothing about him as a person.
If it was just for a fleeting moment of pleasure, what about the future? She hadn't expected him to see things so clearly, and not to be heartless towards her. Thinking
of this, Liu Rushi was captivated…

Chapter Thirty: Guo'er, carry me back to my room.

I slunk out of the Drunken Life Pavilion without even saying goodbye to Mo Sanzhi. I figured that show-off was out
fooling around , and I couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense. So I strolled alone towards the Guo family compound.

Just as I reached the gate, I heard Guo Fu's voice from inside the courtyard. "Let go! How dare you be so rude?"

I was furious. Damn it, who dared to act so arrogantly on my turf? I pushed open the gate and saw a disheveled
man with a tangled beard tugging at his fiancée's sleeve. Oh my god, the legendary weirdo is here? Where did he come from?
A member of the Beggars' Sect? Could he be Lu Youjiao?

"Big brother, come save me!" Guo Fu cried out for help as soon as she saw her lover return.

"Ayuan, don't go, don't leave me… Where is that brat Lu Zhanyuan? Let me chop him to death with one blow, so he won't dare to steal my fiancé!"
"Come on, my good daughter. A-Yuan, don't be afraid, Daddy will take you back to Dali, and we'll live together."

"Wu Santong? How dare you cause trouble at the Guo residence! Release Fu-mei!" I was furious, but
I was hesitant to push too far and risk provoking the old madman. You damned bastard, I didn't kill you to avenge Third Sister, and you actually came to Xiangyang to harass my wife? But I was a little puzzled.
How did this old madman find his way here, and how did he become so enraged ? "Wu Santong, are you crazy? Release Miss Guo!" "Father, release Fu-mei, she's not my sworn sister." "At this moment, Wu Sanniang returned from the market with her two sons, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, and entered the courtyard through the side gate. She saw him grabbing Guo Fu's sleeve and shouting. I saw Sanniang trembling with anger, tears welling in her eyes, knowing she was extremely upset. My heart ached: 'Let go, or I'll get rough with you!' I glanced at Wu Santong and saw that he not only wouldn't let go, but his actions became increasingly inappropriate, trying to grab Guo Fu's waist, scaring her so much she was almost crying. 'You little brat, I'll kill you first, then find that bitch Li Mochou to avenge A Yuan, and see who A Yuan elopes with then.'" Wu Santong released Guo Fu's sleeve and turned to attack. His fingers hissed and whistled – it was the Southern Emperor's signature move, the One-Finger Divine Skill. What kind of nonsense was this? Had he gone mad and lost his logical thinking? One minute he was looking for Lu Zhanyuan, the next for Li Mochou. Did he even know He Yuanjun was dead? I dared not be careless and barely managed to block Wu Santong's One-Finger Divine Skill with my Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. As soon as we exchanged blows, I was in dire straits. I had only learned three of the eighteen palms. Besides the one move, "Regretful Dragon," which I could use fairly well, there were two moves that were all show and no substance: "Leaping Over the Abyss" and "Dragon's Tail." The "Dragon's Tail" move was also very limited; it could . "Brother, catch the sword!" Guo Fu, seeing that I was at a disadvantage, took a fine steel sword from the side and was about to throw it to me. "Sister Fu, no! That's my father!" "Wu Dunru quickly pulled Guo Fu aside. Xiao Wu also came up and stopped Guo Fu. "Get out of the way! Can't you see Brother Yang is about to collapse? That madman attacked so violently, Brother Yang is in danger!" Guo Fu said anxiously. I cursed these three beasts a hundred times in my heart, tracing their lineage back to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and even extending to their thirty-sixth generation descendant. "Damn it, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, are you trying to kick me when I'm down?" I finally couldn't hold back my anger and shouted loudly. "Guo'er, catch." " A flash of light, and the birchwood spear I used for practice was already in front of me. I reached out and grabbed it, holding it firmly in my hand. I glanced at it briefly, and sure enough, it was Third Sister who had thrown the spear to me. She was looking at me with concern, and my heart warmed. I roused myself, thrusting, stabbing, and parrying with the wooden spear, wielding it with ferocious power, making Wu Santong scream and retreat step by step. My spearhead was wrapped with cotton wrapped in thick cloth, so it only hurt but didn't injure me, but it ignited Wu Santong's ferocity. With a 'thud,' Wu Santong was tripped to the ground by a 'tripping technique' I had stolen from Huang Rong's Dog-Beating Staff Technique. He angrily tried to get up. Third Sister, out of consideration for their years of marriage, stepped forward to help him up, but Wu Santong slapped her hard across the face, saying: 'Get the hell out of here! I don't need you to flatter me, you traitorous slut!'" "Wu Santong saw the large stone locks not far away. He took a step forward , grabbed two stone locks weighing 150 jin each, and hurled them at me. Seeing San Niang being hit, my anger flared up again. Just as I was about to check on San Niang's injuries, I heard Guo Fu cry out , 'Big brother, be careful!' I snapped out of my daze and barely dodged the boulder. The sound of the stone locks whistling through the air was chilling. After a dozen or so blows, I had no choice but to parry with my spear. The wooden pole was instantly shattered by Wu Santong's double locks. Wu Santong his advantage, and with a double-headed strike, he aimed two stone locks at my ears, about to hit me. 'No…' 'Stop!'" "Shouts came from both ends of the courtyard at the same time. My vision blurred, and then I heard a tidal wave of powerful energy attacking from behind me. 'Boom!' Wu Santong was thrown three feet away, lying motionless on the ground, the stone lock in his hand falling to either side of his body. 'Uncle Guo.' I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Such powerful palm strikes, apart from Hong Qigong, only Guo Jing could match it. 'Guo'er, are you alright?' Guo Jing asked with concern. 'I'm fine. But if Uncle Guo had come back any later, I'm afraid Guo'er would have been flattened by him.' Huang Rong walked closer and saw: 'Brother Jing, it's Wu Santong.' 'What? It's Senior Brother Wu? Guo'er, why are you fighting with your Uncle Wu?'" "He had just finished inspecting the city defenses with Huang Rong when he returned home to find me fighting in the courtyard. He didn't have time to see who it was; he only noticed his disciple's name was in danger before intervening. He never expected that the one he sent flying was Wu Santong. " "Brother Jing, he...he's dead," Huang Rong said, incredulous yet bitter. "What?" Guo Jing was stunned, asking loudly in astonishment. He had been eager to save someone, but he had been careful ; it was impossible for him to kill Wu Santong with a single blow. "Father!" "Father!" "Ignoring their master's presence, Da Wu and Xiao Wu collapsed onto Wu Santong's corpse, weeping . Seeing Guo Jing's helpless and disoriented state, I was also surprised. I pulled the terrified Guo Fu and Wu Sanniang aside and reported the whole story to the panicked Guo Jing and Huang Rong. Huang Rong was the first to calm down, asking about every detail of what had just happened. After she finished asking, she pondered for a moment. Hearing the mournful wails of Da Wu and Xiao Wu not far away, she knew that she had to give an explanation, after all, her husband had killed him. "Hey? Master, look at this... even his lips are blackish-purple. If it's not a sudden death due to a blocked heart meridian, then it's a sign of being poisoned ." I said, pointing to Wu Santong's corpse. "Hmm, could it be him? Guo'er, take off his shirt and take a look." Huang Rong judged from my description that she basically . "Master, there's a wound on his back." "I kicked away Da Wu, who was protecting his father's body, and took off Wu Santong's worn-out cotton robe. I searched him thoroughly and found a dark bruise on his spine, which, upon closer inspection, appeared to be a snake or insect bite mark . "It's Ouyang Feng!" Huang Rong exclaimed. "Ah? Master, you're mistaken, it's Ximen Qing." I chuckled slyly to myself. "Pfft." Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh, leaving everyone present somewhat bewildered. It turned out that Huang...

When Rong accompanied me in my studies, I would tell her stories. Among them, the stories that the clever Huang Rong loved most were *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*,
*Journey to the West*, and *Water Margin*. Huang Rong even asked me how I knew so many stories she had never heard before, and I always said
it was from storytellers in teahouses when I was a child. Fortunately, the characters in *Romance of the Three Kingdoms* and *Water Margin* were all familiar
figures from the countryside. Guo Sheng, one of the 108 heroes of Liangshan, was even an ancestor of Guo Jing, so Huang Rong and Guo Fu enjoyed listening to
their stories and often pestered me to tell them more. The most regrettable thing was that I hadn't read *Dream of the Red Chamber* in my previous life. In
my opinion, that's something for women; how could it compare to the excitement of *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, *Journey to the West*, and *Water Margin*? But now I'm filled with regret. They say
it's a killer weapon for picking up girls; countless time travelers have supposedly slept with thousands of beauties using just one copy of *The Story of the Stone*.
If I'd studied it properly back then, I wouldn't be this sanctimonious bookworm here; I might already
be in my master's bed, studying that *Mirror of Love and Lust* with him. However, the only consolation is that I'm not without my own trump card.
Don't forget, I'm a seasoned scholar of *Jin Ping Mei*. In my past life, I always considered myself a master of both Jin Yong's novels and
*Jin Ping Mei* an authority on both. So, when Guo Fu wasn't around, I'd often secretly add embellished *Jin Ping Mei* excerpts to *Water Margin*. Of course,
Huang Rong wouldn't be unfamiliar with Ximen Qing. Therefore, this little episode is also a little secret between her and me.

Now that the truth was out, Da Wu and Xiao Wu didn't pursue the matter further. However, in my opinion, these two cold-hearted brothers probably
couldn't bear to part with the Guo family's long-term meal ticket. Even if their own father died, someone would pay for a good coffin, saving them the
trouble of dealing with it later. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh. "Old Guo, if you died without even a son, these
two brothers would probably have wrapped you in a straw mat and thrown you into a mass grave.

" "Third Sister, you're bleeding." While everyone else was busy, Guo and Huang sent Da Wu and Xiao Wu to fetch a coroner to examine the body. The two
returned to the study to write a letter to Master Yideng, wanting to clarify the cause of Wu Santong's death. Master Yideng and his
three disciples, Fisherman, Woodcutter, and Reader, lived in seclusion not far away, in Zhangjiajie, about 300 li from Xiangyang. Guo Fu and I stayed to keep Third Sister company.
I lied and said I hadn't eaten lunch, sending Guo Fu to the kitchen. When no one was looking, I secretly handed my handkerchief to
Third Sister, who was still in a daze after being greatly shocked. "If you want to cry, just cry." I carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Wah..." Even the strong-willed Third Sister couldn't bear this series of blows and threw herself into my arms, crying uncontrollably. I
hugged Third Sister with a heavy heart, gently patting her back to comfort her. "Don't cry, don't cry, it's easy to hurt yourself like this. It's all
over now, all over now. Just think of it as a dream, everything will be alright. Third Sister still has Guo'er, so Third Sister, don't be sad. Guo'er will
never let Third Sister be hurt again. Guo'er will make Third Sister live happily forever and never let Third Sister shed a single tear again."

"Mmm..." Third Sister nestled in my arms and responded softly.

"Third Sister, are you feeling better?" I held Third Sister's shoulders and looked into her eyes as I asked.

"Hmm, much better, thank you, Guo'er. It's just that I can't accept it yet, after all, we've lived together for over ten years... I
..." Third Sister said, her face contorted with tears, which streamed uncontrollably from her rough hands.

Seeing the redness and swelling on her face, my heart ached as if being stabbed by a knife. "Third Sister, don't move. I'll go get you some
medicine to relieve the pain and reduce the swelling."

When I returned with the medicine, the room was empty. Wu Third Sister was nowhere to be seen. Only a note remained on the table: "Don't
come looking for me. Third Sister just wants some peace and quiet. I'll be back tonight."

Thinking she wouldn't have gone too far, I placed the medicine on the table and followed her out of the Guo residence. Sure enough, I hadn't gone far when I
saw Third Sister's figure flash by, turning a corner. I didn't disturb her, just followed her from a distance, wondering where she
was going.

We walked along seven or eight streets, one after the other, until I saw Third Sister enter a restaurant. I wondered if Third Sister was planning to order
some dishes to celebrate her hard-won single life.

"Third Sister, stop drinking, come back with me." I found a corner and sat there for almost half an hour, watching Third
Sister cry and drink alone, without even ordering any food. She was really just drowning her sorrows in alcohol. I sat down next to her and whispered something to her.

When Third Sister saw me, she felt even more heartbroken and cried even harder, choking out, "Guo'er, don't worry about me, Third Sister
is really in so much pain right now..."

I held Third Sister's soft hand with heartache and said, "Third Sister, even if you're sad, don't hurt yourself like this..."

"I hurt myself? Yes, I like it... Just like when my man was beaten to death, I wasn't sad at all... I liked it,
I was happy!" Third Sister suddenly stood up and laughed loudly.

Oh my god! Third Sister was really drunk. I saw the surprised people around us, who had already started secretly pointing and whispering about us.
"Third Sister, you're drunk. I know you're upset, but seeing you like this makes me even upseter."

"You're upset? You're no better than me, do you think I don't know? You haven't been kind to me either, do you think
I don't know? Smell yourself, you smell like perfume. Where have you been today?"

Damn it, who said women's IQ drops to zero when they're in love? I didn't even notice such a fatal mistake. Thinking of my shrewd,
calculating mother-in-law, did she already see through it? ...But I never expected Third Sister to be so jealous of herself.

*Smack!* I slammed a silver ingot on the table, and without a word, picked up Third Sister, whom I'd put to sleep, and was about to leave.

"Sir, this…" The waiter immediately tried to stop me.

I took out a few more copper coins and stuffed them into the waiter's hand. "It's none of your business, you decide
for ." With that, I turned and walked out of the tavern without looking back.

The waiter, seeing the copper coins in his hand bent into right angles from being squeezed, trembled with fear and didn't dare utter a word for a long time.

"Where is this?" When Third Sister woke up and found herself lying on a bed, she instinctively asked.

"Third Sister, you're awake?" After releasing her pressure points, I sat by her bedside.

"Guo'er..." Third Sister didn't react violently, only calling softly. "Where are we?"

"You were drinking alone at the tavern and caused a scene, so I brought you here to rest temporarily
. It's alright, lie down for a while." I had gone downstairs to fetch a basin of water. Seeing Third Sister awake, I took my handkerchief, wet it, wrung it out, and wiped her
face, especially carefully touching the bruises, afraid of hurting her.

Seeing my tender actions, Third Sister couldn't help but tear up again, on the verge of sobbing. "Why are you still so good to me?"

“Because I can’t do it,” I answered simply. Third Sister felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but didn’t speak further.

“Third Sister, does it still hurt?”

Third Sister shook her head.

“And your heart?”

This time, Third Sister was silent. “What else can Third Sister say? San Tong is dead. I don’t know if I’m truly heartbroken,
after all, we’ve been husband and wife for so many years, but Third Sister’s heart is in turmoil, truly in turmoil.” After a long silence, Wu Third Sister finally revealed her true
feelings.

“Third Sister, why? That bastard treated you like that, didn’t you see? He wasn’t thinking of you even in his dying moments, was it worth it?”
I felt a surge of anger, and jealousy suddenly welled up.

“Guo’er, do you know about my past?” Third Sister asked slowly. "My real name is Lin Ruyin, and my home is in Dali.
My father is a Yi, the chief of the Baiyi tribe, as you call him."

"So you have a rule of lifelong fidelity?" I suddenly thought of Dao Baifeng. It seemed like all the women of the Baiyi tribe had
similar fates. I thought to myself… "It seems you know, but we… sigh, never mind. Third Sister is
conflicted. I've never loved that man. Back then, he was a great general, and my father married me to
him to climb the social ladder. But ironically, less than a year later, he lost his power with the late emperor." Third Sister smiled. "Actually,
I don't resent my father. As a woman, I had to marry sooner or later; I didn't have the right to choose. He treated me fairly well.
Until she appeared…"

I knew that what remained was another complicated love triangle involving He Yuanjun, Lu Zhanyuan, Li Mochou, and Wu Santong. Sure enough,
Third Sister briefly recounted the story, which largely matched what was mentioned in the original *The Return of the Condor Heroes*.

"So you're worried I'll fall for someone else?" I gently brushed aside San Niang's slightly disheveled hair and asked.

"Yes, as a Baiyi woman, I can't accept sharing my husband with someone else. But you're so young, so
handsome, and I'm already... hehe." The implication was that she didn't expect me to give up my promising future for her.

Of course, I wouldn't be foolish enough to give up a whole forest for one tree, but I was still determined to take the gamble. "San Niang, if I
agree to go with you to a secluded paradise no one else can reach, a world that belongs only to you and me..."

San Niang was stunned. Last night, he had been thinking about his responsibilities, about his Fu'er... "No, one day you'll regret it. Even if
you don't say it, you'll regret it in your heart. I can't do that."

"San Niang." My heart was filled with mixed emotions. I hadn't expected that even with such a big bet, she wouldn't take it. Was there really no way to persuade
her? The good thing was that San Niang hadn't agreed to my suggestion either; otherwise, I really wouldn't have agreed to elope with her.

"Fine, who can blame me for loving you so much, my little darling?" Third Sister suddenly smiled and began to undress me.

"Third Sister, what are you doing?" I was startled by Third Sister's actions and quickly stopped her.

"Haven't you always wanted to?"

"You mean, here?" I was a little excited, but this change was too strange, so I couldn't help but ask more questions: "Are you
planning to leave after this? Or do your Baiyi tribe have some kind of custom, like dying for love?"

"No, my darling, Third Sister has decided. All those tribal rules, all those restrictions, let them go. They only said to be faithful
to one person until death , and that's over now. Third Sister is free, what's there to worry about? Third Sister knows you love me, love me
so deeply, and Third Sister also loves Guo'er, and loves him very much too..." Third Sister said, blushing and lowering her head.

Wow, this is really a lucky break! Could this be true? I pinched my cheek; it hurt, but I wasn't sure:
"Third Sister, can you pinch me?"

"Hmm?" Third Sister looked at me, puzzled.

"I feel like I'm dreaming. Pinch me and see if it hurts." I asked, dumbfounded.

Chapter Thirty-One: The Enchanting Third Sister, Truly Enchanting.

"What are you looking at?" The beautiful Third Sister, seeing me staring at her intently, felt a mixture of shyness and delight, yet also a slight, angry reproach.

"Third Sister, am I dreaming? Why don't you pinch me quickly?" I said foolishly, grabbing her soft hands and
placing on my thighs.

"Fool. You're not dreaming. Guo'er, you have deep feelings for me, and I feel the same way... I've long considered
myself yours, otherwise, how could I tolerate you..." The Third Sister's voice grew softer, her pretty face flushed, and her head drooped,
making her even more charming. At least, I felt that at this moment, the Third Sister was even more captivating than Huang Rong.

Seeing the beautiful Third Sister's bold declaration of love, I was moved. I took her delicate hand and placed it on my left chest, loudly
proclaiming , "Third Sister, I hope you will agree to let me take care of you for the rest of my life and be my wife." (I'll count
myself as one of them, you're mine, and the rest are Yang Guo's. That way, I won't lose out.

) The Third Sister turned away, blushing deeply, and whispered, "I am but a willow, my youthful beauty has faded. Besides, I have no intention of remarrying."

I grasped her soft hands and said, "If you don't believe me, I swear, Heaven above, I am willing to marry Miss Lin Ruyin.
If I ever wrong her in the slightest, may I be struck by lightning!"

The shy Third Sister, unaware of my intentions, quickly turned and covered my mouth with her hand. I took the opportunity to gently kiss her palm. The beautiful
Third Sister giggled and quickly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushed, both shy and happy, her expression utterly alluring. Unable to resist the wicked fire within me, I slowly
pulled the beautiful Third Sister into my arms.

“Guo’er, Third Sister said she wouldn’t marry you, but she didn’t say she wouldn’t be with you. In the future, perhaps… no, there will definitely be many girls
who like you. You’re a good person in every way, but you’re just soft-hearted. As long as you promise not to let Third Sister down, Third Sister doesn’t care about the title.” Third
Sister said softly in my arms .

Wow, am I going to strike it rich now? “You’re so good. I will never let you down, not now,
not in the future… Ruyin will always be the woman I love most in my heart.”

Third Sister blushed as red when I called her by her childhood name, but she didn’t respond.

“Can I call you Ruyin from now on? Or Yin’er?” You always call me Guo’er, now I, a man, should have some fun too.

“When I was at my parents’ home, my childhood name was Yin’er,” Third Sister chuckled softly, nestled against my chest, and murmured,
“Guo’er, your love for Third Sister is as deep as the sea, so Third Sister is yours from now on! But in front of outsiders, please still call me Third Sister
.”

“Yin’er, Yin’er, this feels so good, finally there’s a sense of equality.”

Third Sister chuckled, her beautiful face blooming like a peach blossom. “You’re so much younger than me, of course I
’ll call you Guo’er, not Master!”

I was greatly annoyed. Really, you’re only six years older than me, you can call me husband, little Guo, I…
"What a big mistake."

I smiled wickedly. "My darling, my dear Yin'er, look how small Guo'er really is!"

I grabbed one of the beautiful woman's jade-like hands and placed it between her legs, over that fiery ball of desire.

Her jade-like hand touched that hard, erect, and hot mound. "Ah~!" Third Sister recoiled as if struck by lightning, her cheeks flushing red.
"Guo'er, you're so naughty~"

With such beauty laid out on the bed, how could I resist such temptation? Good Third Sister, the worst was yet to come. I lowered my head and kissed Third Sister's
rose-red lips. My kiss was rough, and Third Sister responded passionately, her hands wrapping around my waist, gripping my clothes tightly. Her soft
body trembled and twisted with my caresses, her warm, full breasts, flat stomach, and strong legs pressed against my
strong body, rubbing intensely and thirstily... Purple lace curtains hung low, the room was filled with fragrance, overflowing with the scent of spring. Third Sister's passion
surged like a tidal wave, and my lust flared instantly. I recklessly stripped off both my own and Third Sister's clothes,
kneeling beside the beautiful woman's jade-like legs. Third Sister's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, her breasts heaving gracefully, her moon-white silk undergarment clinging tightly, particularly alluring.

As the saying goes, legs are a woman's second face. I didn't have time to understand this principle in my previous life before I passed away. However,
at this moment, Third Sister's slender, jade-like feet were simply breathtakingly beautiful, their soles as white and lustrous as warm jade, their curves soft and graceful,
plump and rounded without being bony. I couldn't resist the urge to pick them up

and kiss them. Third Sister flinched slightly, her toes curling gently, allowing me to caress them gently. Following her jade-like feet, I stroked her
shapely calves, feeling their smooth, supple texture, as flawless as jade—truly a sight to behold, with skin as pure as ice and bones, free from sweat, and a subtle fragrance filling the air.

Third Sister bit her lip, closed her beautiful eyes, and moaned softly. She thought, "Wu Santong has never used such gentle methods. Guo'er, you are truly
my destined nemesis!" Then, my fingertips gently tickled the sole of her jade-like foot, making her toes twitch and she let out a soft cry:
"Mmm~ Don't...don't make me uncomfortable, hurry up!"

I looked up and saw her arched eyebrows, slightly upturned cherry lips, an expression that was both happy and angry, tender and alluring to the bone. My heart fluttered
; I finally understood what it meant to be captivated by beauty. I knew Third Sister was young; although she had been married for many years, she was still
inexperienced , not much more so than me, a novice. My hands trembled as I untied the sash of her undergarment, revealing a
bright red bra underneath, covering a pair of full, snow-white breasts. I swallowed hard, loosened my grip on her bodice, and her jade-like testicles bounced out as if
startled , her two crimson nipples trembling. I placed my hands on Third Sister's proud breasts; though not
very firm, they were soft like a white membrane. The areolas of Third Sister's breasts were large and dark red, clearly those of a mature
woman , exuding an alluring fragrance. I couldn't resist taking one into my mouth.

Third Sister let out a soft "Ah!" and gripped the quilt tightly, clearly overwhelmed with excitement. Her slender arms instinctively wrapped around
my neck, soothing her little man like a breastfeeding mother. I gently released her nipple, slowly climbing upwards,
kissing her blushing neck and lightly biting her delicate earlobe. A soft
moan, a mixture of pleasure and shyness, escaped her lips… Each enchanting moan from her was like a horn encouraging my continued advance. “Yin’er
, I love you, I love you…” I wildly used my hands and mouth, sucking and smacking loudly, whispering in her ear. A series
of breathtaking moans echoed in her throat, “Guo’er, Guo’er, no… um… I, oh…
” My heart pounded with desire, my penis throbbing as if about to burst… San’er was equally tense and agitated,
beads of sweat glistening on her hot skin.

I slowly pressed her down, gently kissing her breasts and arms, my hand secretly slipping inside her panties, my fingertips lightly tracing
the two mysterious mounds between her legs. My touch revealed a warm, moist surface, causing San Niang's body to tremble violently, her soft moans becoming cloyingly seductive…
I felt my mouth go dry, wanting to unleash my legendary ultimate move, flipping her over and over, my heart pounding wildly, my movements
inevitably becoming a little too forceful.

“Ugh~!” San Niang shuddered, letting out a soft moan, her strong, slender thighs clamping tightly together.

I trembled as I gently embraced the beautiful woman's slender waist, lifting her plump, firm buttocks, and pulled down her underpants.

The shy San Niang blushed, biting her bright red lower lip, refusing to look at me.

I grasped the beautiful woman's two delicate ankles, gently parting them slightly, looking down, and saw the woman's private parts covered in lush grass, an infinitely
beautiful sight . Her lower abdomen was round and firm, her slender waist could be encircled with one hand, her plump, smooth buttocks, and I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of creation. The gentle and dignified
Third Sister actually had such an enviable figure… Damn it, that short, ugly Wu Santong is such a fool, having such a good wife but not
knowing how to cherish her, only thinking about things he can't have… I was about to straighten up and shove my sword back in its sheath when Third Sister said in
a trembling voice , “Guo’er, no, wait a moment.” She reached out and stopped me from taking any further action.

What? No way, she's going to back out now? My face fell instantly.

Third Sister actually cried, “Guo’er, I… I’m a withered flower, yet you still… Otherwise, otherwise, after you and Fu’er
get married, then… Then Third Sister will definitely give it to you, okay?”

Phew, so that’s what happened. I was truly moved. The Southern Song people’s concept of chastity was really strong. Especially
those remarried women who had met the wrong man, the most common thing they said was: "I am but a withered willow, a faded flower, unworthy of
... Unlike those women of later generations who are keen on going to bars and having one-night stands, they get together with whoever they like, and after it's over in a hotel, they go home and
have sex with their husbands again... Having lived in the Southern Song Dynasty for three years, I think that famous courtesans like Dong Shuqing and Xie Aman are
much cleaner than these women, at least they are doing it for a living..." Yin'er, don't rush. "I whispered in Third Sister's ear. People say that the essence
of a virgin is the most nourishing, and the good stuff should of course be saved for my beloved. Just be my bride in peace. "I suddenly remembered
that how could this occasion be without wine? I got out of bed naked and took two cups, and filled the teacups with the half-bottle of wine I had just poured.

"Wife, come, drink a cup of nuptial wine with your husband. “

You bad man…” When San Niang heard me call her “my dearest love,” she shyly accepted the wine cup. After

the cup, her already rosy cheeks flushed even more, and even her once snow-white neck and shoulders were tinged
with a blush. Her bright eyes seemed to outshine the begonias, and her delicate face was as shy as frost flowers.

At this moment, silence spoke louder than words. I sensed that the beautiful woman was ready, both in body and mind. “Ruyin, my darling
! Relax, your husband is coming in. Don’t worry, in my heart you have always been flawless.”

“Guo’er, my good husband… come, come and let Yin’er experience the true feeling of being loved.” My words touched San Niang’s heart.
It was warm inside.

I couldn't help but kiss the beauty's red lips, not greedily inhaling, but with a gentle, tender touch, like a soft breeze and a
gentle drizzle , nourishing San Niang's heart. Such gentleness, such tender affection, accurately conveyed a message to San Niang: I love
you, I will take care of you for life, no matter how difficult the obstacles, we will be together until we grow old.

One hand gently caressed San Niang's smooth, round buttocks, her beautiful, mature body carrying a faint fragrance of petals,
refreshing and invigorating . My other hand supported my manhood, lingering at the winding entrance.

San Niang was already aroused, her cherry lips slightly parted. "Husband, don't torment Ru Yin anymore, come in quickly."
San Niang was already unable to resist the teasing, her lower body tingling with an itchy sensation, while her lover had passed by her home three times without entering, keeping her waiting, making
San Niang unable to help but plead softly.

Panting heavily, I abandoned part of the position and concentrated all my forces on the assault. I grabbed Third Sister's ankles, spreading her
long, jade-like legs into an M shape. This time, I finally got a full
glimpse nestled among the lush grass, were two plump, pink labia tightly closed, luscious and smooth… As the saying goes: "The flower path has never been
swept for guests, but the humble gate is now opened for you." The entrance to the paradise beneath the lush grass was already slightly damp. Third Sister, overcome with shyness,
met my gaze with sweet eyes, her shyness barely contained.

"My darling, I'm coming!" My blood surged; I felt my blood begin to
evaporate , an irrepressible surge rising within me.

Third Sister nodded slightly, indicating she was ready. San Niang felt her flower lips being pressed against by the man's long, thick rod a few times,
finally allowing me to find the right path. The egg-sized glans had broken through the layers of barriers and successfully entered her flower path.
"Hiss...slow...slower...gentler...your treasure is too big...Ru Yin hasn't been here for too long...it hurts." San Niang finally
felt the long-lost heat. I was so full of energy, so youthful and restless, so reliable and fulfilled. San Niang
moved her hips in coordination with my movements, slightly lifting them so that I could penetrate deeper. San Niang looked closely at her lover with her bright eyes, seeing that I was covered in sweat and
seemed be ignoring her words due to nervousness. Suddenly, she remembered that she had been in the same situation last night and couldn't help but chuckle. "My
young master, you just told me to relax. Look at you, didn't you go and steal some food today?"

I had already succeeded most of the way, but the warm flower path and stamen felt like thousands of tiny hands simultaneously caressing and sucking my
penis . Although I was experiencing a surge of pleasure that felt like a torrent from my hair to my toes, I could only focus on fighting the ecstasy. I barely
managed to hold back from ejaculating and embarrassing myself on the spot. I had no energy left to worry about whether I was nervous.

"If I had touched Miss Liu, would you be laughing at me like this?" I found that having San Niang chat with me was actually
more effective at distracting me than reciting multiplication tables.

"Oh... that's it... that's it." San Niang's breath caught in her throat, and her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. She felt her
most sensitive spot being touched. She clutched the pair of mandarin duck pillows tightly, anticipating the moment of perfect union with her lover
… “Mmm…!” San Niang let out a long moan as the fiery, massive member had already reached her core, seemingly about to penetrate her most tender, private
space, filling it completely… San Niang felt almost overwhelmed by the touch; she climaxed the instant she was touched,
waves of fluid splashing across the white sheets… At that moment, tears and smiles mingled on the beautiful woman's face as she
nestled close to my chest, saying tenderly, “Guo’er, Ru Yin is finally yours, forever yours…”

I finally shed my virginity and began my journey into the world… Feeling San Niang’s heat and tightness,
the virgin, who had never experienced such pleasure, was completely intoxicated. “Yin’er, you’re like water, I love you so much
.” I hummed comfortably, but I knew I hadn’t yet fulfilled my mission. I gently pressed my hands against Third Sister's slender waist, already covered in
fine beads of sweat, and began to thrust. With each slow, deep thrust, I felt increasing lubrication; her warm, soft, moist flesh
enveloped my sharpness, making me lose all sense of time and pleasure. My lower body unconsciously quickened its thrusting pace.

"Ah!" The man's heat completely filled Third Sister's flower path, something Wu Santong's waxen spear could never provide.
Looking the young man throbbing wildly on top of her, Third Sister felt a mix of emotions. I... I seduced Guo'er. Ah, Third Sister felt
a pang of shame. I... I seduce a handsome young man half a year younger than me into bed... Accompanying this faint shame was a
feeling of fullness and satisfaction, and a forbidden, inexplicable pleasure. A distinct sensation traveled from her entire body to her brain,
waves of pleasure washing over her. With each vigorous thrust from her lover, the beautiful woman felt as if she were soaring to the heavens. Her petals, wet with desire,
were repeatedly drawn in and turned outwards by the intruder, copious amounts of fluid gushing forth, weaving a symphony of eroticism… San
Niang but moan softly, though she tried to keep it low, her restraint revealing a woman's demure beauty. This
only fueled my fervor, making me thrust even more vigorously into the beautiful woman.

A flush rose to San Niang's exquisite face, and tears of happiness streamed down her cheeks. With each thrust of the man, San Niang's
heart fluttered; with each withdrawal, she experienced a brief emptiness... Spirit and desire, love and pity, lingered between my
rising and falling ... The fusion of passion and lust, the union of spirit and flesh, brought an unprecedented pleasure that made San Niang unable to control her body.
She pressed tightly against my strong body as I pressed down upon her. San Niang's rosy, full legs intertwined with mine, her hands tightly
embracing my waist. Her mature body instinctively chased and responded to the boundless pleasure... I lowered my head for a kiss, and San Niang's arms
wrapped around the man's neck, her rosy lips also bringing themselves closer, passing her fragrant saliva into her lover's mouth.

Looking at the beautiful woman beneath me, so passionately entwined and yielding to my ministrations, my
desire was aroused even more. I let out a furious roar, forcefully shoving her legs open and hoisting them onto my shoulders. I slapped her smooth buttocks
hard the sound ringing out and eliciting soft moans from her… “Husband…faster,
harder, Yin’er…Yin’er is going to be pounded to pieces…” San’er, now open to me, her heart filled with desire, her mature body's needs
ignited by my extraordinary talent, no longer caring about anything, a high-pitched moan escaped her throat… “Yin’er…ah, I…
I can’t stop, I’m about to…about to ejaculate.” The woman’s soft cries further fueled my madness… “Hmm…Yin’er…
Yin’er is about to come too, don’t hold back, shoot it all into Yin’er, give it all to Yin’er.” San’er let out a trembling sound, both painful and…
A blissful, unrestrained moan escaped her lips, her taut jade legs pointing high towards the ceiling, her waist thrusting
to meet my rough advances; their secret places were so perfectly aligned, their coordination so wildly harmonious… Suddenly, San Niang's
slender waist arched, lifting off the bed, her calf muscles taut and straight, her delicate toes, like fragrant cardamom, bending at almost a right angle
, a high-pitched and long moan escaping her throat: “I…I’m going to…ah…I’m ... In a moment, I suddenly remembered that after the legendary climax, there should be an ending, and the most important one at that. I struggled to get up, tidied the sweat-dampened hair on San Niang's forehead, and lightly pecked her still-blushing red lips. I then pulled the woman into my arms and gently stroked her smooth, satin-like skin. San Niang lay paralyzed on the bed, her eyes glazed, her nostrils flaring, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing rapid. But she was even more moved and began to sob. Wu Santong had never treated her so gently before. Every time we made love, I would fall asleep . When San Niang first married, she didn't know martial arts, and in those days she was often afraid that I would crush her to death. "Yin'er, why are you crying again? Does it still hurt?" I gently touched the slightly swollen handprint on San Niang's face and asked. "No, this little injury is nothing." This slap awakened San Niang's long-buried memories. Before she met me, being beaten and physically punished was commonplace. This hard slap wasn't even the worst. I could tell she was troubled, and I said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've stirred up unpleasant memories again. I promise you, I will never hit you , never scold you, and I will never bully you." San Niang seemed to have lost all her strength, leaning against me, tears streaming down her cheeks. She whispered, "I really don't know what kind of good fortune I accumulated in my past lives to meet a good boy like you, who loves me and is willing to do so much for me. Although we did such a shameful thing, Yin'er doesn't regret falling for you at all. I'm just afraid of jeopardizing your bright future... So, if you decide to leave, Yin'er won't blame you. After all, Yin'er already has memories worth treasuring for a lifetime ..." I listened to her finish with a smile. My heart was unusually calm. I pulled the blanket over both of us before speaking in a calm tone, "Having you is the greatest blessing of my life. Yin'er, your biggest flaw is that every decision you make is for others, never for yourself. I won't allow you to have that thought again, nor will I allow you to say you'll leave me. I don't want your future to be filled with tears and memories. I want you to be happy every day, happy with you and me." San Niang listened, tears streaming down her face, "I won't leave, I can't bear to part with you. But if you want Yin'er to stay, you must promise me three things." This line is truly a classic scene passed down through the ages… I thought to myself, "I promise you everything, no matter what it is." "First, our relationship must not be known to anyone, especially not to Master Guo and Sister Rong'er, your wife, and… my child." Only then did San Niang remember that she had two rebellious sons. "Okay, I promise." I was currently considering whether to find an opportunity to use the Mongols to get rid of these two burdensome children. "Secondly, outside, especially at the Guo residence, you cannot lay a finger on me." "Okay, I agree." I thought to myself, I'm not that arrogant. I know my place. If Guo Mutou sees me, or if my two adopted sons see me and report me, I'll be torn to shreds . That would be like meeting Wang Chongyang (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for his ruthlessness). "And thirdly..." Third Sister said hesitantly, "Could you take some contraceptive measures..." "Well... actually, I want Yin'er to have a beautiful child for me, and preferably my first child." I said with a smile. "No way! She's already so old. Do you really expect her to have a child at such an advanced age? It'll be so ugly." Third Sister turned away in protest. "Alright, alright, I'll do as you say. I'll just be more careful from now on." "Ugh~ I told you I wouldn't marry you, who asked you to be my husband..." Third Sister felt sweet inside, but she couldn't do anything about this rascal . She could only sigh and say, "Yin'er is an unlucky person, and I can't marry you either, lest you be tainted by this bad luck." Thinking of Wu Santong, who had just died, Third Sister felt a pang of sadness and regret. "Just kidding, if we put up a notice at the Guo mansion to recruit a son-in-law, we could definitely wear down the threshold. Let's go back and try it." "Go away, you never say anything serious. I'm talking to you seriously, and you're teasing me. I'm ignoring you." Third Sister spat lightly. I smiled and turned her around, saying earnestly, "Silly Yin'er, you're my darling, my precious treasure. How could let anyone have a chance to covet you? Don't worry, I'm tough. I survived when I was little, and I even survived poisoning. Now I've mastered all these skills, so what could possibly happen to me? Don't worry." "Hmm, hmm, let's not talk about this anymore. It's not good to keep bringing this up... Look, shouldn't you go back sooner so they don't worry?" Third Sister asked somewhat guiltily, afraid that Huang Rong's shrewdness would make her notice something. I looked at the sky; we'd been out for over an hour. "Yin'er... since it's already this late, there's no rush . Let's wash up first." "Hmm, that's fine." Third Sister picked up my underwear and outer clothes, checking them over. Luckily, they weren't dirty or damaged, otherwise, we probably wouldn't be able to go out later. "Baby?" I hugged Third Sister, and the two of us soaked together in the bathtub, our chests pressed against each other's backs. "Hmm?" "Was I really useless just now? You only lasted three incense sticks' worth of time... Were you comfortable?" I've heard that people who consistently train can last longer. I'm quite skilled in martial arts and have always practiced diligently. Unexpectedly, I only lasted three incense sticks' worth of time with Third Sister's body before giving up. I remember watching adult films in my later life, where a single intense encounter often lasted half an hour. Fifteen minutes! Is that even passing? Third Sister hadn't expected the naughty boy to ask such a pointless question. The beautiful woman's face flushed red, her voice barely a whisper: "It's...it's not bad, is it?"

"People say the first time is quick... I'll tell you a secret, but don't tell anyone... Your master and I's first time, it wasn't even half
an incense stick's time..."

"Hahaha..." I didn't expect women to spread such gossip.

"You're so annoying, don't let that kind of laughter get out, or I'll make you regret it." Third Sister said, blushing.

"Okay, I promise I won't tell." I had a general idea of what was going on. "What about Wu Santong?"

"When he married me, he had already been with countless women before, and it was only a little over an incense stick's time."

"Damn, then I'm pretty strong?" I exclaimed.

"You..." Third Sister was too embarrassed to say it. Not just strong, but too strong. A virgin, and he brought a mature
woman . Although it was because she was in love with him and willingly gave herself to him, she was afraid she wouldn't be able
to handle it in the future.

"What? Oh right, you just said your husband is not bad, so you're not satisfied?" "Is that..." I laughed
lewdly, my hands already reaching for Third Sister's smooth, firm breasts.

"Mmm~, Guo'er, no more, I just washed them." Third Sister pleaded softly.

"There's still so much water, no need to rush, wash some more, wash some more. Hahaha..."

"Stop fooling around, you have to get up early to study tomorrow!"

"Nonsense, a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I've been studying those Four Books and Five Classics for years, none of them
compare to . Let's change positions, and do it again, okay?"

"Pfft~~!" "The beautiful Third Sister, amused by my words, couldn't help but give me a charmingly glaring look.

'Oh…' Third Sister let out a soft cry, and I had already thrust into her wet and tender honey hole again. The pool water rippled, her clear cry
was melodious, the water murmured, and peach blossoms bloomed, filling the room with spring in an instant. 'Husband, you…you're so amazing…'

Chapter Thirty-Two: Damn, is the difference between a virgin and a man really that big?

'A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Those Four Books and Five Classics, I've been studying them for years, but they're nothing compared to your alluring and sexy body.
Let's change positions and do it again, okay?' I panted, begging the beauty for pleasure. 'Pfft!' The beautiful Third Sister, amused by my words, couldn't help but give me a charmingly glaring look, 'So, what position

do you want ?'"
"The beautiful Third Sister felt she was no longer a virgin. Although I didn't mind, she did. Wanting to retain her lover
's infatuation, she disregarded those shameful matters… My heart was pounding. I never expected the Third Sister to be
so obedient. But then I thought, Miao women are fiery, and even someone as steadfast as the Third Sister couldn't escape this
common trait . If I could properly train her… In an instant, a dozen ideas popped into my head… The precious 'Plain Maiden Classic' I obtained from the old poison
master contained ten chapters on the art of sexual intercourse, complete with illustrations, detailing various
techniques and positions for normal sexual intercourse, as well as the use of aphrodisiacs. The contents were indeed unbelievable and unheard of, pioneering the 'Dongxuanzi'…"
Beyond the "Jade Chamber Secrets," there was another world that made me admire Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke, that pair of lecherous father and son. It's a pity
I left in such a hurry today and didn't have time to bring it with me, otherwise… I whispered in Third Sister's ear, "Yin'er, actually, I
once saw a position in an ancient book, it's like this…"

Third Sister blushed deeply, her voice barely a whisper, "Guo'er, these… these shameful positions, I… I
don't know any of them… You… you teach Yin'er…" She turned her pretty face away, not daring to look at me.

My face glowed with desire, my heart fluttering. She was truly a gentle and lovely, tender and sweet darling… I said in a trembling voice, "Third Sister,
it… it's alright, I've never used it before." "This is our first time. Come on, let's practice together. It's such a good dual cultivation technique
; it would be a real waste not to practice it..."

San Niang was already completely captivated, and I, a virgin experiencing the pleasures of bed for the first time, naturally began to practice willingly.
San Niang obediently followed my instructions, turning over and placing her head and breasts against the edge of the bathtub, her hips raised high, her plump, round
thighs pressed tightly together, her snow-white, full buttocks swaying gently from this shameful movement, which only added to
her alluring and seductive aura... San Niang turned back and said to me in a shy, trembling voice, "Guo'er, you must be gentle with me..." "

I felt a 'thud' in my chest, as if struck by a heavy blow. It was so damn alluring! The doggy style I'd always dreamed of! I was mesmerized
, my desire finally overpowering any tenderness I felt. I mounted her again, and thrust deep inside.

The candlelight flickered, and in the rectangular oak tub, the warm water churned violently, almost boiling.
Soft, low moans escaped from the center of the tub, each breath a delicate whisper, like a clear spring murmuring softly
."

"Husband...Guo'er...please have mercy on Yin'er, my body is almost broken by you, I can't take it anymore..."
Amidst the undulating, lingering movements, San Niang's murmurs were like a soft breeze, faintly tinged with sobs.

I was even more consumed by lust, tightly embracing San Niang's full, pert buttocks, practicing the breathing techniques described in the book while experiencing
the exquisite pleasure... I was surprised to find that this method of breathing exercises and internal energy circulation could indeed postpone my
lovemaking Time, smug and self-satisfied, began to flaunt itself even more.

The wax dripped dry, as vibrant as the daughter's red wine enduring the harshness of the night. How long had passed? Suddenly, the murmuring
became short and cheerful. Finally, the birdsong and the splashing of the spring ceased, and all was quiet… In the warm embrace of the hibiscus-scented tent,
the emperor neglected his morning court. Whether

the emperor held court or not, I don't know. But one night of passion was enough; truly, embracing his beloved concubine was enough to make him sleep soundly, and he wouldn't even accept being emperor
… "Ah, it's all your fault. I'm completely exhausted." "The two of them bathed for almost half an hour, and the water
had long since cooled down. Third Sister couldn't help but complain to me. It was just as the saying goes: 'Hands helped her up, delicate and weak, just as she had received the rain and dew.' Third Sister
sat before her dressing table, her face flushed with shyness. She fastened her long robe and slowly coiled her long, beautiful hair, taking considerable effort to finish.
Her delicate face was shy and smiling, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes like spring water, two blushes on her jade-like cheeks, her gaze gentle and tender,
clear as water, still carrying a lingering spring passion.

I was once again captivated by Third Sister's charming and alluring demeanor, and seeing how weak and limp she was from my own efforts, needing
my help to walk, I could only laugh and appease her.

'Guo'er, come and help me put on this hairpin, okay?'" "Having finished her makeup, she whispered
to were more alluring than usual, and her eyes held a deep spring-like warmth. The tender affection she gave me was exceptionally captivating…'"
The exquisite, beautiful body beneath her dress, her high, firm breasts, and her shapely, undulating buttocks—all the delights of last night's caresses.

Thinking of that silky, delicate softness, I couldn't help but swallow again, inserting a hairpin into my woman's hair…
…“Third Sister, wait a minute.” I grabbed a bottle of wine, took a huge gulp, and then spat it into the air.

“What are you doing? You just washed up.” Third Sister asked, puzzled.

“This way I can explain things when we get back. You should drink a few more, pretend you're drunk, and I'll carry you back.” I said seriously.

“You're usually so shrewd, but you've made a foolish mistake. If I go back like this, your master will almost certainly find out what we've been doing, and of course,
Yin'er can't go back with you.” Third Sister tapped my forehead.

“Why didn't you tell me sooner…” I smiled bitterly. “Never mind, you'll wash with me again.” I simply resorted to being
a rogue .

In the end, Third Sister still forced me to return to the Guo residence early, because she felt utterly exhausted.
Although felt unsatisfied, seeing Third Sister's weary expression, I couldn't bear to force her any further. Thinking that good times should be enjoyed slowly and steadily,
I kissed her passionately one more time before leaving the inn alone.

Remembering Third Sister's advice before I left, I carefully checked my clothes, both inside and out, to make sure there was no rouge on them. I went to the best cosmetics shop
nearby and bought three boxes of premium Western Region perfumes and face powder. On my way back, I deliberately kicked up some dust
to make myself look like I was covered in travel dust.

As soon as I entered the Guo family gate, Miss Guo clung to me, "Senior Brother, where have you been all this time? I've been looking for you for ages, I was almost
frantic !"

Miss Guo had been very worried about my unexplained disappearance these past few days; her tone lacked its usual shyness and had become more aggressive
… Sigh, being a live-in son-in-law in the Guo family isn't easy.

After a day of passion, I went from a virgin to a fully grown man.
Compared to the alluring and captivating figure of Third Sister, Miss Guo, this little green apple, could be categorized as a plain, unassuming girl. In terms of personality, she lacked Third Sister's understanding nature,
which is another reason why I preferred Third Sister. After all, I had the mind of a twenty-six-year-old but
the body of an eighteen-year-old.

I walked behind Miss Guo, put my arm around her slender waist, and chuckled, "Fu'er, your brother is a little tired…
Didn't you see the note on the table? I went out to find Third Sister."

"I saw it, but you two were together, why didn't you stop her? Now look what's happened, Father has sent Da Wu and Xiao Wu
to look for you again." Guo Fu saw my weary expression and assumed I had been looking for Third Sister all afternoon. Her heart softened, and she pulled me to sit on the couch
to talk.

“Didn’t Third Sister get slapped? I went to find her some medicinal wine to help with the bruising, but when I came back, she was already gone. I
left the wine there and chased after her. I thought I might have caught up then.” I leaned back comfortably on the cushion and naturally pulled
Guo Fu into my arms.

“Did you find Third Sister? Why did you come back so late?”

“I chased her for a long time but couldn’t catch her. I was afraid that turning back would take too much time, and I thought that you and your parents
would feel more at ease if you saw the note on the table. I had no other choice. I asked around all the way, almost running around the four gates, and asked many people before
I finally found Third Sister. But she said she wanted to be alone for a while and wouldn’t be coming back for the next couple of days. I settled her in the Qingyuan
Inn near the Ten Wild Goose Pagoda.”

“Sigh, we were so busy trying to clarify this matter with Master Yideng that we neglected Third Sister’s feelings. Let’s go and bring her
back .” Huang Rong heard that I was back and rushed over. She happened to hear my conversation with my daughter outside the door. For the past
three years , everyone seems to only remember that San Niang is a member of the family, but almost everyone has forgotten that Wu San Niang is also Wu San Tong's wife.
Although she knew long ago that I had a close relationship with Wu San Niang, she also knew that I risked my life to save San Niang
back therefore she didn't think of anything sordid.

Although Miss Guo and I had been a little intimate, it was mostly at night when we were together. Now, in front of her own mother,
she still didn't dare to be too presumptuous and gently pushed me away.

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Alright, you two play, but don't stay out too late. Guo'er, you should also settle down and study.
And Get up early tomorrow to urge your junior brothers to practice."

"Yes, Master."

Watching Huang Rong leave, I smiled and took out the rouge I had prepared from my bosom and handed it to Guo Fu. “Fu-mei, your elder brother has been busy with chores at the manor these
past two months , or attending social events with fellow students. This is what I
bought today when I went out with Brother Mo. They said it was a tribute from the Western Regions, very rare even within the Song Dynasty. There are only two boxes in the entire Xiangyang City, so I bought them all. Here,
this box is for you, and this box is for Master.” Actually, the items were indeed of high quality. I had won one hundred taels of silver in the poetry competition the night before and
bought three boxes. One hundred taels of silver is equivalent to one hundred strings of cash, enough for a family of three to live on normally for more than three years. However,
I wasn't worried about not having a way to make money. I had no worries about food and clothing at the Guo manor, and I also had a lot of private goods that Ouyang Feng had given me.
Thinking of Ouyang Feng, I wondered if my father was nearby and if he would come to see me.

“Mmm, it smells so good. Elder brother, you're wasting money again. And that Mo San isn't a good person either, always leading you into
a den . I'll make sure Mother scolds you.” Guo Fu stuck out her tongue at me and said, her mischievous little hands not even leaving my waist.

"Ouch...be gentle, this is flesh...my Fu'er is becoming more and more like a little housekeeper. After we get married,
you'll manage all the household accounts, okay?" I whispered in Guo Fu's ear, my arm around her slender waist.

My passionate words filled Miss Guo with joy and shyness, and her jealousy subsided. "Big brother, I
feel like you're acting strange today. I can't quite put my finger on it, but something about you seems different..."

Good heavens, is the difference between a virgin and a man really that big? Even a slow-witted girl like Guo Fu can notice?
If it my incredibly intelligent and stunningly beautiful mother-in-law...I don't even want to think about it.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Wu Sangui, you should go reincarnate!

"Really? Ah, maybe it's because a lot of sudden things happened today, and everyone's a bit caught off guard. Don't overthink it.
Brother Yang, he's still your good brother, your future husband, the person who loves you most in this world, and the father of our future children
..."

"Brother." Miss Guo blushed deeply, becoming increasingly embarrassed as I spoke. Her beautiful eyes dared not look me in the eye, her slender fingers fiddling with
the hem of her clothes, too ashamed to lift her head. "If you... say that again, Fu'er won't talk to you anymore."

Whew, my ability to deceive is not bad, but after Fu'er's reminder, I still need to be more discreet in public, and not be too...
Being caught being smug is no joke, I thought to myself, keeping a watchful eye on myself. “Fu-mei, I almost got
flattened by a big rock today, and then I spent the whole afternoon looking for Third Sister. I deserve some credit for my hard work, even if I didn’t do anything special. You didn’t even offer to massage my shoulders.”

Guo Fu then remembered how dangerous the day had been, and pouted, “Hmph. It’s good that that scoundrel is dead. He’s abandoned Third Sister
all these years, and those two idiots, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, too. Today, seeing that you were in such a dangerous situation, they even tried to stop me.
I’m going to tell Father so I can punish them properly.” Miss Guo is influenced by her surroundings. I often
tease , and Miss Guo has started secretly calling them idiots too…
I was taken aback, and said somewhat unwillingly, “Sigh, sister, Da Wu and Xiao Wu are so pitiful. I’m done for now, and
Mother isn’t here. Let’s not bully them.” Third Sister hesitated as she saw me off, suggesting that I not make things difficult for
Da Wu because of what happened today. Since I promised Third Sister, and I'm in a good mood, I'll let them off the hook for now. As long as they
behave themselves and don't try anything with my Miss Guo, I won't bother with them anymore.

"Is that so? That's true... That madman, though not good, is still their father." Although Miss Guo is a bit willful, she
's not a bad person at heart, and the little girl is now deeply in love with me, so naturally she'll follow her husband's lead.

I suddenly remembered that Mo San had entrusted me with something, but... writing *Jin Ping Mei* in front of Miss Guo would be like an old man
hanging himself , courting death. Sigh, another night train to catch, I lamented inwardly.

"Guo'er, come here, your Uncle Guo is looking for you." Huang Rong's voice interrupted my thoughts. I realized that I had
only I wondered what this blockhead Guo wanted to ask? Was he upset that I hadn't informed him of my return? I
took Guo Fu's hand and followed Huang Rong towards the main hall.

Guo Jing sat upright in the main seat. Seeing me enter, he greeted me, "Guo'er, you're back. Come, sit down and let's talk."
I didn't mind at all that he hadn't informed me of my return.

I noticed Guo Jing's serious expression, and the two Wu brothers were also present, each wearing a headband as if in mourning. But
Old Man Ke was nowhere to be seen.

The Guo family's rule was that the master had the final say. Huang Rong began, "Today, although your master was anxious to save
lives, and Brother Wu was poisoned, he was still deeply troubled. Moreover, your grandmaster, upon hearing of the whereabouts of our great enemy
Ouyang Feng , actually went alone to search for him. Although it seems highly likely to be Ouyang Feng,
we still want to confirm it, so we can give Brother Wu's spirit some peace."

The two Wu brothers wailed, "We beg Master and Mistress to make the decision!"

"Yes, we will do our utmost to find the real culprit… Here, Guo'er, you stay here and keep an eye on your two junior brothers, urging them to
practice their skills," Huang Rong continued.

"Yes, Master's wife."

"Fu'er, you go with your mother and father."

"Why? Can't I stay at home?" Guo Fu looked at me anxiously, hoping I would plead for her.

"Yes, Master, let Junior Sister stay at home. What if the enemy is strong and hurts her again?" Da Wu and Xiao Wu quickly advised.

I smiled and shook my head. Huang Rong's eyes clearly said, "I'm afraid you'll ruin my daughter's reputation." How could I
dare But I was secretly laughing. The watchers were gone. Not only could no one stop me from meeting with Third Sister, but
I could also finish writing Jin Ping Mei as soon as possible. It was a win-win situation.

"Alright, it's decided then. You brothers should keep vigil for your father. When I return, if you have made any
progress, I will teach you the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Guo'er, you should supervise your junior brothers' martial arts practice and help them build a solid foundation."
Guo Jing stood up and said.

"Thank you, Master! We will definitely work hard!" Upon hearing that their master was going to pass on unparalleled martial arts skills to them, Da Wu and Xiao Wu were overjoyed and
quickly bowed in gratitude, probably wishing they could find a secluded place to dance and cheer.

"Father..." Guo Fu was about to argue further, but Guo Jing ignored her and walked towards the back hall. "There's no time to lose; we'll set off
tonight . Guo'er, come to the study later; I have some things to tell you."

"Yes, disciple will definitely help my junior brothers improve during this time." Huang Rong and I both understood that Guo Jing felt guilty and
wanted to make amends to Da Wu and Xiao Wu, so I quickly expressed my support.

After Da Wu and Xiao Wu excitedly returned to their room, Guo Fu came over resentfully and asked, "Big brother, why didn't you say something for Fu'er?
You don't like Fu'er anymore, and you just want me to go out with Father and Mother so no one will stop you from going to see Liu Rushi, right?"

I sweated and whispered, "Fu'er, your parents are gone, and only we are at home. But what if enemies come?
Although Xiangyang City is heavily guarded, if the attackers are highly skilled, we can't protect you."

"Would that really be the case?" Guo Fu was taken aback by my words. "That's even worse. Why don't we let Father and Mother take them
with us That would be safer."

"That would just delay the journey. Besides, the three of us aren't worth holding hostage. If someone really targets the Guo
family, it will definitely be for you. So if you go with us, we'll all be safe. Besides, Da Wu and Xiao Wu have to keep vigil.
If we leave their father here to rot for such a baseless assumption, isn't that a bit inhumane..."

"Hehe, you're so naughty." Guo Fu was amused by my teasing.

"Hehe, besides, your mother kept glaring at me, probably because she was worried we'd do something wrong if we were alone together."

"Make a mistake?" Guo Fu took a while to react. "Ugh, how can you be so lewd!"

"Hehe, just kidding. But we're all grown up now, we can't hold hands and play like crazy when we were little. We
need to avoid being around people. Besides, it's not right for the three of us men to be home alone with just you." I
spread my hands, indicating my helplessness.

Guo Fu was completely bewildered by my teasing. She never really thought I wanted her to leave quickly. My words made it seem like I was entirely concerned for
her safety and innocence. "Hmm... okay then, you can't do anything to betray me, especially you can't see that Liu Rushi.
I'll have Da Wu and Xiao Wu keep an eye on you for me."

I sweated and said, "I swear here, if I do anything while Fu-mei is out..." I was cursed again... "Hey,
don't make oaths like that, Fu-er trusts her big brother." Guo Fu quickly stopped me.

"Fu-mei, you're so good. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?" I quickly praised my wife's greatness.

Guo Fu smiled sweetly, gently wrapped her arm around my right arm, and rested her head on my shoulder, saying, "It's just too cheap for you, big sister."
Xiao Wu and Xiao Wu are such idiots! They framed their older brother, and Dad didn't even punish them; he's even going to teach them the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms! No way, I'm going to talk
to Dad …” “Sigh, Fu'er, come back. Let it go. Da Wu and Xiao Wu are already quite pitiful. They learn things slowly, and they're naturally a bit insecure. Plus, Fu'er only has eyes for me, so it's normal for them to be a little jealous. Uncle Guo said that as their senior brother, I should help them at any time, both academically and in their conduct, and set a good example for them . Sigh, I hope they'll be better when they're older.” "I sighed with feigned compassion. Guo Fu had been listening intently, her eyes sparkling like stars, looking at me with utmost reverence. Actually, I had already heard Guo Jing and Huang Rong behind the bushes not far away, because I had heard two rustling sounds from the bushes by the corridor, not as crisp as the sound of the wind, so I guessed that Guo and Huang had come. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered to say something that would make me so sick I wouldn't be able to eat breakfast tomorrow. Besides, I know best what kind of people Da Wu and Xiao Wu are. Did they learn the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? Yes. Did they learn the One-Finger Divine Skill? Yes. The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and the One-Finger Divine Skill aren't unparalleled divine skills, but it depends on who learns them. These two good-for-nothings, even if they practiced for a hundred years, they still wouldn't be able to reach the ninth rank of the One-Finger Divine Skill. What's there to be afraid of? "Hey, Guo'er, your master told me everything. You understand your uncle's good intentions. It's really worth all the teachings your master and I have given you." " Oh dear, it's the Party and the people who nurtured my skills, okay? What's it to you? Fine, I'll let it slide since you've put in the effort , even if you haven't done anything special. " Guo Jing, moved beyond hiding, excitedly jumped out and praised, "Uncle Tie Xin must have accumulated countless good deeds to have such a good child like you." A hint of envy flashed in Guo Jing's eyes, though only for a moment, but I caught Huang Rong's brows furrow slightly. "Alright, isn't Guo'er almost like half a son to us now? Be careful not to praise him too much and make him get cocky. I haven't been studying properly , nor have I practiced my spear." "Huang Rong chimed in from the side. " I'm innocent! I practiced my spear all afternoon, sweating profusely. Master, you've really misunderstood me." I thought to myself with a sly smile, but on the surface, I had to pretend to be reprimanded and quickly apologize. "Hehe, Guo'er is polite and knows how to behave. He always puts us at ease. I know what to do, Rong'er, don't scare me." Guo Jing said, trying to smooth things over. "That's right, Mother. Big Brother isn't the kind of shallow person you're talking about." Guo Fu also chimed in. "Alright, alright, you two are of one mind. I can't argue with you." Huang Rong smiled and didn't bring up the topic again. "Guo'er, give this letter to Third Mother. Sigh..." I didn't know why she sighed. I took the letter and saw that the envelope wasn't sealed, but I didn't dare to peek at it openly . I wanted to put it in my pocket first. "Take a look. You'll definitely peek anyway. It's a matter of life and death. We originally wanted to find some clues from it, but we didn't expect ... Don't damage the letter. " "Huang Rong knew I would definitely peek when we got back, so she added. I laughed and said, 'In Master's heart, is this the kind of person Guo'er is?' I didn't continue arguing with Huang Rong. I unfolded the letter and took a look. I wish I hadn't looked. After reading it, I was furious. 'Mom... this is troublesome. This is a letter of divorce written by Uncle Wu ...' I saw Huang Rong glare at me, so I didn't dare to say 'Damn it' to her face. I quickly changed it to 'troublesome. ' Guo Jing said, 'Yes, this is something no one expected.' I noticed a detail, 'Uncle Guo, look, the date on this is the thirteenth year of Tianshou. According to the Dali calendar, I wrote this eight years ago... I actually carried this letter with me for eight years. If Third Sister knew this, she would be heartbroken.'" " This bastard's idea of divorcing his wife and remarrying has been brewing for so long. If I had found He Yuanjun back then, I would have forced Third Sister to her death long ago. " Guo Jing nodded in agreement, then looked at Huang Rong with difficulty and said, "My intention is also to destroy this letter, so as not to upset Third Sister ." Huang Rong said, "No, Third Sister is a Baiyi woman. The custom in her tribe is to remain faithful to her husband until death, and there are even requirements for human sacrifice. After all, the Wu family still has influence in Tiannan. Therefore, this letter is Third Sister's protective charm. For Third Sister's sake, Guo'er, this matter is difficult for you. After all these years, Third Sister has loved you the most. It is not appropriate for and we certainly cannot let the Wu brothers handle it." I couldn't help but feel extremely troubled. Third Sister's mood had already fluctuated greatly today, and this letter was a further blow... "Sigh, alright, it's the disciple's fault again. If I don't go to hell, who will?" "Hey, hey..." I was being silly when Huang Rong suddenly grabbed my ear and started nagging me, making Guo Jing and his daughter laugh. "Guo'er, these days, try to make some time to visit Third Mother with Da Wu and Xiao Wu, don't let her feel..." Huang Rong gave me a meaningful look and said. "We'll definitely be back in ten days to half a month." "Okay, I'll go with my junior brothers to see Third Mother." "I pretended not to understand her gaze, but I started to feel a little wary. Had she seen through something? I asked myself. Everything was ready. Guo Jing rode a tall, fine horse, while Huang Rong and Guo Fu rode a small red horse. Outside the Guo residence, I gave the three of them some more instructions, telling them that if there was any urgent military news, they should send out the two eagles to inform them. I nodded in agreement. The two riders and the three of them rode off in a cloud of dust , quickly disappearing into the night. Chapter Thirty-Four: Busy in the warm boudoir, Yang Guo slacks off from training. I didn't nag, shooing Da Wu and Xiao Wu to bed, and instructing them to get up early and practice their skills, not to slack off. But before they could even get into their bunks, I knocked them down with a single finger, using the Orchid Finger Flicking Technique that Huang Rong had taught me. I didn't rush to 'Qingyuan' to find Third Sister, although I had tasted the sweetness and..." I was still not quite done, but I knew that Third Sister needed to rest and adjust her emotions. I was also afraid; what if Guo and Huang suddenly returned for a surprise inspection, and I wasn't home? Wouldn't I be caught red-handed? At the same time, I also needed to sort out my own thoughts, but I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep . So I got up and started writing, finishing my masterpiece, *Jin Ping Mei*. It's said that although the Song Dynasty's social norms were strict, suppressing public opinion was more effective than preventing a river from overflowing . The more you tried to block it, the more people liked to talk about scandalous affairs. Take, for example, the most famous talented men of the Song Dynasty: Su Dongpo, Liu Yong, Ouyang Xiu, and even Zhu Xi, that guy full of lewd and depraved thoughts—weren't they all bosses in the world of romance? This is what they call either becoming perverted in silence or becoming corrupted through debauchery… After thinking about it, I added a subtitle to the title page.

"If not for literary fame, then for unbridled debauchery." This phrase perfectly describes Ximen Qing. Wait
, what if Ximen Qing—uh, no… Old Man Ouyang—comes looking for me and asks
what my relationship is with him, the head of the Ximen family? What am I supposed to say? "You are?" He'll tear me apart. Should I change the title to Ouyang Qing? Isn't that a bit too outrageous?
Forget it, I'll stick with Ximen Qing. Damn it, that guy Ouyang Feng, who's always upside down and has brain hemorrhages, even if he likes reading erotic novels,
he'd never guess I wrote this book. So, I added a few more words to the title page: "Written by Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng… The candle, though inanimate, still
grieves , shedding tears for others until dawn… Uh, Third Sister, how I miss you." At midday, I swung my aching arms, humming
a little tune as I organized my copied manuscript. I had written forty chapters intermittently over the past few nights, and last night
I wrote another twenty chapters from memory in one go. Thankfully, I've practiced small regular script for three years; although it's not very elegant, it's still quite neat. However, the more I wrote,
the faster I wrote, and the smoother the handwriting became. I only managed to lie down for a short nap this morning, and I just woke up. "I should go see my
darlings," I murmured to myself.

I also went to check on Da Wu and Xiao Wu. Although, theoretically, the Orchid Finger Technique, which seals acupoints for no more than twelve hours,
isn't always fatal, it's still not ideal. Every hour I get up to rest, I help them circulate their blood and give them some water.

I helped Da Wu and Xiao Wu with some blood circulation exercises, gave them some water, and let them continue sleeping. I also instructed the servants that the two brothers
would keep vigil for their father all night and only sleep at dawn, and told them not to disturb them. The servants naturally obeyed.

As I left, I secretly observed that several people were watching me with shifty eyes. I immediately suspected they were
spies of Huang Rong or Guo Fu, and I made a mental note of them.

I arrived at Qingyuan Inn with a bunch of things in my arms and knocked on San Niang's door. The two of us were like lovers reunited after a long separation, too
excited to speak, instead sharing a passionate kiss. We held each other tightly, as if afraid
the other would suddenly fly away. We

kissed until we were completely lost in the moment, and my head felt a little oxygen-deprived, before I reluctantly let go of San Niang. "Yin'er, I
missed you so much. I wanted to come over last night, but..."

"Yes, me too. I didn't sleep a wink all night. I wish you could hold me, and we could lie here and chat, have a heart-to-heart talk
. That would be so nice," San Niang murmured, nestled against me with a touch of sadness.

"Baby, does your face still hurt?" I asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's gone down. Can you even tell?" San Niang asked.

I then took a closer look at Third Sister's attire today. She had specially tattooed her eyebrows, her almond-shaped eyes gazing at
me with tender affection, her cheeks flushed, and her crimson lips as moist and tender as cherries. Her hair, piled high, perfectly accentuated her sculpted
face and slender neck. Around her neck was the sapphire pendant I had given her.

"Hmm, much better. You can't tell from the outside." I couldn't help but swallow hard. "Yin'er, I'm a little thirsty. Could
you pour me some tea?"

"Mm." Third Sister, her face flushed, took the teapot and teacup and poured me a cup of tea. Just now, I had put my tongue in her mouth, but she
hadn't dared to share her saliva with me, so she had indeed drunk quite a bit of my saliva, no wonder I was thirsty.

"This is something Guo'er specially picked out for you yesterday. It's a rare spice from the Western Regions, a tribute. I don't know much about it myself, so take a look."
I took out the box of rouge and handed it to Third Sister.

"You're wasting money again..." Although Third Sister said this, she happily took the item and examined it closely. Years ago, she had nothing and was treated
like a servant, managing household chores by day and serving the emperor by night. Since Wu Santong followed Master Yideng into seclusion, she had suffered even more hardships and
wanderings . And Wu Santong had never given her anything. But since she returned to Peach Blossom Island with Guo Fu
and Huang Rong, whenever I wanted to please Guo Fu and Huang Rong, I never missed Third Sister. For example, a wreath woven from wildflowers, a straw hat woven from palm leaves,
or a peach wood carving and a charcoal sketch... How could Third Sister not love this considerate
little man so much?

I also told Third Sister the good news that the four members of the Guo family were going out, and that I could free up time to spend with her, which made Third Sister even more
overjoyed, so happy that she couldn't speak.

"Where are Da Wu and Xiao Wu?" Third Sister suddenly remembered her two sons and asked.

"Yes. They kept vigil last night and only went to sleep this morning. I told the servants not to disturb them. I'll bring them to see you tomorrow,
" I lied.

"I'm sorry, they are still my children," Third Sister said apologetically, afraid I would be upset.

"It's alright. Before Uncle Guo left, I promised my master I would help them. And there's good news, Uncle Guo
has agreed to pass on the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to them."

"Really? Oh... Yin'er is so ashamed, I've caused so much trouble for everyone, and Master Guo didn't seem to mind, he even...
Waaah ..." Third Sister cried again.

"Good girl, Yin'er, don't cry, you'll hurt yourself. Uncle Guo is an honest man, he will pass on his martial arts to Da Wu and Xiao Wu sooner or later,
it's just that their foundation isn't solid yet, it's not that he's holding anything back from them. Besides, none of this is your fault,
you are the most innocent," I comforted her softly.

"Yes, thank you, Guo'er, I feel much better, thank you."

"Gua Niangzi, I'm your husband, why are you being so polite with me?" I said, pretending to be angry.

"Yes, Yin'er knows she was wrong, I'm sorry, husband." Third Sister shyly offered a kiss.

I naturally accepted, embracing Third Sister tenderly, while my right hand slipped inside her clothes, climbing up her
delicate breasts, my fingers teasing the rosy nipples.

"Mmm... um... no... bad... um..." Third Sister gasped, gently pushing me away, saying,
"If it weren't for Yin'er watching you grow up, and us only meeting yesterday... I'd really suspect you're a wanton scoundrel, making
me..." Third Sister, too embarrassed to finish, buried herself in my arms, refusing to leave.

"Hehe, some skills are innate." I've watched plenty of porn; even if you haven't lived a full life, you've seen it all. In
this age of limited information, my theoretical experience is already enough to make me a grandmaster.

"What else is there? It's bulging." Third Sister felt a bunch of things in my arms and asked.

"Yes, there are many more good things. Here's a thousand taels of silver note, please keep it." I handed the thousand taels of silver note to Third Sister. I
had pawned some jewelry at the pawnshop to get this money; I didn't want Third Sister to suffer any injustice while she was away. If possible, I...
I hoped that Third Sister could find a permanent place so that we could have a place to meet in secret. I
told Third Sister my thoughts, and she thought it was a good idea. We couldn't stay in the inn forever. She preferred to have a "home" outside the Guo residence,
so she put the silver notes away without saying anything more.

"And this letter." I took out the letter with a worried look on my

face. Seeing my serious expression, Third Sister took the letter and burst into tears.

I quickly comforted her, "Third Sister, don't cry. Perhaps Wu Santong knew he was going to die when he was poisoned and didn't want to implicate you,
so he wrote a letter of divorce to sever ties with you. I heard that your clan has a custom of human sacrifice, so he probably did this to protect you."
I tore off the last date and lied that Wu Santong had just written it.

"Waaah... Guo'er, you don't need to lie to me anymore. This letter and envelope are the special stationery used by the General's Mansion back in the day. They've endured
for so long. The paper is yellowed, so it must be many years old. It shows that even before he retired, he already intended
to abandon me... Waaah..." Although San Niang had come to terms with it, she had served him for over a decade, and he was so
heartless towards her. For an eighteen-year-old boy to speak well of the person he hated most just to avoid hurting her... I
actually wished Wu Santong would go to the deepest hell, but to avoid hurting San Niang, I lied against my will. But this is
good; San Niang is happy now. After ten days or half a month, when everyone returns, and San Niang is completely devoted to me, Guo Fu
will "unintentionally" reveal the year the letter was written. San Niang will naturally hate Wu Santong's heartlessness, and be
even more moved by his love and willingness to sacrifice so much, thus treating me even better. This method, no matter how you look at it, seems like a
perfect solution.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; Third Sister saw through it all at once. Forget it, a perfect solution isn't bad either. Wu Santong,
your mother's driving you crazy enough to die. Damn it, go be reborn as a pig. After a series of kind words of comfort, Third Sister finally stopped crying.

"Yin'er, I've already said it, it's not worth it for that kind of person. Crying will ruin your health, and Guo'er will be even more upset. I think it must be
like this : you must have often prayed to heaven for someone to come and save you, and then the heavenly god told me: 'Little Yang,
there's a good girl here. She's beautiful, gentle, and innocent. She never has bad intentions. Even though her husband
abuses , she never complains. Even I, the heavenly god, can't stand it anymore. Now I'm sending you to save her, to cherish her.' Then,
with a 'whoosh,' I was thrown down from heaven." "I made Third Sister laugh through her tears by speaking in a foreigner's Chinese accent.

"Hehe, Yin'er actually...actually, I really did pray, I didn't expect the Eternal Heaven to be so powerful. Could Guo'er really be a divine messenger?
Why does the Eternal Heaven's tone sound so strange?" Third Sister asked innocently.

"Uh, I'm also a little confused, but I think it might be the Queen Mother of the West. After all, Persians and Arabs all speak with
strange accents." I continued teasingly.

"Hehehehe...you're so naughty, you're making Yin'er laugh to death." Third Sister wrapped her arms around my neck, spread her legs, straddled
me, and gazed at me affectionately, saying, "Thank you, Guo'er, thank you for everything you've done for me. Don't scold me, I
know you hate it when I say thank you, but this is the last time. From today onwards, Yin'er's body and heart belong to
you alone, and I will repay your kindness with my whole life. Perhaps it really is fate, that God sent you to save an ordinary person like me." You are
so outstanding, so dazzling that Yin'er dared not look directly at you, causing Yin'er to constantly retreat, and thus hurting you many times. But
it won't be like that anymore, because everything you've done makes Yin'er believe that you are the one who will love Yin'er for the rest of her life,
the one who will belong to Yin'er alone, never leaving her, until they grow old together. "

I felt a little ashamed. I do love San Niang, but I know I'm a lecherous man. Beneath the mask of a saint, I hide many
unspeakable deeds. If San Niang knew my true thoughts, what would she think? "Yin'er, I have something to say." I tried
to pull San Niang away so she could sit properly before speaking.

"Hmm~~~ Just say it." San Niang enjoyed the atmosphere, coquettishly refusing to get off me.

"Hehe, you'd better watch out if you tease me too much!" I lewdly chuckled.

"Sigh, go ahead." "Third Sister clearly disregarded the Big Bad Wolf's threat with her actions, and said decisively.

"Well, Yin'er, what I wanted to say is that I can't really be a saint. Sometimes I can be a little cunning. Even my
closest people, like you, Uncle Guo, Master, Sister Fu, and Eunuch Ke, might not see my true
self ." I said, putting my arm around Third Sister's plump waist.

"Hmm... Everyone has some degree of hypocrisy. Perhaps your childhood experiences made you more competitive, more eager to perform
better than others, to prove yourself." Third Sister analyzed.

"Hmm, hmm, I didn't expect Yin'er to analyze me so thoroughly." "I couldn't help but secretly admire Third Sister's keen intelligence and her meticulous understanding of
human nature . In my previous life, I was born into a rural family. Although I never begged for food, I was strong-willed from a young age,
and I excelled academically throughout elementary, middle, and high school. I passed the entrance exam for military academy and completed all my studies in just two years, then was selected for
the reconnaissance company, beginning my five-year career as a special forces soldier. In a sense, Yang Guo and I have many similarities.
So, after listening to Third Sister's analysis, I had a sudden realization, a clearer understanding of my true nature, and a better grasp of my own self.

"Hehe, Yin'er, you've really enlightened me a lot. These problems have always troubled me, sometimes even tormenting me.
Perhaps this is what inner demons are like, but I understand a lot now. Perhaps if I achieve anything in martial arts in the future, it will all
be thanks ." I happily kissed Third Sister.

Third Sister smiled and said, "It's not a matter of credit. If Guo'er has any worries, Yin'er is willing to be your confidante. Some things
are better left unsaid; perhaps Yin'er can help." “

Yes, I will.” I embraced Third Sister and kissed her passionately again.

Although we both felt unsatisfied, our lips and tongues entwined for a long time before we finally had to part. “Yin’er really feels so
happy , really…”

“You can only be second.” I laughed.

“Well, the first place is Fu’er…” Third Sister said somewhat disappointedly.

I laughed, “Wrong, the happiest one is of course me, silly.”

Third Sister was amused by me and giggled. She smiled slyly and suddenly asked, “If I asked you to elope with me now, would you
agree ? Answer honestly.”

“Probably not. I would try to coordinate, communicate at the right time, and explain that if it still fails in the end…”
"I can only respect your choice. But when the time comes, I will choose you, because I must take responsibility for you." I
answered seriously.

"Hmm... With your words, even if Yin'er were to die, Yin'er would be willing. Don't worry, Yin'er
won't make things difficult for you, after all..." Third Sister received the most sincere answer from me and said with a sob.

"Shh, don't say anymore, or I'll get angry. You forgot, Guo'er is a messenger of the gods, born for you.
What will Guo'er do without you?" I made a face and laughed.

"Yes, we'll be happy..." Third Sister wiped away her tears and said, "Guo'er, are you hungry?"

"Yes, little Guo'er, he's been starving for a long time." I pointed to my crotch.

"You're so annoying, I'm being serious with you. I haven't eaten anything since last night, and I feel a little hungry." "
Holding my hand, Third Sister said shyly. She had been thinking about her worries all night, and now that they were gone, she suddenly felt weak from hunger
.

"Ah, it was my fault, Guo'er. You drank so much wine yesterday, is your stomach still upset? Come, let me carry you to bed
to rest for a while . I'll go and have them make some porridge." I said, picking Third Sister up.

Third Sister didn't say much, but put her arms around my neck and smiled as she watched me take care of herself.

Before long, rice porridge and side dishes were brought out. I was also hungry and sleepy, so I helped Third Sister clean up the plates and bowls.

After we finished eating, Third Sister said to me, "Let's go find a suitable place to stay. It's too noisy here, and there are too many
people coming and going ." "Thinking back to yesterday's passion, Third Sister still blushes a little, afraid of being overheard or seen by passersby.

I naturally understand what Third Sister means—wanting to find a secluded place to settle down? Haha, I can actually keep a mistress hidden away now.
"Well, let's get started right away. Tonight, Third Sister will have to treat me to a good meal. I was pregnant just now."

"Okay." "Third Sister kissed me first and responded.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Home, Third Sister, do you like it?

I led Third Sister around the city and actually found a secluded, vacant house in Chuping Street in the east of the city. It was
a courtyard with two courtyards and three entrances, a main gate, a side gate, east and west wing rooms, and a main hall, as well as a woodshed. It was far enough away from the Guo residence,
and overall it was satisfactory. Xiangyang City had been in turmoil for many years. Although it was far from the point where nine out of ten houses were empty, once a
family lost its man and its source of income, the elderly and women and children would voluntarily migrate to the interior. Therefore,
empty vacant, either sold through intermediaries or confiscated by the government.

I invited the local guarantor, signed the documents, and made a record. Third Sister took out three hundred and fifty taels of silver and gave it to the guarantor. The transaction was then completed. After

seeing the guarantor off, Third Sister and I inspected the environment of the house. "I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It was all
done in less than two hours. However, it still needs to be cleaned and some furniture needs to be added." "I looked around. Although the previous owner had
left some belongings, most of them were dilapidated and rotten. I didn't want San Niang to sleep on bedding that no one knew who had used,
so I said.

"Okay, you decide." This was their little world, so I wanted to decorate it nicely, and San Niang naturally agreed.
We worked together. I was in charge of going out to buy things according to the list San Niang had made, while San Niang stayed home to clean.

Money makes the world go round, and before long, I returned with carts and carts. I dislike shopping the most, but since I had money,
I didn't care. When we got to the furniture shop, I waved my hand and threw out a thousand taels of silver to pay, choosing a set of sandalwood furniture.
Although sandalwood wasn't as precious as it is now, it was still the most premium material. Therefore, the value of the set of furniture was almost equal to what I had
bought. " Three houses now. A large bed with a golden canopy, a round table, four stools, two sets of wardrobes, and a dressing table. I also
chose a regular desk and a bookshelf. The shopkeeper, having made such a big sale, handed over the latter two items without hesitation,
and even sent all the shop assistants like a large convoy to deliver them to me.

When I pushed open the door, I saw that Third Aunt had still arranged the yard neatly, and the broken furniture had been put away in the corner.
Everyone worked together to set up the newly bought items.

Third Aunt pulled me aside and said, "Why did you buy such expensive things? Where did you get so much money?"

"This house has to look presentable, you know. I'm not good at choosing things, but they matched them well, and they even delivered them. I just
didn't want you to feel uncomfortable. As for the money..." I pointed to the pendant on Third Aunt's chest, "I didn't hand over everything back then,
don't worry, it wasn't stolen or robbed." "Third Sister was finally relieved.

I had something on my mind that I didn't say. Based on the course of history, I'd be stuck in Xiangyang for at least ten or eight years,
maybe even a lifetime. Although I'd thought about changing this predetermined fate with my own strength, my individual power
was too insignificant, and the ideal too abstract. So, this was the worst-case scenario plan. The shopping wasn't finished yet, because
we were still short of cooking utensils, dishes, pots and pans. When I rushed back, Third Sister had already tidied everything up, just waiting for me to buy rice to
cook.

"Mmm, it's been so long since I've had Yin'er's cooking, it's delicious. But I think we need a servant to take care of you."
The two of them chatted intimately while eating.

"No, I've been used to managing things for so many years, I'm really not used to being waited on." Third Sister didn't consider herself destined to be a young mistress,
and didn't want another person in their world.

"Then forget it. " "I understand what Third Sister means. As someone from a later era, I'm not used to bossing around servants with my head held high.
Therefore at the Guo Mansion or on Peach Blossom Island, I can easily get along with the servants and mute servants.

We chatted for a long time, and since no one was around, we could speak freely without interference. Although the topics were mostly trivial
, I felt I had endless sweet nothings to say to Third Sister. After all these years, I finally had a new understanding of home.

After a satisfying meal, I took Third Sister's hand and sat on the rooftop watching the stars. 'Oh, I'm exhausted today,' I
said, leaning back and stretching lazily, resting my head on Third Sister's lap.

'You didn't sleep all night?' Third Sister gently and considerately massaged me. Although she didn't know the One-Finger Divine Skill, her acupoint recognition and
massage skills were superb. She quickly made me feel comfortable and drowsy.

'Yes, I missed you,' I teased.

'Yes, I missed you too… otherwise, don't leave tonight.'" "Third Sister said shyly, trying to persuade me to stay.

"Oh, I'd like to too, but..." I had no choice but to tell her about Guo Fu and Huang Rong having someone keep an eye on me.
Of course, I didn't mention that Mo San had asked me to write erotic novels, something that would damage my image.

Third Sister pouted unhappily and said, "Wouldn't that be the same as before? It's all your fault for going after those women
..."

"Heaven and earth bear witness, I've always done things openly and honestly, I've never gone after other women. Alright, I'll handle this quickly,
I'll do this, this... then that, that... isn't that enough? What do you think, Yin'er?" I already had a plan in mind,
and discussed it with Third Sister.

"You always have so many bad ideas, don't go too far, and don't hurt anyone." Third Sister said with a smile.

"Yes, I know what I'm doing."

Third Sister and I lingered on the rooftop for a long time. It gradually got dark and a bit chilly. I told Third Sister to rest well that night, and that
I would come to spend time with her after I finished everything the next day. Third Sister was reluctant to part, and I lingered back. So-called passionate love, uh...
when love is at its peak, how can one bear to be apart for even a second? But, there was no other way. For the sake of long-term planning, I decided to
remove these few thorns.

I returned to the Guo residence and first glanced at the Wu brothers. Sure enough, the two brothers, who were usually unpopular, were still fast asleep, and no one paid
them . I didn't wake them either, but released their pressure points and changed the sleeping potion to make sure they slept for another night. Then I set
a small trap, causing the maid who was keeping watch on Huang Rong to slip and fall into the lotus pond, twisting her ankle. She was also frightened and caught a cold, so she would
probably need ten days to half a month to recover. I then called over Guo Fu's personal maid, Xiao Lü. This girl was Guo Fu's spy and also the clever maid that

Huang Rong had personally chosen for her daughter . I looked at her and said, "Xiao Lü, how long have you been with your young lady?" Xiao Lü answered tremblingly, "Three months, young master." I continued to ask, "Hmm, you're sixteen years old this year, aren't you?" Xiao Lü answered, "Yes, Xiao Lü is sixteen." "Before coming to the Guo residence, did you have someone you liked?" I asked calmly, holding my teacup. "No, no," Xiao Lü answered in a trembling voice. Xiao Lü thought to herself: Could this Young Master Yang be taking advantage of the fact that Master and Miss aren't around to plot against me? "Well, as you know, your Miss will marry me in a few years. And you..." I pointed at Xiao Lü. "Young Master, please spare Xiao Lü, Xiao Lü..." She thought I was going to assault her, so she quickly knelt down and kowtowed. I was speechless... Am I really that desperate? "Get up and speak. What I'm saying is that I'm also half your master. You should say what you should say, and you should weigh what you shouldn't say and what you shouldn't hear. If I hear you gossiping about Miss, hmph..." Sometimes, not stating the consequences is more terrifying than direct threats. How you're dealt with—whether you're fried, boiled, or suffocated— is up to you to decide. I'm only seeing this girl because she's only been with Guo Fu for three months, and our young lady, apart from being good to me, Yang Guo, treats servants very poorly. Not whipping her with a horsewhip is already considered polite. So I took this opportunity to intimidate this naive young girl, so I could do whatever I wanted later. Sure enough, my intimidation made the girl tremble like a leaf, and she knelt down begging for mercy. "Young master, spare me! I didn't mean to cause trouble. It's just that before Miss left, she told me to keep a close eye on your whereabouts. I was afraid of you, afraid of you..." Xiao Lü glanced at me, hesitant to finish her sentence. "Afraid I'll go to brothels and drink with women, is that it?" I finished her sentence for her. Xiao Lü nodded timidly. "I, Yang Guo, am upright and honest, so naturally I won't go to those places. So, will I have to report to you where I'm going every time I go out, Sister Xiao Lü?" I said with a smile. "No, I wouldn't dare," Xiao Lü pleaded, kneeling. "Hmm, get up. Remember your duty, Miss will be my wife in the future. Her happiness is my happiness; my happiness is her happiness . But if an outsider causes trouble, please help me think of how my husband and I should deal with that outsider." "Young master, this servant really dares not... Please spare this servant." Xiao Lü knelt down again with a thud, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing that this cute little girl was almost driven crazy by her own fear, I stopped tormenting her and pulled her up, asking, " Why did you come to work at the Guo family?" "My mother is sick, and we don't have money for treatment, so this servant..." Xiao Lü sobbed. "Is your mother feeling better?" I asked. "Yes. But the doctor said that my mother has tuberculosis and can't overwork herself. This servant also has a younger brother, and I was thinking of introducing him to work at the family in a couple of years, otherwise... Although this servant's monthly salary can support the whole family, it's not enough to buy medicine for my mother..." "And what about your father?" I asked. “My father died five years ago, in battle outside the city,” Xiao Lü answered, her eyes still red, having stopped crying. “Here you go.” I pulled out a twenty-tael silver note and handed it to Xiao Lü. “What are you looking at? I’m not bribing you, nor do I have any ill intentions towards you. I just respect that you are the descendant of a righteous man and hope to be of some help.” I had also privately investigated and knew that her family situation was indeed like this. That was why I didn’t intend to harm this girl, but instead tried to help her. “This… Thank you, young master. I, Xiao Lü, can never repay your kindness in this lifetime…” Xiao Lü knew that this money was her mother ’s lifeline. The doctor had said that her mother’s illness could only be managed with care, but they didn’t know how long it would last. She only received eight hundred coins a month, and this was only because the madam took pity on her family and gave her a lot more. Twenty taels was twenty thousand coins, more than she earned in a year. Therefore , she didn’t refuse, but was very grateful to the young master in front of her and quickly knelt down to kowtow to me. Damn it, they slap me and then give me a sweet treat. When did I become so heartless? I helped Xiao Lü up and said softly, "Alright, you know this kind of thing doesn't work in the Guo family. If there are any difficulties in the future, just tell Brother Yang. You're not allowed to call me ' Young Master' anymore, at least not until Fu Mei and I get married, understand?" "Yes, this servant understands."

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