[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 37)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Chapter 37 Royal Wet Nurse

Zhou Yun, always carefree, asked her mother for a considerable amount of silver notes, intending to browse the jewelry store across the street.

During the fire, the store had almost been affected, and the owner, seeing the thugs, quickly closed the door. But she

ignored them , pushing aside the shop assistants who tried to stop her, and went inside. She examined each piece of jewelry carefully, occasionally trying them on or

around her neck to show off, asking everyone to admire them and comment on their beauty.

Murong Ziyan's face fell; she didn't want to pay her any attention. Fei Shuang was dull and spoke the truth; Caihong hated him for injuring

her eldest sister and taking Wuyue away, so she simply pretended to be mute.

Zhenwen was a bit more exaggerated; no matter what kind of jewelry her young lady wore, she would exclaim in amazement, launching

into a long, eloquent praise, using almost every word to describe a peerless beauty, making her young lady

a hundred times more beautiful than the most beautiful woman beside her!

Rainbow, while feeling nauseous with flattery, couldn't help but look at her with immense admiration, thinking to herself, "This girl is

far more capable than me. I never imagined that flattery could reach such a level!"

Zhou Yun, being simple-minded and unable to distinguish truth from falsehood, bought whatever Zhenwen said was good.

After the group left, the shop owner discovered he had struck it rich. The jewelry that thug had bought

was more than his total sales from the previous two years combined! In his eyes, Zhou Yun was no longer a plague, but a god of wealth!

Zhou Yun was forcibly taken back to the manor by her mother, who sent the impartial Fei Shuang to surround Mu Yu Lou with her men, effectively

placing her under house arrest . She felt stifled in Mu Yu Lou, her temper growing increasingly volatile. She attempted to break through the gates several times,

injuring more than a dozen of the guards who tried to stop her, five of them seriously!

Apart from the Madam, no one in the manor was her match. Only the four female guards could barely hold her off for a while, but even

the impartial Fei Shuang couldn't bring herself to use excessive force against the young lady. In the end, it was the Madam who intervened, but Zhou Yun refused to back down either.

Murong Ziyan, inept at reasoning with her daughter, finally lost her temper and attacked in a fit of rage. A fierce battle ensued between mother and

daughter, lasting over a hundred moves before Murong Ziyan subdued her.

Fearing further trouble, Murong Ziyan imprisoned her in the Repentance Cave of the underground palace, dismissing even the guards and sealing several layers

of stone doors, ensuring that no matter how much she struggled inside, she couldn't escape the cave's confines.

Inside, the young lady flew into a rage, smashing and wreaking havoc like a caged tiger. The various

furnishings in the eight stone chambers and courtyards were smashed to pieces, turning this once magnificent and beautiful underground garden into a muddy mess. Only

the dragon and phoenix relief screen wall survived, for it was a relic of her deeply revered grandmaster.

Not content with that, she set fire to various places, transforming the Repentance Cave into a massive cavern!

Of course, only the smashed furniture in the stone chambers could be burned; the chambers themselves remained

unburnt . She was also suffering from the thick smoke while setting the fire. If it weren't for the excellent ventilation system, she and Zhenwen would have been suffocated

to death! Unable

to find anyone else to vent her anger on, Zhenwen, who had always been by her side, became her stress reliever!

Punches and

kicks were the least of her worries; she was also frequently grabbed and slammed against the wall. If Zhenwen hadn't been skilled in martial arts 　　and hadn't developed a strong resistance to blows after years of training 　　with the young lady, she would have been beaten to death . Even so, she was still 　　beaten black and blue, looking like a panda! This was only because the young lady had no other friends and treated her like a sister, so she 　　　　　　　　　　　was being very lenient. ********** ... Behind the screen in the corner of the room stood a large bathtub , filled with hot water and steaming. Two young maids, around fifteen or sixteen years old, with their hair in double buns, stood beside the tub . One held a bamboo basket, scattering handfuls of dried flower petals—roses, peonies, wild roses, and other colorful blossoms—into the tub. These petals floated on the rippling water, appearing vibrant and beautiful. The other maid held an earthenware pot , pouring milky white milk into the hot water. 　　A middle-aged woman, over forty years old, soaked in the hot water, leaning languidly against the tub, her eyes closed in repose. Her long, smooth, black hair cascaded over her shoulders; her round face was slender and radiant, her figure dignified -figured; her snow-white skin and the thick, dark pubic hair in her pubic area were faintly visible through the floating petals. 　　After finishing their tasks, the two maids bowed and withdrew, closing the door behind them as they left. The inner room was quiet, save for the splashing of water as she poured it. 　　She didn't notice that on one of the tightly closed peony-carved wooden lattice windows facing the small garden, a small hole had been licked through the paper, and a lewd eye was peeking inside. However, the screen blocked his view of the beautiful woman; he could only hear the splashing water, and his desire grew restless. 　　About half an hour later, the beautiful woman slowly rose, stepped out of the tub, took a towel to dry her body and long hair , and went to the bronze mirror to comb her hair. 　　The peeping eye immediately lit up, its light flashing, fixed intently on the beautiful woman's tall, healthy, voluptuous, snow-white body! 　　All he could see now was the back of a plump white sheep, her buttocks so large and protruding, rising dramatically from her waist down, revealing two extremely exaggerated curves, yet transitioning so naturally—no wonder she was so fertile! Below her buttocks, thick pubic hair swayed in the shadows, a fuzzy, slightly messy patch. 　　Two expanding curves ran up her waist, especially under her armpits, where two prominent, spherical outlines the result of her breasts expanding to the sides. Above the breasts, where they met her armpits, two soft, small lumps, just the right size to be grasped, formed accessory breasts, hidden beneath thick brown armpit hair. 　　After combing her soft hair, the beautiful woman stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, her long hair flowing down her shoulders. 　　In the mirror, she saw a tall, healthy, voluptuous, mature woman with snow-white skin. Her two large, slightly swollen , though the peaks had sagged slightly, swayed constantly as if lacking support, making her breasts appear high and her buttocks prominent. Her nipples were particularly large, a deep purple, covered with fine wrinkles, like two ripe purple berries. Below her lower abdomen, a thick tuft of pubic hair, shaped like an inverted triangle, was unusually dense, and even the seemingly narrow panties couldn't completely conceal it. The woman in the mirror, though past her prime, still retained her allure. The middle-aged beauty 　　gazed at her reflection with self-pity, her eyes misty, as if lamenting the passing of time and the loss of youth. A soft knock on the door startled the woman from her reverie.

She asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

The maid outside the door replied, "Chief Steward Zhu, Zhang Xiaoqi, a messenger from the Earth Gate, requests an audience."

Chief Steward Zhu? Could this middle-aged beauty be Zhu Ruowen!

She was Zhu Ruowen, the wet nurse of Princess Yuzhu, Lady Yunmeng Zhao Fengyin, and her daughter Lingti. A former palace maid,

she was the wife of Ouyang Ye, the leader of the Earth Gate, and the head of Fengyin Palace, as well as a special envoy of the Heaven Gate. Tall and robust, she

was probably fifty years old this year, but because she took good care of herself, she looked like a woman in her forties. When she was in the Earth Gate, she had also breastfed Zhang Xiaoqi,

so she loved him very much.

A royal wet nurse, no wonder her demeanor was so elegant and her bearing so extraordinary, and she had such large breasts! What was even more remarkable

was that at such an age, she could still maintain such a figure and a youthful appearance!

Zhu Ruowen said, "Let him in." She put on a long nightgown, tied the belt, and leaned lazily

against the chaise lounge.

A moment later, a maid led Zhang Xiaoqi into the room, curtsied to her, then turned and left, gently closing the door

behind .

Zhang Xiaoqi looked up and saw that his wet nurse was wearing a nightgown. Although a belt was tied around her waist, her breasts were high and full, pushing

the robe so high that the outline of her breasts was clearly visible through the thin robe, with two large

, dark nipples protruding from the peaks. The robe was stretched wide open, with low slits, exposing part of her snow-white breasts and a deep cleavage

.

Zhang Xiaoqi was slightly taken aback and hesitated, "Wet nurse, what are you doing?" In his memory, his wet nurse was

of noble status, dignified, and gentle; he had never seen her dressed so casually before!

Zhu Ruowen smiled and said, "I just took a bath, so it's more comfortable to wear this. You're my son, so

why should we be so formal?"

Zhang Xiaoqi replied, "That's true." He sat down next to her, massaging her shoulders and back as he

asked, "What brings you here, my nanny?" The two seemed to get along quite well.

Zhu Ruowen closed her eyes, enjoying Xiaoqi's filial piety. After a moment of contemplation, she went straight to the point: "Xiaoqi, I've

heard some rumors lately. What's going on between you and Yan Niang?"

Zhang Xiaoqi stammered, "Yan Niang and I... nothing."

Zhu Ruowen suddenly stood up and said sternly, "Stand up! You're a grown man now, you should be

able to act speak your mind. You're afraid to admit what you've done?"

At Zhang Xiaoqi's age, five feet one inch wasn't short, but standing next to the tall and beautiful woman who was five feet four inches tall

, he was still quite a bit shorter. He trembled all over, stammering, "Yes...that's true,

it's...it was my fault!"

Zhu Ruowen's expression changed drastically, but she remained calm and said in a deep voice, "I really didn't expect that this actually happened! Tell

me the whole story honestly, don't hide any details!"

Zhang Xiaoqi hurriedly said, "Yes, yes! It was when I was serving as the sect's messenger, I often had to go to the Ecstasy

Cave . Yan Niang cared for me like a mother, taking care of me...uh...the details are really a bit embarrassing to say,

could you please not go into them?"

Zhu Ruowen shook her head and said, "This matter is very serious, you'd better explain it clearly!" Then she sat down again,

leaning lazily back in her chair.

Seeing that her expression was so serious and unusual, Zhang Xiaoqi quickly sat down next to her, continuing to

massage her shoulders and back in a flattering manner, while telling her the truth.

Zhu Ruowen exclaimed

inwardly that the bond between mother and child is so strong that they sense each other upon physical contact?"

Xiao Qi thought for a moment and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen the little princess. Is she alright?"

Zhu Ruowen replied, "She's alright... My son, I knew your little schemes. I advise you

to give up on that idea! Ti'er is like a fairy, of noble birth. Anyone worthy of her is no ordinary person.

She is..."

Xiao Qi asked, "But what?" He brought up this topic with a hint of lust, hoping

to regain his virility.

Zhu Ruowen said, "Don't worry about that. You just need to know that Ti'er could never like you."

Xiao Qi asked, "What about the Princess? Do I have any hope?"

Zhu Ruowen sighed and slowly said, "To be honest, the Princess has had a

tough time all these years since the Prince Consort left. I really hope she can meet someone she likes, but over the years, she

hasn't found ! She finally took a liking to that Young Master Xiao from the Rakshasa Sect, but he's from the opposing camp, so there's no

guarantee of anything. If she really accepts you, I'd be overjoyed. By the way, you should have gone to greet her earlier, right?" 　　Xiao Qi

asked.

Qi said, "I've been there, and she was quite nice to me."

Zhu Ruowen pondered for a while, then shook her head and said, "Don't misunderstand, she's nice to you only because you're

Xiao..." Realizing she had misspoke, she quickly changed the subject, "You've come all this way, go and get some rest."

Xiao Qi said, "I still need to prepare, so I won't rest. In any case, as a childhood friend, I

miss the little princess quite a bit, and I still hope that your wet nurse can pass on a message for me, saying that I want to see the little princess."

Zhu Ruowen sighed, "Your wet nurse can ask for you, but whether Ti'er sees you or not is none of my concern."

Xiao Qi smiled and said, "I understand." She got up and took her leave.

Zhao Fengyin walked in, and Zhu Ruowen's stomach suddenly started to hurt badly, and she frowned and groaned.

Zhao Fengyin hurriedly called out, "Ying'er, quickly go find Imperial Physician Zhang!"

There was no response from outside, and she couldn't help but frown, wondering what was wrong with this girl lately?

Zhu Ruowen hurriedly said to Zhao Fengyin, "Princess, don't worry about me. You should go ahead and do your work... I'll come find you

after this period; I have important matters to report to you."

Zhao Fengyin thought it made sense; she was busy with her own affairs, and staying here wouldn't help

. So she got up to take her leave and gracefully departed. As she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Ying'er standing outside the door, staring blankly at the warm quilt in the corner of the warm chamber, looking utterly

lost. She seemed not to have noticed her

even as she approached. It turned out that Ying'er, while waiting outside the door, had caught a glimpse of the warm quilt and remembered

the scene from over twenty days ago when Wuyue jumped into Fengyin Lake for a winter swim, and she had dried his clothes on the quilt. Overwhelmed with emotion, she couldn't help but

think him again!

She silently thought, "Back then, he held the cup for me, and I added fragrance to his ink. Now, in the dead of winter..."

"A person often keeps company with a lonely lamp. Tell me, who can still embrace a warm quilt and caress a delicate hand, regardless of the grandeur of a prosperous era, with the world singing their praises? 'No Moon

, oh No Moon, did you take your promise to marry me for nothing? So long without a word, you don't even reply to my letters, have you

completely forgotten me?'"

Lost in her reverie, she didn't hear Zhao Fengyin's call at all!

Zhao Fengyin was puzzled, examining the warm quilt closely, but seeing nothing unusual.

Annoyed, she wanted to slap her, yelling, "What are you daydreaming about! I called you earlier and you didn't hear me, I'm standing right

in front of still daydreaming, do you even want to stay by my side?"

Ying'er finally snapped out of her daze, hurriedly apologizing profusely, managing to get away with it, and followed her

away .

...

In a quiet embroidered pavilion in the back garden. Lingti stood by the window, quietly admiring her masterpiece, the

"Moon Rabbit in the Toad Palace" painting. Oh, it can't be called her masterpiece; it should be said to be

a masterpiece created by the great painter Tang Lin more than a hundred years ago in collaboration with her.

Zhao Fengyin walked in at some point and stood quietly beside her, admiring the painting.

After a long pause, she said softly, "Titi, you're always like this, never caring about anything, always

thinking about something. Seeing your mother so busy, you never share her burdens. Your father died young, and over the years,

I've had to face so many things alone. Do you think it's easy for me?"

Lingti said, "Mother didn't need to worry so much. Even if Grandfather didn't like to get involved, there was still Uncle.

You take on so many things, even military matters. Recently, you've been getting very close to Consort Yu and her son. Could it be that you're planning to depose the eldest son and establish the younger one?

No wonder Uncle has a problem with you!"

Zhao Fengyin frowned and replied irrelevantly, "Oh~ Your uncle loves you the most. You often stay in the East Palace.

Have you noticed any important figures frequently visiting there lately? Have you seen Commander Zheng?"

Lingti said, "Well~ I haven't noticed."

Zhao Fengyin sighed, "Your father was a top scholar, and you're very much like him in that respect—learned and erudite." "Jinglun,

in terms of knowledge, even I am three points inferior to you. If you were willing to have the world in your heart, it wouldn't be difficult for you to become a talented woman of our dynasty. But you insist on

using all your intelligence and talent on household chores, learning to be just like an ordinary girl.

You've become quite good at needlework and housework. I really feel sorry for you!"

Lingti frowned slightly and said, "What does it mean to have the world in your heart? I only know that the way of heaven is cyclical, and everyone should just

do their own job. Men will take care of things outside. I think that girls should be

good wives and helpers to their husbands and manage the housework well!"

Zhao Fengyin sighed, "It is undeniable that there is some truth to this. But I am very curious, Ti'er, you never leave the house all

day long . Who taught you these principles?"

Lingti was silent for a long time and then said, "I don't need anyone to teach me. Perhaps I am an outsider, so I see things more clearly."

Zhao Fengyin said, "In your eyes, I am also an insider?"

Lingti remained silent.

She felt completely out of place with her domineering mother and felt incredibly oppressed. She was closer to her aunt than her mother.

Zhao Fengyin continued, "In my opinion, it's because you were too deeply influenced by Xiao Wuyue in Mianchi."

Lingti's lips curled slightly upwards, blossoming into an unparalleled smile!

Zhao Fengyin was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh, "In my memory, this is the first time I've seen you

smile from the bottom of your heart, and I never imagined that Ti'er's smile could be so beautiful and moving!"

Lingti gripped the rope tied to the front handle of the small four-wheeled carriage, her beautiful eyes fixed on the empty

seat, her smile growing deeper and more tender…

Zhao Fengyin felt ignored, but unwilling to leave, she couldn't help but say, "I came

to tell you that, according to my inside information in the palace, all indications suggest that the Rakshasa Sect might be in trouble."

Lingti was shocked and hurriedly said, "I have to hurry and inform… Young Master Xiao!"

Zhao Fengyin pondered, "I just have this…" "It's just a feeling, why are you in such a hurry? Besides, I

've told many times, we've been at odds with the Rakshasa Sect for years, like fire and water. Going there on your own initiative is like

walking into a trap. The best course of action now is for you to visit the East Palace more often and see if your uncle is making any moves. If they're going to deal with

the Rakshasa Sect, he'll definitely be in charge."

Lingti said, "Mother, you're even using your daughter? Making me a spy to deal with my uncle?"

Zhao Fengyin said with a half-smile, "I was just saying, it's up to you whether you go or not."

Lingti said, "I didn't say I wouldn't go. However, recently you and my uncle have had some disagreements, so you'll

probably from me." Her willow brows furrowed slightly as she stared at the small four-wheeled cart, lost in thought.

Zhao Fengyin felt she was superfluous and quietly walked out. The relationship between mother and daughter was strange,

subtle, and unusually strange!

A moment later, Zhu Ruowen came in again. Seeing Lingti's expression and the small four-wheeled cart, she understood

what Lingti was thinking. However, she was powerless to change these matters of personal affection.

Of all the children she had raised, Lingti was like her little cotton-padded jacket, the one who warmed her heart the most. Seeing Lingti made her feel much better.

Lingti looked up and saw the faint tear stains on her face and her sorrowful expression. She couldn't help but ask with concern, "Nanny, who made you

sad?"

Zhu Ruowen felt a pang of pain in her heart. She forced back her tears and, after a long while, when she had calmed down a bit, shook her head and

said softly, "It's all because of that wretched child! Never mind, let's not talk about it. Ti'er, Xiao Qi is here. He said he wants

to see you. Do you want to see him?"

Lingti frowned and said, "Really? It's been so many years. He's come from afar. I should see him, but I

've been in a bad mood lately and don't want to see anyone. I'm so sorry!"

Zhu Ruowen sighed, "What's there to be sorry about? Actually, I feel the same way." "You'd better not see him, lest

he harbor improper thoughts."

Lingti frowned and said, "What are you saying? My mind is already in turmoil, and you're just adding to it!"

Zhu Ruowen said, "Has Her Majesty already told you that the Rakshasa Sect might be in trouble recently? Are you worried about

this ?"

Lingti grabbed her hand and said urgently, "Since you know, please take me to him! Please!"

Zhu Ruowen's eyes were full of understanding and concern. She spread her hands and said, "Then tell me, where should we look?"

Lingti was taken aback, then said, "Go to the Zhou Mansion in Jinan! Oh, it's recently been renamed Muyun Mansion. If the Rakshasa Sect..."

"He's in trouble, he must be in danger. I have to find him as soon as possible and get him away!"

Zhu Ruowen said mysteriously, "Ti'er doesn't need to look for him. It won't be long, perhaps early tomorrow morning,

before Ti'er sees him!"

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/182255.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=182255&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : 【The Tale of the Demon Sword】(Volume 29, Chapter 141)

Next Page : [The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 39)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 37)

comment Open a new window to view comments