[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 028)

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Chapter 28 Unexpected Events

Hua Ying shook her head, then thought, "Forget it, what will the future hold? What will my relationship with Wu Yue be like? How will I get along with my wife

in the future ? Everything is still unknown, beyond my control. Why think so much?

Enjoying the present is the most important thing."

She turned and pulled Wu Yue into her arms, gently smoothing his disheveled hair, tenderly kissing his face

and eyes, and softly asked, "Mommy's darling, did you enjoy playing just now?"

Wu Yue's breathing had calmed down, and he said with slight weariness, "Very comfortable. How about Aunt Hua?" For some reason, among

the women he had been with, Hua Ying was the gentlest, most feminine, and most maternal. Originally,

his aunt Liu Yanniang was also very feminine and maternal, but after all, she was a woman of the martial world,

more shrewish than gentle. As for his godmother and Fairy Yanxia, who were powerful figures, needless to say.

Since ancient times, the gentleness and delicacy of a beautiful woman can melt even the hardest steel. It is precisely because of this that Wuyue felt the tender maternal love from

Huaying that no one could compare to him. Whenever he was with her, he was particularly excited,

and when he ejaculated, he felt especially ecstatic!

Huaying smiled and said, "Just smelling your scent makes me drunk. Of course, it feels good when we make love! By the way

, compared to two months ago, how come your thing has grown so much? It's also thicker. After it's inside,

it so full, so itchy, and so comfortable!" Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that his thing was still erect and standing tall!

She couldn't help but reach out her slender hand and grab his penis, saying in a sweet voice, "My dear son's tender little chicken is erect again

... If time allows, Mommy really wants to play with it a few more times..."

Wuyue was aroused and became extremely passionate. He rolled over and climbed on top of the beautiful woman. Hua Ying parted her legs, revealing her swollen

, engorged vulva to the penis. With a deft touch, she guided it into her jade gate…

Wu Yue thrust violently, each stroke slamming heavily against her clitoris. He murmured in Hua Ying's ear,

“I love fucking Mommy’s old cunt…”

Hua Ying felt a tightness in her flesh, the forbidden stimulation making her unable to control herself. She moaned, “Mommy also loves to

eat her son’s tender penis… son’s tender penis fucking Mommy’s… old cunt… so comfortable, so exciting

!”

…

The two knew they shouldn’t linger, but their passion for lust made them unable to resist. After three rounds,

seeing that it was almost noon, they finally called it a day.

Hua Ying helped Wu Yue hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes, and tidied his hair.

Wu Yue embraced her affectionately, said goodbye again, and then left in a hurry.

The guard on duty led Wuyue to the entrance. He had originally intended to memorize the route, but after passing seven or eight forks

in the road, the maze-like tunnels completely bewildered him.

He

could no longer distinguish east from west, north from south, and it seemed he wasn't even on the same route he had come from, so he had to give up. Wuyue ran wildly out of the Flying Eagle Pavilion, stopping outside the Qiushui Pavilion courtyard to wipe his face,

calm , touch his hair, and carefully check himself three times. Finally finding nothing amiss, he

strolled inside.

However, he forgot to look in the mirror. His fair cheeks were a little too red! It was

a rouge , which hadn't been completely wiped away.

He peeked around the hall and inner rooms, thankfully, his godmother wasn't there. He went to

the door of the study at the east end of the hall and listened carefully. He heard voices inside, knowing she was still in a meeting, and breathed a sigh

of relief , thinking himself lucky!

At lunchtime, Murong Ziyan and the other high-ranking members of the Rakshasa Sect finally emerged from their meeting. Seeing Wuyue's appearance, she knew he must have

been taken advantage of by that harlot again, and couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy: "Given Wuyue's flirtatious nature, he probably slept with her! I really

don't understand this little devil, how come he's so popular with women?"

She couldn't help but interrogate him, asking questions like how long he'd been in the underground palace and what he'd done. Wuyue

answered truthfully, responding fluently, except for omitting his ambiguous relationship with Huaying, focusing instead

on praising his elder sister's incredible underground garden and crystal dome in the Repentance Cave!

Murong Ziyan looked at him with a half-smile and slowly said, "You spent so long in the Repentance Cave,

just strolling and chatting with your second aunt in the garden?"

Cold sweat poured down Wuyue's back. Speechless, he stammered, "I actually... actually... um, that

..." He stammered for a long time without uttering a complete sentence.

He knew his godmother hated deception most of all; the proprietress of Yuebinlou was yet another example.

It was .

Seeing his disheveled state, Murong Ziyan could roughly guess what was going on. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up within her.

Coupled with her busy affairs, she was too lazy to bother with him, simply saying indifferently, "I'm warning you,

before , if you let any woman get pregnant with your child, hmph~"

Wuyue felt a chill run down his spine, his mind a jumble of thoughts: "That time in the Ecstasy Cave… if Yanniang had gotten pregnant,

my child would have been in grave danger! What would I do?" He mumbled a vague reply, "That's right, that's right, you

'll be the legal wife from now on, the legitimate son should be yours… hehe, that underground palace garden, it's really quite nice!"

His godmother 's constant nagging about these issues was overwhelming, so he had no choice but to try and change the subject.

Murong Ziyan said calmly, "It's good that you understand this. As for Yun'er's ingenious ideas, they are indeed extraordinary,

but I'm the one who paid for them! Do you know how much gold was spent to excavate and build the 'Repentance Cave' according to her plan

? Just the collection, smelting, and shaping of those crystals took two whole years, and the gold consumed was

almost a third of the value of this mansion!"

Wu Yue couldn't figure out why her godmother was so indulgent towards her eldest sister, so she scratched her head and said,

"Is it that serious? No way?" He wasn't deliberately trying to compete with her, but seeing that he had

successfully , he had to strike while the iron was hot to prevent her from being bothered by Aunt Hua's matter.

Murong Ziyan said, "That's right! Back when it was built, there wasn't a small lake next to the training ground. The craftsmen dug a tunnel

to get there, and ten zhang below, they first dug out a large chamber, four zhang high, twenty-six zhang long, and nineteen zhang wide, which is the so-called

'skylight.' Then they dug from top to bottom, while simultaneously removing soil and rocks to prevent collapse. They dug through

part of , covered it with crystal, and introduced running water into a large pit above the crystal to create a small lake. After that,

they dug out eight small courtyards on the east, west, and south stone walls, and then laid brick walls and built semi-circular arched roofs. Wasn't that a lot of work?"

Wu Yue nodded repeatedly in agreement, though it was merely a perfunctory response.

Murong Ziyan continued, "If the construction of the underground palace hadn't been so costly, I could have

expanded further, and I wouldn't have needed to covet the Long Shark Gang anymore." In her family's mindset, if they didn't

have enough wealth and servants, they could simply rob them—it was perfectly natural.

************

The afternoon weather was pleasant, and the plum blossoms in the back garden exuded a refreshing fragrance. Murong Ziyan,

Fairy Yanxia , and Cha Lixiang sat in the plum pavilion, enjoying tea, admiring the plum blossoms, and chatting casually. Sai Xiting stood by the desk instructing Wu Yue on calligraphy,

while Xiao Hong stood on the other side admiring the scene. Cha Lixiang glanced at Wu Yue frequently, her eyes filled with affection.

Murong Ziyan feigned annoyance, saying, "Lixiang, don't look at him like that, okay? It always feels like you're trying to steal my son away."

Cha Lixiang laughed, "Anyway, Wuyue will soon no longer be your son, how about giving him to your subordinate?"

As the north wind rushed in, this peaceful and leisurely atmosphere was completely shattered.

Tong Tianlai, the banner lord of the Bohai Bordered Yellow Banner, and Ye Wushuang, the banner lord of the Guanzhong Bordered White Banner, successively sent a secret letter to the lady via carrier pigeon

.

In his secret letter, Tong Tianlai wrote: "The government troops have launched a probing

attack . As instructed by Madam, the entire Bordered Yellow Banner is on high alert and has hidden heavy weapons in underground tunnels.

What should be the next step? I humbly request Madam's instructions!"

Ye Wushuang's secret letter stated: "Wang Jiaming and Li Taigui, leaders of the Bordered White Banner's outlying organization in Suide Prefecture, have

contacted various townships to prepare for action. They have also ordered Wan'er, Bi Ting, and

Hou Qiliang, among others, scattered throughout the surrounding areas, to be ready to support Wang Jiaming's actions."

At Xiao Hong's suggestion, Murong Ziyan immediately replied to Tong Tianlai: "The Qunyi Manor belongs to..." The bannermen temporarily entered the underground

passage, leaving the local villagers to appease the government troops and try to avoid conflict.

The reply to the White Banner Night Mist Frost was: "Begin the operation. Incite the starving people to storm the county government granary and seize grain, but be careful

to control the scale. Make it appear as a spontaneous riot by the local starving people. Just divert the court's attention;

avoid a large-scale, full-blown conflict."

Just as this matter was resolved, Green Velvet rushed over, her expression panicked, shouting, "Madam, something terrible has happened! Master

has suddenly returned home and is currently in the Tenglong Pavilion's Biyue Pavilion. He hopes Madam will bring the young master to meet him."

Murong Ziyan was still unfazed, but Wuyue was truly startled!

He jumped up, spilling ink from his brush, his body drenched in cold sweat!

His heart pounded: "I had an affair with my godfather's two wives, giving him a huge green hat. Now

the creditor is at the door, what should I do?" His first reaction was to run away immediately!

He leaped into the air using his light-footed skill, but before he could even cross the Plum Pavilion gate, Murong Ziyan grabbed him, saying

softly , "Wuyue, come with me. It's best if we settle this face to face."

Feeling his hand trembling in her palm and seeing the pleading look in his eyes, Murong Ziyan felt

a pang of pity and sighed, "There are many things in life that you can't escape. You must learn to face them bravely.

Let's go ."

Beifeng was also stunned! She knew very well what the master's return meant for Wuyue. Seeing his

fear , she felt uneasy as well, and subconsciously followed the three of them at a distance towards Tenglong Pavilion.

This wasn't Wuyue's first time at Tenglong Pavilion, but whenever distinguished guests visited, he always came and

went quickly with Murong Ziyan, leaving little impression. He had never been to the Biya Pavilion deep in the backyard.

Coming again, perhaps trying to calm his chaotic thoughts, he observed very carefully.

Tenglong Pavilion is a large courtyard, named after the eight-story pagoda that stands directly opposite the south gate.

Entering the courtyard, one is greeted by rows of bamboo, their leaves withered and yellow due to the winter chill, giving it a desolate and dilapidated appearance.

A , passing the east side of the Tenglong Pagoda and extending towards the rear.

Passing the pagoda and through an arched gate into the central courtyard, one arrives at the main reception hall where the banquet was held the previous night. The surrounding

gardens are filled with seasonal flowers and trees, but only a few old plum trees are still in bloom, making the scene appear

much more desolate compared to the vibrant plum blossom garden. The path passes through the east side of the main hall, leading to a long row of inverted L-shaped buildings, the shorter side facing south. Fifteen interconnected

elegant residences separate the central courtyard from the rear garden. The Hengshan Sect's distinguished guests reside here, but there is not a single person in sight; they are

presumably all inside practicing Qi cultivation and meditation.

The winding path through the flower-lined garden led to the third and fourth elegant houses from the right, entering the back garden.

Besides various flowers and plants, tall spruce trees lined both sides of the path; their sheer size, combined with the withered yellow foliage, created a desolate and

eerie atmosphere. Walking through the garden, there was neither birdsong nor fragrance; the surrounding silence made Wuyue feel increasingly oppressed.

The Biyue Pavilion, located slightly north of the center of the back garden, was a charming little courtyard covering about an acre.

A two-story building stood in the courtyard, its upturned eaves peeking out from among the spruce branches, giving it a sense of mystery and seclusion.

As Wuyue approached, she looked up at the building. Beneath the roof ridge were bracket sets and columns; the central pavilion had a protruding

cross-shaped flying eaves, transitioning to double-eaved gable roofs on the lower left and right sides. The main ridge and eaves were decorated with

carved mythical beasts, ridge ornaments, and running beasts, complemented by exquisitely decorated windows on both sides of the second floor. The overlapping eaves and roof ridges

created luxurious and elegant effect.

Wu Yue had a broad knowledge of various subjects, and in his opinion, this was the most architecturally advanced and

exquisitely . Normally, he would have devoted himself to studying it, but at this moment…

he had no time for such things.

Entering the courtyard through the arched gate, he saw a small, oval-shaped pond, about ten and a half feet wide and three feet long, with artificial hills and clear water. Seeing the koi

swimming leisurely in twos and threes, he felt a surge of envy.

Zhou Shilong sat upright in the elegant hall on the west side of the second floor. After exchanging pleasantries and taking their seats, a maidservant served fragrant tea. His

piercing gaze lingered on the lady for a moment before fixing on Wu Yue.

Wu Yue felt that this gaze was sharper and colder than a knife held to his throat, as if it wanted

to pierce his soul!

His eyes were unfocused, reflecting his chaotic state of mind, and he frequently avoided that gaze. He felt

an intense chill in the hall, and his body trembled slightly.

The atmosphere grew increasingly somber…

Not wanting Wuyue to feel awkward, Murong Ziyan quickly said to Zhou Shilong, “Brother Long, why didn’t you let me know you were coming?

I could have been prepared. You don’t need to stay in such a secluded little courtyard.”

Zhou Shilong then withdrew his gaze, looking at her with a slight smile: "It's alright, this place is quite nice. I used to often

read here, listening to the sound of the pines. Besides, it's only for a day or two, why trouble Madam to send someone

to tidy up ? In my previous letters, I sensed that Madam was in a hurry, so I specially took time out to come, just to get the divorce papers

done as soon as possible, so you can be at ease! Please forgive any abruptness." His voice was calm, but his knuckles

trembled , clearly indicating that he was not at peace.

Murong Ziyan was always decisive. She took out two scrolls of Xuan paper from her sleeve and handed them to him, saying, "

We . Take a look, and we can each put our fingerprints on them."

Zhou Shilong glanced at them briefly; the two thin sheets of paper seemed to weigh a ton!

He gently placed the divorce papers on the table, saying with some sadness, "Yingxiang, it's been so many years. I've aged quite a bit,

while you've grown younger and more beautiful... Perhaps, your choice was right... Sigh! You

always do things so decisively, even marriage. Didn't you intend to reconsider?"

Murong Ziyan said, "Thank you for the compliment, Brother Long! My mind is made up, so there's no need to think about it anymore. Please check

if there's anything wrong with the divorce papers."

Zhou Shilong said, "There's nothing wrong with the divorce papers. I've always been unwilling to go against your wishes, as you know.

Since you've made up your mind, let's put our fingerprints on them..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yun suddenly strode in from the next bedroom!

Having not seen her for almost a year, Murong Ziyan had been quite fond of her eldest daughter and hurriedly went forward to greet her warmly.

However, Zhou Yun dodged aside as if avoiding a plague, leaving her with nothing!

Murong Ziyan was startled, only to see her daughter staring at her coldly with a look of disdain and contempt!

Murong Ziyan felt deeply embarrassed, inwardly realizing the situation was dire: "Sending her off to Yangzhou at the beginning of the year was related to Wuyue, and she hates me

for it . Now, she hasn't even cleared things up with Zhou Shilong, and Yun'er has gotten involved too. Knowing her temperament, who knows

how much trouble she'll cause!"

She angrily swept her gaze over Zhou Shilong and Lu Rong, her meaning crystal clear: "Brother Long,

what are you trying to do by bringing Yun'er back at a time like this? Lu Rong, why didn't you inform me of Yun'er's return?

Oh no! If I had known this would happen, I really shouldn't have brought Wuyue here." "Come with me, Yue!"

Zhou Shilong hurriedly explained, "I was just about to leave Suzhou when Yun'er came from Yangzhou to say goodbye. She said she

was going back to Jinan immediately, and knowing I was also about to set off, she insisted on coming back with me. I could

n't persuade her no matter . Alas... Yun'er, you mustn't be rude to your mother, don't put your father in an unjust position!"

Seeing the eldest daughter suddenly appear, Green Velvet was like a mouse seeing a cat, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Seeing the madam scolding

her , she quickly shook her head innocently, indicating that she didn't know about the eldest daughter's return.

Zhou Yun resembled her mother in personality, appearance, and figure, but was even more fiery and strong-willed. The second daughter, Zhou

Yi, resembled her father, exuding a rich classical Eastern beauty, with a gentle and elegant personality.

Zhou Yun said angrily, "I don't have such a shameless and self-degrading mother! She was unjust first,

why should I be polite to such a lowly person!"

Wow! Who else but me dares to say such things in front of the Rakshasa Queen?

Seeing his wife trembling with anger, Zhou Shilong, fearing the conflict between mother and daughter would escalate, quickly grabbed the divorce papers and dragged

her out of the elegant hall. He led her along the wooden corridor to the study at the east end, where he pressed her down onto a soft mahogany

chair opposite the desk, and whispered, "Yun'er's just like that, you know that as her mother. It's all your fault for spoiling her. She'll be

fine in a while, don't be angry."

At this moment, Murong Ziyan's anger was a minor matter; she felt more guilty and uneasy. She murmured, "It's not that

I wanted to spoil her. After all, I didn't raise her. Since bringing her back, I've always felt a distance, and I want to try to make up for it with some maternal love.

At the beginning of the year, Yun'er got married to Su Yusheng, the eldest son of Su Daheng, the richest man in Yangzhou. This young man is an excellent choice in terms of family background,

character , and talent, and is very famous." "One of the Four Gentlemen of Jiangnan, and the marriage you personally arranged,

but Yun'er absolutely refused, causing a scene at the wedding banquet and turning what should have been a joyous occasion into a funeral!"

Zhou Shilong comforted her, "I know all this. Yun'er is just too willful. She'll be fine once she vents."

Murong Ziyan thought to herself, "You have no idea, the reason I'm so eager for Yun'er to get married is because of Wuyue! Since last year,

I've noticed that the way she looks at Wuyue is a bit strange. Once, I even caught them hugging

and kissing , which is why I urged you to arrange her marriage. It's been almost a year since the marriage, and Yun'er still

hasn't conceived. I wonder if she's consummated the marriage with her husband? Now that she's alone with Wuyue, I hope she doesn't embarrass him too much..."

However, how could she tell him all this? She could only feel anxious and restless inside.

Zhou Shilong carefully read through the letter of divorce. In fact, all the terms had already been agreed upon in their usual correspondence

, and both parties had no objections. Seeing that his wife seemed somewhat absent-minded, he deliberately said, "That wasteland in Yinan is

unsuitable for cultivation and was passed down from my ancestors. Could it be transferred to my name?"

Other land was acceptable, but this place was now a hunting ground, which was very important to Murong Ziyan. How could he give it up?

She raised an eyebrow and said, "No! I have managed that ranch for many years and have developed an attachment to it."

Zhou Shilong was just making small talk to distract her from worrying about Yun'er. He wasn't

determined to naturally wouldn't insist.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Shilong frowned again and said, "I've heard that Huaying has an affair with Wuyue, so she should

also be on the list of wives to be divorced. Should I add her name to the list as well? Alas! It's not entirely her fault; I've neglected these concubines

. Although I didn't see her this time, I think she probably wants to stay with Wuyue too. It's all that boy's fault for going too far, accepting all comers without hesitation!"

Murong Ziyan coldly said, "It's not his business. It's our own choice. Whether or not you divorce Second Concubine is your

business, but Wuyue..." "Whether I accept her or not depends on my willingness!"

Seeing her expression, Zhou Shilong couldn't help but sigh, "If you're willing to be this jealous for me, I'll be

content !"

Murong Ziyan retorted, "We're an old married couple, why so many sentimentalities? Getting the important thing done is this!"

Knowing she had something on her mind, Zhou Shilong didn't linger. The two pressed their fingerprints on each other's fingerprints; one was sent

to the yamen, and the other was posted outside the Zhou residence as a public notice. The marriage was thus declared over.

Zhou Shilong said sincerely, "Yingxiang, even though we've come to this point, my

feelings remain the same as before..."

Murong Ziyan felt a pang of guilt and sighed, "This is my fault. This marriage involved too many things back then."

I was only focused on using you for personal gain, completely ignoring your feelings. Now I've done something wrong to you, and I'm

truly sorry. I'm also very grateful for your forgiveness! However, I hope you can understand me. It's only in the last year or two that I've

finally realized what I truly want. I made mistakes when I was young, and I don't want to make the same mistakes again. A woman needs a loving

home, a safe haven for her heart. I've finally found it, and I will never give it up.

Zhou Shilong sighed, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. At this age, one should understand one's destiny. Fate is something you

can't force; once it's there, there's no escaping it. I understand that. Let's talk about the future. Although we're no longer destined to be

husband and wife , I still don't want to go from business partners to competitors."

Murong Ziyan smiled, "Brother Long, you're a master in business. I hope you can still help me out in the future." Zhou

Shilong said, "I will. Let's cooperate and develop together, creating a win-win situation for both sides . By the way, I'd like to talk to Wuyue alone, is that alright?" 　　Murong Ziyan shook her head vigorously, resolutely saying, "No!" 　　Zhou Shilong said calmly, "If you want Wuyue to become a real man, you should let him face !" 　　His words were simple, yet each one carried immense weight, striking right at her heart! 　　A few days ago, she painstakingly planned Wuyue's future, but when it came to concrete implementation, she was completely lost and torn. "Let him roam the world and undergo countless trials? How can I be at ease? But if I don't let him go, how can a little bird that can't fly out of the gentle embrace become an eagle soaring in the blue sky?" 　　It was truly a case of "a heart like a double-stranded net, with a thousand knots within!" 　　Zhou Shilong's words completely shattered her! Her　　face turned pale, and she kept repeating in her mind, "Yes, can Wuyue always rely on me for protection? Whether as a virtuous wife or a loving mother, I can plan his life's path and shelter him from the wind and rain when he is weak, but now he has grown up. If I let him hide behind me forever, how can he grow into a world hero? Even if I don't care and am willing to spoil him and love him for a lifetime, will he really be willing?" 　　At this moment, she finally made a decision, however difficult it was! 　　Suddenly, Wuyue's wailing sound came from the elegant hall! The two 　　were 　　taken aback and hurriedly flew over... ********** 　　　　　　　　　　　... 　　She led Wuyue to the window, her eyes gleaming with a strange light. Gazing at the two exquisite little buildings to the east of Qiushui Pavilion in the backyard, she said softly, "Do you remember? When you were only five years old in Tianchi Cave in Changbai Mountain, no one taught you, but you would often inexplicably recite a line of poetry, 'Quietly watching the evening rain and morning clouds, laughing at the changing seas and fields. ' I've always kept it in my heart. After our master ascended to immortality and we returned to the manor, I named the little building where I lived 'Evening Rain Pavilion,' and my sister's 'Morning Cloud Pavilion.'" 　　Wuyue hadn't yet shaken off the tense atmosphere from before. Just thinking about her godfather's icy gaze made her shudder. Her mind was still in turmoil, so she could only reply perfunctorily, "Of course I remember." 　　The Evening Rain Pavilion was ten zhang to the northeast of Qiushui Pavilion, and the Morning Cloud Pavilion was to the southeast of the Evening Rain Pavilion, only three . Although the eldest and second eldest sisters had married one after the other, their godmother had kept the place exactly as it was, with maids cleaning it every day so that the two sisters could stay there temporarily when they returned to their parents' home to visit relatives. 　　Zhou Yun said softly, "These past few years, whenever you had the chance to escape Qiushui Pavilion, you loved to come to Muyu Tower and pester me to teach you to play the flute. You even said that the design of the fish pond and rockery in my eldest sister's courtyard was the most ingenious and beautiful in the backyard . One autumn evening last year, looking at the sunset, you praised my eldest sister for being beautiful and kissed ... You may not remember, but I... from that moment on, I suddenly realized that you were no longer a little boy, but a kind, understanding, and talented young man. From then on, your image was etched in my heart... I think of you during the day, and I dream of you at night..." Her voice gradually turned lonely and desolate... 　　Wu Yue was naturally lively and carefree, kind and warm- hearted . As a child, she didn't know the boundaries between boys and girls, and she did these kinds of things many times. Thinking back carefully, it seemed that there was something like that. At the time, she was just happy and showed some affection, and then she forgot about it and didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect that she would remember it so clearly, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment. 　　Zhou Yun's eyes gleamed with an even brighter light, her voice rising in pitch: " The night before my elder sister was forced into marriage at the beginning of the year, and that heartless woman sent her to Yangzhou, I cried as I spoke to you. Have you forgotten what I said to you then?" 　　Wu Yue remembered that evening after dinner, when he returned from a walk and was summoned to Muyu Tower by Zhenwen. His elder sister was heartbroken and cried as she told him, "Wu Yue, I will only love you in this life. You are the only husband in my heart. No matter what happens in the future, I will keep my virginity for you. When you are older and can make your own decisions, you must remember to bring me back from Yangzhou and marry me, okay?" 　　He could only nod and whisper, "I remember..." 　　Zhou Yun said sharply, "Did you promise me that?" 　　Wu Yue was speechless! 　　Could he really say that childhood jokes couldn't be taken seriously? 　　Seeing his stammering appearance, Zhou Yun knew that he hadn't taken it to heart at all, and her heart ached! 　　Only one thought occupied her mind: "Was all that year-long promise just an illusion? I went to such lengths to preserve my virginity for him, only to have him not care at all?" 　　Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh, "For almost a year, I remained chaste. My close girlfriends all praised Su Yusheng as a dragon among women, envying me for marrying such a good husband. But little did they know that after the wedding, I didn't even glance at . On the wedding day, I caused a scene in the wedding hall, and my heartless mother even used acupuncture on me, forcing the maids to carry me into the bridal chamber. I couldn't move." I've never been afraid of anyone in my life, but that night I was terrified, fearing he would force himself on me. I cried and screamed all night, resorting to threats, lies, and pleas—I did everything I could—and in the end, he didn't lay a finger ! From then on, we lived in separate rooms, completely estranged. For those 330 days and nights, I counted the days on my fingers, wanting to do nothing but think of you. Whenever I see the wild geese flying north, I think, " In just two or three hours, they'll be above you. I envy those birds that can soar freely!"

I thought you would miss me too, and would try to get me back to your side. I was so anxious, every day felt like an eternity!

A few days ago I heard that you had been kidnapped for a long time and had just been rescued. I couldn't bear it any longer and forced Su Yusheng to write a letter of divorce

and put her fingerprint on it. I just wanted to come back as soon as possible. The day before yesterday, I went to Suzhou to say goodbye to my father and was preparing to leave immediately..."

At this point, her chest suddenly heaved rapidly, and she slapped a roll of Xuan paper at Wuyue's

face : "But I never expected that my father would tell me on the way that the woman did the same thing as me, and the one you

are going to marry is her!! Her?!" Overwhelmed with anger and anxiety, she opened her mouth wide but couldn't speak.

After a long, labored breath, she managed to squeeze out a trembling voice from her taut throat: "Hearing this news, I really

don't want to live anymore! I don't want to believe it's true, I want to hear you tell me yourself, is it true or not?"

Her gaze was as sharp as a knife's edge, yet also like a blazing flame, as if trying to pierce through Wuyue's soul, yet

it carried a glimmer of hope, like a condemned prisoner anxiously awaiting his verdict, nervously awaiting his answer.

Wuyue's hands trembled as he picked up the roll of Xuan paper—it was a letter of divorce.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that love could sometimes be a burden, a very heavy burden!

Just like now, he didn't know what the consequences would be after answering, but he could only answer: "It's true..."

To his surprise, his elder sister didn't burst into tears; instead, she threw her head back and laughed, a shrill, piercing laugh,

more agonizing than a ghost's wail: "Ha~ha!!! Then let's die together, and become husband and wife in the underworld!"

Suddenly, she drew a foot-long, gleaming dagger and stabbed it fiercely into Wuyue's heart!

The blade moved faster than his reaction time, leaving him no chance to dodge. He was about to become a victim!

A white shadow flashed across like lightning, just barely colliding with the blade's tip. It leaped like a fish to save a ball, pushing the enraged Zhou Yun

aside and shielding him from the deadly blow!

The blade slashed from her left shoulder down to her left chest, leaving a half-inch deep, two-foot-long wound. With its remaining

force, it pierced her left chest with a "thud." Although the attacker had gathered his strength and contracted his muscles to protect his chest, the blade still penetrated more than

two inches deep!

Wu Yue finally understood what it meant to have his skin

torn open! It was as if the tender, red flesh had been ripped open,

revealing snow-white skin, like delicate, creamy jade, a horrifying sight!

Blood gushed out like dazzling fireworks, exploding in the air!

What he saw was both brilliant and desolate!

The series of sudden changes left his mind blank, but he knew it was the North Wind!

He cried out in pain, grabbing her and frantically trying to cover her wound, bursting into tears

.

It turned out that seeing Wu Yue's terrified expression, Bei Feng had been extremely worried and had

followed her keeping a watchful eye on the situation inside the elegant hall. Just now, seeing the young lady's strange expression, she inwardly cried out, "This is bad!" At

the critical moment when Zhou Yun suddenly attacked, even with her lightning-fast skills, she was unable to parry the blade and could only fly

into the gleaming, sharp tip!

Protecting the lady from a knife was a key point of training for the four female guards from childhood; otherwise, Wu Yue would surely be dead!

Zhou Yun remained unmoved, pulling the blade from Bei Feng's chest and thrusting it again, determined to take Wu Yue's life!

Bei Feng forcefully used his inner energy to push Wu Yue away, using his remaining strength to sweep the blade away with his sleeve.

Zhou Yun roared in fury: "You dare to stop me? I'll kill you too! Die with us!" With that, she

thrust her blade forward.

Bei Feng stood tall, but could no longer muster any true energy to defend himself. With immense difficulty, he said, "Miss

, come at me! As long as I live, I will never allow you to harm him!"

Zhou Yun's pupils contracted. Inheriting her mother's ferocious blood, once her blade was drawn, it would kill without mercy,

ruthless and merciless!

The sharp tip of the blade once again pierced towards Bei Feng's bloodied chest!

Zhou Shilong and Murong Ziyan arrived just in time, Murong Ziyan quickly holding Zhou Yun tightly.

Zhou Yun struggled desperately, and in a flash, she stabbed herself in the heart!

This raging woman, even if she couldn't die with him, wanted to kill him!

Murong Ziyan snatched the blade away, but Zhou Yun continued to struggle and roar, "Xiao Wuyue, why are you doing this to me?!?!"

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Twilight. Murong Ziyan sealed her daughter's acupoints and had Feishuang take her back to Muyu Tower. She, along with three

captains and her subordinates, took turns guarding her to prevent her from attempting suicide again.

Beifeng was taken back to her duty room at Qiushui Pavilion. The conditions at Beifeng Tower in Feiying Pavilion were better and more

spacious , but due to the severity of her injuries, Murong Ziyan brought her back here so she could provide immediate emergency care.

In the room, the best doctors from the Jingwei Team were disinfecting the wound with the finest wound medicine. However, such a long

and deep wound, exposing the bone, required more than just bandaging. Fortunately, Murong Ziyan intervened in time, using a pulse-stopping technique

to stop the bleeding; otherwise, she would have already died. Fortunately, the Jingwei Team doctors were

experienced in treating countless knife and arrow wounds and were now suturing the wound with curved needles and catgut.

Beifeng remained unconscious. Before the wound closed, Murong Ziyan dared not use

methods of channeling internal energy or acupressure to treat her, fearing it would cause further bleeding. Because the nearly two-foot-long wound was a bloody mess,

it looked horrific. The wound on his left chest was particularly deep, and the stitching process was even more terrifying. Despite Wu Yue's pleas, Murong Ziyan insisted on

keeping him outside the door.

It took more than ninety stitches to close the wound. After bandaging it with gauze, Murong

Ziyan examined Bei Feng's wrist for a while, her expression changing slightly, and her delicate brows furrowing. She sighed deeply, instructed the doctor to keep

a close watch on him, and then turned and went out. Seeing Wu Yue still sobbing outside the door, she didn't know how to comfort him, so she simply

took his hand and left Qiushui Pavilion.

Wu Yue choked back tears, "Where are we going? I want to stay with Sister Beifeng."

Murong Ziyan said softly, "Master has some urgent business to attend to. Come see her after you're done.

You can't help anyway."

Arriving at the arched gate of Biyue Pavilion, Murong Ziyan said gently, "Master wants to see you alone. Go by yourself.

I'll go back to Qiushui Pavilion and wait for you."

Wu Yue's face turned deathly pale. She grabbed Murong Ziyan's hand and shook it incessantly, her eyes filled with fear.

Murong Ziyan suppressed her reluctance and sighed, "Wu Yue, there are some things you must face alone. Understand?"

"What? Today's events are a lesson. Even I can't help you with Yun'er's matter. If you don't handle it well,

it could lead to bloody situation. You need to practice this yourself!"

Looking at her extremely complex eyes, filled with tension, unease, and a hint of determination, like a

loving mother sending her beloved son to the battlefield.

Wu Yue was intelligent and quick-witted; how could she not understand? He loosened his grip on her hand, silently walked into the hall,

and went up the stairs in the upper left corner to the study.

Watching his thin figure gradually disappear behind the bamboo grove, flower path, rockery, and pond, Murong Ziyan

felt a deep sense of loss. She had a feeling that a new chapter was about to begin in their lives, but the future

was uncertain and the prospects were unclear...

In the study, a maidservant served fragrant tea. The tea was served

in an exquisite blue-and-white porcelain cup. As for the tea, Zhou Shilong, along with the contemporary tea masters Chen Lu and Shi You, were

close friends. The three often enjoyed tea and poetry together and were regulars at the Xiyuan Tea House. Among them, Chen Lu's tea art was the most

profound. He strived for perfection in the brewing process, believing that not only must the tea be of high quality and the water, but the roasting method was

even more important.

His Zisun and Longshan teas were not brewed using the Songluo method, but rather through experimentation using a new method.

Upon its introduction, high-ranking officials and nobles flocked to it, only to be repeatedly turned away. He believed that one must first forget the old methods and

start from scratch to brew a truly fragrant tea. For example, he would use a ceramic jar filled with clear spring water, seal the mouth with bamboo leaves, and hang it upside down in a place where

it wouldn't be at least three months. This method of preparing water, which he pioneered, gradually became popular.

As the saying goes, "birds of a feather flock together," and Zhou's Longshan tea art fully embodies the essence of Chen Lu's style. This pot

of Longshan tea, brewed by him personally, is extraordinary. The bluish-green tea liquor, with its delicate and mellow aroma rising in the steam, is intoxicating

even before tasting it!

Normally, Wuyue would have been overjoyed and would have savored this rare and exquisite tea. However,

at this moment, he was not in the mood for such things.

Wuyue waited anxiously for his godfather to break the silence, but he remained silent, simply watching

him .

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