[Wander freely and unrestrained in the martial world]

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Chapter One: Peeping at the Bathing
A summer night, cicadas chirped and insects buzzed, a crescent moon shone brightly, and a cool breeze gently blew, making one
sigh with delight at such a beautiful night! But Miao Tiancheng, standing in the courtyard gazing at the vast starry sky, felt his heart burning even hotter than during the day
! Especially when the faint sound of splashing water came from the east wing, his blood seemed
to boil uncontrollably, yet he dared not turn around to look in that direction.
"Hiss..." Miao Tiancheng took a deep breath, then bent over and stretched out his arms, performing a set of powerful
and unparalleled fist techniques at an extremely fast speed. The forceful wind from his punches whipped the slender bamboo stalks beside him, bending them this way and that, much like his chaotic and
unsettled state of mind.
"Splash!" The sound of water being poured from the east wing echoed in Miao Tiancheng's heart like the tolling of a giant bell. He could no longer
bear the burning desire in his heart. He stopped his martial arts practice, hurriedly fetched a basin of icy well water, and then
drenched himself from head to toe.
"Tiancheng, how many times have I told you? After practicing, never wash yourself with well water. It's very easy to get sick.
Why don't you listen? Hurry up and go back to your room to dry yourself off and rest!" Hearing Miao Tiancheng's splashing sound like a giant wave crashing against the shore
, a soft, sweet voice, seemingly reproachful but actually complaining, rang out from the east wing
. The trembling tone characteristic of southern women made Miao Tiancheng feel an unbearable itch, like a hundred scratches on his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver heavily.
"Yes, Master's wife," Miao Tiancheng replied respectfully, walking towards the west wing in the courtyard. Just as he reached
the doorway, Miao Tiancheng, whether intentionally or unintentionally, quickly glanced at the east wing.
A blurry, swaying figure on the window paper was etched into his heart like an inscription on a stone tablet.
Entering the room, Miao Tiancheng ripped off his soaked jacket and underpants, hastily wiped himself, and then
lay flat on the bed.
"Splash!" The sound of pouring water came again from the east wing. Miao Tiancheng, who was practicing his internal energy to calm his mind and
try to erase the blurry figure, felt a surge of heat rise in his lower abdomen,
and at the same time, a throbbing erection rose from the pubic hair between his legs.
"No, I can't think like that! That's my master's wife, the master's wife who raised me!" Forcing back the urge to
clutch his erect penis, Miao Tiancheng cursed himself repeatedly, his legs
tense, fists clenched, teeth grinding.
But the more he tried to erase the blurry figure, the clearer its outline became, and his
erect penis grew harder and more throbbing as the figure became clearer.
"Focus on the dantian, clear the mind..." Miao Tiancheng softly recited the internal energy incantation, hoping
to distract himself. However, the sound of water being poured in the east wing echoed in his
heart like a secluded valley, the faint aftershocks shattering his newly calmed mind.
Then, those fragments pieced together again to form the blurry yet incredibly familiar figure on the east wing's window paper
.
"Ah! Slap! Slap!" Miao Tiancheng roared and sprang up from the bed, slapping himself hard twice across the face
, then frantically pulling at his hair. But this self-torture was utterly useless
; the sound of water still echoed in his ears, and the image still lingered in his mind.
Finally, the burning heat within Miao Tiancheng overwhelmed the heavy guilt in his heart. He rolled off
the bed, landing silently, hastily put on a pair of underpants, and, bare-chested and barefoot, used his light-footed skill to
leap out of the window. He then somersaulted in mid-air, his toes barely touching the ground, and leaped again, landing on a tall
paulownia tree behind the east wing.
A thick branch of this paulownia tree grew right in front of the window behind the east wing. Miao Tiancheng
silently climbed over, took a deep breath, steadied himself, and with a trembling tongue, pierced the thin paper
windowpane.
Holding his breath, Miao Tiancheng closed his left eye tightly and stared wide-eyed into the candlelit room. Then, a
fair, jade-like back pierced his eyes, and tears inappropriately blurred his vision.
"Gulp!" Miao Tiancheng couldn't help but swallow a large mouthful of saliva silently. His forced composure
crumbled in an instant, his heart, already pounding wildly, almost leaped out of his throat, and the thick, erect
penis between his legs nearly ripped through his underpants.
"So...so beautiful!" he exclaimed involuntarily, quickly wiping away his tears
before focusing his gaze.
His master's wife sat cross-legged in the bathtub, her back to him. The high tub obscured her
entire back below her shoulder blades. Miao Tiancheng suddenly felt a deep regret for having built such a high tub for his master's wife.
Perhaps to prevent her long, black hair from getting wet, she had secured it with a bamboo hairpin
. However, perhaps those strands of hair were too mischievous, for a few escaped from the bamboo hairpin, becoming wet and sticking
to his master's wife's neck, shoulders, and back, which were covered in water droplets. With each splash of water as she washed herself
, they twisted into countless graceful shapes.
"So, my master's wife's neck is this beautiful! Why didn't I notice before? And her shoulders
… if only the candle were brighter! Hmm, tomorrow I'll buy her a wick and
a candle as thick as my thumb!" Lost in thought, Miao Tiancheng strained his eyes, almost popping them out,
staring intently at his master's wife's back. Unconsciously, his breathing became rapid and heavy
.
"Who's outside the window?" Just as Miao Tiancheng was burning with lust, his mouth dry, and his rock-hard
member about to ejaculate, his master's wife suddenly raised her hand, extinguished the candle, and asked sharply. At the same time,
a loud splash came from the pitch-black room, followed by something bursting through the window and striking
Miao Tiancheng heavily on the left shoulder.
"Ouch!" Miao Tiancheng cried out in pain and fell from the tree. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, rolling his body upon landing
to absorb most of the impact. However, before he could even stand up, his master's wife, wrapped in an outer
garment, burst through the window and stood before him.
"You lecherous scoundrel, where do you think you're going!" Miao Tiancheng heard his master's wife's low growl, and then a heavy kick landed on his back
. He rolled over and felt a chill on the back of his neck as a sharp longsword was pressed firmly against it.
Overwhelmed with shame, Miao Tiancheng dared not resist
. He lay motionless on the ground with his eyes tightly closed, wanting only to die.
"You lecherous scoundrel, how dare you tarnish my reputation! Tonight is your death night! Ah! Tiancheng? It's you? You
…" With his master's wife's low growl, Miao Tiancheng felt the longsword pierce his flesh, but he felt
no fear, only a sense of utter liberation. Then came his master's wife's scream, followed by
the clang of the longsword falling to the ground.
Miao Tiancheng didn't answer, remaining motionless on the ground awaiting death. But after a long time, seeing no further
movement from his master's wife, he slowly opened his eyes and peeked around. Apart from his sword, his master's wife was nowhere to be seen
.
Suddenly, Miao Tiancheng wondered if his master's wife might leave in a fit of anger, never to be heard from again.
He jolted awake, grabbed his longsword, leaped to his feet, and rushed towards the east wing.
"Bang!" Miao Tiancheng pushed hard against the door, only to find it locked shut. A low, mournful
sob could be heard from inside.
"You beast! I, Bai Qingrou, have no such wicked disciple! Get out! Get out!" Hearing his master's wife's heartbroken
accusations, Miao Tiancheng knelt down with a thud, kowtowing three times deeply. He said, "Master's wife,
I know I deserve to die! These three kowtows are my way of repaying your kindness in raising and teaching me.
I will no longer be by your side. Please take care of yourself. I'm leaving!"
With that, Miao Tiancheng brandished his longsword to his throat, ready to atone for his sins with his death.
Just then, the door burst open with a bang, and Miao Tiancheng felt a numbness in his wrist as his longsword fell into
his master's wife's hand. She shouted, "You beast! Don't defile my pure sword! From this day forward,
our ties are severed!" With that, she tried to slam the door shut.
Having his sword taken from him, Miao Tiancheng understood that while his master's wife refused to forgive him, she didn't want him to die.
His previous despair and desperate desire to atone with his death vanished instantly. He couldn't let
his master's wife leave. He lunged forward, grabbing her ankle tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Master's wife, I know my sins are grave. I dare not ask for your forgiveness. Please grant me death! Waaah
… Master's wife, kill me!" Miao Tiancheng wailed, his face rubbing against his master's wife's smooth, supple
leg, making Bai Qingrou's heart race.
It turned out that Bai Qingrou had just slipped out of the window wearing only an outer garment, with nothing underneath.
While the garment covered most of her body, it only reached her knees, leaving a section of her delicate, fair calves exposed, which Miao
Tiancheng caught in his arms. The thought that if Miao Tiancheng looked up, her
lower body would be completely exposed to him filled Bai Qingrou with shame and anger, and she desperately tried to pull away.
However, the moment Miao Tiancheng touched his master's wife's smooth, alluring skin, he felt an irresistible, silky smoothness, and smelled
a fragrance he had never encountered before. This fragrance slowly seeped into his nostrils, making him feel dizzy and disoriented.
The lingering desire within him rekindled, making him feel even more determined not to let go. Instead, he crawled forward
half a step, clinging even tighter.
"You beast, let go right now, or your master's wife will end your life with one sword!" Bai Qingrou was unable
to move her feet, her heart filled with anxiety. She reached out and braced herself against the door frame, desperately trying to break free of her legs, but Miao Tiancheng seemed to be attached to
her legs. No matter how she twisted and turned, she could not escape.
So, Bai Qingrou made a snap decision and was about to stab him with her long sword, but when the tip of the sword pierced his back, she saw
the scratches on his bare back and felt a great pang of pity.
"You wicked beast, let go right now, and we'll let this matter rest for tonight. I hope you will repent and go back to your room to rest
!" At this moment, Bai Qingrou no longer cared about Miao Tiancheng's heinous crime of peeping at her while she was bathing. She only wanted to break free of her legs, close
the door, and preserve her chastity.
Hearing the change in his master's wife's words, Miao Tiancheng realized she truly wouldn't kill him.
Emboldened, he straightened his kneeling posture, moved his face to the back of her legs, and cried out in pain and remorse
, begging only for death, while his face continued to scrape against hers.
Bai Qingrou, already disoriented by the strange sensation in
her calves,
felt a tingling sensation arise from her legs. Her already bound legs went weak,
and the long sword in her hand clattered out the door.
"You...beast, let go! Let go!" Without hesitation, Bai Qingrou bent down,
lifted her clothes, and pressed her hands against Miao Tiancheng's head, pushing him away forcefully.
"Master's wife, your disciple knows he was wrong, please kill me!" Hearing the longsword fall to the ground, Miao Tiancheng's
last shred of hesitation vanished. He loosened his grip on his master's wife's ankles, then moved upwards, embracing her
legs, straightening his back at the same time. He raised his head, wanting to say something more to his master's wife, but suddenly saw a
section of fair, jade-like, perfectly rounded, straight thigh. He was instantly dumbfounded, speechless, only heavy breaths escaping from his mouth and nose
.
"You beast, don't look, don't look! You...you're forcing your master's wife to die!" Bai Qingrou
's voice was now choked with sobs. Having her disciple see her naked thighs, she felt that only death could wash
away this humiliation. So she slapped Miao Tiancheng across the face, then retaliated by striking her own head.
This strike, delivered in Bai Qingrou's rage and shame, would kill her instantly if it hit.
Miao Tiancheng, who had been staring at his master's wife's smooth, pink thighs, suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face and snapped out of his reverie. He then saw that his master's
wife was about to commit suicide. Instantly, he struck with lightning speed, pressing a finger into the crook of her elbow, rendering her powerless.
"Ah! You beast! You've committed such a heinous crime of betraying your master and disgracing my reputation! Let me die!"
Unable to exert any strength in her hand, Bai Qingrou cursed Miao Tiancheng bitterly, then turned and rammed her head against the corner of the door frame,
truly displaying unparalleled chastity.
Miao Tiancheng quickly stood up, embraced his master's wife, and pulled her into the house. He kept trying to comfort her, taking all
the blame upon himself and begging her not to take her own life.
Bai Qingrou, however, was filled with grief and indignation, wanting only to die and refusing to listen to Miao Tiancheng.
Then, Miao Tiancheng suddenly kissed Bai Qingrou's pink lips, startling her so much that her beautiful eyes widened in shock
, and her body stood frozen like a wooden statue.
Miao Tiancheng had already gone all out. Ever since that night two years ago when his manhood suddenly became erect,
his master's wife had become more than just a master's wife in his heart.
Five years ago, when he was only ten years old, he was on the verge of starvation when his master's wife suddenly appeared and took care of him, saving his
life. Although he had lived with his master's wife ever since, she wouldn't allow him to call her "mother," and
when she taught him martial arts, she wouldn't let him acknowledge her as his master, only allowing him to call her "master's wife." "Master's wife is fine,"
he thought. After all, this woman was the closest person to Miao Tiancheng in the world; it didn't matter what he called her.
But at some point, Miao Tiancheng's feelings for his master's wife became complicated. He didn't know why
, until one night, lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, he suddenly realized that his usually soft penis was erect. Only then did he understand that his master's wife was no longer just an elder in his heart, but also 　　the woman
he secretly admired . 　　 For two years, Miao Tiancheng suppressed his feelings, constantly probing into everything about his master's wife. Since 　　she told him to call her "master's wife," then he must also have a master. Master? Wasn't that his master's wife's husband? This word 　　was like a poisonous thorn deeply embedded in his heart. 　　 But later, he learned from his master's wife's occasional slips of the tongue that his so-called master had long since died. 　　 Didn't that mean he could be with his master's wife forever? Miao Tiancheng felt a glimmer of hope appear before him. However, 　　he dared not reveal his feelings. Although he had wandered the world since childhood and disdained etiquette and moral education, 　　what would his master's wife think? Miao Tiancheng dared not take the risk. 　　 But tonight was different. This opportunity was something Miao Tiancheng had been waiting for. He didn't want to let it go, 　　nor could he. If he missed tonight, perhaps his master's wife would be separated from him forever. 　　 "Master's wife, let your disciple take care of you for the rest of your life! Your disciple... your disciple truly loves you so much!" 　　 Finally, he expressed the admiration that had been hidden in his heart for so long, and Miao Tiancheng felt a great sense of relief. 　　 "Slap!" After a brief moment of stunned silence, Bai Qingrou slapped Miao Tiancheng hard. Whether from anger or 　　disbelief, her delicate body trembled. "You, you... you beast! I, I am your master's wife!" 　　 Miao Tiancheng did not reply, but showed his feelings through his actions. He suddenly kissed his master's wife's 　　pink lips again, tightly holding her writhing body, letting Bai Qingrou's small fists rain down on her chest and shoulders. 　　 Although Miao Tiancheng had long been knowledgeable about matters between men and women, he had never experienced them firsthand. Although he sometimes couldn't suppress 　　the lust within him and secretly used his lightness skill to spy on the adulterous affairs of young couples in the village, most of the time he only heard about them, rarely seeing them in person. This kissing technique was something he 　　had learned 　　by chance when he witnessed a couple having an affair in the fields . 　　 Bai Qingrou, kissed by Miao Tiancheng, was both ashamed and angry. She swayed her pink face from side to side, desperately trying to break free, her heart filled 　　with resentment, "This little devil, how could he have such incestuous thoughts about me? I... I am his master's 　　wife!" But no matter how she twisted her body, she couldn't break free from Miao Tiancheng's embrace and his burning 　　kiss. For some reason, she couldn't use even a fraction of her profound martial arts skills at this moment. Finally, Bai Qingrou 　　parted her pink lips slightly, revealing her silver teeth, and bit Miao Tiancheng's lip hard. 　　 "Mmm..." Miao Tiancheng felt pain in his mouth, and a salty liquid flowed into his mouth. He knew that his master's wife had bitten 　　his lip, but this did not stop him from kissing her. Instead, a kind of pleasure surged in his heart. As if 　　driven by something, he turned his head to the side, and his bloodied lips kissed the neck below his master's wife's left ear, quickly and 　　gently sucking, as if there was some sweet nectar there. 　　 "You beast! You... ah... um..." Noticing that Miao Tiancheng's mouth had left her pink 　　lips, Bai Qingrou started to curse, but once her neck was kissed, she felt as if 　　all the strength in her body had been sucked away. The hammering with her hands turned into light pats, and she let out a soft moan that was hard to tell whether it was pain 　　or a groan. 　　 Miao Tiancheng, feeling the heavy blows from his master's wife, suddenly lost his strength. Realizing he had kissed her 　　vital point, he quickened his kiss, unconsciously increasing the intensity, his lips moving from a gentle nibble to a soft , 　　parted bite. 　　 "You beast...stop...stop...ah..." Bai Qingrou seemed to 　　have lost all strength left to slap Miao Tiancheng. Her soft hands gripped his disheveled hair tightly, trying to pull him away. But 　　with this effort, her body pressed closer to Miao Tiancheng, and she felt her lower abdomen suddenly press against 　　something hard. After pressing against her, that thing even bounced slightly. How 　　could Bai Qingrou, a former wife, not know what it was? Her mind went blank, and she couldn't even utter a curse, only gripping 　　Miao Tiancheng's hair tightly. 　　 Miao Tiancheng noticed his master's wife suddenly stop moving and assumed she had tacitly agreed to his advances. His pleasure 　　intensified, and he began kissing her along her left neck, moving to the right. After kissing her for a while, he seemed to have figured out 　　how to kiss a woman. His mouth, which had been open, no longer bared its teeth to bite her skin, but instead gently kissed 　　her, then licked her slender neck with its tongue. Soon, a damp patch appeared on Bai Qingrou's neck. 　　 Perhaps Miao Tiancheng's kisses made Bai Qingrou even more restless, for her already stiff body reacted. 　　After a slight twist, Miao Tiancheng felt a weight in his arms; his master's wife had gone limp in his embrace, as if on the verge of 　　death, with only a faint breath coming from her nostrils. 　　 "Master's wife!" he called softly, then scooped Bai Qingrou's body up in his arms and slowly walked towards 　　her bed. 　　 "Tian...Tiancheng, no...don't..." Bai Qingrou's voice seemed to be a final, mournful cry. After Miao Tiancheng 　　gently laid her down on the bed, she could no longer utter a sound, only biting her pink lips tightly with her teeth. Just now, because of Miao...

Miao Tiancheng's clothes, torn open in his struggle, partially revealed his snow-white breasts, which heaving violently.
Looking at his master's wife, who lay helplessly on the bed, panting heavily, Miao Tiancheng's eyes widened to their limit, his gaze fixed on
those slightly protruding, snow-white breasts. He felt an unbearable heat coursing through his body, his tongue and throat parched,
and his erect penis, harder than metal, stood proudly erect, throbbing violently, almost bursting out of his pants.
"Master...Master's wife..." Miao Tiancheng murmured, his trembling hands slowly reaching for his master's wife's
half-naked shoulders. The moment he touched her, Bai Qingrou shuddered as if struck by lightning, her
already flushed oval face turning crimson, the color spreading to her throat.
Miao Tiancheng slowly but firmly grasped his master's wife's fragrant shoulders, swallowing several mouthfuls of non-existent saliva.
He slowly lowered his upper body and gently kissed her lips, which were already bleeding from being bitten. Then, he gently
licked the bloodstains and her teeth with the tip of his tongue until her teeth slowly released her pink lips. Then
, Miao Tiancheng sucked her entire pink lips into his mouth, savoring and gently sucking.
After a long while, Miao Tiancheng released two bloodless pink lips, slightly opening his mouth, and extended his tongue to
lick his master's wife's nose upwards. Bai Qingrou no longer knew whether she was alive or dead; her mind was blank,
allowing Miao Tiancheng to caress her pink face.
Miao Tiancheng carefully licked his master's wife's pink face, the veins on his neck, as thick as chopsticks, stiffened and throbbed,
showing that the blood in his body was surging and pulsating. When he licked his master's wife's lower left chin, the black mole that perfectly accentuated her
alluring beauty lingered in his mouth, lingering for a long time.
Then, Miao Tiancheng suddenly sat up, staring blankly at Bai Qingrou's beautiful face for a moment, before abruptly
burying his face in her half-exposed breasts and frantically biting and kissing them, all the while whimpering and calling out "Master's
Wife."
Bai Qingrou seemed to be awakened by his mad tiger-like actions, letting out a soft moan before sobbing softly
.
Miao Tiancheng initially didn't notice, simply indulging his whims in biting and kissing his master's wife's breasts
. After kissing every inch of her exposed skin, he still wasn't satisfied. He suddenly ripped open his master's wife's outer garment,
revealing a pair of snow-white, glistening breasts that bounced out, creating delicate ripples that stung Miao Tiancheng's
eyes.
Between the snow-white breasts rising from Bai Qingrou's soft bosom, two tiny, cherry-red nipples
adorned her breasts. Around these nipples, pink areolas the size of copper coins, supported like flower calyxes. The snow-white, pink,
and crimson colors complemented each other beautifully, making Miao Tiancheng increasingly captivated by their beauty. His mouth grew parched, and he
was about to take those two crimson nipples into his mouth to quench his thirst when he noticed his master's wife trembling, her fragrant shoulders shaking,
softly sobbing.
Miao Tiancheng was shocked. Why was his master's wife so sorrowful? Just now… just now she had tacitly agreed to my request!
"Master's wife… what… what's wrong?" Ultimately, his love for his master's wife outweighed the lust stirring within him
. Miao Tiancheng slid his gaze from Bai Qingrou's breasts to her delicate face, asking with concern.
Tears streamed down Master's wife 's face, and a few loose strands of hair at her temple were slid down her cheeks,
soaking a large patch of the bedsheets.
"You...you wicked beast...you...you've done such a thing! How can Master's wife live on in this world!
You...you...sob sob..." Bai Qingrou cried as she spoke, her lips twitching uncontrollably. Her beautiful eyes were
red and swollen from crying, and her blushing cheeks were streaked with tears, making her a heartbreaking sight.
"Master's wife, I swear to the heavens that I love you with all my heart, and I wish to marry you as my wife
. Heaven and earth bear witness to my heart, and the sun and moon are my witnesses! If I break this oath, may I be punished by gods and men, and may my body and soul be destroyed!" Miao Tiancheng suddenly
lifted Bai Qingrou up, knelt before her, and stared intently into her tear-filled eyes as he swore his oath.
"Tiancheng, you...you..." Miao Tiancheng's actions immediately stunned Bai Qingrou. She could no longer hold back
her tears, staring blankly at his extremely serious face.
"Master's wife, we have already bowed to heaven and earth. Now we, husband and wife, bow to each other. Then, Master's wife will be my wife
. My inappropriate behavior towards Master's wife is perfectly reasonable. Master's wife need not harbor any suicidal thoughts." Seeing that Bai Qingrou
did not object, Miao Tiancheng immediately bowed and performed the full bowing ceremony.
Seeing Miao Tiancheng bow his head, Bai Qingrou realized that she was kneeling opposite him.
She was immediately overcome with shyness and stammered, "No, Tiancheng, no, I..." But after bowing, Miao Tiancheng straightened up, grasped her
breast, leaned forward, and kissed her pink lips, silencing her words. Bai Qingrou instinctively felt
that Miao Tiancheng held her heart in his hands, and she offered no resistance, letting him
caress her breasts and lips.
The moment Miao Tiancheng grasped his teacher's wife's soft breasts, he felt their extraordinary suppleness, yet also their seemingly endless elasticity. He
couldn't help but increase his pressure, roughly kneading them, and kissing her lips, sucking and licking with all his might. But
Bai Qingrou immediately broke free from his kisses, gasping, "Gently, gently!" At first, Miao Tiancheng thought his teacher
's wife was resisting, and his heart sank. But upon hearing her words, he was overjoyed, as if receiving a command,
"Yes, yes, teacher's wife!" He then gently embraced her back with his left hand, gazing intently at her shy appearance, while
his right hand gently kneaded her right breast.
Bai Qingrou, her eyes tightly closed, seemed aware that Miao Tiancheng was watching her. She tilted her head to the side, resting it on
his shoulder, while a low moan escaped her lips as she couldn't resist the pleasure of his caresses on her chest.
"Master's wife, is it too heavy?" Miao Tiancheng only heard her moan, unsure if he had used too much force.
Bai Qingrou didn't answer, only suppressing her moans. Miao Tiancheng seemed to realize his force was just
right. Seeing the smooth expanse of her bare back, he wanted to caress it. Without moving his shoulder, he lightly raised his left hand and
grabbed her outer garment, pulling it down.
Perhaps the action was too abrupt, for Bai Qingrou gasped softly, then suddenly buried herself in Miao Tiancheng's arms,
seemingly overwhelmed by the shyness of her exposed back. The soft, fragrant warmth enveloped him, and Miao Tiancheng felt a soft, smooth sensation wash over his chest.
Soft and bouncy, it made his heart tingle and feel like it was about to break. He immediately withdrew his right hand and gently stroked her
smooth, delicate shoulders, then lowered his hand and lightly caressed them with his fingertips, quietly savoring the intoxicating
beauty of embracing his master's wife.
As his fingers moved, Miao Tiancheng felt his master's wife shiver as if she were freezing, her hands tightly
gripping his chest. When he slid his palm to his master's wife's soft waist, Bai Qingrou could no longer bear
the waves of pleasure surging through her back. She parted her arms and tightly hugged Miao Tiancheng's waist, her soft hands
scratching at his back as if trying to grasp something. Then Miao Tiancheng suddenly cried out in pain, stopping his hand and
gasping for breath.
"Tiancheng, what's wrong?" Hearing Miao Tiancheng's cry of pain, Bai Qingrou, not knowing what had happened, hurriedly raised
her head to ask what was wrong.
"Master's wife, my back hurts so much!"
Bai Qingrou, disregarding her bare upper body, quickly made Miao Tiancheng turn around to examine him closely. It turned out
that he had been knocked to the ground and scraped his back while peeping through the back window, and her scratching had
aggravated the injury, causing it to bleed.
"Serves you right! You should be in so much pain! I'll get you some medicine!" Bai Qingrou lightly spat at him,
snatched the clothes from Miao Tiancheng's left hand and wrapped them around herself, got up, walked to the cabinet in the corner, and took out a small,
exquisite white porcelain bottle, placing it by the bedside.
"Master's wife, you're so good to your disciple!" Miao Tiancheng stared blankly at his master's wife holding the medicine bottle, uttering a dreamy expression,
unconsciously reaching out to grab her.
"Tch! I should have ended your life with a single sword strike! Sit still!" Bai Qingrou dodged Miao Tiancheng's
reaching hand, tapping his forehead hard with her finger, scolding him angrily. She pulled out the bottle stopper, intending to apply medicine to Miao Tiancheng, but
noticed his back was covered in mud, which had already seeped into his wound. Fearing Miao Tiancheng would catch tetanus, Bai Qingrou
put down the bottle, went out to fetch water, and prepared to wash him.

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