[Green Garden Fanfic] 1

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After waiting for a while, he finally heard that faint, heavenly voice say, "That's something 　　only proper women and virgins wear . I don't wear that kind of thing..."
Hearing this, Wu Gui's lust burned even brighter. He hadn't expected his second wife to be such a repressed and alluring woman. He quickly
hurried towards Shen Yanlin's room.
At dusk, in Shen Yanlin's room.
Wu Gui had returned from Penglai Residence at noon that day, displaying his prowess with unrestrained passion, engaging in
a passionate lovemaking session with Shen Yanlin for two hours straight.
Shen Yanlin was equally accommodating, playing along to the end. Each time Wu Gui ejaculated, Shen Yanlin would use her mouth and tongue,
and he would soon be as hard as iron again. They used almost every position imaginable. The bed was covered in their fluids—saliva, vaginal fluid, and
semen—mixed together, filling the room with a decadent odor.
Standing before the dressing table, she allowed Wu Gui to lick her anus and vagina from behind before thrusting in hard,
scattering rouge and powder all over the table. With
her legs outstretched, her jade feet pressing against his face, she laid Wu Gui beneath her, her round buttocks twisting and undulating as if trying to
swallow his glans deep into her core.
A long brocade ribbon hung halfway from the beam, like a swing, her jade legs spread wide, swaying in the air, allowing Wu Gui's
penis to be fully withdrawn and then thrust in again, piercing straight to her heart.
The two sat in the bathtub, every inch of their skin pressed tightly together, motionless, only letting her penis soak in her
secret cave filled with lustful fluids, her fragrant tongue kissing him for half an hour.
Now, exhausted, they lay on the messy bed, Shen Yanlin's breasts covered in red marks,
Wu Gui covered in lip prints, even his thighs and buttocks not spared. Shen Yanlin nestled in Wu Gui's arms, her full breasts
pressed into round discs, and lazily asked, "You must have been driven crazy by He Ruoxue today. It's just a tattered garment,
look how you've been teased..."
Wu Gui felt a throbbing pain in his groin and chuckled, "This undergarment wasn't
easy to come by; the Second Madam even beat my back until it bled..."
Shen Yanlin, however, said with some confusion, "Now I don't understand at all. She knew I sent you to
test her. Since she gave you the undergarment, it means she's indeed wary of the government. But she has no reason to let
me confirm that. Since she's clearly stating she doesn't want to deal with the government, shouldn't she
have used ordinary methods when dealing with you? Wouldn't it have been simpler to just use force? She's deliberately creating a smokescreen, forcing me to be suspicious. A clever
tactic..."
"Since she's set this up for me, I'll test her strength. Hmph, I don't believe my
fairy sister, who doesn't eat or drink, is really so unyielding. You
old lecher, your good fortune is coming, and you'll get your share!"
Wu Gui, upon hearing this, knew that Shen Yanlin was going to help him get together with He Ruoxue. Although he didn't know exactly how,
his manhood seemed to sense some kind of call and couldn't help but get erect again.
"Ah, you old lecher, you still want more, you stinky old lecher, just hearing about her gets me excited... ah... ah."
Penglai was in the middle.
Still cold and quiet, He Ruoxue was indifferent to worldly affairs and could endure loneliness, but she couldn't stand being idle every day,
so she always found something to do to pass the time. Today, however, she was in the small building, splashing ink and wielding her brush.
"The east wind blew again last night in the small building," on a piece of fine Xuan paper, wolf-hair ink, her snow-white jade hands moved continuously,
He Ruoxue's face was full of leisure, extremely elegant.
After pausing briefly with her pen, He Ruoxue picked up a cup of tea and said, "The east wind rises again; the tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease.
Shen Yanlin, what does your revenge for the Shen family have to do with me? Why drag this storm into my hands?"
He Ruoxue was exceptionally intelligent and had long understood Shen Yanlin's motives for plotting against Wu Lingwen and persuading Wu Gui to harass her
. Although the Wu family's business was small, its relationship with the He family was intricate. And the He family harbored a
secret that would affect the entire world. Shen Yanlin had chosen to marry Wu Lingwen instead of entering the He family precisely because she feared that entering the He family would
alert Wu Lingwen and disrupt her plans.
Setting down her teacup, He Ruoxue said with a sarcastic expression, "Besides Yu'er, I have no one else I care about. I only
humbled myself to play a few moves with you here to avoid being discovered by those in court. If you become unforgiving after gaining power,
don't blame me for fighting you back. It's just a Xuanwu, huh?" She then stood up, went to the window
, and opened it. A full moon hung high in the sky, and a night breeze carried the faint fragrance of osmanthus. Mid-
Autumn Festival was approaching.
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"I'm tired today and want to rest..." Madam Shen Yanlin rubbed her head, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.
Below the bed was Wu Gui, dressed in a lord's attire. Though he had changed from hempen clothes to silk, he still couldn't hide his lowly aura.
Wu Gui leered and said, "Madam is tired; I'll give you a massage." As he spoke, he reached out and
touched Shen Yanlin's high, firm breasts.
Shen Yanlin slightly opened her eyelids, her eyes flashing with a cold light. She raised her hand and slapped Wu Gui across the face.
"Smack!"
A sharp, crisp sound rang out, and a bright red handprint appeared on Wu Gui's face. He saw stars and
was momentarily stunned. His hand, still in a grabbing position, froze in mid-air, at a loss for what to do.
"Hmph!" Shen Yanlin snorted deeply, sneering, "It seems you've really gotten carried away, daring to
try and force yourself on me?!"
Hearing Shen Yanlin's icy voice, Wu Gui's servile nature resurfaced. He abandoned all decorum,
bowing and kneeling, saying, "This old servant deserves to die, this old servant deserves to die!"
Shen Yanlin, having amassed her power over many years, now adopted the air of a principal wife, half-sitting on the bed, her bare shoulders exposed. Her face,
however, showed no coquettishness. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she sternly shouted, "Wu Gui! Don't think that just because I'm willing to let you abuse me..."
"Your woman? Look at yourself! Do you even deserve me?! My lewd words in bed were just a passing
fancy, and you took them seriously? Let me tell you, our affair is purely for mutual benefit. I
can have you whenever I want, but I'm not in the mood today, so get the hell out of here! I'm not your whore. Know
your place, hmph!"
Wu Gui, thoroughly humiliated by Shen Yanlin's barrage of insults, stammered, "Yes...yes,
this old servant understands, this old servant takes his leave..."
"Wait...come back!" Before Wu Gui could even get up, Shen Yanlin called him back. "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Since Master passed away, everyone has been grieving, and the mansion always seems so desolate." "Keep the cooks
here tonight to prepare a good meal. Let the maids and servants go and enjoy the lantern festival." "Go to Penglai Residence and call my fairy sister over. Today,
we sisters will have a good drink and a chat. You can stay and serve us." After saying this, she gave Wu Gui a flirtatious look,
and Wu Gui's heart fluttered without him even realizing it, and a fire ignited in his lower abdomen.
"Yes...yes, Madam, please rest assured, I will arrange it. I will personally go and invite the Second Madam." After saying this,
he hurriedly turned around and went to make arrangements.
Penglai Residence.
The osmanthus grove in front of the building was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, which was refreshing and invigorating. Beneath the osmanthus tree, He Ruoxue, dressed in white, sat cross-legged on the ground
, a guqin before her. Her ten slender, jade-like hands gently plucked and strummed the strings, the music mingling with the fragrance of osmanthus—
intoxicating! The fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating! The music was intoxicating! The beauty was intoxicating!
Even after the music had been playing for a while, Wu Gui remained rooted to the spot at the entrance of Penglai Residence, unable to shake off the beauty
.
"Hmph! Lost in thought!" Only when He Ruoxue looked up, gave him a disapproving look, and scolded him did Wu Gui
snap out of his reverie, remembering the purpose of his visit.
"Eh, yes…yes, Second Madam, the music and the scenery are beautiful, but most importantly, you are even more beautiful. This old servant is intoxicated by this beauty and
doesn't want to wake up. Hehe." Wu Gui chuckled awkwardly, quickly uttering a few words that were both flattery and the truth.
"Hmph! You drink milk and eat honey at your master's house every day, and your mouth has become as sweet as if it were coated with sugar."
"Honey and milk are still the best, unlike my few cups of clear tea!"
"No, no, Second Madam, you've wronged this old servant." Upon hearing this, Wu Gui's lewdness returned. "Master,
you're my family, and Second Madam is also my family." After saying this, he secretly glanced at He Ruoxue. He originally wanted
to gain some advantage in words, and if He Ruoxue got angry, he would continue by saying that you two are both my mistresses. Seeing that He
Ruoxue did not change her expression, he continued with peace of mind, "Second Madam's Da Hong Pao tea, I had a sip that day, and I still
can't forget it. I wonder when Second Madam will grant this old servant another cup?"
"Hmph! There's plenty of tea if you want. You servant are obsessed with your master's honey all day long, how can you have the leisure to come to
my cold and quiet Penglai Residence to drink tea?" After saying this, a look of sadness appeared on his face.
"No, no, I'm truly wronged! As long as Second Madam doesn't mind, this old servant is willing to come every day to keep
you company." Upon hearing He Ruoxue say such a thing, Wu Gui's heart pounded wildly,
as if he could already see himself spending every day with the beauty.
"Hehe," He Ruoxue suddenly chuckled crisply, "There's no need to come every day. My Penglai Residence
doesn't like constant noise. Just don't forget that you have a Second Madam in your household."
"No, no, this old servant wouldn't dare. This old servant not only can't forget Second Madam, but also thinks
of you every moment."
"Oh? Is that true?" He Ruoxue deliberately teased him, asking a question on purpose.
"Absolutely true, absolutely true. If there's even a half-truth, this old servant is willing to be struck by lightning." Wu Gui seized the opportunity to declare his love, quickly making a
solemn vow to be struck by lightning.
"Hmph! 'Every moment,' you mean, when you and your mistress are doing that, are you thinking of me too?" Realizing she'd
let something slip, she blushed. "If you're lying, may God strike your manhood with lightning!"
"This...this, hehe, Second Madam is right. Even when I'm with First Madam, I still
have Second Madam in my heart." She chuckled lewdly.
Hearing this, He Ruoxue's face turned even redder, but hearing that Wu Gui and Shen Yanlin were thinking of her while doing that
, she felt a surge of pride. She glared at Wu Gui and said, "You little bastard, dream on
! Who gave you the audacity to be so reckless?"
Seeing that He Ruoxue was not only not angry, but had even made her pretty face blush, Wu Gui couldn't help but feel smug. He became even
sweeter, "Second Madam, you can't blame this servant. It's because you are as beautiful as a celestial being, otherworldly and
refined, like the goddess Chang'e in the heavens. This old servant can't help but think of you."
"Hehe," He Ruoxue was quite pleased to see that Wu Gui, a vulgar servant, could speak so elegantly and
appropriately, without leaving any trace of flattery. She chuckled, "Think of me?
Think of me for what?"
"This...this, this servant dares not say," Wu Gui said awkwardly, pretending to be afraid to speak.
"Hmph!" Knowing he was deliberately provoking her, and even if she dared to speak, she wouldn't say anything nice, He Ruoxue refused
to be provoked. She gave him a flirtatious look and said coldly, "If you don't dare to speak, then don't speak. If you say something wrong, don't blame me for punishing you."
"Since you care about me, you should remember what I said. The day we drank tea, I told you the story of the red-robed scholar. You
've completely forgotten it, hmph!"
"I haven't forgotten. Of course, this old servant wouldn't dare to forget. This old servant was even thinking that one day, Second Mistress, your... your skirt could cover
this old servant's face, hehe." "You, you good-for-nothing servant, how dare you say such shameless things to my 　　face!" He Ruoxue's pretty face flushed red again
when she saw him speak so bluntly. Then her face turned cold: "Be careful, or I'll slap you!" 　　"This servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die!" Wu Gui knew he had been too presumptuous and quickly apologized and 　　bowed. 　　Seeing the servant who had just been so reckless and arrogant now so servile, He Ruoxue's anger subsided 　　considerably. She cursed him inwardly, calling him an "old lecher," and then gently said to Wu Gui, "Alright, alright, Master is gone. 　　As the head steward of the Wu household, you're now in charge of all the affairs, big and small, of the Wu family. Yet you act like a chicken pecking at rice 　　; how can the servants trust you?" "As for the matter of the red-robed scholar..." 　　Hearing "red-robed scholar," Wu Gui quickly raised his head, his beady eyes gleaming with anticipation. He Ruoxue glanced at 　　him, smiled slightly, and said, "Whether you want wind or rain is up to you, steward." "Rain, rain! This old servant will naturally side with Young Master Yu from now on," Wu Gui 　　quickly declared 　　, understanding He Ruoxue's meaning . 　　"Hmph! If the First Madam were to ask that question, I wonder if you would still dare to answer like that. Alright, enough of that. 　　What brings you here today?" He Ruoxue felt she had amused him enough and began to ask Wu Gui about serious matters.

"Oh, I was so busy chatting with the Second Madam that I almost forgot the important matter," Wu Gui said, scratching the back of his head. "Today is
the Mid-Autumn Festival. The First Madam released all the servants and instructed me to invite the Second Madam to the First Madam's room for a drink and a chat
, to celebrate the festival together."
"Oh?" Shen Yanlin rarely interacted with He Ruoxue, so her invitation must have some ulterior motive. Thinking of
the undergarments she had given Wu Gui the day before yesterday, she roughly guessed what was going on. She bit her lower lip, as if making a decision
, then glared at Wu Gui, cursing him inwardly, "You old lecher!" before saying to Wu Gui, "Go and tell
the First Madam that I will definitely go and keep her company tonight, to thank her for thinking of me! I will make her happy and satisfied."
The last sentence left Wu Gui a little confused, but he still obeyed and went to report to Shen Yanlin. A
full
, round moon shone through the treetops into the window of the residence of Madam Shen Yanlin, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wu family. Inside the main hall
… (To be continued
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