Wishing you good fortune

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The summer night was stifling with the chirping of insects, but the temperature in the room of the eldest young master of the Wu family was even higher
than usual .
Wu Yu and Liu'er lay on the bed, wearing only their undergarments, the coolness of their bodies
mingling with . Liu'er, no longer shy, blushed and gazed at Wu Yu with eyes full of love.
Although Liu'er was ten years older than Wu Yu, she knew less about matters of the heart than he did. Born into a wealthy
family, Wu Yu, though untouched by the decadent atmosphere of the imperial palace, was still quite accustomed to such things.
Since Liu'er became his personal maid, he had decided to give his first time to her, and thus
remained a virgin to this day.
At this moment, Wu Yu quietly looked at Liu'er, removing her hairpins and hairpins, her long, black hair scattered on the bed,
her temples disheveled, and slightly damp with sweat. She wore only a peach-colored undergarment, two straps hanging from her sexy collarbone, her fair
skin flushed slightly. Her full, rounded breasts, lying flat, resembled two inverted bowls, perfectly proportioned,
easily grasped in one hand. Her wasp waist and lower abdomen rose and fell with her breath, her long, slender legs unconsciously rubbing against the sheets, her bare,
glistening feet gripping the bed frame nervously, whether with anticipation or fear, it was hard to tell.
Wu Yu smiled, leaning down to gently kiss Liu'er's forehead, whispering almost inaudibly, "Good sister, after
tonight , you'll be my... wife."
Liu'er gave Wu Yu a coquettish glare, biting his ear and saying, "You naughty husband, what are you waiting for...
"
Wu Yu hadn't expected Liu'er to become so alluring after undressing, and hearing her sweet, plaintive voice, his blood
surged. He straddled Liu'er, elbows braced against the bed frame. His burning heat immediately pressed against Liu'er's lower abdomen, embedding itself into
her soft mons pubis.
"Wife sister, I'm going to start kissing you..." Wu Yu said with a lewd smile.
"You rascal..." Liu'er winked at him, then shyly let him do as he pleased.
Wu Yu carefully examined Liu'er's pretty face, like a blooming peach blossom, charming and alluring. From her eyebrows
to her nose, to her cheeks, and finally to her lips, Wu Yu treated her like the finest white jade, careful and gentle, afraid of
hurting her with too much kiss. He held Liu'er's upper lip in his mouth, his tongue gently licking the creases between her lips.
"You're so annoying, you've made my mouth full of saliva..." As soon as their lips parted, Liu'er playfully slapped Wu Yu's
chest .
Wu Yu chuckled, not replying, but continuing his exploration. With a gasp from Liu'er, he took
a grape from her breast into his mouth. Liu'er was a servant in the Wu family. Although her status wasn't lowly, she still had to do
small tasks like serving tea and water, so her skin was very firm, and her full breasts were round, perky, and of a suitable size.
At this moment, Wu Yu was playing with one of her breasts in one hand, while his mouth was filled with the now-erect nipple, thoroughly
enjoying himself. Liu'er stretched out her jade-like arms to embrace Wu Yu's chest, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, afraid to moan out
loud , lest Wu Yu think she was lewd. But as the pleasure came, her skin gradually turned red,
and a faint moan escaped from her nose.
Further down was her flat, smooth abdomen, a few beads of sweat accumulated on her round navel, and her trembling body
began to heat up under Wu Yu's gentle caresses.
Wu Yu stuck out his tongue, the tip of his tongue sliding down the peak of her breasts, until it reached Liu'er's cute little navel,
leaving a glistening trail of moisture. His tongue circled around her navel, making Liu'er, who was already ticklish, even more alluring,
her body writhing.
"Oh...it tickles so much, don't lick there...you little rascal..." Liu'er said, trying to suppress her laughter, panting.
Wu Yu licked her hard for a while longer before stopping. Looking up, he saw Liu'er
looking at smiled mischievously at her, and when he looked down again, he saw the dark, curly hair on her lower abdomen.
Seeing a woman's genitals for the first time, Wu Yu became incredibly curious. He pressed his penis against Liu'er's mons pubis, his
warm breath gently blowing on her labia, making her feel unbearably itchy. Her bright red vulva opened and closed,
occasionally releasing a gush of fluid, making Liu'er incredibly shy. She covered her face with her hands, letting Wu Yu do as he pleased.
Wu Yu moved closer and closer, kissing Liu'er's labia. A lewd scent filled his nostrils, further stimulating Wu Yu's
body , making his blood flow faster, and he couldn't help but increase the pressure, sucking harder.
Liu'er hadn't expected Wu Yu to treat her like this, not even disgusted by the dirtiness of her private parts. With Wu Yu's gentle
biting and sucking , her whole body tensed, a suffocating pleasure making her tremble, and her vaginal fluids gushed forth.
"Husband...oh...tongue, don't lick, don't go in...ah...it's so sore, I'm dying...
" Liu'er bit her lower lip until it was red and almost bleeding, finally unable to hold back a soft moan.
"Sister Liu'er, you're so wet...I never noticed before, you're so...slutty..." Wu Yu seemed to
have discovered something new. Seeing Liu'er trembling all over, he knew she was experiencing intense pleasure, and became even more excited,
skillfully .
"You're the slut...ah, don't suck...I'm dying, I'm dying..." Liu'er pressed Wu Yu's
head
down, unsure whether to comply or resist, sometimes wanting to push him away, sometimes unable to resist letting him go deeper. Wu Yu sucked for a while, feeling his mouth filled with Liu'er's wetness. He looked up at his masterpiece;
the closed jade clam had opened slightly, and a peanut-sized fleshy ball stood erect at the mons pubis. Seeing Liu'er breathing
rapidly , her cleavage covered in fragrant sweat, rising and falling with her breath, it was incredibly alluring.
Her tightly pressed legs parted, resting against Wu Yu's thighs, snow-white and straight. Wu Yu gently stroked Liu'er
's thighs, the smooth touch feeling like caressing white jade. He bent Liu'er's right leg and placed it in
front of him. Her slender calf had no excess fat, feeling warm and smooth to the touch, easily held in one hand. Her
small, lovely foot rested on his thigh, her big toe proudly pointing upwards, seemingly enticing Wu
Yu. Wu Yu lifted Liu'er's leg, and Liu'er was puzzled, but then she saw Wu Yu bring his small foot to his mouth,
as if to kiss it.
Liu'er quickly said, "Young Master, no, it's dirty..."
Liu'er hadn't expected Wu Yu to kiss her foot. Her small feet, long encased in embroidered shoes, were the most private part of her body besides
her breasts and private parts. Because of standing for long periods, her feet were often sweaty. Such a shameful and unclean
part, and now Wu Yu wanted to kiss it, made Liu'er feel flattered and overwhelmed, repeatedly calling him "Young Master."
"Sister Liu'er, you called me the wrong person. In bed, you should call me husband..." Wu Yu said with a smile, "As punishment
, you're not allowed to speak again, hehe..."
Liu'er panicked and wanted to admit her mistake, "Husband..." Before she could finish the sentence, she suddenly felt something on the soles of her feet.
With a warm kiss, Wu Yu pressed his lips to hers. She turned her face to the side, quietly enjoying Wu Yu's ministrations.
Despite years of standing and running errands, Liu'er's feet were completely free of calluses, smooth and soft, irresistible to the touch.
Born of humble origins, Liu'er had bound her feet for several days after following He Ruoxue, but eventually gave up due to the unbearable pain.
He Ruoxue, though from a wealthy family, held different views, considering foot binding a barbaric custom, and thus
actively encouraged the women in her household not to bind their feet.
The jade-like foot in Wu Yu's hands now had five toes arranged side-by-side, like inlaid jewels—truly the
epitome of a golden lotus foot. Wu Yu kissed upwards from the sole of Liu'er's foot to her toes, then smelled them, exclaiming, "
Exquisitely fragrant and beautiful," before taking each foot into his mouth.
A strange feeling welled up in Liu'er's heart; the moist warmth from her feet filled her entire body. Taking a deep
breath, she felt completely relaxed. She looked up to see Wu Yu sucking on her little feet, seemingly enjoying it immensely,
while occasionally glancing sideways at her. Liu'er was both amused and touched. She pulled her leg back, propped herself up, and her breasts
swayed, dazzling Wu Yu. Liu'er didn't try to hide anything; looking into Wu Yu's eyes, she mustered her courage and
said, "Husband, lie down, let me..."
Wu Yu was initially startled, then excitedly lay down on the bed. Liu'er chuckled, because
when Wu Yu lay down, his penis naturally stood erect, looking extremely strange.
Liu'er suppressed her shyness and cupped Wu Yu's penis in her small hand. Thick and hot—that was the feeling Liu'er experienced upon
touching it . The veins on his penis, of varying thickness, were engorged and throbbing with blood, making the already monstrous penis even more
menacing. The enormous, purplish-red glans astonished Liu'er, who couldn't help but wonder: Could something this thick really
fit inside me?
His gentle hands moved up and down, and seeing the surprise and innocence in Liu'er's incredulous eyes, Wu Yu's
penis grew even thicker. Liu'er gasped; her hand could barely grasp Wu Yu's massive member. She could only
foolishly continue to grip Wu Yu's penis, rubbing and sliding it.
"Sister Liu'er, I can't hold back anymore..." Veins bulged on Wu Yu's forehead. With Liu'er's rapid movements, Wu
Yu felt a surge of heat in his chest, wanting nothing more than to pin Liu'er down and ravage her. Liu'er blushed at his words,
glanced at Wu Yu, then knelt on top of him, spreading her legs and aligning her vulva with his penis, whispering,
"Let me do it, don't move, I... I'll be on top, that way I won't be so scared..."
Love fluid flowed from Liu'er's genitals, glistening on Wu Yu's penis in the candlelight.
Liu'er pressed her mons pubis against Wu Yu's glans, rubbing back and forth a few times, then slowly sat down. One hand
held Wu Yu's penis, preventing it from slipping out, while the other braced against his chest. Her slow, deliberate movements made Wu Yu feel
as if Liu'er was facing a formidable enemy.
Liu'er felt her body being filled inch by inch. As the penis continued to extend, her tension grew, then she felt full,
finally touching the thin membrane. With a hard squeeze, she sat down forcefully, the penis plunging all the way in.
"Ah...it hurts..." Liu'er's face turned deathly pale, her body feeling as if it had been torn in two.
Hearing Liu'er's cry, Wu Yu panicked and tried to sit up, but this only aggravated her pain,
making him even paler. Liu'er, supporting herself against Wu Yu's chest, gasped, "Don't move... just like this, don't move
..."
The two remained connected, Liu'er panting, trying to adjust to the pain in her lower body. After a while, the
pain gradually subsided, replaced by a tingling sensation. Wu Yu, worried about Liu'er, also softened his erection,
calming his urges.
Liu'er tried to twist her slender waist; the slight pain and intense satisfaction mingled deep within her, making her abandon
her shyness, and her buttocks began to sway like a millstone. Wu Yu felt Liu'er's movements, initially thinking it was his imagination, but
seeing the look of enjoyment on her pretty face, he thought to himself: "You, Liu'er, only care about your own enjoyment, you didn't even tell
me!"
As Liu'er swayed, the writhing walls of her flesh pressed against his penis, and Wu Yu felt waves of pleasure in his lower body.
He held Liu'er's slender waist, watching her heaving breasts, and his penis hardened again.
Liu'er felt the evil dragon within her awaken, swelling continuously within her honeyed orifice. Knowing that
Wu Yu had noticed her writhing, she was filled with shame. Wu Yu smiled wickedly, grasped Liu'er's fragrant waist, and thrust upwards forcefully
.
"Oh... Husband, all the way in... Gently, Liu'er won't dare... Ah..." With Wu Yu's thrust,
the penis directly hit her clitoris, feeling as if her heart had been struck in her throat.
Every part of her secret cave was filled, even the folds of her mons pubis were smoothed out.
"Sister Liu'er, do you really want me to be gentle?" Wu Yu began to thrust in and out with wide, sweeping strokes, each one reaching
the deepest point. Liu'er felt dizzy from the stimulation, yet felt every part of her body satisfied, a soft, tingling sensation
rising in her sensitive spots.
"Oh... So deep, so full... Harder, ah, just like that... I'll let you have your way, you bad man...
Ahh ..." Liu'er no longer concealed her desire, moaning loudly. Her wasp waist met Wu Yu's thrusts with all her
might , their lower bodies colliding as if sparks were about to fly.
Wu Yu was a virgin, and Liu'er was a newly awakened virgin; her vaginal opening was incredibly tight, gripping him so tightly that Wu Yu
secretly cried out in pleasure. After a hundred intense thrusts, he was already on the verge of ejaculation, and a thick stream of semen gushed out,
shooting deep into Liu'er's body. Liu'er felt a surge of heat in her core, as if something scalding hot had been poured over it, and she
couldn't hold back , reaching her peak as well.
Both of them let out a soft cry, then began to breathe heavily. Liu'er was initially stunned; it was over just like
that . She was about to wipe the sweat from Wu Yu's forehead when she noticed that his erection hadn't softened; it remained
incredibly firm, seemingly even more ferocious than before.
She looked at Wu Yu in surprise, only to find him also looking at her lustfully. Before she could speak, Wu Yu had already pinned
her down, raised her legs high, and began to thrust into her with unrestrained pleasure. The fleshy hole, filled with semen and vaginal fluid, was now
even more muddy, making it easier for Wu Yu to enter and exit.
"Husband... ah... so powerful, you've hit it, there... there's so numb... oh... I'm going to die
..." Liu'er shook her head frantically, her jade legs clamping tightly around Wu Yu's strong waist, recklessly resisting him.
"Sister Liu'er, so tight... so good..." Wu Yu was immersed in pleasure, not saying much, only
unable to resist teasing Liu'er a few times.
"You little rascal... ah, who told you to be so thick... oh... I'll squeeze you to death, you good husband, you stinky husband..."
Liu'er, now unrestrained, poured out her emotions, buried for ten years, transforming into a heart full of desire.
"Husband, kiss me... mmm..."
"Deeper, faster... ah... I'm going to die, it's all the way in..."
In an instant, the room was filled with passionate passion.
On the other side, the lights of Penglai Residence were still on.
Wu Lingwen and He Ruoxue sat in the hall. In recent years, He Ruoxue's temperament had become increasingly indifferent, and she had not
shared a room with Wu Lingwen for a long time. Therefore, the two were not intimate at this moment, but sat together with mutual respect.
"Ruoxue, what do you think about Yu'er's trip to Sichuan this time?" Wu Lingwen asked softly. He doted on
He Ruoxue, and his words carried a politeness that was not common between husband and wife.
He Ruoxue shook her head noncommittally and said, "Yu'er is not young anymore. Since he wants to go, let him
be. As his mother, I have no objection, but..."
"But what?" Wu Lingwen asked quickly.
"It's about the engagement you mentioned before," He Ruoxue said, glancing at Wu Lingwen.
Wu Lingwen, relieved, smiled and said, "Yes, that's it. I've already decided. The He family has agreed.
Let's get the engagement settled soon. Yu'er is also going to Sichuan, so let's use the wedding to bring good fortune. I think the journey will be
safe ."
He Ruoxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she said softly, "So, a long journey right after the wedding? Hmm… well, if
Yu'er agrees, then so be it." At this moment, she thought to herself, Yu'er should have shared
a room with Liu'er tonight, and now this engagement is double the joy. She hoped it would truly be auspicious.
Seeing He Ruoxue agree, Wu Lingwen's previously reserved expression vanished, and he laughed loudly, "Then let's
decide it . We'll begin the engagement tomorrow."
He Ruoxue also smiled slightly. She was naturally reserved and rarely showed her
emotions except in front of Wu Yu. Now, knowing that her son was also getting married, she felt as if a great achievement had been accomplished, and couldn't help but
feel overjoyed.
"It's late, don't go back, just rest here," He Ruoxue said softly, glancing out the window.
With that, she went back to her room, leaving Wu Lingwen in the hall.
Wu Lingwen felt a surge of warmth in his heart. So many times he had wanted to stay at Penglai Residence, but He Ruoxue had refused. This concubine of his
truly adored him, yet he felt utterly helpless. Tonight, she had actually offered to stay with him, and all his previous resentment
vanished.
The candles went out, and the Wu family slept in the cool night.
(Chapter 5: Marriage and Daughter-in-Law)
The summer heat and cicada chirps filled the quiet Wu mansion, where servants bustled about.
In the back garden, a figure flashed quickly, as if afraid of being seen. The rustling of leaves and flowers filled the air,
interspersed with the person's muttering to themselves: "Luckily, Liu'er is unable to move easily today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out
..."
This person was none other than Wu Yu, who had lost his virginity the previous night. Last night, after a passionate encounter with Liu'er,
Liu'er woke up this morning feeling weak all over. She tried to get up to serve Wu Yu, but he insisted she stay in bed and rest a little longer.
At the family gathering this morning, Wu Lingwen was in high spirits. Leaving aside the marriage between Wu Yu and Liu'er and the He family, the fact that Wu Yu
had stayed overnight at Penglai Residence last night made him overjoyed. So, early this morning, he summoned Shen Yanlin and the others,
announcing that Wu Yu would first take Liu'er as a concubine, and would soon marry a young lady from the He family.
Taking advantage of his father's joy, Wu Yu, under the pretext of caring for Liu'er, secretly slipped away to a
grove of trees in the back garden to carry out a long-held secret.
He walked around the grove a few times, stopping at a spot where the soil was relatively soft. Wu Yu chuckled and squatted
down , beginning to dig through the soil with practiced ease, muttering to himself, "I've practically
worn out this first volume, but I wonder if anyone has the second volume. I could borrow it."
A sharp "click!" rang out, and Wu Yu smiled knowingly, tracing
the shape of the object until he unearthed it. It was a wooden box filled with dirt. Wu Yu blew away the dirt, gently opened the lid, and could vaguely see a book inside. From the grass, only the characters "Jade" and "Circle"
were clearly visible . Wu Yu chuckled, ignoring the mud and weeds, and sat down to intently read, like a scholar preparing for the imperial examinations after years of diligent study. When he reached an interesting passage, he stroked his chin, pondering deeply—the posture , the depth, the meaning… From afar, heavy breathing and suppressed laughter could be heard coming from a patch of grass deep in the back garden. Fortunately, this secluded spot was usually deserted, so Wu Yu was engrossed in his observation without any restraint. However, something seemed amiss today. A figure in pale yellow slowly entered the back garden. Her usually long, flowing black hair was now piled high, and the petite woman with her signature snake-like bun appeared mature yet charmingly naive. Her smiling face held curiosity and mischief as she walked towards Wu Yu. It was none other than Liu'er, who had been thoroughly intoxicated overnight. As Liu'er approached, Wu Yu's mutterings became clearer: " What's the point of the rear-entry position if I can't see the face of the person beneath me? Am I just looking at their back and buttocks...? Next time I'll have to try it with Liu'er, hehe..." "Try what?" Liu'er drew closer, suddenly leaping into the bushes and clinging to Wu Yu's shoulder, asking loudly. Startled from behind, Wu Yu jolted, the "Jade Book" in his hand flying away. His already erect penis instantly lost its power, and he wondered if there would be any aftereffects. Wu Yu's back was instantly soaked with sweat. Turning around, he saw it was Liu'er and breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help being a little annoyed . "Sister Liu'er, you almost scared me to death! If I become impotent, I won't live anymore..." Hearing Wu Yu say "impotent," Liu'er immediately guessed what he was doing. She covered her mouth and laughed, "Who told you to do such a bad thing in broad daylight..." Despite her words, Liu'er was also a little worried. She bent down beside Wu Yu, her eyes occasionally glancing at his genitals, her face flushed, and said, "Let me see, how are you impotent?" Ever since Wu Yu obtained the legendary golden book "Jade Group" two years ago, he had been deeply attracted by its straightforward and explicit writing and its dramatic plot twists. Whenever he was alone, he would secretly come here to study it. Although Liu'er had unintentionally discovered him today , it wasn't a big deal. After all, Liu'er was his woman; perhaps he could even let her compare herself to Yan Ruyu in the book and do this or that. Looking at the willow before him, its pink cheeks still bearing the rosy hues of a crabapple bud that had just opened the night before, its graceful figure, after a night of passion, was even more ripe and full, like a ripe melon about to fall from its vine. But in the back garden, people were bound to pass by...

"We can't let anyone see this." He cleared his throat and whispered, "My husband was studying
the unity of heaven and man, the harmony of yin and yang, in this secluded place, but you interrupted me, and I almost went into a qi deviation, becoming impotent..."
Liu'er listened to Wu Yu's seemingly serious words, but the last sentence made her blush. She couldn't help but spit out, "Nonsense!
You were clearly reading some filthy book, yet you spoke of it so mysteriously..." She picked up the book that Wu Yu had thrown away.
On the cover were three large golden characters: "Jade Futon." Having been well-versed in the secrets of the wealthy since childhood, how could Liu'er not know
what kind of book this was? She threw the book at Wu Yu with both hands, feigning anger, "Pah, you lecherous scoundrel, no wonder last night
... you were so skilled, so you've been studying military strategy. I'll tell Miss."
"Hehe, good wife, don't just criticize me, you seem to be just as good as me..." Wu Yu
said with a wicked smile.
Liu'er's tone faltered, speechless. Having grown up alongside He Ruoxue, she had witnessed many such things,
and being at a ripe old age, she couldn't help but secretly ponder the underlying meaning.
"You're so talkative..." Liu'er said, somewhat embarrassed and angry, "Hurry up and come here, let me
see your... you know..."
Wu Yu was overjoyed at this, scrambling over to Liu'er and slumping onto the grass, pressing his limp
erection against her, flattering her, "Wife, let your husband touch it..."
"Get lost! You only know how to tease me..." Liu'er said, but her hands were in no hurry
as she pulled down Wu Yu's pants.
While engaging in this erotic act, the two discussed Wu Yu's marriage.
"Husband, have you met Miss He, the woman the master arranged for you?" Liu'er, trying to suppress her
shyness , pinched Wu Yu's penis between her thumb and forefinger while talking to him to distract herself.
"Why bring this up again? Of course I've never seen this before. Heh, when it comes, we'll deal with it... There's always a way
to handle this..." Wu Yu stared at Liu'er's jade-like fingers, her cool fingertips gently stroking his limp
penis, which seemed to be stirring again.
Liu'er glared at Wu Yu, no longer holding his penis, but instead opened her palm and enveloped it in her own
. Suddenly attacked, Wu Yu felt a surge of heat, and a giant python rapidly surged within Liu'er's hand.
"Ah!" Liu'er gasped. Last night, due to nervousness, she hadn't observed it carefully, but seeing it today, she
realized just how large the thing that had been pounding inside her last night was. Liu'er's fair little hand could no longer hold Wu Yu
's dragon; the large, purplish-red glans was steaming hot, almost reaching her mouth.
Wu Yu smiled proudly, teasingly saying, "Wife, you can't handle this alone, can you? Father finding you a
sister was a lucky accident."
"But I wonder if she's all looks and no substance. Didn't you just say you were impotent..." Liu'er retorted stubbornly.
She increased the pressure on her hand, gripping Wu Yu's penis tightly, and began to slowly stroke it.
Wu Yu smiled without saying a word, his eyes full of encouragement, implying that Liu'er was putting on a brave face. Liu'er was not to be outdone, giving Wu
Yu a flirtatious wink before slowly lowering her head and opening her cherry-like mouth.
Wu Yu felt as if his dragon had entered a warm, moist cave, inhabited by a soft, slippery mother dragon, and
he only wanted to be intertwined with her in a love-hate relationship, inseparable. Liu'er's fragrant tongue, like the mother dragon, swept over Wu Yu's penis, saliva
flowing down her chin to Wu Yu's pubic hair.
"Good willow, oh...tongue..."
"Mmm..."
In the back garden, figures moved about, but no one saw the scene of summer debauchery deep in the grass.
Meanwhile, in the Wu family mansion, the scene was quite different.
The paths were overgrown, but the pines and chrysanthemums remained. Willows flourished in front of the gate, and peach blossoms were in full bloom—a veritable "flower and willow grove,
" the residence of Wu Feng, the second young master of the Wu family.
From a young age, Wu Feng had a fondness for classical literature and poetry, and his behavior was always that of a refined scholar, even in his residence. Wu
Lingwen had the east wing built like a secluded retreat, possessing both the elegance of the Five Willows Gentleman and the ancient charm of the Tang and Song dynasties. Wu Feng
was particularly proud of this, calling it "The Abode Under the Flowers." A couplet he had inscribed himself hung on either side of the gate: "Fragrance
comes from the abode under the flowers, and the flowers under the abode are naturally fragrant."
At this moment, Wu Feng was not alone in his residence; there was also a slightly hunched old man,
Wu Gui, the head steward of the Wu family.
"Second Young Master, I heard from Master that the Eldest Young Master is to be married soon. What are your thoughts, Second Young Master?"
Wu Gui asked respectfully. Having lived in the Wu family for decades, Wu Gui had experienced many ups and downs and seen the true nature of the wealthy and powerful
. Yet, this seventeen-year-old Second Young Master, Wu Feng, seemed unfathomable to him. Wu Feng was sitting at his desk, a book of untitled poems tucked into his hand. Dressed in white robes and a jade belt, he resembled a refined gentleman
amidst the turbid world .
Hearing Wu Gui's words, he tilted his head and chuckled, "So rushed these days, it seems Father is about to have a big celebration in the manor.
Hehe, when did marriage become like the Qinhuai River, all done so quickly?"
Wu Gui smiled obsequiously, "Hehe, Second Young Master is joking. As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait. I fear that
a couple will not last long."

"Oh," Wu Feng said with a half-smile, "In that case, Mother, as the head of the Wu family's harem,
didn't
's smile turned somewhat sinister, and he said in a low voice, "The First Madam has considered everything carefully and has already instructed this old servant to prepare two
exquisite delicacies for the Eldest Young Master and his future wife."
The sunlight outside the window grew even stronger, making the room even hotter, driving away Wu Gui's sinister aura. Wu
Feng put down the poetry collection in his hand, his tone unreadable: "Uncle Gui, tell me... what is the human heart?"
"The human heart?" Wu Gui frowned slightly, unsure of Wu Feng's intention, and could only reply: "This old servant grew
up in the Wu family mansion. Although I haven't read any books, I've seen a lot of the world. In this old servant's view, the human heart is nothing but selfishness and
greed . Those sages are nothing more than extending their own selfishness to the world, turning their greedy hearts into proverbs."
"Heh. Uncle Gui's words do offer some insight into the human heart, but your perspective is rather narrow." Wu Feng sat in
the pearwood chair, playing with the paperweight, occasionally tapping the table lightly, his demeanor suggesting he held the world in his hands. He gazed at the landscape painting
hanging , its ink strokes flowing like clouds, seemingly surveying the land, and murmured, "The human heart is a mixture of schemes and deceit. A facade of gold and jade
is called strategy; a facade of rotten cotton is called cunning. The followers of Zhuge Liang are considered
far ; the followers of Lü Buwei are considered treacherous because they are power-hungry and greedy for position."
With a casual remark, Wu Feng seemed to disregard Zhuge Liang and Lü Buwei, his words devoid of respect, as if
he were discussing two mediocre men. What lay hidden in the heart of this second young master of the Wu family was truly unfathomable.
Wu Gui pondered Wu Feng's words, but feeling helpless as an old steward who only knew about women and not about romance, he
could only bite the bullet and say, "Second Young Master's words are profound, but this old servant is just a block of wood and cannot understand them."
"No, Uncle Gui, you are not a block of wood." Wu Feng looked at Wu Gui and said seriously, "Those who
are mediocre and are the ones who are block of wood. Apart from your affair with Yuqin, Uncle Gui has done
nothing wrong in my Wu family and has been very successful. How could a block of wood have achieved this?"
When Wu Feng mentioned his messy affair with Yuqin, Wu Gui smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to explain, so he
could only remain silent.
"Very well. I've said a few too many words today, taking up Uncle Gui's time." Wu Feng changed the subject,
his expression becoming relaxed, still with that carefree smile, and said, "Please tell Mother that we are all of the same
blood. Although my elder brother and I don't share the same mother, we do share the same father. Besides, my stepmother isn't someone who can be easily fooled. Tell her not to
underestimate mother and son of the second branch of the family."
Upon hearing this, Wu Gui felt a chill in his heart. He had indeed underestimated them. If they could bewitch the master, could He Ruoxue
and Wu Yu be such simple people? It seemed that this matter of the sleeping potion and aphrodisiac had to be done flawlessly.
"Oh, right." Wu Feng was about to dismiss Wu Gui when he suddenly remembered something, and said with a strange smile,
"Tell me, what gift should I, as the second brother, give my elder brother on his wedding day? I heard
a jade shop recently opened in the east of the city. How about we pick out a piece of emerald jade and carve it into a long crown as a wedding gift?"
Wu Gui's expression also turned strange at the sight of the emerald crown. Wasn't that just a green hat? The second young master's
ideas were truly outlandish, beyond my comprehension.
After chatting and laughing for a while, Wu Gui withdrew to attend to his work. Wu Feng, left in the room, still wore
a smile, but it was unclear who he was smiling at.
Birth dates, parental arrangements, matchmaker's words—there was still
much . Wu Feng sat in his chair, turning agate paperweight in his hand, constantly calculating the details of this marriage in his mind. Although Wu Yu
was not born of the principal wife, he was the eldest son in the family. His father had always disliked his love of poetry and literature. If
he
couldn't defeat Wu Yu in one fell swoop, he feared he would only be exiled to the frontier in the future. There were only two years left until his coming-of-age ceremony, at which time his father would announce the family heir. If he couldn't seize the position, how could he swallow up the He family and fulfill his wishes in the future?
Wu Feng's smile deepened, and even the sweltering summer day seemed to have a chill in it.

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