Ten Scenery Satin 101-120

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This post was last edited by icemen00 on 2014-10-3 05:29 . Ten Scenes of Silk
(One Hundred and One )
=== ... Holding a wine bowl, he had He laughed and said, "Alright, alright. Junior brother, you drink with Uncle Ren." Wen Yuan was not good at drinking and usually only had a few cups occasionally. Now, with a large bowl of wine in front of him, the smell of alcohol was overwhelming, and he couldn't resist it. He picked up the bowl and said, "Uncle Ren, I'll only drink this bowl . I can't handle any more." Ren Jianqing laughed and said, "If neither of you drinks, I'll have to drink alone later ." The two drank from the same bowl, and then Wen Yuan switched to an ordinary wine cup. Although it was daytime, everyone was tired after the battle. After eating and drinking their fill, they went upstairs to rest. Only Murong Xiu continued to drink by himself without saying a word. Lan Lingyu, Shi Niangzi, and Yang Xiaojuan were about to leave their seats and go upstairs. Passing Murong Xiu's table, Lan Lingyu couldn't help glance at him, only to see his gaze fixed on empty space, completely ignoring the three of them. Lan Lingyu felt a surge of anger, thinking, "You followed me here, yet you haven't said a word. What is this?" She couldn't fathom Murong Xiu 's intentions. She had been incredibly annoyed the entire way, and Murong Xiu's complete disregard for her only added to her frustration. Thinking of the past humiliations she had suffered and the matter of Murong Xiu's severed finger, she became even more agitated. With a flick of her head, she followed Shi Niangzi upstairs. Meanwhile, Hua Xuan, unable to hold his liquor, although he hadn't drunk much, was already drowsy and had fallen asleep at the table. Little Murong helped Hua Xuan upstairs to rest, while Wen Yuan, concerned for Zi Yuan, returned to Zi Yuan's room first. Upon entering the room, Wen Yuan was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought . Ling Yunxia was nowhere to be seen. Hearing the door open, Zi Yuan looked towards Wen Yuan and smiled slightly. Wen Yuan gently closed the door and said, "Zi Yuan, why aren't you sleeping?" Zi Yuan hummed in response and said softly, "It's alright, I... I'm not tired anymore." Seeing the weariness on her face despite the smile, Wen Yuan immediately went over and sat beside her , smiling slightly. "Don't push yourself too hard. If we need to avoid the Imperial Mausoleum Sect's pursuers, we might have to travel for the next few days. Rest as much as you can; it's not good to ruin your health." Zi Yuan responded, lowered her head, and smiled faintly again, as if pleased with something. Seeing Zi Yuan's gentle smile, Wen Yuan was intrigued and asked, "Zi Yuan, is there something funny ?" Zi Yuan lowered her head and said softly, "No." As she spoke, a faint blush rose on her face, her dimples appeared, and she smiled charmingly, her beauty captivating Wen Yuan. He couldn't help but be moved and gently embraced Zi Yuan. Zi Yuan turned to gaze at Wen Yuan, her eyes filled with deep affection, and said softly, "Young Master Wen, I have a question for you. You...you must answer seriously." Wen Yuan asked, " What is it?" Zi Yuan blushed and parted her cherry lips slightly, saying, "Young Master Wen, in your opinion, what is the most important thing in life?" Wen Yuan was taken aback, suddenly feeling something was amiss, and said, " This...why are you suddenly asking this?" Zi Yuan's cheeks flushed, and she said softly, "Just answer." Wen Yuan hummed a few times, saying, "This...this..." He hummed a few more times, unsure how to speak, but then he saw Zi Yuan smile shyly and say softly, "Your important thing is to take good care of Xuan- mei, Yin-mei, and me, so that we may be safe and happy, and always have laughter, right?" Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan immediately exclaimed "Ah!" and was extremely embarrassed, saying, "You...you ...how could you..." He was speechless for a moment. Seeing his obvious surprise, Zi Yuan covered her mouth smiled, whispering, "You and Mr. Han were talking in the courtyard downstairs, and Miss Ling heard you and woke me up. I... I heard it too." Knowing that Zi Yuan had overheard his conversation with Han Xuqing, Wen Yuan blushed and immediately became embarrassed and at a loss for words. Although he and Zi Yuan often exchanged sweet words and expressed their love, these words were spoken in defiance of his master and to defend Zi Yuan and Xiao Murong, so their meaning was different. At first, Zi Yuan hid by the window , not daring to peek out, afraid of being discovered by the two. Hearing Han Xuqing question her integrity and moral character , mentioning her improper background and being a courtesan, she felt both pain and worry. She feared that Wen Yuan's feelings would change under Han Xuqing's stern rebuke, and that he would silently accept it, thus wasting her deep affection. Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan would rather offend his elders openly than be subservient or hypocritical, and instead wholeheartedly protect her and Xiao Murong. How could this not make her overjoyed? These few words were more effective than a thousand sweet nothings. Zi Yuan felt a warmth in her heart, and overjoyed, she couldn't sleep . She kept thinking about Wen Yuan's words, and the more she thought about them, the sweeter they became. At this moment, Wen Yuan was beside her. After much deliberation, she spoke frankly, forgetting her shyness. Wen Yuan composed himself slightly, tightening his grip on Zi Yuan's arms. He whispered, "Zi Yuan, you...you mustn't take what Uncle Han said seriously. He knows too little about you. Those words...you don't need to take them too seriously ." Zi Yuan leaned against Wen Yuan's chest, shy and speechless. She whispered, "I won't mind. I'll forget what he said about me soon enough. But...I'll never forget what you said." Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat. Hearing Zi Yuan's soft words, he felt a surge of emotion. He couldn't help but reach out and stroke her face, gently turning her around for a deep kiss. After the kiss, Zi Yuan's whole body flushed, her face growing even more shy. She whispered, "Are you...are you tired?" Wen Yuan whispered, "A little bit." Zi Yuan lowered her voice even further, saying, "Then...then...if it's okay, let's...let's..." As she spoke, her face turned completely red. She pointed to the bed, her heart filled with unspoken words, too shy to utter them . Seeing Zi Yuan's sudden initiative, Wen Yuan couldn't remain unmoved. His heart stirred, and he whispered , "You just said we shouldn't share a bed." Zi Yuan's body trembled, her expression shy and bashful.

He stammered, "Yes...yes, but...but...I...I'm truly...truly overjoyed
." After a slight hesitation, she said very softly, "Young Master Wen, today...I won't be
as ." Her words were gentle and melodious, full of tender emotion, yet her clear eyes showed
a firm resolve.
Wen Yuan recalled his intimate moment with Zi Yuan in the outskirts of the capital, which had touched upon her past traumas. He
had never known how to help her overcome them, so he had never mentioned intimacy during their courtship. Then
, she mustered her courage and spoke up herself, revealing the sincerity of her feelings for him, surpassing all others in the world
. He felt both tenderness and emotion, and whispered, "Ziyuan, I...I really can?"
Ziyuan suppressed her shyness, managing to utter these words only when her heart was overflowing with joy and emotion.
Her heart pounded, and hearing Wen Yuan's question, she blushed again, turning her head away and whispering, "Of course
I can...no one but you. You...you want me...to be safe and happy, don't you?" Her voice
grew .
Hearing her words, Wen Yuan felt a surge of heat in his chest. He sat up straight and said, "Zi Yuan, I, Wen Yuan,
will never betray you in this life." Zi Yuan lowered her head, her heart pounding with joy,
her voice trembling like a drum. She whispered, "Me too, I... I will follow you forever in this life."
Their hands slowly clasped together, their lips met, and their tender voices echoed softly
, filled with indescribable warmth and tenderness. At this moment, Wen Yuan's heart belonged only to Zi Yuan, and Zi Yuan's heart belonged only to
Wen Yuan. They were both swept away by a whirlpool of tenderness, inseparable. Kissing, embracing, caressing—everything was filled with deep affection
, reaching the pinnacle of tenderness.
Zi Yuan's heart fluttered. She nestled against Wen Yuan's ear and whispered, "Young Master Wen..." Her jade-like hands gently caressed Wen Yuan's upper body, slowly loosening his belt. Wen Yuan embraced Zi Yuan and gently placed
her beautiful body on the bed.
At this moment, Zi Yuan was still wearing the men's clothing of the Dragon Palace Sect, but although the attire was different, it did not conceal
her beauty. Wen Yuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, saying, "Zi Yuan, you look so good in anything
." Zi Yuan felt a sweet warmth in her heart and smiled, "These are what those people wear, I don't like them, I'd rather take them off...
" She stopped halfway through her sentence, her pink face gradually turning red with embarrassment. Wen Yuan continued, "Take them off...?
" Zi Yuan lay on the bed, her face burning with shyness, already tacitly agreeing. Wen Yuan's heart fluttered, he took a deep
breath , carefully reached out his hands, loosened her belt, and whispered, "Zi Yuan, would you like to sit up?"
Zi Yuan hummed in agreement and obediently sat up as instructed. Since her belt had been untied, her robe was also
open , revealing that she was still wearing the undergarment underneath. At that moment, she was filled with a mixture of shyness and joy, her heart pounding wildly. Her clothes were undone, revealing her
fair skin beneath a few layers of fabric. A few drops of fragrant sweat slowly trickled down her cheeks, her beauty
tinged with an alluring charm. This instantly caused Wen Yuan to tremble violently, almost losing control
. He barely managed to compose himself, placing his hands on Zi Yuan's shoulders and gently brushing them away. Whether it was because Zi Yuan's skin was too smooth, or because the clothes seemed to understand and
yield, they slid down her arms and gently landed on the bed.
With only the small undergarment remaining, Wen Yuan dared not act rashly. He peered at Zi Yuan's expression,
seeing her eyes hazy, as if in a dream, filled with shyness but without any resistance. Just as Wen Yuan was about to remove the last piece of clothing covering her
upper body , he suddenly heard Zi Yuan whisper, "Wait...wait a minute..."
For Wen Yuan, Zi Yuan's feelings were more important than anything else. Hearing this,
he stopped immediately without hesitation and said softly, "Are you still afraid?" His tone was full of concern. Zi Yuan shook her head and smiled, whispering,
"You...you haven't really seen my body yet...
right?" Wen Yuan nodded. Zi Yuan's pretty face flushed, and she whispered, almost inaudibly,
"I...I can do it myself..." She reached behind her back, slowly closed her eyes, and untied the straps of her bodice
. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and with a release, the only garment covering her chest fluttered down.
Wen Yuan let out a soft sigh, almost afraid to breathe, feeling a slight dizziness and his blood boiling
. The body presented before him was flawless, needless to say, yet its breathtaking beauty defied description
. Her slender, perfectly proportioned figure accentuated her snow-white breasts, complementing her
rounded natural, effortless grace. A faint blush lingered beneath her skin, not only on Zi Yuan's
delicate frame but also on her shy, bashful face.
Even with Wen Yuan's exceptional learning, his mind went blank. He thought, "
How many poems, songs, and essays exist in the world? How many profound discussions and brilliant sayings? Yet… yet… Zi Yuan's
body the Goddess of the Luo River
," far exceeding the "Qing Ping Diao," and even Cao Zhi and Li Bai, reborn, might not be able to capture its essence. Ten Scenes of Silk (
102 )
=== ... Zi Yuan let out a soft breath, closing her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look. She only felt Wen Yuan's fingers carefully pulling down her pants, pausing for a moment, then moving on to her underpants. Zi Yuan let out a soft "hmm," her brows trembling, her heart filled with panic, shame, and nervousness. She still dared not open her eyes, her mind only thinking: "He...he took off...my body...he saw everything ..." Wen Yuan, too, kept his eyes closed, pulling down her underpants, afraid that if he looked as he did so, he would immediately lose control. As the underpants slid down her two fair, jade-like legs, Wen Yuan's heart pounded faster and faster. He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. Upon opening them, Wen Yuan couldn't help but gasp in astonishment, his heart feeling as if it would leap out of his chest . He murmured, "Zi...Zi Yuan...you...you're so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!"

Completely naked, Zi Yuan's graceful figure was utterly undisguised. Hearing Wen Yuan's voice, Zi Yuan
opened her eyes, gazing at him with tender affection. A blush seemed to emanate from her entire being, her snow-white
skin accentuated by a delicate pink hue, making her breathtakingly beautiful. Stimulated by Wen Yuan's gaze,
the two small nipples on Zi Yuan's chest trembled shyly with her heartbeat, and a few drops of clear fluid seeped from her lower body
. At this moment, Zi Yuan was a breathtaking sight from head to toe; her shy yet affectionate
face, though silent, spoke volumes.
At this moment, Wen Yuan saw not just a beautiful body, but Zi Yuan's deepest
affection . For a moment, he could barely breathe, unable to think of anything else, only wanting to bring Zi Yuan the greatest
happiness. He reached out, cupped Zi Yuan's face, and leaned forward to gently kiss her lips. Zi
Yuan returned the kiss with lingering passion, more intense than ever before. Their tongues intertwined, and an endless stream
of affection quickly spread between their intimate bodies.
Long kisses, short kisses, the intervals between them filled with loving breaths. Zi Yuan's delicate body
leaned against Wen Yuan, slowly removing the last of his clothes. Wen Yuan's hands caressed Zi Yuan's
soft, long hair, stroking her fragrant shoulders and neck, while his kisses intoxicated her heart.
Zi Yuan's emotions surged like waves, and after a long, passionate kiss,
she breathed heavily, murmuring with barely suppressed desire, "Wen...Young Master Wen...I'm...I'm...so hot
..."
Wen Yuan, equally aroused by the kiss, had already removed all his clothes. The two lay naked before each other, their passion overflowing, beyond
the control of a passionate kiss. Zi Yuan slowly lay down on the bed, her chest heaving, her breath soft and gentle, gazing at Wen Yuan, waiting
for his next move.
Wen Yuan sat down beside Zi Yuan and whispered, "Zi Yuan, if you feel uncomfortable later, please
tell ." Zi Yuan's breathing eased slightly, and she looked at Wen Yuan with boundless tenderness, softly saying, "You...you don't
worry, my...my heart right now...only has you..." As she spoke, she reached out a slender hand
and grasped Wen Yuan's hand, smiling as she said, "But...be gentle, okay?
This is the first time I've been like this with the person in my heart...so...so..." As she spoke, her cheeks were already flushed,
delicate and adorable. Wen Yuan tightened his grip on her hand, gently kissed her cheek, and smiled, "Okay, I know.
If it's not gentle enough, just hit me." Zi Yuan felt a surge of sweetness in her heart and whispered, "Then...then come on
."
Faced with such a beautiful and charming body, Wen Yuan's blood was already boiling just looking at her, and
the kiss just now had only fueled his burning passion. But what Wen Yuan cared about most was still Zi Yuan's feelings. At this moment
, with a hand full of affection, he slowly touched Zi Yuan's shoulder, gradually moving downwards, lightly circling her slender
arm before moving towards her chest.
When Wen Yuan's fingers touched Zi Yuan's breasts, both of their bodies trembled simultaneously. Zi Yuan was already
shy , and even this slight touch was quite arousing, her heart in turmoil, and she couldn't help but
exhale a soft "ah. "
Wen Yuan's fingers placed on Zi Yuan's breasts one by one, gently teasing them a few times, feeling the smooth and soft texture under his hands,
an indescribable wonderful feeling flowing through his entire body, truly irresistible, his heart pounding,
and he whispered: "Zi Yuan!" Zi Yuan's eyelashes trembled, gazing at Wen Yuan, and whispered: "Wen...Young Master Wen...
I'm alright..." Wen Yuan nodded, continuing to gently rub her nipples with his fingers, his palms lightly
caressing her firm breasts.
As Wen Yuan's hands moved, Zi Yuan's mood seemed to relax, yet also to tense up further. Her graceful
body swayed gently with arousal, and alluring moans escaped her lips: "Mmm...mmm...ah...
ha...mmm...ah..." The allure of her voice captivated Wen Yuan, making him
almost intoxicated as he listened. Wen Yuan's heart pounded, his blood surged, and his hands moved faster.
Beads of fragrant sweat glistened on her delicate breasts, making them glisten and look lovely. Her small, exquisite nipples were already
erect , honestly reflecting the pleasure and comfort in Zi Yuan's heart.
Zi Yuan, aroused by Wen Yuan's teasing, felt a burning excitement within her, yet couldn't suppress her shyness. Her face
flushed , and her delicate appearance combined with her bashful expression made Wen Yuan feel incredibly tender. Fearing that being too intense
might overwhelm Zi Yuan, who was experiencing tenderness for the first time, he whispered, "Zi Yuan... are you alright?"
Zi Yuan's cherry lips parted slightly, and she let out a few alluring moans. After catching her breath, she managed to say, "Ah...
Ah... Young Master Wen... I... I... I like it so much..." She took another breath,
pressed her slender hands against the bed, and sat up, whispering, "Young Master Wen... I... I want you... to hold me...
okay?"
Hearing his lover's soft plea, how could Wen Yuan refuse? He wrapped his arms around Zi Yuan and pulled her into
his embrace , caressing every inch of her smooth, fair skin. Held in his arms, Zi Yuan was lost in his overwhelming love
, her breath quickening: "Ah, ah... um, uh, ah ah..."
Each of her passionate moans was like honey poured over Wen Yuan's heart, sweeter
than sweet. Wen Yuan grew increasingly excited, his lower body surging with heat, ready to ignite. His hands roamed freely over
Zi Yuan's body, kissing her shoulders and neck repeatedly, refusing to kiss her lips, so that he
could hear her beautiful cries. Zi Yuan clung tightly to Wen Yuan, stroking his strong back, her legs
unconsciously rubbing together, causing her to gush forth.
Wen Yuan kissed Zi Yuan's ear and whispered, "Zi Yuan... your voice is so beautiful,
it's simply... simply..." Zi Yuan, already lost in passion, blushed even more upon hearing Wen Yuan's words, murmuring,
"Simply... what?" Wen Yuan reached out and caressed Zi Yuan's slender waist, whispering, "Simply...
it's on par with your pipa playing..." His hand moved down, stroking her buttocks with tenderness.
Upon hearing this, Zi Yuan's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and his touch made her let out a soft moan. Her voice was
beautiful, carrying a hint of newly awakened reserve, yet unable to conceal the intense pleasure,
surpassing even her previous moans, perfectly illustrating Wen Yuan's words. Panting, Zi Yuan murmured as if
in a dream , "Young Master Wen...you...how could you...teasing me like this...ah, ah
..."
Wen Yuan continued his caresses, whispering, "You...will you still call me Young Master Wen?" Zi Yuan's starry eyes were half-open
, gazing lovingly at Wen Yuan, her cheeks flushed, and she said softly, "Then...then...um...I'll call you..."
" ...Hmm..." Before she could finish speaking, Wen Yuan slowly lay down, and the two lay face to face on the bed, intertwined
, their sweat immediately soaking the sheets. Zi Yuan knew they were about to get to the main event, her heart pounding, and she whispered,
"My...my heart...is beating so fast..."
Wen Yuan helped her lie on her back on the bed, hovering above her, and whispered, "Zi Yuan, we...are about to
begin ." Zi Yuan let out a soft moan, seeing Wen Yuan's erect penis,
ready to penetrate her at any moment, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, softly saying, "I...I won't be afraid...I definitely won't
..."
Seeing that Zi Yuan's expression was extremely resolute but still quite shy, Wen Yuan gave her a reassuring smile
, and the two kissed deeply once again. Wen Yuan slowly lowered his waist, his tip touching her moist private parts.
Before even entering, Zi Yuan felt a surge of heat throughout her body. She let out a soft cry, her brows furrowing slightly, her expression
incredibly complex. She looked at Wen Yuan with a hint of sorrow and softly called out, "Yuan..."
This call resonated deep within Wen Yuan's heart, spreading like ripples. The voice was intoxicatingly beautiful
, full of genuine affection. Wen Yuan felt a surge of passion and repeatedly whispered, "Zi Yuan... Zi Yuan!" He thrust
forward, beginning to enter the gentle embrace of Zi Yuan's lower body. Although Zi Yuan was no longer a virgin,
she was chaste and self-respecting. After experiencing past tribulations, until falling in love with Wen Yuan, she had never again been easily aroused by lust
. Her private parts were extremely tight, making it difficult for Wen Yuan to penetrate. His penis was obstructed, making it difficult to advance, so he had to increase his force slightly.
Zi Yuan cried out "Ah!" Her delicate body trembled violently, and her nectar was slowly forced out by his penis
. Zi Yuan groaned softly, her jade hands clinging to Wen Yuan's shoulders, crying out, "Yuan...Yuan...uh...ah
...oh...I...slower...ah..." At this moment, Wen Yuan's penis had only entered a little. Hearing Zi Yuan's
call, he quickly stopped and withdrew first. He took a breath and whispered, "Zi Yuan, do you feel...
not ?"
Zi Yuan gasped repeatedly, her breasts heaving violently. After a little while, she finally regained her senses and said weakly, "
No...no...I...I'm so happy...really...can...can be
like this ..." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, but her face was bathed in a joyful expression,
only concealing a little pain from the excessive stimulation.
Wen Yuan lightly kissed her cherry lips and said softly, "Zi Yuan...we will
always ." Zi Yuan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, revealing a loving smile, and said softly, "Definitely
..."
(Ten Scenes Satin (103))
That
night, the group stayed at the inn again. Han Xuqing sent several subordinates to scout out in different directions to ensure that Long
Yuqing had not sent anyone to search the vicinity. He also ordered people to buy clothes so that everyone could change their attire. At the inn,
all the other guests were Han family members; there were no outside merchants, which Han Xuqing had arranged separately.
Although Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong each had their own rooms, they naturally gathered in Wen Yuan's room every evening
. Unlike before, Zi Yuan also stayed in Wen Yuan's room that night, lingering and unwilling to leave.
Seeing Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan's unusual intimacy today, their laughter and conversation revealing a natural affection unlike their previous subtle interactions, Xiao Murong
had already guessed what was going on. A little while later, Wen Yuan left the room briefly, and Xiao Murong seized
the opportunity to lean close to Zi Yuan and whisper, "Sister Zi Yuan, what did you and he do today?"
Zi Yuan blushed slightly, smiled, and turned her head away, whispering, "No...
nothing happened. I don't understand." Seeing her shy expression, Xiao Murong became even more certain and said
with a grin , "Alright, nothing happened. Congratulations, Sister Zi Yuan!"
Hua Xuan was puzzled and asked, "Sister Murong, what's there to congratulate?" Xiao Murong smiled and said,
"Sister Zi Yuan, your wish has come true! How can I not congratulate you?" Zi Yuan blushed even more, but remained silent with a smile
. Hua Xuan vaguely knew as well, and exclaimed, "Sister Ziyuan, you and
Senior Brother ...?" Her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her voice, whispering, "...did you...do it with Senior Brother Wen?"
Ziyuan smiled shyly and nodded gently. Hua Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against Ziyuan, took her
arm, and whispered, "Sister Ziyuan, how...how do you feel? Are you scared? Is it comfortable?
Does it hurt?" Ziyuan lowered her head and smiled, a hint of shyness in her eyes, and whispered, "Actually, it's all okay...
" Hua Xuan said urgently, "What do you mean 'okay'? Sister Ziyuan, Senior Brother Wen is a very good person, but...
but sometimes, when he does this, he goes a little too far, so, if, if..." She
thought of Ziyuan's unfortunate loss of virginity, and upon hearing that she had already been with Wen Yuan, she couldn't help but worry about how she felt.
A string of words burst out, becoming more and more urgent and unclear as she spoke.
Xiao Murong chuckled from the side, "Little sister, why are you in such a hurry? Look
how happy Sister Ziyuan is, she must be very pleased." Hua Xuan's eyes widened, "Sister Ziyuan, really?
" Ziyuan felt rather embarrassed and whispered, "Not entirely, I... I'm afraid of pain, so..."
As she spoke, her face flushed, and she smiled without speaking. Xiao Murong recalled the scene of her and Wen Yuan's intimate moments in the dilapidated temple,
and her heart pounded. She asked, "Didn't it go all the way in?" Ziyuan pursed her lips, her face blushing, and whispered, "
It went in a little, but... but... it really hurt, I really... I really couldn't bear it. He moved
a little, and I felt weak all over, I almost fainted."
Talking about their intimate moments, the three girls couldn't help but blush and their hearts race, all thinking about their
intimate encounters with Wen Yuan. Hua Xuan whispered, "Is Senior Brother Wen still going to do it?" Zi Yuan gently rubbed her hands and whispered
, "Well... he said... there's plenty of time. If I really can't take it anymore, we can... we can
take it slowly later..." Xiao Murong asked, "Then... he didn't ejaculate?"
Zi Yuan blushed deeply and scolded, "Yin Mei! How... how could you say that? This kind of thing..."
"...Oh..." Little Murong's face also turned red. She stuck out her tongue and whispered, "I can't think of any other
way to say it . What...what exactly happened?" Ziyuan lowered her head, unable to hide her shyness, and whispered, "
Young Master Wen...he...he did it on me, all over my chest..." Hua Xuan was dumbfounded, feeling
his cheeks burning. He whispered, "Sister Ziyuan, is this comfortable?" Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she said vaguely
, "No...this...I think it's better to do it the way it is..."
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Wen Yuan walked in, saying, "What is it, the way it is?"
" Here?" His entrance startled Ziyuan, Huaxuan, and Xiao Murong, who were both embarrassed and ashamed. Wen Yuan, who hadn't
heard the previous conversation, was taken aback by the three goddesses' shy demeanor and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Murong glanced at Wen Yuan, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said in a coquettish voice, "Isn't it all your fault? You and
Sister Ziyuan got together, and you didn't even tell us?" Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and said with a forced smile, "
I haven't told you yet, of course. Would I hide it from you two?" Xiao Murong's pretty face hardened, and she feigned anger, saying, "
Who knows? Sister Ziyuan is fine, but if you went out to flirt this time, wouldn't we all be kept
in the dark ?" Huaxuan said softly, "Sister Murong, Senior Brother Wen wouldn't do that." Xiao Murong
pouted and said, "That's hard to say. How can you and Sister Ziyuan, with your soft hearts, control such a situation?" "Got him?" Zi Yuan
covered her mouth and smiled, whispering, "Alright, Yin Mei, stop fooling around."
Wen Yuan bowed to Xiao Murong and laughed, "Alright, alright, I admit I was wrong. I'll make it up to you
for tonight , okay?" Xiao Murong blushed, smiled coquettishly, and whispered, "
Shameless! Isn't that just letting you take advantage of me?" Seeing that she finally couldn't keep up the act, Wen Yuan smiled and said, "I'm not
joking anymore. Zi Yuan, Xiao Yin, Junior Sister, Miss Shi and the others are going out to bathe and want to ask you to come with them."
Hua Xuan asked curiously, "Going out? Aren't they at the inn?" Wen Yuan said, "Miss Shi and the others went out this afternoon
and said they found a small river in the western suburbs where they can bathe. It's more convenient than preparing at the inn."
Hua Xuan exclaimed happily, "Great! I've been wanting to take a bath for ages. Senior Brother Wen, are you coming too?"
Wen Yuan smiled and said, "You girls should bathe together. How could I go?" Hua Xuan blushed and whispered
, "What does it have to do with us?"
Little Murong laughed, "Sister, have you forgotten about the four girls from Jin Guo Zhuang? If this guy
comes too, we might end up with four more good sisters out of nowhere. What do you think?"
Zi Yuan chuckled softly upon hearing this. Wen Yuan smiled wryly, "Xiao Yin, don't you trust
me at all?" Little Murong blinked and smiled, "That's called taking precautions. I'm letting you know what's going on, so
you won't have any more wives or concubines." Wen Yuan smiled, "I wouldn't dare." Zi Yuan immediately recalled Wen Yuan
's conversation with Han Xuqing, and a warm feeling welled up inside her. A smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
The three women immediately went downstairs, where they found the four heads of the Heroine Manor already waiting in the hall, while Zhao Wanyan
was descending the steps from the other side. Hua Xuan excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Wanyan, saying, "Sister Zhao, are you coming too
?" Zhao Wanyan smiled shyly and whispered, "Yes...yes, I already told Brother Xiang."
Little Murong laughed, "You smell so nice after your bath, will you keep Young Master Xiang company tonight?" Zhao Wanyan lowered her head,
her ears turning bright red with embarrassment, and stammered, "No...no, Brother Xiang is injured and should rest
..."
The women left the inn, chatting and laughing all the way, heading west. It was late at night, and soon they left the town.
In the open fields, only the chirping of insects could be heard. After walking for a while, they heard the babbling of a stream and came to a river valley.
The river was shallow and clear on the banks, with rocks and bushes scattered about. It came from a forest upstream, and the surroundings were quiet, so it was assumed that no one had come here
at night .
Shi Niangzi leaped onto a rock high on the riverbank, looked around, and said, "
No one's here, you can all wash properly." Yang Xiaojuan said, "Eldest sister, come down and wash with me." Shi Niangzi said
, "You wash first, I'll watch here. If anyone comes, I can let you know."
Lan Lingyu suddenly said, "Eldest sister, I'll watch with you. We'll wash last." Shi Niangzi
didn't object and nodded. Lan Lingyu followed and jumped onto the rock, sitting next to Shi Niangzi.
The other women took off their clothes, preparing to go into the water to wash. Yang Xiaojuan stepped into the river first, splashed water on
her face, and exclaimed, "So refreshing!" She waved to the bank and called out, "Second sister, come down quickly!
" Ling Yunxia was still unbuttoning her clothes, shaking her head and laughing, "Fourth sister, you're a seventeen-year-old young lady,
why still acting like a little girl?" Before long, she was completely naked and had also entered the river.
Then, Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, and Zi Yuan went into the water one after another, while Zhao Wanyan was still slowly undressing.
She untied a belt, then lowered her head and smiled secretly. She unbuttoned a button, then seemed lost in thought, her face flushed, moving slowly and deliberately
, as if these clothes would never be finished.
Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong bathed and played in the water, and Yang Xiaojuan followed. The three girls
became even more boisterous, laughing and splashing water everywhere. Ling Yunxia, who had initially been uninvolved,
was also pulled over by Yang Xiaojuan. Zi Yuan, soaking in the water, watched with a smile. Seeing that Zhao Wanyan hadn't gone into the water yet, she moved closer
to the bank and softly said, "Miss Zhao, why aren't you coming down?"
Zhao Wanyan seemed to wake from a dream, letting out a soft "Ah," looking somewhat flustered and blushing, she said,
"I...I forgot, I'm so sorry." Only then did she remove all her clothes and slowly enter the river, landing beside Zi Yuan
. Zi Yuan smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
Zhao Wanyan blushed and scooped up some water, splashing it on her shoulders. She said softly, "I...
the first time I met him was... it was by the river." Zi Yuan gently rubbed her arms, quite
curious , and whispered, "He... you mean that Young Master Xiang?" Zhao Wanyan nodded slightly, her face unable to hide
her joy and shyness. She said softly, "Yes. He's such a good person, so upright and gentle. He... he saved
me. I was bathing in the river, and then he... he... saw my body... at that time... at that time
..." Her voice grew softer and softer, almost a murmur, yet one could hear the deep affection within,
a profound admiration.
Zi Yuan covered her chest with her hands, leaning forward to listen to her. Unexpectedly, the river water swelled, her foot slipped,
and she fell forward, bumping into Zhao Wanyan. Zhao Wanyan suddenly snapped out of her daze, exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly helped Ziyuan up, saying,
"Miss Ziyuan, are you alright?" Ziyuan was startled, steadied herself on the riverbed, blinked, and
said apologetically, "I was so engrossed in listening that I lost my balance."
Zhao Wanyan's cheeks flushed, and she gently smoothed Ziyuan's disheveled hair, smiling slightly, "I won't say
anymore, it's too embarrassing. Miss Ziyuan, how did you and Young Master Wen meet? I'd like to hear it too.
" Now it was Ziyuan's turn to feel embarrassed. A slight smile appeared on her face as she gently poured water on Zhao Wanyan, and
she said softly, "Well... although it wasn't by the river, there's still some connection. It was on a small lake
... he was playing the zither on a small boat on the lake..."
Ziyuan was naturally gentle and quiet, while Zhao Wanyan was delicate and introverted; both of them spoke in soft voices.
Compared to the joyous commotion of the four women, including Xiao Murong, it was truly a stark contrast. Two women spoke of their lovers,
their hearts filled with sweetness, their conversation flowing smoothly as they helped each other comb their hair and wash their backs, laughing and chatting intimately
.
Sitting high above, Shi Niangzi watched the stark contrast and couldn't help but smile. Turning her head, she saw
Lan Lingyu staring blankly at the night sky, her face showing considerable worry. Sensing something amiss, she slowly asked, "Third Sister, have you been troubled lately?" Lan Lingyu lowered her head slightly and replied
, "No, I'm perfectly fine." (
Ten Scenes Satin (104)) After a while, the girls finished washing and came ashore to dress. A gentle evening breeze blew , and the women all felt refreshed after their bath. Yang Xiaojuan called out to the rock where Shi Niangzi and Lan Lingyu were , "Eldest sister, third sister, it's your turn to wash!" Shi Niangzi and Lan Lingyu jumped down from the rock one after the other. Shi Niangzi looked at everyone and said, "You all go back first , third sister and I will wash here." Yang Xiaojuan said, "Eldest sister, let us watch over for you. " Shi Niangzi smiled and said, "You six should go back, do you expect Ziyuan and Zhao to ? That doesn't make sense." Yang Xiaojuan insisted, pulling Shi Niangzi and saying, "At least let me stay ." Yang Xiaojuan wanted to stay, but Ziyuan, Huaxuan, Xiao Murong, and Zhao Wanyan's minds were all on Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan, so they weren't very insistent on staying. Shi Niangzi said, "Fourth Sister, stop being so coquettish. I have something I want to talk to Third Sister about alone. You should go back to the inn and play with Miss Hua and the others." Yang Xiaojuan pouted and said, "As soon as Sister Hua goes back, she'll run off to Young Master Wen's place. What fun will I have left?" Hua Xuan was extremely embarrassed and quickly protested, "This...no...no way, today Senior Brother Wen has Sister and Sister Ziyuan with him." Yang Xiaojuan said, "Isn't it the same? Anyway, the three of you will all be with him..." Before she could finish speaking, Little Murong blushed and quickly stepped forward to cover Yang Xiaojuan's mouth, pulling her away. Ling Yunxia suppressed a laugh and said to Ziyuan, "Miss Ziyuan, Fourth Sister speaks frankly. Please be tolerant of her." Ziyuan's cheeks were flushed, and she gave a mumbled reply, taking Hua Xuan's hand and following them . Ling Yunxia, along with Zhao Wanyan, and in a short while, the six women had all left. Madam Shi smiled slightly and said, "Third Sister, it's our turn. You must be tired from fighting yesterday, so take a good bath ." Lan Lingyu nodded and said, "Yes." But she felt uneasy, wondering, " What does Eldest Sister want to say to me? Can't even Second Sister and Fourth Sister listen?" She knew her sworn sister was shrewd and capable . Could it be that Madam Shi had noticed her recent restlessness? Thinking of this, Lan Lingyu felt a little lost, but on the surface, she remained calm, placing her double halberds on the pile of stones on the bank and slowly unbuttoning her clothes. Madam Shi removed her clothes, let her hair down, sat on the bank, bent down, scooped up river water, gently combed her hair , and then gently poured it over her body. The water flowed slowly down her chest and slid down her waist and abdomen. Normally, Madam Shi was calm and composed, rarely revealing her emotions. She was unperturbed on the battlefield, rarely showing her feminine side. Now, emerging from her bath by the river, she had removed her simple clothes. Lan Lingyu watched her, noticing her slender figure and the subtle elegance in her demeanor. She couldn't help but think, "When was the last time I bathed with my elder sister ? It must have been several years. She's usually so mature and steady, I never imagined she had such a beautiful body. I wonder how beautiful she would look if she dressed up." Lost in thought, Lan Lingyu also removed her clothes and stepped into the water. Soaking in the cool river water, she felt instantly refreshed, gently scooping water to wash her skin. Suddenly, Madam Shi said, "Third Sister, now that we're alone, tell ." Lan Lingyu was startled, lowered her head, and pretended to rub her breasts with water, whispering, " What could possibly be on my mind? Elder Sister, don't talk nonsense." A soft splashing sound was heard, and Madam Shi also entered the water. She stood in front of Lan Lingyu, stared into her eyes, and said, "Third Sister, we've been sisters for so many years, do you think I can't see it? Since you returned from the south, you've often been absent-minded, losing your former spirit. You , who never liked wearing women's clothes, have been wearing them more often these past few days, and your temper isn't as impulsive as before." Lan Lingyu became more and more nervous as she listened, but she couldn't refute it and could only listen silently. Madam Shi asked, "What happened to make you like this?" Lan Lingyu lowered her head, avoiding Madam Shi's gaze, and said, "No...nothing." Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her mind filled with shame at Murong Xiu's actions, too ashamed to speak of it and afraid to let Madam Shi know. Madam Shi placed her hands on Lan Lingyu's shoulders and said softly, "There's nothing to be ashamed of . It'll make you feel better if you talk about your troubles." Lan Lingyu trembled and whispered, "I...I..." Unable to make up her mind, she looked up and saw Madam Shi's calm expression . Overwhelmed with emotion, she threw herself into Madam Shi's arms and cried out, "Big sister, I...I was...I was...he...he..." As she spoke, her voice choked with sobs, and she burst into tears in Madam Shi's embrace. Since being wantonly humiliated by Murong Xiu, she had no one to confide in, and was already extremely distressed . After being caught by Yang Xiaojuan, she was even more anxious, fearing that Yang Xiaojuan might inadvertently let slip the truth . Her heart was filled with unspeakable pain. At this moment, her most respected elder sister's gentle words of comfort touched her heart, and Lan Lingyu could no longer suppress . Tears streamed down her face, and she almost cried uncontrollably. Madam Shi gently held Lan Lingyu, patting her back softly, without saying a word. After crying for a while, Lan Lingyu calmed down slightly and managed to stop her tears, but for a moment she was still choked with sobs and unable to speak . Madam Shi asked softly, "Are you feeling better?" Lan Lingyu's shoulders trembled. She wiped away her tears and sobbed , "Elder sister... I... I was violated... I... I want to die..." Madam Shi's body trembled slightly . She whispered, "Third sister, you... have you lost your virginity?" Lan Lingyu shook her head and said in a trembling voice, " No... no... but what he did to me, it was really... really..." At this point, she broke down in tears again, tears falling into the river. Madam Shi quietly held Lan Lingyu, sighed, and asked, "Who is he?" Lan Lingyu's heart skipped a beat . She whispered, "Elder sister, I... I... I can't say, I really can't say." Madam Shi nodded and asked, "What do you plan to do?" Lan Lingyu shook her head weakly and sobbed, "I don't know..."

Shi Niangzi asked, "Does he still want to bother you?" Lan Lingyu paused, seemingly lost in thought, and said
, "He... I don't know... but... he's not entirely without remorse..." She gently pulled away from
Shi Niangzi's embrace, but her body still trembled slightly. Shi Niangzi said, "Third Sister, you don't want to kill this man,
do you?"
Lan Lingyu paused again, her mind blank, and murmured, "Kill him? Kill him?" She shook her head
gently , and said sadly, "I can't kill him, I... I don't really want to kill him." Why she said
such a thing, Lan Lingyu felt she couldn't explain herself. Recalling the harrowing scene of Murong Xiu cutting off his own finger,
her anger rose and fell, leaving her even more bewildered.
Madam Shi didn't say anything more. She washed quietly for a while and then said, "No matter what, Third Sister, you
can talk to your eldest sister about whatever you're thinking. Your eldest sister will help you." Lan Lingyu whispered, "I know,
thank you, eldest sister. Don't worry."
Madam Shi sat on the shore and turned back to ask, "Are you done washing?" Lan Lingyu hummed in agreement and said, "I
want to wash a little more. Um, eldest sister, I want to be alone here for a while." Madam Shi asked, "Should I go back first
?" Lan Lingyu whispered, "I'm sorry, but... my mind is so confused, I have so many things to think about."
Madam Shi nodded slightly and said, "It's alright." After a pause, she said, "When you've thought it through, come back quickly
. Don't let Second Sister and Fourth Sister worry." A faint smile appeared on Lan Lingyu's worried face, and she whispered, "Eldest sister
, don't worry, I won't do anything rash."
Madam Shi finished dressing, glanced at Lan Lingyu standing quietly in the water, suppressed a sigh, and slowly walked away.
On the quiet riverbank, alone, Lan Lingyu gazed at the night sky, absentmindedly rubbing her shoulders
. Her emotions gradually calmed, and she thought, "Now my elder sister knows. This can't go on forever
."
She gently touched her neck, recalling how she had attempted suicide with a halberd, only to be saved by Murong Xiu. She wondered,
"What does he really want from me? Does he want my body, or does he just want to torture me? But…
when he broke his own finger, the expression on his face then couldn't be faked."
Thinking this, Lan Lingyu couldn't help but lightly cover her lower body, sighing, "He hasn't
truly taken my virginity yet, but what difference does it make if he bullies me like this? My elder sister said I've lost my spirit
; does that mean I've become weak? Am I destined to continue wallowing in self-pity like this?"
Suddenly, Lan Lingyu thought of Zi Yuan: "Zi Yuan's experience is far more unfortunate than mine,
yet she…" "So strong! I, Lan Lingyu, have such martial arts skills, yet I'm inferior to Miss Ziyuan?" Thinking of
this , Lan Lingyu forced herself to cheer up, thinking, "That villain who violated Miss Ziyuan can no longer be found
, but Da Murong is at the inn. Fine, I'll go and talk to him clearly, see what he really intends
. If he really wants to use his strength to commit violence, I'll fight him to the death, it's better than living a wretched life."
Having made this decision, Lan Lingyu felt a mix of emotions. She gritted her teeth, splashed water forcefully
on her face, and the cold water calmed her down a little. She turned and walked towards the pile of rocks on the shore. When she reached the pile of rocks
, she was about to go ashore to put on her clothes when she discovered that the double halberds and her clothes were no longer there.
Lan Lingyu was startled: "When my elder sister left, she clearly left it here. How did it disappear?
" In an instant, her first thought was that the enemy had arrived. But looking around, there were shadows of rocks nearby, shadows
of trees , and the moon's reflection in the water. Where was there a person?
She was filled with doubt and thought, "This area is all open space. If someone were approaching, how could I not have
noticed them at all?" She listened intently, hoping to detect any unusual sounds around her, but she could
only hear the sound of flowing water.
As the sound of flowing water reached her ears, Lan Lingyu suddenly realized: "There is no one on the shore. Could the enemy
be coming from underwater?" As soon as this thought crossed her mind, she suddenly felt something strange in the water near her ankles. Then her feet
tightened, as if they were being entangled by something soft. Ten Scenes of Silk (
105 )
=== ... Lan Lingyu was shocked, thinking, "Who is this person? It's definitely not Da Murong. With his martial arts skills , if he wanted to force me, he wouldn't need to use such a sneak attack." However, whoever it was, it was obvious that this person had ill intentions. Lan Lingyu barely opened her eyes and looked down to see that both her feet were bound by a thin, light blue rope. The rope was pulled taut, and she was being rapidly dragged towards the riverbed. She struggled to turn over and looked along the rope. She saw a person standing steadily at the bottom of the river, the other ends of two ropes wrapped around the person's wrists. The person was pulling her over with a swift pull. For a moment, Lan Lingyu couldn't see the person's face clearly. But when she got closer and saw clearly, she couldn't help but gasp. The person pulling the rope was shirtless, with a dragon scale belt around his waist. It was none other than the Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace, Pa Xia. Looking down into the water, she saw the strange smile on Prince Paxia's face. Overwhelmed with shame and anger , she realized she was completely naked and his entire body was clearly visible. In her haste, her inner energy began to wane, and she felt dizzy. She quickly circulated her inner energy, concentrating all her power in her right palm, thinking, "I can't believe this guy found me here. Water combat is disadvantageous for me. If I don't get ashore for fresh air soon , I won't be able to hold on until he makes a move." She waited for Prince Paxia to pull her closer so she could unleash her full power and fight back, hoping to escape. However, Prince Paxia pulled her to within a few feet of him and then stopped, his eyes darting around as if admiring Lan Lingyu's body floating in the water. Lan Lingyu was both ashamed and furious. She bent over and struck out with her own palm at Prince Paxia . However, Prince Paxia was an expert swimmer, second to none among the Nine Dragon Princes, and few could rival him . Lan Lingyu found it difficult to use her skills in the water, which suited Prince Paxia perfectly. Seeing Lan Lingyu attack...

With a swift movement, he darted to the side like a fish, instantly swimming above Lan Lingyu. He unleashed
the power of his "Blue Wave Divine Palm" and struck downwards. Lan Lingyu suddenly felt the pressure on her back increase dramatically, her breath caught in her throat, and she was instantly pushed
to the bottom of the river.
In an instant, Lan Lingyu's ears rang, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and her limbs seemed to have lost
control , unable to muster any strength. The Dragon Palace Sect lived by the sea, and everyone was skilled in water combat. Lan Lingyu's martial arts were originally
superior to Prince Paxia's, but now the decisive factor was underwater skill, and she was immediately at a great disadvantage, unable to resist at all.
In a daze, she felt a tightening on her feet, and Prince Paxia pulled her up. Prince Paxia pressed on her "Yongquan" acupoint on the sole of her foot
, causing numbness and weakness throughout her body, making her even more powerless to resist.
Prince Paxia, having subdued Lan Lingyu, was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Today has been a great success; I've actually captured
this beauty. The Dragon King will surely be delighted. What about the Third Master of the Heroine Manor? Once she's in the water, she'll be
a piece of cake !"
During the battle at the Changling Underground Palace, Ren Jianqing was rescued by Han Xuqing, Wen Yuan, and others, greatly angering Long Yuqing. He
was unwilling to let the matter rest and immediately dispatched
his men to pursue them. Ao Sihai, angered by Long Yuqing's actions, and knowing that the Dragon Palace faction was no match for the Imperial Tomb faction, quickly ordered his princes to search as well. Prince Paxia searched all the way to this river
, but because it was far from the town, Han Xuqing's men hadn't patrolled this area, so he hadn't alerted them. However, he
unexpectedly discovered Lady Shi and Lan Lingyu bathing in the river. Knowing he was no match for Lady Shi, he dared not
fight both of them simultaneously, and instead hid far upstream behind a pile of rocks. He couldn't hear the two women talking, nor could he clearly see their figures
in the water , but Lady Shi was unaware of his presence.
Prince Paxia originally intended to follow the two women to find Wen Yuan and his group, but
unexpectedly, Lady Shi left first, leaving only Lan Lingyu alone. Overjoyed, he immediately harbored evil intentions, planning to capture Lan Lingyu, enjoy her
to his heart's content, and then hand her over to Ao Sihai. He reasoned that once he captured Lan Lingyu, Lady Shi and the others would naturally come to her rescue,
eliminating the need for him to follow her. He immediately submerged himself in the water, using his "Divine Dragon Whiskers" to secretly take Lan Lingyu's weapons
and clothing . Then, he dived to the bottom, wrapped his arms around Lan Lingyu's legs, and pulled her into the river. These "Divine Dragon Whiskers" were Prince Paxia's
unique weapon, wielded with the internal energy of his "Blue Wave Divine Palm." It could be manipulated freely in the water, as agile as a water snake,
specifically designed to capture enemies. Because it was wrapped around his wrists, his hands remained free, allowing him to still use his martial arts. On
land , Prince Paxia would be no match for Lan Lingyu, but in the water, the opposite was true.
Prince Paxia sealed several of Lan Lingyu's acupoints. Seeing that Lan Lingyu could no longer struggle, he felt
relieved began to grope her, pulling her into his arms and kneading her breasts. When Lan Lingyu entered the water,
she hadn't had time to breathe. Having been underwater for so long, she was almost suffocating, her mind clouded,
and she had no thought of resistance. Moreover, with her acupoints sealed, she was powerless to resist.
Seeing that she was about to faint, Prince Paxia thought, "This little girl is very useful; I can't let her die
." He immediately rose to the surface, swam to the riverbank, and placed Lan Lingyu on a pile of rocks in the shallow water.
Lan Lingyu finally surfaced, immediately gasping for breath, coughing loudly, and glaring fiercely at
Prince Paxia . Prince Paxia wiped his mouth and chuckled, "This prince has shown mercy by not letting you drown like this.
The price for this is to let me have some fun." With that, he pounced on her, greedily licking her neck
and groping her all over. Lan Lingyu was exhausted. Although she was ashamed and anxious, she could only let
Prince Paxia pleased, and whispered, "You despicable man... roll... roll away... uh... bastard..."
Prince Paxia's face was full of lewdness as he laughed, "You think I'll let you go so easily?" He
reached out and grabbed Lan Lingyu's tender breasts, squeezing them a few times, and lewdly said, "Judging from your appearance, this
is probably the first time a man has touched you. Why don't you make a few noises for us to hear?" Lan Lingyu was so angry that she almost cried,
biting her lower lip tightly to keep from making a sound. Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side: "Wrong, the first
man to touch her was this great master. You're just the second, but you won't be human soon." Prince
Paxia was startled and looked up, only to see a blur of green and white light rushing towards him. The green shadow was a person,
the white light a sword. The newcomer was incredibly fast, his swordplay fierce. Paxia felt a chilling aura wash over him, and his lust
instantly turned to utter terror. He quickly did a somersault backward, tumbling into the water with a "plop," barely managing to avoid the attack
. Luckily, his lower body was still in the water, giving him some agility; otherwise, with the speed of the sword, half of
Prince Paxia 's head would have been sliced off on the spot.
The man held the sword in his right hand, and with a swift movement of his left, he grabbed Lan Lingyu's waist, standing atop the pile of stones. With a
flick , he severed the "dragon whiskers" wrapped around her feet. Holding the man, Lan Lingyu involuntarily
leaned against him. Before even seeing his face, she recognized his voice. Overwhelmed with shame, she cried out, "You
... Great Murong, let me go!"
Prince Paxia emerged from the distant river. Hearing Lan Lingyu's cry, he looked closely and saw that it was indeed
Murong Xiu. Recalling the battle at the back mountain of Jin Guo Manor, where the two Murong brothers easily defeated the four Dragon Palace princes working together,
he couldn't help feel fear. He thought, "Why is Great Murong here too? I can't beat him
. I'd better escape by swimming as soon as possible. Unless I can lure this guy into the water, I can use the terrain to my advantage."
Murong Xiu glanced at Lan Lingyu, noticing her weak appearance and panting. He then turned to
Prince Paxia said coldly, "Paxia, are you out of your mind? How dare you touch her?" Prince Paxia felt
as if two sharp blades had pierced his body under his glare, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.
Lan Lingyu, held in Murong Xiu's arms, was relieved to have escaped the clutches of the Crown Prince of Xia, but she was naked
and soaking wet. Knowing how unsightly she looked, and fearing Murong Xiu might have other ulterior motives
, she panicked, her face flushing red. Suddenly, she felt a hand press on her back, and a
surge flowed through her, instantly releasing the pressure points on her body and invigorating her. Before she could react, Murong Xiu
released her and helped her sit on a pile of stones. Lan Lingyu's breathing gradually calmed, and she stared blankly at Murong Xiu
, her mind seemingly empty, as if she were still underwater, struggling to breathe.
Murong Xiu flicked his longsword, pointing it directly at Prince Paxia, and said, "Where did you hide your clothes and halberd
? Hand them over now, and I'll spare your life." Prince Paxia grunted and said in a deep voice, "
They're at the bottom of the river. Come and get them if you dare." Murong Xiu snorted and said, "Bring them up now." Prince
Paxia chuckled sinisterly and said, "I will get them, but I won't return them. I'll take these
things With these as proof, I'll announce to the martial world that the Third Master of Jin Guo Manor has had his weapons disarmed by me, Prince Paxia."
"Stripped naked, moaning and groaning, let's see if your Heroine Village can still hold its head high!"
Lan Lingyu trembled with anger, covering her body with her hands, and cursed, "You...you villain...how dare you
talk such nonsense, I...I..." Suddenly, Murong Xiu leaped out, shouting angrily, "Pa Xia,
you brat, you dare to be arrogant in front of me, the Great Murong?" With his angry shout, four sword lights suddenly flashed, the Great
Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique "Well-Shaped Sword" had already sealed off Pa Xia Prince from all sides. Pa Xia Prince was shocked, and with a swift movement, he
dived into the water. The river water was stirred by the sword energy, and immediately the waves surged, four splashes of water flying high, like
four high walls appearing out of nowhere. Murong Xiu roared, and with a "splash," he rushed into the river, chasing after him
.
Lan Lingyu knew that Prince Paxia's martial arts were far inferior to Murong Xiu's. If they were on flat ground, he
probably wouldn't be able to
withstand three sword strikes from Murong Xiu. However, in the water, swimming ability was paramount. Even with Murong Xiu's superior martial arts, he might not have a sure chance of winning. For a moment, Lan Lingyu was at a loss, thinking, "Although this Murong is despicable, he did come to save
me. If he is not a good swimmer and gets injured by Paxia, what... what should I do?"
Suddenly , Lan Lingyu thought of something: "How did he find this place? I just got ashore, and he came to save me immediately?" Having escaped danger, her mind had calmed considerably. In a flash , she understood, and couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Of course he had ill intentions, secretly following us to spy." But upon further reflection, something seemed
amiss : "My elder sister and I were watching from the rocks, but we didn't see him. He must be hiding far away, but we couldn't see him clearly. What...what is he trying to do?" Suddenly, her mind was filled with confusion, unable to think clearly. She stared blankly at the rippling , holding her breath. Suddenly, the river surface surged and churned, the waves becoming increasingly violent. Abruptly, large sprays of water erupted, and a figure leaped into the air, creating pillars of water – it was Prince Paxia. Lan Lingyu was shocked, thinking, "Could it be that the Great Murong has been defeated by him?" Just as this thought flashed through her mind , she saw blood spurt from the mouth of the Prince of Paxia, turning into a red mist in the air. Immediately afterward, two silver beams shot up from the river, striking the Prince of Paxia squarely in the back. The Prince of Paxia cried out in agony, and just as he was about to fall back into the river, Murong Xiu suddenly burst out of the water like a dragon rising from the abyss . He gripped the Prince of Paxia's nape tightly, let out a roar, and flew more than two zhang into the air, creating a ripple. He landed steadily on the bank, forcefully slamming the Prince of Paxia to the ground, splattering blood again. Only then did Lan Lingyu realize that what was embedded in the Prince of Paxia's back were her own pair of short halberds. Murong Xiu glanced at the Prince of Paxia, snorted, and with a flick of his left hand, threw a soaking wet garment at Lan Lingyu . Lan Lingyu caught it casually, paused for a moment, wanting to say something, but then remained silent. She noticed that several dragon whiskers wrapped around Murong Xiu had been severed, and his longsword was nowhere to be seen. Murong Xiu sneered, " These few thin lines, you call them weapons and magical artifacts? But you actually managed to hit me twice, hehe, I underestimated you. Too bad you can't hurt me." The Prince of Paxia was speechless, lying on the ground , trembling and groaning. Murong Xiu turned around and saw Lan Lingyu silently putting on her clothes. Lan Lingyu turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Murong Xiu lightly kicked the Prince of Paxia in the waist, saying, "This guy, are you going to kill him yourself, or should I do it?" Lan Lingyu swayed slightly and whispered, "Whatever you want." Murong Xiu didn't say anything more, and kicked him lightly again. This time, the Prince of Paxia stopped moving, and his groans ceased . Lan Lingyu dressed, though soaked to the bone, it was better than being naked. She went forward, drew her twin halberds, and squatted by the river to wash the blood from the blades. Murong Xiu sat down on a rock and asked, "Are you hurt?" Lan Lingyu lowered her head and replied, "No." Then she looked up and asked, "How did you get here? Did you come with us?" Murong Xiu chuckled and said, "Do you think I wanted to spy on you? I, the Great Murong, don't do such petty things. My little sister said you and Lady Shi should stay here, so I came." Lan Lingyu asked, "What are you doing here ?" Murong Xiu patted the rock, stood up, and said, "Some things have to be said, they have to be made clear." Lan Lingyu's heart stirred. She turned to look at Murong Xiu, took a deep breath, and stood up as well, saying, "Perfect, I also have something to clarify with you. Let's get everything straight today." (Ten Scenes of Silk - 106) Murong Xiu looked at Lan Lingyu and said, "Say what you want to say." Lan Lingyu gripped the short halberd tightly with both hands, staring at Murong Xiu as if worried that he might attack at any moment. Seeing her expression, Murong Xiu understood. He snorted and said, "No need to be so nervous. I won't touch you today." Lan Lingyu trembled slightly, thinking, "Anyway, I'm no match for him. Whether I take a weapon or not makes no difference . If I look so apprehensive, it's just a show of weakness." She immediately sheathed her twin halberds and said, "Great Murong, what exactly are you planning?" Murong Xiu said, "What do I mean?" Lan Lingyu gritted her teeth and said, "I really don't understand what you're trying to do. You've done so many things to deliberately humiliate , yet you've saved me several times, even cutting off a finger yourself. You... are you deliberately toying with me?" Murong Xiu was slightly taken aback, then laughed loudly and said, "Can't you really figure it out?" Lan Lingyu's face was as cold as frost, and she remained silent. Murong Xiu's smile vanished as he walked towards Lan Lingyu, stopping a few feet in front of her. He said, " I wasn't planning to let you go at the Deng family's shop. I saw you peeping at my little sister doing her business and thought you were quite lewd . I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and headstrong, even fainting and refusing to let me have my way with you." Lan Lingyu's face flushed , whether from anger or shame, she said in a low voice, "Are you praising me or insulting me?" Murong Xiu chuckled and said, "Both." He paused, then added, "No woman that the great Murong family has set his sights on has ever failed to obtain." "Originally, I wanted to capture you a second time and force you to submit. However, your sworn sister suddenly barged in, causing you to attempt suicide, which was completely unexpected." Lan Lingyu recalled the scene when Yang Xiaojuan witnessed Murong Xiu humiliating her, feeling immense shame and anger towards Murong Xiu, saying, "You shouldn't have saved me then. You should have let me die and ended it all, saving me from all this suffering later." Murong Xiu replied, "Heh, what problems can a dead person solve? Besides, I won't let you die. The reason I cut off one of my fingers was to make things easier for you."

Lan Lingyu trembled slightly, looking quietly at Murong Xiu, and said, "Why? You're a
fearless demon, why bother about my well-being?" Murong Xiu remained silent for a long while, then looked at Lan Lingyu and
said, "If I want you to be my woman, I'll naturally make you willing."
Lan Lingyu was stunned, her mind reeling, and said, "You... what did you say?" Murong Xiu's
expression was calm as he said, "That's right, if I wanted to possess you, it wouldn't be difficult. But your refusal to lose your chastity, even at the cost of your life,
is very attractive to me. So I made a decision: from now on, I will never force you again. Conversely
, I will not spare anyone who tries to harm you." He casually pointed to the corpse of the Crown Prince Xia and said, "This
kid is a prime example."
Hearing these words, Lan Lingyu was stunned and didn't know how to respond, her heart filled with panic, and she said in a trembling voice:
"Why are you doing this?" Murong Xiu said, "I just said I want you to be my woman.
Not by force, but because I truly want to be with you."
Lan Lingyu stood there, first stunned, then filled with anger, shouting, "Big Murong,
you shameless bastard! You insulted me first, then forced me to do such lewd things to you, and now
you think you can erase all of this with just a few words? Don't push your luck! Who wants to be your woman!" She turned
and immediately started running.
After only a few steps, Murong Xiu was already behind her, reaching out to grab Lan Lingyu's arm and pulling her
around to face him. Lan Lingyu struggled fiercely, but although Murong Xiu's grip seemed light, she
couldn't break free. Murong Xiu flipped his hand, placing both palms on her shoulders. Lan Lingyu cried out in alarm, "Let go
...let go of me!"
Just as she was filled with panic, a surge of powerful true energy flowed into her body from her shoulder, like a
warm current circulating through her, comforting and pleasant. Startled, Lan Lingyu saw white mist all around
, the vapor emanating from the damp clothes on Murong Xiu and herself. Murong Xiu channeled his inner energy, as if a gentle
fire were rolling through her meridians, and Lan Lingyu immediately felt warmer, her anger gradually subsiding. Through the hazy white smoke
, Murong Xiu slowly said, "It's understandable that you're angry. I, Murong Xiu, rarely apologize to anyone
, but this matter I must apologize to you for. My past misdeeds cannot be denied."
As he spoke, their clothes dried completely, and the white mist dissipated.
Lan Lingyu wasn't heartless to begin with. Hearing him admit his mistake, her anger subsided somewhat.
She glanced slightly to the left and saw his right hand, missing his index finger. A strange feeling welled up inside her. She sighed
, gently pushed Murong Xiu's hands away, and said, "You want me to forgive you?" Murong Xiu replied, "If you refuse
, there's nothing I can do. It's all up to you."
For Murong Xiu, with his martial arts skills and reputation, to speak to Lan Lingyu so accommodatingly was
something she would never do, even if the sun rose in the west. Seeing his sincerity, which seemed genuine, Lan Lingyu thought
to herself , "I never imagined this devil could admit his mistakes. But... how can I be his woman
? How can I like someone like that? This... this is absolutely impossible. What is there to like about him?"
Thinking suddenly recalled the guilty pleasure she felt when Murong Xiu violated her, and she was instantly filled with shame
. She hurriedly shook her head vigorously, thinking, "What... what's the point of thinking about this? Alas, what...
what should I do?"
Seeing her silent and frantically shaking her head, Murong Xiu felt as if a heavy hammer had struck
his chest . His heart sank, and he said, "Fine! Since that's how it is, I'll leave now and never bother you again."
With that, he turned to leave.
Lan Lingyu suddenly snapped out of her chaotic thoughts and cried out, "Wait! I... I..."
Murong Xiu who had already turned away, turned back upon hearing Lan Lingyu's cry. Lan Lingyu hesitated,
biting her lower lip gently before asking, "Great Murong, do you keep your word?" Murong Xiu replied, "Of course
not every word counts, but what I said just now was entirely true, so I don't need to lie to you."
Lan Lingyu hummed in agreement and whispered, "Alright, I'll believe you this once. You bullied me twice, used
obscene language, yet you also saved me twice, helping our Heroine Manor defend against a formidable enemy. Plus, you apologized for cutting
off your finger. Let's consider these things even. From now on, we're even. Don't treat me lightly again, and I won't speak ill of you
. As for you wanting me to be with you, that's something I can't agree to. This... these things aren't something you can just say and then decide
. You have to show sincerity. If I don't agree with you, you can't keep pestering me like before, forcing me to the point where I can't
take it anymore. I might hide away and commit suicide, and you won't feel any better then."
With these words, although she forgave Murong Xiu, she refused to let him take advantage of her, making it clear that
they were simply putting aside their past grievances. As for whether Murong Xiu could gain Lan Lingyu's approval, that depended on whether he had truly
changed and wasn't just using empty words. However, Lan Lingyu was, after all, a woman, and saying these words made her somewhat
embarrassed. She slightly turned her gaze away, avoiding Murong Xiu's eyes.
Murong Xiu was overjoyed upon hearing this, suddenly throwing his head back and laughing loudly, clearly extremely happy. Lan Lingyu's
face flushed, and she exclaimed, "What are you laughing at?" Murong Xiu laughed, "A great joyous occasion, how can I not laugh?"
Lan Lingyu stamped her foot, shouting, "Let me make this clear, we've only settled our past grievances, nothing else...
nothing else I promised you." Murong Xiu laughed, "Of course I understand. Haha, excellent!"
Hearing him laugh, Lan Lingyu felt her heart inexplicably pound, a sudden panic rising within her. She thought to herself, "Let him laugh all he wants
, what does it have to do with me?"
Suddenly, Murong... With a sway of his body, he grasped Lan Lingyu's hand and said, "Let's go back to the inn!"
Lan Lingyu felt a little shy as he held her hand and cried out, "What are you doing? Let go... let go!"
Murong Xiu laughed, "Didn't you want to see my sincerity and earnestness?" With a stomp of his foot, he carried
Lan Lingyu and ran swiftly, truly as fast as riding the wind. Lan Lingyu exerted no effort at all, only needing to follow along,
and felt the wind rushing past her ears, many times faster than when she ran at full speed.
Lan Lingyu cried out in alarm, "I...I didn't ask you to fawn over me like this." Murong Xiu laughed,
"But I do want to fawn over you, is that not allowed?" Lan Lingyu was speechless, silently letting him lead her. The disgust
she felt for Murong Xiu seemed to dissipate with the wind, and she felt that while the younger
Murong was indeed lovable and endearing, the older Murong wasn't truly as vicious as he seemed. However, what Murong Xiu
had done couldn't be easily forgiven, and she felt confused again, her thoughts tangled and
disorganized.
(Ten Scenes of Silk - Chapter 107)

Murong Xiu, with his superb lightness skill, carried Lan Lingyu at a brisk pace, and soon they returned to the inn where
everyone was staying. Little Murong was sitting on a bench in the lobby. Seeing the two enter, he immediately grinned and
said, "Big brother, Miss Lan, you're back!"
Lan Lingyu was startled for a moment, then lowered her head, shook off Murong Xiu's hand, and hurried upstairs. Little Murong tapped the bench lightly
with her fingers and smiled at Murong Xiu, "Brother, aren't you going to thank me?" Murong Xiu replied, "
Heh, thank you for what?" Little Murong chuckled, "If I hadn't informed you, you'd still be locked in your
room. How would you know you'd have this opportunity to talk to Miss Lan by the river?" Murong Xiu glared at her and said, "You
know your brother has never liked apologizing or thanking you. Why bother? Just consider it my thanks,
isn't that enough?" Little Murong blinked, smiling noncommittally.
That night, everyone stayed at the inn again, and nothing was said.
The next morning, as dawn broke, Shi Niangzi, Ling Yunxia, and the other four women from the Heroines Manor, knowing that Ren Jianqing had escaped danger
and considering the manor's vulnerability, decided to return first to prevent the Imperial Mausoleum Sect from taking advantage of the situation. As everyone saw them off,
Murong Xiu was nowhere to be seen. Wen Yuan was quite surprised and quietly asked Xiao Murong, "Where did Brother Murong go?
" Xiao Murong shrugged and laughed, "Where did Big Brother go? I can't guess." Wen Yuan saw that her smile
was meaningful and knew that Xiao Murong must have guessed it all, so why didn't she say so? He was puzzled but didn't
press her for details. He thought to himself, "I wonder what Xiao Yin is up to this time? I'll ask her in private instead of in front of others."
Lan Lingyu didn't see Murong Xiu and didn't know how she felt. She sighed softly,
said nothing , and rode off with her three sisters.
After the four women from Jin Guo Zhuang had gone far away, everyone returned to the inn. Han Xuqing asked, "Nephew Xiang,
how are your internal injuries? Are there any signs of blood turmoil that are difficult to heal?" Xiang Yang replied, "I'm much better now."
Han Xuqing nodded and said, "Your injury was caused by the 'Universal Divine Power.' This divine skill is
infinitely and should not be taken lightly. If your injury changes, you must immediately concentrate and regulate your breathing."
Ren Jianqing had been staying in the inn for two days and found it quite boring. Now that Shi Niangzi and the others had left, he didn't want
to stay in the inn all day. He said, "Senior Brother Han, there's nothing to do here. Why don't we go somewhere else,
somewhere far away from the capital? Staying in the room all day is really suffocating." Han Xuqing said, "No rush.
There is something that needs to be decided today. Once this matter is settled, you, your nephew Xiang, and your nephew Wen can
go or stay as you please." Ren Jianqing asked curiously, "What is it?"
Han Xuqing said, "This matter is of great importance to our sect. Nephews Xiang and Wen, niece Hua Xuan,
and Xi'er, all come and listen." As he spoke, he slowly walked up the steps, and Han Xi followed. Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan,
Hua Xuan, and the others exchanged glances, wondering what important matter Han Xuqing had to discuss, and followed behind. Ren Jianqing said, "
What's ?" Turning his head, he saw Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, and Zhao Wanyan standing still, and said
, "What are you standing there for? Come on up." Zi Yuan said, "If it's something important,
how can we listen if Mr. Han didn't tell us to come up?" Ren Jianqing laughed and said, "You three little girls are practically family,
what's the big deal?" The three girls blushed slightly and followed him.
The group arrived at a room and sat down. Han Xuqing said to Ren Jianqing, "Junior Brother Ren, in your
opinion , who in the martial arts world today can rival Senior Brother in skill?" Ren Jianqing pondered for a moment
and said, "Well, there are very few. Senior Brother Han, if you were to unleash your full power with the Guiding Sword Technique, you could probably
fight Senior Brother. Abbot Fanian of Shaolin Temple and Daoist Yunxiu of Wudang Sect should also be able to hold their own. Below them
are people like myself and Huang Zhonggui. Bai Chaoran of the Dianling Sect, if he were to use all his poison techniques, would also be formidable.
There might be a few others, but not many. " "
Han Xuqing said, "That's right. The Imperial Mausoleum Sect has a vast influence, with experts
lurking everywhere, from the palace to the marketplace. But what truly makes them stand out in the martial arts world is their senior brother's astonishing martial arts skills. Now, the senior
brother is searching for the 'Ten Scenery Silks.' If they truly contain exquisite martial arts techniques, then they will be even more difficult to deal with.
The senior brother is ambitious, and the Imperial Mausoleum Sect has many unorthodox sects, making them a major concern for the martial arts world." Ren Jianqing asked,
"According to you, what should we do now?" Han Xuqing replied, "If Junior Brother Hua were alive, he..." " Having mastered
many of our sect's unique skills, you'll surely be able to deal with our senior brother." He glanced at Hua Xuan and added, "My dear niece, you
are Junior Brother Hua's only daughter..." Hua Xuan quickly replied, "Uncle Han,
please . That's what my father always called me." Xiang Yang said, "Yes, Uncle Han, all that 'my dear niece' and 'my dear niece
' is so awkward."
Han Xuqing smiled slightly and said, "Alright. Xuan'er, you are Junior Brother Hua's only beloved daughter, so you should have received
the most martial arts from our sect, right?" Hua Xuan was taken aback and said, "This..." …There are more, but there are many I
haven't practiced; I've just memorized them. Father said I can't cultivate martial arts enough, and there are some skills I can't practice yet.” Han
Xuqing said, “Hmm, among these skills, there must be the ‘Universal Divine Power’?” Hua Xuan was silent for a moment, then
said in a low voice, “Yes, I…I also remember that.” The internal
energy that Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan practiced was the “Nine Revolutions Profound Skill.” Although it was subtle and profound, it was ultimately
not as vast and profound as the “Universal Divine Power.” However, Hua Xuanqing did not pass on this most profound divine skill to
the two of them. Hearing that Hua Xuan knew the cultivation method of "Universal Divine Power," they were greatly surprised, but
not particularly concerned. Xiang Yang thought to himself, "Master didn't pass this skill on to me, but to my junior sister. He must have
his reasons." Wen Yuan thought, "My martial arts are inferior to my senior brother's. Since he didn't learn it,
it's only natural that Master didn't pass it on to me."
But then they heard Han Xuqing say, "This 'Universal Divine Power' is truly the number one divine skill of our sect. When combined with other martial arts such as Nine Thunder Palm,
Compass Sword, Eight Directions Wind Rope, and Cloud Dragon Leg, it has all sorts of mysterious and unpredictable variations
. Long Yuqing learned this divine skill and also practiced the Imperial Mausoleum Sect's techniques..." "This is a unique martial art within the sect. The more you practice, the faster and
higher your skill becomes, making you even more invincible. Xuan'er, this Universal Divine Power was
passed down only to your father and Long Yuqing. To defeat Long Yuqing, we also need to rely on this divine skill. From today onwards, you and your three senior brothers will begin
practicing this skill."
Hua Xuan was startled and hurriedly said, "That won't do, Uncle Han! My father specifically instructed me before he passed away that
I could only pass on this martial art to either Senior Brother Xiang or Senior Brother Wen..." She paused slightly, glanced at
Wen Yuan , her cheeks flushed slightly, and whispered, "Senior Brother Wen, I really want to tell you, but... Xiang..."
"Senior Brother's martial arts are quite high. According to Father's last words, it should be passed on to Senior Brother Xiang." Wen Yuan said, "Since Master
has already made arrangements, then so be it." Xiang Yang shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily true. In another year or two
, your martial arts might surpass mine."
Han Xuqing said, "In another year or two, Long Yuqing's martial arts will have deepened further. This matter cannot
be delayed any longer. Xuan'er, Junior Brother Hua's instructions were given when the situation was different from now. There's no need to stick to them. Xi'er, the four of
you will begin practicing 'Universal Divine Power' from today. Although it will be very difficult to catch up with Long Yuqing's level, if
you persevere, you will be able to achieve something in the future." "Yes, I will certainly practice diligently." Han Xi said, "
But Hua Xuan's expression turned solemn. He said, "Uncle Han, this really won't do! My father once told me that the Universal
Divine Power is the supreme martial art of our sect, and it should only be passed on to one person per generation, not just casually. My father said that he and
another senior brother in the sect both learned this skill, and one of them must have been taught it without being allowed to. Because of this
, my father had a dispute with that person, and they became irreconcilable enemies. I didn't know before, but now I know it was
our eldest uncle. Uncle Han, I'm sorry, I can only pass it on to you." " Even I myself can't practice it if I give it to someone else
."
Han Xuqing frowned, remaining silent for a long while before finally saying, "Very well, Junior Brother Hua has already made arrangements
, so just follow them. However, this will inevitably slow down the progress in dealing with Long Yuqing's forces."
Ren Jianqing , who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly said, "Senior Brother Han, you've studied the Compass Sword for many years, why not
impart more of its subtleties to Brother Wen? This would
greatly ." Han Xuqing replied, "Junior Brother Ren is joking, I'm learning..." " The Compass Sword I received is
exactly ; there is no difference whatsoever. Yuan'er has naturally already grasped the essence of the Compass Sword, so what
can I possibly impart to him?"
After saying this, Han Xuqing turned to Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan and said, "Yang'er, Yuan'er, your
martial arts skills are already quite strong, but the Imperial Mausoleum Sect has countless experts, so don't be careless. In addition,
there are still formidable figures in the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and even under Prince Jingwei, there are experts like Lu Daoren. From now on, when you travel the martial world
, you must never be careless." Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan agreed in unison.
When Zhao Wanyan heard Han Xuqing mention Prince Jingwei, her heart trembled slightly, and she unconsciously sighed
. Xiang Yang asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Zhao Wanyan said, "I...I'm worried that one day, Father will send people
to chase after us. What will we do then? I...I really don't know what to say. The people from White Tiger Stronghold somehow
came to the capital that day and caused such a commotion. I wonder how Father and the others are doing?"
Seeing the worry in her expression, Xiang Yang knew she was torn. He said, "Wanyan, do
n't worry we'll make a plan."
Wen Yuan said, "Senior brother, your internal injuries haven't healed yet. It's too dangerous for you to sneak into the capital like this. I
should go instead." Xiang Yang said, "I'm the only one who knows Prince Jingwei's residence best. It will be
easier ."
Xiao Murong suddenly asked, "Does Prince Jingwei's residence in the capital have any powerful traps or hidden weapons?"
Xiang Yang said, "No." Xiao Murong smiled and said, "That makes things easier. We can just leave it to him." " You should
stay here and keep Miss Zhao company. Otherwise, if you go, Miss Zhao will worry that you've gotten
into a fight with a master from the Prince's mansion, and that would be even worse."
Xiang Yang glanced at Zhao Wanyan and saw that she was also staring at him nervously. He thought that what Xiao Murong said was true
, so he said, "Alright, Junior Brother, I'll have to trouble you. Be careful."
Zi Yuan suddenly said, "Yin Sister, why don't you go with Young Master Wen? If you really encounter any
difficulties , you can help him." Xiao Murong had this intention, but she didn't say it first. She wanted to secretly
follow Wen Yuan. Now that Zi Yuan spoke up first, she turned to look at Wen Yuan and smiled, "Will you let
me go with you?" Wen Yuan smiled slightly, nodded in agreement, cupped his hands to Han Xuqing and Ren Jianqing, and said, "
Uncle Han, Uncle Ren, I'm going now." He took Xiao Murong out of the room, went downstairs,
and left the inn for the capital. Ten Scenes of Silk (
108 )
=== ... Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong saw this but didn't think much of it and continued walking. After walking for a while, they overheard people talking by the roadside: "Was that a scout delivering military intelligence? I haven't heard of any fighting lately." Another person said, "Who knows? It's only been one morning, and this is the fifth or sixth one . A horse gallops past in the blink of an eye." Xiao Murong whispered, "Hey, did you hear that? What's going on?" Wen Yuan was startled and said, "Perhaps something went wrong at the border, and a fast horse is sending a warning. Is there anything wrong with that?" Xiao Murong said, " Nothing's wrong. I'm afraid the Imperial Mausoleum Squad discovered our inn and went to inform Long Yuqing." Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he said, "That's not impossible. We should hurry back, just in case." The two arrived at the residence of Prince Jingwei, went around to the back wall, and climbed over it. Wen Yuan chuckled, "Every time I come here, I have to sneak around like this." Little Murong glanced at him and laughed, " What else do you want? You can't just walk in openly, can you?" Wen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Even my senior brother probably can't just walk in openly right now . Let's go ahead and scout around." The two moved lightly, using the flowering trees for cover, and quietly bypassed the backyard . Although maids and servants passed by along the way, they didn't notice anything. When they reached the front hall, they heard voices coming from behind the window, as if someone was talking about something. Little Murong gestured for Wen Yuan to come and listen. The two leaned close to the window, listening intently while keeping their eyes peeled for anyone approaching. A deep, resonant voice said, "These three thieves have escaped the capital. Although they are not easy to track down..."

"But apart from Tong Wanhu, whose martial arts are superior, the other two are not to be feared. Your Highness only needs to send more guards
to ." Another middle-aged male voice hummed in agreement and said, "Master Lu, this matter will be handled by you.
"
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong recognized the first person as Master Lu and the second as Prince Jingwei, Zhao Tingrui
. Zhao Tingrui then said, "Tong Wanhu and his ilk dared to come to the capital to cause me trouble. What are they plotting?
We must investigate thoroughly. Master Lu, is there any news on Wanyan's whereabouts?"
Master Lu said, "The white tiger that carried the princess away killed many guards outside the city, but
the princess is nowhere to be found. This white tiger is very supernatural and not an ordinary wild beast. I believe the princess should be safe and sound."
Zhao Tingrui said, "That's true, but it's still hard to feel at ease. Send more people out of the city to search, and make sure you
find Wanyan." Lu Daoren said, "This humble Taoist will comply."
Zhao Tingrui pondered for a moment, then asked, "How is the Imperial Mausoleum Sect doing?" Lu Daoren said, "Reporting to
Your Highness , Long Yuqing sent Yan Hongshan, Wei Gaoxin, and others to search for that group, but they haven't found any clues yet. Han
Xuqing and Ren Jianqing are both extremely skilled in martial arts; unless Long Yuqing personally intervenes, it will be difficult to intercept them."
Zhao Tingrui snorted and said, "Send someone to make it clear to Long Yuqing that if they find that brat Xiang Yang..." "Don't let him
have a chance to meet Wanyan. Kill him immediately. This kid has been going against
us Wanyan is bewitched by him, and Long Yuqing might use this as an excuse to make things difficult for us again
. We should deal with him as soon as possible." Lu Daoren replied without hesitation, "That's exactly right."
Wen Yuan was furious upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Senior Brother saved Miss Zhao from White Tiger Village, and this Prince Jingwei
actually disregards the kindness and doesn't even consider Miss Zhao's feelings, yet he's so ruthless towards Senior Brother." Little Murong felt his
hand tighten, knowing he was angry, and quickly gave him a wink. Wen Yuan understood and nodded, indicating that
he wouldn't act impulsively.
Zhao Tingrui said, "It's a real pity we didn't manage to force Ren Jianqing to reveal the Ten Scenery Silk. Hmm, go to the palace
and inform Eunuch Wang to bring up that matter again, and remember to bring a generous gift. Long Yuqing doesn't understand
the ways of the powerful in the palace, so we'll have to handle things with Eunuch Wang. Hurry up, don't delay." Lu Daoren responded
, and with a few footsteps, he was already out of the room. Zhao Tingrui didn't say anything more.
Xiao Murong whispered, "Let's go out quickly, I have an idea." Wen Yuan asked, "What is it?"
Xiao Murong said, "It's hard to say here." Wen Yuan nodded. Anyway, they had already finished investigating for Zhao Wanyan, so
there was no point in staying any longer. The two of them quietly left the mansion and went to an alley next to the residence. Wen Yuan asked, "Xiao Yin
, what's your idea?"
Xiao Murong replied, "According to what Prince Jingwei said at the end, they were also colluding with some eunuch.
What kind of person do you think this eunuch is?" Wen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be Wang Zhen? Hmm,
that's right . Prince Jingwei, being a prince, would need to send gifts to curry favor with someone of such power. Only Wang Zhen would have that kind of authority." He
recalled that when he first arrived in the capital, he had seen Wang Zhen's nephew, Wang Shan. Others fawned over him and tried desperately to curry favor, which made Wang Zhen's
power even greater. He immediately thought of him.
Little Murong laughed, "You and I think exactly the same thing." Wen Yuan said, "Prince Jingwei sent
a master like Lu Daoren personally, so there must be something important going on, and it's said to be related to Long Yuqing. Could it be that Wang Zhen is also involved in
the plan to seize the Ten Jing Silk?" Little Murong said, "I can't figure that out. However, this matter is
worth investigating." Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, "Investigate? How do you plan to investigate?" Little Murong blinked and
laughed, "Naturally, I'll follow Lu Daoren into the inner palace, that's how I'll investigate."
Wen Yuan was startled and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No! No!" Little Murong said, "Why
not ?" Wen Yuan said seriously, "Xiao Yin, the inner palace is heavily guarded, this is no joke." "It's just for fun. There's no need to take this risk to find out
what Master Lu is talking about; we can always find out later.
Breaking into —isn't that just asking for trouble?"
Little Murong chuckled. "I've taken that risk before, what's there to be afraid of?" Wen Yuan was taken aback and
asked, "What?" Little Murong said, "Last year, my elder brother brought me to the capital. I was wandering the streets
when I ran into some Imperial Guards who spoke rudely to me. When my brother found out, he took me into the palace and
arrested them one by one. He cut out their tongues, stripped them naked, and hung them upside down in
the Imperial Garden . We were in the palace in broad daylight back then too." She chuckled as she spoke.
Wen Yuan secretly clicked his tongue, thinking, "Brother Murong is truly audacious. With his abilities, this matter doesn't
seem difficult at all." He then said, "That's true, but Master Lu's martial arts are profound.
If we follow him, we're afraid he'll notice." Little Murong said, "Of course we can't really follow him. We need to enter the palace
first , then find Wang Zhen and wait for Master Lu to meet him. That would be much easier. Wang Zhen doesn't know
any martial arts, does he?"
Wen Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Yin, I haven't considered this. If you're really confident,
then 's go." Little Murong smiled and said, "I'm 99% confident. The rest is up to fate." Wen Yuan smiled
and said, "Alright, let's go." Without saying anything more, the two headed straight for the inner city, naturally avoiding the Meridian Gate
and taking a detour to avoid being intercepted and questioned.
For ordinary people, sneaking into the palace would be incredibly difficult, but Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong, each possessing exceptional skills,
easily scaled the walls of the forbidden garden, which were as impenetrable as copper or iron for others. Xiao Murong had been to the palace before and, though not familiar with
its layout, used her superb lightness skill to traverse the gardens. Despite the numerous guards, maids, and eunuchs,
none noticed the two uninvited guests.
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong, cautious and unsure where to find Wang Zhen, wandered around until they reached a
garden. Suddenly, amidst the shadows of the flowers, they saw a maid and a young eunuch hurrying towards them, their movements hurried, as if they had
urgent business. Xiao Murong's mind raced, and she whispered, "Take them down, change their clothes, just in case."
Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, "Doesn't that mean I have to disguise myself as a eunuch?" Xiao Murong laughed, "If I disguise you as a guard,
once you're discovered, you'll be questioned for passwords and signals, immediately giving yourself away. Being a eunuch is much easier." Wen Yuan sighed helplessly and
said, "Alright!" In a flash, the two of them acted together.
The palace maid and the eunuch were only focused on walking forward, unaware that someone was hiding nearby. Wen Yuan appeared
behind them, and with a flick of his sleeve, struck their pressure points without making a sound. They immediately stopped breathing and
slowly collapsed to the ground. Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong moved the palace maid and the eunuch to a grove of flowers and changed their clothes.
Xiao Murong glanced at Wen Yuan's eunuch attire and couldn't help but chuckle. Wen Yuan said angrily, "What are you laughing at? If..."
"If I really become a eunuch, let's see if you can still laugh!" Little Murong stuck out his tongue and laughed, "Then I'll cry
." Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Let's go."
The two walked quietly for a while. Although they had changed their clothes, they still hid along the way. After all,
this was just a backup plan, and it was best not to be discovered. After wandering around for a while, they suddenly heard a delicate voice
coming from , saying, "Your Majesty, what exactly happened just now? Why have so many
reports come in one after another?" (
Ten Scenes of Silk (109))
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This young man was none other than Zhu Qizhen, the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty, whose reign title was Zhengtong, and who would later be known as Emperor Yingzong . Emperor Zhengtong had reigned for fourteen years, and since the death of Empress Dowager Zhang, power had been concentrated in the hands of the eunuch Wang Zhen, leading to widespread corruption and chaos in the court. Wen Yuan, listening to Zhengtong's words, secretly shook his head, thinking, "The 'scholar' the emperor is referring to is most likely Wang Zhen. Wang Zhen may be adept at manipulating power and possess some cleverness, but he may not have real learning; can he truly handle such important military matters?" The woman was one of Zhengtong's favorite concubines, titled Consort Hui. She had no talent for matters of state and was merely keeping Zhengtong company with jokes and laughter, while offering him wine. Zhengtong was troubled and restless, repeatedly raising and lowering his wine cup , clearly unable to settle his mind until Wang Zhen arrived. A moment later, a young eunuch came to report, "Your Majesty, Eunuch Wang has arrived." Zhengtong's face lit up with joy, and he quickly said, "Please come in, please come in!" The young eunuch hurriedly withdrew, and a moment later, a middle-aged eunuch approached, his demeanor rather cunning. It was none other than Wang Zhen, the powerful eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial . Zhengtong went to greet him, saying, "Sir, you've finally arrived. The Oirat Mongols have invaded Datong. In your opinion, what should be done?" Wang Zhen seemed nonchalant, smiling, "Your Majesty need not worry, I already have a plan." This Wang Zhen had been castrated at a young age and entered the palace, serving in the Inner Study. When Zhengtong was still the Crown Prince, he served him in his studies , diligently trying to please him. From a young age, Zhengtong had taken a liking to this eloquent and clever eunuch, later addressing him as "Sir ." After assuming personal rule, he appointed Wang Zhen to the position of Directorate of Ceremonial. In the Ming Dynasty, the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs had a position called the "Grand Secretary Eunuch," responsible for presenting memorials from ministers to the emperor. After Emperor Xuanzong, many eunuchs received literary instruction in the Inner Study Hall, acquiring some literary skills. These individuals frequently served as Grand Secretary Eunuchs, and sometimes the emperor even had trusted Grand Secretary Eunuchs draft and approve documents on his behalf . Emperor Zhengtong, young and inexperienced, often spent his free time playing and having fun with his concubines. It was precisely at these times that Wang Zhen presented his memorials . Emperor Zhengtong, impatient, would often simply say, "You handle these matters!" without any regard for the content of the memorials. Wang Zhen, of course, was more than happy to oblige, and without needing to fathom the emperor 's intentions, he would simply relay his own ideas to the ministers. Emperor Zhengtong's reliance on Wang Zhen to this extent was tantamount to handing over immense power. Wang Zhen's arrogance and authority were unmatched in the court. On this particular day, urgent military news arrived: the Oirat Mongols had invaded, and upon closer examination, Wang Zhen was also implicated. The Oirat were originally a Mongol tribe, descendants of the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the Oirat Khan was Toghtoa Bukha, while Grand Tutor Esen held power, leaving Toghtoa Bukha with only the empty title of Khan. Esen had sent envoys to pay tribute of horses in exchange for goods and rewards from the Ming Dynasty, thus maintaining peace between the two countries. Esen harbored ambitions and intended to wage war against the Central Plains, but lacking a pretext, he hesitated to act, as an army without a legitimate cause could not command respect. However, after Wang Zhen seized power, in order to extort gold and silver, he drastically reduced the rewards and lowered the price the Oirat received for exchanging horses at the "horse market." The Oirat envoys sent to pay tribute of horses numbered two thousand, but falsely claimed three thousand, intending to obtain more rewards. However, their trick was seen through, and the Ministry of Rites awarded rewards according to the actual number, denying all those who had falsely claimed rewards. The requested gold and silk were also reduced to only 20%. Esen was filled with shame and anger, and felt that the Ming Dynasty had intentionally humiliated him, so he launched a large-scale invasion, with Datong bearing the brunt of the attack. At the very first clash, Wu Hao, the military commander of Datong, was killed in battle. On the same day, Song Ying, the Marquis of Xining, and Zhu Mian, the Earl of Wujin, led troops to the rescue , clashing with the Oirat Mongols at Yanghe, where both were killed in action. The Oirat cavalry swept through the Ming army like a whirlwind, and alarms rained down on the capital. Emperor Zhengtong was understandably anxious and immediately sought advice from his most trusted advisor, Mr. Wang Zhen. Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong, hiding behind the artificial hill, overheard Wang Zhen's confident words, exchanged a glance, and shook their heads in complete disapproval. Zhengtong was overjoyed and kept asking, "What brilliant plan ?" Wang Zhen smiled and said slowly, "Our Taizu and Chengzu Emperors were both personally experienced in battle. Emperor Taizu drove the Mongol Tartars out of the Central Plains, destroyed the Yuan Dynasty, and established this great Ming Dynasty. What divine might that was! Emperor Chengzu also personally led several campaigns against the Tartars and Oirats, greatly enhancing the prestige of our nation. Today, it is only the Oirats who are invading. Can they possibly defeat the Yuan Dynasty's army of yesteryear? With the strength of our army, why should we worry about not being able to repel the enemy?" Zhengtong nodded in agreement. Wang Zhen continued, "Your Majesty is in the prime of your life, with your strength at its peak. The Oirat dares to invade our borders; this is the perfect opportunity for Your Majesty to make a name for yourself. Your Majesty can personally lead a large army, a royal expedition, and use Your Majesty's divine power to subdue these barbaric barbarians. This will bring the entire northern desert under the Ming Dynasty's control, creating a great achievement comparable to that of Emperor Taizu. Wouldn't that be a monumental feat for all ages?" Hearing this, Wen Yuan was utterly bewildered, thinking, "This Wang Zhen is truly a mediocre talent ! The situation when Emperor Taizu conquered the world is vastly different from now; how can they be compared? A royal expedition..." "What good would that do? We should immediately dispatch elite troops and capable generals to the front lines to provide reinforcements and resist the Oirat advance . Why must the emperor himself come?" Little Murong also felt that Wang Zhen's words were too rash, thinking to himself, "No matter how muddle-headed this emperor , he wouldn't be so stupid as to listen to this plan, would he? This can't even be considered a plan at all." Unexpectedly, Zhengtong clapped his hands and said, "Exactly! Very good, then please quickly summon all the officials , I will issue an edict to personally lead the troops to conquer the Oirat." Wang Zhen said happily, "Your Majesty is wise and decisive, truly inheriting the spirit of your ancestors ."

This "imperial expedition" was decided in just a few words, leaving Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong
utterly astonished. They both thought, "How could such a thing happen?" They looked at each other blankly,
finding it both unbelievable and absurd. Xiao Murong leaned close to Wen Yuan's ear and whispered, "This emperor is a fool.
He might just be leading this expedition for his own eternity." Wen Yuan remained silent, thinking, "The emperor is
the supreme ruler of the country; every move he makes affects the nation. Such a hasty decision to launch an expedition could
lead to endless trouble." They heard Zhengtong and Wang Zhen discuss the matter for a while, but nothing else of great importance came of it. Wang Zhen then withdrew to
gather the ministers. Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong sneaked into the Nine Palaces to find out what Lu Daoren and Wang Zhen were talking about
. When they saw Wang Zhen leave, they wanted to secretly follow him, but Wang Zhen went in the other direction of the pavilion
. If the two of them wanted to follow, they would have to pass through the pavilion, which would immediately expose them to the emperor and others. It would be one thing to knock out
the palace maids and eunuchs, but if they knocked out the emperor, there would be chaos in the palace.
As Wen Yuan pulled Xiao Murong along, intending to quietly bypass the octagonal pavilion, Consort Hui suddenly said,
"Your Majesty, are you really going to personally lead the expedition? There are sandstorms in the north, and the climate is terrible. Your Majesty should take care of your health.
Perhaps you shouldn't go!" Zhengtong replied, "This idea came from the Master, so there must be a reason behind it
. I trust him. Back then, during the Luchuan Rebellion, the Master insisted on sending troops. Although there were many who opposed him in the court, we still
won. This time, I will take Long Yuqing with me and order him to protect me. That should ensure everything goes smoothly
."
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong had already started to leave, but upon hearing Zhengtong mention Long Yuqing, they immediately became alert, stopped
, and remained hidden behind the artificial hill. Consort Hui asked, "Isn't Long Yuqing supposed to be guarding the ancestral tombs?
Why does Your Majesty want him to accompany you?" Zhengtong replied, "My dear consort, you don't know this. Long Yuqing is exceptionally skilled,
even surpassing Yang Hong, Shi Heng, and Fan Zhong. There is no general in the court as brave and fierce as him. With him by our side, we will have a greater chance
of victory in this battle." Wen Yuan thought to himself, "Speaking of generals, they don't necessarily need to have the skills of Long Yuqing. They should be well-versed in
military strategy and know how to attack, defend, advance, and retreat. This is different from what martial arts masters seek. However, even the emperor
may not be able to distinguish between them."
Consort Hui sighed, "Your Majesty, while you are away on campaigns, I am left alone in the palace. I don't know how
lonely . How can I relieve this longing day and night?" Her implication was that she still did not want Zhengtong to personally lead the
campaign against the Oirat Mongols. When Emperor Zhengtong was young, he listened to Wang Zhen's words and thought that the Oirats were just a bunch of border barbarians.
Even if they were temporarily powerful, how could they be a match for the Ming Dynasty's army? From the reigns of Emperors Renzong and Xuanzong until
the death of the Empress Dowager, the country had been peaceful and prosperous. At this time, the government had been ruined by Wang Zhen. It was laughable
that Emperor Zhengtong trusted Wang Zhen so much that he didn't know about his reckless behavior. He thought that the world was peaceful and stable, and even if
the Oirats invaded, there was nothing to fear. Although Consort Hui tried to persuade him, he just ignored her and smiled
. He put his arm around Consort Hui and said, "My dear consort, don't worry. After I return victorious, I will come back to make merry with you." He then waved his hand to the side
and said, "You may all leave!" The palace maids obeyed and left, heading towards the artificial hill. Wen Yuan and
Xiao Murong moved quietly, avoiding the palace maids' path.
After the four palace maids left, Xiao Murong whispered, "If we listen any longer, it seems they won't be talking about
anything important with Long Yuqing." Wen Yuan nodded and said, "Let's go after Wang Zhen." But the two were
distracted by Zhengtong's words for a moment, and Wang Zhen had already gone far away, disappearing to some palace. They
could . "The Emperor wants him to summon the officials immediately," Xiao Murong whispered. "He probably doesn't have time to see Lu
Daoren. Let's wait a bit. The Emperor will meet with Wang Zhen again later to issue an edict,
and then we can follow him." Wen Yuan said, "That's one way..."
Suddenly, they heard a few soft moans coming from the pavilion, seemingly from Consort Hui.
After , Consort Hui called out softly, "Your Majesty...ah...ah ah..." After a few more calls,
Emperor Zhengtong laughed and said, "I am about to go on a campaign, and I won't see you for quite a while. You'd better do your best today
." Consort Hui gasped, "Your Majesty...I know...ah, Your Majesty...please come..."
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong exchanged silent glances, only then realizing why Emperor Zhengtong had dismissed the palace maids. It turned out
he intended to have his way with Consort Hui in this pavilion. He must have been in a good mood after hearing Wang Zhen's encouragement, and faced with Consort Hui's soft words and
charming expression, he was momentarily aroused. Seeing that Xiao Murong's face was flushed, Wen Yuan felt quite embarrassed and said
softly "Let's wait somewhere else." Xiao Murong whispered, "Where else can we go?
If we go too far, we won't be able to hear or see anything, and we won't even know if the emperor leaves." Wen Yuan was at a loss and could only say,
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Xiao Murong hadn't expected to encounter such a situation, and her cheeks flushed red. She whispered, "Since we can't leave, we can
only stay. What else can we do? We'll just not listen or look." Hearing Consort Hui's moans
coming from her ears, Wen Yuan hesitated and thought to himself, "Not looking is fine, but how can we not hear them?" He had no idea what to do
at the moment , so he covered his ears with his hands, but the delicate voice still drifted in bit by bit.
Little Murong felt flustered. She braced herself against the artificial hill with one hand and gently touched her chest with the other, taking a few deep breaths
. Her eyelashes fluttered occasionally. She turned to look at Wen Yuan and saw that he was covering his ears. She couldn't help but laugh and whispered,
"You think you can't hear me like this?" Wen Yuan said, "I can't hear you." Little Murong laughed and said, "Is that
so? Then how do you know what I just said?" Wen Yuan smiled and said, "It's your voice,
of course I can hear it clearly." Little Murong blushed and suddenly hugged Wen Yuan's neck, gently kissing him twice
. She whispered, "They're doing it, and I want it too."
Wen Yuan was startled and gently pushed Little Murong away. He whispered, "Xiao Yin, don't be silly.
This the forbidden garden of the imperial palace." As soon as he finished speaking, Consort Hui suddenly let out a series of sweet moans, extremely seductive. It seemed that
they hadn't yet gotten to the main event. He wondered what Zheng Tong had done to her. Little Murong squinted slightly, her fingers lightly touching
her lips, and smiled sweetly, saying softly, "So what if it's the palace? We can do it quietly, that'll be fine.
You...you haven't slept with me these past few days, I really want it."
Wen Yuan didn't expect Little Murong to be so bold, and he panicked, thinking, "Do it quietly? Absolutely impossible
. When Xiao Yin gets into it, she can't control anything, and we'll definitely be discovered." He
shook head repeatedly, saying, "Let's do it when we get back, it won't work here." As he spoke, Consort Hui cried out softly,
and her proper breathing became heavy, but there wasn't a single tender word of love, her joyful sounds were particularly
filled with lust.
Little Murong tilted her head slowly, pouted her cherry lips, and said, "I just want to do it here
. It's a rare opportunity to come here. If you don't agree, I'll never talk to you again." Wen Yuan's heart stirred
, thinking, "Xiao Yin said the same thing to Brother Murong, and now she's saying it to me." He knew that
Murong Xiu was Little Murong's only close relative, and his position in her heart was irreplaceable. These words clearly showed that he and
Murong Xiu were now on equal footing, or even the most important person to Little Murong.
Thinking of this, Wen Yuan gently embraced Xiao Murong and whispered in her ear, "I can't live without you
talking ." Hearing this, Xiao Murong felt a surge of sweetness, smiled shyly,
and whispered, "Alright, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. We can do it again when we get back." She had been
captivated by the intimate scene between Zheng Tong and Hui Fei, and in a moment of excitement and desire, she suddenly had the idea of being intimate with Wen Yuan. Now, having regained
her senses, she knew this idea was too far-fetched and immediately dismissed it. However, hearing Hui Fei's cries, her heart
remained restless. Curiosity arose, and she peeked slightly towards the pavilion beyond the artificial hill.
There, in the pavilion, lay a half-naked beauty, her upper body reclining on a round stone table, her chest completely exposed. Her
full, snowy breasts were being kneaded and manipulated by Zheng Tong, as if trying to squeeze something out. No wonder Hui Fei was crying out
so ecstatically. He had already removed his imperial robes, but was still wearing trousers. His expression was one of barely suppressed desire. He touched Consort Hui
a few times, then reached for his belt, though it was difficult to undo with one hand. Consort Hui was panting heavily, her eyes seemingly about to overflow with tears
. Beads of sweat glistened on her fair, rosy skin; she too was aroused. Little Murong glanced at him and felt
her face burn. She quickly shrank back, nestled in Wen Yuan's arms, and whispered, "They...they're about to
start." Wen Yuan hummed in agreement and whispered, "Don't look." He tightened his grip on Little Murong
, a surge of heat rising in his lower body. Looking at Little Murong's fiery cheeks, a mixture of shyness and allure, he felt a
sudden flutter in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.
(Chapter 110)
※This chapter contains rare characters in the names; a note is added: 邝: pronounced like "旷野" (kuangye).
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Consort Hui's upper body rested on the table, her beautiful flesh swaying back and forth, her mouth uttering incessant moans, displaying the utmost wantonness. Her delicate brows furrowed, her cherry lips exhaling rapidly as she cried out, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... have mercy... oh... ah... I... can't take it... oh... ah..." Her cries seemed to bolster the emperor's power, her movements becoming increasingly rapid. Little Murong, blushing crimson, turned her head towards Wen Yuan and whispered, "They've started." Wen Yuan opened his eyes and smiled, "Don't look, or you'll lose control again." Little Murong's face flushed, and she said, "How come you seem unaffected? I... I really can't resist. If you want it now, I'll give it to you right away ." As she spoke, Little Murong's face was completely red, indescribably adorable, but clearly overwhelmed by passion , lacking any seductive charm. Wen Yuan, witnessing this, felt a stimulation a hundred times greater than the sounds of passion he heard. He quickly took a deep breath, calmed himself, and whispered, "The place isn't right, the timing isn't right! If it weren't for that, I 'd like to too." Little Murong blushed and whispered, "Anyway, I'll listen to you. We'll resolve it when we get back, but you can't go word." Wen Yuan gently kissed her cheek and smiled, "How could I bear to?" Little Murong lowered her head, smiling shyly. In the midst of their conversation, Consort Hui's cries grew increasingly urgent, as if she had lost her mind and could no longer bear it . Little Murong turned her head to look again and saw that Zheng Tong's movements were extremely rapid, several times faster than at the beginning, and his breathing intensified, as if he had reached a crucial moment. Xiao Murong was slightly taken aback and whispered, "It seems like they're almost done. How come it's so fast?" Sure enough, after only a couple of moments, Consort Hui cried out in anguish, "Ahhh... Your Majesty, you're too amazing ... No... Ugh... Oh... I really can't take it anymore... Ah, um, ahhh!" Her snow-white body trembled violently, followed by Zhengtong's heavy breathing. His body shuddered slightly, then twitched a couple more times before stopping, clearly indicating that the Emperor had already shown him great favor. Xiao Murong was quite surprised that the two finished so quickly. After a moment of stunned silence, she whispered, "Hey , they're done." Wen Yuan was also taken aback and said, "So fast?" Xiao Murong laughed, "I suppose His Majesty health isn't good, and he couldn't last long." Although Xiao Murong was joking, it wasn't far off. Zhengtong was the Emperor, and although young, he already had many beauties in his harem. Even if he only favored one person each night, if it happened every night, even the strongest body couldn't withstand it. The emperor, though said to be of inexhaustible strength, may not possess boundless stamina. While Zhengtong was not a licentious ruler , with so many concubines and palace women, even restraint was impossible, especially for a young man like himself. How could he not indulge in the pleasures of beautiful women? Over time, he would inevitably suffer from waning stamina. Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong, both intelligent, quickly realized that Consort Hui's moans and cries were likely not genuine, but rather an attempt to please Zhengtong. Xiao Murong sighed softly, " What pleasure is there in these concubines flattering the emperor?" Zhengtong and Consort Hui finished dressing, and after a while, a eunuch came to report that all the court officials had arrived at the Fengtian Hall. Zhengtong ordered Consort Hui to return to her palace first, while he went to meet the officials. Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong used their lightness skills to follow from a distance, but following Zhengtong into the Fengtian Hall would inevitably attract attention . Therefore, they only identified the location of the Fengtian Hall and then went around to enter. The two men turned left and right, quietly entering the Fengtian Hall. Hidden in the shadows, they saw a group of civil and military officials , including Wang Zhen. The Zhengtong Emperor, seated on the dragon throne, had also just arrived. The Zhengtong Emperor said , "The Oirat Grand Tutor Esen has invaded the borders of our Great Ming Dynasty. Do any of you ministers have a plan to respond?" Wen Yuan thought to himself, "You and Wang Zhen have already decided to personally lead the campaign. What can anyone else say about a response?" Sure enough, he saw Wang Zhen open his mouth, about to utter those words. Suddenly, a civil official stepped forward from the crowd...

Before him, the man said, "Your Majesty, I have devised a plan that I am confident can repel the enemy."
To avoid being caught in the gazes of the many officials in the hall, Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong hid far behind the assembled ministers, unable to see the
man's face. However, upon hearing his accent, Wen Yuan suddenly remembered that this man was none other than Yu Qian, the Left Vice Minister of War
. When Yu Qian first arrived in the capital, he had seen Shao Fei go to his residence to demand the Ten-Jing Silk. Zheng Tong asked, "What is your
strategy, Minister Yu?"
Yu Qian replied, "The Oirats are a foreign tribe from beyond the Great Wall. Although they are exceptionally brave, when it comes to military deployment
, they are not particularly formidable. We should reinforce the defenses of Kexuan Prefecture, Yanghe, and Datong, and also station heavy troops at Juyong Pass and
Zijing . Guo Jing, the military supervisor of Datong, is not skilled in either combat or defense; it would be best to replace him to better defend against
the Oirats." Zheng Tong hummed in agreement but remained silent.
Wang Zhen, listening nearby, was furious. He thought to himself, "Guo Jing is my confidant. Aren't you openly
opposing me?" He immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Yu Qian, step back! No need for further words! His Majesty has
decided to personally lead the campaign against the Oirats. In three days, an army of 500,000 will depart, and all officials will accompany him."
Wang Zhen's words caused the entire court to pale.
While Wang Zhen's interruption of Yu Qian was not particularly alarming, the fact that the Emperor would personally lead the campaign was no small matter. Furthermore, the idea of preparing
provisions and was utterly absurd. Yu Qian, his expression stern, looked directly at the Emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, is this true?"
Seeing Yu Qian's intense gaze, even the Emperor himself was startled
. He quickly averted his eyes and said, "Indeed, I will personally lead the army to subdue the Oirats."
The Emperor's words were undeniable, and the officials exchanged bewildered glances, unsure what to do. An
elderly minister with white hair slowly stepped forward; he was Kuang, the Minister of War. He said, “Your Majesty, what the Vice Minister said
is correct. Esen has invaded the borders; a single general is sufficient to defend one side. Your Majesty is the head of the ancestral temples and the state; please be
mindful and refrain from taking risks.”
Another elderly minister followed, Wang Zhi, the Minister of Personnel, and said, “Your Majesty, the borders of the nation are heavily fortified, with strategists and fierce generals everywhere, strong armor and sharp weapons. We cultivate the land while
defending which is why we have been peaceful for so long
. Today, the enemy is rampant and defiant, defying heaven and reason. Your Majesty only needs to remain in court, issue orders, and firmly…” "Clear the fields and fortify the fields
, gather our strength and await the enemy's distant advance. We can rest and wait for them to tire themselves out; victory is assured. There is no need for Your Majesty to personally lead the six armies to the distant border
. Moreover, the autumn heat has not yet subsided, the drought has not yet ended, the grass is not lush, the springs are still blocked, the soldiers and horses are not yet sufficient, and the war
is dangerous.
We ministers believe this action is absolutely unacceptable and urge Your Majesty to reconsider." Wang Zhen angrily retorted, "Listen to your nonsense! Your Majesty's personal expedition is
an imitation of the might of Emperor Chengzu. What is wrong with that? With Your Majesty's wisdom and martial prowess, where would there be any danger?" He was
a favorite of the emperor, and the ministers, fearing his power, dared not speak. Yu Qian, however, looked at Wang Zhen and said, "If we can
subdue the enemy with our troops, why
go to
such lengths, even alarming Your Majesty? Besides, Your Majesty has never been on the battlefield; how can you compare to Emperor Chengzu? A hasty expedition would be unwise. In any case, this move is too dangerous and must not be undertaken." Wang Zhi and the other court officials knelt down and cried out, "Your Majesty, please reconsider!"
But Emperor Zhengtong had already made up his mind to personally lead the expedition, as Wang Zhen suggested. No matter how much Wang Zhi, Kuang, and Yu Qian
advised him, he refused to listen. With Wang Zhen constantly advocating for it, the decision to personally lead the expedition was clearly a foregone conclusion
.
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong were hiding in the shadows near the gate of Fengtian Hall, listening intently, when suddenly footsteps
sounded . A burly military officer strode in, seemingly late for his due appointment. He rushed in, and in a fleeting glance, he seemed
to see someone in the distance by the gate. Before kneeling before the emperor, he turned his head and saw what appeared to be a palace maid and a
eunuch hidden in the shadows. Startled, he was about to question them.
The two were startled; they hadn't expected this military officer, who hadn't even entered Fengtian Hall, to have seen them
. If he called out, their whereabouts would be immediately exposed. Xiao Murong's mind raced. He flicked his wrist and threw
a accuracy, just as the officer opened
his mouth, the coin struck his tongue, causing him to groan in pain, unable to utter a sound.
He lurched forward, almost jumping up.
Wen Yuan grabbed Xiao Murong's hand and whispered, "Get out of the way!" In a flash, he and Xiao Murong dashed out of Fengtian Hall like
a whirlwind . Zhengtong didn't notice the commotion at the door, and all the officials were facing him. Only the military officer
noticed the two of them and hurriedly spat out a copper coin, shouting, "Who goes there! Sneaking around like that, what are you doing?" This
was what he was going to shout, but the coin blocked his way, and he couldn't get it out in time.
Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong had already run out, but he was impatient by nature, and after spitting out the coin, he still didn't shout it out.
The officials turned around in astonishment, all thinking, "Who's sneaking around? We're remonstrating with the Emperor, what else could they be doing
?" Wang Zhen shouted loudly, "Fan Zhong, what are you yelling about?" The military officer Fan Zhong angrily said, "Someone's
coming, you... didn't you notice?" Without saying more, he leaped out of the hall and chased after
the two of them . Everyone was even more confused, thinking, "Someone's here, so it's just that you're late, what else could it be?
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