After bathing

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After bathing, Yao Ye casually picked up a book on flowers and reclined on a chaise lounge, flipping through it.
A short while later, Bi Yao entered the room, lifting the curtain.
Seeing him with his robe open, revealing his muscular chest, comfortably reading, she grabbed a towel draped over the chair and approached him. "You've just bathed, and you haven't even dried your hair? What if you catch a cold? Didn't Sister Zhi Hong come in to serve you?"
Although Zhi Hong was always cold towards Bi Yao, unlike the other maids who were warm towards her, Bi Yao never took it to heart, always addressing her politely as "Sister Zhi Hong."
It's no wonder Zhi Hong disliked Bi Yao; Yao Ye treated all the women he slept with the same kindness, never showing any favoritism, so there had never been any jealousy or rivalry among the women in the Yao household.
Now, however, Bi Yao had appeared out of nowhere, her identity unclear, following Yao Ye around and completely monopolizing him.
Aside from Zhihong, all the women in the North Courtyard were in an uproar over this, yet none dared to be disrespectful to Yao Ye, fearing he might displease them and expel them from the manor. Therefore, they all couldn't suppress their jealousy, waiting for an opportunity to punish Biyao.
Completely unaware that she had incurred the wrath of the crowd, Biyao continued to happily spend her days with Yao Ye.
Her hands skillfully moved, drying his damp hair with a towel, then massaging his temples and shoulders with her small hands, easing his tense and stiff muscles.
Yao Ye put down his book, slightly sitting up in accordance with Biyao's movements, comfortably closing his eyes to enjoy her care. "How is the situation at Baotian Courtyard?"
Now he not only lowered his guard against Biyao but even allowed her to enter Baotian Courtyard, where Yao Jin was cultivated, because she was indeed very skilled at growing peonies.
Following her instructions, the Deer Fetus Peony planted in Nongfang Garden was completely entrusted to the woman's care. Indeed, as she predicted, within three days, not only did the branches become strong and vigorous, but the leaves also turned from light to dark, and the buds became full and plump, making one unable to deny her abilities.
This was the first reason he lowered his guard. He was quite certain that only Nongfang Garden in the entire country cultivated this type of peony, and it was precisely because the many gardeners in the Yao family didn't know how to care for it that they hadn't been able to grow any marketable flowers for many years.
He and the gardeners had spent countless efforts trying to find a suitable cultivation method, but all to no avail; they hadn't succeeded even once a year.
Since no other garden had it, and no one in the flower market had ever successfully cultivated it, it naturally meant that Biyao hadn't learned the secret to cultivating the Deer Fetus Peony from elsewhere.
The second reason was that, to test Biyao, he had specifically brought her to Baotian Courtyard, where Yao Jin was cultivated.
Upon seeing the courtyard full of peony flowers, she showed no surprise whatsoever, and without any guidance, immediately joined the ranks of the flower-serving maids to care for them.
She knew that the water for irrigating the peony flowers could not be from the ground, but must be rainwater; she also knew when the soil needed to be changed and replenished. Even more strangely, among the nearly two hundred peony flowers, she could correctly identify which was the first peony flower she had successfully cultivated in the year he was born.
No one except him and his parents, who had passed away many years ago, knew that.
Since the possibility that she was sent by a flower merchant to steal the secret recipe for peony flowers had been ruled out, how could her sudden appearance and her familiarity with peonies be explained?
Could it be true, as she often said—that she was a butterfly maidservant serving the peony fairy, reincarnated to search for the peony fairy in the mortal world?
And if what she said was true, could it be that he was truly the mortal incarnation of the peony goddess she spoke of?
With his eyes closed, Yao Ye chuckled at the thoughts swirling in his mind. He truly couldn't believe he was the reincarnation of the Peony Flower Fairy. How could such a mythical scenario happen to him?
"Master, what are you laughing at? Is there anything funny about what I said?" Bi Yao asked, puzzled.
What she said shouldn't be funny! She was merely reporting on the progress of Yao Jin's flowers that day.
Opening his eyes, Yao Ye turned to look at Bi Yao, realizing that he had truly fallen for this beautiful woman of unknown origin.
He had thought that his interest in Bi Yao would fade in a few days; but reality had surprised him. Not only had he not lost his passion for her, but it had grown even more intense.
He loved to pamper her, loved her clinging to him—these were things he had never done for any other woman; and other women no longer seemed to arouse his interest.
It wasn't that he no longer sought physical pleasure, but rather that Bi Yao could completely satisfy his intense needs and handle his passion in bed. Since he couldn't let her go, he might as well follow his heart and focus on pampering her.
Yao Ye took her hand. "Alright, you've been tired all day with me. I saved some hot water for you. Go take a bath while the water's still warm!"
He pointed to the large wooden tub in front of the bed; the water inside was indeed still hot, steaming continuously.
"Okay," she obediently replied, letting Yao Ye pull her in front of him without any hesitation, allowing him to undress her.
Yao Ye willingly served Bi Yao, untying the gold-green embroidered belt around her slender waist, removing her short top and long pleated skirt, then tearing off the light blue bodice covering her rounded breasts, exposing her two smooth, full breasts to him.
The bouncing, swaying round breasts before him made Yao Ye unable to resist the urge to touch them, staring at her with burning eyes.
He reached out and cupped her two soft, white breasts from below, kneading them with his rough fingertips, watching their fullness swell and become even more rounded in his hands.
"Mmm..." Looking down at him playing with her breasts, Biyao's lower abdomen twitched, her legs went weak, and a comfortable feeling quickly spread from where his large hands were grasping her to her entire body.
Even after just one caress, her tight flower-like opening automatically overflowed with passionate love juice, preparing for the passion to come. He
pulled her soft body close, making her straddle his hot belly, facing him. He unceremoniously grasped her full breasts, lowered his head, and brought them to his mouth, sucking hard until they were fully erect.
"Ah...mmm..." She arched her body, bringing her breasts closer to his mouth, her lower body pressing against his hard, thick shaft, twisting her buttocks, allowing her wet flower-like opening to rub tightly against his heat.
“Yaoyao, I think you don’t need to bathe now, let’s talk about it later!” He lifted his head from her chest, panting as he spoke from her passionate actions.
Biyao stroked Yao Ye’s handsome face, which was filled with desire, and offered her small mouth.
As their lips and tongues intertwined and licked, her small hands caressed his firm, hard chest and abdomen, moving towards his erect penis between his legs. Then, she impatiently pulled open the thin garment covering his penis, allowing her smooth, small hands to directly touch his strong, hot penis without any barrier.
She encircled the smooth, thick penis with her small hands and began to rub it up and down.
Because she couldn’t fully grasp it with one small hand, she moved her other hand off his shoulder and joined in caressing it, using both of her delicate palms to stroke his heat.
“Yes… that’s it… um…” he whispered between her lips, encouraging her small hands.
As she caressed him, she shifted her rounded hips, adjusting the point of contact with him, rubbing her engorged genitals against his firm thighs.
With each movement, the love fluid seeping from between her legs quickly soaked her thin panties, staining his bare thighs.
The heat in her palms made her heart race, and the aroused desire made her breathing rapid, her whole body hot, and her lust surging.
Suddenly, she braced herself against his weak legs, stood up from his lap, and slowly knelt before him, gently nibbling and kissing his neck with her small mouth.
After leaving light red marks on his neck, her mouth gradually moved downwards, reaching his chest. She mimicked his actions with her breasts, her pink, wet tongue licking his hard nipples, occasionally gently biting and tugging at them with her teeth.
"Mmm..." Her passionate initiative pleased him greatly; he comfortably enjoyed her teasing, his large hands tracing down her graceful neck to grasp her swaying breasts.
After sucking on both nipples in turn, she continued licking him downwards, leaving wet marks on his chest and lower abdomen. Then, under his tense and expectant gaze, she cupped his swollen, erect penis in her smooth little hands.
"Yao Yao..." He felt as if his whole body was on fire, watching her small mouth get closer and closer to his swollen manhood. His tip was so hot that a drop of clear fluid had seeped out.
After rubbing and manipulating it with both hands for a few moments, Bi Yao glanced at Yao Ye with a seductive look, opened her small mouth beautifully, and under his burning gaze, took his large member into her mouth, then tightened her lips, letting the wet heat of her mouth completely envelop it.
"Yes... harder..." He watched her lewd posture as she swallowed him, and his lower body hardened even more.
The manhood in her mouth seemed to swell even more. She opened her mouth wide with difficulty, trying to take it in as much as possible, but she could only take in about half of it before it was completely at the bottom of her throat, making her feel pain and tears well up in her eyes.
"Ugh... ugh..." In order to please him, she endured the discomfort and moved her head up and down, manipulating his manhood, trying to make him feel pleasure.
His large size completely filled her mouth, making it impossible for her to swallow. The saliva secreted in her mouth couldn't be swallowed, only flowing out with each sucking motion, leaving her lips and his penis wet and shiny.
"You're so amazing! Yao Yao, again... um... ah..." Her sucking and stroking made him throb, his blood boiling wildly, intense pleasure coursing through his body, causing him to thrust his narrow hips in and out of her mouth.
She moved her nimble tongue, stroking him while licking his thick length. While pleasing him, this also stimulated her own desire; besides her swollen breasts, the heat between her legs never ceased, soaking her panties.
His moans further encouraged her, making her speed up, her small hands gripping his movements, occasionally gently caressing the two round balls below his penis.
This action almost made him explode. "No! Yao Yao, stop... um... stop..."
His manhood throbbed with desire from her movements, almost bursting with pent-up energy. A surge of pleasure coursed through his spine, telling him that if she continued, he would surely ejaculate in her mouth.
The manhood in her mouth began to swell rhythmically, growing hotter and hotter. She heard his protests, but instead tightened her grip, sucking him harder.
"Ah! God... um!" Under her forceful sucking, the tip of his manhood opened, and he ejaculated instantly.
He roared excitedly, pressing his large hand against the back of her head, preventing her from pulling away and releasing his throbbing. His whole body trembled as he sprayed streams of hot fluid into her warm mouth...
Her mouth was already filled with his thick member, and the sudden surge of hot fluid left her unable to swallow or hold it in; thick, white semen flowed from her lips.
Just when she thought he had finished, she opened her aching mouth, spat out his still-erect penis, and swallowed the semen in her mouth under his gaze. Then she wiped the thick liquid from her lips with the back of her hand.
Seeing her obscene actions, Yao Ye's penis trembled again, and another wave of heat gushed out, splashing onto her bare breasts, leaving her neck and chest covered in a sticky, slippery mess...
"Yao Yao, you are truly a natural beauty!" Yao Ye waved his hand, pulling Bi Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, onto a chaise lounge. He panted heavily as he pulled off her soaked underpants.
Spreading her thighs, he clearly saw her beautiful vulva and the soft flesh around it already covered in wet, luscious love juice. The two labia were red and swollen, incredibly tempting, and even the clitoris was hard and erect from lust.
"Master, I want you to come in..." Bi Yao spread her legs wide, allowing Yao Ye to admire her private parts. The emptiness inside her made her urge him on.
She writhed, her vulva opening like a small mouth, inviting Yao Ye to satisfy her desires.
The beautiful, erotic scene before him made Yao Ye hesitate no longer. He leaned down, pressing his narrow hips between her legs, his still-erect penis rubbing against her wet opening.
Just as she opened her mouth again, before she could utter a sound, he deftly thrust his hips and back, allowing his erect penis to slide smoothly into her tight, soft passage.
Her mouth, which had been urging him on, instead uttered a satisfied moan of pleasure. "Ah... um... so hot... ah..."
His hard, thick member radiated intense heat, making her passage feel hot and steamy.
Her natural, direct reaction completely aroused him. He braced his hands on her sides, thrusting his lower body into her, each pump and impact eliciting a beautiful moan from her.
"Yaoyao, is this okay?" He thrust rhythmically, each time penetrating the deepest part of her flower cave.
"Mmm... harder, Master... ah..." She automatically arched her shapely legs, twisting her slender waist and thrusting her small, round, snowy buttocks up and down.
Her hands coordinated with the movement of her hips, caressing his firm, narrow buttocks, and even when feeling intense pleasure, she couldn't help but dig her nails into his buttocks.
"What a little slut!" He kissed her lips, propped himself up with his strong body, and temporarily withdrew his manhood from her passage. "Shh... Yaoyao, have some patience..."
He stopped her complaints, turned her body over; making her face away from him with her white, round buttocks sticking up, he pressed his lower abdomen against her buttocks, and slapped her buttocks hard with his palm.
"Ah! Mmm..." She cried out in pain, caught off guard, but then immediately moaned softly.
As he slapped her, he also thrust his hot manhood back into her passage from behind, completely filling her emptiness.
"Yes, squeeze me tight! Mmm... mmm..." Yao Ye knelt behind Bi Yao, grabbing her slender waist and pulling her body towards him, while he thrust forward forcefully, forcing their private parts together.
This position made Bi Yao's senses even more sensitive. Unable to withstand his thrusts a few times, she arched her back and cried out for mercy, "No more... ah... no..."
The rapidly accumulating passion was about to burst forth, the intense pleasure turning into almost painful torment, making her struggle to crawl away. "I don't want it anymore... ah... no..."
But how could he let her escape? With a swift movement, he pulled her back again.
His lower body thrust faster and faster into her already engorged and reddened flesh, the movements creating loud, wet sounds as he pumped, his firm hips pushing his thick penis in, each thrust penetrating to the hilt.
"Almost there... Yao... almost there..." He could feel the tender walls enveloping him beginning to throb and contract, so he let himself go, thrusting freely inside her.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Biyao, unable to bear it any longer, lay prone on the bed, weeping as she awaited the overwhelming tide of passion that was about to engulf her. "Ugh..." Ah... um... "
It's coming... ah!" His final thrust pushed them both to the peak of their passion, trembling and erupting violently at the same moment.
"Ah—" Her whole body trembled, her tender passage spasming and twisting violently around the man who was tightly inserted into her, ejaculating hot fluid.
"Mmm..." Letting a low, pleasurable growl escape his lips, Yao Ye gently thrust within Bi Yao's trembling, wet vagina, causing his thick, swollen penis to spray thick white semen inside her, completely filling her flower cave and mixing with the love fluid flowing from her depths.
Maintaining their joined position, they unconsciously enjoyed the pleasure of their erotic release.
From their joined parts, slippery, sweet-smelling hot fluid dripped continuously, soaking not only their genitals but also the bedding beneath them, leaving evidence of their passion.
Light rain, gentle breeze, peonies in full bloom, displaying their exquisite and opulent beauty.
The wealthy families in Yanfu City, known for their refined tastes, had spent lavishly on flower-themed banquets and appreciation parties. As soon as the peonies bloomed, they sent out invitations to friends, relatives, and business associates to come and admire the flowers.
The influx of invitations from all directions nearly made Manager Qian's hands twist with exhaustion.
Finally, after painstakingly sorting through all the invitations, he carried a peach wood tray and a large stack of invitations towards Baotian Courtyard.
From the start of the flower-cultivation season until the peonies bloomed, Yao Ye and Biyao had moved into Baotian Courtyard. They spent their days enjoying the flowers and brewing tea together, indulging in a leisurely and intimate relationship.
Xiao Shuang opened the double-fold gate leading to the backyard for Steward Qian, stepping aside to let him pass. She saw that Steward Qian was holding various flower invitations and chuckled, saying, "Master won't be idle for long; the excitement is already here."
As she spoke, she gently closed the double-fold gate again before following behind Steward Qian to continue their casual conversation. After
the peonies bloomed, these few days were the most leisurely time of the year for the flower maids. Every year at this time, the master would give them an extra bonus, allowing them to take turns going home to visit their families or going out of the manor to stroll around and buy some trinkets that young ladies liked.
Xiao Shuang had to wait until all the other sisters had taken their holidays before it was her turn to take one, which was why she had this free time to chat with Steward Qian.
"Who told our master to be so good at making money!" Since he's earned other people's money, he inevitably has to socialize with them. Manager Qian entered Baotian Courtyard and asked Xiao Shuang as he walked in, "Has the master left his room yet?"
The master usually doesn't get up until almost noon, so it should be the same today, right?
"He got up early and is painting in the pavilion with Miss Biyao!" Xiao Shuang replied with a smile.
Although Biyao always considered herself Yao Ye's maid, because of Yao Ye's affection for her and his special and intimate attitude, no one in the Yao household dared to treat Biyao lightly. Regardless of Biyao's objections, everyone addressed her as "Miss."
As for Xiao Shuang, the beautiful and generous Biyao was not only beautiful but also had a good personality. Her flower-making skills were also impeccable. After spending time with her, Xiao Shuang learned many tips on how to care for peonies from her!
Because none of the flower maids in Baotian Courtyard had a romantic relationship with Yao Ye, Biyao had excellent interpersonal relationships in Baotian Courtyard, and no one disliked her.
"I'm lucky! I thought I'd have to wait a while!"
As they spoke, they had already reached the backyard. Their gaze passed over the brilliantly blooming Yao Jin flowers and clearly saw the exquisite octagonal pavilion nestled amidst the sea of flowers.
Steward Qian strode steadily to the steps outside the pavilion and respectfully said, "Master, many invitations have arrived from the front hall. I've already sorted them out. Would you like to take a look?"
"Give me the ones you absolutely must attend. Send the rest some seasonal gifts." Yao Ye didn't even look up, intently watching Bi Yao paint, and instructed Steward Qian.
"Yes!" Steward Qian stepped up the steps, walked to the table, put down the tray he was carrying, and picked up a small stack of colorful invitations from the far left. "Master, the invitations from the palace..."
"I know. Still the fifteenth?" The annual flower banquet at the palace was on a fixed date; this invitation absolutely could not be refused.
"Yes, I've already sent the Yao Jin peony you chose to the palace, and the gifts are ready as well." Besides the various types of peonies needed for the palace, Yao Ye sends an additional thirty Yao Jin peony plants to the Emperor every year.
"Hmm! And now?" Yao Ye takes the brush from Bi Yao, dips it in ink, and returns it to her.
Setting down the brocade-yellow invitation, Steward Qian picks up a crimson-purple one. "The Prince Li's residence has also sent an invitation, dated the 16th."
Prince Li is the Emperor's younger brother, his nobility is beyond question, and he has a close relationship with the Emperor, being his closest confidant.
"I'll go back. We'll see each other in the palace anyway. I don't want to stay in the capital too long. As usual, I'll send ten Yao Jin peony plants, plus thirty each of Wang Hong and Fu Gui Man Tang."
Yao Ye dislikes flattery by nature. Going to the palace is already his limit; seeing those imperial relatives once a year is enough for him to rest for a year.
"Yes, should the other princely residences follow the same procedure?" Although it was the same every year, Steward Qian still asked again cautiously.
"Yes! Send twenty fragrant peonies to each princely residence." Every year, in addition to the peonies ordered by each residence, Yao Ye would send some extra peonies of auspicious blooms as a public relations gesture to cultivate good relationships and earn more money from them.
This was also one of Yao Ye's strengths; when it came to generosity, he was ruthless. Therefore, although the Yao family's peonies were extremely expensive, they were still in high demand. Besides being of the best quality in the country, a small part of this was also due to his good interpersonal skills.
"Master Shao said that in addition to the wedding banquet at the end of the month, he also hopes you will grace him with your presence at the engagement banquet on the 8th." Master Shao was the Yao family's biggest client in Yanfu City.
Yao Ye hesitated for a moment, then said, "I grant it. Since it's a joyous occasion, most people enjoy a lively atmosphere, so it's only right that I go and lend a hand. Prepare a jade feather fan symbolizing a harmonious marriage, so it can be given to the newlyweds as a congratulatory gift."
"Yes, then will you be attending the flower-tasting banquet at Old Master Luo's place in the south of the city at the end of the month?" Old Master Luo was a close friend of the late patriarch and an elder who had watched Yao Ye grow up.
"I definitely will!" Yao Ye stood up and looked down at the peony painting that Bi Yao had completed. "Alright, everyone else has returned. You can handle it as you see fit!"
"Yes, then I'll take my leave." Steward Qian placed the flower invitations that Yao Ye was to attend back on the tray, then picked up the tray and left.
"Tell them all to leave as well! I don't need anyone to serve me here for now." As he spoke, Yao Ye had already lifted Bi Yao onto his lap.
"Yes!" Steward Qian lowered his head, avoiding his master's intimate gestures, turned and stepped down from the pavilion, leading the flower maids who were waiting outside to serve their master away.
"Yaoyao, is there anything you can't do? I didn't expect you to be so good at painting." Before the servants had gone far, Yao Ye brought his face close to Biyao's ear, speaking while lightly pecking at her hair.
His warm breath tickled her ear, and she shrank her shoulders, turning her head away and giggling, trying to avoid his mouth. "If you ask me to embroider, then I'm helpless, I'll definitely embroider my hands too... Stop it, it tickles!"
Her wriggling made her elastic buttocks essentially rub against his manhood, and soon his manhood hardened and became erect.
She was sitting on him, how could she not feel his fiery reaction? The hardness beneath his buttocks pressed perfectly against her cleft, and she could still feel the heat through her clothes.
Reaching out to hold onto the table in front of her, she used the support to spread her legs apart, her small feet hanging on the outside of his legs, and began to wriggle her small, round buttocks, rubbing the erection between her buttocks.
“Yao Yao, you really have no shame at all…” Yao Ye’s eyes darkened, his lower body becoming even harder from her ministrations, his desire completely ignited.
He lifted her up, lifted her long skirt below her buttocks, and slipped his hand inside, pulling down her panties. Then, disregarding that they were outdoors, he quickly grabbed his robe, unbuttoned his trousers, and exposed his erect penis.
“Open your legs!” His large hand lifted her slender waist, ordering her to fully open her legs, with her back to him, straddling his thighs.
She obediently opened her legs, and as he lowered her, her thighs were immediately touched by his hot, hard member.
His hand moved to her soft, smooth lower abdomen, which was not covered by panties, and after rubbing it a few times, it moved down, stroking her soft hair, using two fingers to part the plump petals between them, and thrusting his erect penis against her entrance.
The hot tip pressed against her tenderness, and sensing his eagerness to enter her, she instead pulled away from his heat. "Oh! Don't rush! I'm not ready yet... could you rub it for me first..."
Although her lower body was slightly wet, it still wasn't enough to take his hardness in.
Hearing her soft, coquettish pleas, he knew he was being too hasty, so he stopped trying to insert his manhood into her passage. Instead, he moved his fingers along the tight slit of her opening, then, using the slight moisture, he squeezed his thick finger into her opening.
As soon as it slid in a little, the soft flesh inside warmly enveloped his finger. After so many times of intercourse, her passage was still as tight and narrow as it had been on their first night, making him as passionate as ever.
She comfortably pressed her back against his chest, twisted her upper body, and tilted her head back to kiss him, her small tongue licking his thin lips, then probing between his lips and teeth, entwining with his tongue. "Mmm..."
As their lips and tongues intertwined and licked, Yao Ye's wrists trembled rapidly, repeatedly withdrawing his fingers from her vagina, then squeezing open the wet, narrow flesh, thrusting and churning within her flower-like opening, drawing out her abundant love juice.
Suddenly, his fingers inadvertently rubbed against a patch of tender flesh behind the vaginal walls, unlike the soft flesh elsewhere. The peculiar texture, about the size of his thumb, drew his attention there, rubbing and pressing it with two fingers.
At his touch, Bi Yao trembled, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she moaned softly, biting his lip with her pearly teeth. "Ah..."
Her passage tightened, firmly trapping his fingers within her flower-like opening, clearly telling him that this place could elicit a sensitive reaction from her.
Warm, slippery love juice continuously seeped from her body, soaking his hands and the man beneath her hips. He suppressed his desire to enter her, caressing her with his hand.
"Ah... um... Master..." His fingers seemed to be casting a spell, making her vagina feel both sore and itchy, leaving her unsure whether the sensation was pleasure or pain.
She wanted to escape his hands, but couldn't help but thrust her hips with his movements. The chaotic tide of passion completely controlled her, causing her to moan loudly in response to his caresses.
"No more... Master, I beg you... ah..." He kept kneading that slippery flesh, and a feeling like needing to urinate made her panic. She grabbed his wrist, which was constantly moving between her legs, trying to stop him from continuing to rub her.
In the slightly chilly weather, she was sweating profusely, her body burning hot as if on fire. Seeing her alluring beauty, moaning and pleading, how could Yao Ye let her go? Instead, he increased the force, deliberately thrusting his fingers in and out quickly, making each insertion and withdrawal rub against that one spot.
She kicked her little legs helplessly, tightly gripping his arm, pitifully enduring his play. "Um... no... ah..."
A wave of numbness surged through her, and she trembled. Her body reached its peak of desire in his hands, and a thick, fragrant liquid gushed from the depths of her flower cave, flowing wildly with the contractions of her passage.
The air, already filled with Yao Jin's fragrance, now combined with Bi Yao's scent, creating a unique sweet aroma.
Looking down at the copious amount of hot fluid gushing from between her legs, he withdrew his fingers, which were covered in her sweetness, and brought his muddy, slippery hand to his lips, licking her smooth, fragrant flesh.
After licking the fluid clean from his palm, he moved his hand to Bi Yao's nose, who was now limp and powerless against him. "Yao Yao, you smell so good. Do you want to taste how sweet you are?"
Before Biyao could respond, he slipped his fingers into her slightly panting lips, feeding her the remaining moisture from his hand. "Mmm... "
Her mouth was filled with the rich scent of his fingers, the erotic sensation making her lick her fingers unconsciously.
Watching her half-closed eyes, moist with desire, and her lips sucking his fingers, his manhood stirred, eager to plunge into her wet, soft passage.
He withdrew his fingers from her mouth, wrapped his large hand around her waist, lifted her wet buttocks, and used one hand to grasp his erect penis, aiming its swollen tip at her vulva, then pulled her body down.
"Mmm..." This position made her passage rather narrow. Although it was slippery enough and didn't hurt, his thrusting member felt like it was tearing her apart, forcing open her narrow opening.
Warm, moist, tender flesh gradually enveloped his member from the front downwards. That soft, tight sensation made him impatiently press her buttocks down forcefully, allowing the moist flesh walls to completely take his thick length inside her.
To accommodate his size, her lower abdomen rhythmically writhed, her soft, moist opening tightly gripping his hard member, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking on him.
“Yao, just like that…bite me…mmm…” He held her slender waist, moving her delicate body up and down, letting her flower-like opening grip his hard manhood.
Their position made it difficult for Biyao to find any support, and he couldn't thrust at will, so he stopped their intercourse, pulled her up, and let her stand on the ground with her hands on the table. He then used his feet to spread her legs wider from the inside, standing behind her and thrusting again.
Yao Ye pushed her slipped skirt up completely to her fair buttocks, arching his back and repeatedly slamming his hips against her elastic buttocks, making shameful sounds of flesh hitting flesh.
Clear, wet fluid was drawn out by his thrusting manhood, flowing down her fair inner thighs, abundant juices overflowing from her opening, wetting her silk stockings and embroidered shoes.
"Master, a little harder... ah..." He thrust in and out for a while, her overwhelming lust making her plead with him.
Hearing her request, he stopped, withdrawing his thick, long member from her passage. His entire massive penis was covered in glistening fluid, dripping down.
"Master, I want more... don't go..." Without his fullness, she felt an unbearable emptiness and desperately tried to turn away.
To stop her, he pulled her arms behind her back, holding them in place with one hand, forcing her to keep her buttocks raised. Then, amidst her pleas, he thrust his erect penis back into her passage.
But after penetrating about a third of the way, he stopped, not fully inserting himself, but teasingly using circular motions, letting the rounded tip search for that small patch of slippery flesh he had discovered earlier within her vaginal walls.
"Don't touch there... ah..." The tip of his penis easily touched that tiny spot, instantly arousing her.
Compared to fingers, the smoothness and heat of his penis brought her even greater ecstasy. Her vaginal fluids flowed freely, the intense pleasure making her dizzy and unable to breathe properly.
"Mmm... ah..." As she tilted her head back, her hair broke free from her bun and flew into the air, then draped over her arched back. She let out soft moans, her body trembling as she released her passion beneath him once more.
Her flower-like opening contracted intensely and rapidly, prompting him to thrust his enormous member in deeply, pumping wildly and relentlessly.
"Mmm... Yao..." With a low growl, he thrust forcefully, ejaculating thick, hot semen into her trembling, soul-stirring flower-like opening...
On the morning of the thirteenth, the magnificent wedding carriage and white horse were already waiting outside the gate. Beside the carriage were two tall, black steeds, the mounts of the guards who would accompany their master to the capital.
The Yao residence was in an uproar early in the morning. Servants and maids bustled in and out, preparing the things to take for their master so that he could depart at the appointed time.
However, looking at the sky, it was well past the appointed time for departure, and a crowd of servants waited at the gate to see their master off, even Steward Qian had been standing there for quite some time; but their master, who was supposed to leave, had not yet appeared.
A maid serving the main house reported that the master hadn't even touched the breakfast placed in the outer hall!
As the master, who would dare to urge him?
This way, everyone knew that their master was still reluctant to let go of the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, which was why he was late. Judging by the situation, it seemed it would drag on for who knows how late!
Just as everyone was thinking this, they unexpectedly saw Yao Ye step out of the door.
The woman in green beside Yao Ye was none other than his most favored concubine, Bi Yao. But following behind them were Li Qianru and Kang Lianlian, who lived in the North Courtyard.
They had also been sent to the manor to serve Yao Ye in bed. When they first entered the manor, they were favored for a time, but after a while, like the other women, Yao Ye lost interest in them, only occasionally summoning them once or twice to relieve his boredom.
However, this scene hadn't been seen in public for quite some time since Bi Yao's arrival.
This situation made one wonder if the prince had already grown tired of Bi Yao.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the group, led by Yao Ye, walked to the carriage.
Then he saw Yao Ye pull Bi Yao close, holding her to his chest. In front of everyone, he lifted her chin with his hand, looking at her and saying, "Yao Yao, do you remember what I told you?"
This question came out of nowhere, and Bi Yao had no idea what Yao Ye was referring to.
Her eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at him and honestly shook her head. "I don't know what you mean… Master told me many things, what are you asking about now?"
He gently lifted Bi Yao's chin, then pinched it between two fingers, increasing the pressure and leaving a slight red mark.
"I said, you are mine, you must serve me obediently to have a good life, have you forgotten?" He narrowed his eyes, looking at her with a slightly sharp gaze, his tone deepening as he asked in a gentle but dangerous voice.
"I haven't forgotten." Yao Ye's cold expression and tone didn't frighten Bi Yao, but she frowned slightly due to the slight pain in her chin.
"Very good, you'll remember this well, hmm?" Satisfied with her answer, he released her hand, lowered his head, and gently pecked her lips with his fiery lips, a stark contrast to his cold tone.
"Biyao has never dared to forget Master's instructions," she replied sweetly by his lips.
The implication was that she had always obeyed his orders without question since before her reincarnation, regarding him as her sole master, and naturally, she would continue to do so in this life.
However, Yao Ye, who hadn't brought his memories from his past life, couldn't understand the true meaning behind Biyao's words at all, only feeling very satisfied with her current obedience.
"Be a good girl and wait for me to return!" He reached out and brushed aside the long hair around her neck, tucking it behind her shoulder, then lowered his head, bringing his lips close to her snow-white neck, leaving a distinct cherry-red kiss mark on her skin.
"Ah... okay! Master, be careful on your journey..." She flinched slightly from the stinging pain in her neck, but she made no attempt to escape, letting him leave his mark on her.
After a tender moment with Biyao, Yao Ye turned to Steward Qian and said, "Steward Qian, I'm entrusting Yaoyao and the affairs of the manor to you."
"Yes, Master, have a safe journey!" Steward Qian, standing to the side, quickly replied.
Yao Ye glanced at Biyao one last time before turning and gracefully boarding the carriage.
After Yao Ye entered the carriage, Li Qianru and Kang Lianlian gave Biyao a defiant look, as if to say: Hmph! Don't think you're so favored. The master still didn't choose you to go to the capital with him.
They walked past Biyao, who was still standing there, with smug expressions, and also boarded the carriage.
After Yao Ye and the two women were seated, the coachman, at Steward Qian's signal, set off.
Two guards also mounted their horses nimbly, one on each side of the carriage, and soon their figures gradually disappeared into the distance.
The remaining servants standing at the gate, after witnessing a free display of affection, belatedly realized that their master had left Biyao behind on this trip to the capital, without taking her with him.
Their initial assumption that Biyao had fallen out of favor was overturned by Yao Ye's intimate gestures before her departure.
This strange phenomenon left everyone bewildered; after much thought, they still couldn't figure out what their master was thinking.
Seeing the servants' scrutinizing gazes towards Biyao, Steward Qian glared at them, and they scattered in a flash.
"Miss Biyao, the master has gone far away; let's go inside!" Steward Qian said politely, looking at Biyao.
"Yes! Steward Qian, with the master gone, I have nothing to do. Please let me know if there's anything that needs doing in the manor, and I can help." Biyao's face didn't show the lingering sadness Steward Qian had expected; instead, it was surprisingly calm.
“Miss Biyao, how could I dare to ask you for help? Since the master is away, you should rest for a couple of days, consider it a holiday.”
Although Biyao always considered herself a maid, she actually lived like a young lady from a wealthy family every day. Although she had no official title, judging from Yao Ye's treatment of her, she was not only not like a maid, but even tended to go beyond serving the master.
If he wasn't mistaken, he might have to call Biyao “Madam” soon, so how could he dare to ask the future mistress of the house to do anything?
“Oh… Manager Qian, it's too wasteful for me to eat alone while the master is away. I can just eat with Xiaoshuang and the others, so please don't prepare anything else for me. Is that alright?”
She always ate and slept at the same table as Yao Ye, so she had no idea that, according to the rules, servants could not be so close to their masters. Therefore, although she actually served Yao Ye, she had no idea how many chores a real maid had to do besides serving her master.
"Yes, sir." It was a minor matter; he just needed to instruct the kitchen to send over more good ingredients.
"Then, Biyao, please go in first." Biyao greeted Steward Qian and then lifted her skirt to go inside.

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