Seductive maid

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The Seductive Maid (Complete)
Prologue :
Jiang Luyao, clutching several doses of medicine she had bought from the pharmacy, ran frantically home to brew it for her ailing
mother .
Her close friend Niu Suzhen, who had been like a sister to her mother since childhood, had come to visit and brought money to help
them, which was why Jiang Luyao had the funds to buy medicine for her mother, who hadn't taken it for many days.
She was deeply worried about her mother's illness; the doctor had said her mother wouldn't survive more than half a month…
What could she do? Her father had passed away when she was very young, leaving her and her mother to depend on each other. If even her mother were to leave
, what would become of her? Thinking of her
mother's illness, her eyes reddened, and tears blurred her vision.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Jiang Luyao, preoccupied with her mother's condition, didn't notice a figure darting out from behind a bend
and bumped into someone.
The person's chest felt like a wall; Jiang Luyao swayed, saw stars, and felt a
sharp pain .
"You brat, why did you bump into me like that?" A sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest, causing Shang Zixin
to yell at Jiang Luyao, who
had bumped into him. He was on his way to his family's shop when someone suddenly rushed out and bumped into him.
Hearing the scolding, Jiang Luyao, who had finally stopped swaying, blushed and looked up, quickly
apologizing . "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean to." After saying that, she paused slightly, staring blankly at
Shang Zixin, who was a full head taller than her.
How could this person be so handsome? A hundred times more handsome than the leading man on the opera stage!
Therefore, she forgot what had happened to her, staring at Shang Zixin as if bewitched, unable to think of
anyone more handsome than him.
Seeing her staring at him intently, Shang Zixin's handsome face darkened. "Hey! What are you looking at?"
He knew his handsome appearance always attracted attention, but people would always steal glances,
afraid of being discovered and displeasing him, unlike this young girl who was openly scrutinizing him.
What puzzled him was that he didn't seem to dislike being stared at by those clear, bright eyes,
as if the mundane affairs of the world could be calmed and purified through them.
Seeing that she was still dazed and oblivious, he couldn't help but speak again, "Hey! Didn't you hear what I said?" His
voice was so loud that even the passing coachman stared in astonishment.
This time, Jiang Luyao was finally awakened by Shang Zixin's call. Realizing she had been staring at him in a daze, she felt embarrassed,
her cheeks suddenly burning.
How shameful! How could she have stared at him like that?
"Ah! I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean to, please don't be angry." Her mouth was busy saying
sorry again and again.
Seeing that she was young and looked flustered, Shang Zixin figured she was in a hurry and didn't bother arguing with her.
"Be careful next time!" he sternly instructed before leaving without looking back.
Watching his retreating figure, Jiang Luyao looked completely lost, seemingly unable to understand why her heart had fluttered like a deer upon seeing
this unknown young man.
"Young master..." Would she ever see him again? ( The following
is a separate, unrelated excerpt): As the doctor had said, her mother, Su Yanniang, was seriously ill and incurable . Medicine was ineffective, and she passed away , leaving Jiang Luyao alone in the world. With the help of her neighbors, Jiang Luyao buried her mother and, following her mother's last wishes, sought refuge with her mother 's close friend, Niu Suzhen. Niu Suzhen's husband's family was surnamed Shang, a large and wealthy family, like their surname, having been merchants for generations, operating many shops in the city and throughout the country . Jiang Luyao followed the servants to Niu Suzhen's courtyard. The moment she stepped inside, she saw Niu Suzhen, her eyes swollen, walking towards her with small, hesitant steps. "Luyao..." Niu Suzhen called out sorrowfully, embracing Jiang Luyao to comfort her. Overwhelmed with grief over her mother's passing, Jiang Luyao couldn't help but shed . "Aunt... my mother... she's gone. What will I do now?" The helplessness of having no one to turn to made her tears fall rapidly. "Luyao, be good, don't cry." Niu Suzhen took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom and wiped away Jiang Luyao's tears , pulling her to sit down. Looking at Jiang Luyao, who wore a small white flower in her hair as a mourning garment for her mother, her already thin face now appearing even more gaunt, her pitiful appearance heartbreaking, Niu Suzhen thought that even if her mother hadn't entrusted her to Niu Suzhen, she couldn't bear to let this child wander the streets. "Luyao, your mother entrusted me with this task before she passed away. If she were to die one day, I should take you with me and care for you." Thinking of Su Yanniang, Niu Suzhen felt a pang of sorrow. From now on, she too would lose a close friend with whom she could confide her troubles. Jiang Luyao nodded, tears welling in her eyes, and sobbed as she replied, "I know, my mother told me this before she died." Su Yanniang didn't have many relatives, and most of them were in dire straits, so she had no choice but to entrust them to Niu Suzhen. "Yes, Luyao, you should move in with your aunt and let her take care of you," Niu Suzhen said sincerely, holding Jiang Luyao's small hand. She had been married to a merchant for over ten years without bearing her husband a son or daughter. Jiang Luyao moving in with her would not only provide companionship but also fulfill her regret of having no children. Thinking of Niu Suzhen's care, Jiang Luyao, who had been anxious since her mother's death, finally felt relieved and a smile that hadn't appeared for a long time appeared on her face . "Thank you , Auntie." She wiped away the tears on her cheeks, stood up, and wanted to kneel down to kowtow to Niu Suzhen in gratitude. Niu Suzhen immediately stood up to stop her from kneeling, pulling her light body with both hands. "Please don't, Luyao. Auntie knows your gratitude is enough." Jiang Luyao was pulled back down and stopped kneeling, letting Niu Suzhen press her back onto the stool. "But, Luyao, this..." Niu Suzhen suddenly hesitated, her gaze shifting to Jiang Luyao's pretty face. "Auntie, if you have any difficulties, you might as well tell Luyao. I won't blame you." Jiang Luyao had heard her mother mention more than once that Niu Suzhen's life in her husband's family was not easy, and she always had to live at someone's mercy. Niu Suzhen looked embarrassed upon hearing this. She thought that she was, after all, the rightful first wife of the Shang family, yet she couldn't even make a decision about Jiang Luyao moving in. "Luyao, it's my fault for being useless. To the outsiders, the person in charge can say that you can enter the Shang family, but only as a maid."

"Since she's the wife of the deceased, I can only follow her wishes." The "one who makes the decisions for the household" she referred to
was Yuan Yunniang, the second wife of her husband, Shang Wancheng.
Although she was Shang Wancheng's legal wife, the real power lay with Yuan Yunniang. This was because Shang Wancheng
had already taken Yuan Yunniang as a concubine before marrying her. Furthermore, Yuan Yunniang had given birth to a son and a daughter for Shang Wancheng,
allowing her to wield considerable influence in the Shang family, overshadowing Niu Suzhen.
Of course, part of the reason was that Shang Wancheng favored Yuan Yunniang more,
showing considerable indifference towards Niu Suzhen, whom he had married through an arranged marriage.
Jiang Luyao looked at the silently weeping Niu Suzhen and gently comforted her. "Auntie, I also think this is good.
Although I love you very much, I'm not even a distant relative of yours. If I were to eat and stay here for free,
I would feel very bad."
This was good; it wouldn't make things difficult for her aunt, and she could stay with a clear conscience.
But upon hearing Jiang Luyao's understanding words, Niu Suzhen became even more distressed, wiping away her tears more frequently. Jiang Luyao,
thinking she had said something wrong, was extremely anxious.
"Auntie, did I say something wrong? I deserve to die!" she said regretfully.
Niu Suzhen shook her head, raising her tear-reddened eyes. "No, you didn't say anything wrong. It just suddenly occurred to me that with your
mother gone, I'll have one less person to confide in..."
"Auntie..." Hearing her mention her deceased mother again, Jiang Luyao's nose tingled, and she remained silent.
Niu Suzhen wiped away her tears, and after her mood improved slightly, she spoke, "I'll have someone take you to the second wife's place now."
With that, she called over her maid, Ping'er.
"Madam, what is it?"
"I need you to take Luyao to the second wife's place."
"Yes, Madam. Come on! Miss Luyao, I'll take you to see the second wife now." Ping'er took
Jiang Luyao 's small hand, and they left together.
Ping'er
brought Jiang Luyao to Yuan Yunniang, bowing respectfully. "Second Madam, I
brought her as instructed by the First Madam."
"Hmm! You may leave now." Yuan Yunniang sat on the chair and waved Ping'er away.
"Yes." Ping'er gave Jiang Luyao an encouraging smile before leaving. After Ping'er
left, Yuan Yunniang looked Jiang Luyao up and down a few times before speaking, "Raise your face and let me see
you ."
Jiang Luyao, who hadn't dared to raise her face, shivered upon hearing Yuan Yunniang's cold voice.
This person's voice is so cold! She felt even more uneasy.
"How many times do I have to tell you? Why don't you raise your face?" Yuan Yunniang
urged .
Jiang Luyao quickly raised her small face, her timid almond-shaped eyes like a little rabbit's, staring at Yuan Yunniang, who wore jade earrings, possessed
outstanding beauty, but had a very cold expression.
"Second Madam." She bowed nervously, not forgetting Ping'er's instructions on the way:
always call Yuan Yunniang "Second Madam," never "Second Concubine."
In most households, concubines are called "Concubine," but Yuan Yunniang was very particular about this, only allowing people to call her "
Second Madam." If a servant called her the wrong title, no matter who it was, they would be slapped.
Yuan Yunniang's sharp gaze was fixed on Jiang Luyao, scrutinizing her from head to toe.
This was the girl Niu Suzhen wanted to take in. Yuan Yunniang's lips drooped slightly.
Although somewhat thin, she was not unattractive, with a fair and delicate face, pretty and refined, with bright black eyes
. Given time, she would likely grow into a beautiful woman.
Thinking of this, she lowered her brows slightly. She had always been wary of the pretty maids in the house seducing her only
son. Could this girl…?
Actually, Yuan Yunniang came from a humble background; her father was only a carpenter, but she was unwilling to see her son marry a woman of low status
.
"What's your name and how old are you?" Yuan Yunniang glanced at Jiang Luyao before asking.
"My name is Jiang Luyao, I'm fourteen," Jiang Luyao replied softly, looking up.
"What's your relationship with the eldest son's wife? Why did she let you in?" She was more curious about
the relationship between Jiang Luyao and Niu Suzhen.
"My aunt was my mother's best friend. After my mother passed away, my aunt pitied me and let me come into the mansion
," Jiang Luyao stammered.
Yuan Yunniang nodded, which explained the sorrow on Jiang Luyao's face and the mourning clothes she wore.
"You came to the mansion as a maid, the eldest son's wife must have told you, right? We Shang family don't keep idle people around for nothing,"
Yuan Yunniang reminded her sharply.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luyao felt a surge of grievance welling up inside her. She quickly suppressed it and stammered, "I
know , Second Madam."
"Also, although you were brought from the main branch, don't think you're different from everyone else and won't listen to my
orders." Despite feeling that Jiang Luyao wasn't worthy of her special attention, Yuan Yunniang still gave her a hard time.
"I wouldn't dare, Second Madam." Jiang Luyao lowered her face quickly, as if startled, not daring to look directly at Yuan Yunniang.
"That's for the best. Go find Ping'er first. I'll have someone inform you what work needs to be done." Yuan Yunniang
was satisfied with Jiang Luyao's reaction. She picked up a teacup from the tea table, gesturing for her to leave.
Hearing that she could leave, Jiang Luyao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her face relaxing, and she took several steps back.
"Yes, Second Madam." She had been focused on Yuan Yunniang, but unexpectedly, she bumped into her as soon as she turned around.
"Ouch! That hurts!" Jiang Luyao pressed her aching nose and mouth, feeling as if the man's chest was an impenetrable wall.
Her face contorted in pain.
"You little brat, why did you bump into me like that?" a voice scolded angrily.
Jiang Luyao felt a similar scene had occurred before. She abruptly looked up, her
almond-shaped eyes wide with disbelief, staring at the man she had bumped into.
"It's you! Young Master!" she exclaimed in astonishment. She never dreamed she would encounter this young master again.
In that instant, she forgot all the pain on her face, her eyes fixed on
the man who was also staring at her.
It was him! That unforgettable handsome face!
After their hasty parting, she had hoped to one day meet him unexpectedly. She never imagined she would see
him again so soon, and in the exact same situation.
Although she felt somewhat annoyed by her rash behavior, a greater, inexplicable joy welled up inside her.
Shang Zixin, who came to his mother's residence to inquire about something, did not expect that someone would suddenly
bump into .
Things happened so fast that he didn't even have time to stop. Hmm, this clumsy girl looks familiar... I think
I've seen her before ...
He pressed his aching chest, pursed his thin lips,
and kept trying to recall. Judging from her tone, she seemed to know him too. Could it be...?
Shang Zixin stared at Jiang Luyao's embarrassed expression and suddenly remembered! Those bright eyes were unforgettable. This
clumsy girl was the little devil who bumped into him on the street a while ago.
"It's you again! Have you forgotten? I warned you to be careful in the future, and you still bumped into me!" Forgetting that his mother,
Yuan Yunniang was nearby, Shang Zixin couldn't help but scold him. At
only eighteen years old, he was tall and handsome, with a striking yet dignified face, his eyes full of wisdom and fortitude.
Jiang Luyao , startled by his scolding, dared not breathe, staring innocently at his angry face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please, please don't be angry..." Jiang Luyao dared not look at Shang Zixin any longer,
lowering her head and murmuring an apology.
It's really no wonder she was so reckless; she's blind, how could she have known he'd come in? She was just incredibly unlucky
!
Shang Zixin looked down at Jiang Luyao's dark head, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and suddenly noticed the small white flower on her head.
"You brat, what are you doing, daring to bump into the young master?" Yuan Yunniang scolded loudly from the side.
Jiang Luyao was slightly taken aback. The young master... he was the young master of the Shang family... so he was Yuan Yunniang's son
!
A mix of emotions suddenly welled up inside her, overshadowing the initial surprise of meeting him.
"Xin'er, are you alright?" Yuan Yunniang ignored Jiang Luyao, stood up from the chair, and went to check on
her son.
"I'm fine, Mother, don't worry." Shang Zixin shook his head, his gaze still fixed on Jiang Luyao.
Hearing her son say he was alright, Yuan Yunniang felt much relieved. Seeing Jiang Luyao still standing there dumbfounded,
her anger flared, and she couldn't help but scold her in a shrill voice. "Are you still pretending to be deaf and dumb here, refusing to leave? After greeting
the young master , get out of here!"
Hearing the shrill shout that sounded like it was being choked, Jiang Luyao immediately snapped back to reality, her face showing a look of fear and unease. "Yes,
Second Madam and Young Master." She hurriedly turned to leave.
"Wait, don't go!" Shang Zixin suddenly called out to Jiang Luyao.
Jiang Luyao, who was only half a step away from stepping out the door, turned around in surprise at Shang Zixin's
call. "Young Master, did you... did you call me?" she asked timidly.
Shang Zixin nodded and called her over. "What's your name? Are you a maid in the manor?" His voice was not as
stern as before, much softer.
Jiang Luyao slowly stepped forward, staring at Shang Zixin's restrained yet handsome face, "I am Jiang Luyao, my
first day in the manor." After speaking, she lowered her shy face.
Jiang Luyao… Shang Zixin repeated her name several times before continuing to ask the
girl , “Were you sold to the manor as a maid?”
“It was Auntie… no!” Jiang Luyao quickly corrected herself, “It was the First Madam who sent me to the manor as a maid.”
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered Niu Suzhen’s treatment in the manor, and felt a pang of sorrow.
“Oh! The First Madam brought you here.” Shang Zixin suddenly understood, but was somewhat surprised.
Yuan Yunniang was puzzled and impatient when she saw her son call Jiang Luyao back to ask questions. She interrupted
, “Xin’er, what brings you here?”
Shang Zixin glanced at his mother, ignoring her impatient expression, “Mother, let me ask her some
questions first.”
Although her son was only eighteen, his face already showed a stern expression, and Yuan Yunniang didn’t dare to stop him. “
Hurry up and finish asking your questions. I have something else to tell you.” After saying that, she couldn’t help but glare at Jiang Luyao.
Ignoring his mother's urging, Shang Zixin stared at the small white flower in Jiang Luyao's hair. "
Who is this little white flower in your hair for?"
Jiang Luyao hadn't expected Shang Zixin to notice, and her heart suddenly ached. She blinked a few times, her eyes immediately
reddening , and she spoke in a suppressed voice, "It's for my mother. My mother died a little over ten days ago." If she hadn't remembered
where she was, tears might have streamed down her face.
"Is that so?" Shang Zixin saw that she was young, yet had already learned to suppress her emotions, afraid to break down. A rare feeling of pity welled up in his
heart .
He suddenly reached out and plucked the small white flower from her hair, feeling that the little flower in his palm was like her—delicate and
beautiful , inspiring tenderness and a desire to carefully protect her.
Jiang Luyao was at a loss for words because of his unexpected action. "Young Master," she said, seeing him
holding the small white flower in his palm in mourning for his mother, her heart filled with surprise.
For some reason, she felt as if she were the flower lying in his large palm, not the little white flower, and he
was holding her with tenderness.
Shang Zixin smiled faintly, revealing a smile she had never seen before, instantly captivating her.
"Give this flower to me. From now on, just keep your longing for your mother in your heart." He
encouraged her in this way, not wanting to see her looking so sad.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luyao's heartstrings seemed to be touched unintentionally, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Yes, young master."
She hadn't expected him to comfort her. Although she had been somewhat frightened by his angry expression just now, at this moment she felt that he was the gentlest person
in the world .
"Go down! Ping'er is waiting for you outside." Shang Zixin turned around as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Luyao nodded knowingly, staring at Shang Zixin's tall back, her face full of gratitude. "Yes,
young master."
She didn't forget to bid farewell to the cold-faced Yuan Yunniang. "Second Madam, I'm going now." Then she quickly
left.
As soon as Jiang Luyao left, Yuan Yunniang couldn't suppress the suspicion rising within her. "Xin'er,
when did you meet the maid your aunt brought in? I don't know her."
She had been sitting to the side, constantly wondering. She had never seen her son so kind and gentle to anyone, let alone so softly
comfort a little maid.
Although Shang Zixin was her son, he had a good relationship with Niu Suzhen and was completely unaffected by their discord.
Sometimes she even felt that her son was deliberately going against her for Niu Suzhen's sake.
To be honest, her son's strong personality was something even the fiery Yuan Yunniang admired. Everyone in the mansion
treated her words as sacred decrees, daring not to disrespect her. Only her own son often ignored her words.
If was almost always her who would bow down and give in.
Especially after going out to learn business two years ago, his broadened horizons made him even more shrewd and capable. Even her husband and
the shopkeeper dared not underestimate his abilities because of his youth.
Shang Zixin, unaware of his mother's anxiety, simply replied, "I met her on the road." It
was just a fleeting glance, nothing worth mentioning.
Dissatisfied with her son's answer, Yuan Yunniang pressed on relentlessly, "On which day on the road did your
aunt bring her to you? Can't you see what your aunt is up to?"
Shang Zixin frowned, impatient and resentful of his mother's constant suspicion of his closeness with his aunt. "Mother,
I'm here to ask about matters in the household, it has nothing to do with my aunt."
He was well aware of the gossip between his mother and aunt, but he didn't want to get involved.
Even so, he still felt that his mother, who had won his father's favor and trust, shouldn't be so arrogant and bully his gentle,
almost cowardly aunt.
Yuan Yunniang's mind was entirely focused on Niu Suzhen; she had no interest in answering, "Isn't your aunt
a member of the household? Why aren't you answering my questions?" Niu Suzhen was a thorn in her side; she hated her for clinging to the position of the Shang family's
matriarch .
She pleaded with her husband several times to send Niu Suzhen back to her parents' home, but Shang Wancheng still had some conscience and didn't want
to cause trouble behind her back, so he refused to make her his official wife and wanted her to be his second wife.
This made Yuan Yunniang very resentful. Apart from her inferior background compared to the rich young lady Niu Suzhen, in what way was she
inferior? Moreover, Niu Suzhen didn't even have the ability to carry on the family line!
Shang Zixin coldly stared at his mother, not taking her words seriously at all. "Because I don't want to talk to you about your stepmother
." He curled his lips in disgust, as if what his mother cared about was utterly boring. "
I'll come back to you when you're willing to talk to me about things other than your stepmother."
After saying that, Shang Zixin turned and left.
"Xin'er..."
Yuan Yunniang called after him, but Shang Zixin ignored her completely and didn't stop walking.
Unable to control her son's actions, Yuan Yunniang stomped her feet in anger.
Chapter Two:
Spring came and autumn went, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
At midday, Jiang Luyao's slender figure appeared in the courtyard where Niu Suzhen lived.
Compared to her youthful and naive appearance three years ago, she now exuded a pure and beautiful girlish charm, like a lotus emerging
from water , with exquisite beauty and a graceful, swaying figure.
Passing through the quiet hall, she parted the curtains and went inside, crossing the courtyard to Niu Suzhen's room.
"Madam, it's me." After calling several times without response, Jiang Luyao pushed open the door.
She went to the bedside, lifted the bed curtains, and saw Niu Suzhen lying on the bed with her eyes closed.
"Madam, are you feeling unwell?" she asked with concern.
When she first came to the Shang family, Yuan Yunniang had assigned her to do odd jobs in the kitchen, but
after Ping'er's long-term contract expired two years ago and she returned to her hometown to marry, she was transferred to serve Niu Suzhen.
However, instead of calling Niu Suzhen "Auntie" as before, she now addressed her as "Madam
." This was partly due to the household rules, and partly because she feared outsiders might mistakenly believe Niu Suzhen was a concubine rather than the principal wife if they heard her address her as "Auntie."
Niu Suzhen, who had been dozing, slowly opened her eyes upon hearing Jiang Luyao's slightly worried tone. "Luyao…
"
She asked Jiang Luyao to help her sit up against the pillows, rubbing her head with one hand, and offering a weak smile. "I
'm not feeling unwell, I just didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little tired this morning…"
Jiang Luyao didn't feel relieved upon hearing this. Instead, she frowned, staring at Niu Suzhen's weary expression. "Madam,
you haven't slept well for quite some time now. Let me call a doctor to examine you."
Niu Suzhen shook her head, looking listless. "No need, I'm not sick."
She knew very well why she was depressed and her brows were furrowed. Three months ago, her husband, Shang Wancheng, had been taken by
a sudden cold.
Before her death, Shang Wancheng was bedridden due to heartache and blood stasis. For about a year,
Niu Suzhen was responsible for taking care of him, providing him with medicine and tending to him tirelessly.
Because of this, the couple, who had been estranged for most of their lives, suddenly began to mend their relationship
and rekindle their old flame
. However, fate intervened, and Niu Suzhen, who had hoped for her husband's return, ultimately lost all hope, feeling as if she had been pushed into an abyss, heartbroken to the extreme.
Fortunately, Jiang Luyao was always by her side, comforting and caring for her, allowing her to persevere.
"But you're getting thinner and thinner, how can this be?" Jiang Luyao
said irritably, unable to bear Niu Suzhen
's haggard appearance. Having stayed with the Shang family for three years, she had long regarded the loving Niu Suzhen as her own mother, not only
serving her meticulously but also worrying about her declining health, often as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Niu Suzhen, of course, understood what Jiang Luyao was troubled about. Gazing at Jiang Luyao's beautiful face, she felt a sudden pang of guilt at the worry clouding her
eyes ; she really shouldn't have made her worry.
Even if she didn't think of herself, she had to think of the child. The child had no one else to rely on but her.
"Child, is it almost noon?" Niu Suzhen asked suddenly, peeking out from the half-open door.
"Madam, are you hungry?" Jiang Luyao asked excitedly. For a while now, she had
to remind Niu Suzhen to eat before Niu Suzhen remembered to eat. It was rare for Niu Suzhen to bring it up herself today.
Although she didn't know why, she was happy. As long as Niu Suzhen was in good spirits, she was satisfied and
dared not ask for more.
Niu Suzhen nodded slightly, lifted a corner of the quilt, and got out of bed.
Jiang Luyao quickly picked up the clothes stored in the trunk and carefully dressed Niu Suzhen in plain clothes, helping her
to wash and dress.
Because it was still within the first hundred days after her death, Jiang Luyao only inserted a jade hairpin into Niu Suzhen's updo. "
Madam , is this alright?
" "Yes, it is. " After Jiang Luyao's skillful styling, Niu Suzhen looked quite well. Jiang Luyao
smiled slightly, "Then I'll go to the kitchen now and bring you lunch." After taking her
leave , she closed the door behind her . ********** ... When Aunt Hu, who was busy and sweating profusely, saw Jiang Luyao come to help, her joy was evident on her face. "You've come to help me, Luyao!" Even the girl who was transferred to the kitchen later was not as quick as Jiang Luyao. As soon as it was mealtime, she was so busy that she could hardly breathe.

Jiang Luyao smiled without saying a word, quickly scooping the vegetables from the basin and placing them on the cutting board, just as she always
did when she was in the kitchen.
With Jiang Luyao's help, Aunt Hu's movements became much more efficient, and soon the servants standing at the door
had taken away the cooked dishes.
Jiang Luyao didn't rush to join the others, but chatted with Aunt Hu first. Seeing everyone busy going in and out, Aunt Hu
didn't notice what they were talking about, and suddenly pulled Jiang Luyao to a corner in the kitchen where firewood was stored.
"Auntie, why did you bring me here?"
Aunt Hu had worked in the merchant's household for one or two decades, and not only was she deeply trusted by Yuan Yunniang, but she also held
a position . Whenever there was any trouble in the mansion, she was always the first to know.
She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention before speaking, "Never mind how I found out about
this. Do you know that the Second Madam plans to send the First Madam to the villa outside the city after the Master's hundredth day memorial service?"
Jiang Luyao shook her head abruptly, her face pale, and grabbed Hu Da Niang's sleeve anxiously, asking, "Auntie,
what are you saying? Is it really true?"
Hu Da Niang put her index finger to her lips, signaling Jiang Luyao to be quiet. "Yes! This news is absolutely true.
Chunlan from the Second Madam's room told me." She had been thinking about this since last night and couldn't wait to tell
Jiang Luyao.
"What else did Chunlan say?" Jiang Luyao asked, suppressing her panic.
"Chunlan said that the Second Madam has reached her limit with the First Madam. The day after the Master's hundredth day memorial service, she will send you and the First
Madam to the villa outside the city, and never let them return." Hu Da Niang
relayed Chunlan's words without omitting a single one. Yuan Yunniang, who
couldn't be officially recognized as the wife even before her husband's death, was already
plotting to drive Niu Suzhen away, relying on the fact that her son was the heir to the Shang family's property, so that the outside world would acknowledge her as the only Shang family wife. Jiang Luyao was incredulous, shocked and panicked, "But... this is the First Madam's home." The master is dead, can this still be considered the First Madam's home? "Alas!" Aunt Hu sighed, feeling wronged for Niu Suzhen, "Strictly speaking, the Second Madam doesn't recognize the First Madam as family at all, so how can this be considered the First Madam's home?" She looked up at the silent Jiang Luyao, sighed and shook her head, "Once the First Madam is sent to the villa, whether lives or dies, they won't care at all, like a lonely ghost, her later years will be miserable!" Jiang Luyao pursed her lips, Aunt Hu's words were not alarmist, just as she said, if they went to the villa, the Shang family would definitely ignore them and let them fend for themselves. She herself didn't care; even being kicked out of the shop wouldn't bother her. But Niu Suzhen was the master's lawfully wedded wife. How could she let Yuan Yunniang usurp her place and take all the benefits ? She had to find a way… Suddenly, a tall, imposing figure flashed into her mind. The man's handsome features made her heart race , and her body tremble slightly. Young Master… she wondered if she could ask him for help because Niu Suzhen always believed that Shang Zixin had treated her well and always thought of her. Seeing Jiang Luyao's silent expression, Aunt Hu assumed she was panicked and lost her way, and kindly suggested, "Luyao, in my opinion, you should go to the young master. He and the first wife are always close. Go and plead with him; perhaps he 'll be willing to stop the second wife." Jiang Luyao was stunned, not expecting Aunt Hu to share her thoughts. "This..." Would this work? Aunt Hu, unaware of Jiang Luyao's hesitation, kindly advised, "After the master's death, the Shang family is entirely under the young master's control. Even if the second madam wants to send the first madam away, she needs the young master's permission. If you plead for her before the second madam, there might be room for negotiation." Jiang Luyao nodded; Aunt Hu's words made sense. "I understand, Aunt Hu, I'll try." Now, she truly had no choice but to go to the young master. ********************** Jiang Luyao delayed for three days before going to see Shang Zixin. During this time, she learned of Niu Suzhen's intentions; Niu Suzhen also didn't want to leave the Shang family mansion—the place where she had lived for over twenty years. Once Jiang Luyao confirmed Niu Suzhen's thoughts, her resolve strengthened; she was determined to stay no matter what, but... she couldn't muster the courage to go to Shang Zixin. For the past three years, she had avoided seeing him as much as possible, carefully avoiding places he frequented. Fortunately, Shang Zixin had spent more time away from home than at his parents' house these past few years, so she didn't have to be constantly on guard against his appearance. Why did Shang Zixin make her want to avoid him like the plague? He wasn't a demon or a monster, nor did he eat people; he was just a bit strict, not to the point of being terrifying! If it were simply dislike, that would be one thing, but her feelings for him were more complicated and incomprehensible than she had imagined. In fact, Shang Zixin was no longer the gentle man she remembered who would comfort a little girl who had lost her mother. He was always stern and unsmiling, exuding a cold aura that made him difficult to approach, but his handsome and tall attention. She looked up at the starry night sky, slowing her light steps on the path. For days she hesitated, unable to decide when to meet him. It wasn't until this morning, when she overheard a maid mentioning that Yuan Yunniang had sent people to prepare the villa, that she realized she couldn't delay any longer and decided to come see him that evening. However, the closer she got to Shang Zixin's west pavilion, the more panicked she became, as if something was about to happen that she couldn't stop. She suddenly stopped, a wave of fear washing over her, making her want to turn back and not go to Shang Zixin at this moment. Jiang Luyao turned to leave, but after a few steps, she suddenly remembered that because Yuan Yunniang feared the maids in the mansion would follow in her footsteps and try to climb the social ladder, she had always guarded against any maids getting close to Shang Zixin except for her own personal maid. Therefore, Jiang Luyao had no chance to approach Shang Zixin during the day. Jiang Luyao stopped, and after much deliberation, she could only ignore her fear and walk . Having finally reached the West Pavilion, she couldn't muster the courage to knock, and could only linger . Perhaps it was in the lonely depths of night that her hesitant, fragmented footsteps stood out so prominently. Suddenly, was opened, and Shang Zixin's imposing figure appeared in the dim light. "Who's here in the middle of the night, staying up so late?" Backlit, he couldn't make out the source of the footsteps.

He had spent the entire night in his study reviewing the account books, intending to go to bed immediately afterward. However, the sound of
footsteps .
He had assumed that his mother's repeated warnings meant no servant would dare trespass on his property, but someone
had dared to disregard Yuan Yunniang's warnings.
He wanted to see who was so audacious!
Jiang Luyao steeled herself and approached Shang Zixin, stammering, "Young Master…it's me." Hearing
his unusually cold voice, she shrank back.
She stood before him, letting him see her face clearly in the dim candlelight.
It was her! Shang Zixin was secretly surprised, completely bewildered as to what she was doing there.
Seeing Shang Zixin staring intently at her without saying a word, Jiang Luyao assumed he didn't remember her and began,
"I'm a maidservant to the First Madam, my name is Jiang..."
The silent Shang Zixin suddenly interrupted her, "I know who you are, and I remember your name."
Although her name and image never troubled his thoughts, he hadn't forgotten her.
Upon seeing her beautiful face and captivating almond-shaped eyes, he recognized her without difficulty.
Jiang Luyao's heart skipped a beat, surprise flashing in her eyes. "You remember me?" He remembered her!
Hearing this from him, her heart leaped with joy.
He actually remembered her; she was quite surprised and somewhat excited, but she didn't know why she felt excited.
Shang Zixin nodded, seemingly oblivious to her joy and not finding it surprising.
"I'd like to ask you, what are you doing here at this hour?" His handsome eyes were piercing, and his deep
voice powerfully reached her ears.
Hearing this, Jiang Luyao's face suddenly flushed, and she half-covered her almond-shaped eyes.
Regardless, it was incredibly bold and reckless for a woman to break into a man's residence in the middle of the night.
She nervously clutched her clothes, staring at her toes, and before Shang Xin's patience ran out, she timidly
spoke.
"I've come to see you about the First Madam, Young Master." She mustered her courage to look directly into his bright eyes.
"The First Madam?" Shang Zixin raised an eyebrow slightly.
Was he mistaken about midnight?
Jiang Luyao nodded vigorously, her hopeful expression preventing her from noticing the mocking look on Shang Zixin's face. "Yes,
Young Master , could I speak with you?"
Shang Zixin pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, then suddenly stepped back. "Come in and tell me!"
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Shang Zixin's residence, the West Pavilion, was a two-story building. The second floor was where he slept at night, while the first floor contained an inner
hall and a study, his usual haunts.
Jiang Luyao followed Shang Zixin to the inner hall, and only approached him after he had sat down.
"Young Master..." In the lamplight, she clearly saw Shang Zixin's gloomy expression. Meeting
his penetrating eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.
She finally understood what the unease lingering in her heart was—it was him!
All along, she had kept him hidden in her heart, longing for his gentle gestures towards her, and
the scene of him holding the small white flower in his palm...
Shang Zixin gazed at Jiang Luyao, his eyes lingering on her delicate face.
"Speak! What is it that requires you to come to me in the middle of the night?" He seemed skeptical of her earlier words.
Hearing his sarcastic tone, Jiang Luyao blushed, suppressing her urge to rush out the door, and quickly spoke. "
Young Master , have you heard the news that the Second Madam intends to send the First Madam to the detached residence after the Master's hundredth day memorial service?
" "I have," Shang Zixin replied coldly. He had not only heard it, but in fact, she had refused her mother's
request .
He strongly disapproved of his mother's idea of sending his stepmother away. Not only was his stepmother his father's legal wife, but once he
was in charge , he wouldn't allow his mother to do as she pleased.
"Then please, young master, don't agree to the second madam's request. Let the first madam stay here," Jiang Luyao pleaded
anxiously .
Seeing that Jiang Luyao didn't understand her words, Shang Zixin suddenly frowned, revealing displeasure. "Why? Why
should I listen to you? Do I have to do whatever you say?" He was used to making his own decisions and could never
accept being commanded, especially by a maid.
"W-why?" Jiang Luyao was stunned, mistakenly thinking that Shang Zixin had already agreed to Yuan Yunniang's request.
She n't help but defiantly warn him sharply, "Young master, you can't send the first madam away! You're doing a disservice to
the master in the afterlife!"
Before his death, the master was extremely grateful for the first madam's selfless sacrifices.
"Nonsense! Does the business of our Shang family need a mere maid like you to interfere?" Shang Zixin
rebuked Jiang Luyao for overestimating herself and thinking she could use his deceased father to intimidate him. "Just based on your attitude, I
could kick you out of the manor!"
What enraged him was that she actually thought he would drive away his stepmother!
Even his mother had to admit that he and his stepmother were closer. Although he had to
travel for business these past few years and couldn't visit his stepmother often, their relationship hadn't become distant.
When they were young, to please their father, he often neglected him and his sister, Shang Zhixuan. It was his stepmother who disregarded
her grudges and took good care of them, allowing them to have a happy childhood. He and his sister would
never forget this kindness.
And today, this ignorant girl had misunderstood him!
Shang Zixin's usually expressionless handsome face showed rare anger. Jiang Luyao was frightened by the flames burning in his eyes and shrank back,
her face filled with horror. "I...I..."
Had she made things worse? She came to beg him not to send Niu Suzhen away, so why had she only enraged him?
She quickly lowered her voice and apologized, "Young Master, please don't be angry. It's because Lüyao is clumsy and doesn't know how to speak properly. She offended
you." She was willing to kneel if he would just appease her anger.
Shang Zixin's anger gradually subsided, and his previously stern expression returned to its usual coldness. "Then you
can leave!" Although he easily forgave her, he couldn't bear to let her know his decision.
He planned to take advantage of the time when he wasn't busy with business to visit his aunt and tell her not to pay attention to his mother .
As long as he was alive, no one could harm her.
Jiang Lüyao suddenly looked up, her face showing panic as she faced Shang Zixin, who was issuing the expulsion order. "Young Master, you haven't
promised me you wouldn't dare leave the Madam!" Without his affirmative answer, she refused to leave.
In a few days, it would be the 100th day after the Master's death. If she didn't get the answer she wanted, she wouldn't be able to put her mind at ease.
Upon hearing this, Shang Zixin was initially about to get angry at her for being ungrateful, but seeing the resolute look on her beautiful face, she...
The barely contained anger was instantly extinguished, replaced by an amused expression.
"You really aren't giving up..." he murmured, a hint of amusement flashing in his dark eyes,
his thin lips slightly upturned.
She was truly amusing, not afraid of provoking him at all! He couldn't resist teasing her, wanting to see who would win in the end.
He was always serious and aloof, and few dared to contradict him. Among the servants, Jiang Luyao was
arguably wasn't afraid of his anger.
Jiang Luyao stared blankly, bewildered by Shang Zixin's sudden change in temperament.
"Young Master..." Why was he staring at her without saying a word? What was he thinking?
Suddenly, she felt a chill and instinctively looked towards the tightly closed window, realizing that the coldness
originated from within.
Shang Zixin's burning gaze never left Jiang Luyao's beautiful face. His memory drifted back three years. Back then,
she was young, her every move still carrying a childish innocence, unworthy of any romantic interest. He never imagined that in just three years,
she could be transformed, completely reborn, into a woman everyone coveted!
She possessed the most captivating face he had ever seen, her skin snow-white and translucent, her eyes bright and clear as she stared at him, her
lips full but not thick, her almond cheeks flushed with excitement…
He never bothered with the maids in the manor, but he wanted to see if Jiang Luyao could make him break that rule!
Who told her to pique his interest? Tonight, he wouldn't let her escape unscathed…
"Actually, what I want to see is your sincerity." He wanted to test
the extent . "Sincerity? What kind of sincerity is that?" Jiang Luyao was completely bewildered, unable to understand what
he meant by sincerity. "It's like doing business. Why should I sell you a favor? I can sell my goods to others, why must I sell to you?" He explained with a smile, a dangerous glint in his shrewd eyes. "So this is sincerity," Jiang Luyao suddenly realized. He was demanding conditions from her. Conditions? She was just an orphan girl who had come to rely on their merchant family, penniless. What could she possibly offer? Her scalp tingled, and she nervously pursed her lips. "That's right!" Shang Zixin said happily, as if she were a promising student. "It's not just about money. Sincerity can be expressed in many ways, but whatever it is, it must satisfy me." "Then...how can I satisfy you?" Jiang Luyao asked tentatively. "Do you want to know?" The smile on Shang Zixin's handsome face made Jiang Luyao tremble . "Yes! Please tell me what to do, young master." Even with alarm bells ringing in her mind, reminding her to think twice, Jiang Luyao still nodded recklessly. "Haha!" Shang Zixin suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly. The piercing laughter was wild and eerie in the dark night. " Very good, I want you!" Chapter Three "You...you want me!" Jiang Luyao's body stiffened, and she asked in a trembling voice. "Yes! I want your body." Shang Zixin walked step by step towards Jiang Luyao, almost bumping into her. " Give me yourself, and I'll agree to your terms and won't dare let Madam go to the other residence." Jiang Luyao took a few steps back, staring directly at Shang Zixin. It took her a long time to process his words. "No..." This man is so shameless! He actually made such a condition. Jiang Luyao's delicate face flushed red as she glared angrily at Shang Zixin's arrogant and handsome face. Upon hearing her refusal, Shang Zixin spoke coldly, "Since you don't agree to my conditions, there 's nothing to say. Please leave immediately." Jiang Luyao was furious and turned to leave without saying a word, but the image of Niu Suzhen, the kind mother, suddenly popped , making her stop in time. No—she couldn't let Madam be driven out! She gritted her teeth and forced herself to turn around and face Shang Zixin. "You're too despicable! How dare you threaten me." She didn't feel the joy of being treated differently; instead, she felt insulted. "No one can force you, just as you can't force me to let Auntie stay," Shang Zixin said calmly, certain that Jiang Luyao was powerless against him. This wasn't just a test of her willingness to sacrifice; he wanted her, like a man wants a woman, and he was absolutely certain she would eventually yield. He wasn't lacking in women. As a businessman who had to socialize, he had no shortage of opportunities to visit brothels, but those women he bought were merely there to satisfy his physical desires, not to express any longing. Unlike his feelings for her, which were a desire to possess her… Yes! He wanted to possess this beautiful woman! He found his desire unbelievable, but he was determined to have her, starting tonight! " Think carefully, isn't this a fair trade where both parties benefit?" "Benefits? What benefits would I gain?" If she agreed to his conditions, her innocence would be lost; what benefit would that bring? But if it could bring her and the First Madam peace, why not? Suddenly, she was stunned by his imposing presence. His aura made her heart flutter, especially his deep eyes, which clearly reflected his desire for her, causing her face to flush involuntarily. Her heart underwent subtle changes, wavering and unsure of what to do. If it weren't for this situation, how would she feel about his blatant gaze? The answer was obvious—she would be utterly defenseless! At this moment, she was no longer ignorant about feelings; she had a profound understanding. Jiang Luyao took a deep breath, "Can I think about it for a few days? I…" She wanted to figure things out; perhaps with a few days, she could come up with a solution. Shang Zixin abruptly interrupted her, declaring without room for argument, "No! I want an answer now. After tonight , I'll assume you're not interested in my proposal." He had already seen her wavering; he wanted to force her to make a decision immediately, giving her no time to breathe! Hearing this , Jiang Luyao bit her lower lip, looking at the arrogant Shang Zixin, her heart churning with conflicting emotions. Finally, she had no choice but to nod, exchanging her innocence for a promise, " Okay , I agree to your conditions. " ********** ...

Shang Zixin was taller and stronger than her, completely disregarding her meager strength. Her slender hands
were quickly restrained by him, and with a swift movement, he captured her cherry lips.
Jiang Luyao froze, never expecting him to kiss her.
Taking advantage of her shock, Shang Zixin bit her lower lip, licking her soft lips repeatedly
until she came to her senses and tried to scream, at which point his tongue plunged in.
"Mmm..." Jiang Luyao tried to turn her face away, but Shang Zixin already occupied her mouth, preventing her from doing so.
His nimble tongue explored and swirled within her mouth, teasing her shy little tongue.
How could he be so sudden...?
Suddenly, she was mesmerized by his kiss, her body temperature gradually rising.
Seeing that her struggles had subsided, Shang Zixin's lips and tongue busily moved in and out of her cherry lips, teasing her
unique girlish fragrance.
Just as Jiang Luyao was about to catch her breath, Shang Zixin finally released her, letting her collapse into his arms to catch her breath.
After a while, Jiang Luyao, whose breathing gradually became smoother, stared at Shang Zixin with a flushed face, her heart filled with horror.
How could this be? She couldn't imagine it; he had made her dizzy with just one kiss… She was so scared. She hadn't realized
she was so vulnerable, so easily captivated!
"Surprised? I didn't expect you to like my kiss, did I?" Shang Zixin
couldn't help but ask with a smile, seeing the look of horror in her eyes.
Jiang Luyao stubbornly refused to admit her panic, "No… I want to ask you a question, when will this
deal end?" Fortunately, she came to her senses quickly and remembered to ask when it would end.
Shang Zixin raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, "Three times! You sleep in my bed three times, and I'll stop." Although
she tasted amazing, he didn't think his interest in her would last long.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luyao's face showed fear. Three times! Once was enough to ruin her, and twice more...
But now, there was no going back, no running away.
"Okay, I promise you..." Before she could finish speaking, Shang Zixin had already swept her up in his arms and was heading towards the stairs
.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Shang Zixin ignored Jiang Luyao's resistance and panicked screams, carrying her up to the second floor, into his
room, to the bed, and threw her onto it. Before she could turn over and escape, his strong body pounced on her.
Caught off guard and pinned to the bed, Jiang Luyao panicked, her small hands pushing Shang Zixin's body away. "
No ! I don't want to... go away! Go away!" At this moment, she finally felt that disaster was imminent, and there was no way to escape.
Shang Zixin suddenly raised his head, looking directly into Jiang Luyao's panicked eyes, and pouted angrily, "Have you forgotten
your promise, or are you playing me?" He actually told him to go away! If she hadn't been so terrified, he
really would have wanted to teach her a lesson!
Jiang Luyao's heart skipped a beat. "You mean starting tonight?" Good heavens! So fast!
Shang Zixin smiled sarcastically. "Yes! Or do you want to pick an auspicious day to go to bed with me?"
Jiang Luyao blushed at his words and whispered her rebuttal, "Of course not, it's just that I... I'm not
ready ..."
"Not ready?" Shang Zixin looked down at her shy and beautiful face.
"Yes, yes, I'm not ready yet. Can you let me go home tonight?" Jiang Luyao's eyes were full of expectation.
For her, every day she could delay was a day in the future!
Shang Zixin's deep eyes stared at her intently, as if he was considering whether to let the woman beneath him go tonight
.
Lying beneath him was already shameful enough, but now she had to face his burning gaze. Jiang Luyao looked away in
embarrassment, her heart pounding even more fiercely.
Shang Zixin stared at her for a long time before lowering his eyes. "Alright, if you don't want to, I won't force you..."
Jiang Luyao's face lit up with joy, but his next words were like a bucket of cold water,
extinguishing her fleeting hope.
"But don't forget this is a deal, not something you can just take or leave as you please!" he
said cunningly.
"What!" Jiang Luyao froze, watching his face, which made no attempt to hide his desire, approach her.
Shang Zixin placed his handsome face against Jiang Luyao's cheek, brushed aside the strands of hair clinging to her ear, and said in a
seductive voice, "I said—I won't let you go tonight!"
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Jiang Luyao's heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, Shang Zixin's large hand was already reaching for her.
She felt her soft breasts being grabbed, and a pair of large hands caressing them. Too
shocked to utter a sound.
Shang Zixin kneaded Jiang Luyao's full breasts, showering her delicate face with countless kisses. Her subtle
fragrance was not only pleasant, but her body was also incredibly soft. He instinctively felt he had discovered a treasure and was unwilling
to give her up .
"Young Master, I beg you..." Jiang Luyao pleaded after regaining her senses, still hoping he
would spare her.
His deep, pleasant voice chuckled wantonly in her ear, "Are you begging me to be gentle with you for one night?"
"No!" Jiang Luyao gasped sharply, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Judging from his lewd tone, it seemed her hopes of escaping unscathed tonight were nothing but a pipe dream!
"Haha!" Seeing her defeated expression, Shang Zixin couldn't help but laugh, one hand caressing her smooth face,
the other pressing down on her shoulder.
Jiang Luyao stared in horror at his lowered face, his lips landing firmly on hers, capturing her
lips with a gentle lick and nibble.
Soon, her breath was filled with the masculine scent of a man, her whole body enveloped in his burning heat.
Gradually, his kisses became less gentle, like a raging storm, roughly stirring up
waves of energy .
"Mmm..." Jiang Luyao desperately told herself that she must not succumb to his passionate kiss, but her inexperience
made her unable to resist his wild and forceful possession. Her delicate tongue began to dance and intertwine with his nimble tongue.
Her complete immersion pleased him greatly, and he cupped her head in his hands, kissing her even deeper and more intensely.
After a long while, he finally released her swollen lips, and she gazed at him, panting and confused.
"Now you no longer doubt your determination to have you, do you?" he said, cupping her dazed face.
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Jiang Luyao was completely unable to respond; her mind was in turmoil from his frenzied kisses.
She lay on the bed, letting him kiss her face and neck hungrily, his hands quickly removing all her
clothes .
"No..." she gasped softly, feeling his hand hook around the strap of her bodice, about to loosen it.
Shang Zixin glanced at her lecherously, ignoring her moan, and with a tug, the bodice slipped off her
body .
Suddenly, her flawless skin was revealed, and a pair of full, white breasts were presented before him.
"No!" Jiang Luyao cried out in surprise, trying to cover her exposed breasts, but she was too slow.
He grabbed her small hand with one hand and pressed down on one of her round breasts with the other.
To her surprise, a tingling sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced, surged through her where he touched.
"Don't be afraid..." Shang Zixin stroked Jiang Luyao's breasts, comforting her while chuckling, "I'm just
being gentle with you."
Gentle with her was torture! Jiang Luyao was stunned. If the atmosphere hadn't been so tense and chilling, she
would have argued back.
She was too nervous to move, which gave Shang Zixin more freedom to do as he pleased. His large hands kneaded her breasts, and
seeing the two rosy nipples adorning her firm peaks, he couldn't resist taking them into his mouth and teasing them.
"Ah—" she couldn't help but pant softly, feeling him wantonly biting and licking her, and he
let out wanton moans.
Although she felt very embarrassed, the pleasure shooting through her chest made her unable to calm down, and her delicate body
kept twisting beneath him.
Oh God! How embarrassing! Who will stop him?
Her head swayed from side to side, messing up her black hair, and she showed a helpless
yet charming expression as she felt her whole body burning.
At this moment, Shang Zixin was like a hungry beast, his hands constantly caressing Jiang Luyao's breasts, his wet and hot
tongue lightly pecking and sucking on her erect nipples, bringing her wave after wave of intense pleasure.
Inexperienced and still some distance from true intimacy,
she felt her body no longer belonged to her, but was a prisoner of desire, thanks to his omnipresent and all-encompassing touches.
"Young Master, no..." Jiang Luyao was powerless, unable to push away the waves of attacks,
and could only plead in a seductive voice.
Shang Zixin was enjoying her fragrant softness, how could he let go because of her sweet pleas? He
lightly touched , causing her whole body to tremble, then drew circles on her areolas, slowly tugging at the hardened nipples.
"Beg me to let you go! Maybe I'll take pity on you and spare this charming little vixen."
In reality , he just wanted to hear her moans, how could he really let her go!
He loved listening to women's moans in bed, which ignited his desire.
Jiang Luyao believed him, thinking he would spare her. She parted her lips, pleading, "Please,
young master, please let me go..." Unaware that in the throes of passion, her seductive voice was incredibly alluring,
capable of driving someone even more mad.
Shang Zixin deliberately tormented her, lightly licking her perfect neck, bewitching her senses. "Not only beg me,
but tell me you want me."
Jiang Luyao was already dazed by the pleasure he had aroused, and without thinking, she complied with his command.
"Young master, I want you..."
The words left her lips, and she realized something was wrong, but she was already lost in desire,
powerless .
"Heh...you want me that much?" Shang Zixin grinned. At this moment, he finally knew she
couldn't escape his grasp.
He might be indifferent, apathetic to many, but once he aroused his interest, he would be
wholeheartedly devoted and unwilling to let go.
Right now, he was the woman she was interested in!
He wanted her to please him with her delicate body, to quell his ever-growing desire.
"Alright, I'll make you happy!" With that, Shang Zixin launched a fierce offensive, his large hand slowly
groping downwards, passing through the soft hair, until it reached between her legs, invading her private flower as if it were empty.
Her little hole was already wet, waiting for his arrival, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.
"So wet... waiting for me to take you in?" He caressed her engorged lips, asking with a wicked smile.
"No!" Jiang Luyao was startled, instinctively clamping her legs together to stop him from entering.
Shang Zixin smiled slightly, ignoring her refusal for the time being, and suddenly bit her pink nipple, confusing her
mind and causing her legs to loosen weakly.
"You said no, but look how excited you are." He teased.
Jiang Luyao was too ashamed to look at him and quickly looked away. But when his large hand delved deeper into her wet
petals, her whole body stiffened, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Don't do this..." Her inner thighs were gushing with fluid, a testament to her arousal.
"Don't what? Don't you like it?" he panted, slowly inserting his fingertip into her tight
flower.
"Ah—" Jiang Luyao screamed, the force of his finger causing a slight sting.
Shang Zixin felt his fingertip being sucked into her vagina and began to slowly move it in and out, observing Jiang Luyao's expression.
He saw her contorted face relax as the pleasure from the movements gradually eased...
"Ah—" Jiang Luyao moaned ecstatically, her head glistening with sweat.
She didn't understand why this was happening, but she couldn't help but writhe with his fingers.
Feeling like she was melting into a puddle of water, she opened her throat and groaned continuously, her body swaying more violently.
What was happening was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. The intense stimulation and pleasure were overwhelming, and she
felt as if her body was being consumed by flames.
Suddenly, she reached her limit. "Ah... I can't take it anymore..." Her whole body tensed, and she reached orgasm.
"Ah—" she cried out in the most enchanting moan.
Taking advantage of her convulsions and inability to move, Shang Zixin quickly removed his clothes, knelt between her legs,
spread her weak legs wide, and then pressed down on her, placing his swollen, hard erection against her wet, tender opening. He
then slowly pushed in—"Ah! It hurts—" The burning pain at the moment of penetration brought tears to her eyes.
Shang Zixin remained still, waiting for her to adjust to his presence. Although he wasn't surprised that she was a virgin, being her first
man greatly satisfied his pride.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Although Jiang Luyao was still crying out in pain, she was gradually getting used to Shang Zixin's size, and
her resistance was gradually weakening.
As soon as he sensed her resistance weakening, Shang Zixin, sweating profusely, began to thrust in, the friction creating waves of exhilarating
pleasure.
She was so tight that each penetration and withdrawal was incredibly difficult, yet he absolutely adored this torturous sensation.
Tightness!
"Ah...so fast..." Pain was completely replaced by pleasure. With each thrust, Jiang Luyao's
slender hands clung tightly to Shang Zixin's strong arms.
At this moment, her mind was blank, her consciousness swallowed and submerged by passion.
Seeing that she was completely lost in the moment, Shang Zixin quickened the thrusting of his hips, feeling her gripping his strong breasts,
her flower path contracting violently, his large hands squeezing her heavy, delicate breasts, the power from his narrow hips deep and fierce,
thrusting and attacking again and again...
"Ah ah—" Jiang Luyao pressed tightly against Shang Zixin's body, following the increasingly rapid rhythm, her small mouth
not forgetting to let out pleasurable moans.
She had forgotten herself, forgotten the mundane world, forgotten that this was an unfair transaction for her. She was
controlled by the desire of her body, sinking into lovemaking, letting passion lead her to an incredible world...
"Ah ah—" Jiang Luyao let out pleasurable moans, trembling continuously.
Shang Zixin sucked on her beautiful nipples, thrusting and plundering her
body , satisfying his terrifying desires.
His surging fluids coursed through her, causing her to arch her back, swaying and shaking violently.
She felt a growing tension within her, rising in her abdomen, making her gasp for breath, her body
growing heavier.
"Ah—" The next instant, unable to contain the escalating passion, she reached orgasm, her abdomen exploding with
overwhelming pleasure as blood rushed through her body, her small mouth uttering an uncontrollable moan.
Shang Zixin remained inside her, ignoring the violent contractions of her vaginal walls, thrusting and rubbing even more wildly
until his entire body was engulfed by intense passion, finally ejaculating his semen with satisfaction…
**************************
At dawn, Jiang Luyao, taking advantage of Shang Zixin's sleep, quickly escaped from the west pavilion.
Shang Zixin's insatiable demands throughout the night left her feeling worse than after a full day of work, her body aching all over.
Especially her most embarrassing area—her groin—required clenching of her teeth with every step to keep
from crying out in pain.
How could she end up like this on the way back to Niu Suzhen's courtyard? She pursed her lips, lost in thought.
What humiliated her most wasn't having to trade her body, but the entire lovemaking process last night; she had been
utterly unable to resist, all her feelings of disgust vanishing under his skillful techniques.
She was filled with anxiety. What was she going to do now? She was terrified that she would not only lose her virginity but also her
heart…
Lost in her own thoughts, Jiang Luyao didn't notice a pair of eyes behind her. Upon seeing her,
they looked puzzled. "Luyao, what are you doing here?" Dong'er, one of Yuan Yunniang's personal maids,
called out to stop her as soon as she noticed Jiang Luyao's suspicious behavior.
Jiang Luyao froze, already afraid of being discovered leaving Shang Zixin's room. Hearing Dong'er
's voice, she turned even paler.
She slowly turned around, her voice trembling with fear, "It's you, Dong'er..."
"What are you doing here at this hour? Are you up to something bad?" Fortunately, it was still dark, and Dong'er
couldn't see Jiang Luyao's guilty expression.
"You're asking me? Aren't you here too?" Relying on Yuan Yunniang's favor, Dong'er was
extremely , so Jiang Luyao naturally wouldn't speak kindly to her.
"It was the Second Madam who told me to instruct the kitchen to boil water and make tea. And what about you?" Yuan Yunniang suffered from insomnia,
and Dong'er was often forced to get up in the middle of the night to serve her.
"I..." Jiang Luyao couldn't think of a way to explain her presence here, so she could only make up an
excuse , "I'm going to the back of the kitchen to wash clothes."
There was a small pool behind the kitchen, specifically used to wash the clothes of everyone in the mansion.
"Going to wash clothes empty-handed? Who are you trying to fool!" Dong'er sneered. Not only was Jiang Luyao empty-handed, but
she was also in the wrong direction. She had always disliked Jiang Luyao, feeling both jealous and resentful that she was prettier and more popular than herself.
Jiang Luyao glared at Dong'er, "That's why I need to go back and get my clothes!" Luckily, she reacted quickly and did
n't panic.
"What?" Dong'er hadn't expected Jiang Luyao's answer.
Jiang Luyao knew that if she stayed any longer, Dong'er would definitely see through her, because the only way she came
would be to the kitchen and the west pavilion.
She absolutely couldn't let Dong'er guess that she had spent the night at Shang Zixin's place, otherwise… just thinking of Yuan Yunniang
sent chills down her spine.
"I have things to do, I'm going back." Jiang Luyao hurriedly said goodbye, ignoring Dong'er's suspicious gaze, and quickened
her pace to leave. (The following is a separate section
): The Enchanting Maid 2 May your heart's longing be etched in your mind, constantly on your mind…
Chapter Four
For the next whole day, Jiang Luyao remained in a state of uncertainty.
Seeing that Jiang Luyao looked unwell, Niu Suzhen told her to rest for a day, but she refused. Lying in bed
with nothing to do, her mind would be filled with the vivid images of last night, making it even more unbearable.
No! She couldn't bear to think about last night anymore!
Just as Jiang Luyao was trying to shake off the disturbing memories, the cup suddenly slipped from her hand and
shattered , finally pulling her back to reality.
After Jiang Luyao broke the third teacup of the day, Niu Suzhen finally couldn't contain her worry. "Luyao,
what's wrong with you today? Are you sick?" She hadn't noticed Jiang Luyao's absence all night and assumed she was ill
.
"Yes! Sister Luyao, you look terrible. Should we go back to our rooms and rest?" The speaker was a
beautiful girl whose slightly worried eyes resembled Shang Zixin's. She was Shang Zhixuan, the only daughter of the Shang family—
Shang Zixin's younger sister.
"I...I'm fine. I just slipped. I'm so sorry." Seeing their concern, Jiang Luyao
explained as she squatted down to pick up the broken pieces of the cup.
She wasn't physically unwell; the physical pain from her unrestrained indulgence had subsided after applying the medicine.
What bothered her were the lingering, intoxicating images of their passionate encounter.
After getting up, she saw Shang Zhixuan's long, slender eyes, so similar to her brother's, filled with concern, and Jiang Luyao couldn't help but blush
.
Ah! It was precisely those clear eyes that made her restless.
Jiang Luyao quickly looked away, not wanting to be disturbed by those eyes any longer. "I'm really fine,
Madam and Miss don't need to worry," she said guiltily.
Shang Zhixuan had always liked Jiang Luyao, who was a year older than her, and was quite concerned about her unusual behavior. "Sister Luyao..."
"Sister, you should go and rest! I'll keep Auntie company. If anything happens, I can help Xiao Juan."
Xiao Juan was Shang Zhixuan's maid. Because Shang Zhixuan liked the kind Niu Suzhen very much, despite her mother's displeasure and
various attempts to stop her, she often secretly brought Xiao Juan to visit Niu Suzhen's courtyard.
"Thank you, Miss. Don't worry, I'm really fine." Jiang Luyao was embarrassed. Thinking of how she had made everyone uneasy,
she felt guilty and dared not agree to rest.
But staying here would only lead to further embarrassment, so she made an excuse to leave.
"I'm going to the kitchen. Please stay and chat with Madam." Jiang Luyao didn't dare linger. She took the
broken shards of the cup and went out towards the kitchen.
Li Kai saw the concerned looks from Niu Suzhen and the others, which relieved her. She no longer needed to pretend to be fine in front of everyone
; however... Shang Zixin's image still haunted her like a ghost.
She felt terrified. No matter what the future held, once the two had been intimate, they could never sever
their ties .
It wasn't that she didn't want to be close to him; as long as it wasn't under duress, she would agree.
At least they needed to establish feelings before engaging in physical intimacy, to avoid the anxiety and uncertainty that followed.
The only consolation was that she and the First Madam could stay, no longer needing to worry about being taken to
the villa outside the city by the Second Madam.
If the First Madam didn't have to worry about the future, then sacrificing her virginity wasn't so bad; perhaps it was worth it.
As she walked, a commotion ahead caught Jiang Luyao's attention.
It was him! She spotted Shang Zixin's tall figure approaching from afar. Startled, she didn't
think twice and hid in a nearby bush, terrified of running into him.
Because she hid so well, and because Shang Zixin was completely focused, she managed to avoid him.
Only after she could no longer see Shang Zixin's back did Jiang Luyao jump out of the bushes, still shaken.
How could he be here? The direction he was heading... was the path leading to Niu Suzhen's courtyard. Could it be... he
's here to see her?
Jiang Luyao's face turned pale and then red, her expression filled with horror at Shang Zixin's intentions. What should she do? A wave of panic washed over her, and her legs went weak. She didn't want to see him because she couldn't stop thinking about last night. She was already troubled even when he wasn't around, let alone with him standing before her, full of energy. Recalling his burning, lustful eyes from last night, as if he wanted to devour her alive, she couldn't help but shudder and quicken her pace. She suddenly felt so useless; she was completely terrified at the sight of him. Oh! What should she do? ********************************** Jiang Luyao deliberately lingered in the kitchen for a long time before leaving. Back in Niu Suzhen's room, she didn't see Shang Zixin. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief and began to thank God , Niu Suzhen suddenly ordered her to go to Shang Zixin's west pavilion. "Madam, you mean... you want me to go to the young master's room?" Jiang Luyao's almond-shaped eyes widened, hoping she had misheard . But contrary to her wishes, she hadn't misheard. "Yes!" Niu Suzhen smiled slightly, her eyes filled with joy as she thought of Shang Zixin's filial piety. "Recently, our trading company received a batch of high-grade medicinal herbs, including some rare and excellent ginseng. This child said he brought back a few to nourish my body, but he forgot to bring them with him and asked me to send you to get them from him." It turned out that Shang Zixin, who had come specifically to find Jiang Luyao but couldn't find her, guessed she might be deliberately hiding, so he devised this plan to lure her to his residence. "Is that so?" Jiang Luyao's heart clenched, feeling uneasy. Getting the ginseng was just an excuse; his real purpose was to get her to go. "Yes! Hurry up and go." Niu Suzhen looked at Jiang Luyao with a puzzled expression at her lack of movement. "What's wrong , Luyao? Are you still feeling unwell?" Jiang Luyao had an impulse to answer that she wasn't feeling well, but fearing that such an answer would frighten Niu Suzhen, she had to change her mind. "No, Madam, I'll go now." Jiang Luyao dragged her heavy steps, and it took her some time to reach the west pavilion. Before she even stepped onto the steps in front of the door, the door was suddenly opened, and Shang Zixin appeared before her. In broad daylight, he looked down at her, his imposing aura making Jiang Luyao feel helpless. A sense of powerlessness instantly spread from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and she almost collapsed to the ground. "Young Master..." she mustered her courage and called out. Shang Zixin seemed not to hear her, continuing to look her up and down, finally focusing his gaze on her slightly pale face. "Come in." With a flick of his long sleeves, he walked into the room first. Jiang Luyao slowly moved, reluctantly following Shang Zixin into the inner hall. Like , she stood before him with her eyes lowered. For a long time, Shang Zixin remained silent. Jiang Luyao, unable to contain her confusion, looked up at him. Their eyes met, and she trembled. His gaze was so intense and sharp, it felt as if it wanted to strip her naked. Jiang Luyao shrank back nervously, her eyes darting around anxiously. "Young Master, it was Madam who sent me here ..." She wanted to leave quickly. "I put the ginseng for Madam on the table," Shang Zixin interrupted Jiang Luyao. "Okay!" Jiang Luyao looked at a package wrapped in oil paper on the table. "I'll take it, thank you, Young Master." Without thinking twice, she prepared to grab it and run away. Seeing Jiang Luyao trying to escape, Shang Zixin shouted, "Don't think you can just run away like that! Stay here!" He rushed towards her, grabbing her small arm. "Young Master, I want to go back quickly, please let me go." Jiang Luyao anxiously tried to break free from Shang Zixin, but his hands were like iron claws, firmly holding her. Shang Zixin ignored her request and insisted on questioning her, "I'm asking you, are you avoiding me?" "What?" Jiang Luyao's eyes widened, and she shook her head vigorously, quickly denying it, "I didn't, I didn't know you would go to the First Madam's place." How could she dare to admit it? She didn't have nine lives and wasn't fearless of death. "Lying!" Shang Zixin rebuked her mercilessly, "Zhixuan's maid went to the kitchen to find you, why didn't you come back with her?" Thinking of her avoiding him, he couldn't help but feel angry. "The kitchen was very busy, I stayed to help Aunt Hu." Jiang Luyao explained. "What a joke! Aren't six or seven people enough in the kitchen? Are all the people my Shang family employs just waiting to eat and not doing anything? It seems I need to reorganize." Shang Zixin sneered, his tone stern.

His targeting of innocent people was blatant. Upon hearing this, Jiang Luyao, unwilling to implicate others, hurriedly clarified, "
I wanted to stay in the kitchen; it has nothing to do with anyone else. Please don't take it out on them."
"So you admit you deliberately avoided me, right?" He knew it! He released her hand.
Jiang Luyao rubbed the spot where he had gripped her, resignedly admitting, "Yes."
"Why?" Shang Zixin looked displeased. "In fact, you've been avoiding me for three years."
Don't think he didn't know that for the past three years, whenever she saw him, she would hide like a mouse seeing a cat.
He had only found it boring then, not caring much, and too lazy to know the reason: but now the situation was different.
She was his, and he took her avoidance as disgust; he wouldn't allow her to hate him.
From now on, she wouldn't be able to escape from him!
"You know?" Jiang Luyao exclaimed in surprise.
She was surprised that he had noticed, but… a greater sense of joy welled up inside her.
He never said anything; she had thought she was so insignificant as to not deserve his attention.
"Of course I know. Do you think I'm blind? You run away and hide when you see me. I just
didn't want to argue with you!" Shang Xin said with a stern face.
"I'm just an insignificant servant..." Jiang Luyao murmured, her face downcast.
Hearing her soft whisper, Shang Zixin lifted her delicate chin with one hand and said meaningfully, "No!
It hasn't been like that since last night."
Of course, because you want me. Jiang Luyao looked away, refusing to look at him.
"Not only that, from today onwards, you're not allowed to run away from me." Seeing that she didn't react, Shang Zixin raised
his voice, "Did you hear me? I want you to have only me in your heart."
Her heart suddenly clenched, and Jiang Luyao couldn't utter a sound for a long time, only staring blankly at Shang Zixin.
How could he say such a thing? What a domineering person! But it also warmed her heart. What was
going on
Shang Zixin didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he said. He wanted Jiang Luyao to devote all her attention to him alone,
to satisfy his desire for her.
His fingers suddenly moved from her chin to her slightly parted lips, staring at her full, moist lips, so close that
she could inhale his hot breath.
"Sit down with me on the chair." He was still reminiscing about their passionate encounter the night before, unable to forget her alluring
appearance during the moment.
"What?" Jiang Luyao was stunned for a moment. Shang Zixin had already snatched the things from her hands and carried her to the chair.
It wasn't until she sat on his lap and felt his large hand covering her breasts that she suddenly came to her senses.
"Young Master!" she called out breathlessly.
"Call me again. I love your voice." Shang Zixin whispered in Jiang Luyao's ear.
"No! Young Master, let me go, let me go back." Jiang Luyao pushed away Shang Zixin's body that was leaning towards her, struggling
to jump off his lap.
Holding her slender waist tightly, Shang Zixin wouldn't let her escape. "No! I'm still angry." He had
to catch her to vent his anger.
"Then what do you want?" Jiang Luyao asked angrily.
"What do you think?" A cunning smile played on his lips. "You should know what I want."
Jiang Luyao blushed, both ashamed and angry. "In broad daylight, have you no shame?" Thinking of his purpose,
she forgot she was a servant and retorted.
Doing this in broad daylight, how shameful! She didn't want to!
But, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head, especially since he had her under his control.
Thinking this, she couldn't help but wail inwardly, her pretty face contorted in pain.
"I just don't want to be shameless, and I'm going to drag you down with me!" His smile became even more suggestive and
unrestrained.
His large hand caressed her full breasts, kneading them forcefully, causing her to gasp and collapse into his arms.
"You...you're so despicable." She glared at him angrily, her chest heaving.
But she was even angrier at herself for being so weak, surrendering so easily to his teasing.
"Is that so? And that's not all that's despicable!" he threatened.
He then roughly tore open her bodice, and with a gentle hook, her tender pink bodice
slipped down, revealing a pair of plump, white breasts that bounced out, so tempting that one's mouth watered.
"No—" she cried out in panic, trying to cover her exposed chest, but he pinned her hands behind her back.
She could only watch helplessly as he lowered his face, touching her seemingly welcoming upper body, tasting the
pink tips of her breasts.
He pecked and sucked, teasing her relentlessly, making her nipples even redder.
"Ah…ah…" Jiang Luyao moaned uncontrollably, her chest heaving even higher, increasingly unable to restrain herself.
Now she was even less able to escape, forced to let him do as he pleased, to vent his anger however he pleased!
Hearing her moans in his ears, Shang Zixin remembered her sweet little mouth. His face, which had been pressed against her chest,
suddenly shifted its target, greedily sealing her escaping moans with his lips.
At the same time, he released her small hands, his large hands climbing up her high, firm breasts, kneading, pulling, and flicking
the hard, red buds at the peaks.
She was so sweet! Last night's memory was definitely not something he had imagined!
"Ah...ah...Young Master..." Her hot tongue reached her jade neck, her moans growing louder and
louder .
"Good girl...let me punish you properly, you can't hide from me anymore." He raised his face and coaxed,
turning her around so she had her back to him.
His large hands suddenly left her reddened breasts, moving downwards, unbuttoning her pants, and his large palms slid into her slightly
protruding mounds, caressing the lush grass.
"Ah...don't do this..." He felt his large hands exploring downwards, reaching her wet, flower-like
opening .
How could he do this! Perhaps it would make her forget her shame, but it was broad daylight, what if someone
broke in?
But the more anxious she became, the less Shang Zixin would let go, deliberately teasing her, making her completely flustered.
"Don't what? Don't you want me to do this?" His fingers were already touching her moist vulva.
Jiang Luyao nodded breathlessly, "Yes..." As soon as she sensed his hand moving forward, she quickly closed her legs.
But doing so only caused her legs to clamp his hand, leaving her in a dilemma.
"Don't you want it? It's already so wet..." He didn't care what she thought; he refused
to leave pinched her labia, gently kneading them between his fingertips, stimulating her sensitive senses.
"Ah..." Jiang Luyao groaned weakly, her legs opening wide from exhaustion, allowing Shang Zixin to play with her at will.
A large amount of clear, viscous love fluid flowed from the place he possessed.
It's so hot! She felt like she was on fire, her head spinning under his intense caresses…
…
She couldn't let him continue like this; the First Madam was waiting for her to return, and if she didn't leave quickly, the First Madam would
worry ; moreover, she had stayed too long, which would arouse suspicion.
The thought of this secret being discovered terrified her, and her consciousness cleared slightly.
"Please… let me go." She looked back, pleading softly to that handsome face, "Spare
me… young master."
"Why don't I want to stop yet?" Shang Zixin was still aroused, his interest was high, how could he easily let
her go
? "But we'll be discovered during the day, we can't do this…" Jiang Luyao said breathlessly.
Shang Zixin smiled wickedly, parting the layers of pink flesh, finding the hidden clitoris, and gently tugging at it with his hand,
causing her waist and hips to twist incessantly.
"No! I'm not satisfied yet, and I'm still angry." He just wanted her, regardless of day or
night !
"Ah..." Faced with the overwhelming passion, she couldn't help but cry out, but she was also terrified of being discovered.
"No... please let me go..."
"Didn't I say I'd stop only after I'd had my fill? Really!" Shang Zixin chuckled, his sharp
attacks never slowing down. After abandoning his fondling of her clitoris, his wicked hand covered her vulva, his thick fingers
penetrating deep inside.
"Ah... ah..." Ecstasy escaped her lips, mingling with his thrusting movements.
Her head, resting on his chest, swayed constantly, each thrust from below making her lose control, completely
lost
in the moment. She had completely surrendered; the things that had been weighing on her mind no longer bothered her. She was immersed in passion, rising and
falling in the tide of desire.
Looking at Jiang Luyao's face, flushed with spring passion, Shang Zixin was also suffering. He was not only drenched in sweat, but also felt
pain .
But to please her, he forced himself to endure, gritting his teeth as he continued to tease her, drawing her into a sea of desire from which she could not escape.
He had originally intended to vent his pent-up anger by punishing her with lovemaking, but he hadn't expected that tormenting her was also tormenting
himself . The anger in his chest subsided, but the fire in his groin flared up.
"Ah...no...I can't take it anymore..." The pleasure within her surged higher and higher, and Jiang Luyao
cried out loudly, unable to bear it any longer.
Suddenly, overflowing with desire, she reached orgasm in one swift motion, her entire body flushed red,
trembling .
He felt the inner walls of her vagina contracting repeatedly, large drops of sweat dripping onto her
breasts to subside.
"Let me go..." Jiang Luyao weakly pleaded after the passion had subsided.
Shang Zixin obeyed, releasing her, letting her pink and delicate body slide to the ground.
He stood up, his back to her. Ignoring whether her legs were too weak to support her, he struggled to
calm his breathing and wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Hurry up and get dressed, then leave." Compared to his previous attitude, he now seemed cold and distant.
Jiang Luyao didn't understand why Shang Zixin was acting this way, but thinking that staying too long would attract attention, she
didn't dwell on it. Her trembling hands quickly put on her clothes, she stood up, holding onto a chair, and lowered her shy
gaze. "I...I have to go." She picked up the packet of ginseng, intending to leave.
"Wait, I have something to tell you." Shang Zixin turned back and called to Jiang Luyao, his expression one of great distress.
Jiang Luyao stopped, breaking out in a cold sweat, mistakenly thinking he was preventing her from leaving. "Young Master, I can't not
go back . Madam will become suspicious."
"Don't worry, I'm not trying to keep you here. I'm just telling you to come see me tonight." Shang Zixin stared at
Jiang Luyao 's still-blushing face, his voice escaping through clenched teeth.
"Tonight?" Jiang Luyao hesitated, "Why should I come see you? You just…" She couldn't
bring herself to say it.
"You should know that you were the one who got satisfied, not me," Shang Zixin retorted.
He had been holding back, sweating profusely, because he knew very well that once they were in bed
, he wouldn't let go until nightfall.
Did Jiang Luyao have any other choice but to agree? "Okay! I understand." This time she didn't dare
linger and quickly left.
Only after her footsteps completely disappeared did Shang Zixin breathe a sigh of relief, collapsing into a chair as if exhausted.
Damn it! He actually began to look forward to the night...

Chapter Five
"You don't need to wait by my bedside for me to fall asleep. You're tired too, go to bed early tonight!"
After having Jiang Luyao help her take off her outer clothes, shoes, and socks, Niu Suzhen saw her lost in thought by the bedside and spoke up.
"Yes, Madam." Jiang Luyao was stunned for a moment before replying.
She lowered the bed curtains for Niu Suzhen, then blew out the candles, closed the door, and left. "Madam, I'm leaving."
Fortunately, Niu Suzhen wasn't like Yuan Yunniang who would call someone to serve her in the middle of the night, so she didn't have to worry about her spending the night in the West Pavilion
being exposed.
After closing the door, she let out a breath, turned around, walked through the courtyard, looked up at the moon hanging high in the sky
, and her two delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
What to do? Should she go or not?
Her steps grew slower and slower until she finally stopped, unable to muster the courage to continue.
After what happened in the afternoon, she became more and more worried...
She couldn't help but fall in love with Shang Zixin, and just thinking about it filled her with panic. He was definitely not
the gentle and kind man she remembered. He had despicably exploited her love for Niu Suzhen, ruining her innocence.
However, the scene of him removing the small white flower from her hair kept stirring her thoughts, causing her
mood to plummet and then soar, leaving her bewildered.
Why was this happening? She should hate him, yet why couldn't she ?
Every time she saw him, she felt she should hate him, but… as soon as she
smelled
drunk , uncontrollably collapsing onto him. What should she do…?
Suddenly, she heard the distant sound of the night watchman's
drum, reminding her that midnight was approaching. Sigh! She sighed and continued walking. ********** ...

Before Jiang Luyao could even steady herself, she was suddenly startled, finding the words chilling to the bone.
"And then there's... but..." she stammered, her confused gaze fixed on him.
"But what?" Shang Zixin glanced at her, waiting for her to continue. "What are you trying to say?"
"Didn't I say it three times, including what happened this afternoon..." Jiang Luyao's
face flushed as she imagined what was to come. "Only tonight left."
Naively, she couldn't see that he was already planning to change his mind, and she earnestly reminded him.
"Do you think I'll let you go after I've tasted you?" Shang Zixin's gloomy expression vanished, replaced by
a smile.
"What? What did you say?" Jiang Luyao was startled, thinking she had misheard, but the subtle
flirtation on his handsome face proved she hadn't misheard.
His eyes narrowed, Shang Zixin making no attempt to hide his desire to possess her. "I want you to stay by my side, to spend
every night with me in tenderness."
That's right! He wanted her. Only after she left this afternoon did he realize that three times couldn't satisfy his
desires. He wanted her by his side, at least for a long time before he would let go.
Hearing this, Jiang Luyao was shocked. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her fists clenched tightly. "This isn't
the condition we agreed on! How could you go back on your word!"
Just thinking about what happened after she left this place this afternoon made her realize that her affair with Shang Zixin
would be discovered sooner or later—less than ten steps from this door, Qiuju, one of Yuan Yunniang's
maids , happened to walk in carrying the tonics Yuan Yunniang had ordered.
If she had been a moment later, Qiuju would have seen her with him! Although she had escaped by chance,
the thought of it afterwards made her tremble uncontrollably.
She wasn't afraid of being kicked out of the manor; she was worried that the Second Madam would take the opportunity to cause trouble for the First Madam. She didn't want
to add to the First Madam's burden; it would make her feel guilty.
With a raised eyebrow, Shang Zixin showed his indifference to her accusations. "Fine! Even if I broke my promise and
failed to keep my word, that means our deal failed, all promises are null and void."
He sat down casually, a hint of malice flickering in his smiling eyes, seemingly genuine yet feigned.
Jiang Luyao froze, a wave of panic washing over her at his words.
"Then you and your aunt should choose a good day and prepare to move into the villa!" He was completely certain she
was powerless .
Like a bolt from the blue, Jiang Luyao was stunned, speechless, unable to believe that all her
efforts .
"How could you do this? I don't understand. I'm just a servant... I'm not worth you going to such
lengths to deal with me." She asked excitedly, filled with resentment and hatred, her mind filled with questions about why he treated her this way.
Shang Zixin frowned, half-closing his eyes in thought, as if her words troubled him.
To be honest, he didn't know why he had schemed so hard to get her.
Was it simply because she could satisfy him in bed? The answer wasn't so simple, but he couldn't pinpoint the
key .
Staring at her bright, watery eyes, tinged with anger, and the blush rising from her turbulent emotions, he couldn't help but
stroke her smooth, snow-white skin, revealing his desire for her.
Jiang Luyao held her breath, letting Shang Zixin's long, slender fingers brush across her red cheek.
"Don't you like me? I want you?" He only knew that without a little trickery, he couldn't keep her.
"I..." Unexpectedly, he asked her the same question, and Jiang Luyao hesitated, instantly caught in a dilemma.
How could this be? She should have answered loudly and directly that she didn't like him, but... why were his eyes like
a deep pool, full of tenderness, stealing her voice, captivating her soul
? Was this what they called depravity, making her unable to resist her descent...?
Shang Zixin was unaware that Jiang Luyao was caught in a battle between heaven and earth, her heart a tangled mess, throbbing with desire for her hazy eyes and
rosy lips.
His fingertips caressed her lips, and unable to resist the rising desire within him, he pulled her into his arms, gently
sealing her slightly parted lips with his own.
"Mmm..." Startled by the kiss, Jiang Luyao trembled slightly, then readily accepted Shang Zixin's relentless
teasing .
Her breath was fragrant and intoxicating, making him unable to resist, and his kisses into her mouth grew increasingly passionate and
rough.
This is wrong! A faint voice echoed in Jiang Luyao's heart, but her mind was already scattered, unable to resist, and
she could only let him do as he pleased.
After a long while, Shang Zixin was satisfied and released Jiang Luyao's tender lips, which were swollen and red from the kiss.
"You don't hate that I want you, do you?" he asked breathlessly.
Still in a daze, Jiang Luyao immediately focused upon hearing this, lowering her eyes and not daring
to answer .
"Answer me, do you like me or not?" Hating the feeling of unrequited love, Shang Zixin lifted Jiang Luyao's
flushed face, his eyes gleaming, determined to extract an answer from her lips.
Faced with the unwavering resolve on his face, Jiang Luyao was momentarily at a loss. She didn't want to succumb
to him so quickly, but she simply couldn't resist his captivating charm.
Finally, unwilling to go against her feelings, she blurted out, "I like you…" Her cheeks burned,
her voice soft.
"What?" Shang Zixin pretended not to hear, pressing his lips to hers, deliberately teasing her, "Are you saying that to a mosquito
? I didn't hear you."
Jiang Luyao knew he was being sarcastic, glaring at him angrily, and squeezing out a loud voice in his ear, "I don't dislike you!" "
Then you like me, right?" Shang Zixin was delighted, pulling her into a tight embrace.
Jiang Luyao quickly pushed away from his chest, lifting her face from his arms, "Then will you still make me and the First Madam
move out?" Unable to get his promise, she felt uneasy.
"No." Though it was a bit of a mood killer, Shang Zixin still answered patiently, pulling her into
his . "As long as you're obedient and listen to me, you and Auntie won't have to worry about the future."
Who told him to be so uncontrollably infatuated with her!
Jiang Luyao felt much more at ease upon hearing this, but a bitter feeling welled up inside her.
What
For a moment, she regretted her initial lapse of judgment; she shouldn't have exchanged her body for his
promise…
because she had not only lost her virginity, but her heart had also been left with him…
But Shang Zixin, his desire surging, certainly wouldn't give her time to regret. The warm, soft flesh pressed against his body, making his
heart flutter and his desire ignite.
"Kiss me!" he said impatiently.
His deep, suppressed voice seemed to possess a magical power. Jiang Luyao, without time to think, tiptoed closer to his
handsome face .
Before she was fully close, he couldn't resist capturing her cherry-like lips,
lingering briefly before prying them open with his tongue, gliding over her pearly teeth, and invading her sweet mouth, entwining with her shy tongue
in a passionate embrace.
She moaned softly in his burning mouth, her body going limp, her consciousness fading.
He had waited all day for this moment to have her beneath him, so while sucking and possessing her sweet
lips , he lifted her up in his arms.
A surge of heat coursed through his body; he was burning with desire. He couldn't wait to return to the second-floor room and carried her to
the study .
When Jiang Luyao felt Shang Zixin's weight on her, she realized with a start that he had placed her on
the recliner in the study.
"Young Master…" she murmured, her breath ragged, as his fingers roamed over her body.
"Do you like me touching you like this?" Shang Zixin's lips rubbed against her neck, inhaling the girl's sweet
scent .
Jiang Luyao nodded vigorously, her face flushed. His hot breath washed over her, and her body
felt .
Seeing her admit it, Shang Zixin chuckled and lightly licked the lines of her neck with the tip of his tongue. The almost imperceptible
sensation sent goosebumps up her skin, and she involuntarily wriggled, arching her lower
body slightly to touch his.
"Do you want it?" He chuckled as he felt her lean closer.
"Mmm..." Jiang Luyao nodded shyly. Tonight's desire had come so quickly, catching her off guard.
Of course, Shang Zixin wanted to satisfy her desires as much as possible. He reached out and unbuttoned her
clothes, removing them from her body.
Her alluring curves, slender waist, and shapely legs were immediately revealed, making his mouth dry and
his eyes unable to leave her beautiful and alluring body.
"So beautiful...such a beautiful body..." His eyes shone with admiration.
"Young Master..." She was stunned by his sparkling gaze, unable to move.
"Tell me, you want me." Shang Zixin reminded Jiang Luyao distractedly, then returned to her tender body that drove men
wild .
Unable to suppress his rising desire, he caressed her body with his large hands, covering her soft, round breasts,
kneading them with a force that made one want to scream, stimulating her sensitive senses, leaving her weak and panting.
"Young Master, I want you..." she pleaded, her hazy eyes gazing into his lustful eyes, her
cheeks flushed with a captivating beauty.
"Hehe..." Shang Zixin cupped her firm, full breasts in his hands, playing with them, his fingers twirling
the tips of her nipples.
"Ah..." she couldn't help but moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted.
He caressed her soft, juicy breasts with both hands, lowered his head to kiss her trembling lips, sucking and teasing them relentlessly,
then slid his fingers down her elegant neck, to the edge of her breasts, and finally to her nipples.
When he took her pink bud into his mouth, his tongue pressing against the erect tip, her whole body stiffened, then a surge of pleasure
made her moan loudly. "Ah...no..." It was too stimulating, making her both love and hate it.
He ignored her intense moans, biting her nipple, gently nibbling and licking, drawing out a fragrant sweat.
She was so hot! She felt like she was melting!
His skillful kissing technique made her whole body go limp, every kiss mark on her body representing that she belonged to him!
Shang Zixin worked hard to please Jiang Luyao, letting her enjoy unrestrained pleasure, his large hands sliding down to her private
garden, climbing her flower bushes.
"Young Master..." His fingers explored her private parts, causing her whole body to tremble.
He gazed at her face, flushed with desire, feeling his erection yearning to break free.
"You're already wet. Do you want me inside you?" he
asked with a wicked smile, kneading her swollen petals.
Jiang Luyao, already consumed by passion, disregarded all restraint and nodded without hesitation, her cheeks flushed, her hazy
eyes blazing with lust.
"I...I want..." she murmured, arching her hips and writhing.
Her act of pressing herself against him made his blood boil. He inserted his fingers into
her tender opening , thrusting rapidly.
Each thrust made him wish his erection could replace his fingers.
"Ah..." she instinctively gripped him, hooking her legs around his waist.
She could no longer bear the onslaught of passion, desperately wanting him to fill her emptiness, rubbing
her hips against his lower body.
"Young Master..." her voice was filled with anguish.
Shang Zixin immediately felt her eagerness. He withdrew his fingers from her tender, flowing opening and then undressed with
lightning speed.
When he pressed himself against her, completely naked, she was already panting heavily, exhausted from the assault of desire.
Because they were on a recliner, he dared not move too much. He bent her legs, lifted her round buttocks, and in a
half-kneeling position, forced his long-awaited member into her, filling her tight, flower-like opening.
"Ah..." The somewhat unfamiliar yet nostalgic pressure caused her to let out a soft moan.
After entering her again, he also breathed a sigh of relief, eager to experience the pleasure of friction. He
lifted her legs to encircle his waist, cupped her round, pert buttocks with his large hands, and began to thrust.
"Ah...so good..." Feeling her flower tightly enveloping her erection, Shang Zixin let out a satisfied
moan . He thrust forcefully into her, then withdrew, each time leaving her breathless with pleasure, only able to let out soft, delicate gasps.
"Ah... Young Master..." Her expression was one of ecstasy, her mind completely blank.
Shang Zixin increased the speed of his thrusts, slightly arching his body to silence Jiang Luyao's moans
, savoring her sweet taste.
The two swayed with the rhythm of their lovemaking, their passion rising higher and higher. Each thrust brought a tingling
pleasure , making her float and sink in the river of desire, unable to control herself.
"Young Master..." She tossed her black hair, unconsciously letting out a soft moan.
Shang Zixin rode her with abandon, one hand alternately kneading her breasts, gazing at her flushed
face covered in fragrant sweat, captivated by her alluring expression.
"I... I can't take it anymore..." Jiang Luyao was breathless from the passion within her. Each
thrust made her want to scream, pushing her to the peak of pleasure.
"Don't say you can't, I want more..." Shang Zixin said, sweating profusely, increasing the force of his thrusts.
He thrust deeply into her tender opening, enjoying the pleasure of the tight grip of her vaginal walls.
"Ah...no...I can't take it anymore..." Jiang Luyao felt her vaginal opening begin to contract, and a continuous
stream of pleasure gushed out. Under his frenzied thrusts, she suddenly soared to the peak of lust, her whole body convulsing, her twitching vaginal
opening pushing against his thick, hard member.
"Ah..." The climax spread from her thighs to her entire body, and she let out a melodious cry.
But Shang Zixin was not yet satisfied. He suddenly withdrew himself, and while she was still in the afterglow of her climax, he turned
her body over, making her face away from him.
"Young Master—" Jiang Luyao gasped in surprise, but all her strength was exhausted, so she could only let Shang Zixin press down on her
back, raise her delicate buttocks, and kneel on the recliner.
Then, he spread her legs, leaving the gate overflowing with love wide open—"Young Master...no..."
Jiang Luyao didn't need to look back to know how shameful and tempting the kneeling position was, and could only bury her flushed face
in her hands .
Shang Zixin gripped her beautiful buttocks, his still-erect penis thrusting forward. Due to the position, he penetrated deep into
her core, reaching the very depths of her flower path.
"Ah ah..." he let out a satisfied growl, pressing against her buttocks as he continued to thrust forward, beginning another wave of
rhythm.
He powerfully penetrated her body, his waist swinging forcefully, making the thrusting rhythm increasingly intense and rapid. "Ah ah..." It was another possession that seized her body and soul, and Jiang Luyao moaned incessantly
due to the intense force and the fullness of her body . Shang Zixin breathed heavily, his lower body constantly thrusting and penetrating, his large hands squeezing and kneading her swaying breasts, his lips and tongue lightly sucking on her blushing back, causing her to moan uncontrollably. "Ah ah... I can't take it anymore..." Jiang Luyao gasped, the passion within her overwhelming , she was nearing her limit. Under his frenzied thrusting, her orgasm came quickly and suddenly, her body convulsing as she collapsed onto the recliner. At the same time, feeling the flower path contract violently, he could no longer restrain the explosive pressure pressing in on her. Suddenly, he roared to the sky and poured out his semen deep within her still trembling body… ********************

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