The Record of the Carefree and Indecent Swordsman

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Chapter 1:

The Tycoon of Zhongzhou Zhongzhou, a land of outstanding people and abundant resources since ancient times, is considered the most prosperous place in the world.

Since the ancient times of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, who ruled the world and educated the people, dynasties have risen and fallen, and now the Great Qian Dynasty reigns supreme in China.

Yangzhou City is located in the heart of Zhongzhou, a prosperous city since ancient times. Countless streets and alleys crisscross and are arranged in an orderly manner, clearly designed and built by master craftsmen.

The streets are bustling with people and carriages. There are wealthy merchants who own towering mansions, as well as barefoot vendors carrying candied hawthorns.

The people here are keen on business. Regardless of status or wealth, as long as you have money, you can buy almost anything you want.

Because of the large flow of people, business is extremely easy, but correspondingly, land prices are extremely high. Those who can buy a large mansion in Yangzhou City, especially in the eastern part of the city, are all extremely rich and powerful.

For example, this house, tens of feet long and wide, probably has hundreds of rooms. This is the territory of the Shangguan family.

Speaking of the Shangguan family, one has to admire them. The patriarch, Shangguan Yun, was originally a peasant, a herbalist who only knew how to gather herbs in the mountains.

But for some reason, he suddenly had a breakthrough, starting by selling herbs and now expanding his business throughout the Central Plains, practically monopolizing the southern herbal market—all in just thirty years.

One by one, established herbal merchants fell at his feet, and businesses that originally belonged to other families were all consolidated by him during this time, resulting in the behemoth that is Jinyun Pharmaceutical today.

Not only that, it's said he has excellent relationships with many gangs in both the underworld and legitimate society, and martial arts practitioners also give him face.

After all, in the martial world, swords and spears are inevitable, and at such times, herbs are lifesavers.

Even without these intimidating connections, the many skilled martial arts servants he employs are enough to make anyone hesitant to provoke him.

At this moment, in a relatively secluded courtyard within the Shangguan mansion, a young man is lying on his bed.

A pretty maidservant is bringing in a basin of water to wipe his face and body.

The man lying there was handsome, with regular features, quite dashing, but judging from his removed shirt, he was rather thin, like a scholar.

The maid was focused on wiping him, not noticing the young man's eyelids slightly shift as he slowly opened his eyes.

I awoke from my unconsciousness, my head still foggy.

Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a charming young maid washing my body. My clothes had been removed sometime during the night, leaving me nearly naked before a girl.

Although it wasn't a big deal for a grown man to be seen, having lived for twenty years and almost never been with a woman, I couldn't help but feel ashamed in this situation.

I quickly reached for the towel, intending to do it myself to avoid embarrassment, but as soon as I moved, I found my entire body numb from sleeping for so long.

My hand didn't move, but my body trembled, letting the maid know I was awake.

"Young master, you're finally awake! Miss was so worried about you. I must go tell her right away." The maid was sweet-looking but quick-witted.

Before I could even say two words, she put down the basin of water and ran out.

Helplessly watching her rush out the door, I could only try to move around more, trying to get my numb blood flowing again.

My previously drowsy mind began to clear, and I realized I was in the Shangguan family's residence, but I didn't know how much time had passed.

My real name is Li Yuan. My father is a steward in the county government, a minor official.

In the eyes of ordinary people, I am at least from an official family; while I wouldn't be living a life of luxury, I certainly have enough to eat.

But in the eyes of those who truly hold power, we are nothing more than lowly servants. My father knew this well, and from childhood he always urged me to study, hoping I could pass the imperial examinations.

Unfortunately, I wasn't cut out for it. After so many years of studying, I barely managed to pass the provincial examination, and besides reading a few books, I knew nothing else.

But how did someone as insignificant as me end up living in the largest pharmacy in the entire Daqian? This story begins over a decade ago.

At that time, Shangguan Yun was merely a moderately successful pharmacy dealer, yet he harbored immense ambition, wanting to control the entire state's medicinal herb trade.

This ambition naturally attracted countless troubles. His rivals, seeing that legitimate means couldn't defeat this exceptionally talented genius, harbored malicious intentions and hired thieves to hunt him down.

My father, on an errand, discovered the family hiding in a dilapidated temple. Moved by compassion, he took them to his rural hometown and hid them there.

It was during that time that the two became close friends.

And I, along with Shangguan Yun's two daughters, became very good playmates.

Thinking back to those days, a young boy leading two little girls on adventures catching insects in the mountains and fields, climbing trees to gaze at the stars, talking about everything, a warm feeling wells up inside me.

The two little girls, the older sister named Qingdai, and the younger sister named Qingyue.

Qingdai was gentle and kind. Even though she was only eight or nine years old like me, she was always thoughtful, considerate, and attentive to every detail.

She was as beautiful as a fairy maiden, a true beauty in the making, yet she always wore the simplest clothes.

Whenever we fell and hurt ourselves while hiking, she was always there to apply medicine and bandage our wounds.

To my shame, as a man, I should have been taking care of the two sisters, but I was always a clumsy, mischievous boy, and ended up receiving a lot of care from Qingdai.

Whenever she bandaged me, seeing my still-developing but already incredibly charming face, I couldn't help but daydream, imagining how stunningly beautiful this gentle little girl would be when she grew up. If she could become my wife, that would be the happiest thing in the world.

"Silly brother, staring at sister again! Haha!"

Suddenly, a flower wreath hit me on the forehead, snapping me back to reality. Looking closely, I saw it was indeed the mischievous Qingyue.

Qingyue was the complete opposite of her sister. Despite being blood sisters, one was as still as a virgin, while the other was a little devil. She

was always playing pranks, making people grit their teeth in exasperation. Yet

, she was three years younger than me, innocent and charming, so adorable that it was impossible to get angry at her.

My reverie was interrupted, and my secret thoughts were exposed, leaving me utterly embarrassed. I

stood up, pretending to chase after her.

"Qingyue, stop! This time I'm going to teach you a lesson. Hmph, don't blame me for being ruthless when I tickle you!"

"Hehe, you can't catch me, hee hee~"

The little girl made a funny face at me and ran away.

I chased after my sister, and my sister chased after us, laughing and playing until sunset.

Every time I came home covered in mud, I would get a good scolding from my father.

At this time, Uncle Shangguan Yun would intervene, and even my sister would plead for me.

As for my sister, humph, she laughed so happily when she saw me in such a sorry state.

Finally, one day, Uncle Yun said to my father, "Since they are so close, why don't we arrange a marriage between them?"

My father hesitated for a long time, but seeing how lovable Qingdai was, he half-jokingly agreed.

Although I knew this was probably just drunken rambling from two good brothers, it planted a seed in my young heart.

Even after the crisis ended and we separated, I always longed for the day when we could get married and live happily ever after.

Recalling those good times brings a smile to my face, but I accidentally bumped my finger on the copper basin, wincing in pain.

I sat up, throwing back the covers. There was calming incense by the bedside, soothing my mind.

The table was made of rosewood, the vase was a piece of Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain, and even the potted plants were exquisite pieces that would cost tens of thousands of taels of silver.

This wasn't my own home, of course, but thinking about what had happened these past two days, I couldn't help but shed tears.

They say that even sand and gravel cannot conceal pure gold; a true genius will one day leap over the dragon gate and soar into the world.

Shangguan Yun is a true genius, and now he has truly built a great foundation.

But he is also a man of his word; when he prospered, he often sent our family many fine things.

But my father was stubborn and honest, and despite our modest means, he returned everything Uncle Shangguan Yun sent, refusing any help.

This relationship between the two families continued until now, when finally Shangguan Yun sent a gift my father couldn't refuse.

Although he was a successful businessman, he had never had a son, and his visit was to ask that I marry into the Shangguan family. This would

not only fulfill a marriage promise but also find someone, though not exceptionally intelligent, of pure and honest character to succeed him.

My father could live a simple life, but for his only son, he had to consider my future and happiness, temporarily setting aside his pride and finally agreeing to the marriage.

I was naturally overjoyed, like floating on clouds, and followed Uncle Yun to the Shangguan family to reconnect with my childhood sweetheart whom I hadn't seen in a long time and familiarize myself with the affairs of the household.

Unfortunately, fate was unkind; just as we were about to reach Yangzhou, devastating news arrived—the joyous occasion turned into a tragedy.

My parents, for some unknown reason, were targeted by the Black Wind Bandits. The entire family was wiped out, and even our house was burned to the ground, reduced to ashes.

Unable to bear this sudden and devastating blow, I fell from my horse and fainted. When I opened my eyes again, this was the situation I was in.

"Alas, does even Heaven think I don't deserve such happiness? If so, why should this calamity befall me instead of my kind parents?" I clenched my fists helplessly. "These Black Wind Bandits, one day I will wipe them all out to appease my parents' spirits in heaven."

With a creak, the door opened.

The maid from before led in a stunningly beautiful woman in a pale yellow dress.

She had delicate, willow-like eyebrows, cherry-red lips, a jade-like nose, and skin as smooth as cream. Her slender waist and graceful figure were barely concealed by the thin dress.

Her exquisite beauty and gentle demeanor instantly mirrored the image of Shangguan Qingdai, my fiancée.

As she entered, a fresh and delicate fragrance wafted towards me.

Before I could even speak, she noticed the tear stains I had just left.

Her beautiful figure slowly sat down beside me, taking my hand with utmost gentleness.

"Brother Yuan, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she was also sharing my sorrow.

Feeling the soft, jade-like skin in my hand, the grief in my heart lessened somewhat.

This was clearly my own hatred; how could I bear to let her suffer with me?

I forced a smile, suppressing my sorrow.

"I'm alright, Sister Qingdai. It's been so long since I've seen you." Seeing the smile on my face, Qingdai felt relieved.

"Yes, we haven't seen each other much since we left your house. I never imagined that my silly brother from back then would grow into such a handsome young man."

"Not at all, but Qingdai, you've become so beautiful after all this time." I was half shy and half embarrassed, my words stammering.

This sight made the maid chuckle softly.

Qingdai glanced at the maid with a hint of reproach and said, "Don't blame her, Cuizhu is just too lively. As for you, we haven't seen each other for so long and you didn't even come to find us. On the contrary, every time we went to look for you, Uncle Li said you were studying and that's why we didn't see you."

"It's really my fault. Before, in order to meet Father's expectations, I worked hard to pass the imperial examination. I didn't expect that I wasn't cut out for it. Not only did I only pass the provincial examination, but I also neglected the people who cared about me. It's really a loss."

I scratched my head, feeling a little guilty.

"Alright, alright, Yuan-ge, don't blame yourself. Now that you've agreed to come, I'm overjoyed. I'll definitely take you to experience the scenery of this famous city of Yangzhou." Qingdai smiled gently, charming and beautiful, making the room seem brighter.

I almost stared blankly like I did when I was a child, showing my infatuation.

"Since Qingdai has said so, I'll definitely follow you and see for myself." No man could refuse such a beautiful woman's invitation.

"By the way, where's Qingyue?"

I also miss that little rascal very much. Although she often teases me, it's strangely peaceful when I'm away from her.

Speaking of her sister, Qingdai's brows furrowed slightly.

"She's not home. Not long after we couldn't find you, my sister's temper started to get a bit strange.

She used to be playful and would play pranks on everyone she met, but now she's become cold and distant, ignoring everyone.

She's been clamoring to learn martial arts and become an invincible master. Father couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he sent her to the Youyun Sword Sect to learn martial arts. It's been almost three years now, and we only see her once a year during holidays."

Qingdai spoke of her sister with some worry: "Her martial arts are quite formidable; even the bodyguards we hired at home aren't a match for her. But if she hears you're here, she'll definitely rush back. Back then, she used to ride on your shoulders to pick fruit."

Recalling those funny stories, the two couldn't help but chuckle.

"I wonder how that little rascal is doing. She used to hate hardship the most; I don't know how she could endure such arduous martial arts training."

"She would be very happy if she knew you missed her so much." After so many years apart, their reunion was naturally filled with joy.

Perhaps all my sorrows could be dissolved through Qingdai's gentle and persuasive communication.

I temporarily forgot the grief of losing my parents and the burning desire for revenge.

Uncle Shangguan wasn't home; he was busy with his business, managing such a large estate must be very tiring.

I didn't know anyone else in the Shangguan family, so naturally no one else came to check on me to see if I had woken up. This was actually for the best; I didn't want anyone to disturb my reunion with Qingdai.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed, and I had gained a basic understanding of the situation here.

Although I wanted to continue spending time with the beautiful woman before me, the maid Cuizhu returned with news.

"Miss, Young Master Fan is here to see you and is waiting for you in the living room." The maid lowered her voice and gave me a meaningful look.

A sense of crisis welled up within me, and I felt a sudden unease.

"Who is this Young Master Fan?"

Qingdai asked, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if trying to explain, "He's a friend of mine. I enjoy calligraphy and painting, so naturally I have like-minded people to appreciate art with."

Hearing this, my doubts vanished.

At the same time, I couldn't help but want to slap myself. How could I have such wild thoughts? Did she not allow me to have friends besides herself? My heart was so narrow; I had wasted my time studying the classics.

"It's alright, you can go ahead. Don't worry about me and keep the guest waiting too long; that would be impolite. I'm a little tired myself and want to rest for a bit."

I quickly explained to Qingdai, afraid she would misunderstand me as a petty person.

Qingdai slowly got up and tidied the blankets for me.

"Then I'll excuse myself. Yuan-ge must be hungry after being unconscious for so long. Cui-zhu, go and bring the stewed bird's nest from the kitchen, and get some other food." The last part was said to Cui-zhu, the maid.

"Don't worry, Miss, I won't let your Yuan-ge go hungry," Cui-zhu replied with a smile.

Although I still had so much to say to her, there would be many more opportunities in the future, wouldn't there? I should think carefully about how to walk the path ahead and how to avenge my great grudge.

Thinking of this, my eyes changed from warm to resolute.

Chapter Two: Childhood Sweethearts

In a corner of the official's house, there was a quiet courtyard, decorated with artificial hills and strange trees, very elegant.

But today, a figure rose and fell, squatted, shouted, and threw punches, disturbing the tranquility of this place. Naturally, it was me practicing martial arts.

It had been more than ten days since I came to Uncle Yun's house. Since my parents were killed by thieves, I had realized the importance of martial arts.

Although we live in a peaceful and prosperous era, countless martial arts sects still exist. While the imperial court has dedicated departments to regulate them, most people in the martial arts world disregard rules and laws.

Reputable sects are somewhat better off; at least for the sake of their reputation, they act according to chivalrous principles.

But the underworld, the demonic cults, and even those from all walks of life never value human life, committing murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds.

In this world, even the highest-ranking people need martial arts to protect themselves. Some, even those who don't know martial arts, hire skilled bodyguards.

I started learning martial arts at my age, long past the optimal time; not only is it difficult to achieve results, but it's also extremely arduous.

But to prevent myself from becoming so weak, to have even a sliver of power to fight back in times of crisis, I threw a punch.

This

was the Tiger Form Fist that Uncle Yun taught me. Although it's relatively common, it's almost the best martial art for strengthening muscles and bones. Better ones do exist, but they're all controlled by the major sects and can't be bought with money.

"Young Master Li, please stop for a moment. Miss has brought you some new clothes." I turned around and saw that it was Cuizhu again, carrying two sets of clothes made of fine silk. I

shook my head helplessly. My fiancée, although she doesn't come to see me every day, she does bring things every day.

She says that since I'm here, she wants to give me the best things. No matter how much I tell her I don't care about these material comforts, she won't listen to my advice, so I have no choice but to let her have her way.

"Thank you, Cuizhu, please put them down."

I need to finish this set of punches first.

"Yes, Young Master, I've never seen anyone work so hard. Miss was right about you." Cuizhu obediently put the clothes on the table and praised me sweetly.

I couldn't help but feel happy inside. With such a beautiful woman, what more could I ask for? I just

need to wait for my father-in-law to set an auspicious date, and then I can have my wish fulfilled.

That's right, I've already shamelessly changed my address for Uncle Yun to Father-in-law in my mind, haha.

These days have been quite fulfilling. I practice boxing in the mornings and study arithmetic and business strategy in the afternoons.

For some reason, when I read classical texts, I get drowsy after just a few sentences, and it takes me several days to memorize an entire article.

But when I learn arithmetic, it's like I've suddenly grasped it; my progress is incredibly fast.

Am I destined for this? Although this goes against my father's original wish for me to study and become an official, I hope he won't be angry if I can become Uncle Yun's business assistant.

"Then you can practice this first. I still need to prepare some tea and snacks for Miss." "Has a guest arrived?"

I asked casually.

"It's Young Master Fan who came to have Miss appraise his calligraphy and paintings."

Cuizhu glanced at me cautiously, seemingly with ulterior motives.

I, however, assumed she thought I was the kind of petty person who, once I had a wife, would keep her locked up at home and wouldn't allow anyone else to even look at her.

But I can't blame her. I haven't been here long; I believe that as time goes on, everyone will understand what kind of person I am, and then these little misunderstandings will disappear.

"It's alright, then you must treat the guests well and not neglect them." "Oh, then I'll be going now."

By this time, I had already turned around and didn't notice the strange look in Cuizhu's eyes when she was secretly glancing at me.

Whew~, I put my feet together and withdrew my fist.

For some reason, I was feeling rather irritable today, and my martial arts practice was half-hearted.

Such training would definitely be counterproductive, so I might as well take a short rest and let my body relax after more than ten days of high-intensity training.

Following my heart, I simply packed my clothes and went for a walk.

Stepping out of the room, I wandered around the courtyard at will, since I needed to relax anyway, so I went wherever the wind took me.

Although the Shangguan family's mansion wasn't as large as the residences of princes and nobles, it was still easy for an unfamiliar person to get lost.

As I walked, I lost track of where I was. Sure enough,

the surroundings became increasingly quiet, and an artificial stream flowed gently beside the road.

Ahead seemed to be a lotus pond, but two figures were already sitting and talking in a pavilion in the water.

A man and a woman stood there. The man looked like a noble young master, while the woman was a graceful, ethereal beauty with long, flowing hair.

I recognized her immediately—wasn't that my fiancée? Why was she alone with a man in a place like this? Ah, right, they were appreciating calligraphy and painting together. I looked closer and saw a scroll on the stone table.

I breathed a sigh of relief; it made sense that they were looking for a quiet place.

But my unease made me decide to take another look. I hid behind a rockery, holding my breath and secretly observing them.

I was too far away to hear what they were saying, only their expressions.

The man was pointing at the scroll on the table, muttering to himself, clearly someone knowledgeable in the field.

But Qingdai suddenly blushed, displaying a shy and alluring demeanor, captivating me even from behind the rockery.

But why would my fiancée act this way in front of others? A feeling of unease welled up inside him, making him feel stifled.

Seeing the beautiful woman's captivating figure, the young man straightened up and pulled her into his arms.

Surprisingly, his fiancée wasn't angry at his impudence; instead, she gently resisted before nestling against him like a little bird.

I could barely hold my breath; a fire burned within me.

And that wouldn't have been so bad, but a dirty hand seized her unguarded breasts.

My fiancée merely patted the man's chest lightly—not a rejection, but playful banter between lovers.

The beautiful woman let out a soft, coquettish moan, captivating the two men. The man could freely fondle her soft, fragrant body, while I, her rightful fiancé, could only admire from afar.

Their eyes met, filled with tender affection, and they unconsciously prepared to exchange a passionate kiss.

The beauty slightly raised her head, their lips almost touching, and my heart leaped into my throat.

I was terrified to see my fiancée's lips, which should belong only to me, being tasted by another. That passionate kiss should be for me!

"Miss!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, interrupting their actions. It

was Cui Zhu's voice, which I had grown accustomed to hearing, now sounding incredibly beautiful.

I finally let out a long breath.

"Master is back, he wants you to come over, Miss."

Cuizhu rushed over, but she came from the same pebble path I had just come from, which startled me so much that I quickly shrank behind the artificial hill, almost getting discovered.

The two people in the pavilion also got up and came over. The one who had been touching my fiancée inappropriately looked quite displeased, seemingly annoyed that Cuizhu's arrival was untimely, as it conveniently interrupted his beastly behavior.

Qingdai straightened her clothes and came over gracefully, a slight smile appearing on her sullen lips as she looked at the person next to her.

"Alright, Young Master Fan, my father can't delay, we can appreciate your 'masterpieces' another time."

My fiancée covered her mouth and chuckled, as if the so-called paintings weren't so serious.

"Sigh, it's just bad luck today."

Young Master Fan shook his head helplessly, then seemed to have thought of something.

"By the way, did that boy surnamed Li do anything to you?" "She was my best friend when we were little, unlike you, always touching me inappropriately." Qingdai gave him a reproachful look.

"That's good. You should tell your uncle soon so we can meet legitimately, instead of having to find an excuse to see you every time." "

Father, he has his reasons. But it's good this way, so you won't act recklessly." Although Young Master Fan was teased, he got the answer he wanted and left with a laugh.

Qingdai also went with Cuizhu to find Uncle Yun.

I waited a while longer, making sure no one was around, before returning to my room.

I couldn't calm down for a long time. Qingdai clearly had feelings for me, so what was her attitude towards that Young Master Fan?

He often came to the Shangguan family, and Uncle Yun must know that, but why didn't he stop them from seeing each other? Did he condone it? No, I have to find out.

Uncle Yun usually calls me over to check on my studies when he gets home, but today I waited a long time without any news.

Finally, in the evening, he called me to his study.

The study was elegantly furnished, filled with numerous books, all frequently read, unlike some pretentious wealthy merchants who merely use books to decorate their image.

Sitting at the desk was a middle-aged man with a long beard, not tall, but possessing an extraordinary air that was impossible to ignore.

He lacked the ostentatious air of his peers, nor the arrogant demeanor of those wielding power; instead, he resembled a learned scholar, refined, approachable, and unassuming.

"Nephew Li, you've arrived. Are you settling in comfortably at the Shangguan residence?" Uncle Yun asked with his usual gentle smile, making me feel no pressure whatsoever.

"Thank you, Uncle, for providing me with a place to stay, and for allowing me to learn so much from you. I will never forget it."

Although I was anxious about my fiancée's situation, I was also grateful and spoke with great respect.

"There's no need for such formality between uncle and nephew. Your father and I have known each other for many years, like brothers. How could I not care about your situation? Don't be too reserved, just make yourself at home." Uncle Yun poured a cup of tea, and also poured one for me.

"Okay, Uncle Yun."

"Have you encountered any difficult problems these past few days? I won't be here long, so let's resolve them now."

Seeing that Uncle Yun didn't mention Qingdai, I felt a little down, but I still didn't dare disobey.

I honestly asked about the problems I encountered in academic calculations and bookkeeping.

I also asked him for a few moves on martial arts. Uncle Yun's guidance made me instantly understand, and several things I couldn't figure out became clear in an instant.

"Uncle Yun, what about Qingdai?"

I couldn't help but ask after the guidance ended.

"Oh, by the way, while I was away, she arranged everything for you, right? I made that decision because you two grew up together, she should know your preferences well. What? Did she do something wrong?" Uncle Yun feigned realization, as if he had just remembered.

"No, Qingdai sends so many things every day, we can't even use them all." "That's good, that's good."

Uncle Yun stroked his beard and smiled contentedly.

Seeing that he still didn't understand what I wanted to say, I felt a little helpless and lowered my head, thinking about how to deal with the unpleasant things I had witnessed today.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. You wanted to ask about your marriage, right?" I looked up and saw Uncle Yun smiling at me.

I felt a little embarrassed; it turned out that my little thoughts had been seen through long ago, and I had just been worrying about it.

"I've already thought about this. The fifth day of next month is considered an auspicious day. How about you two get married on that day? Then we'll truly be family. I'll also take you out to see the business opportunities in various places, so you can help me out."

"Really! Thank you so much, Uncle!"

I was overjoyed; the life of my dreams was just one step away.

"Young people are so impatient. I already spoke to Qingdai this afternoon. She agreed." Uncle Yun paused when he mentioned her.

I finally felt relieved. After saying a few more words, I went back to my room. I slept

incredibly well that night, dreaming that we would grow old together, surrounded by children and grandchildren.

A few days later, Uncle Yun left again. I heard it was for a big business deal in Southeast Asia, requiring him to travel far away.

He probably wouldn't be back for a while, but our wedding should be in time.

Life returned to its previous routine, but the difference was that after our marriage was confirmed, I often spent time with Qingdai.

She didn't refuse simple hand-holding or hugs, but if I tried to take things further, she would politely push me away, saying she wouldn't give herself to me until after our official marriage.

This request was reasonable, but I felt a pang of resentment. That young master Fan could touch her body, yet I, her fiancé, had to wait until after the wedding.

The thought of Qingdai lying in that man's arms, her ample bosom left to be fondled by another, filled me with intense jealousy.

I wished that man wasn't me. But after the marriage, wouldn't Qingdai belong to me alone? That was the only way I could console myself, but a deep unease lingered within me.

I took a sip of the medicinal soup, specially formulated to strengthen muscles and bones in conjunction with martial arts training, helping practitioners quickly build a solid foundation.

The effects were remarkable; after nearly a month of practice, this weak scholar was now as strong as a hard-working man.

I no longer needed to be unconscious for days after falling from a horse.

After finishing the medicinal soup, I went directly to a study. The study of divination is vast and profound; I had only learned a smattering of it.

I heard that the imperial court specially supported a group of divination masters, who could even calculate celestial phenomena based on the changes in the stars. Whenever the court had a major project, they would consult them first. It was said they could even determine the direction of the dragon veins—such abilities were truly divine.

Just as I was about to step inside and struggle with those numbers, I caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of my eye.

Dressed in fine clothes, it was none other than Young Master Fan, whom I least wanted to see.

Currently, I was still a guest of the Shangguan family, so naturally no one would tell me who visited each day.

Unfortunately, I saw him today.

What is he doing here again? Didn't Qingdai tell him that our marriage is already arranged? Despite his noble birth, he disregards all propriety, secretly meeting with another man's fiancée—truly shameless!

In my heart, I've already labeled him a beast in human clothing.

He doesn't seem to realize that someone is watching him, seething with hatred, and continues chatting and laughing with Cuizhu, who is leading the way, as they walk towards the inner courtyard.

Seeing this, my heart is in turmoil. Who can calmly study while watching their fiancée being taken away by another man? Even a saint couldn't do that.

I took a deep breath and quietly followed them.

I hoped that my fiancée would explain things to him face-to-face; otherwise, I would have to intervene myself.

But that might cause Uncle Yun's family to fall out with the powerful and wealthy. The Shangguan family has been incredibly kind to me; I cannot be so rash.

Chapter Three, Affair Within the Wall:

Qingdai, not wanting to be seen by too many people, had dismissed all the servants and maids in the vicinity beforehand, leaving only Cuizhu to stand guard at the door.

This gave me the opportunity to approach, but I couldn't get too close lest Cuizhu discover me.

I hid behind a corner of the wall, just enough to see the movements at the door, but I had no idea what was happening inside.

Young Master Fan knocked on the door, beaming, holding a painting in his hand.

The door slowly opened, and a beautiful figure appeared before me. Such exquisite beauty—who else could it be but my fiancée?

Upon seeing Young Master Fan, Qingdai lightly waved her jade-like hand, inviting him into her boudoir.

After the smug young master Fan entered, Qingdai seemed about to give Cuizhu some instructions.

However, the clever and quick-witted Cuizhu answered first.

"I understand, Miss. I'll leave immediately and won't peek," Cuizhu said with a playful laugh.

"You silly girl, you're teasing me again! Remember to give this sachet to Young Master Li, don't lose it." Qingdai gently tapped Cuizhu's forehead, then took out an exquisite red sachet and placed it in the maid's hand.

"Alright, you always make me do this to get rid of me. How about I go to the market to buy you rouge next time?" Cuizhu wasn't hurt by the tap and continued to haggle with her mistress.

"You wanted to go yourself, right? After you deliver it, you can do whatever you want. Are you happy now?" "Hehe, you're the best, Miss! I'm going now."

Cuizhu was very lively. Seeing that her mistress had agreed, she happily went out. With

everything arranged, Qingdai returned to her room, and soon heard laughter coming from inside.

I was burning with jealousy. I knew that what was happening in the room might make me very angry, but I still wanted to see for myself.

I slowly walked around the corner to the window, poked a hole in the window paper with my finger, and finally peeked into the room.

The man surnamed Fan was already shirtless, having torn Qingdai's clothes to shreds, revealing a large expanse of her skin.

He was so audacious, committing such a shameless act in a woman's boudoir in broad daylight; no wonder he had told Cuizhu to leave.

Seeing this scene, I almost couldn't resist pushing open the door and fighting that young master Fan to the death.

But reason stopped me. Rushing in now would imply that I had been spying, making it

impossible to explain to Qingdai.

I shook my head, dismissing the thought, and focused on listening to the sounds inside the room.

I saw that the man surnamed Fan's bare upper body was full of strong muscles; he didn't seem to be just a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink, and be merry. His martial arts skills must be quite good.

Qingdai's pale pink shirt had been easily pulled off, hanging at her elbows, revealing her snow-white shoulders and incredibly slender waist.

The alluring glimpse almost dazzled my eyes.

The man beside her was naturally also aroused, eager to savor this delicacy.

Her hands, silently untying the embroidered cloud-patterned bodice, revealed her white breasts, which trembled gently upon release. The two pink nipples were like plum blossoms in winter snow, incredibly beautiful.

Unfortunately, this beauty was now in the hands of that scoundrel.

Seeing such tender breasts, the man surnamed Fan began to nibble on them like a newborn child.

He sucked and licked the large breasts, gently biting the slightly protruding nipples.

Qingdai couldn't bear this stimulation, and soft moans escaped her lips.

"You bad man, stop biting! I can't take it anymore!" she said, but made no attempt to push him away.

"Where can't you take it? My little beauty. Is it here?" The scoundrel, taking advantage of the situation, began to tease Qingdai.

The pig's trotter even reached between her legs, stirring and probing, until both fingers were coated with glistening fluid.

"You always make me look so pathetic, you're really wicked."

Qingdai breathed softly as she was touched, clearly aroused and her body burning with desire.

"Hurry up and put your wicked thing in, I'm dying of discomfort." "What does the beauty want? I don't understand."

Seeing his scheme succeed, the man surnamed Fan used a feigned indifference tactic to further arouse Qingdai's desire.

"Ugh, it's your penis."

"What penis? Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

Young Master Fan pinched Qingdai's tender nipples hard, but this seemed to only intensify her lust.

"It's your big cock, hurry up and insert your big cock into Qingdai's little hole." Qingdai could no longer bear it, tilting her head back, her body trembling slightly, and she uttered the vulgar words that only a street ruffian would use.

My heart was burning with rage. My childhood sweetheart and fiancée had actually invited another man into her body, uttering vulgar words that a lady of high birth should never speak.

This shattered my heart, leaving me with a bitter taste in my mouth, unable to express my suffering.

"Very well, since my beauty has so earnestly invited me, I will naturally do my best to fulfill your request. Today, let's try out this new picture I brought."

With that, she unfolded the scroll she had been holding, the contents of which I could not see.

But the appearance was the same as the ones taken out in the garden before, and there were more than a dozen such scrolls on the bookshelf in the room.

Qingdai glanced at the content depicted in the paintings, and another blush crept onto her pretty face. She said softly,

"How can there be such shameful positions? Don't you do that in bed?" "These positions are very stimulating. You'll know once you try them later." From their conversation, it was clear that these so-called famous paintings were actually erotic paintings, and they depicted different positions.

Didn't the dozen or so paintings on the bookshelf mean that they had done it more than once, and in various ways? Just as my mind was being bombarded by this cruel news, the two men in the room began to act.

Qingdai was stripped almost naked, her beautiful body exposed to the eyes of the two men.

Her beautiful, rounded legs were slightly parted, and there seemed to be some moisture on the base of her white and tender thighs.

Sparse pubic hair clung tightly to the top of her private parts, and below it was a tightly closed pink vulva.

This was the first time I had seen my fiancée's beautiful body, but I never expected it to be in such a humiliating situation. The bitterness in my heart was indescribable.

Another man, however, had seen her countless times, and had wantonly ravaged her countless times.

He skillfully manipulated Qingdai's body, making her stand by the table, her hands resting on it.

Her full, firm, white buttocks faced directly towards the man surnamed Fan. Her already full breasts sagged under gravity, appearing even more voluptuous.

The man gently slapped Qingdai's buttocks, making a soft smack. Qingdai responded with a low moan, turning her beautiful eyes to look at the man behind her with a mournful expression.

"This position is already shameful enough, why do you have to humiliate her like this?" "Oh dear, this talented woman, so highly praised by all the young masters of Yangzhou, what would they think if they knew that their holy and noble goddess would pose in such a lewd manner?" Young Master Fan chuckled slyly.

"Don't talk nonsense. How can such a thing be known to others?"

"Then what about your childhood sweetheart, your good brother? Have you told him about this?" A slap was raised, another crisp sound, making Qingdai's lower body twitch slightly. Surprisingly, this could excite her even more.

"He's just my childhood friend. How could I tell him such a thing?" Qingdai answered helplessly.

"But I heard that your father betrothed you to him. Have you forgotten all our promises?

Or do you really want to marry that silly boy?"

Young Master Fan had already taken off his pants, and his huge penis was pressed against Qingdai's crotch. The swollen, purplish-red glans rubbed back and forth between her honeyed slits, but it still refused to enter.

"That was just my father's idea, not mine."

"Will your father listen to you? I know that old man isn't so easy to talk to." "He taught us from a young age to live independently and not be bound by outdated worldly rules. Now he wants me to obey my parents' wishes, so of course I have to argue with him." Qingdai's answer was a huge surprise to me. I never imagined that she, who had always been the perfect, obedient child in my memory and the one my father used to discipline me, would have such a rebellious soul inside.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Her aloofness was rare among women in this world. She was like a lotus rising from the mud, not bound by parental orders or worldly rules.

But this detachment was for the sake of getting rid of me, her fiancé, which made my heart ache.

Her words were clear: although we were childhood sweethearts, there was no romantic feeling between us.

She could take meticulous care of me, but she wouldn't marry someone she didn't like, even someone as familiar as me.

Just as I stood there in shock, a soft moan came from inside the room.

It turned out that the thick, hard penis had been fully inserted into Qingdai's already overflowing vagina, and both of them were groaning from the incredibly pleasurable sensation.

Young Master Fan was strong, and each thrust was powerful and heavy, as if he wanted to pierce through her.

Qingdai's snow-white breasts swayed back and forth with the impact from behind, and their joined parts were overflowing with fluids—a truly lewd scene.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer; I felt utterly hopeless, as if the whole world had turned gray.

Li Yuan, Li Yuan, you were so delusional, thinking we were childhood sweethearts, but in the end, you were the one who shouldn't have been there.

I turned to walk outside, only to see a green figure burst in.

"Miss..." Cuizhu had searched every courtyard but couldn't find me, so she ran back intending to put her things down before going to the market, but instead found me standing blankly by the window.

For a moment, I was shocked, swallowing back the half-spoken words.

I was startled too, quickly regaining my composure and gesturing for her to be quiet.

Then I pulled her a little further away, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Li, you saw everything!"

Cuizhu stared at me, wide-eyed, seemingly wanting to see my reaction.

"Was their affair already going on?"

I asked, my tone unusually calm, showing neither joy nor anger.

"Yes."

Cuizhu nodded.

"Do you also think I shouldn't have come here?"

I don't know why, but asking a maid such a question probably resulted in an unpleasant answer.

Unexpectedly, Cuizhu firmly shook her head at the question.

"No, Young Master Li, although you are not from a prestigious family, you are very kind and gentle. Moreover, you are diligent and eager to learn, and you are not afraid of hardship. The old steward said that seeing you now is like seeing the master back then, and you will surely achieve great things in the future."

Cuizhu changed the subject: "However, Miss has indeed been with Young Master Fan for a long time. We servants dare not say anything, but we are also troubled for Miss."

"I see."

I got an answer, but without Qingdai's love, everything else is like fleeting clouds.

I calmed down first, and then took out a gold hairpin from my pocket.

"This is something Qingdai said she liked a lot before. I have always wanted to give it to her. Please find an opportunity to give it to her for me in a few days. Anyway, I don't need it."

Cuizhu took the hairpin blankly, but suddenly remembered what she was supposed to do.

"Young Master Li, this is what Miss asked me to give you. I was originally going to find you. Look at my stupid brain, why did I only think of it now?"

The sachet was right in front of me, but I did not take it and gently pushed it back.

"Never mind, you can keep this, but don't tell her." Seeing my dejected expression, Cuizhu couldn't help but object, and reluctantly put both items away.

"Then I'll head back now. Please don't tell Miss what happened today. I, Li Yuan, thank you in advance."

I just wanted to leave this heartbreaking place, and left without looking back.

"I think you might be more suitable for Miss, Young Master Li."

After a few steps, I heard a voice behind me, and shook my head helplessly, taking it as just self-consolation.

The sun set, and everything remained quiet as usual.

Merchants were packing up their stalls, children were playing a game of Cuju (an ancient Chinese football game) in the cool air, and those running night markets were only now beginning their grand preparations.

The Shangguan family remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, a young man emerged from the gate, dressed in the same blue cloth robe as when he arrived.

He told the guards that he was on Shangguan Yun's orders to investigate the growth of medicinal herbs in the outskirts and might return late.

These guards already recognized me and believed my story without question, letting me out.

Looking back at the place I had lived in for over a month, I couldn't help but sigh. This place, though nice, wasn't truly mine.

The world of martial arts was vast; I should see it for myself. Moreover, I must avenge my parents' deaths with my own hands.

With these thoughts in mind, I walked without hesitation towards the setting sun.

[The End]

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