Sex slaves

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As dusk settled, the large courtyard was utterly tranquil. A gentle breeze occasionally drifted through the open window, making Yue Hang shiver. He had been resting in bed for about an hour and had recovered his strength. Suddenly, he thought of his beautiful aunt, whom he had just stolen away, and couldn't help but regret his foolishness. He had left in a hurry at noon, only hastily grabbing a skirt to cover his aunt; the night air was chilly, and he feared she might catch a cold. Yue Hang couldn't stay in bed any longer. He quickly dressed, grabbed the brocade quilt, and prepared to leave the room. Just as he stepped out the door, he remembered something and hurriedly called over Xiao Ying'er, who was dozing, instructing her to prepare some food and wine. He would be heartbroken if his dear aunt became too thin from hunger!
Yue Hang picked up the food box, carrying the quilt, and quickly passed through the passageway into the stone chamber. He tried to walk as quietly as possible, afraid that his aunt might not have slept well. In a daze, he saw a beautiful figure standing beside the bookshelf directly in front of him, engrossed in reading a book. It was none other than Yue Nu'er. Yue Hang felt a mischievous urge, gently put down the food box and quilt, and tiptoed behind Yue Nu'er. Just as he was about to cover her eyes, Yue Nu'er suddenly turned around, her palm striking down with lightning speed. Yue Hang felt a gust of wind hit his face, as if it would tear him apart. He cried out in terror, "Auntie, it's me, it's me... Don't hit me!"
Yue Nu'er saw his face clearly, her mouth agape in shock. She quickly changed the direction of her palm strike, and with a loud 'boom,' a stone bench beside them was reduced to dust. Yue Hang, having narrowly escaped death, plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. He thought to himself, "That was close! If that palm strike had landed on me, I'd be crushed to pieces." He now understood why the armory wasn't particularly well-hidden or had any powerful traps. With a master like Yue Nu'er guarding it, it was naturally foolproof; there was no need for such things. Yue Nu'er quickly helped him up, checking him over to make sure he wasn't injured. Then, her face hardened, she scolded, "Hang'er, why are you so sneaky? I thought a thief had come and almost killed you."
Yue Hang said with a mournful face, "I just... just wanted to give Auntie a surprise, who knew Auntie would be so heartless..." Suddenly, he pulled Yue Nu'er into a tight embrace, pecking her delicate nose, his eyes filled with tender affection. Yue Nu'er, her face tender, quickly twisted away to struggle, but as soon as she moved, a sharp pain shot through her lower body, like being scraped by a knife. She couldn't help but furrow her brow, two streams of tears flowing down her cheeks. Yue Hang, a man of many experiences, knew of his aunt's suffering from deflowering and felt a pang of heartache. He gently lifted her chin and said softly, "Aunt, it's all my fault for causing you so much pain." His
warm breath brushed against her face, and his soft words warmed Yue Nu'er's heart. She had been alone in this secluded stone chamber for over a decade, never experiencing such tenderness. She felt enveloped in happiness. Yue Nu'er's eyes shimmered, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, uttering sweetly, "To receive such treatment from Hang, what does it matter if I suffer ten times more?"
Hearing her deep affection, Yue Hang was overjoyed. He pulled over a stone bench, sat down, and helped Yue Nu'er onto his lap, showering her with tender care and affection. Suddenly, he noticed the book in his aunt's hands and snatched it away. "Look what my dear aunt is reading, so engrossed!"
Yue Nu'er blushed instantly and hurriedly reached out to snatch it, but she was being held tightly and couldn't reach it. She was so anxious she almost cried, shouting, "Don't look... oh... don't... look!"
Yue Hang ignored her and flipped through a few pages. Upon seeing the contents, he froze. It was the same erotic book he had been reading the night before. Yue Hang laughed heartily, "So Auntie also loves this! But Auntie doesn't know, these pictures are even more interesting when viewed together." He then placed the erotic picture in front of Yue Nu'er, assuming he wanted to appreciate it with her.
Yue Nu'er was mortified. She had gone to tidy up the scattered books and had accidentally seen the erotic pictures in the book, so engrossed that she hadn't noticed Yue Hang's arrival. At this moment, she was furious because he misunderstood her as someone who had been peeking at erotic pictures. She wanted nothing more than to snatch the book and smash it on the despicable man, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, because the page Yue Hang had handed her was simply too obscene. The picture depicted a naked man and woman intertwined, woman on top of man, the woman sitting backwards and sucking on the man's clitoris, her private parts pressed tightly against his face. The man was engrossed in his erotic scene, seemingly doing something else entirely. She couldn't bear such a lewd scene. She quickly turned her head away and closed her eyes, her small hands pounding on Yue Hang's chest, but she couldn't bring herself to use force; hitting the wicked man would only tickle him.
Looking at his aunt's lovely appearance, Yue Hang felt a surge of desire. He lowered his head and gently nibbled on her pink earlobe, saying indistinctly, "Auntie, the poses in this painting are quite beautiful. Let's try them out later!" Yue Nu'er was startled and straightened up, saying, "Hang'er, don't talk nonsense! We're aunt and nephew, you can't do anything wrong again..." Yue Hang's heart ached at these words, and he quickly reached out to stop her. "I don't care, I just want you, I want you every night... I don't care if you're my aunt or not!"
Hearing his explicit words, Yue Nu'er softened and reached out to touch his face shyly, saying, "Good Hang'er, be good. At worst, Auntie will let you kiss and hug me as you please, but you mustn't do anything... evil..."
Yue Hang wouldn't let her finish, and kissed her rosy lips. Yue Nu'er was caught off guard, feeling a hot tongue instantly break through her teeth, swirling around in her mouth. Yue Nu'er stretched out her tender tongue to try and stop him, but the moment she touched it, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She felt his tongue was slightly rough, sometimes teasing her vaginal walls, sometimes curling around her tongue, making her unable to resist savoring it carefully.
Yue Hang, having successfully ambushed her, was overjoyed. His hand had already slid under Yue Nu'er's skirt, and without feeling any resistance, he touched a mound of tender, creamy flesh. Yue Nu'er wasn't wearing any underpants, just a gauze skirt. Yue Hang's eyes suddenly reddened, and he extended his index finger, probing inside. He felt that the vaginal walls were very tight, the layers of folds slowly writhing, as if trying to melt the intruding finger. Yue Hang was shocked. Last night, he had been driven mad by 'Lover's Tears' and had only focused on satisfying his lust, without appreciating the wonders of the jade clam. Now, with just a brief examination, he realized that his aunt's clam was extraordinary.
The clam was spindle-shaped, with a fairly wide entrance and soft, creamy flesh. It narrowed and tightened further in, with rings of alluring flesh piling up like a thousand thirsty little mouths. Yue Hang recalled the playful Rui Xin who had scalded him to the point of ecstasy the previous night, and a plan gradually formed in his mind. Having frequented brothels, he often heard experienced madams discuss "female treasures," and naturally recognized his aunt's exquisite possession as the legendary, one-in-a-million "Red Jade Spindle Clam."
Yue Hang couldn't help but laugh out loud, finally releasing his aunt's fragrant tongue and whispering in Yue Nu'er's ear, "Good aunt, do you know? You actually have a peerless wonder down there—a Red Jade Spindle Clam!"
"What?...What clam?... " Yue Nu'er was still intoxicated by the kiss, and in her daze, she didn't understand what it was. Yue Hang pressed his face against her flushed face, his mischievous fingers digging into it, and said wickedly, "Here it is, the one-in-a-million Crimson Jade Clam!"
Yue Nu'er felt that hateful finger touching her itchy flesh, making her unbearably itchy, and she tilted her head back and groaned, "Ah..." If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that such a lewd sound had come from her own mouth. Yue Nu'er felt like she was about to die, and hurriedly grabbed that hateful hand and pulled it away, saying weakly, "I'm dying, I'm dying, Hang'er, stop it, Auntie can't take it anymore!"
Yue Hang put the finger that he had just enjoyed the gentle touch to his lips and sucked on it, teasingly saying, "Auntie, your stuff is really sweet and delicious." Yue Nu'er couldn't stand such explicit words, and her body convulsed, and she let out a few strands of silk.
Yue Hang felt a chill on his thigh, knowing that his beautiful aunt had just had a minor orgasm. He secretly thought things were looking good, and quickly picked up her trembling body, placing her on the jade bed. He then climbed onto the bed himself, pressing down on her. "Aunt," he said, "Hang'er really wants to see what that red jade toad looks like. Have pity on Hang'er and let me have this wish." Without waiting for her reply, he lifted her gauze skirt up to her snow-white belly.
Yue Nu'er felt a chill on her waist and abdomen; her pink buttocks were now exposed to Yue Hang's burning gaze. In shame and panic, her body twisted, but the afterglow of her orgasm still gave her the strength to dodge. She whimpered and moaned, "No, Hang'er, no…no, you can't do this…I'm your…your aunt."
Yue Hang paid no heed. He only saw the two fleshy lips of the jade clam wriggling, milky white fluid flowing from within. The fine downy hairs were all wet with the flower dew, obediently lying on either side of the peach, the fingertip-sized stalk trembling adorably. Yue Hang bent down, lifted his aunt's two beautiful legs with both hands, and brought them close to the slightly swollen mons pubis. He extended his tongue and gently touched the stalk a few times. Yue Nu'er trembled as if electrocuted, letting out a series of seductive moans.
Yue Hang's tongue lightly circled the already parted lips, slowly slipping into the red crevice. The soft sensation returned, but he felt that the further he went, the harder it was to advance. The tightening force of the vaginal cavity made his tongue curl up, and he even felt a slight pain. He dared not linger, so he withdrew his tongue a little and carefully scraped and licked the folds of the vaginal walls. Yue Nu'er was completely captivated by the sight of that little devil sucking and licking her genitals, clearly enamored with that spot. A pang of jealousy shot through her. With a sudden burst of strength, she flipped Yue Hang over, pinning him beneath her, and planted several passionate kisses on his cheeks. She said sourly, "Is it really that good? You like it that much?"
Yue Hang chuckled playfully, teasing her. "Of course it's good! They say only immortals are born to enjoy it, but I've met my match. Auntie, you know, you're a treasure bestowed upon me by heaven. If I'm not allowed to play with it, I'll be driven to my grave!"
"A treasure!" Yue Nu'er felt a warmth in her heart. "You can play with it, but don't get tired of me later. If that happens, I'd rather seal that 'treasure' away forever, to avoid future regret."
"Auntie will always be my treasure, how could Hang'er ever tire of her!" Yue Hang was overjoyed to hear her agree, he embraced her and kissed her, his hands roaming nimbly, and in no time the two of them were completely naked. Yue Hang sat up, cupped her alabaster-like body, and his fiery lips went straight for her erect, pointed breasts. Yue Nu'er was still in the afterglow, her body was especially sensitive, and even the slightest teasing made her lose control. She tilted her head back slightly and whimpered, "Ah!...Hang'er...hurry...hurry...give...Auntie...Auntie...I'm so uncomfortable..."
Hearing her cries, Yue Hang's whole body suddenly burned. He laid Yue Nu'er down on the jade bed, grabbed her two plump, soft ankles and put them on his shoulders, spread her knees and spread her two white, beautiful legs, and thrust his waist forward, his jade stem already fully inserted into her vagina. Yue Hang felt a surge of sensations—warm, hot, tingling, and numb—assing him. The deepest, most alluring flesh contracted and expanded in a rhythmic, undulating pattern, the tip of his penis even twisting the glans in shape. Suddenly, he felt a tiny, delicate, fish-like tooth emerge from within, its pointed tip probing into his urethra and sucking.
The tender flesh was incredibly hot, burning his glans with a mixture of pain and intense pleasure. Only then did Yue Hang understand why this thing was called "Red Jade"—it was like a ball of fire. Even after roaming through countless erotic gardens, he had never experienced such intense stimulation. Waves of pleasure rapidly gathered at the head of his penis, as if about to explode. He was not about to give up so easily. He quickly withdrew his penis, rested briefly at the opening, and then thrust in again. This time, however, he dared not linger on the fiery core, withdrawing only after reaching a little depth, occasionally plunging in for a moment of pure pleasure.
Yue Hang thrust hundreds of times in an instant, driving Yue Nu'er to the brink of lust. Yue Nu'er felt that the hateful thing always only touched her superficially, occasionally touching her core but then quickly retreating before they could entwine. Frustrated, she moaned plaintively, "Oh, ah... Hang'er,... go deeper... harder, Auntie... inside... it's so itchy!" Her cries were so seductive and alluring that
they sent a shiver down Yue Hang's spine, and his penis, the size of a pigeon egg, swelled even more. Yue Hang thrust hard a few times, teasingly saying, "What's the rush, Auntie? The night is long, I'll naturally play with you properly." He gradually adapted to the amazing heat of her tender core, and his penis frequently probed, sometimes bumping against it until it twisted and turned, sometimes rubbing against it as if it were about to crumble into pulp. The beautiful Yue Nu'er was in a state of blissful ecstasy, her hips thrusting rhythmically to meet Yue Hang's thrusts. Her head was arched back to its limit as she moaned, "Oh...that's it...oh...so beautiful...I'm flying..."
Yue Hang's size far exceeded that of ordinary men, and his stamina was exceptional; he almost always reached the very core of her being. This frenzy had lasted for nearly an hour. If Yue Nu'er hadn't possessed her treasured body and practiced martial arts, she would probably have already collapsed unconscious. This was truly a case of a perfect match, a battle of wits and pleasure.
Yue Nu'er felt her vagina growing increasingly numb, her sensitive core becoming numb from the touch of the giant tortoise, as if it no longer belonged to her, and could melt away at any moment. Suddenly, she felt the massive object pressing down on her, and she had nowhere to hide; she was instantly captured. Yue Nu'er was utterly terrified, her body unable to resist the tingling sensation, and a sudden spasm ensued... Her flower bud swelled slightly before contracting sharply, her small mouth trembling as it opened and closed, nectar pouring out like a flood, soaking her glans. Yue Hang, warmed by that scorching torrent, felt his long-accumulated pleasure surge to its peak. Ignoring the pain of the person beneath him, he pressed Yue Nu'er's body against him, gripping her slender waist tightly to prevent her from escaping. His glans opened, and streams of thick, hot semen shot out.
After the passion subsided, Yue Hang gently stroked his aunt's smooth back, nibbling on her delicate earlobe, layers of tenderness and affection rising within him. The jade-like woman in his arms had a gentle expression, her delicate skin covered with an eerie, rosy hue. His fingertips lightly traced her skin, leaving breathtaking white marks. Those slender, watery eyes were fixed on the red mole on her chest, lost in thought. Her long eyelashes fluttered, making Yue Hang's heart ache. He quickly tightened his grip on her, saying, "Auntie, you're such a troublemaker! I almost died from pleasure on you just now." Yue Nu'er frowned, pouting and acting coquettishly, "Hmph, you think I'm a troublemaker? See if you touch me again..."
Yue Hang quickly begged for mercy, "Wouldn't that make me wish I were dead? Auntie, you can't treat your nephew like that..."
"It would be better if you died, so... so you wouldn't come and humiliate me again." Yue Nu'er lightly punched Yue Hang's chest, sticking out her bright red tongue to lightly brush the red mole, as if it were something delicious. Suddenly, she closed her teeth and bit the pearly red mole, twisting and turning it wildly. Yue Hang couldn't quite describe the feeling. Looking at her focused and affectionate expression, he thought to himself, "Of all the parts my aunt likes, why does she have to like a mole?"
Yue Nu'er played with herself for a while, but then felt tired. She opened her mouth and used her tongue to sweep along Yue Hang's chest to his neck, finally stopping at his ear. She breathlessly murmured, "Good Hang'er, you've had your fill today, so hurry up and come out. It's getting so bloated inside me!" With that, her soft tongue wrapped around Yue Hang's earlobe and began to suckle gently. Yue Hang knew she was tired, and besides, the beauty was so obedient and pleasing; he shouldn't refuse. He propped himself up and slowly withdrew his penis. Just as the glans retreated to its opening, thick white fluid overflowed from the bright red slit, flowing slowly down her inner thighs along the soft hair, looking exceptionally erotic. Seeing such an unsightly scene witnessed by her nephew, Yue Nu'er was so ashamed that she turned her face away, not daring to look at Yue Hang again.
Seeing her shy appearance, Yue Hang couldn't help but tease, "Ah! How come it's so little? I remember I gave so much, where did it all go?... Ah! Aunt, you didn't embezzle it, did you?... No, no, I have to find it back, it's all the essence of flesh and blood..." After saying that, he mischievously parted her labia and inserted two fingers into her vagina, digging and probing.
Yue Nu'er was already extremely ashamed, and seeing him doing this to her, she hated him to death. But she had no strength and couldn't resist at all, and tears streamed down her face in desperation. Yue Hang quickly withdrew his wicked hand and comforted her with a fawning face, "Aunt, don't cry, I was just teasing you." Yue Nu'er didn't believe him, and with a soft snort, she turned her face away.
Yue Hang, experienced in matters of the heart, quickly devised a plan. He casually removed the gauze skirt still hanging at Yue Nu'er's ankles, parting her fair legs. Yue Nu'er, thinking he was about to commit another act, pleaded pitifully, "Good Hang'er, Auntie can't take it anymore, please have pity on Auntie, I'll make it up to you another day, okay?"
Yue Hang ignored her, using the gauze skirt to carefully wipe away the stains from her lower body. Once everything was clean, he folded the skirt and dried her body. Yue Nu'er, seeing his gentle actions, felt as if she were enveloped in honey. She quickly grasped his busy hand and softly said, "Good Hang'er, I misunderstood you earlier, but how could I let a grown man do these things for me?"
Seeing his gentle methods work, Yue Hang was overjoyed. He reached out his free hand and gave her ample breasts a hard squeeze, saying with a lewd grin, "Serving elders is a virtue, isn't it, good Auntie!..."
Yue Nu'er gasped softly, pushing his hand away. Suddenly noticing the gauze dress he was clutching, she exclaimed, "Oh no! You've dirtied my only dress! What am I supposed to wear now?!"
Yue Hang was slightly taken aback. "You don't only have one set of clothes, do you?"
"No one's been here for five years," Yue Nu'er said sadly. "This dress is from several years ago!"
Yue Hang suddenly realized. She had lived in this secluded stone chamber for years; where would she find new clothes? Thinking of her suffering, his heart ached. He quickly dropped the gauze dress, pulled Yue Nu'er back into his arms, and whispered against her face, "Auntie, you've suffered so much these past years. Why don't you move out and live with me? It's too stifling to stay in this armory..."
"I appreciate your thoughtfulness, Hang'er, but I've gotten used to living here for so many years. I really don't know what I would do if I went out. I think it's better to leave it at that. Just come visit me often in the future, and I'll be content." Yue Nu'er didn't really care about not having clothes to wear. There was no one in this stone chamber, so at worst, that demon would just see her naked. However, after the passion, without clothes to cover her body, she felt quite uncomfortable. She snuggled closer to Yue Hang's chest. "Hang'er, hold me tighter, it's a bit cold."
Yue Hang slapped the back of his head. He had brought a blanket with him, but he had forgotten about it in his excitement. He quickly got up and said, "Auntie, wait here. Hang'er will go get the good stuff."
In a short while, Yue Hang returned to the jade bed with a brocade blanket and a food box. He quickly embraced the jade woman and wrapped both of them in the brocade blanket. Yue Hang opened the food box and took out various pastries, wine cups, and wine pots, arranging them all on the jade bed. He poured a cup of wine and handed it to Yue Nu'er, saying, "Aunt, have a cup of wine to warm yourself up!"
The wine in the cup was a slightly reddish amber color, and its intoxicating aroma wafted out with every gentle ripple—it was none other than the imperial premium wine, Red Ze Brew. Yue Nu'er took the cup, sniffed it, and asked curiously, "This...this is wine?" She had been isolated from the world since childhood and had never seen wine before.
Yue Hang almost burst out laughing; she hadn't expected such a mature and charming person to not even know what wine was... "Of course it's wine! It's delicious, you should try some!"
Yue Nu'er picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, finding it sweet and refreshing. She quickly grabbed the wine pot and drank several cups in quick succession, but then, drinking too fast, she started coughing. Yue Hang thought to herself that she was reckless, snatched the wine pot back, and gently patted her back to help her catch her breath. Yue Nu'er coughed for a while before recovering, but felt dizzy and disoriented. She murmured a few times and then collapsed unconscious into Yue Hang's arms.
Yue Hang was filled with regret; he had wanted to linger a little longer, but the beauty had suddenly fallen asleep. He gently stroked her eyebrows, thinking wistfully, "My aunt's appearance is indeed somewhat similar to mine." Suddenly, he noticed a glistening drop of saliva at the corner of her mouth. It was so adorable that he couldn't resist gently wiping it away with the tip of his tongue, eliciting a few unconscious murmurs from her. ... It was nearly midnight. The bright moonlight shone through the colorful tiles, casting five-colored radiance. The jade bed, illuminated by the moonlight, magically began to mist. The wisps of mist, like strands of white silk, slowly moved, eventually intertwining and becoming indistinguishable. The yellowish moonlight shining through the mist made it even more magnificent. Yue Hang, standing amidst it, couldn't help but marvel, thinking he had witnessed a fairyland.
The mist slowly rose, eventually reaching the colorful tiles of the roof. Strangely enough, once the mist touched the tiles, it stopped moving and remained still, as if bound by something. After a while, the mist beneath the roof had thickened considerably, resembling a smooth, round mirror from a distance.
Then, the mist began to change again. Colors slowly emerged from the originally pure white mist mirror, gradually condensing and finally forming three human figures in red, white, and blue. These three figures, initially only having heads, hands, and limbs, developed facial features after a moment, becoming three exquisite beauties. These three beauties were identical, with delicate, wispy eyebrows, willow-like figures, draped in palace gauze, and wielding long swords. They began to dance with swords within the mist mirror.
Yue Hang was utterly astonished. He rubbed his eyes, wondering, "Could it be that I'm hallucinating from excessive indulgence?" He opened his eyes again and looked closely. The three beauties were still dancing, and their figures were becoming increasingly clear, even the fair wrists peeking out from their sleeves were clearly visible. Only then did Yue Hang realize it wasn't a hallucination. Focusing his gaze, he saw that the three beauties' dance was graceful, their bodies seemingly boneless, completely lacking the imposing aura of Gongsun Jianwu's "coming like thunder, then subsiding like the calm light of the sea." Their movements, sweeping and thrusting, revealed only feminine charm. The three were initially dancing in a hushed, rhythmic exchange, when suddenly the white-veiled dancer magnified several times, instantly filling the entire mirror. At this moment, the white-veiled dancer's dance was different from before. A sword thrust appeared like a silver dragon, its intent cold and sharp, threatening to devour everything in its path. Yue Hang couldn't help but recall his aunt's palm strikes, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Could this dancer be practicing swordsmanship?" Yue
Hang gently laid his sleeping aunt on the jade bed and covered her with a brocade quilt. He then rose to observe the sword dance closely. A cluster of cold, white light suddenly appeared at the dantian of the white-veiled dancer. As the dancer changed her sword stance, the light moved to the dantian, then through the Qihai point, Tianyou point, Fengchi point, and various acupoints on the neck and arms, finally condensing on the longsword in her hand. Yue Hang seemed mesmerized by the light; his internal energy unconsciously followed the trajectory of the white light, and his hands and feet moved incessantly, mimicking the dancer's movements.
After the white-veiled dancer finished her sword routine, the mist mirror switched to the image of the dancer in black gauze. Similar. Her swordsmanship was completely different from that of the white-veiled dancer. The light around her body turned black, passing through her dantian, Shenque, Qimen, Tianding, and Jiquan acupoints before condensing on her longsword. When she swirled and thrust, it was truly like a colorful butterfly dancing, graceful and free, showing absolutely no killing intent.
Then she changed into the red-veiled dancer. Her swordsmanship was the most bizarre. She simply hid her longsword in her sleeve, and it was impossible to see how she danced. Red light emanated from her dantian, passing through Zhongji, Fengmen, Weidao, and Jimai, and gathering in her legs. In a erratic movement, she instantly traversed from one side of the misty mirror to the other. It was incredibly fast.
Yue Hang followed the three images through the dance several times, becoming familiar with the moves. Although he had a foundation in internal energy, he had never used it for such a long time before, and he began to feel somewhat strained. Gradually, he couldn't keep up with the dancers' swordplay in the misty mirror, so he had to stop and sit down heavily on the jade bed , panting.
It was almost dawn, the moonlight was gradually fading, and the mist on the roof tiles seemed to break free of its restraints, drifting away like silk threads. After a while, the misty mirror finally dissipated. Seeing the spectacle disappear, Yue Hang lost interest and grabbed... He gulped down a mouthful of wine from the wine jug on the bed and crawled under the covers. Exhausted, he grew weary and soon fell into a deep sleep. ...After about an hour, Yue Hang woke up, looked up at the transparent colored tiles of the roof, and saw that it was already broad daylight outside. He had promised Aunt Liu yesterday to accompany Su Ruhua to visit Zeyang City, so he dared not stay in bed any longer. Seeing that Yue Nu'er was still dreaming beside him, Yue Hang didn't want to disturb her, so he tiptoed out of bed, lifting a corner of the brocade quilt. After dressing, he leaned down and kissed Yue Nu'er's forehead before heading out of the stone chamber. As dawn broke and the sun began to shine, a gentle breeze carried the fresh scent of flowers mingled with the delicate aroma of earth. Yue Hang felt completely refreshed, his internal energy surging more vigorously than ever before, clearly showing improvement. Recalling the extraordinary scene of the previous night, he wondered, "Could those wildly dancing sword techniques be some kind of profound skill? How could my internal strength have increased so much in just one night?"
He pondered for a long time without finding a solution, when suddenly an idea struck him: "Why not try out those moves and see just how powerful they are!" He
assumed the starting stance of a red-veiled dancer, circulating his inner energy as he had the previous night. His legs warmed slightly, and his footwork began. He felt his body dart forward in a flash, and when his feet touched the ground again, he was already ten zhang away. Yue Hang was astonished, never expecting this footwork to be so wondrous, seemingly even faster than Aunt Liu's lightness technique. He quickly gathered his energy and tried again. This time, he lost control of his direction and crashed into a tree as thick as a bowl by the roadside, wincing in pain. He
lightly wiped his forehead and found blood on it, inwardly cursing his bad luck. Having learned his lesson, he dared not try the move again. He forcibly calmed his mind, circulated his inner energy, and used the wondrous footwork. After a few uses, he could use it freely. He then leaped over walls and houses in a few bounds and returned to his own house, secretly pleased. "With this technique, I won't have to climb walls to steal from any young lady anymore. In just a 'whoosh,' the beauty will be in my arms. ...How wonderful! How wonderful!" "
Pushing open the door, he found Xiao Ying'er fast asleep at the round table, a basin of water beside her. She must have come to serve him to bed last night, but finding her young master absent, she had fallen asleep while waiting at the table. Yue Hang felt a pang of tenderness, gently lifting her and carefully placing her on his bed, covering her with the blankets. Seeing the little girl curled up like a kitten, Yue Hang felt a surge of warmth and tranquility.
Having expended considerable energy last night, Yue Hang felt hungry. He washed himself with the water from the basin and prepared to go to the front hall for his meal. Just then, a knock came at the door, "Young Master Yue, are you up?"
Opening the door, he saw Su Ruhua. Yue Hang was quite taken aback. "Miss Su, you're up so early! Why don't you rest a little longer?"
"Hehe, Ruhua was too anxious. I'm so sorry to have disturbed your rest, young master." She peeked into the room and saw Ying'er on the couch. Turning to Yue Hang, she teased, "Oh! She... she's still not up! She must have been exhausted last night..."
Yue Hang quickly waved his hands in protest, "No, Miss Su, you've misunderstood!" But he couldn't think of a reason for a moment and just stood there stammering, feeling so embarrassed that he wanted to strangle himself. Su Ruhua didn't want him to be too embarrassed, so she reached out and pulled him out of the room, then turned around and closed the door. "Let her rest well. Let's go out and play." Yue Hang smiled helplessly and followed her out the door. Zeyang City is located on the south bank of the Yellow River, situated on a plain, rich in resources. The Grand Canal runs north to the capital and south through Jingzhou and Yangzhou, reaching Wenchuan, making it a true national hub.
The city was bustling with activity today, the market teeming with people – a golden opportunity for merchants to make a fortune. Stalls stretched along the long street, shelves overflowing with a dazzling array of goods. Vendors, each spitting out praise, touted their wares as unparalleled. Amidst the cacophony of calls, occasional curses rang out – who knew whose shrew had unleashed her fury!
Su Ruhua entered the market, brimming with excitement. She tiptoed, looking around excitedly, sometimes picking up hairpins to compare with her hair, sometimes fiddling with a rag doll for a long time, making Yue Hang chuckle to himself. Who would have thought that this beauty, so docile as a rabbit in front of her aunt, would be so mischievous outside?
Suddenly, Su Ruhua stopped in front of a clothing shop and went straight inside. She strolled around, occasionally picking up an item to try on, seemingly quite fond of the styles. Yue Hang recognized the shop as Rongdefang, a renowned establishment in Zeyang City. The clothes made there were impeccably tailored and stylish; most of the city's nobles had their seasonal garments made there, including the snow lotus brocade robe he was currently wearing.
Su Ruhua held up a lotus-root-colored dress against herself, then ran to Yue Hang and turned around. "Young Master Yue, do you think this suits me?" Yue Hang, of course, understood her meaning and clapped his hands in praise, "It truly looks like it was made for you, Miss. If you like it, please wear it; I'll naturally cover the cost."
Su Ruhua's eyes crinkled with delight, but then she lowered her head shyly, "But I like all of these pieces; it's so hard to choose." Yue Hang inwardly broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly called over the shopkeeper and instructed him to pack up all the other dresses except the lotus-root-colored one for Su Ruhua to change into and deliver them to her residence at the Yue residence. Thinking that Yue Nu'er had no clothes to change into, she quietly called the shopkeeper over, gave him the approximate measurements, and asked him to make a few outfits and send them to her room.
Su Ruhua took the lotus-root-colored dress to the inner room to change, and then slowly came out. The dress fit her perfectly; the upper body was slightly tight, cleverly outlining her proud curves. A budding lotus was embroidered in light-colored silk thread at the chest, highlighting the girl's delicate beauty without being overpowering, making her naturally flushed face even more charming. The cuffs were slightly open and turned outwards, adorned with several tiny silver beads, which shone with a soft luster in the sunlight, quite eye-catching. The long skirt had a few pleats, simple yet exuding a touch of nobility. With a light sway of her lotus steps, a pair of pink embroidered shoes peeked out from under the skirt, and occasionally, her pink ankles, barely covered by stockings, could be seen, sparking endless fantasies.
Even Yue Hang, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but stare, let alone the others in the shop. For a moment, the men were drooling, and the women covered their faces in shame, unable to look directly at him—a truly spectacular scene. Su Ruhua, however, seemed oblivious, linking her arm with Yue Hang's and walking out.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder through the crowd, their expressions quite intimate, attracting many pointing fingers and sighs from passersby who lamented the decline of morality. Yue Hang felt a prickling sensation on his back, trying to pull his arm away, but the beauty wouldn't cooperate, instead holding him even tighter in a defiant manner, her soft breasts rubbing against his side, sending shivers down his spine.
After walking a few more steps, Su Ruhua stopped and pointed to a tall building in front of them, saying, "Young Master Yue, look how beautifully decorated this building is. Why don't we go in, rest a bit, and have something to eat?"
Yue Hang, enjoying the tenderness, reluctantly looked up and nearly jumped out of his skin. A bright red plaque hung high above the building, bearing the three characters 'Cuiyun Tower.' He knew this place intimately; eight out of ten courtesans there were her lovers. Normally, Yue Hang would gladly go up there for his pleasure, but with his beauty beside him, how could he reveal his secret?
Yue Hang scratched his head awkwardly. "Miss, you don't know, this place is filthy, it's better not to go. If you want to eat, there's a restaurant called 'Shang Qing Tian' up ahead. Their Dongtian Milk Wine is famous in Zeyang. Why don't I take you to try it?"
"Hmph! I'm not going anywhere else, I'm only going to this Cuiyun Tower. Why can you go and be with beautiful women while I can't?" Su Ruhua pouted, it was hard to tell if she was really angry or just pretending. Yue Hang was extremely annoyed. What could he say when the beauty was acting like this? He could only follow her upstairs.
The Yue family was powerful in Zeyang, and everyone gave their young master Yue some face, so he had many connections in this building. As soon as he came up, several playboys waved and greeted him, making Yue Hang so embarrassed that he dared not look at Su Ruhua again. When the playboys saw the beautiful woman with Yue Hang, they were speechless, their mouths agape, drool dripping down to their feet without them even realizing it.
A lecherous young man approached Yue Hang with a lewd grin and said, "Brother Yue, is that beauty beside you a newly trained courtesan in this brothel? I wonder if you would be willing to transfer her to me? I'll certainly offer a generous sum."
Yue Hang wanted to slap him, but since this man was usually on good terms with him, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He simply replied coldly, "Young Master Yu, please don't tease me. This is my betrothed." The other young men exclaimed in unison, "Look, look! It's truly Young Master Yue! He even brings his fiancée to the brothel for some pleasure. No wonder he's the top courtesan in Zeyang City!"
Yue Hang, blushing, pulled Su Ruhua to a seat by the window and called the madam to order wine and dishes. The madam was annoyed. "Who brings a concubine to a brothel, especially one so beautiful? This is ruining her business!" But she couldn't afford to offend this young master, so she had no choice but to obey.
Seeing his utter embarrassment, Su Ruhua chuckled, "I thought you only had a few lovers in the brothel, but I never imagined you were the top scholar in flower appreciation! I really underestimated you."
"How come you seem to know so much about me, while I know nothing about you? You can only use this as leverage to mock me, and I have no power to fight back. It's so unfair!" Yue Hang complained to himself.
Seeing that he seemed angry, Su Ruhua took his hand and gently shook it, smiling charmingly, "I just had someone investigate your hobbies and interests, so that if I marry into your family... it'll be good... it'll be good... it'll be good to please you!" As she said the last few words, she lowered her head shyly, busy fiddling with Yue Hang's fingers under the table.
Yue Hang's heart fluttered, and he tightened his grip on her small hand. "What's all this talk about pleasing each other? If we're truly destined to be husband and wife, we'll naturally live in harmony. How could I possibly wrong you?" He truly meant what he said. Ever since he met this clever and ever-changing vixen, he'd been quite taken with her. Otherwise, why would he care so much about her opinion of him?
"Pleasing her is still necessary," Su Ruhua said somewhat sadly. "Some people are born nobler than others. They live in luxury, surrounded by servants, and naturally don't have to worry about making a living. They can simply enjoy life to the fullest. But some people, in order to survive, have to abandon their dignity, and even... even sell themselves for money!"
Su Ruhua gently wiped away her tears and continued, "Our Chaohua Sect is a renowned family, but it's all my fault for being young and inexperienced in business. Without any elders to support us, we're extremely strapped for cash. I had no choice but to...go to your house...to recommend myself." Yue Hang had assumed it was his dashing good looks that attracted this beauty, but it turned out she was after his family's money. He felt a sudden pang of disappointment.
Seeing his distress, Su Ruhua quickly comforted him, "Actually...actually, you're quite a good match. Your elegant appearance goes without saying, and you're very gentle and considerate. Otherwise, I would have chosen someone else. Why put myself through this? Don't you think so?" Yue Hang
felt much better and gave her a grateful look. Su Ruhua covered her mouth and laughed, "You're a man, yet you need someone to coax you. Aren't you ashamed?" After a while of laughter and banter, the food and wine arrived. They had been strolling around for most of the day and hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so they quickly ate something nourishing.
If there's one place in the world most accommodating, it's the brothel. As long as you can afford the night, whether you're a monk or a beggar, you can gather here. Today, business is booming at Cuiyun Tower; the private seats on the second floor are all full, and the girls are busy entertaining customers. Each of the patrons has a beautiful woman in their arms, their caresses eliciting soft moans and gasps.
However, a white-clad gentleman sitting in the corner seems out of place. He doesn't seek female company; he simply sits quietly, slowly drinking from a wine cup in one hand and fanning himself with a folding fan. The fan bears the four gilded characters "Wealth and Prosperity Like Clouds," quite eye-catching. His dark, jade-like eyes are fixed on Su Ruhua's beautiful back, his greedy expression undisguised.
Yue Hang, sitting directly opposite the gentleman, sees everything. He already considered Su Ruhua his bedmate, how could he tolerate such disrespect? He got up to teach him a lesson, but Su Ruhua pulled him back and pressed him back down.
Su Ruhua gently stroked his hand and whispered, "Don't provoke him, this man is quite dangerous, be careful he doesn't hurt you." Her words were like adding fuel to the fire. Although Yue Hang was gentle, he didn't want to lose his dignity in front of a woman, so he abruptly broke free from her hand and quickly walked over.
Su Ruhua was surprised that he would act so impulsively for her sake, and her heart felt sweet. Worried about his safety, she also got up and followed. "This scoundrel, how dare he lay a finger on your grandfather Yue's woman! I'll slap his mouth shut!" Yue Hang thought bitterly. He was now very close to the white-robed young man, whose fair face and red lips were indescribably handsome. Yue Hang was quite proud of his appearance, but seeing him today had stirred jealousy within him, and his hatred intensified.
Just as he was about to slam his fist on the table, a loud cry of "Ouch!" rang out, and a tall,
imposing Taoist priest leaped from a nearby chair, his large, iron-like hand gripping his arm. "Who is this? Can't you see where you're going? You've broken my bones! You'll have to pay for my medicine!" This Taoist wore a Nine-Cloud Wind Crown and a True Martial Demon-Binding Robe, with a kind face and flowing beard, truly possessing an air of otherworldly elegance. However, several lipstick marks were still visible on his face, making him look rather comical. This sudden movement allowed Su Ruhua to catch up, stepping between Yue Hang and the white-robed young man. "Young Master Yue, I am extremely grateful that you stood up for me, but this man is a top-tier martial artist. Even my aunt might not be his match. Please don't act rashly!"
Yue Hang's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected this seemingly weaker-looking fellow to possess such terrifying strength. Secretly relieved she hadn't gone over, she thought it would have been incredibly embarrassing to be knocked to the ground in front of everyone.
The white-robed young man tilted his head back and downed his drink, then snapped his folding fan shut. He slowly rose and walked to Su Ruhua. "We really are destined to meet. What? You little slut, you're being wanton again? It's one thing to be a womanizer, but you even dare to dream of marrying into a wealthy family! How laughable! How laughable! Hahaha..."
Su Ruhua ignored him, only pulling Yue Hang's arm to leave. Yue Hang, however, heard clearly and couldn't help but become suspicious. "Could they know each other?" Suddenly, he saw that hateful handsome face again, and his heart inexplicably clenched. He thought to himself, "Could it be an old flame?"
"Why did you run away as soon as you saw me? What a pity, I had so many sweet nothings to say," the white-robed young man said, laughing as if he were quite pleased with himself. Seeing such a despicable face, Yue Hang could no longer tolerate it. He grabbed a wine pot from the nearby table and threw it at the man, pointing and cursing, "You villain, don't be so arrogant! If you mess with me, I'll make you crawl out of Zeyang City!"
Before the white-robed young man could react, the wine pot landed steadily in his hand. "Young Master Yue, there's no need to get angry. We're in the same boat, why fight over a lowly woman?" He rolled his eyes and continued, "How about we make a deal? Sooner or later, this slut will be under my control. If you're still alive then, go see how I make her writhe in ecstasy, moaning and groaning! Hahaha…" Yue Hang's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he struggled to rush forward. But the Taoist's large hand gripping his arm was incredibly strong, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't budge an inch. Yue Hang tilted his head and looked. The hand was long and delicate, with prominent veins on the back, making it look quite frightening. The lines on the palm were like knife cuts, even scratching Yue Hang's clothes and causing a slight pain.
"You little brat, what are you looking at? Hurry up and pay for my medicine, or I won't let you go! Don't think you can bully me just because I'm old! Hmph, young people these days are getting more and more impolite." The Taoist priest had a kind face, but his words were so vulgar. The white-robed young man sneered, "You, surnamed Qin, don't bother with him. I won't argue with a weakling. But don't forget your promise. I have other matters to attend to today, so I'll take my leave." With that, he darted to the windowsill, jumped downstairs, and disappeared without a trace.
This was the first time in Yue Hang's life he had been so humiliated. He thought to himself, "It's all my fault for being so bad at martial arts. If I had practiced harder earlier, I wouldn't be in this situation." The Taoist priest still wouldn't let go, and Yue Hang was furious but helpless. He reluctantly took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the priest. "Take the silver and let go quickly. The young master is leaving."
The Taoist priest took the silver and immediately released his hands. He smiled broadly and shouted to the madam, "Bring me another table of food and wine. Call Hong'er and Cui'er over to serve me. I have more silver!"
Yue Hang was disheartened. He glared at Su Ruhua, snorted, and stormed off downstairs. Seeing that her lover had misunderstood her, Su Ruhua felt deeply wronged. She furrowed her brow, her nostrils flared slightly, and tears welled in her eyes. She choked out to the Taoist priest, "Uncle Qin, how cruel you are! You just watched Ruhua being bullied by that Li Muhan without standing up for me!"
The Taoist priest had long since abandoned his roguish demeanor. "Girl, your uncle… I'm sorry. These past years, you've single-handedly supported the vast Chaohua Sect, and you've indeed suffered a lot. Your uncle wanted to help you bear some of the burden, but I was powerless. Alas… it's all because of these old entanglements…"
"I don't want to hear this!" Su Ruhua's tears fell like broken pearls onto her lapel. "Do you really want to see Ruhua dragged onto a bed and played with like this?!"
Qin Daoren was heartbroken and stepped forward to stroke her head. "Girl, don't worry. Your master has already used his divine divination to predict that you are blessed enough not to fall into such a state. Besides, with your clever mind, how could you be manipulated by others? You probably already have a plan in mind, so your master doesn't need to worry."
Su Ruhua lightly stamped her foot and shook her head to avoid his hand. "When has your lousy divination ever been accurate? Master was fooled countless times in his lifetime. Wouldn't I be a fool to believe you again?"
"Ahem!...The Way of Heaven is vast and unpredictable. How can everything be under our control? However, I am quite confident about this matter." The Daoist stroked his beard, feeling rather embarrassed. "Don't be fooled by Li Muhan's harsh words. I think he... definitely doesn't have that ability..."
"By the time you find out if he's even capable, I don't know how much suffering I'll endure. This devil has even followed me to Zeyang; how can I be at ease? Luckily, my uncle is here, so my niece's safety is entirely in your hands. If anything happens to me... hmph... Ruhua will never forgive you for the rest of her life." With that, Su Ruhua ignored him and hurriedly ran downstairs to chase after Yue Hang.
Qin Daoren watched her receding figure, a pang of pity rising in his heart. After a long while, he sighed, pulled a long banner from under the table, and left Cuiyun Tower. The banner fluttered in the wind, upon which was written a couplet in flowing, elegant script: "A discerning eye recognizes all emperors and generals of the world; a few taels of silver, a guest, reveals the fortunes and misfortunes of this life."
It was nearing noon, and the market was growing increasingly crowded. Yue Hang found the noise rather noisy; having just suffered a setback, he was in a bad mood and only wanted to find a quiet place to clear his mind. After walking for a while, he unknowingly arrived at Mirror Lake. 'Mirror Lake at Dawn' was the most famous scenic spot in Zeyang, renowned throughout the land. However, the moonlit view was best appreciated at night; few people ventured there during the day. At most, a few poets would come to seek inspiration for their lamenting poems.
Yue Hang found a shady spot and sat down, gazing blankly at the shimmering surface of the lake and the occasional fish leaping out of the water. He couldn't help but think of Su Ruhua again. Having spent half a day with her, he felt that this girl was different from others in every way; her gentleness was genuine, and her allure was not lewd. It seemed that among all the women he knew, apart from Yue Nu'er, no other woman had given him such a wondrous feeling.
He now somewhat regretted leaving so abruptly, but it wasn't appropriate to turn back and look for her. Just as he was wondering what to do, he suddenly heard a soft, beautiful voice, "Brother, please save this little girl! A bad man is trying to take me as his concubine, sob sob..."
He immediately recognized Su Ruhua's voice and was overjoyed. He didn't turn around in a hurry, but instead pretended to be cold and said, "Why are you still looking for me? Why don't you go and enjoy yourself with that pretty boy?"
Su Ruhua walked to the riverbank and continued to sob, "Alas, since no one pities me, I have no choice but to jump into the lake to preserve my innocence." After saying that, she made a move to jump.
Yue Hang darted out and pulled her into his arms. "Hmph, what a waste for such a beautiful woman to jump into the lake! I'd rather snatch her home and make her my warm bed girl, wouldn't that be wonderful!"
"Waaah, I really have nothing to do with that person, he just kept bothering me. He humiliated me, and you wouldn't even listen to my explanation before throwing me aside... Waaah... You're so mean. How could I be so unlucky to have chosen such a heartless person like you..." Su Ruhua buried her face in his shoulder, crying as if she were about to suffocate. Her little fists pounded against his chest, but the blows only softened his heart.
Yue Hang didn't want her to really cry. The tears dripping onto his shoulder made him tremble slightly. He quickly patted her soft back to comfort her. "Don't cry, Ruhua. It's all my fault. I'm not capable enough to stand up for you and I even gave you attitude. I deserve to die." He then slapped himself a few times to show his remorse.
Su Ruhua grabbed his hand. "Don't hit me. As long as you're willing to listen to my explanation, that's fine." She pulled Yue Hang down to sit, rested her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "That man is called Li Muhan, known in the martial arts world as 'Wealthy as Clouds.' He is the head of the Li family, one of the Four Great Families. At only twenty years old, he is already a top figure among the 'Ten Outstanding Individuals.'"
"So he's the head of the Li family. No wonder he's so arrogant and domineering, completely disregarding me." He had heard Aunt Liu talk about the Four Great Families before, so he knew that the Li family's strength was no less than that of his Yue family. "By the way, aren't you one of the Ten Heroes? Your kung fu should be no worse than his, so why are you so afraid of him?"
"If we're talking about martial arts alone, I'm naturally not afraid of him, but the power behind him is something I can't afford to offend. The Li family has been merchants for generations, and in terms of wealth, no other family in this country and two counties can compare. There's almost no business in the world that's unrelated to the Li family. So if the Li family intends to target a certain sect, they can easily cut off its source of income simply by exerting their influence." Su Ruhua's expression darkened. "It's because I refused his rude request that the Chaohua Sect is in such dire straits now!" Yue Hang snorted. "So he's just a bully who relies on his power. I'll definitely learn martial arts well so that when I see him in the future, I can beat him down and avenge you, Ruhua." Su Ruhua felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this and couldn't help but tighten her grip on his arm, saying, "It's good that you have such a thought."
"Ruhua, that villain from the Li family has followed you to Zeyang again. I think we both need to be careful from now on, lest we be harmed by his treacherous schemes." Yue Hang, always quick to judge others by his own standards, hurriedly reminded his beloved. Su Ruhua scoffed, "That devil, though arrogant and domineering, wouldn't do anything truly sinister. Besides, he's not here for me this time; he's here to pursue the 'Eternal Empress.'" "Eternal Empress?" Yue Hang had never heard of this name before, tilting his head curiously, "Who is she? She's quite famous!"
Su Ruhua gave him a disapproving look, "You really are a clueless, worldly-wise person. You don't even know the 'Eternal Empress'? She's quite a figure. Her real name is Yan Shuise, and she is the Empress of Youyan..." "The Emperor's most beloved princess, and the last disciple of the 'Immortal of Immortality,' she's incredibly beautiful... Every man in the world who hears her name praises her as a fairy descended from heaven!"
Yue Hang retorted, quite unconvinced. "Pshaw, she's just a princess of a prefecture! She's only of higher status. As for beauty, is there anyone in this world who can compare to my Ru Hua? ...I refuse to believe it even if you beat me to death!"
Su Ru Hua was secretly delighted, but scolded him playfully, "You're just saying nice things to deceive people. I'll be grateful if you don't lose your mind when you see Yan Shuise later!"
"Later?? We're going to see Yan Shuise later?" Yue Hang was completely confused.
"Of course! She's coming to pay tribute to our Great Tang Dynasty, and her transit station is in Zeyang. This noon, the Prefect of Zeyang will be hosting a welcoming banquet at Tianshui Tower on the shore of Mirror Lake. All the handsome young men who admire Yan Shuise will surely gather there. Wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't go and see such a grand occasion?" Su Ruhua clapped her hands and chuckled, perfectly embodying the image of a lively little girl. Suddenly, she slapped her smooth forehead. "Oh dear! I forgot to buy a gift!" With that, she grabbed Yue Hang and ran towards the market again. ... Su Ruhua and Yue Hang strolled around the market for a while, but they didn't buy any gifts they liked. However, they saw a sugar figurine stall ahead. The owner was holding a large handful of sugar figurines, distributing them to the children gathered around him. Her eyes darted around, and she had an idea. Pulling Yue Hang along, she said, "Come on! Let's go get some sugar figurines! I haven't had any in ages!"
She skipped over to the stall and said casually, "Boss, I'll buy all your sugar figurines!"
The stall owner said, "Oh, young lady, you have excellent taste… My sugar figurines are famous in Zeyang… So-and-so used to come here often when he was a child!…"
Before the owner could finish praising her, Su Ruhua snatched the sugar figurine away. "Alright, alright, go ask this young master for his money!" she said, giving Yue Hang a knowing look.
Yue Hang shook his head helplessly and took out a silver ingot from his pocket, handing it to the owner. The owner was about to give change when Su Ruhua stopped him, "Keep the change, consider it a tip from me." She held her head high, looking arrogant. Yue Hang found it amusing. "This girl really clings to me. Not only is she never polite, but she's even using my money to show off."
He didn't care about the money, but couldn't help teasing her, "Hey! Why don't you save a little for your future husband? No matter how much money my Yue family has, it'll all be squandered by this rich young lady who doesn't know the value of money! How pathetic! How lamentable!"
Su Ruhua clenched her small fists, fiercely approaching Yue Hang. "Pathetic?? Lamentable??... I'm just giving you a little push, to motivate you to work hard and earn money in the future, otherwise how will you support me?"
Yue Hang... He nearly fainted; he was truly at his wit's end with this little devil. He sighed, "Little miss... I give up! Noon's almost here, or we'll miss the grand event at Tianshui Tower!" Seeing his distressed expression, Su Ruhua quickly lowered her fists and hugged his arm tightly, pressing her plump breasts against his sides a few times, and said shyly, "Just kidding! I'm so poor! It's not easy for a rich young master to pay for me, I have to satisfy my vanity. I won't do that again!"... Yue Hang, seeing her adorable expression, gently tapped her forehead with his finger, unable to bear scolding her further, and embraced her as they walked towards Tianshui Tower...

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