[Huang Rong's Journey from Mother to Wife (Chapter 8)]

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After Huang Rong and Guo Jing's lovemaking, a lingering intoxicating scent remained in the bedroom. Guo Jing, panting heavily, held Huang Rong's body, still wet with the afterglow of their lovemaking, and was about to tell her about the interesting things he had read about in the bedroom. But then he heard his wife cry out, "Lu'er!" He got up, took his wife's soft hand, and asked, full of confusion, "Rong'er, what happened?"
He wondered why his wife would suddenly call out their son's name. Hearing this question, Huang Rong immediately snapped out of her shock. She couldn't very well tell her husband that someone who resembled their son had spied on their lovemaking outside the door.
When she spotted the figure, she didn't even bother to wipe her lower body, hurriedly pulling the blanket over herself. The person outside seemed to have been startled away by her scream.
She calmed herself and leaned against Guo Jing, whispering, "Brother Jing, it's nothing. I was just thinking about some things. We're a happy family now, without any worries. But the Song and Mongol armies are at war. Although Xiangyang can still hold off the attack for now, we both know that its fall is only a matter of time. We're in our prime now, able to protect our children, but what about when we're old? Will they be able to live carefree in this chaotic era?"
"My Rong'er will never grow old, she'll always be so charming and beautiful," Guo Jing, hearing her say this, subtly echoed. Indeed, Huang Rong only grew more alluring with age.
"Oh, Brother Jing, don't comfort me like that. No one can stay young forever!"
Although she said this, Huang Rong's lips still curled into a smile upon hearing her husband's sweet praise. "Look at our three children. Fu'er is willful and arrogant. Xiang'er is gentle, quiet, and sensible. Fu'er and Xiang'er are both our daughters, and I, as their mother, don't understand how they can be so different! What I'm most worried about is Lu'er. He's honest and kind, and although he's eloquent, he's a bit timid and hesitant in front of others. That's what I'm most worried about."
Hearing his wife say this, Guo Jing also fell silent. As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father. He knew his child's temperament very well and nodded to show that his wife's words were true.
"Then what should we do? Rong'er, since you've brought it up, you must have a plan."
"I can't hide it from Brother Jing."
"Of course, we're of one mind."
Guo Jing stroked Huang Rong's hair, a hint of disdain flashing across his face.
"You and Guo'er almost kept your affair a secret from me," Guo Jing thought bitterly.
He fell silent, knowing that since his wife had brought it up, she would surely explain things clearly. Sure enough, Huang Rong continued, "Flowers in a greenhouse may be beautiful, but they easily wither in the face of wind and rain. We should let them go out and experience the world, otherwise, under our protection, they will always be fledglings, unable to soar on their own."
Unbeknownst to her, the figure who had been startled away by her calling him "Guo'er" had returned, having heard every word she said.
"So, in Father and Mother's eyes, I am such a worry for them," the figure outside the door thought absentmindedly. He dragged his heavy steps towards his room as if he had lost his soul.
Hearing him call the two people in the room "Father" and "Mother," his identity became clear: he was the "Guo'er" Huang Rong had spoken of—Guo Polu.
He entered his room, buried his head in his thighs, and tears streamed down his face. He understood himself and agreed with what his parents had said. However, he couldn't suppress the sorrow in his heart, and tears streamed down his face .
Why he was outside Guo Jing and Huang Rong's room—it all started yesterday . ****************
... Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Guo Fu grabbed his ear and scolded him, "I've been confined for two months, and now that my confinement is over, I'm in the mood to go out and have some fun, but you won't come with me. I've been so bored being cooped up for the past two months, you have no idea what it's like!" "Ouch!" Guo Polu slapped away the hand that was grabbing his ear. "Sister Fu, I'm not a child anymore, don't keep pulling my ear. Besides, you can go with Sister Xiang or go alone, why do you have to drag someone else along?" "Oh my, Young Master Guo, you've changed quite a bit in just one night. I never expected you to have such insight, starting to educate a young lady, tsk tsk tsk." Guo Fu seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, constantly looking Guo Polu up and down, making Guo Polu's hair stand on end, and he regretted saying those words earlier. "Sister Fu, I'll go, okay!" Guo Polu couldn't stand the piercing gaze anymore, so he had no choice but to hang up a white cloth and surrender. "Who dares trouble you, Young Master Guo, to accompany a mere girl like me? I'm not going. You two little brats used to follow me around all the time, but now, you won't even come out for a short trip with me! Waaah!" She then buried her face in her hands and began to cry. "Good Sister Fu, I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll go with you, okay?" Guo Polu was ashamed by Guo Fu's words, and seeing her sobbing, he could only steel himself and go up to her. "Fine, you said it yourself, no one forced you." Guo Fu tossed her head back, a smug smile on her face, a picture of triumph, not a trace of tears on her face. Guo Polu was both amused and exasperated, forgetting that the eldest of the three sisters was actually the most cunning. "Alright, stop dawdling, let's go." The three of them went to the front yard, fetched three horses, told Guo Jing, and set off. Along the way, birds sang, flowers bloomed, and lush trees swayed in the cool breeze, creating a pleasant atmosphere. The three rode slowly, meandering along the road until they reached the southern mountains on the outskirts of the city. It was the height of summer, and the sun was high in the sky. Although they were traveling on horseback, they were slightly sweating. "Where are they?" "Sister Fu, did you invite others?" "That's right, otherwise what fun would you, a little brat, have!" Guo Fu replied matter-of-factly. "Then why did you call me and Sister Xiang here?" "To keep you company on the way! Besides, you came of your own accord, no one forced you." Guo Polu was speechless, and Guo Xiang remained silent as well. "Then I'll wander around for a bit." Guo Polu dared not mention going back, fearing another beating. He rode on, intending to find a place where they couldn't see him, and then return home. If asked, he would simply say that he was traveling elsewhere, and having searched for her in vain, he rode back home. Just as he was pondering this, several fast horses approached from the opposite direction, a group of men and women galloping in separate formations, making the already narrow road even more congested. With no way to avoid them, he slapped his horse's rump, intending to pass between the oncoming horses. The people on the other side hadn't expected this, but with the two horses galloping towards each other at such close range, it was too late to stop.

Seeing the two horses drawing ever closer, about to collide, the man opposite turned pale, pulled his horse's head to the side, and the galloping steed lurched to its knees. The rider lost control and fell from the horse, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.
Guo Polu walked through the cavalry, looked back, immediately reined in his horse, and dismounted. He went to the man lying on the ground and asked, "Young master, are you alright?"
"Ouch, that hurts so much! Where did this bastard come from, not watching where he's going?" He patted
his backside and stood up. "Since you're alright, young master, I'll be going then." Guo Polu saw that the man's limbs were unharmed, only his clothes were dirty, and disregarded the man's disrespectful words, intending to leave.
"Who said I'm alright? Ouch, that hurts
so much!" As he spoke, several of his male companions gathered around, their courage growing. Several women stood aside, watching the scene with apparent interest.
"You bastard who can't watch where you're going! You bumped into me and think you can just walk away?!"
"Watch your mouth! What do you want?"
"Oh, you think you're in the right after hitting someone? Pay me a few hundred taels for medicine, kowtow three times and say, 'You bastard was wrong, please forgive me,' and I'll let you go. Otherwise..." A fierce glint flashed across his face, and he glanced at his companions. Three or four men surrounded Guo Polu even tighter.
Guo Polu was furious but laughed. He hadn't expected this rogue to try and extort money from him just because his clothes were decent. What angered him even more was the constant use of "bastard" in his mouth.
He had intended to settle things peacefully, apologize, and leave, but the other party was truly ungrateful. A cold smile crept across his lips: "I want to pay, but I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
"Oh, so cocky now! Brothers, break his leg and make his family pay to take him home!"
A group of people rushed forward like children fighting, but Guo Polu easily subdued these arrogant scoundrels with a few kicks and punches.
They seemed to be just a bunch of spoiled brats relying on their families' power, completely lacking in discipline. Guo Polu hadn't even had a chance to unleash his full power before leaving behind a trail of groans.
"What are you doing there?" "
Oh no, my sister's here. I'm going to get another scolding. Anyway, I'm in the right, so I'm not afraid of her." Guo Polu stood still.
Guo Fu and Guo Xiang heard the commotion and rushed over, only to find three or four people lying on the ground. Guo Polu stood there innocently, about to say something, when a woman approached.
"Miss Guo, please help us! This scoundrel bumped into someone and instead of apologizing, he attacked them." She pointed at Guo Polu.
"What happened, Po Lu?"
"Sister, I didn't do it. They were the ones who were rude and started it."
"Ah! He's your brother?" The speaker subtly shifted to the side.
"Yes. Hey, I sent a message last night, why are you so late?"
"I was hoping to have some fun with you, but I'm afraid that's not possible today. Young Master Xia and the others look like they need to go back immediately, so let's cancel the sightseeing plan." "
Hey, it's just a misunderstanding, let's all make a clean break. It's rare for me to come out."
"Really, you'll get scolded when you get home like this. Let's go first." The others looked at Guo Po Lu with hidden resentment, clearly not wanting to travel with them.
They were the children of generals and officers in Xiangyang, and normally everyone in Xiangyang gave their families some face. Now, the defense of Xiangyang still relied heavily on Guo Jing and his wife, and having a conflict with their young master and daughter would only bring a scolding when they told their parents. Originally intending to extort some money, he hadn't expected the other party to be so fearless, leaving him humiliated and speechless.
"Then let's arrange another time," Guo Fu said, not wanting to force the issue. She was always proud and didn't need to beg them.
"We'll see," he said, turning and riding away without looking back.
"Are you unhappy because I asked you to come here, causing trouble and making me unhappy?" Guo Fu glared angrily at Guo Polu.
"No, Sister Fu, you already know the whole story, don't you?"
"I finally managed to get out, and you deliberately made me uncomfortable."
Thinking about how her trip had been ruined, Guo Fu was furious and cursed him fiercely.
Faced with the capricious and angry Guo Fu, Guo Polu didn't dare utter a word in defense and returned home, full of grievances.
"Xiang'er, since we've come this far, let's not rush back. Let's just enjoy the scenery together."
Guo Fu, having already traveled so far, didn't plan to return immediately but chose another spot to continue sightseeing.
Guo Polu, having been scolded, was happy to be relieved, but worried that those people wouldn't let it go and that today's events would reach his parents' ears. After returning to the mansion, he led his horse back to the stables in the front yard. Passing by his parents' room, he heard his mother groaning, a sound slightly different from pain, which made his blood boil. He peeked through the window and immediately saw a scene that made his blood boil.
His most prized mother was displaying a charm he had never seen before in the room. Although he had never experienced lovemaking with a woman, as the saying goes, "Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run." He often heard about matters between men and women from others.
Moreover, the woman most talked about in town was his mother—a situation that filled him with both joy and sorrow. He was joyful because everyone discussed his mother's beauty, which filled him with immense pride; yet he was also sorrowful because many people secretly fantasized about stripping their beautiful wives naked and unleashing their lust.
Although this was merely others' self-indulgence, something he couldn't interfere with, a sense of unease lingered. This feeling was akin to others coveting a priceless treasure in his home, making him restless and unable to eat or sleep.
In his heart, his mother was like a fairy, sacred and inviolable. Although, when people talked about his mother, he would occasionally feel a ripple of desire for her beneath him,
he always immediately suppressed these impure thoughts, a consequence of his upbringing and traditional values. He felt utterly beastly for having such thoughts about his mother. Remembering his mother's kindness, he wanted nothing more than to slap himself.
But the alluring scene in the room—his mother's passionate expression, her seductive moans, and her mature body—brought him an unprecedented shock as he approached adulthood. This was no ordinary talk of love; it was a real, live sex show. His previously suppressed, seemingly forgotten illicit love erupted like a volcano, impossible to contain.
Seeing this, he was immediately unable to calm down. He felt an unbelievable swelling in his lower body. He pulled out his penis, feeling a tingling sensation. Seeing his mother's body rising and falling in the room, it felt as if he were lying beneath her.
He instinctively began to masturbate, the sight of a woman, especially his beautiful mother, her genitals displayed before him for the first time. His breathing quickened; he felt something gushing forth from his body, especially seeing the milky-white fluid called "semen" flowing from his mother's private parts. The lewd scene made his breath catch in his throat, his lower body tremble, and he almost ejaculated a large amount of semen.
The scene in the room captivated Guo Polu, making it impossible for him to look away. He only saw his father thrust his hips a few times violently before collapsing onto his mother, motionless. Just when he thought it was over, he suddenly heard his mother say, "Brother Jing, I'm going to wash up first. You should rest for a while."
Before Huang Rong opened the door, Guo Polu slipped behind the wall. Seeing Huang Rong head towards the bathhouse, Guo Polu couldn't help but imagine her alluring figure in the water. He gritted his teeth and slowly, quietly followed. But for some reason, his mother was walking so slowly; the bathhouse, which should have been a few steps away, took Huang Rong several minutes. Like someone with a hidden injury, she leaned against the wall, afraid of aggravating her wound, and occasionally let out a soft moan.
He followed Huang Rong to the bathhouse, but there was no way in. Just as he was becoming anxious, he caught sight of a window in the wall and was overjoyed, rushing over.
Just as he was lost in his fantasies, he heard the splashing of water, realizing that Huang Rong had already removed her clothes and entered the water. Guo Polu moistened his finger with saliva, poked a hole in the paper covering the wooden window, and peered inside. A picture of a beautiful woman emerging from the bath, completely unobstructed, appeared before Guo Polu's eyes.
Having been further from the bed earlier, he could see it even more clearly now. Huang Rong was entirely white, with water droplets clinging to her body like rain-soaked white lotuses. Her proud, erect, white breasts were adorned with two rosy nipples, extremely alluring, making one want to hold them in their mouths and savor them. Finally, Guo Polu stared at the most mysterious flower room, but it was now covered by darkness. The pubic hair below floated like seaweed, a stark contrast to her jade-like body.
Huang Rong had washed very lightly, perhaps the force had damaged her smooth skin. Even so, patches of rosy blush rose to her skin, like red plum petals falling on snow, adding to her beauty. In the bath, Huang Rong's face was flushed, and she gently bit her lower lip, as if enduring something. Guo Polu looked closely and saw that his mother's delicate hand had stopped at her private parts, gently touching and teasing them, just like he had been masturbating outside their room earlier.
"So Mother can do this too, but didn't she just consummate her marriage with Father?" Guo Polu thought.
Huang Rong seemed to be enjoying immense pleasure, her eyes glazed, her face flushed, her gaze half-closed. Guo Polu's eyes reddened, and his half-softened penis hardened again, as hard as iron. Watching Huang Rong's fingers repeatedly enter and exit her alluring honeypot, Guo Polu felt as if those fingers had become his own penis. As Huang Rong's fingers thrust in and out, he also began to stroke himself, their movements perfectly synchronized across the wall.
Hearing his mother's increasingly seductive moans, seeing her body stiffen, let out a long cry, and then collapse, she must have climaxed. Guo Polu's penis trembled, and he too ejaculated, spraying streams of white semen onto the wall. An unprecedented sense of pleasure surged through the hearts of the two people inside and outside the room.
Guo Polu secretly thought that everything today was truly worthwhile. Huang Rong had finished washing up in the bathroom. Seeing that her mother might come out at any moment, she didn't bother to clean the mess on the wall. She straightened her belt, glanced around, and quietly went back to her room.
That night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her mind filled with the image of the alluring, mature body. One moment she moaned softly
, the next she uttered seductive words. She didn't finally drift off to sleep until late into the night. The next day, Guo Fu was going out again, and Guo Polu also said he wanted to go. Guo Fu wanted to scold him for his recklessness the day before, but seeing Huang Rong and Guo Jing sitting nearby, she didn't want to tell her parents about yesterday's events, otherwise she would have to bear the blame again. Thinking of the two months of confinement, Guo Fu suppressed her anger, glared fiercely at Guo Polu, and resolved to give him a good whack on the head once she was out.
As she stepped outside, ready to strike, Guo Polu seemed wary and wouldn't approach her.
"You stinky bastard, I won't tell Father and Mother about yesterday's events. But if it happens again, don't blame me."
"Hehe, no way. Thank God for giving me such an understanding and beautiful older sister." "
You smooth talker, let's go." Guo Fu was quite pleased with the compliment and didn't say anything more.
Halfway there, Guo Polu claimed to be feeling unwell and rushed back, infuriating Guo Fu.
Back at the mansion, Guo Polu, as if possessed, found himself outside his parents' room again. He witnessed that passionate scene once more, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then took out his penis and began masturbating. Just as he was enjoying himself, he suddenly heard his mother call his name. He panicked and ran away. But those images kept replaying in his mind, giving him the urge to go back.
"Maybe Mother didn't notice me and just called my name casually," he thought, not even believing this explanation himself.
"Since we've already been discovered, it won't hurt to go back and check again." This thought, once it crossed his mind, was immediately irresistible, and so he went back and overheard those words.
Thinking of this, Guo Polu paused, "It really is as Mother said, I really need to change something. Alright, I'll tell Father and Mother I want to go out and see the world tomorrow."
He silently decided in his heart. Thinking about being alone in an unfamiliar place tomorrow, thinking about how his mother might have discovered he'd spied on their intimate moments, Guo Polu spent an incredibly long night.
The next day, he lingered outside his parents' room for a while. He stamped his foot, then pushed open the door and went inside. Just then, Huang Rong and the other woman finished washing up.
Guo Jing, seeing his son, said, "Polu'er, what brings you to your parents' room so early?"
Huang Rong also turned to look at him. The decision he had made the night before felt stuck in his throat. He stammered, unable to speak, his handsome face turning bright red.
Guo Jing laughed, "You child, why are you acting so strangely so early in the morning?"
Seeing her son's unusual behavior, Huang Rong came over, took his hand, and softly asked, "Lu'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Smelling his mother's fragrant body, he seemed to be transported back to yesterday's lewd scene, and his lower body began to stir. His face flushed even more. He lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother's concerned gaze.
After fidgeting for a while, he whispered, "I'm all grown up now. I've heard people say there's a wider world out there. I've stayed here all this time! So I want to travel outside Xiangyang."
It turned out that he and his second sister had lived in Xiangyang since birth.
Hearing this, Huang Rong's face flushed with shame and anger. "So it really was him spying outside yesterday!" Her initial suspicions were now completely clear. Guo Polu announced his decision but didn't hear his parents' voices. Looking up at Huang Rong's expression, which was a mixture of anger and shame, he knew his mother had discovered him outside the door yesterday, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
Guo Jing didn't think much of it. He simply thought that he had just mentioned the three sisters to his wife, and he hadn't expected that his son had already made this decision, saving him the awkwardness of how to talk to him about it. He didn't know how to persuade his son to leave home. Although he wouldn't be so direct, he really didn't know how to be tactful.
He and Huang Rong exchanged a glance and saw the affirmation in his wife's eyes. He said, "Alright, then where do you plan to go? I'll find a few people to go with you."
"No need, Father. If you find people to go with me, what's the difference between that and staying with you? I'll still subconsciously rely on you. What's the point of me going out then?"
Seeing his son's determined eyes, he didn't say anything more about the matter.
"Then when do you plan to leave? Stay a few more days before you go!" "I'll leave tomorrow." He was really afraid that the determination he had finally made would vanish in a few days.
"Father and Mother, no problem. Your son takes his leave."
With that, he walked out of the room. Watching his son's figure disappear outside the door, he couldn't help but ask, "Rong'er, are you really going to let him go alone?"
"Don't worry, Brother Jing, I've already made a plan." The reason she supported her son going out to gain experience alone was partly for his growth. On the other hand, she felt somewhat uncomfortable that her son had overheard their intimate moments.
Moreover, she worried that her son would lose control of himself and spy on her every time he came to her room. She knew that it was difficult to stop a hot-blooded young man like that. If he continued like this, he would slowly become addicted to lust, which Huang Rong could not tolerate. So she wanted her son to go out and see the world, gradually fading the impression of yesterday's events from his mind.
Seeing his wife say this, Guo Jing was no longer worried; he knew his wife was always resourceful.
"What about Fu'er and Xiang'er?"
"I've thought about it calmly, and I think it's better to let them stay at home. I'm not comfortable with two girls going out alone, and Fu'er's personality will definitely cause her trouble." Huang Rong said, and Guo Jing nodded.
Guo Polu returned to his room. Although he was quite determined, he was still somewhat hesitant. After all, he had always grown up under his parents' watchful eyes and had never experienced hardship. The thought of leaving home alone tomorrow made him want to back out. But thinking of his parents' worries about his future, he gritted his teeth and quietly waited for tomorrow to arrive.
As he pondered, the door creaked open. Guo Polu looked up and saw his mother. He immediately panicked. "Oh no, Mother must be here to scold me for what happened yesterday." He felt like an ant on a hot plate, but then he thought, "I really deserve to die. I spied on Mother and even had impure thoughts." So he stood there with his hands clasped, head hanging low, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for his mother's punishment.
Huang Rong was initially furious because of what happened yesterday, but seeing his anxious and fearful state, her anger subsided considerably. She slowly walked to her son and said softly, "Polu, you...you saw what happened in Mother's room yesterday, didn't you?" As soon as she finished speaking, her own face turned red.
"Mother, I—I..." He stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, his face turning bright red.
"Silly child, your mother doesn't blame you now. After all, you're all grown up now, and it's natural to be interested in women's bodies. I won't pursue yesterday's matter any further, but if you continue like this in the future, I will definitely not let you off easily, understand?"
Fortunately, Huang Rong knew that her son wasn't the kind of person who indulged in lewdness, so she didn't intend to punish him. She knew that it was better to guide than to suppress such matters; if she severely reprimanded him, it might have a negative impact on her son's psychology in the future, something Huang Rong, as a mother, didn't want to see.
"Mother, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again," Guo Polu sobbed softly in Huang Rong's arms.
"Time flies, and my little Guo Polu is almost married with children!"
"Mother, I won't marry. I'll stay with you for life, okay?"
"Silly child, men marry and women marry. This is the natural order of things. If your father hadn't married me, how would you be here?" "Then—even if I marry in the future, I'll still stay by your side, Mother." "When you marry a beautiful wife, I wonder where you'll forget your mother?" Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh.
"No, Mother is so beautiful. Having seen you, other women are just ordinary beauties in my eyes."
"Alright, you're so grown up now. Why don't you stay in your mother's arms?"
"It's been so long since I've snuggled in Mother's arms. Mother, please hold me tight this time." Guo Polu was extremely fond of this feeling. He couldn't remember the last time he snuggled in Huang Rong's arms. As he grew older, Huang Rong had prevented Guo Polu from throwing himself into her arms many times because of the difference between men and women. Today, he was determined to cherish this feeling.
"Mother, you smell so good!" Guo Polu bowed slightly.
"Alright, alright, get up. Your sister will laugh at you again if she sees you." Seeing that their conversation was drifting further and further away, Huang Rong finally brought up the purpose of her visit that evening.
"What are your plans for tomorrow?"
"The north is currently engulfed in war, and the Mongols are very active. I plan to travel south." Huang Rong nodded in satisfaction upon hearing that her son had a plan. "There's still some time. Have you packed your things?"
"Everything is packed. Thank you for your concern, Mother."
"Good, then you should rest early. I'm leaving now."
"Okay." Reluctantly watching Huang Rong leave the room, Guo Polu only looked away when he could no longer see her.
That night, Guo Polu had many dreams. Some were of him traveling alone, upholding justice and becoming a great hero; others were of the dangers and bizarre world of the outside world. These were all just fleeting glimpses. The next dream lingered in a erotic dream until dawn. If he hadn't been woken up, he wouldn't have known that the sun was already high in the sky.
Early the next morning, the Guo family gathered at the south gate. They were there to
see off Guo Polu, who was
leaving to travel far away. Guo Fu and Guo Xiang had been excited to go out and gain experience, clamoring to go as well. But when Guo Fu heard she would be going alone, she immediately fell silent. She had never been away from her parents for a single moment in her life. If she went out disheveled and filthy, it would be a death sentence for her, given her love of beauty. Hearing her parents' worries about her departure, Guo Xiang also had to abandon the idea.
"Father, Mother, Sister, Polu'er is leaving. Please take care of yourselves while I'm gone!"
"Yes, we will," the family replied in unison, though their voices trembled slightly.
With tears glistening in her eyes, Huang Rong held Guo Polu's hand and said, "Polu, the world is vast, and people's hearts are treacherous. You must never trust others easily. If you encounter danger, protect yourself first. Don't be foolish enough to do chivalrous deeds or seek revenge. Your mother just wants you to be safe and sound, understand?"
She still worriedly reminded her son before his departure.
"Yes, I understand. Mother, you are so beautiful. I will always be thinking of you while I'm away!"
"You rascal, saying such sentimental things before you leave," Huang Rong said with a hint of shyness and joy upon hearing her son's praise.
"Alright, I'm leaving now. You two go back."
He leaped onto his horse, cracked his whip, and rode away in a cloud of dust. On horseback, watching his parents' figures gradually disappear into the distance, Guo Polu bit his lip, forcing back the tears welling in his eyes.
Although he was nearing twenty, he had grown up under his parents' care since childhood. This first long journey filled him with sadness and uncertainty. He secretly made up his mind that once he returned from this experience, he would never be separated from his family again. Looking back, the figures of his loved ones had completely disappeared from his sight. He could only suppress his sorrow at parting and spur his horse southward.
Watching Guo Polu's figure finally disappear from her sight, Huang Rong could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her cheeks.
"Brother Jing, will Lu'er be in danger on this journey? I'm so worried!"
Seeing his wife crying so pitifully, Guo Jing couldn't help but comfort her, "He's already gone. We should trust Lu'er. In the end, he has to make his own way in this world! Besides, didn't you have arrangements?!"
Hearing her husband say this, Huang Rong slowly stopped sobbing. Supported by her husband and daughter, the family returned to the Guo residence.
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Guo Polu rode his horse for half a day; the sun was gradually rising. He found an inn along the way, ate and drank his fill, rested briefly, and then continued south.
A few days later, he finally left the Xiangyang area. "From now on, it's all up to me!"
At the Guo residence, two beautiful young ladies were playfully fighting, but the slightly weaker one was clearly at a disadvantage.
"Oh, sister. I'm not playing anymore. My brother's gone, and now you're just bullying me!"
"No, Xiang'er! Little Polu's gone, and if you keep ignoring me, I'll suffocate! Father's really something, always busy with official duties, sometimes I can't even find him at night. Strangely, I haven't seen Mother these past few days. Where did she go? Do you know?"
"I don't know either, I was about to ask you."
"Where did Mother go? Never mind, I won't worry about it, I'll ask Father tomorrow. You naughty Xiang'er, how dare you tease me while I'm distracted! Don't you dare run away!"
After saying this, the sounds of playful fighting filled the courtyard again…
(It feels like Guo Xiang is playing a very minor role.)

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