[Fantasy] Demonic Desire (Complete) - 13-15

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Chapter 50 A Gift for

Coming of Age Xu Yating left radiant, clearly in high spirits. This was understandable; her trip to the Yu residence had not only allowed her to rekindle her passion with Yu Yang, nourishing her long-dormant body and soul, but also enabled her to obtain design sketches for various lingerie and novel clothing. With these sketches, Xu Yating believed that it wouldn't be long before her family's new clothing and lingerie became mainstream in aristocratic society. Those nobles, driven by curiosity, would undoubtedly flock to these alluring garments.

Xu Yating was incredibly confident in this, not only because of her thorough understanding of the decadent and dissolute nobles, but also because of her absolute faith in her own judgment. Her unique vision had always enabled her to build a vast fortune for the Zhou family. Known for her keen insight and ability to seize opportunities, Xu Yating, along with Yu Ruping, skilled in calculation and renowned for her pioneering spirit, were thus crowned the "Twin Beauties of Qingyang."

Such titles made the two women stand out in this male-dominated world, their brilliance surpassing countless men and inspiring pride in countless women, who idolized them.

Ever since hearing about Yu Yang's clothing at her family's tailor shop, Xu Yating had keenly sensed the sensation these garments would cause if introduced to the nobility. That's why she rushed to the Yu residence, determined to seize this opportunity to further enhance her family's wealth.

The result was as she expected; thanks to her connection with Yu Yang, she easily obtained the designs. Although she had to pay nearly 30% of the profit, she still felt it was a worthwhile deal. With these designs, she believed she could once again compete with her old rival, Yu Ruping. Since being crowned the "Twin Beauties of Qingyang," the two had been secretly vying for supremacy, each wanting to surpass the other and claim exclusive prestige.

It's said that Yu Ruping somehow obtained a youth-preserving elixir and held an auction in the imperial capital, sparking a frenzy among the nobility and causing a sensation throughout the capital. Now, the entire city is obsessed with the elixir, making it extremely scarce.

Yu Ruping's fame has thus become unparalleled; wherever she goes, she is treated as a VIP. It's even said that the Emperor himself treats her with the utmost respect.

"Hmph, she can hold an auction? After I produce these clothes, I can just hire some courtesans to hold a lingerie fashion show in the capital. I don't believe I can't outshine you." Thinking of this, Xu Yating felt a surge of joy.

Yu Yang was equally delighted, not only happy but also full of anticipation, because tomorrow was his coming-of-age ceremony. Thinking of the mysterious gift his parents had promised, Yu Yang was filled with excitement and anticipation.

The next day, his father, Yu Tian, found Yu Yang and gestured for him to come with him. Although he didn't know where his father was taking him, Yu Yang obediently followed. After leaving the Yu family mansion, Tian headed towards the sea outside Qingyang County. However, he didn't see his beautiful mother, Xia Yumeng, which left Yu Yang somewhat disappointed. He also lost some interest in the upcoming mysterious gift; compared to that, Yu Yang was more eager for a coming-of-age gift prepared by his beautiful mother.

Yu Tian and Yu Yang moved extremely quickly, and in no time, they could see the coastline where the sea and sky met in the distance. However, Yu Yang discovered that they hadn't arrived at the bustling Qingyang port, but rather at a secluded cliff. Looking into the distance, all he could see was a vast expanse of blue, and he could hear the rushing water. With a resounding crash, waves pounded against the rocks, sending up sprays of pristine white water several feet high. The waves surged to the shore, gently caressing the soft sand before reluctantly retreating, endlessly tracing silver edges along the beach, like shimmering silver frames framing the vast ocean, making it even more enchanting. Yu

Yang, with his excellent eyesight, spotted a small white house nestled quietly by the sea, nestled against the mountainside. The sudden sight of the house filled him with joy. In his previous life, he had longed for those seaside villas, but due to his limited funds, he could never afford them. This little house before him was practically a miniature seaside villa. He hadn't expected his father to build a house here; it truly embodied the romance he had described in his previous life.

Yu Tian, looking at the white house below the cliff, said, "Let's go. Your coming-of-age gift is in that little house. I think you'll love it." Yu

Yang gazed at the white cottage by the sea, his heart filled with anticipation. He quickly followed his father, running towards the cottage.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a small courtyard. Entering the courtyard, the entire area was laid out before him. When his gaze fell upon a large bed draped with sheer curtains in the room, Yu Yang's heart pounded. The familiar figure in the room made his heart leap with joy. Looking at the beautiful woman lying quietly on the bed, she resembled a pure and flawless snow beauty, her white, lotus-root-like... Her jade-like arms, accentuated by the black nightgown, were a feast for the eyes. Her full, voluptuous skin was as white as pure jade and fine porcelain, shimmering with a delicate glow. Her figure was so slender, her appearance so noble, possessing a truly elegant and refined, otherworldly charm! Everything about her seemed so dignified and elegant, still exuding grace and nobility. Her jade-like body lay sprawled on the bed, her beauty ethereal, her grace unparalleled, her charm captivating! Her voluptuous figure, beautiful face, intelligent eyes, mature allure, and refined demeanor all deeply captivated Yu Yang.

"Yang'er, this is your coming-of-age gift. Do you like it?" Yu Tian's voice rang in Yu Yang's ears. Yu Yang raised his adoring eyes and nodded subconsciously, his gaze returning to the beautiful body he had longed for.

"Since you like it, then go and enjoy it to your heart's content." "Yu Tian's voice carried a hint of excitement as he walked straight to the easel set up in the room, clearly preparing to sketch.

Although his father's presence stirred a strange feeling in Yu Yang, it also excited him even more, and he couldn't help but walk step by step towards the bed.

Yu Yang suppressed his racing heart, truly worried that his pounding heart might cause a stroke or something similar. But the beauty before him was so outstanding, so alluring! Simply a beauty among beauties! Xia Yumeng's body was already perfect, but now, adorned with the lingerie Yu Yang designed, she possessed an indescribable beauty, like a full moon over the sea in the night, bright and serene.

Moreover, the smile on Xia Yumeng's face was so happy, so sweet! Yu Yang knew that it was his beautiful mother's pride in his existence, and her inner sweetness because of his existence! Not for anyone else, but because her son had finally grown up." The sight of Xia Yumeng's bare, jade-like legs captivated Yu Yang, who gazed into her eyes, offering heartfelt praise. Although his mother

was past forty, she remained radiant and beautiful, easily rivaling any young girl! Her full breasts possessed the voluptuousness of a mature woman, while her slender waist retained the delicate softness of a youth! Truly exquisite! Truly beautiful! Like a half-naked goddess lying before him, Yu Yang couldn't help but be moved and sincerely admire her. Xia Yumeng The blush that rose on her face from his gaze made him feel even more delighted.

He couldn't help himself and slowly walked towards his mother. He walked very slowly, each step almost leaving a mark on her heart, shaking her soul.

Xia Yumeng, her pretty face flushed, her hair lowered, propped herself up on one side, watching her son approach step by step with tenderness.

Yu Yang slowly climbed onto the bed, stretched out his strong arms and tightly embraced Xia Yumeng on the bed, a dreamy expression on his face.

Yu Meng's mother's body remained soft and warm, like ancient jade. Feeling the pressure against his chest, so firm and full, so elastic—a sensation no young girl could ever match—Yu Yang was filled with longing. His heart raced once more; he sensed a transformation within him, a fermentation, a shift towards a different state. Evil thoughts began to grow rapidly, spreading through his heart like a hungry wolf pouncing on the pure place within him, threatening to fill that luminous space with darkness, to let evil take over his entire being! He desperately wanted to hold his mother—no, this woman with the most perfect face and body in the world, this alluring, mature, and voluptuous beauty—into his arms, to cherish her, to play with her wantonly, even… to push her onto the bed…and then…

These wicked thoughts surged through Yu Yang's mind, filling him with a deep sense of guilt. Yu Yang was usually unrestrained and unconventional; morality and social norms had never bound him. Yet, at this moment, they brought him unparalleled stimulation—a wicked desire to overturn and destroy everything!

At this moment, he even had the desire to destroy the entire world! His lust burned fiercely, and his wicked thoughts grew rapidly.

Yu Yang's arms involuntarily wrapped around Yu Meng's mother's slender waist, forcefully pressing her mature and voluptuous body into his embrace, wishing he could merge Yu Meng's mother into his own body before he felt at ease.

A soft moan escaped Xia Yumeng's lips. Her hands instinctively braced themselves on Yu Yang's broad, muscular chest. Her delicate body trembled slightly, her almond-shaped eyes hazy, sparkling with life. She lifted her stunningly beautiful face, her cherry-red lips parted slightly, and softly and tenderly called out, "Yang'er!"

Yu Yang lowered his head and gently kissed Xia Yumeng's smooth forehead, softly praising, "Mommy, you're so beautiful!" As he spoke, his hands reached towards Xia Yumeng's thin nightgown.

The gossamer-thin purple off-shoulder nightgown could barely conceal her mature body. Two thin straps draped over her fragrant shoulders, gently covering her full, mature figure, undulating along her perfectly proportioned curves. Below her pink neck, her open chest revealed snow-white, smooth skin, and her breasts created two large tents. The sheer purple dress shimmered almost transparently, allowing Yu Yang to vaguely see the bra covering his mother's breasts, even the lace trim!

The two thin straps of the purple nightgown were exquisitely sewn. However, Yu Yang worried whether this thin, lace fabric could protect his mother's mature, full, and sensual body, which undulated like a surging wave. His mother's body was so perfect, so graceful; he was truly afraid that the straps might snap when she walked!

Seeing her beloved son staring so intently at her body, Xia Yumeng's heart fluttered like a deer, yet she felt a sense of peace and happiness! She smiled sweetly, exuding an indescribable elegance, refined气质, and voluptuous figure! Her long, flowing black hair cascaded naturally down her back, the glossy, voluminous tresses contrasting beautifully with her purple gauze petticoat. Her delicate, lotus-like face and graceful, elegant neck were straight and fair, exuding an air of nobility!

She was truly breathtakingly beautiful, beyond words!

Yu Yang licked his dry lips, his voice hoarse, and softly said, "Good mother, I want you!"

His body gradually grew hot, an unbearable itch like a thousand ants burrowing into his heart. Looking down at Guanyin, the mother he held in his arms, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter. Her beauty was like

autumn water, her bones like white jade, her face like a lotus, her eyebrows like willow branches! Her beautiful phoenix eyes, clear and bright like a deep pool, fluttered like jade fans, full of affection, as delicate as peach blossoms, as beautiful as a fairy. Her cherry-like lips were soft and sensual, slightly parted and moved, her silvery-red tongue slipping through her pearly teeth, sliding across her lips, and gently licking them. She slightly raised her pretty face, looking at Yu Yang's handsome face, her cheeks flushed, but she frowned slightly, and said in a sweet voice, "Today, Mommy is all yours, Mommy is your coming-of-age gift."

As she spoke, Xia Yumeng parted her lips slightly, revealing her perfectly set, snow-white teeth, arranged like seashells.

"Yes, this is the best gift my son has ever received!" Yu Yang murmured, and kissed Xia Yumeng deeply.

Xia Yumeng breathed heavily, her small mouth slightly open. Yu Yang seized the opportunity to break through, passionately kissing the beautiful woman in his arms, starting from her face, her bright eyes, her delicate nose, and then returning to her warm red lips, exploring them with his tongue. Their necks intertwined, their emotions growing increasingly intense.

Prying open Xia Yumeng's tightly closed teeth, Yu Yang teased his mother's delicate tongue, letting it swirl freely. Finally, he felt Yumeng's mother's tongue begin to respond passionately. Soon, their tongues were intertwined, saliva dripping down their faces. Quickly, Yu Yang and Yumeng's mother's mouths and chins became very wet. They kissed passionately for a while, until they were breathless, before reluctantly separating, gazing at each other pantingly for a moment.

"Ah, Mom, one more time, okay?"

"Alright, you little glutton!"

Xia Yumeng playfully pinched her son's nose, then hooked her arm around his neck again, pulling his body against her soft, beautiful skin, and gave him another sweet kiss.

Yu Yang knelt by the bed, tentatively leaning forward, and Xia Yumeng responded passionately. With kiss after kiss, he slowly moved closer to his mother, until he pressed down on her leg that was draped over his other leg.

When Yu Yang wrapped his arms around his mother's waist, their movement pushed the hem of her nightgown higher.

Thus, Xia Yumeng's incredibly smooth, soft, fair, and sexy thighs were laid bare before Yu Yang!

Their kiss quickly became as intense as before, and as Xia Yumeng gently bit her son's lips, exchanging sweet saliva with him, her passion was beyond words.

Xia Yumeng's delicate body trembled slightly, yet she obediently closed her eyes and raised her head, pouting her sexy, rosy lips. She tightly hooked her arms around her son's neck, concentrating all her weight on Yu Yang, thus increasing their physical contact and bringing them even closer together.

Yu Yang swallowed hard, opening his mouth wide to completely engulf his mother's lips, gently sucking and drawing them in. He then extended his tongue, tenderly licking her teeth, sweeping across her gums before breaching her jaw, penetrating her mouth like a dragon's lair. Muffled groans escaped his mother's throat.

Her delicate tongue actively responded, intertwining with the invading tongue, their tongues sliding nimbly, releasing sweet, fragrant saliva.

The two seemed to be amidst a garden of flowers, transformed into two dancing mandarin ducks, perfectly embodying the lyrics: "You and I, entwined and fluttering, soar through this mortal world, forever together!"

A tidal wave of passion engulfed them, engulfing them in their deep affection. Until the seas dried up, the rocks crumbled, the mountains lost their peaks, and heaven and earth closed!

Yu Yang couldn't resist reaching out and touching his mother's back. Xia Yumeng let out a soft moan, her body trembling. But she didn't stop Yu Yang's actions; her face flushed, her eyes half-closed, she seemed to be enjoying it immensely, as if Yu Yang's caresses brought her endless pleasure.

Yu Yang freed his hand to untie the straps on Xia Yumeng's back, and then impatiently embraced his mother's delicate body from behind, his strong arms tightly binding her. He then reached for his mother's chest, his fingers spread wide, grasping her two exceptionally full and high breasts through her thin nightgown and bra!

"Mmm..."

Xia Yumeng gasped softly, a wonderful, electric sensation coursing through her body. Her body went limp, leaning weakly against Yu Yang's chest. Her delicate hands covered his two "devilish claws," gently pressing them against her breasts.

Although it wasn't the first time he'd touched his mother's breasts, this time was completely different! This time, Yu Yang kneaded them with such ease and comfort. His mother's breasts seemed alive; when Yu Yang grasped and squeezed them, they would simply slide to either side. The large, firm breasts were elastic and vibrant, defying Yu Yang's kneading and squeezing!

Every movement of Yu Yang's stimulated his mother's cherry-like lips, eliciting only intoxicating moans. Those joyful notes, combined with Yu Yang's rhythm, formed a symphony of breastfeeding!

Yu Yang was filled with mixed emotions. These two snow-capped peaks, now under his control, he could make them round or flat as he pleased, doing whatever he wanted with them! These very peaks, how they had once contributed their sweet, fragrant nectar to nourish his growth!

Gradually, Yu Yang became dissatisfied. His actions grew increasingly rough, forcing him to stop. Because he held his beloved mother in his arms, he didn't want to hurt her.

"Yang'er, stop touching Mommy! Mommy can't take it anymore!"

Xia Yumeng felt a wave of shame. Being wantonly played with by her son under her husband's gaze filled her with a forbidden pleasure.

Yu Yang stopped, and Xia Yumeng, nestled in his arms, twisted her voluptuous body, turning away from the intense friction between her breasts and his chest. She wrapped her snow-white arms around Yu Yang's neck, shyly kissing her son's cheek.

Yu Yang's inner beast suddenly raged, his arms tightly encircling Xia Yumeng's waist, his claws ravaging her plump, round buttocks. He lowered his head and kissed his mother's luscious lips again.

Their kiss was passionate and unrestrained, a kiss that shook the heavens and earth, a kiss that dimmed the sun and moon. The howling sea breeze and towering waves outside seemed to cheer, applaud, and scream at the passionate kiss between mother and son.

Their lips were pressed together, their tongues intertwined, their saliva flowing. The battlefield shifted from Yumeng's mother's warm lips to her son's large mouth, each sucking the other's. They seemed to want to convey their deepest feelings for each other through this passionate kiss. Their clothes seemed nonexistent; they could deeply feel each other's burning body temperature and fiery breath! Her cheeks were flushed, revealing two deep dimples. It was the soft breaths of her heart emanating from her delicate, pretty nose—no wonder they felt so captivating and alluring.

To leave his mother with a beautiful memory, he was incredibly gentle, savoring her kiss. Finally, Xia Yumeng's tightly closed teeth were gently parted, and his tongue slipped inside, intertwining with hers, inhaling their sweet fragrance. At

this moment, Yu Yang held his mother even tighter in his arms, his hot, hard erection pressing and rubbing against her soft belly, arousing their surging desire.

Soon, Xia Yumeng responded. Her delicate tongue no longer shyly avoided Yu Yang's passion, and her hands actively climbed onto her beloved son's body, pressing her soft, fragrant body even closer to Yu Yang's. Not only did she not refuse, Xia Yumeng moved closer again. Her cool, soft lips were already moist, and her nose was filled with her mother's alluring scent. She couldn't help but press her lips together, feeling her soft lips become hot, and her moist tongue extended.

Her mother's sweet, smooth tongue made Yu Yang's heart burn... wild... The constantly swirling and intertwining tongues made him dizzy. For a moment, Yu Yang was somewhat dazed, even thinking it was a hallucination. But in the next second, Yu Yang regained his senses, his tongue intertwining with hers, chasing and swirling in each other's mouths. The kiss was so long, Yu Yang and his mother passionately exploring each other's bodies, until she was breathless and her eyes were glazed with desire, her breath coming in gasps, and satisfied moans bursting from deep within her throat... until they were both struggling to breathe, the mother and son reluctantly ended this passionate, fiery kiss. A thin line of silvery liquid still connected the corners of their mouths, stretching as their lips parted, finally breaking off and shrinking into a glistening droplet on Xia Yumeng's sexy lips, incredibly alluring.

Yu Yang licked his lips, leaned close to his mother, and licked away the drop of liquid with his tongue.

Xia Yumeng suddenly rolled over, pinning Yu Yang beneath her. She pushed him to lie flat on the bed, placed her hands on his shoulders, and knelt astride his chest, gazing down at him tenderly. "Good son, do you miss the scent of Mommy's lower body, her little mouth? Do you want Mommy to tickle you with her

pubic hair?" He looked up at his mother's undulating upper body, his hands stroking her plump waist as he gently nodded.

Xia Yumeng's lower body pressed against his, sliding down towards his genitals. As his mother slid down, his chest and abdomen were covered with the rich, fragrant juices of her lower body. Finally, his erect, finger-length penis was enveloped in the deep, plump groin of Junru's mother. The contractions, wriggling, and clenched buttocks of Junru's mother sent waves of inexplicable thrills and pleasure through him, who was still unaware of her presence.

Xia Yumeng half-lay on him, gently rubbing her face against his, her small mouth and pearly teeth lightly biting and sucking his ear, occasionally playfully licking and probing his ear canal with the tip of her little tongue: "Good son, if you want Mommy's fragrant scent and little mouth down there, if you want Mommy's pubic hair, just say so, and if you feel good, moan out loud, okay? Mommy loves to hear your voice."

The tingling sensation in his ear went straight to his forehead: "Oh...so itchy...so comfortable...oh...good Mommy...Yang'er wants Mommy's scent down there...want to kiss Mommy's little mouth down there...oh...I want Mommy to cover Yang'er's face with her pubic hair." "My mouth... I really want Mom's soft bottom sitting on my face... Oh..."

Xia Yumeng licked his face with her tongue: "Can you be louder? It feels so good to hear it."

He let out a loud moan, and Mom reached her hands under his legs, pulling him forward and pressing her hands together with his. She pressed his hands on either side of his head, making his young and fit body curl up in a U-shape. His strong buttocks were raised high, and his legs were wrapped in Mom's arms. Xia Yumeng pressed down on him, kissing his lips, and they made a mixture of squeaking kisses and moaning sounds.

Mom's plump breasts and abdomen pressed and rubbed against his wide-open crotch and the erect python wrapped in his underwear.

Xia Yumeng's small mouth covered his lips, his lips enveloped by a warm, tender flesh. His mother's little tongue first licked his lips, then teasingly squeezed inside, gently prying open his teeth. Her nimble tongue danced in his mouth, her fragrant juices flowing in continuously. Their tongues intertwined intensely, each extending its own for the other to suckle.

Only when they were too excited to breathe did they finally release their lips. Xia Yumeng's pink nostrils fluttered rapidly as they met his nose, gazing deeply into his eyes. Smiling, she asked, "Was it comfortable?" "So beautiful! Mommy, do you like Yang'er's wet kiss?" "Mommy likes it, Yang'er, open your mouth." Xia Yumeng pouted, her little tongue twitching, as if gathering saliva.

His mother leaned down, her head tilted back, and parted her red lips, slowly spitting out a mouthful of thick, foamy saliva. With a soft "plop," it landed in his mouth. She gently spat out the remaining saliva, its faint, fishy odor enticing him to inhale deeply. The glistening saliva, reflecting the light, stretched longer and longer until it reached his mouth, then broke off and fell inside. He closed his mouth and slowly moved his tongue, letting the thick, fragrant saliva wash over every corner of his mouth, savoring its sweet taste. He swallowed slowly, sip by sip, trying to prolong the lingering fragrance in his mouth, savoring the sweet and sensual experience.

"Is it good?" his mother asked, her eyes glazed over.

“…Hmm…” He nodded affirmatively.

Xia Yumeng’s face lit up with a bright smile: “Mommy will still feed my little darling this, okay?” “It’s delicious, Mommy’s saliva is so sweet, Yang’er can never get enough of it.” “You little greedy devil, sit on the floor by the bed in front of the mirror, Mommy will make you feel good, Mommy will definitely satisfy your baby today.” Xia Yumeng began to sway her plump buttocks back and forth and side to side, letting her wet, fragrant hair and tender little lips lightly brush against his face, nose, and lips.

“Kiss, hold Mommy’s buttocks… Oh… naughty son… Okay, like this, does the tickling make you feel good? Does the fragrance down there smell good? Does the saliva from Mommy’s smelly mouth down there taste as good as the saliva Mommy just spat out?” "Mommy's here to fulfill your wish... Oh... you little rascal... Mommy's so happy... Ah... so comfortable... Hiss... so comfortable... I'm so embarrassed... I'm going to die..."

The bedroom echoed with Xia Yumeng's increasingly loud but unclear moans, hisses, and murmurs, mixed with his moans.

Suddenly, Mommy sat completely on Yu Yang's face, turned her back to him, and stood on the floor. She bent her legs slightly, sticking out her plump buttocks, and used both hands to forcefully spread her buttocks apart, pressing down on his face. Then she pressed her buttocks together, squeezing them in the middle and releasing them. She then pressed her buttocks apart again and sat down, forcefully pushing his face and nose into the depths of his buttocks. She then pressed her buttocks together again, repeating this motion in coordination with the contraction and clenching of her buttocks and labia. Xia Yumeng used her unique method and unrestrained posture, using her soft and tender buttocks and lower body to massage his face and nose, allowing the mother and son to indulge their bodies and minds together, opening their hearts to enjoy this exciting and wonderful feeling of falling into the abyss.

"...Hiss...Hiss...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...Oh..." With her mother's excited cries, Xia Yumeng's whole body convulsed. Her soft buttocks and cheeks pressed tightly against his face and nose, rubbing vigorously up and down. Her moist lips, glistening with lustful fluid, flowed freely. Suddenly, her tense body relaxed, her plump buttocks pressed against Yu Yang's body. She bent her long, voluptuous legs, sliding softly down her face, neck, chest, and lower abdomen onto his crossed legs. Her upper body went limp, pressed against his chest. Yu Yang embraced his mother's delicate body from behind, his lips gently kissing her fair, rounded back. They breathed heavily together, savoring the quiet tenderness after their passion. Yu

Tian, witnessing his wife's wanton behavior in front of his son, felt no jealousy whatsoever. Instead, his face was filled with excitement. His hand, holding a paintbrush, moved rapidly across the canvas. He hadn't felt this excited in a long time. Since that battle a few years ago, he had lost... Having lost his masculine abilities, he had always relied on his mouth and hands to satisfy his wife. Now, seeing his son and wife

in their debauchery, he felt a long-lost passion. Yu Yang gently kissed Xia Yumeng's delicate earlobe, his lust growing increasingly uncontrollable. Looking at his mother's wanton appearance in his arms, a violent desire rose within him. The thought of wantonly raping his own mother in front of his father filled him with excitement. His lust made him uncontrollably press Xia Yumeng down, spreading her legs.

Yu Yang pressed heavily on his mother's body, his thick, erect penis thrusting between her legs, pressing against her open, plump lips.

He could no longer restrain himself, grasping his penis and guiding it to the slightly cleft of his mother's vulva. The mushroom head slid up and down the vulva, hesitant to penetrate, moistened with nectar, ready to strike.

Xia Yumeng knew she had reached the final moment, her body twisting slightly, seemingly trying to put up a final resistance.

"Yang'er...no...don't..." She pressed her hands to her crotch. Although she was prepared for her son's massive member to penetrate her, she still felt ashamed touching her incredibly wet genitals.

But her resistance was so slight, merely a pretense. Her son had seen and touched every secret part of her body. Now, Xia Yumeng could only try to conceal the shyness of a mother about to bloom with desire under her precious son's jade rod with these unconscious movements.

Outside the room, the roar of waves crashing against the cliffs echoed. Bright sunlight illuminated Junru's mother's delicate body beneath her. Long Jianfei's massive member finally pressed against the entrance he had longed for, the place that had once brought him to... To this beautiful paradise on earth.

Mother closed her eyes tightly, tilting her head back and softly moaning, "Yang'er, be gentle..." She felt guilty, yet also a strange sense of pride; the son she had given birth to was about to possess her again, making her his woman.

This vaguely lewd thought, to some extent, added to her eager excitement.

Wherever Yu Yang's palm touched, there was the sticky love juice flowing from her honeyed passage.

Her entire genitals, even between her legs, were wet. His palms were covered in his mother's love juice. He then grasped his own thick, hard member, smearing the liquid from his palm onto his erect penis, making his massive member slippery.

Yu Yang couldn't bear to tease his mother any longer. "Mom, I'm coming in." "He whispered in Xia Yumeng's ear, while his hot, hard python pressed menacingly against her soft, wet entrance.

Xia Yumeng opened her eyes, nervously grabbing her son's arm.

"Yang'er..." Before Xia Yumeng could finish speaking, Yu Yang silenced his mother with a deep, passionate kiss.

He reached down and parted her honeyed lips, grasping his thick, hard python and aiming it at the entrance of her honeyed passage, the large head probing into her lips and pressing against her clitoris.

Yu Yang continued to tease Xia Yumeng: "So this is how warm and comfortable my hometown is. I wonder if anything has changed over the years. I want to revisit it." "After saying that, he gently inserted half of his python head.

Xia Yumeng felt her precious son was about to penetrate her. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at her husband Yu Tian beside her, a trace of shame flashing across her face.

She closed her eyes, suppressing the urge to scream, her hands tightly gripping the edge of the bed, her buttocks sticking up...

In an instant, Yu Yang felt a gush of even hotter and more scalding love juice gushing out from his mother's honeyed passage, spraying onto his python head.

Yu Yang used his hands to forcefully spread his mother's buttocks apart, and her honeyed lips opened immediately, his python head sliding over the pearl flower bud." He parted his mother's sweet lips and squeezed into her honeyed passage.

Although only half of his penis was inside, his mother's body immediately convulsed, and the entrance to her honeyed passage tightened, with streams of spring water and nectar gushing out, making the entire python even wetter and slippery. "Oh, Yumeng, Mom, I'm coming... I'm in..." Yu Yang said passionately to Xia Yumeng, his penis parting his mother's already engorged petals, breaking through the tight flesh, and slowly squeezing into the depths of her slippery flower path.

But this time, it clearly didn't achieve the desired effect. The mother, her delicate brows furrowed, gripped her son's strong shoulders tightly, her slender fingers digging into his flesh, her breasts heaving. She murmured, "Little...little rascal...be gentle...Mommy..." Her

son's fully exposed head felt so hot and large; she felt a pleasant burning sensation throughout her vaginal canal. Xia Yumeng arched her lower abdomen beneath her son, opening her legs wider.

Before she could finish a sentence, a deafening roar suddenly erupted outside the window, startling Xia Yumeng, who instinctively jumped upwards... With a thrust, Yu Yang entered her, his massive member disappearing completely into his mother's honeyed passage.

At that moment, the sea and sky outside the window merged into a straight line, and with Yu Yang and his mother's bodies joined together, it became a union of yin and yang. The air, the atmosphere, and the very atmosphere fused together between Yu Yang and Xia Yumeng's bodies in that instant.

Xia Yumeng tensed her body, her delicate brows furrowed, and her long neck arched like a wounded swan. Whether startled by the roar of the waves outside the window or by her beloved son's intrusion, her cherry lips parted slightly, letting out a soft cry, but it was drowned out by the deafening roar of the waves.

After the sound of the waves subsided, Yu Yang quickly lay down, wrapping his arms around his mother's delicate back, letting her arms tightly embrace his head. He softly comforted her, "Mom, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yu Yang didn't thrust the python directly in, but instead withdrew it again, letting the head slide up and down repeatedly at the entrance of his mother's vaginal canal, making her lips open expectantly like a crying infant.

When Yu Yang slid the head of the python into his mother's vaginal canal again, Xia Yumeng's vaginal canal contracted impatiently a few times, followed by an even stronger spasm.

At the very moment Xia Yumeng's vaginal canal spasmed, Yu Yang uncontrollably arched his back, thrusting his hips, and the python thrust downwards with tremendous force!

With a "hiss," his burning, enormous python head pushed aside his mother's soft, honeyed lips, slid over her trembling clitoris, and stretched against her tight, moist passage—with a twist of his waist and a thrust of his hips, in an instant, his burning python was deeply inserted into his mother's nectar-filled orifice!

Finally, Yu Yang had returned to the place where he was born and raised sixteen years ago.

That was the sacred homeland he had dreamed of!

"Oh!..." The sudden pain made his mother groan softly, and she clenched her teeth.

The python inserted into Xia Yumeng's orifice felt to Yu Yang like a steel chisel being driven into a crack in the mud.

His mother's orifice was so tight!

Xia Yumeng's buttocks spasmed, and her whole body trembled.

Although she had only penetrated halfway, the tearing pain had already made Xia Yumeng frown, but she kept her lips tightly pressed together and did not cry out.

Yu Yang gently stroked his mother's breasts, looking at her with immense heartache, and asked, "Mom, does it hurt? I've only inserted halfway..."

Xia Yumeng, her face pale, didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and simply shook her head.

Yu Yang knew his mother was hiding something, and he couldn't bear to spoil his mood.

He stopped, quietly lying on top of his mother, constantly touching and kissing her.

His mother's honeyed passage was so tight, so hot, so soft, warm and sticky, the moist, folded flesh of her vagina tightly enveloping his massive member, as if being gently sucked by countless tender little mouths at the same time.

He felt a burning heat in his lower body, as if all the blood in his body had rushed to that place; this was truly the most intoxicating, yet most unbearable sensation in the world.

The moment the jade rod parted her tender flesh and entered her flower path, Xia Yumeng let out a soft moan, a sound that seemed both pleasurable and wistful, from her slightly parted, rosy lips. Her body suddenly stiffened, remaining motionless. Then, her voluptuous, rounded body trembled as her precious son's enormous jade rod entered. She no longer twisted or struggled; her delicate body trembled

violently as if electrocuted, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, two lines of crystal tears streaming from the corners… Was she finally becoming her son's woman? Beneath her son's strong body, she thrust out her shy, private parts, her open cavity slowly swallowing his enormous python. She felt pleasure, and as her son's python pierced her honeyed passage, the pleasure intensified as his thick, hard rod stretched open the walls of her sensitive, wet honeyed passage, penetrating deeper. She released her hands,

pressing down on her son's firm buttocks—such large buttocks, even stronger than his father, Yu Tian's.

Xia Yumeng couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of admiration.

Her genitals were almost raised to the highest point she could go, and she breathed heavily with pleasure, pressing her son's buttocks down slightly with her hands.

Xia Yumeng only knew that from this moment on, the trembling of her body accompanied her son Yu Yang's thrusts.

"I'm making love with my son..."

This thought magnified into an infinite universe in Xia Yumeng's mind.

Xia Yumeng's face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and

she pleaded with her delicate brows furrowed, "Good son, don't move yet, let Mom get used to it." Yu Yang didn't move, lying quietly on top of his mother, his cheek pressed against her hot face, listening to her rapid, excited moans, smelling her alluring fragrance, his chest pressed against her full breasts, her two hard nipples rubbing against his chest skin with his movements, and his massive penis was tightly wrapped by her warm, slippery, and slightly spasming vaginal walls.

He was somewhat surprised to find his mother's vaginal cavity so tight. Although different from a young girl's, it was certainly not comparable to that of a mature woman her age. Beyond the physical pleasure, a deep feeling of being tenderly cared for by his mother welled up within him. It was as if not only his body but his entire being had returned to the warmth of his mother's womb, finding eternal peace amidst the raging storms outside.

After a while, feeling that his mother had adjusted, Yu Yang thrust again, pushing his entire massive penis in to the hilt.

He began to move slowly.

With each deep penetration, he held his breath, carefully avoiding hurting her.

Unconsciously, his mother's vaginal canal had become familiar with and adapted to his enormous penis; each thrust was perfectly synchronized, just right.

Yu Yang gently kissed his mother's earlobe and whispered, "Mom, you bit me again. This time it's much tighter than before, but it feels much better too."

Xia Yumeng, swayed by his words, actually bit him lightly on the shoulder, mumbling, "I'll bite you to death, you little rascal."

His mother's charming and shy appearance reignited his desire. Although he didn't engage in vigorous activity, he couldn't resist the overwhelming urge. He gently swayed his hips to increase the friction of his massive member inside her, causing his mother to tense up, her cherry lips slightly parted, incredibly alluring.

Yu Yang continued to tease her as he slowly moved, asking, "Where do you bite?"

Xia Yumeng didn't answer, her long eyelashes trembling nervously, her small mouth opening wide to form an "O," her nose emitting rapid, tense breaths.

Never having seen his mother so alluring, Yu Yang was so excited he wanted to immediately ravage the voluptuous, mature beauty beneath him, but fearing he might hurt her, he had to restrain himself.

Fortunately, his mother wasn't an inexperienced virgin. After his gentle touch eased her fear of sex, and having already experienced one climax under his skillful tongue, she seemed to gradually adapt to his massive member. Before long, she even spoke up, "Yang'er... you can move a little now."

Yu Yang obeyed, but dared not move too much, only gently thrusting his hips. His mother beneath him, her eyes filled with desire, moaned softly, her hips unconsciously responding to his movements.

Once upon a time, she held him in her arms and nurtured him; now, he rode beneath her, conquering her at will. The pleasure, both mental and physical, rippled through Yu Yang's heart and then spread.

His mother's nostrils flared under her son's movements, her brows furrowed, her lower lip bitten until it turned pale, yet she still encouraged him, "Baby... you can go harder... Mom... can take it." Only

then did Yu Yang prop himself up with his arms and begin to thrust his hips forcefully into his mother's vagina, each time leaving only the head of his penis at the entrance before plunging it all the way in.

The python's head scraped against the tender walls of her honeyed passage, feeling the warmth deep within her womb. Its pubic bone touched her lush, moist mons pubis, and the increased friction sent waves of indescribable pleasure through its massive member. This, combined with the forbidden feeling of being intimate with his own mother, filled his heart, instantly sending waves of intoxicating ecstasy through him.

Xia Yumeng bit her lip tightly, letting out muffled groans. Her son's scrotum slapped against her warm crotch, the sounds of flesh colliding creating a symphony that, along with her plaintive moans and the sound of the waves outside, formed a beautiful and moving melody.

"Yang'er, come on, slowly, go in." The mother murmured softly in her beloved son's ear. His masculine instincts kicked in; his strong arms braced against her sides, and he lowered his firm, powerful buttocks between her legs.

"Oh, good son, good Yang'er," Xia Yumeng sighed with pleasure, completely unguardedly revealing the joy she felt from her son Yu Yang's penis entering her vagina.

This was her precious son, Yu Yang, the very organ she had brought into this world with. Sixteen years later, he used his grown-up penis to re-enter his mother's most secret and unspeakable part, bringing unexpected pleasure and comfort to both of them.

Xia Yumeng's mature vaginal canal could easily accommodate her beloved son's enormous penis.

Her son's powerful buttocks finally pushed his hot, large member completely to the root into her moist, sensitive, and thirsty vaginal canal.

Xia Yumeng didn't even need to lift her genitals anymore, because her son was large enough.

As she felt the base of his massive penis pressed tightly against her vulva, she also felt the large, smooth head of his penis pressing hotly against the deepest part of her vaginal canal, where her cervix throbbed joyfully under the heat of his fiery head.

"Mommy...it feels so good..." For the first time, she felt her mother's tight vaginal canal so tightly enveloping his penis. The mature woman's vaginal canal became greedy because of the desire for the male organ to enter.

The mucous membranes and the tender muscles inside sucked and wrapped around her son's young and thick penis without stopping.

And the thirsty mother's vaginal canal was so wet, and Yu Yang called out to her in pleasure.

Hearing her beloved son's satisfied moans gave Xia Yumeng a kind of morbid pleasure:

it turned out that her body could still make such a young son happy.

This thought further fueled her already intense sexual desire, and the muscles of her vaginal canal began to contract, half consciously and half unconsciously.

Her natural, instinctive reaction to the man's enormous penis inside her stimulated and excited her son, Yu Yang, a seasoned lover.

He began to pant, thrusting his hot member into his mother's wanton and thirsty vaginal canal.

"Mom," Yu Yang almost moaned, his hips moving faster.

This rapid thrusting brought the greatest pleasure to the yearning female organ, and now it was her son's penis thrusting rapidly inside her, so large that it almost stretched her vaginal canal to its limit. She wondered how he had ever come out of his entire body.

Xia Yumeng felt her son's penis hot and swollen inside her vaginal canal.

It filled her completely, and as the thick, massive head of his penis rubbed against the sensitive vaginal canal membrane, her pleasure surged continuously from below.

She gasped, making the sounds that every woman makes when being penetrated by a man's enormous penis.

Her hips swayed skillfully, welcoming each rapid thrust and withdrawal of her beloved son.

Her hands controlled his firm, throbbing buttocks, responding to his every movement.

Xia Yumeng breathed heavily, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Her delicate moans in her son's ear were the best aphrodisiac; she felt that each time she thrust her lower abdomen upwards in pleasure, the moans escaping her lips made her son's massive member unconsciously tighten and harden, and this hardness made her feel even more comfortable. How

wonderful youth was!

What made her feel comfortable wasn't just her son's size—her father, Yu Tian, was also large—but her son's hardness and size were something her husband could never have achieved before. It was a unique pride of a young man, like a thick wooden stick, no, it should be like a huge, red-hot iron rod, and this huge, hot iron rod was now inside her honeyed passage, tightly stretching the walls of her honeyed passage, rubbing against it.

He was so perfect for her genitals.

Deeper and deeper, it filled her honeyed passage so tightly, scraping against her every part with pleasure.

Xia Yumeng clung to her precious son's firm buttocks, writhing happily beneath his strong body like a fish, entwined with him.

The pungent smell of her precious son's sweat doubled her excitement; his lower abdomen slammed against her soft one, such a firm belly.

She responded to each powerful thrust, marveling.

Xia Yumeng knew she was getting wetter, because she could hear those embarrassing wet sounds coming from her lower body with each thrust of her precious son's python.

When she was with her father, they would be stimulated even more by these unusual wet sounds, but now it was her son thrusting on top of her.

Her son's genitals were even making those embarrassing wet sounds from his mother's honeyed passage.

Her face flushed, shame made her close her eyes tightly, but she couldn't stop the rhythmic, seemingly growing louder wet sounds.

Especially when she thrust her vulva towards her son's thrusts, the sound was so clear.

The sound of water also aroused her son Yu Yang's lust. When he realized that the squelching sound was from his massive penis thrusting in and out of his mother's lower body, he intensified his movements, and the sound of water immediately became louder.

Xia Yumeng's face was flushed crimson.

But her pleasure was rapidly rising with the increased sound of water and her son's more intense thrusts.

She couldn't help but cry out, not to cover up the increasingly intense sounds of water from her crotch.

"Ah, ah... Yang'er... ah..." The mother's cries were long and seductive, which aroused her son Yu Yang, a seasoned lover.

While vigorously thrusting his thick penis, he also called out to her.

"Mommy... Mommy, it feels so good... Mommy..."

Her son's calls made Xia Yumeng's heart waver and her soul wander. She suddenly lifted her legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, onto her son's strong waist, her hands almost gripping his thrusting buttocks, and her upper body also lifted up.

She pressed her burning face tightly against her son's sweaty chest.

With her legs clamped tightly around his waist, her lower body, previously covered by a thin veil, was completely exposed.

Her entire climaxing and excited vulva was fully exposed to her son's genitals, and almost all the force of his thrusts was transferred into her vaginal canal.

In an instant, she felt an orgasm approaching. She felt the outside of her vaginal canal involuntarily contract, while the depths seemed to suddenly open up, and the mucous membranes that had been wrapped around her son's massive member suddenly became smooth and even more sensitive.

This intensified her pleasure when her son thrust deeply, the hot head of his member touching the smooth walls of her vaginal canal.

She also felt her cervix rising and swelling, each thrust sending a tingling, pleasurable sensation through her.

A large amount of fluid had accumulated at the back of her vaginal canal. Some of it was carried out of the canal entrance when her son withdrew his massive penis, but most of it was trapped inside, the front walls of the canal tightly gripping his thick penis.

This accumulated fluid was slippery and hot, and although it no longer made a constant sound after each deep thrust of her son's penis, it produced a muffled yet more alluring sound inside her body.

She knew her climax was approaching. A mother reaching orgasm from the thrusting of her son's massive penis felt ashamed, yet she couldn't stop it, and besides, she hadn't even intended to.

The entrance to her vagina, tightly gripping her son's penis and rubbing against it with each thrust, grew hotter and tighter. This tightness gave her son's penis even more pleasure with each thrust. She felt her vagina growing larger and larger, until all sensation disappeared, as if she herself had become a swollen, red, wet vagina, and her son had become a huge, erect penis. Just as her vaginal canal tightened to the point where it could no longer hold onto her son's hard, enormous penis, a sudden

explosion of pleasure erupted within her vaginal canal. She felt as if she had been shattered into a million pieces.

Her vaginal canal loosened instantly, but immediately, the sphincter muscles inside tightened, gripping her son's already inserted penis tightly.

She trembled and convulsed, clutching her son tightly.

She even cried out; this pure, exhilarating climax was something she had never experienced even with her father.

After a while, Yu Yang lifted his mother's legs, encased in flesh-colored, sheer crystal stockings, onto his shoulders, feeling the cool, soothing sensation of her soft, smooth, full thighs rubbing against his chest. This position made her vagina even tighter, intensifying the pleasure of each thrust of his penis. Looking at the woman in his

arms, whom he loved and ecstatically desired, Yu Yang's heart was filled with turmoil, for she was his biological mother.

He vowed to make his mother a happy and fulfilled woman in his lifetime, to repay her for the wonderful gift she had given him.

He no longer felt the guilt of incest; now, Yu Yang only wanted to deeply experience the excitement and passion unique to incest. (
Chapter 51, February 9th)

In fact, what in this world could be more exciting and wonderful than a mother and son embracing, loving, and committing adultery together?

Yu Yang's penis rubbed and squeezed tightly against his mother's vaginal walls, releasing waves of pleasure.

He could no longer control himself; with heavy breaths, his penis thrust harder and harder, meeting the endless flow of vaginal fluid, penetrating the soft, tender flesh pressing against him from all sides, his massive head repeatedly pounding against his mother's tender womb.

The pain had subsided, and Xia Yumeng's body was also changing. Her face flushed, fragrant sweat appeared, her pink tongue slightly protruded, and she moaned softly. Her watery eyes, like the vast, misty sea, were half-open and half-closed.

Their coordination was also improving; every thrust and withdrawal, every receiving and pushing, was perfectly synchronized, indescribably wonderful, like a loving couple who had been together for many years.

Xia Yumeng's fair thighs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, instinctively hooked around his waist, pressing tightly against him, welcoming his insatiable demands.

The flames of lust burned ever brighter, the pleasure of incestuous relations between mother and son driving him to the brink of madness.

Yu Yang's large hands gripped his mother's slender waist, barely concealed by her thin gauze dress, his burning, erect penis thrusting repeatedly into her soft passage.

His sweat dripped onto his mother's delicate skin, flowing between her full breasts, mingling with her fragrant perspiration—a scene of extraordinary stimulation.

This intensified the lust in his eyes, and he couldn't help but lower his head, licking his mother's wet, erect nipples.

He could clearly feel his mother's sweaty body pressed against his strong frame, trembling and writhing, so fragile and helpless.

Xia Yumeng's cheeks were like peach blossoms in full bloom, her eyes glazed over, her two round, full breasts swaying incessantly, her body undulating under his movements, her breasts rippling, her hips undulating—a captivating sight of boundless spring passion.

Smelling the mature, fragrant scent emanating from his mother, Yu Yang felt a shiver run down his spine. Driven by lust, he grabbed one of her slender ankles with each hand, spreading her legs apart and thrusting fiercely.

This position, while not allowing him to feel the tight friction of her vaginal canal as before, offered a captivating view of his massive member swirling in and out of her. The visual stimulation only intensified his desire.

Xia Yumeng opened her hazy eyes, suddenly noticing his gaze. She quickly and shyly covered their joined bodies with her hands. Her delicate feet, encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, dangled wildly in the air, her toes curling tightly, whether from excitement or shyness, an undeniably adorable sight.

Yu Yang's blood boiled at the sight. He couldn't resist taking one of her feet, encased in the sheer stockings, into his mouth, his tongue teasing it as he began to suckle each tiny toe through the stockings, making his mother's toes twitch incessantly.

Xia Yumeng's pair of jade-like feet had appeared in his dreams countless times, and today he finally had the chance to play with them as he wished. The excitement in his heart was no less than the stimulation brought by the giant python beneath him.

Although Yu Yang was greedily sucking on his mother's little feet, he didn't dare to use too much force, because those smooth and delicate feet were so tender that he felt that if he used too much force, they would suck out water.

Yu Yang's hands were not idle either. One hand kept rotating and stroking the smooth and fair skin of her thigh, while the other hand grasped a beautiful breast and rubbed it, feeling the beautiful curve, the elastic and smooth touch, and the perky little nipple stubbornly standing up again after being pressed down.

His lower body pressed against his mother's smooth, tender, moist opening, and there seemed to be a suction force within her honeyed passage, automatically pulling her back each time Yu Yang withdrew his massive member. This sucking pleasure stimulated him to thrust even more forcefully, the resulting love juices making a sizzling sound.

Xia Yumeng, attacked on multiple sensitive areas simultaneously by her beloved son, moaned incoherently, somewhat delirious. Just as Yu Yang released his mother's legs, her round, jade-like legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, suddenly wrapped around his waist. With each thrust, her slender neck arched back, her pink arms reaching out to grab the sheets, her misty, bright eyes staring blankly into the void.

Yu Yang scooped his mother's slender waist, covered by a thin veil, and sat up. Xia Yumeng cried out softly at the sudden penetration after the change in position, tightly hugging his neck, then began to stroke his hair and back. This familiar gesture brought him warmth in this passionate moment.

Yu Yang increased the speed of his thrusts while kissing his mother's neck, feeling the friction of her soft breasts against his chest. His hands roamed over her full buttocks, pressing them down to meet his own, each thrust penetrating deeply without leaving any gaps, fitting seamlessly into her body.

Holding his mother's mature buttocks, he continued to thrust vigorously, starting slowly and gradually increasing the speed.

Suddenly, Xia Yumeng's fragrant tongue intertwined with his as if in a frenzy.

Then, in the throes of orgasm, Xia Yumeng trembled violently, letting out a silent scream.

Yu Yang knew his mother had reached her climax, so he quickly rolled over and pinned her beneath him, thrusting forcefully.

Xia Yumeng's beautiful, voluptuous body trembled with each thrust, her breasts and buttocks swaying wildly.

Yu Yang's powerful and rough lust drove Xia Yumeng to a frenzy.

Xia Yumeng was drenched in sweat, her body trembling violently. The intense sexual climax overwhelmed her;

she nervously anticipated his orgasm, uncontrollably welcoming his increasingly vigorous thrusts.

With each heavy breath, the giant python pounded harder than ever; amidst the endless flow of vaginal fluid, it penetrated the soft, tender flesh pressing against her from all sides, its massive head relentlessly striking her tender womb.

Gradually, Yu Yang lost control of himself!

His python grew harder and thicker, the speed and force of his thrusts increasing. As a frenzied climax approached, he could no longer control his wild, unbridled lust.

He frantically increased the speed and force of his thrusts.

He began recklessly pounding his mother's cervix with the head of his python.

That was the place where his mother had once carried him; inserting it there felt exceptionally tingling and warm!

His python was like a black-tasseled spear, thrusting back and forth in his mother's honeyed passage and cervix with a "thump, thump, thump, thump."

He didn't know how much time had passed, but as his python was thrusting forcefully, suddenly, the opening of his mother's cervix, like a straw, tightly gripped the head of his python.

Like an electric shock, Yu Yang felt his limbs being pierced by intense spasms, his whole body melting into an indescribable, supreme climax. He couldn't help but cry out, "Mom... Mom..."

The uncontrollable pleasure was like a surging sea, roaring and churning, sometimes throwing them both to the crest of the wave, sometimes pushing them to the bottom. Layer upon layer, wave upon wave, gust upon gust of uncontrollable pleasure finally reached an unstoppable peak...

Yu Yang and his mother's intercourse had finally reached its ultimate climax!

"Mom... I'm going to cum... thrust! thrust... oh... push your hips... oh..." Yu Yang's unhurried cries called out to his mother's desire, and his trembling penis further stimulated her body and mind.

Instantly, Xia Yumeng arched her buttocks, and her vaginal canal spasmed violently with the trembling of his massive penis. The powerful suction within her vaginal canal gripped his swollen head, and a gush of even hotter, lustful fluid gushed out, drenching his head. A wave of scalding pleasure surged through his body like an electric current.

Yu Yang gasped, his thighs twitching, his penis trembling and suddenly swelling—he began his final thrust.

With each withdrawal, Yu Yang arched his back and raised his buttocks, forcefully pushing his mother away to maximize the depth of his penetration, allowing for deeper insertion next time. With each thrust, he arched his back and thrust his lower abdomen back, pulling his mother forcefully forward with all his might, pushing his head straight through her cervix and reaching her uterus as deeply as possible, causing her vaginal canal to contract sharply.

Even more stimulating was that with each thrust, Yu Yang would press the head of his penis firmly against his mother's cervix, grinding it relentlessly!

At this moment, Xia Yumeng's lips trembled, her thighs spreading apart from her waist quivered, and her whole body shook. Moreover, her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, her nostrils flared, her neck arched back, and her lower body thrust upwards…

She was tightly embracing his arched back, involuntarily and eagerly anticipating, waiting for, and welcoming his ejaculation!

With

all his might, Yu Yang delivered his final thrust!

Finally, his thick head of his penis plunged deep into his mother's uterus!

At this moment, Xia Yumeng suddenly felt an uncontrollable, ecstatic pleasure coursing through her body like an electric shock. Her body involuntarily stiffened, and she trembled as if she had a chill: "Oh...oh...no...he can't...Mommy's going to die..." Immediately afterward, thick streams of nectar gushed even more violently from the depths of Xia Yumeng's vaginal canal.

Yu Yang and his mother had reached the peak of their incestuous sexual desire!

Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran down his spine, and his vision flashed with golden light.

Then, his blood rushed to his scrotum like millions of tiny snakes.

Finally, Yu Yang couldn't hold back any longer; he was about to ejaculate!

Under Yu Yang's frenzied thrusting, his mother's vaginal canal suddenly spasmed, letting out a long moan. Her eyes glazed over, staring into the void, her limbs tightly wrapped around his body, her muscles twitching uncontrollably.

At the same time, Yu Yang felt a scalding hot liquid pour over the head of his penis, and a tingling sensation ran down his lower back. A gush of semen immediately met the hot liquid, and the two liquids mingled and merged inside his mother's body, instantly becoming one and pouring down onto his penis.

A

thought struck him, and his ejaculation was released, like a flood bursting its banks. A stream of hot, sticky semen shot out from his swollen penis like a jet of water from a high-pressure water gun…

With a “hiss…” sound, Yu Yang's semen once again sprayed into his mother's uterus…

In an instant, Xia Yumeng's body convulsed as if electrocuted, arching her back, closing her eyes, and biting her lip, seemingly unable to bear the baptism of her beloved son's love.

At this moment, Yu Yang had already entered a state of complete oblivion, transcending all worldly concerns.

He could only hold his breath, straighten his back, and concentrate all his energy on his enormous penis, its head and shaft swollen to their limit.

He pressed himself tightly against his mother's uterine wall, breathing heavily.

His ejaculatory ducts dilated further, burning hotter...

With the contraction of his scrotum and the pulsation of his vas deferens,

gushes of his abundant semen gushed out continuously, like arrows shooting straight into his mother's cervix.

This semen, carrying his fiery body temperature and his frenzied, childlike passion, poured down on his mother's empty womb like a torrential downpour...

Yu Yang's semen and his mother's vaginal fluids met, surged, and mingled in the cervix, then slowly flowed into the depths of his mother's uterus.

At this moment, Xia Yumeng's lips were tightly gripping his penis, his mother's cervix was sucking on his head, and his mother's uterus was swallowing, absorbing, and digesting his semen...

Ah, it felt so good!

After absorbing a large amount of his semen, his mother's womb seemed to experience even greater joy.

He clearly felt:

his mother's vaginal canal spasming, her buttocks arching, her waist twisting, her shoulders twitching, her hands trembling, her gums chattering…

her entire body was engulfed in a trembling of extreme pleasure.

The sky was spinning, the earth was spinning, the roof was spinning, everything ceased to exist, Yu Yang's mind went blank.

He was completely immersed in extreme pleasure, forgetting time, forgetting place, forgetting that the person beneath him was his mother who gave him life and raised him, forgetting everything in the world.

The Zhou family was extremely efficient. After Xu Yating received the designs, she immediately ordered the tailors under her family to speed up the production. At the same time, she invited nobles and celebrities from Qingyang County to a banquet at the Zhou family's residence. According to her plan, she found a group of beautiful and talented courtesans to wear various kinds of erotic lingerie for a lingerie show.

As expected, the scene erupted when the nobles saw one after another beautiful woman in alluring lingerie take the stage. Almost all the men's breathing became heavy, their eyes gleaming as they stared at the women. Accustomed to beautiful women, they suddenly found the women on stage incredibly seductive. Almost every man was on high alert at that moment—though some of the less attractive men were simply experiencing a surge of desire.

Later, it was learned that all the women who participated in the lingerie show were patronized multiple times by the nobles, making them instantly aware of the allure of exquisite lingerie and turning them into the first loyal customers of Zhou's lingerie brand.

The Zhou family's clothing became an instant sensation, sweeping across the major cities of the Silver Phoenix Empire overnight with unstoppable momentum. To ensure these garments made it into the capital, Xu Yating personally traveled there and hosted a massive lingerie fashion show. This show attracted almost every noble family in the capital, and it was said that even the Emperor himself secretly attended, making it an exceptionally grand event that successfully ignited a lingerie craze in the capital.

As a result, news of Yu Yang, the designer of these garments, spread rapidly, and the reputation of the Yu family's dissolute scions once again resounded throughout the Silver Phoenix Empire. Almost every woman who witnessed the magical allure of lingerie was curious about how this playboy had come up with such a brilliant design, one that could so perfectly showcase a woman's charm.

Just as Yu Yang's designs for sexy lingerie were gaining fame throughout the empire, an even more shocking piece of news broke: the Youth-Preserving Pill, which had recently sparked a youth-preserving craze, was also concocted by Yu Yang. This news sent Yu Yang's name sweeping across every corner of the Silver Phoenix Empire like a hurricane. If the sexy lingerie had merely led people to believe it was a lewd and ingenious invention born from the Yu family's traditions, then the Youth-Preserving Pill had truly cemented Yu Yang's reputation as a genius.

Now, almost every woman in the empire was enamored with Yu Yang, and if any unmarried woman wanted to marry him, it would undoubtedly be him.

Meanwhile, Yu Yang, who had stirred up this storm, remained oblivious, immersed in his daily revelry. However, the Yu family home became bustling with activity; suitors and those seeking the pill arrived in droves, much to the dismay of the naturally lazy Yu Tian and his wife, who eventually closed their doors to visitors.

As news of the Yu family's youth-preserving pills and the Zhou family's sexy lingerie causing a stir in the capital reached Qingyang County, the Song family could no longer sit still. They used Song Lin and Yu Huan's marriage as a breakthrough point, and the wedding was once again put on the agenda.

Yu Tian and Xia Yumeng had no objections to their daughter's marriage, and after discussions between the two families, they began preparing for the wedding.

The entire Yu household was filled with a festive atmosphere, but Yu Huan, the bride-to-be, was somewhat sullen. Although Song Lin looked handsome and could be considered a young talent, Yu Huan felt no joy at all, feeling that she had no feelings for Song Lin. This made her mood low.

"Second sister, what are you daydreaming about here? Why don't you go try on your wedding dress? I designed it for you myself, I guarantee you'll like it." Yu Yang's voice suddenly rang in Yu Huan's ears. Turning around, she found that Yu Yang had appeared behind her at some point, smiling at her.

"I'm so annoyed, I have no interest in trying on any dresses. Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?" Yu Huan said to Yu Yang irritably.

Seeing her second sister's frosty expression, Yu Yang gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her cheek tenderly, saying, "Second sister, what's there to be annoyed about on such a joyous day? Don't you want to get married?"

Yu Huan snorted, "You know perfectly well why you're asking. The wedding date is already set, so I have to get married whether I want to or not."

"Then how about I kill my future brother-in-law? That way you won't have to get married?" Yu Yang whispered with a smile in Yu Huan's ear. His voice was calm, but it carried a chilling murderous intent, making it clear that if Yu Huan agreed, he would immediately find a way to kill Song Lin.

"Brother, are you crazy? If you really kill him, and people find out, our family will be at odds with the Song family forever!" Yu Huan said in a panic, clearly terrified by Yu Yang's vicious idea.

Yu Yang smiled and said, "Since we can't kill you, you'll just have to make do and marry him."

"Are you willing to let your sister marry him?" Yu Huan looked up from Yu Yang's arms, her bright eyes fixed on him.

Yu Yang said softly, "Of course I'm unwilling to let my sister marry someone else. The thought of her becoming someone else's woman, being played with by someone else, makes my heart feel like it's going to explode."

Hearing Yu Yang's words, a beautiful smile bloomed on Yu Huan's face as she gazed at Yu Yang's handsome face, saying, "I don't want other men to touch my body either, but I'm getting married soon, what am I going to do!"

"Good sister, don't worry, I'll find a way to prevent others from touching your body, you can rest assured," Yu Yang comforted her softly.

Perhaps it was the strong confidence in Yu Yang's words that infected Yu Huan. Seeing her brother's resolute expression, Yu Huan's mood relaxed considerably, a happy smile appearing on her face. She said sweetly, "Then it's settled. On the wedding day, you have to escort your sister there and make sure no one touches her body." "Yes, I guarantee no one will be able to touch your body. "

As Yu Yang spoke, a powerful aura of confidence emanated from him, captivating Yu Huan. She found her younger brother increasingly enigmatic. Before, in her eyes, he was merely a playboy, indulging in pleasure and harassing young women, never getting plastic surgery. But since his fall from the horse race, he had undergone a complete transformation. Not only did he diligently practice martial arts, but his mind seemed to be overflowing with countless ingenious ideas, always bringing surprises to those around him. It was precisely these qualities that made him increasingly attractive to her. Thinking of her brother's intelligence, her heart inexplicably calmed, and she was no longer so worried about the upcoming wedding.

Chapter 52 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole

Behind . After the news of Yu Yang's fame spreading throughout the empire reached Qingyang County, not everyone felt joy or admiration. At least the Yang family felt... Only jealousy and resentment remained. Especially after hearing about the marriage between the Song and Yu families, Yang Zhi, the head of the Yang family, began to feel uneasy.

Two of the three most famous families in Qingyang were now linked to the Yu family through marriage, a situation that filled Yang Zhi with intense vigilance. The news of the Yu family auctioning off their youth-preserving pills and the Zhou family holding a lingerie fashion show only fueled Yang Zhi's envy. He could easily imagine the terrifying money-making power of these two items; without a doubt, if the two families continued to develop smoothly, it wouldn't be long before their wealth increased dramatically, perhaps even leading to a monopoly in Qingyang.

Yang Zhi sat grimly in his study, his mind racing as he considered the current situation. The situation had clearly reached a point where time was of the essence; otherwise, the Song family wouldn't be so eager to form a marriage alliance with the Yu family, obviously sensing that the Yu family's rise was a fait accompli.

"Father, Father, you must avenge me! I must kill Yu Yang! I must make him die!"

The study door was suddenly flung open, and Yang Yi stormed in, his face contorted with rage, shouting hoarsely. His once handsome features were now twisted into a grotesque, ghostly expression of venom. "

Shut up! Be quiet! Look at the state you've become! You're neither human nor ghost!" Yang Zhi looked at his son with a mixture of disappointment and frustration, especially considering his son had lost his manhood.

"Dad, Yu Yang is the reason I'm like this! You have to avenge me!" Yang Yi pleaded pitifully, his heart filled with resentment and bitterness.

"Don't worry, I have a plan. Just rest and get treatment. I'll find the best doctors to cure your health problems," Yang Zhi said with a sigh, a pang of pity for his son.

"But we've seen so many doctors, and there's been no improvement. Am I going to be like this forever?" A flicker of fear crossed Yang Yi's eyes. The thought of never being able to play with women again sent a chill down his spine.

"No, even if I consult every famous doctor in the world, I will cure you. Alright, you can go now. I have other matters to attend to!" Yang Zhi waved his hand weakly, dismissing Yang Yi.

Yang Yi opened his mouth, but seeing his father's expression, the words remained unspoken. He simply bowed and left the study with a hint of reluctance.

Stepping out of the study, Yang Yi's face once again revealed a volatile expression. Ever since he lost sensation in his lower body, his mood had been like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment. The maids and servants of the Yang household all regarded him as a venomous snake, living in constant fear. Almost everyone knew that since the young master's problem arose, he had become even more debauched and tyrannical. Any maid with even a little bit of beauty was wantonly ravaged by him using various methods, causing the maids and servants of the Yang household unbearable suffering.

Glancing back at the study, Yang Yi snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the backyard where his mother lived. Only with his mother could he find some peace of mind. Thinking of his elegant and noble mother, a fiery desire rose within his twisted heart.

The door to the room was pushed open with a bang. Mu Guiying turned around in surprise to see Yang Yi walk in. Seeing the violent look on his face, she sighed inwardly. Ever since her son's sexual abilities had gradually declined, his temper had become increasingly volatile, and his personality had become twisted and gloomy. She'd heard from the servants that many beautiful maids had been tortured and abused by him, but as a mother, she naturally couldn't bear to blame her son for his actions.

Looking at her son's bloodshot eyes, Mu Guiying felt a sense of unease. Forcing herself to remain calm, she forced a smile and said, "Yi'er, you're here. Didn't you go out today?"

"Go out for what? To be ridiculed?" Yang Yi said irritably, a dark glint flashing across his face.

“Yi’er, don’t think like that. Your injury can definitely be healed. Your father is currently finding the best doctor for you. You should try to regulate your emotions and not be so irritable, otherwise it will be bad for your health.” Mu Guiying showed no anger at her son’s rude behavior, only gently comforting him.

Yang Yi, panting heavily, stared intently at his beautiful mother before him. Her unparalleled beauty was indeed heavenly. A delicate nose and pearly teeth, almond eyes and peach lips, a slender figure, a mature and beautiful face, a graceful and smooth rosy cheek, a straight and captivating neck, and a pair of full and firm breasts that stood proudly forward, tempting one to indulge in fantasies and even commit crimes. A low-cut black tight-fitting long gauze dress perfectly accentuated her soft and graceful waist and her plump and rounded buttocks.

Her round, plump buttocks, protruding proudly, formed a beautiful arc, further accentuating her curvaceous figure, long, snow-white legs, and slender waist. The perfect proportions made her appear neither too plump nor too thin. Her snow-white, smooth skin, full and mature body, and the alluring charm of a woman past her prime, tinged with a touch of aloofness, made her truly captivating and alluring! Although she was forty years old, she looked like she was in her thirties, still possessing unparalleled beauty and charm. Her bright, expressive eyes held a captivating allure, and her delicate face, though adorned with faint crow's feet, did not diminish her beauty but rather added to her mature, elegant, dignified, and beautiful middle-aged woman's charm.

"Mother, only by your side can I find some peace. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll go crazy," Yang Yi said hoarsely, stepping forward and throwing himself into his mother's arms.

“Yi’er, I know the pain in your heart. Don’t worry, I will do everything I can to cure you. If all else fails, I can ask Yu Yang for help. I will make sure you don’t suffer like this forever,” Mu Guiying said emotionally, holding her son in her arms.

Yang Yi rubbed his face against his mother’s breasts, feeling the large, firm breasts of his own mother. A wicked feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, reminding him of the scene a few days ago when he had a reaction to his mother’s stimulation. His breathing quickened, and he couldn’t help but greedily stare at the breasts of his mother, whom he had breastfed when he was an infant. Although Yang Yi had long forgotten the scene of suckling his mother’s breasts as a toddler, what he saw now was just a pair of sexy, lustful, mature, and beautiful breasts, a pair of breasts that he had once possessed and that had given him maternal love.

"Good Mom, I miss you! My heart is breaking,"

Yang Yi cried out, his trembling fingers touching his mother's pair of fair, smooth, full, firm, and rounded breasts. Like an electric shock, a tingling sensation instantly spread from his fingertips throughout his body. Mu Guiying let out a soft moan and shifted uncomfortably. She glanced at her son, who was on the verge of collapse, and sighed silently, letting his hands grasp her round breasts.

Yang Yi's hands trembled as he touched his mother's breasts, his fingers gently massaging them: "So beautiful, Mom, so beautiful, really, I love them so much."

Mu Guiying breathed softly, murmuring gently, "Oh, oh, my good son, slower, slower, don't hurt Mom." Mu Guiying

's voluptuous, sensual body writhed, completely immersed in pleasurable excitement and pleasure. The last vestiges of reason and taboo in her mind had vanished; she treated Yang Yi—her son—as a man in the natural sense. For her son to experience even a moment of pleasure, she had completely abandoned her moral compass.

"Ah, it's wonderful! Mom's breasts are so beautiful! So full and soft!"

Yang Yi lay on his mother's voluptuous body, his hands kneading her firm, round, soft, and sensual breasts, ecstatic.

"Ah, baby, son, Mom is so happy too, it really, really feels so good…ah…ah!" "Under her son's caresses, Mu Guiying gradually became aroused, the forbidden love between mother and son giving her an unprecedented feeling of excitement.

The intense stimulation and excitement made Mu Guiying hug Yang Yi's head, pressing it against her chest. Yang Yi, panting, reached out and began to tear at his mother's clothes, pieces falling to the ground like butterflies under his rough movements.

Lying on his mother's nearly naked body, Yang Yi buried his face between her high breasts, inhaling the alluring scent, and couldn't resist pressing his lips to those smooth, full, soft, sexy, trembling, white breasts.

Mu Guiying let out a soft moan, followed by a soul-stirring gasp and groan.

Yang Yi's lips and tongue kissed and licked the deep cleavage of her breasts, from the base of the peaks upwards. His tongue circled the dark red areolas of his mother's full, ripe nipples, occasionally licking them."

"Ah...son...ah...good boy...Mommy is letting you play so comfortably...ah..."

Yang Yi naturally noticed his mother's sensitivity, but he hadn't expected that the breasts that had once nursed him would become increasingly sensitive under his teasing. Perhaps it was because she hadn't breastfed for nearly sixteen or seventeen years; his mother's breasts were as sexy and sensitive as those of a woman in her thirties. At this moment, Mu Guiying could no longer suppress the rapid breathing and moans that she had been holding back for so long, and couldn't help but let out a wanton, soft cry.

Yang Yi greedily opened his mouth and took his mother's breasts into his mouth, his tongue licking the round nipples, sucking, licking, and wrapping them.

Mu Guiying was now weak in the knees, covered in fragrant sweat, panting heavily, and moaning softly.

After a moment, Yang Yi's greedy mouth moved downwards to kiss her, and wherever his lips and tongue touched, Mu Guiying trembled all over. He kissed and licked her delicate navel, then her soft belly, until finally, Mu Guiying's exquisite light pink lace panties stopped him in his tracks.

The delicate light pink lace panties were too small, too small to conceal her pubic hair, a few dark pubic hairs playfully peeking out from the lace. Yang Yi pressed his face against his mother's mysterious and alluring place, encased in those narrow panties. The long-lost familiar scent, through the thin lace, made him feel the warmth of her crevice and the trembling of her body.

The ambiguous taboo between mother and son, the shameful stimulation of incest, had soaked the bottom of Mu Guiying's panties, whether from sweat or from the nectar flowing from her beautiful passage. Looking at the beautiful place where she had once been born, Yang Yi was deeply captivated by nature's exquisite creation. He kissed and licked his mother's smooth thighs and round, plump buttocks.

"Mom..."

Yang Yi looked up at Mu Guiying, whose face was flushed and who exuded charm, and said, "Mom, would you like me to take off your panties?"

Mu Guiying nodded shyly, then closed her beautiful eyes.

Yang Yi's hands trembled slightly as he slowly pulled the panties down from between his mother's legs, past her knees, and down between her thighs. Mu Guiying's plump, round buttocks arched upwards, allowing Yang Yi to remove the last piece of clothing covering her body. At this moment, a beautiful, mature, voluptuous, and sexy body was completely naked before Yang Yi's eyes. This was the naked body from which Yang Yi had given birth to and nurtured him.

Between her white, smooth thighs, thick, glossy, and dark pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, concealing the mysterious mound and valley. The smooth, dark red petals acted as a natural barrier, hiding the entrance to her flower-like vulva—the place from which he had been born into this world! Above the entrance to her vaginal canal, a slightly protruding clitoris resembled a nutmeg-like pearl.

Her thighs parted slightly, revealing a slightly curved slit beneath a patch of dark pubic hair. Yang Yi gently touched his mother's pale pink mucous membrane with his finger, causing her to cry out, "Ah..." He then saw her lower body twitch slightly as she gently rubbed the two thin petals with her middle finger, scooping up some mucus. He then touched the small, bean-shaped clitoris protruding from the top of the slit. "Ah..."

Mu Guiying cried out again, her whole body trembling, a flicker of pain crossing her beautiful face. With an expression that was both bitter and joyful, Yang Yi admired and marveled...

as if revisiting a familiar place. He couldn't help but bury his face between his mother's legs, letting the soft, fragrant pubic hair brush against his face. He deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent unique to a mature, sensual woman's genitals. He licked her thick pubic hair with his lips and tongue, kissing her slightly raised mons pubis, kissing and licking her thick, smooth labia majora, parting the moist, slippery labia minora with his tongue—the gateway through which he had come into this world—and kissing and licking the small, delicate nipples.

"Ah...no...ah...Yi'er...ah...how could you...but...like this...ah...good boy...ah...no...don't do this...ah..."

Mu Guiying hadn't expected her son to go straight to kissing and licking her genitals, and now her own son was greedily kissing and licking her most mysterious and alluring place. Mu Guiying writhed, her body tingling with pleasure from the kisses and licks, waves of ecstasy washing over her. Her plump buttocks writhed and thrust upwards, swaying from side to side, her hands tightly gripping Yang Yi's hair as she let out joyful, coquettish moans.

Yang Yi's kisses and licks made Mu Guiying's small pearl erect, and then he slipped his tongue into the entrance of her beautiful vaginal canal, gently stirring the folds of its inner walls—the place where he had come into the world more than twenty years ago.

"Ah...son...my beloved darling...ah...Mommy can't take it...Mommy will let you...ah...oh...you lick...lick so...so good...ah...son...ah..."

Yang Yi cupped his mother's white, smooth, and plump buttocks, his tongue probing as far as possible into her vaginal canal, sucking and licking its smooth, tender inner walls. Mu Guiying's vaginal canal was truly wondrous—its inner walls were smooth and wrinkled, reddish, and the large petals at the entrance of her vaginal canal opened and closed as if eating something.

From the depths of Mu Guiying's vaginal canal, streams of nectar flowed out like a babbling brook. Mu Guiying's whole body trembled as if electrocuted, bending her smooth, white thighs and raising her plump buttocks even higher so that Yang Yi could more thoroughly kiss, lick, and suck the entrance and inner walls of her vaginal canal.

"Mom's valley is so plump and tender! Dear Mom, your beautiful hole is all wet."

"Ah...you little rascal...my little darling, it's all because...ah...because Mom made me...ah, son...no...no more...son...good boy...ah...Mom's...my beautiful hole...my little hole has been played with like this by you, you little rascal...making me unable to resist having an affair...ah...adultery...ah...Mom's heart...ah...feels...ah...a little...a little...hairy...ah...Mom's little hole...ah...it's so itchy..."

Mu Guiying twisted her delicate body, sweating profusely and panting, using her hands to grasp her full, perky, and round breasts, squeezing and rubbing them incessantly, thrusting her plump buttocks upwards so that Yang Yi's tongue could penetrate deeper into her beautiful hole to kiss and lick it, sucking her pearl. With each tremor, nectar flowed from the depths of Mu Guiying's beautiful vaginal canal, making it slippery and sticky, covering Yang Yi's face and mouth. The nectar flowed down her perineum to her anus, where, against the backdrop of her snow-white, plump buttocks, her small, dark red anus resembled a pale purple chrysanthemum bud, intoxicatingly beautiful.

Ah, this is Mom's beautiful, sexy anus! Yang Yi suddenly felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen; his shriveled penis seemed to be awakening. Overjoyed, he increased the pressure of his hands, almost violently kneading his mother's delicate body.

Mu Guiying seemed to notice her son's reaction, and hurriedly reached out her soft little hands to vigorously stroke his penis. The previously limp thing began to swell…

Ah… Yang Yi couldn't help but cry out joyfully, when suddenly a numbness shot through his lower back, and a stream of hot fluid gushed out, a stream of cloudy white liquid spraying from his just-erect penis onto Mu Guiying's ample breasts.

Yang Yi collapsed to the ground, panting heavily like a dead fish…

Chapter 53 Undercurrents

After seeing his son leave, Yang Zhi sighed dejectedly, a look of disappointment on his face, as if he had aged considerably in an instant.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Yang Zhi suddenly sat up straight, his face hardening with frost, his eyes instantly turning sinister and sharp. He whispered, "Shadow, go contact Black Fiend now. I'm going to put on a good show in Qingyang County. I want everyone to know who truly rules Qingyang County."

"Yes, Master, I'll do it right away." A phantom figure suddenly materialized from the shadows, transforming into a thin, black-clad man who appeared in the room. The man was dressed entirely in black, even his head was covered by a black cloth, leaving only a pair of cold, ruthless eyes visible. His appearance seemed to lower the room temperature by several degrees, making the entire room eerily cold.

After appearing, the man bowed slightly and then silently vanished from the room, as if he had never been there.

After watching the man in black leave, Yang Zhi's face revealed a cold smile. "I'll see who laughs last. Let you be smug for a few days; you'll have your day."

"You mean the Yang family went to sea?" Yu Yang turned around abruptly, his eyes sharp as he stared at a middle-aged man of ordinary appearance before him and asked in a deep voice. The

middle-aged man lowered his head and respectfully replied, "Yes, young master. I personally saw that man leave the Yang residence, go to the dock, rent a boat alone, and sail away."

Yu Yang touched his nose, gradually falling into deep thought. He naturally had no doubt about the middle-aged man's words. Despite his unassuming appearance, the middle-aged man before him was a top-notch spy. For those gathering information, the more ordinary their appearance, the less likely they were to attract attention.

"Why would they suddenly go to sea at this time? Sea... pirates... Could it be that they want to contact those pirates? It seems they can't hold back this time. If what Yu Yang thinks is true, and their voyage to sea is indeed for the pirates, then what they're after is definitely not a small matter." Yu Yang paced back and forth in the room, his mind racing, wondering what the Yang family's true intentions were if they were really involved with the pirates.

"It seems the only option now is to remain unchanged and wait for the inevitable to unfold!" Yu Yang thought to himself. Having made up his mind, he stopped and said to the middle-aged man, "Alright, I know about this matter. You did a good job. Now go back and keep an eye on the Yang family. Report to me immediately if there's any trouble."

"Yes, young master, I'll take my leave!" The middle-aged man bowed respectfully, retreated from the room, and quickly and quietly left.

A cold smile appeared on Yu Yang's lips as he muttered to himself, "The Yang family, I'd like to see how much trouble you can stir up. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Everyone in the Yu family was busy with Yu Huan's wedding, but Yu Yang was somewhat idle. After breakfast, Yu Yang was thinking about taking the little maid Ying'er out for a stroll today. He had been cooped up at home for the past few days and was feeling rusty.

"Young master, Young Master Tang has arrived." Before Yu Yang could invite Yu Ying to go out together, a guard rushed in to report.

"Young Master Tang?" Yu Yang looked up in surprise, wondering what this guy wanted to see him about now. "Please come in quickly."

A fleshy ball rolled over from the yard, crying out pitifully, "Young Master Yu, Boss, help! This is terrible!"

Yu Yang stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, at the rolling ball of flesh. He looked speechlessly at Tang Yuan, whose body was becoming increasingly obese, and slapped his forehead. "Hey Tang Yuan, what have you been eating? It's only been a short time, how come you've gotten so fat again?"

Yu Yang was right. Tang Yuan's neck was practically gone now, at least Yu Yang couldn't tell. His shoulders were broad and thick, his arms were short and thick, and his round head and below were streamlined. His thighs were no more than a foot long, but thick enough to be embraced! When he walked, his body was a magnificent wave of fat, like the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the previous ones. In short, you could call him anything except a bamboo pole, but he just didn't look human.

It seemed like only a short walk from the courtyard gate, yet he was already panting heavily, constantly wiping away sweat, clearly exhausted. Yu Yang was a little worried that this guy might collapse on the spot.

He really was starting to look more and more like Tangyuan (a type of glutinous rice ball), only a few sizes bigger, Yu Yang thought to himself.

"Uh… Young Master Tang, what happened? How did things get to the point where you need help? Which fool offended you?!" Yu Yang asked, barely suppressing a laugh, looking at his best friend.

"Damn it, it's all because of those bastards from the Yang family and those guys from the Meng and Song families!" Young Master Tang was indignant, struggling to open his eyes a crack from his fat belly. "These past few days, I haven't left our Jubao Hall for ten days, and I've lost a whole 150,000 taels of silver! Young Master Yu, you have to save me, otherwise... I'll get beaten to death by my father when I get back!" "

150,000 taels of silver!" Yu Yang was shocked. "How could you lose so much? Where did you get so much money?"

Tang Yuan began to sigh. "I even won on the first day. I won a whole 50,000 taels..."

"If I didn't let you win, would you continue gambling? What did you lose? You really dare to gamble!" Yu Yang glared at him.

Tang Yuan didn't dare to refute, muttering, "Didn't you lose 100,000 taels last month too? I only lost a little more than you, and you still say I..."

"What's the use of saying that? Hey, I'm telling you, it's only 150,000 taels of silver, you, Young Master Tang, aren't someone who can't afford to lose, so why are you coming to me for help?" Yu Yang suddenly remembered that before he transmigrated into this body, the original owner of this body was just like Tang Yuan—a typical spendthrift! "Even your father wouldn't kill you for a mere 150,000 taels of silver, would he? You've lost that amount before..."

"But, but later I ran out of silver, and I said I'd go home to get some, and Yang Wei provoked me, saying everyone was tired, and if I left, we could just call it quits; I hardened my heart, and then..." Tang Yuan looked at Yu Yang pitifully, his face full of regret.

"And then what?" Yu Yang suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I couldn't lose face... In my panic... I bet my family heirloom jade and my precious sword, a total of 300,000 taels of silver, thinking I'd win it back quickly. But I never expected... I never expected... I lost in the end," Tang Yuan said, his face crestfallen, hesitant to continue.

"You call that losing face?! I remember your sword was that famous sword your father bought at a high price, the 'Flowing Wind,' right? That's a divine weapon that can cut through iron like mud! And that top-quality warm jade you have, I remember those two items cost a million taels back then, right? You only bet 300,000 taels on both of them combined? Even a fire sale wouldn't be this cheap!" Yu Yang was speechless. This guy... he was such a spendthrift!

"I had no choice, I was stuck! Besides, I don't know why, my head just went blank, and..." Tang Yuan mumbled.

"Even if you lose these two items, we agreed on a mortgage, and you can just redeem them later. Your father dotes on you so much, he'll only scold you a few times, he's not going to kill you, is he? Anyway, your family has plenty of money! A hundred or two hundred thousand taels of silver, you really care?!" Yu Yang snorted twice.

"Nonsense, these two items are treasures, do you think I don't want to win them back on the spot?" Tang Yuan was somewhat indignant: "You know the old man's family rules, you even saw me experience it once last time... it can really take a layer of skin off!"

"So you're going to keep gambling? What did you bet on this time? You have plenty of valuable things, but you don't have anything worth a hundred or two hundred thousand!" Yu Yang was an experienced person, especially familiar with the psychology of gamblers. This fat man must have bet the worst thing he could have, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"Yes, I really didn't have anything of value on me at the time, and... in the end, in a moment of desperation... I... I... I pawned my wife..." Tang Yuan cried, looking utterly dejected and contemplative. "That's my wife I'm not even married into the family yet!"

"Ah?" Yu Ying exclaimed in surprise, her pretty eyes widening as she stared at Tang Yuan, her gaze filled with disbelief and a hint of disgust deep within. She thought to herself: "Young Master finally seems to have recovered, and these cronies are back again!"

"What? You gambled away your wife? And you even brought her along for something like this?!" Yu Yang nearly fell off his chair, almost fainting! It was too shocking! Absolutely unbelievable!

Tang Yuan's fiancée wasn't just his wife; she was also the daughter of Shen Tianhe, the Director of the Commerce and Tax Bureau under the Pingyang Prince's jurisdiction—a lady from a prominent family, a true heiress! If this got out, the joke would be huge.

Tang Yuan's father, though a wealthy man, had gambled away the daughter of the Commerce and Tax Bureau… If word got out, the Tang family patriarch would surely have all that fat man drained and burned!

"I… I didn't bring her…" Tang Yuan was almost crying: "But I wrote an IOU, using her as collateral for one million taels… It's all in black and white, and… and I even signed it…"

"Idiot! You're such an idiot!" A daughter of the Commerce and Tax Bureau—such a matter concerning the reputation and future of two great families! And she only mortgaged one million taels! Yu Yang, furious, laughed instead: "You even signed it!" "...What about the million taels?"

"Lost...lost everything..." Tang Yuan plopped down on the ground, wailing loudly, the ground trembling. "They said if I don't bring 1.5 million taels within three hours, they won't take the money back, they won't take me back either, they'll just publish this IOU to the public..."

"Damn it!" Yu Yang was speechless. "How can it be 1.5 million taels? Isn't it 1 million taels?"

"This...this is a three-hour grace period..." Tang Yuan cried, snot and tears streaming down his face. "Young Master Yu, you must save me, I...I'm desperate."

"Save you? How can I save you? Where would I get that much money?" Yu Yang refused decisively. He was joking; he could kill more than he could kill, and he was going to give money to a gambler like this? Even if he had it, he wouldn't lend it!

"You don't need the money!" Tang Yuan immediately perked up, blinking his small eyes, and said, "Yang Wei and Meng Shaofeng made a offer, saying that Young Master Yu hasn't been here for a long time. As long as I take you to gamble a few rounds with them, the IOU will be returned to me."

"I actually have that much influence?" Yu Yang shook his head. Judging from the past behavior of this playboy he was under, he probably wasn't much better at gambling, and as for his reputation... his infamy was probably at its peak! But now these people were saying that as long as he went over and gambled a few rounds, they could forgive Fatty's debt. That's over a million taels of silver! If there wasn't something fishy going on, he wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death. February 9th,

Chapter 54: Fatty Tang's Plea for Help

"It's absolutely true! Third Young Master," Tang Yuan grabbed his hand, and Yu Yang immediately felt his hand being enveloped in a layer of grease. "That's exactly what they said! They said that as long as you, Young Master Yu, are there, they'll immediately give me the IOU, and everything will be fine."

"Oh? They really said that?" Yu Yang frowned, a shadow flashing in his eyes. He had already sensed something was wrong! Why did things seem to be changing? Originally, it was this fat man who lost his wife, but how did everything slowly shift to him? It seemed there was some secret involved, and he was the target?

This was definitely a trap!

Putting aside everything else, with the original Yu Yang's incredibly foolish temper, upon hearing that his brother had been bullied like this, he would immediately fly into a rage. Hearing the other party give him so much face, he would instantly become arrogant and reckless, heading there without thinking. And that would be exactly what they had set up! Since the other party has the ability to play the fat man so convincingly, dealing with the former Yu Yang wouldn't be difficult for them either!

If this is a trap set for Yu Yang, then the person who set it up must know Yu Yang's personality inside and out!

If all of this is aimed at him, what are they after? Is it his youth-preserving elixir? A sense of vigilance rose in Yu Yang's heart.

Yu Yang scrutinized the fat man in front of him, secretly calculating what role the fat man was playing in this scheme? Was he friend or foe?! Seeing Tang Yuan's current state of near-frightened panic, Yu Yang secretly concluded: if this fat man wasn't faking it, then he was a complete idiot! If this fat man was faking it, then he was probably a super-acting actor, an Oscar-worthy performer, and a very dangerous person hiding deep inside!

To go? Or not to go?

Yu Yang made a decision instantly. How could he not go to something so fun? With his gambling skills, how could he possibly lose? Besides, how would he know who wanted to deal with him if he didn't go? Yu Yang never allowed enemies to hide in the shadows! He'd find them and eliminate them! That was his consistent style.

Secretly circulating the Desire Refining Heart Sutra, transformed from the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique, a smile appeared on Yu Yang's lips. Even if they resorted to underhanded tactics, he wouldn't lose; cheating with this Yuan Power was far too easy…

"How many silver notes do we have left?" Having made up his mind, Yu Yang turned to ask Ying'er.

Hearing Yu Yang use the word "we" in his question, Yu Ying suddenly felt a surge of shy joy, a strange sweetness in her heart. Blushing, she said, "Currently, Young Master's silver chest contains 120,000 taels of silver notes, 30,000 taels of gold notes, 300 taels of gold leaves, 100 silver ingots, and loose silver..."

"That's enough. You don't need that much." Seeing Yu Ying about to meticulously count, Yu Yang quickly stopped her, otherwise this stubborn girl might have even counted how many copper coins were

left... "Take out 50,000 taels of silver notes, and prepare another ten or so taels of loose silver," Yu Yang said.

"How can this little bit be enough?" Tang Yuan almost jumped up, his face full of pleading. "Boss, Young Master Yu, this isn't even a fraction of the money! Are you trying to kill me? I'm begging you!"

"Fatty, didn't you just say that I'd just show up and give you the IOU? We're going to win money, not give it away! Young Master Tang, why bring so much? It's such a burden! Don't you trust my unparalleled gambling skills?" Yu Yang said seriously.

"Your unparalleled gambling skills?" A pair of narrow eyes widened unusually, a difficult feat for Tang Yuan's chubby face. Tang Yuan's lips twitched, and he almost fainted. If it weren't for his deep fear and frustration, he would have burst out laughing. He thought to himself: Your unparalleled gambling skills... I've never seen you win... If we're talking about losing money, then you really are more like the best.

"Never mind, as long as you go, that's all that matters. As long as I get that IOU back, I won't be afraid of anything! Damn it, how could I have been so impulsive as to gamble with my wife? This is really strange. It's better to bring less money; at least I won't lose too much!"

Yu Yang stuffed the silver notes into his pocket and ordered two horses to be prepared. Tang Yuan was already impatient. His round body rolled to the door with a whoosh, his small eyes darting around, looking very scared: "Hurry up, Young Master Yu! If we run into your old man coming back, we're really doomed. You have no idea how much pressure I face every time I come to your house, sigh..."

Yu Yang smiled, jumped onto the horse, and glanced at him sideways, saying, "I didn't see you being that scared today."

Tang Yuan leaped onto the horse, causing the strong horse to neigh loudly, its hooves buckling and almost collapsing. It struggled to stand up. Perhaps the horse was wondering to itself: "I've carried countless people, even generals in full armor wielding weapons, and I can run with ease. Why is this human so heavy today? A momentary miscalculation almost caused me to stumble!"...

Yu Yang couldn't help but laugh, spurring his horse forward.

Tang Yuan's horse also struggled to its feet, snorting as it followed.

After leaving the house and turning two streets, they reached Dongfeng Avenue, considered the most luxurious street in Qingyang County, bustling with people. Tang Yuan, no longer caring whether his horse could handle it, charged ahead, far ahead, constantly looking back with a worried expression, clearly annoyed that Yu Yang was too slow.

In the blink of an eye, they had already passed the intersection of Dongfeng Street. A short walk south was a restaurant, Qianli Piaoxianglou, owned by the Yang family. Behind the restaurant was a large, unused courtyard, the "Jubaotang" Tang Yuan had mentioned. This secluded place was a den of iniquity for aristocratic young masters, where they could gamble away fortunes! Anything imaginable could be gambled on here.

Just as Yu Yang was about to spur his horse forward, several people suddenly turned around by the roadside. Leading them were two young women. One walked ahead angrily, shouting, "Stop following me! You're so annoying!" The other trotted after them, constantly trying to appease them. Behind them, eight expressionless guards followed closely, also appearing to be daughters of wealthy families.

Yu Yang glanced at the girl and saw her pouting, her face full of sullenness, yet she was quite beautiful. The girl was already angry, and when she saw Yu Yang staring intently at her, she spat and put her hands on her hips, yelling, "What are you looking at? You lecher!" The girl was in a particularly agitated mood, and then she saw Yu Yang, this notorious playboy, staring at her, and she couldn't help but think, "Perfect, I'll take it out on him."

Chapter 55 The Sullen Girl of the Song Family.

Yu Yang's heart stirred; he felt a sense of familiarity with the girl before him, as if he had seen her somewhere in a past life. He searched his memory, but couldn't recall where he had seen her before. However, looking at her oval face, large eyes, and sullen expression, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. This gave Yu Yang a peculiar feeling.

At this moment, Yu Yang felt as if he were looking back at history, frantically searching his memory for his past life. Although he couldn't immediately recall where he had seen her before, the sight of the girl who had stirred his memories still warmed his heart. Looking at her again, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, so he smiled and said, "Miss, we seem to have met somewhere before. You look very familiar."

The girl gritted her teeth and glared at him, "Pah! I also look very familiar with you, you scoundrel! Young Master Yu, what tricks are you trying to pull today? Pretending it's our first meeting?!"

Huh? So they really did know each other? Yu Yang quickly retrieved the information about this spoiled girl from his memory, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, making small talk, "What a coincidence! It turns out we actually know each other, Princess Song."

This is what they call fate? What kind of talk is that?

The eldest daughter of the Song family stared in astonishment, while the young woman behind her couldn't help but chuckle. At that moment, Tang Yuan, seeing that Yu Yang hadn't followed, turned his horse around. Hearing Yu Yang's words, he nearly fell off his horse, filled with admiration. It turned out that Boss Yu was so skilled at flirting with beautiful women; no wonder he was known as the famous playboy of the Silver Phoenix Empire. However, his courage was even more admirable. To dare speak to Song Yuzhi, the most unruly woman in the Silver Phoenix Empire, like that, there were probably very few in the entire Qingyang County!

The girl glared at Yu Yang, a fierce glint slowly forming in her eyes. "Yu Yang, haven't you had enough of being beaten last time? I'm in a bad mood today, I can personally loosen your muscles!"

Yu Yang was startled, only then remembering that this Miss Song Yuzhi was the person he feared most before his fall from his horse and subsequent unconsciousness. It seemed he had done something wrong and been severely beaten by Song Yuzhi, and it had taken him almost half a month to get out of bed…

"Miss Song, how have you been? Cough cough… I mean… I actually have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. See you later." Yu Yang prepared to slip away. Judging from this fiery young woman's posture, it seemed she was about to pounce and attack again. In Yu Yang's memory, this young woman was quite skilled, and even several of her wouldn't be a match for him. While Yu Yang wasn't afraid now, he couldn't reveal his strength too early. Naturally, he had to wisely choose self-preservation. Well, a good man doesn't fight with a woman!

"Stop right there!" Song Yuzhi held her chin high, looking at Yu Yang with an arrogant gaze. "Where are you going? Are you going to do something naughty again? Let me tell you, Yu Yang, since you've run into me, don't even think about doing anything bad. Behave yourself! Let me vent my anger, and I'll let you go!"

Tang Yuan was sweating profusely, stamping his feet repeatedly, inwardly groaning, "I say, Master Yu, you should be avoiding this young lady as much as possible, why did you choose to provoke her? No matter how pretty she is, she's not as important as your own life, is she?"

Looking at the girl's bright eyes, yet displaying such an arrogant and domineering demeanor, Yu Yang suddenly had an idea. He pretended to be evasive and said, "Miss Yuzhi, the place we're going to, well... cough cough, it's very inappropriate for a girl to go there."

"Are you going to a brothel?" Yu Yang couldn't help but sweat. She was indeed bold, even saying such things so bluntly!

Song Yuzhi snorted coldly, glancing at the two with disdain: "You shameless bastards!"

"Who said we were going to a brothel? Do you think everyone thinks like you?" Yu Yang immediately put on an angry, wronged expression: "We're just going to Jubao Hall to gamble a bit... uh?!" Seemingly realizing his slip of the tongue, Yu Yang quickly shut up.

"Jubao Hall? A gambling den?" Hearing the first half of Yu Yang's sentence, Song Yuzhi was already even angrier, but upon hearing the second half, her eyes lit up. Then, she smiled, her eyes darting around, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth: "I've never been before, take me!" Her commanding tone brooked no argument; one couldn't help but admire the incredible leaps in a woman's thinking.

"Miss..." The girl beside her, clearly her personal maid, timidly tugged at her sleeve, trying to dissuade her. This was understandable; the places the two most notorious playboys of Qingyang County were going to were most likely not respectable places. Her young lady was a noblewoman; how could she associate with such people?

Song Yuzhi ignored her completely, excitedly saying, "Don't worry, my cousin keeps talking about Jubaotang. It must be a special place. This time, I'm going to have a good look at it!" With that, she grabbed Yu Yang's ear: "Take me there! If you take me, I'll let you go today!"

Yu Yang could easily have dodged, but a thought crossed his mind, and he didn't try to escape, only grimacing as she dragged him forward by the ear.

The four guards behind them and Song Yuzhi's personal maid exchanged glances, gave a helpless bitter smile, and quickly followed. Yu Yang felt a surge of smugness. Although the纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled, dissolute young man) he had previously possessed was terrified of Song Yuzhi, he understood her personality extremely well. In his memory, Song Yuzhi was a woman who hated evil, loved to fight injustice, was forthright and uninhibited, stubborn and competitive, had clear likes and dislikes, was kind but unambitious, willful but not reckless. Although outwardly unrestrained and carefree, she was a woman of boundless tenderness, very devoted in love, and loved peace.

As for the latter virtues, they were naturally just Yu Yang's own imagination. He had witnessed Song Yuzhi's hatred of evil and her willingness to fight injustice firsthand, and had even paid a heavy price for it, but as for her boundless tenderness, he could only fantasize about it in his heart.

Fatty Tang Yuan sighed deeply. How did such a tigress suddenly appear out of nowhere? If she accidentally saw my IOU… Tang Yuan shuddered: This woman is confident she can spread the news throughout Qingyang within half a day, and the whole country within two days… I might as well just commit suicide quickly. He glanced nervously at Song Yuzhi, feeling as if he were about to vomit bitter herbs.

The group arrived at Qianli Piaoxiang Tower in a grand procession, passing through halls and courtyards, until they reached the large courtyard at the back. Tang Yuan rushed in impatiently, shouting, “Young Master Yu is here! Quickly give me back that…”

Chapter 056 Song Yuzhi's Prestige

With a smug laugh, six young men appeared at the entrance of the main hall. Before they could even speak, they saw Song Yuzhi dragging Yu Yang in by the ear. Their faces immediately changed, turning ashen. They secretly lamented, wondering how they had provoked this young lady.

The current situation in the Silver Phoenix Empire is extremely delicate. His Majesty the Emperor is aging, and the princes are engaged in fierce competition for the throne. Two factions remain neutral: the Song family and the family of Xia Yumeng's father, Prince Pingyang, Xia Aotian. Both factions hold significant influence in both the court and the military.

This young lady, Song Yuzhi, is not comparable to the Song family currently allied with the Yu family. Although they share the same lineage, the Song family is merely a collateral branch of Song Yuzhi's family, and a very peripheral one at that, which is why she was sent here to develop business.

Song Yuzhi is the only beloved daughter of the Song family in the capital. The Song family wields immense power in the court, controlling the empire's military and political power. Song Yuzhi has an older brother named Song Yang, a simple and honest man lacking ambition and drive. Although he bears the title of the young master of the Song family, he lacks the prestige and domineering presence befitting a young master, and is somewhat unworthy of the title.

Song Yuzhi, on the other hand, was exceptionally intelligent from a young age. She could only pretend to be strong to protect her brother from being bullied. As a result, the Song family valued Song Yuzhi highly and spoiled her rotten. However, this young lady Yuzhi was extremely talented. At a young age, she had already achieved considerable skill in Yuanli cultivation. In addition, she was extremely righteous and had a far-reaching reputation in the empire, known as the "nemesis of spoiled brats." She was feeling a bit bored in the capital, so she came to Qingyang County to relax. As a result, the spoiled brats of Qingyang County suffered. Today, including Yu Yang, all eight young masters here have suffered at her hands.

Speaking of the Song family patriarch, Song Xuan, he is also a super Yuanli master, said to have reached the Martial Saint realm. He is the only old man in the empire who can directly challenge the Prime Minister, and his position is also equivalent, being an Imperial Grand Duke. As for Song Yuzhi's father, Song Wudi, and her three uncles are all Imperial Generals, and her brother also serves in the military. They are incredibly powerful, and at present, they can be considered the most prestigious and powerful family in the empire.

However, this Song family, from the oldest to the youngest, has a particularly bad habit: they are extremely protective of their own. Especially Song Yuzhi's father, Song Wudi, is so protective that he is unreasonable, making him arguably the empire's number one ruthless bully. If anyone dares to bully his daughter, Song Wudi can even immediately mobilize the army to retaliate.

Who would dare to provoke such a lawless bully who can mobilize the army at will? Even with the Empress protecting the princes, Song Yuzhi still dared to discipline them. How much more so would these petty nobles from small towns? If they fell into this young lady's hands, they'd definitely get a beating, and for no reason at all!

A "powerful" figure even the princes couldn't afford to offend, let alone these纨绔 (spoiled brats)!

And now, this little princess of the Song family had actually come here…

"I can't help it," Yu Yang tilted his head, shrugged, and pointed to the small, white hand still twisting his ear: "Look at my posture, what can I do? If any of you have any ideas, you can just tell them to leave, just don't mention me!"

"What? You don't welcome me? Do you think I don't have money?!" Song Yuzhi glared, pulled out her money pouch with a clatter, waved it triumphantly, and raised her extremely beautiful eyebrows: "This young lady has plenty of money!"

The group of纨绔 swayed precariously, trembling with fear. You may have plenty of money, but the question is: who dares to beat you? Whoever wins your money, your father will bring a large army to collect the debt the next day. That's the best-case scenario. If Old Master Song gets interested and comes to our house, then... are we even allowed to live?

Tang Yuan didn't care what they were thinking. His eyes were already blazing with fire: "Stop talking nonsense and give me back my... you know! Young Master Yu is here and can't run away. You promised me! A true man keeps his word. How can a man without integrity stand between heaven and earth!"

Even with Yu Yang's composure, he almost vomited after hearing the fat man's last words. With your character and actions, you dare to call yourself a true man? Don't you dare insult the word "true man"!

Among the six young men, the one with the calm expression was Yang Xiao, Yang Zhi's nephew. The two young men behind him were Yang Wei and Yang Lin, who had clashed with Yu Yang; they were both his brothers. Standing beside him was a slender young man with a small mustache and deep, unwavering eyes. He was Meng Haizhou, the young master of the newly risen Meng family in Qingyang. He was said to be a descendant of Minister Meng from the capital. Since Qingyang County prospered, many aristocratic families in the capital had wanted a piece of the pie, so they had all sent their nephews and nieces to expand their territories. Meng Haizhou was a man of considerable talent. Behind him were two men, Meng Liang and Meng Fei, also members of the Meng family.

Yang Xiao, all smiles, said, "Miss Song, your presence is an honor! We're too busy welcoming you to come in. Please, come in quickly!" He then turned to the side, saying, "Serve Miss Song well! If she's not satisfied, I'll skin you alive!" Turning back, he smiled again and winked at Meng Haizhou, saying, "Now that Young Master Yu is here, this joke should end. Look how anxious Young Master Tang is, he's even sweating. A true man should keep his word. Let's return that thing to him first."

Meng Haizhou nodded and said to Tang Yuan, "Young Master Tang, you can have the thing, but the 1.5 million taels of silver must not be less!" Tang Yuan only wanted the IOU back; although the 1.5 million taels of silver was not a small sum, he didn't care much. He readily agreed.

Yu Yang watched coldly, inwardly sneering; Tang Yuan was indeed afraid of this matter, but these two might not be entirely without scruples! Even if Tang Yuan hadn't invited them, they would never have dared to publish Tang Yuan's IOU, because that would inevitably provoke a full-scale counterattack from the Tang and Sun families, making them mortal enemies and ultimately leading to mutual destruction! So, while this matter seems significant, once you think it through, it's not a big deal. Their target is still mostly themselves!

However, after Tang Yuan retrieved the IOU, he no longer has these concerns, and rumors will inevitably spread, used to attack the Tang family. This is foreseeable.

"What makes Young Master Tang so anxious? Let me see, I'll broaden my horizons!" Song Yuzhi was clearly restless and extremely curious. Seeing Tang Yuan holding a piece of paper in his hand, looking relieved, she was immediately curious and stretched out her delicate white hand.

Tang Yuan's face fell, and with lightning speed, he threw the paper into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, smacked his lips, and looked completely innocent. It's amazing how his neck, full of fat, could stretch out like a giraffe in an instant!

"You fatso, you dare to mess with me? You have some nerve!" Song Yuzhi was furious. She lunged forward, grabbing Tang Yuan by the collar and lifting his nearly 400-pound body up. She shouted angrily, "Spit it out right now!"

The other seven people, including Yu Yang, watched with their eyebrows twitching uncontrollably. They swallowed hard, their mouths twitching, their eyes squinting, their lips turning pale.

"Ahem, Miss Song, actually, that note wasn't anything special; Young Master Yu has been injured and hasn't been able to come out lately, and everyone misses him terribly; I just made a bet with Fatty Tang, the note said 'Are you coming or not', if Young Master Yu doesn't come, then I'll eat the note, if Young Master Yu does come, then Fatty Tang will eat it; hmm, it's that simple, Fatty Tang is truly a man of his word, he really keeps his promise, haha." Meng Haizhou chuckled twice, quickly trying to smooth things over. This man did have some quick wit, managing to cover it up perfectly with just a few words. If Fatty Tang really did vomit up the note, and Song Yuzhi saw its contents, then things would really become a big deal!

Yu Yang raised an eyebrow, secretly glancing at Meng Haizhou, thinking that this man was indeed no simple character, able to come up with such a flawless reason in such a short time, and deliver it without batting an eye, so logically and clearly. To be honest, for a moment just now, Yu Yang almost secretly planned to make the fat man vomit up the note, completely using Song Yuzhi to ignite this storm. However, although the fat man was unworthy, he was still Yu Yang's good friend. Besides, Yu Yang was confident that he could easily teach these few纨绔 (spoiled brats) a lesson, so he reluctantly gave up the idea! But what if... he still had to... cough cough cough...

Song Yuzhi looked at everyone with suspicion, and the纨绔 immediately nodded like chickens pecking at rice: "That's right, that's correct." Only then did she put Tang Yuan down.

Tang Yuan's face was almost purple from being choked, and he gagged several times, always afraid that he would vomit up the note, and finally barely managed to hold it in.

"Please come in, everyone." Yang Xiao was the owner of this mansion, and adopted a welcoming attitude.

Yu Yang chuckled, adopting an arrogant and domineering demeanor, and strode in. He plopped down in a grand chair, his legs crossed and swinging back and forth. His posture was that of a typical scoundrel, a typical dissolute.

Song Yuzhi frowned deeply, immediately displeased, and almost kicked him again.

"You missed me, didn't you? Well, I also missed your...money." Yu Yang smiled wickedly. "How do you want to play? Let's draw up the rules."

Chapter 57 Mu Guiying's Scheme

"Young Master Yu is indeed straightforward!" Meng Haizhou gave a thumbs-up, praising, "As expected of Young Master Yu, truly brimming with generosity, just like the old Master Xia of Pingyang back in the day!" This was a seemingly complimentary but actually sarcastic remark, full of irony, but the original Yu Yang might not have understood it!

As he spoke, Meng Haizhou glanced sideways at Tang Yuan: "We just played a little dice game with Young Master Tang, and he couldn't take it anymore. How about we settle things with a dice game? I wonder if Young Master Yu has the guts?" Tang Yuan's face immediately turned red to his ears, and he snorted a few times, but remained silent.

"Dice?" Yu Yang muttered, "We'll bet on that. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" He sighed inwardly: Another provocation! If it were the old Yu Yang, he would have been led by the nose! But now that he's met me, it's their own fault for falling into the trap.

"I'll count myself!" Song Yuzhi said enthusiastically. Meng Haizhou's head immediately throbbed.

"Someone, bring tea to our distinguished guests!" Yang Xiao hurriedly called out.

Several cups of tea were brought in, one for each person. Tang Yuan picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Wiping his mouth, he said, "Young Master Yu, I'm counting on you! You have to avenge me!"

Yu Yang laughed wildly, picked up his teacup, and his eyes quickly swept over everyone's faces.

At that moment, Yu Yang sensed that Yang Xiao and Meng Haizhou both showed a hint of joy; he couldn't help but feel suspicious, lowered his head to examine the tea, brought it to his lips and smelled it, saying, "Can such inferior tea be used to entertain people? It's really too low-class." He slammed the tea down heavily on the table.

Yu Yang had already smelled it; the tea had a very strong hallucinogenic herb scent. This strange smell was somewhat similar to the smell of poppy, and its effects were probably similar as well. Drinking it might not have any serious harm to the body, but it would likely have some effect on one's mind. Looking at Meng Haizhou's brightly colored clothes with somewhat chaotic patterns, one would immediately find them strange, and there was also a scent on him that, when mixed with the scent of the hallucinogenic herb, immediately made one's heart waver.

It seems there's something wrong with the tea, the clothes, and the fragrance! And it's all interconnected; it seems there's an extremely powerful pharmacist behind these people!

No wonder Tang Yuan even bet his wife on it—so that's how it is!

Looking at Song Yuzhi's tea, it was crystal clear, without any unusual ingredients, clearly without any drugs. After all, they dared not offend the Song family's power.

"Hurry up and get Third Young Master a new cup of tea!" Yang Xiao said calmly. Seeing that Yu Yang didn't drink it, another plan immediately came to mind.

"Forget it, why bother? We're here to gamble, not to drink tea. If we really wanted tea, we wouldn't be here." Yu Yang said lazily, "This cup will do, no need to change it." He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. "Come on, let's get started, I can't wait."

Yang Xiao and Meng Haizhou, among others, were all delighted, saying, "As Young Master Yu says." They then ordered a servant to lead the way, and the group filed into an empty hall. Inside, besides a large stone table and dozens of chairs, there was nothing else. They hadn't encountered anyone else along the way! It seemed this place was closed for the day to deal with Yu Yang…

As they walked, Yu Yang suddenly sneezed, spraying snot and saliva all over Tang Yuan, soaking his robe. Tang Yuan cried out and hurriedly wiped himself clean.

Yu Yang rubbed his nose, spat, and muttered to himself, "Strange, why do I feel dizzy and want to sneeze?" Yang Xiao and Meng Haizhou exchanged a glance, both beaming with joy: "The medicine is starting to take effect, hahaha!"

In a luxurious room at the Thousand Miles Fragrance Pavilion, Yang Ying, the manager of the Treasure Hall, stood respectfully beside a middle-aged beauty, carefully observing her expression, occasionally glancing outside the room, her face showing a somewhat absent-minded look. Yang Ying was very beautiful; almost every man who had seen her would say so.

Her beauty wasn't just limited to her stunningly beautiful face; what truly drew attention were her two mounds of flesh. It's likely that everyone who saw Yang Ying for the first time would notice her breasts.

Today, she wore a low-cut silk dress, its narrow waist tightly enveloping her shapely hips. The close-fitting silk fabric was stretched high by her breasts, the neckline undone, revealing large expanses of white skin and a captivating cleavage between her high peaks. Her skin

was white, soft, and trembling like peeled jelly, looking incredibly luxurious to the touch. Unfortunately, today she was facing another woman, a woman just as beautiful and alluring as herself. Therefore, her unparalleled charm seemed somewhat wasted.

Seemingly unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere in the room, Yang Ying couldn't help but break the silence: "Madam, isn't it too hasty to entrust today's task to those spoiled brats like Yang Xiao? If they mess it up, wouldn't we lose an opportunity?"

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly and said: "Yu Yang is just a complete spoiled brat. To send heavyweights to deal with such a person is to overestimate him. Even if this plan fails, given his character, we will surely have many more opportunities. There's really no need to take him too seriously. Besides, if higher-level people are mixed with such low-class spoiled brats, they will seem out of place and more likely to be exposed, ruining the matter."

"Although Yu Yang is a spoiled brat, he also thinks highly of himself. If we send some high-minded and cunning people to deal with Yu Yang, it will only backfire." She raised an eyebrow, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "

Although Yang Xiao and Yang Wei are unscrupulous, they are actually quite compatible with Yu Yang; that's how everyone has their uses! Using playboys to deal with playboys, especially brainless playboys like Yu Yang, with the two of them as the main force, will actually produce unexpected and wonderful results." "If we have to use our core strength to deal with someone like Yu Yang, he probably won't be willing to cooperate. Besides, hehe..." He chuckled softly, leaving the rest of the meaning unspoken, but everyone understood: Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

Experts are meant to fight experts! Good steel should be used where it's needed most! Sending top experts to deal with unarmed ordinary people will not only make the task easier for them, but will also make them feel deeply humiliated!

If a refined piece of music is played for a butcher, not only will the musician feel extremely frustrated, but even the butcher will feel like he's sitting on pins and needles, or perhaps he'll fall asleep.

Yang Ying looked at Madam Mu Guiying with admiration, a feeling of reverence welling up in her heart. Madam Mu Guiying's abilities had always been her goal.

Chapter 58 Has the God of Gamblers Possessed Him?

Inside the Jubao Hall, Song Yuzhi sat down first with a carefree attitude, and said in a sweet voice, "Alright, let's start, how are we going to gamble?" Seeing Song

Yuzhi's demeanor, the several spoiled young masters exchanged bewildered glances, feeling a pang of anxiety. They dared not win against this young lady, but if they didn't, they'd be paying to play along, ruining their plans. Thinking this, Yang Xiao and Meng Haizhou exchanged a look, then their gaze fell on the seemingly indifferent Yu Yang. Their brows furrowed, and an idea formed in their minds.

"How about we go with Young Master Yu's usual practice? A thousand taels to start? Or… something a little higher?" As everyone sat down around the table, Yang Xiao spoke with a smile.

"A thousand taels to start?!" Song Yuzhi exclaimed, her fair face flushing red. "You're betting that much?" "Although she's the only daughter of the Song family, her daily needs are always perfectly taken care of. Aside from buying some gold and silver jewelry when she feels like it, she doesn't have many other expenses. She usually carries a hundred or two hundred taels of silver, which is already quite a lot. I never imagined she'd be betting a thousand taels here! The total amount of silver in her purse is only about eleven...

Actually, that's normal. A thousand taels of silver weighs at least several dozen kilograms. Even a nouveau riche wouldn't actually carry several dozen kilograms of silver around, after all, banknotes still exist in this world...

"A thousand taels? ...How long would that take? This young master doesn't have that much time. Let's be quick, ten thousand taels per bet as the minimum, no upper limit, that's settled." Yu Yang laughed heartily, "This young master has plenty of silver, this small amount is nothing to worry about!"

Tang Yuan was startled: "A bet of a thousand taels is already quite a lot, Young Master Yu." He knew very well that Yu Yang had only brought fifty thousand taels with him. If the minimum bet was ten thousand taels with no upper limit, and luck wasn't on his side, he could lose it all in no time. But then he thought, it

's better to lose it all sooner rather than later. He had already lost quite a bit today, and besides, he had already gotten the IOU back. He couldn't let his brother lose it too. If he only lost fifty thousand taels, it wouldn't be a big deal. After thinking it over, he didn't stop him. "Young Master Yu is so straightforward! I love dice the most. Everyone relies on luck, a flip and two heads, fair and just." Meng Haizhou laughed and said.

"Enough nonsense, hurry up, how do we play? High or low, or guessing?" Yu Yang seemed a little impatient. If someone were observant, they would see that Yu Yang's eyes seemed to be red, indicating that the drug was starting to take effect.

The opportunity was approaching!

Meng Haizhou glanced at Yu Yang without showing any emotion and said, "Let's keep it simple, guess high or low, how about it?"

Yu Yang nodded, "Okay!"

To be fair, everyone participating took out enough silver notes, and then they took turns rolling the dice. Whoever rolled the highest number became the dealer. Depending on the number of people, if there were seven people, it would be seven rolls per dealer; if there were six people, it would be six rolls. After each round, there would be a final roll where the winner would become the dealer.

After some polite exchanges, Yu Yang, Meng Haizhou, Meng Fei, Yang Xiao, and Yang Wei participated in the game; Tang Yuan, being penniless, could only watch. Song Yuzhi arrived in a huff, but didn't have enough silver. Without enough silver, even the Emperor himself wouldn't give her any leeway, so she could only remain a spectator. Her pretty face was flushed with anger, clearly feeling humiliated.

Yu Yang's mind raced. He couldn't let such a powerful backer go unused. He said, "Miss Yuzhi is a woman, so naturally she can't fool around with us. In my opinion, how about Miss Yuzhi bet on 'Piao Hong'?"

"What's 'Piao Hong'?" Song Yuzhi's eyes lit up.

"Piao Hong is an off-the-books bet. It means you don't participate in the game, but you can still place a bet! For example, if you bet five taels of silver and I win, and I lose, it's because I dragged you down, and you won't get your five taels back. It's considered a shared bet, split among the other gamblers. But if I win, it's because you brought me good luck, and you can get back ten taels, including your initial bet and interest." Yu Yang explained in detail.

"Great!" Song Yuzhi immediately became excited. "Then I'll bet five...five taels on you for the first round!"

Yu Yang laughed loudly: "A beautiful woman betting brings great luck! I'm sure to win!"

Yang Xiao and the others looked at him with cold smiles, each thinking: Laugh, laugh, you'll be crying soon!

Everyone had rolled the dice, leaving only Yu Yang. Meng Haizhou currently had the highest score: a six, two fives, and a sixteen – a very high number for three dice! Unless it was a lucky leopard (a player with a winning hand) rolling eighteen, only seventeen could beat him.

Yang Xiao and the others wore smug expressions. As long as Meng Haizhou was the dealer, they were confident they could keep it going until Yu Yang, that fool, lost everything! Once he was blinded by greed, they could smoothly continue their pre-arranged plan.

Yu Yang held the three jade dice in his hand, a half-smile on his face, but inwardly he cursed. Tricks in the tea were one thing, but the dice were rigged too! Something was clearly added, making it extremely difficult to predict the outcome.

It certainly wasn't filled with lead, because if it were lead, there would be an imbalance, but it was clearly very evenly distributed. Only a fluid substance like mercury could create such unpredictable variations. Only those familiar with its intricacies could roll the desired number. Ordinary people, even if they sensed the trick, would be helpless. As for himself…

Yu Yang blew a breath, twisted his wrist, and the three dice clattered into the dice cup, making a pleasant sound. At the same time, Yu Yang's right hand rested on the table, and a wisp of air, as thin as a needle, silently emanated from his fingertips, extending into the dice cup…

Everyone held their breath, their eyes wide.

The three dice rolled a few times and then stopped.

“This… how is this possible?” Yang Wei exclaimed, his eyes wide with disappointment.

Meng Haizhou's group sighed in disappointment, except for Tang Yuan, who cheered loudly, gesturing wildly and laughing heartily.

Two sixes, one five, seventeen! Exactly one point higher than Meng Haizhou's highest score.

Meng Haizhou's team's hopes were dashed, everyone dumbfounded: "Yu Yang is incredibly lucky today! Is he possessed by the God of Gamblers?"

Yu Yang exclaimed joyfully, "Hahaha, Miss Yu Zhi is indeed lucky, she's brought me good fortune! It's truly a day of destiny, today I'm destined to dominate!" He closed the dice cup, shaking it in his hand, urging, "Place your bets, place your bets, place your bets now!" He looked impatient.

"Smash!" Yu Yang slammed the dice cup onto the stone table, then released it, one hand lightly resting on the edge of the table, his face tense. But his inner strength had already seeped into the bottom of the dice cup, ready to be unleashed!

Chapter 59 Yu Yang's Dominance

Yang Xiao and the others all stared at Meng Haizhou. Among them, Meng Haizhou was the most skilled gambler, and he also had some experience with dice. Especially since these were specially made dice he had prepared himself, he was naturally quite confident. Everyone was determined to make Yu Yang lose everything as quickly as possible!

Meng Haizhou suddenly opened his closed eyes and confidently said, "Big!" He then picked up a 50,000 tael silver note and placed it on the "Big" side. Yang Xiao and the others followed suit, all placing their bets on "Big," their faces showing anticipation for a good show.

Tang Yuan was startled. He knew that Yu Yang only had 50,000 taels of silver notes with him. If he lost, he might not even be able to afford this one bet. What should they do?

Yu Yang calmly channeled his inner energy, causing the dice to flip silently. He then leisurely announced, "Place your bets—it's open!" The dice cup was lifted, revealing three dice: one two and two one, totaling only four points—small!

Meng Haizhou's face changed drastically! How could this be? He clearly heard that at least one of the three dice was a six, giving him a 90% chance of getting a big one. Yet, there was no six. Had he been careless and misheard a one as a six?!

Yu Yang, without any hesitation, collected all the silver notes in front of everyone. He first handed Song Yuzhi ten taels of silver, then took out a thousand-tael note and gave it to her, smiling as he said, "Miss Yuzhi, congratulations on your fortune! Thank you for your good luck. In addition to the red note, here's another thousand taels for you!"

Song Yuzhi held the silver note in her small hand, her eyebrows and eyes beaming with joy, her large eyes narrowing into slits. With a heart full of brotherly loyalty, Yang Xiao patted Yu Yang on the shoulder and praised, "Well done, Yu Yang! I'll bet on you again next round! I'll bet all of this thousand taels!" He completely forgot that the man in front of him was a notorious playboy he utterly disliked…

Yang Xiao gave a dry laugh and said, "Young Master Yu is really lucky, a winning start." He secretly gave Meng Haizhou a questioning look. Meng Haizhou's face was grave, and he shook his head, clearly unsure of what had happened.

Yu Yang had taken hallucinogens, and the dice were his usual 'water jade' dice—could it just be a coincidence? However, his skill in listening to the dice was not yet at a very high level, and it was possible to mishear. Anyway, it was only one round, and as long as he won it back later, he would have plenty of time and capital...

But in the next few rounds, Yu Yang still inexplicably dominated, winning one after another. The silver notes in front of him instantly multiplied, forming a high stack of over three million taels. With Song Yuzhi by his side, he had already won a full twenty thousand taels of silver notes. As for the Yang brothers and the Meng brothers, they were all ashen-faced.

"You...you...you cheated! You cheated!" Yang Wei stood up, his face flushed red. He had bet the most, and of the more than seven hundred thousand taels of silver notes he had, he was left with only a pitiful few. He pointed at Yu Yang, his face red with anger.

Not to mention Yang Wei, even Meng Haizhou became increasingly suspicious. How could he have guessed wrong time and time again? On the other hand, Yu Yang's eyes seemed to be getting more and more confused, yet why was he winning non-stop like

he was possessed by the God of Wealth? One or two coincidences might exist, but so many coincidences simply didn't make sense! "If you don't have money, get off! If you can't afford to lose, don't play!" Yu Yang didn't even look at him, his nostrils flaring, and said disdainfully, "To catch a thief red-handed, you need to catch an adulterer in the act; which eye of yours saw me cheat? Miss Yu Zhi is a master, sitting right next to me, did I do anything wrong?"

Yang Wei glared at him fiercely, almost wanting to devour him whole, but Yu Yang brought up Song Yu Zhi, and given their guilty consciences, he immediately fell silent!

Song Yuzhi didn't really understand the rules, much less the expert Yu Yang claimed she was, but she had been betting on Yu Yang and had already won 20,000 taels in the last few rounds. She was in high spirits when she heard this and couldn't help but scoff, "How boring! You laugh when you win, rushing people to get reinforcements, but when you lose you accuse them of cheating. Your Yang family is really something! I was right next to Yu Xiaozi, he was just rolling the dice normally, how can you cheat like that? What does 'cheating' even mean?!"

"Who...rushed people to get reinforcements?" Yang Wei asked, somewhat unsure.

"Him!" Song Yuzhi pointed at Tang Yuan and said righteously, "He went to call Jun Moxie over. It would be strange if he didn't get reinforcements! Besides, with the gambling so lively, the famously gambling young master Tang just watched, which means you guys had already gambled him out! He only stopped gambling because he had no money left! Do you really think your young lady is stupid?"

Everyone was somewhat surprised, not expecting this usually fiery and impulsive girl to have such a meticulous mind!

...

In the backyard, a maid hurried into the room and respectfully reported, "Reporting to Madam, Miss Song Yuzhi of the Song family and Yu Yang have come to Jubaotang together, and the gambling has already started."

Upon hearing this, Mu Guiying frowned and asked in surprise, "Are you sure that the young princess of the Song family entered Jubaotang?"

The maid bowed her head respectfully and said, "Yes, Madam, I saw Miss Song Yuzhi enter Jubaotang with Yu Yang, and the gambling has already started.

" "How could it be such a coincidence? Since Song Yuzhi is involved, you must immediately inform Yang Xiao and Yang Wei to leave under some pretext. Even if they lose some money, it doesn't matter. The important thing is to stop the gambling immediately. However, we can't let Yu Yang and the others become suspicious. Go and do it!" Upon hearing that Song Yuzhi had also entered the gambling den, Mu Guiying immediately ordered the maid to inform Yang Xiao and the others to cancel the gambling. At the same time, she sighed softly, "I don't know if Yu Yang did it intentionally or by chance, but he managed to bring the Song family into this. If it was intentional, then we need to re-evaluate this person." "Perhaps I'm overthinking it."

Yang Ying, seeing Mu Guiying's caution, exclaimed in surprise, "Madam, is it really necessary to be so careful with a spoiled brat like Yu Yang? Even if Miss Song were to come in, it shouldn't pose much of a problem!"

Mu Guiying shook her head and said, "Since Song Yuzhi has gotten involved, things have already become unpredictable. Since things have become unpredictable, it's better to give up early to avoid creating unnecessary complications and alerting the enemy. It's better to let that spoiled brat win some money, embolden his arrogance, and lower our guard, making it easier for us to find another opportunity next time." "

Although Mu Guiying reacted promptly and correctly, unfortunately, she didn't expect that things had already spiraled out of her control, and it was too late.

Inside the Jubao Hall, everyone's emotions were completely stirred up, plunging them into a frenzy.

Next, due to Yang Wei's protest, the betting method was changed three times in succession. Yu Yang arrogantly shouted, infuriating the six纨绔 (sons of wealthy families) to the point of fuming, his words sharp and venomous, yet his skills were undeniable, managing to win so much that the纨绔 were left speechless and penniless!

Yu Yang, beaming with pride, busied himself with dividing the spoils with the beaming Song Yuzhi, oblivious to everyone else. A huge pile of silver notes left the others sitting there dumbfounded, staring at each other, almost infuriated by Yu Yang's exaggerated counting of the notes.

'That's all ours!'" Taking advantage of Yu

Yang's inattention, Song Yuzhi's eyes darted around, and she suddenly grabbed a handful of silver notes, at least ten thousand taels, and stuffed them into her ample bosom with lightning speed. She puffed out her shapely chest and hummed, "Yu Yang, you won this time entirely because I was there to bring you good fortune. You won't mind if I take a little more?"

"You've already stuffed it in your bosom, it would be rude of me to snatch it. How could I mind?" Yu Yang touched his nose and smiled wryly. "Not at all, how could I mind? If it weren't for Miss Yuzhi bringing me good luck, how could I have won so decisively? It's only right, only right."

Song Yuzhi's eyes lit up, and her little tiger teeth showed again: "Then... shall I grab another handful?"

Yu Yang was startled and glanced at her sideways, saying, "Grandma, you've taken your winnings, and you've taken mine too. You can't be so shameless!" "

Hehehe... I was just teasing you. It's just a little bit of money, look how stingy you are!" Song Yuzhi laughed heartily, feeling that she had made the right decision to come out today. Not only had she indulged in gambling, but she had also suddenly earned such a substantial income! Including her bets and the money she had just robbed, her net income was now nearly 200,000 taels! How wonderful!

A little bit of money? Hundreds of thousands of taels, and it's still a little bit of money? The fat man next to her also wanted a share, but after watching for a while, he was too embarrassed to make a move. He looked pitifully at Jun Xie, but Jun Xie didn't even look at him. He was extremely depressed. He was a man, after all, and couldn't act like a little girl and rob her. I'm crying, why am I not a little girl!

Yu Yang was also depressed: You, a fat man weighing over 400 pounds, make this resentful little wife expression, does it look like it? It's like a pig's head with a bitter gourd on it. I was going to give you some pocket money, but after seeing your face... I took it back!

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