Chapter 181 of Ten Scenery Satin

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Wen Yuan's hand continued to explore deeper, his fingertips gently caressing the hair on her genitals. Little Murong's breathing became more rapid; her body tried to jump, but because her limbs were bound by bandages, she was forced to fall back down as soon as she tried to push herself up, her buttocks slapping the table in a crisp rhythm.

"Ah...ah..." Little Murong struggled, panting, her legs trembling slightly, fluid seeping from between her legs, her labia wide open, and unknowingly, her clitoris erect. Wen Yuan scooped up some of the fluid with his fingers, rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, and couldn't help but laugh, "Little Yin, you're not only wet quickly today, but you're also wetting more than usual." Little Murong was embarrassed and gasped, "You...you're talking nonsense...I didn't!"

Wen Yuan laughed, "You still won't admit it?" He patted her with his right hand, rubbing his palm against her genitals. Xiao Murong groaned a few times, feeling her whole body go limp. Just as she was becoming dazed, Wen Yuan's palm was covered in a large patch of love fluid, which he waved in front of her. Xiao Murong looked over, her vision blurry, and saw that his hand was wet, as if he had just washed it. She blushed with shame and whispered, "Don't bully me, please...please let me

go..." Wen Yuan stroked her soft, silky thigh skin and laughed, "You're usually too naughty, today's a good day to teach you a lesson, how can I let you go?" Xiao Murong cried out urgently, "You! You're so annoying, I...I don't want to be tied up like this! It's so embarrassing...please, let me go..."

Wen Yuan saw her pitiful appearance, yet the love fluid between her thighs was flowing continuously, with a few drops already dripping from the table to the edge, hanging there, threatening to fall. Her body's reaction didn't match her words.

He gently pinched Xiao Murong's clitoris and chuckled, "You seem quite pleased. Don't you enjoy trying new things?"

Xiao Murong's private parts were intensely stimulated, and she immediately let out a soft moan, her face flushed as she cried out, "I... ahh, ahha, ya! But... in this position, I can't move..." Wen Yuan laughed, "Then I'll do it."

Saying this, he bent down, unbuttoned her top, revealing her pleasing breasts, and gently kissed them.

When he kissed the pink tip, Xiao Murong's body trembled again, beads of sweat appearing on her fair skin. She breathed heavily and whispered, "Okay...okay, stop, hurry...hurry..." Wen Yuan straightened up and began to loosen his belt, laughing, "So eager?" Xiao Murong's pretty face flushed red as she said, "Don't forget, Big Brother is still waiting for us." Wen Yuan laughed, "So, we're in a bit of a rush?" Xiao Murong smiled coquettishly, "Well, either you let me go first, and we'll come back after Big Brother leaves...otherwise, you can only do it for a moment this time." Wen Yuan laughed, "A moment is fine too." Saying this, he grabbed Xiao Murong's thigh, pulled her back, and thrust his body forward.

Xiao Murong felt a hot, hard object slowly being inserted, and immediately cried out in surprise, "Ah, ahh..." Because she was lying flat on the table, her private parts were horizontally facing Wen Yuan, and Wen Yuan's penis easily penetrated deep into her body. Xiao Murong suddenly felt her whole body tense up, and she couldn't help but cry out, involuntarily trying to squeeze her legs together.

But with the bandages binding her, this was naturally futile.

Wen Yuan thrust several times in succession, and Xiao Murong had no ability to resist. Only her waist arched and fell repeatedly, and beads of sweat flowed on her snow-white abdomen, reflecting Wen Yuan's movements. Xiao Murong gasped for breath, occasionally shaking her head from side to side, tears welling in her eyes, and cried out, "Ah, no... too... too deep... ah! oh dear!" Seeing her intense reaction, Wen Yuan quickly slowed down and asked, "Xiao Yin, does it hurt?" Xiao Murong gasped, "No... no... it's just that I... I... I can't take it, you're going too deep... if this continues, I... I will..." Suddenly her face flushed red, and she stopped speaking. Wen Yuan asked, "What will happen?" Xiao Murong turned her face away, her face shy, and whispered, "I... I... that..."

Wen Yuan saw her stammering, much shyer than usual, and wondered what secret she was hiding. He couldn't help but feel intrigued and laughed, "If you don't tell me, I'll just ask about your body." He began to move his hips again, their thighs colliding, his penis moving in and out rapidly, the sound of lubricating fluid filling the air.

Little Murong groaned repeatedly, her face flushed with embarrassment, and cried out urgently, "No...no! Really...no...ah...ah ha, ah ha, ha..." She cried out a few times, and Wen Yuan's hand touched her face, his fingertips caressing her cherry lips, easing her protests and turning them into comfortable gasps. While panting, Little Murong felt a warmth on her breasts, which Wen Yuan had grasped and gently played with, his fingers subtly teasing her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her. Little Murong shook her head in shame, gasping softly, "Wen...Yuan...brother...ah ah...Brother Wen...please, let me go...if...if this continues, I...I'll..."

Wen Yuan's fingers moved to her inner thighs, and he said softly, "What will you do?" His fingers then moved again, kneading her clitoris, stimulating Little Murong until her whole body tensed, she cried out loudly, her mind went blank, and a surge of intense excitement rushed through her, making her think she was about to faint.

At this moment, their position allowed for deep penetration, but it provided less stimulation to the clitoris, so theoretically, Xiao Murong's pleasure should have been weaker. However, Wen Yuan used a two-pronged approach, gently caressing her with his fingers, and the effect was surprisingly good. Xiao Murong was immediately overwhelmed by this double stimulation, moaning incessantly, no longer able to ask Wen Yuan to stop. Her lips trembled slightly, exhaling warm breaths, and the soft flesh of her private parts contracted in waves, as if countless tiny tongues were licking Wen Yuan's penis.

Wen Yuan grew increasingly excited, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss Xiao Murong's nipples, his lips trembling as he could faintly hear her sweet moans: "Ah...so good, so comfortable...ah ha, ha, I can't take it anymore..." Hearing this, Wen Yuan felt even more aroused, knowing that when Xiao Murong's words became incoherent and she lost control, it meant she was close to climax. He intensified his thrusting, rubbing Xiao Murong's tender skin even more intensely.

The table creaked and shook, and Xiao Murong's body throbbed violently, almost whimpering as she cried out, "Ah...no, I really can't take it anymore! I...I can't hold back!"

Just then, Wen Yuan embraced Xiao Murong's slender waist, let out a soft cry, and released his hot semen, pouring it all into Xiao Murong's body. Xiao Murong gasped in surprise, her face burning, and she tightly closed her eyes, her expression extremely shy. Wen Yuan ejaculated, his waist relaxing, and he breathed a sigh of relief, softly saying, "Xiao Yin!" Xiao Murong hummed in response, her voice unsteady, her face flushing with even more shyness, but she still didn't open her eyes.

Seeing that she was already finished but still so shy, Wen Yuan was about to tease her when he suddenly felt a wetness between his legs. A trickle of fluid dripped onto his penis, and a strange smell mixed with the aroma of tea wafted into his nose.

Wen Yuan froze, then, seeing Xiao Murong's tightly closed eyes and shy expression, he suddenly realized what was happening and quickly looked down. He saw that Xiao Murong's crotch was soaking wet; besides the original overflowing love fluid, another stream of pale yellow fluid had gushed out, further wetting their genitals.

Little Murong opened her eyes and saw Wen Yuan staring at her incontinent state. So ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground, she cried out, "Stop it! Don't look!" Wen Yuan, however, watched the entire scene unfold, seeing the stream of water emanating from her lower body, its force waning until it became tiny droplets, dripping onto the ground. Little Murong was overwhelmed with shame; had her hands not been restrained, she would have covered her face long ago.

Wen Yuan scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Is this... over?" Little Murong turned her head away in shame and whispered, "What else? You still want to see? I... I... Waaah... How could you see? It's so embarrassing..." Seeing that she was about to cry, Wen Yuan quickly said, "Don't worry about it, it was me who saw it, not someone else..." Little Murong said anxiously, "Even if it were you, you couldn't! I... I... I look so ugly..." Wen Yuan laughed and said, "How could you look ugly?" Little Murong blinked nervously, still looking shy, and said, "You just like to coax me. How can I look good when I'm relieving myself? Okay, okay, can you let me go now?"

Wen Yuan untied the bandages binding Xiao Murong's hands and feet. Xiao Murong jumped off the table, but when she stood on the ground, she was a little unsteady on her feet and fell into Wen Yuan's arms. Wen Yuan quickly helped her up. Little Murong pouted, "It's all your fault! You tied me up for so long!" Wen Yuan laughed, "Wasn't it your own fault for being naughty and asking for punishment?" Little Murong blushed and said, "I can't stand being punished like this every time. Humph, I begged you to let me go, but you wouldn't, making me... making me so embarrassed."

Wen Yuan laughed, "If you had said you needed to relieve yourself earlier, I would have let you go, but you didn't." Little Murong rubbed her fingers and whispered, "How could I say? If I had, you might have bullied me even more, and before... before you came in, you made me... I... do this..." Wen Yuan's face flushed, and he said, "When did I become so bad?" Little Murong glanced at him and laughed, "You're not bad to Sister Ziyuan, and you're not bad to the Hua family girls, you're just bad to me."

The two teased each other for a while, then wiped themselves clean with a towel, got dressed, and some time passed.

Little Murong, still blushing from remembering how she had lost control of her bladder in front of Wen Yuan, said, "Hey, you can't tell anyone about what happened just now." Wen Yuan replied, "Of course." Little Murong asked, "What will you do if I tell?" Seeing her extreme nervousness, Wen Yuan couldn't help but laugh, "So what if I told you? Can I take back what's already out?" Little Murong exclaimed anxiously, "What? You... how could you do this!"

Wen Yuan laughed heartily, patted her head, and said, "Just kidding, don't worry, why would I tell?" He pulled the still-blushing Little Murong out of the room and towards the main hall.

Upon reaching the hall, they saw Yu Qian and Zi Yuan, but Murong Xiu was no longer there. Little Murong looked around and asked, "Where's my brother?" Zi Yuan smiled and said, "He left first." Little Murong exclaimed, "Left?"

Zi Yuan said, "Yes, he finished asking about things and said he didn't want to disturb you, so he left first." Upon hearing this, both Wen Yuan and Little Murong's hearts skipped a beat, and their faces burned. Little Murong stammered, "Big brother...he...could he have come looking for us?" Zi Yuan smiled and said, "Yes, he got impatient and ran to the side room without waiting for us to lead the way. He came back and said this. Didn't he talk to you?"

The two exchanged glances, both embarrassed and unsure of what to do. They knew that with Murong Xiu's internal strength, he could hear all their intimate conversations through the door; they couldn't hide it from him at all. Zi Yuan smiled at the two, her eyes carrying a hint of teasing. However, in front of Yu Qian, the three of them tacitly agreed and pretended that nothing had happened.

Little Murong said nonchalantly, "Brother, really! We still have things to ask him." Zi Yuan smiled slightly and said, "It's alright, he said he'll come again in a few days, and we can still ask him if we have anything to ask." Wen Yuan said, "That would be perfect." The three of them chatted away, and Yu Qian, watching them, seemed to have noticed something. He smiled casually and said, "Thank you all for your hard work today. Young Master Wen, I have some questions I'd like to ask you privately. Is that convenient?"

Wen Yuan said, "Of course."

Yu Qian nodded and led Wen Yuan to his study. Yu Qian asked, "Young Master Wen, were the assassins tonight truly from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect?" Wen Yuan replied, "Not only the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, but also two others, subordinates of Esen, the Grand Tutor of the Oirat Mongols." Yu Qian pondered, "Esen, is that so?" Wen Yuan said, "Judging from this situation, perhaps Long Yuqing is colluding with Esen. Otherwise, Long Yuqing, relying solely on the manpower of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, probably wouldn't dare to rebel. But with external support, it's a different story."

Yu Qian nodded, paced back and forth in the room for a while, and suddenly said, "Young Master Wen, I'd like to show you something." As he spoke, Yu Qian walked to a wooden cabinet, opened the cabinet door, took out a roll of brocade, and unfurled it.

Wen Yuan glanced at it and saw the scenery embroidered on the brocade. Instantly, his heart skipped a beat, thinking, "Is this the Ten Scenes Brocade?

This scene is 'Autumn Moon over the Calm Lake'!" He had followed Shao Fei to the Yu residence before and already knew that Yu Qian possessed one of the Ten Scenes Brocades. He hadn't yet asked Yu Qian about it, but unexpectedly, Yu Qian had taken it out himself.

Yu Qian said, “This is a bolt of brocade left to me by my ancestors. Prince Zhao, the Prince of Jingwei, has sent people to borrow it from me several times. I never understood why, only thinking that he coveted the exquisite embroidery and wanted to keep it for himself. A few days ago, Mr. Han told me that there are ten bolts of brocade in total, each embroidered with one of the ten scenes of West Lake, called the ‘Ten Scenes Brocade.’” Wen Yuan said, “That’s right, I also have one of them.” Yu Qian asked in surprise, “You have one too?”

Wen Yuan said, “It was given to Miss Ziyuan by a senior.”

Yu Qian said, “Mr. Han said that there is a secret hidden in this brocade. If you can unlock this secret, you can obtain the greatest joy in life.” Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, “The greatest joy in life?” Although he knew that there was a hidden secret in the Ten Scenes Brocade, none of the four women from Jin Guo Zhuang or Ren Jianqing knew its mystery. He had initially thought that either the treasures contained extraordinary martial arts techniques, or clues to finding ancient treasures. However, upon hearing Yu Qian relay Han Xuqing's words, particularly the phrase "the greatest joy in life," he was somewhat puzzled, thinking, "This is rather strange. What does 'the greatest joy in life' refer to?"

Yu Qian said, "I heard that Long Yuqing has already obtained several bolts of brocade. It seems that Prince Jingwei is cooperating with him to acquire them. As a mere civil official, I would never bother to collect the Ten Scenery Brocades; keeping them in my possession would be of no benefit. Young Master Wen, this..." "This brocade, I intend to give it to you."

Wen Yuan was taken aback and quickly waved his hand, saying, "This is Lord Yu's family heirloom. How could I, a junior, dare to accept such a gift?" Yu Qian smiled and said, "What family heirloom? Such calligraphy, paintings, and brocades are fine if they are displayed for appreciation and to cultivate one's temperament. But keeping them in a cabinet all day is as good as having nothing. This brocade is useless to me, and my ancestors never instructed me to take good care of it. Having it to this day, it has little significance."

Yu Qian's expression turned solemn as he said this, and he added, "Yu Qian..." "In officialdom, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable. Though I hold a high position today, I cannot guarantee that I will not be disgraced one day. If this Ten Scenery Silk remains in Yu Qian's hands, it may one day be lost and used by others. If it falls into the hands of someone like Long Yuqing, the so-called 'supreme pleasure,' no matter the reason, the consequences will be worrying. I am entrusting it to you as a precaution. You possess extraordinary skills, and I imagine you will not be easily schemed against..." Wen Yuan said, "That is not the case. In the martial world, there are countless people whose martial arts and wisdom surpass mine.

" Yu Qian smiled and said, "I know nothing about the affairs of the martial world." He then rolled up the "Autumn Moon over the Calm Lake"

brocade and said, "In short, I'm handing this brocade over to you. I, Yu Qian, no longer have the energy to waste on fighting for this. Whether this brocade brings joy or conflict, you can decide for yourself whether you want to keep it. If you don't want to get involved in the conflict, you can burn it; I'll be happy for you."

As he spoke, Yu Qian presented the brocade to Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan looked at the roll of brocade. Without seeing the exquisite embroidery inside, it seemed utterly ordinary, lacking any brilliance. However, just based on the name "Ten Scenes Brocade," once Long Yuqing learned of it, he would definitely try to obtain it, leading to another fierce battle. He suddenly thought, "So what if we fight? Since I've come to protect Lord Yu, I'm clearly going against the Imperial Mausoleum Faction. Anyway, I already have 'Willow Waves and Orioles Singing,' so another bolt won't hurt. Lord Yu is right; he really shouldn't have taken on this burden for no reason.

I don't need to worry about Master Shi of Jin Guo Manor refusing to destroy the Ten Scenes Silk. If it really comes to a head, I'll destroy it."

With this thought, Wen Yuan's mood brightened, and he took the silk from Yu Qian's hand, saying, "I understand. I accept this responsibility."

He recalled the various details about the Ten Scenes Silk: "Miss Lan once said that Long Yuqing obtained two of the scenes and knew the whereabouts of the other six. The other six... Ah, isn't that obvious? My master and his four fellow disciples each had one bolt, so Long Yuqing naturally knew. He himself had two bolts, so he obtained another bolt. Plus, he sent someone to Jin Guo Manor, which was another bolt."

"If I think about it this way... I've taken two scenes, Long Yuqing has two, Uncle Han and Uncle Ren each have one, and Master should have had one before he passed away, but none of us have seen them. Adding the Heroine Manor, that's about eight out of ten. The remaining two scenes, where are they?"

Wen Yuan had only seen the second scene since hearing the name of the Ten Scenes Silk, but upon closer examination, the whereabouts of eight scenes seemed almost certain. He then thought of "the greatest joy in life," finding it elusive and unable to grasp its meaning. He couldn't help but wonder: "Is there really a definitive answer to the so-called greatest joy in life? What exactly does it mean? It's truly mysterious and perplexing."

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