The Chronicles of the Rain-Covered Palace - Chapter 404: Redeeming You

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Lian Xiuxiu stared blankly upwards with her bright phoenix eyes, her slender hands clutching Chu Jiangnan's hair, her flat and smooth abdomen unconsciously heaving upwards. She never imagined that Chu Jiangnan would do something so shameful.
Lian Xiuxiu felt awkward and strange, embarrassed, ashamed, cowardly, and all sorts of other feelings. However, all of these combined were not enough to extinguish the ever-accumulating pleasure.
It feels so good! Especially Chu Jiangnan's lively tongue, which seems to have a life of its own, moving nimbly between my legs, creating a passionate and unrestrained experience.
Lian Xiuxiu felt her lust spreading uncontrollably, and her body trembled with rage.
Chu Jiangnan held Lian Xiuxiu's upturned buttocks tightly, burying his head between her legs as if he wanted to merge into her body.
"ah……"
As a long, drawn-out moan rang out, Chu Jiangnan keenly sensed that Lian Xiuxiu was reaching the peak of pleasure—orgasm.
Lian Xiuxiu's delicate body convulsed uncontrollably. The most beautiful and talented woman in the world lay there in a daze, as if all the bones in her body had been removed.
"ah……"
Then came another scream. A woman holding a basin of water stood dumbfounded at the doorway, her face full of disbelief. Her lips were slightly parted, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on Lian Xiuxiu's wet and smooth lower body.
This woman was none other than Huaduo'er, the maid who had come early in the morning to bring hot water to her mistress. Huaduo'er usually came at this time to help her mistress wash up. The little maid who got up early today didn't think much of it. She brought hot water early and, after knocking on the door, pushed it open and entered the room without waiting for Lian Xiuxiu to greet her.
As a result, she witnessed an extremely depraved scene: Chu Jiangnan bent down and buried his head between Lian Xiuxiu's legs. Lian Xiuxiu's jade body trembled frequently, and she was panting heavily. Hua Duo'er was stunned. She didn't know what was going on, but she could vaguely guess some of it. After all, Lian Xiuxiu was the only girl in 'Little Flower Creek' who sold her art but not her body.
Leaving aside Lian Xiuxiu frantically grabbing the quilt to cover herself, and the little maid standing there in a daze, Chu Jiangnan glanced at Hua Duo'er, who rushed in, with a sullen expression. He then stood up casually and said to the dumbfounded Hua Duo'er, who didn't know how to react, "Little girl, have you seen enough? If you have, hurry up and get out. You'll be in for a world of hurt when your young lady wakes up."
The flowers were startled, as if they had seen a monster. They hurriedly put the basin of water on the ground and ran out, but they did not forget to close the door behind them.
When Chu Jiangnan encountered this situation, he was quite interested, but Lian Xiuxiu was too shy. A virgin is not comparable to a young married woman. If it were Rou Rou, Qian Hongqing, Xiao Yalan, or Shiina Yuya who were caught in the act by their sisters, they would be glad that they had another sister to share the burden.
The two lingered on the brocade couch, and before they knew it, noon had passed.
After lunch, the maids and servants in the courtyard finished cleaning up and went back to their rooms to relax. Business during the day was nothing compared to that at night, so they were naturally conserving their energy.
Looking out from the two-story boudoir, all he could see were plum blossoms braving the cold. Chu Jiangnan rose and dressed himself neatly, a rhinoceros horn and jade belt around his waist. He then called for Hua Duo'er, who served Lian Xiuxiu, to style his hair and make him look like a dashing young martial artist.
Lian Xiuxiu, however, put on a fine silk morning robe, her bare jade feet exposed, and began combing her hair in front of the bronze mirror.
Looking in the mirror, Chu Jiangnan was tall and slender with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His expression was slightly frivolous as he leaned against the railing, gazing into the distance, his left hand lightly resting on an inconspicuous black longsword.
Lian Xiuxiu held her long, flowing black hair that cascaded down to the embroidered stool. Her hand holding the comb was as white as the ivory comb itself. Through the dimly lit silk curtains, her hair was moist and had a milky, hazy yellow tint, making her look exceptionally delicate.
Lian Xiuxiu gracefully rose, discarded the comb, and swayed her hips as she walked behind the zither stand. She crossed her legs, leaned against the embroidered seat, and casually plucked the strings.
"Ding ding dong!"
The melodious sound of the zither drifted from the second floor, gradually becoming almost inaudible before suddenly exploding and filling the night sky. In an instant, it became impossible to discern where the sound was coming from.
Chu Jiangnan was involuntarily drawn to the sound of the zither. Suddenly, all the sounds of people and music inside and outside the Xiaohuaxi Pavilion disappeared, leaving only the clear, tinkling sound.
"Ding ding ding dong dong..."
A continuous stream of zither notes, the rhythm gradually quickening and becoming more complex, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but each note is positioned so accurately, each note has a lingering charm that makes one want to look forward to it and savor it wholeheartedly.
"Thump!"
The zither music suddenly stopped, then started again. In Chu Jiangnan's mind, a scene of towering waves crashing against the shore rose up to hundreds of feet high. The tides came and went, and people and things changed constantly. The world also changed color.
An intense and irresistible emotion emanated from the zither's sound with unparalleled magic, shaking Chu Jiangnan's mind and causing his emotions to shift with the changing tides of his heart.
Slender, white hands danced on the zither strings like a pair of beautiful white butterflies, producing powerful yet gentle zither music that could melt hearts of stone, resonating throughout the buildings along the Xiaohuaxi River.
Lian Xiuxiu's beautiful eyes were misty and she was completely absorbed in the music. It was as if the world had suddenly been purified, leaving only the world of music.
Lian Xiuxiu recalled Chu Jiangnan's emotional outburst, and a surge of joy swept through her heart. The zither music suddenly changed, as if the heavens were celebrating, tender and poignant, and for a moment even the sky seemed to be tinged with color.
Chu Jiangnan understood Lian Xiuxiu's zither playing. His expression softened, and he gently closed his eyes, completely captivated and conquered by the enchanting zither music.
Chu Jiangnan's expression suddenly changed, first becoming as white as if transparent, then a blush swept across his face, which vanished in an instant.
While listening to Lian Xiuxiu's clear voice, Chu Jiangnan's martial arts skills actually made another breakthrough. Although there was no substantial improvement, he seemed to have gained a deeper understanding.
Don't underestimate the power of sudden "insights" in martial arts. While physical constitution, aptitude, talent, and perseverance are all essential for a martial artist, comprehension is equally crucial. Sometimes, once someone gains insight, their future may be limitless; if they don't, they may remain stagnant throughout their lives.
Chu Jiangnan smiled and walked to Lian Xiuxiu's side, saying, "Xiuxiu has a refined temperament, unlike someone who wanders in this mortal world. How come we are destined to meet here and now?"
Lian Xiuxiu's pretty eyes flashed with a misty light as she said, "Who in life isn't a rootless duckweed, gathering only occasionally before scattering?"
Chu Jiangnan tenderly embraced Lian Xiuxiu's fragrant shoulder and said softly, "From now on, you will no longer be a rootless duckweed. I will stay by your side until the end of time."
Hearing her lover's sweet words, even the most talented woman in the world couldn't help but feel a secret joy in her heart. Lian Xiuxiu lowered her head, but then, as if remembering something, she raised her head and asked, "It's not a question of whether God is fair to you, but rather that our fate hasn't arrived yet. A person's destiny is in their own hands!"
"Fate, huh! Heh, fate is indeed the most wondrous thing in the world. But can people really control their own destiny?"
Chu Jiangnan said to Lian Xiuxiu, "If life is a game, then it must be a game of chess, only the rules have changed to birth, aging, sickness, death, joy, sorrow, separation, and reunion. In this game of life, everyone is assigned a certain role, whether to attack or defend, and is completely controlled by the game. Even if you kill your own parents, wife, and children with your own hands, you are powerless to refuse."
Chu Jiangnan pointed at Lian Xiuxiu and said, "I am Chu Jiangnan, and you are Lian Xiuxiu. This is fate."
Lian Xiuxiu said, "But if Xiuxiu wants to leave the brothel, she only needs to nod her head to do so. Wouldn't that break this deadlock, or even create a new one?"
Chu Jiangnan smiled slightly, confidently asking, "Then why does Xiuxiu still linger in the brothel even now?"
Lian Xiuxiu gave a bitter smile and said softly, "I knew you would ask Xiuxiu this question again, the one she doesn't want to answer."
She paused, her beautiful eyes, clouded with sorrow, glanced at Chu Jiangnan for a moment, then lowered them again, saying, "Isn't it all the same wherever I am? Xiuxiu is already used to living a carefree life in the decadent world inside the building!"
That's exactly right.
Chu Jiangnan nodded and said, "If fate is to manipulate people, it must begin with 'the human heart,' and there is no other way. Who can change that?"
Lian Xiuxiu's delicate body trembled slightly, her long and graceful neck drooping like a swan, and she said softly, "With Chu Lang's extraordinary wisdom, can't you break through your mental barriers and choose the good?"
"What is good? What is evil? When Zhu Yuanzhang killed someone, he called it to uphold the law of the country; when the Mongols killed someone, people said they were tyrannical and cruel."
Chu Jiangnan stood up, hands behind his back, gazing at the azure sky outside the window, and said, "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit. What is right? What is wrong? Those who gain power are right, those who lose power are wrong. It's nothing more than that! It's nothing more than that!"
Lian Xiuxiu lowered her head and remained silent, carefully pondering Chu Jiangnan's words.
At this moment, Chu Jiangnan thought of himself, a modern person who traveled through time to a world a thousand years in the future. How should his fate be explained?
'Little Flower Creek' is a secluded side hall with beautiful scenery and excellent privacy.
Chu Jiangnan and Cha Zhiqin took their seats as host and guest, and the two pretty maids withdrew, leaving behind only two cups of steaming fine tea.
"I heard that Young Master Chu wishes to see me. May I ask what business he has with me?"
Cha Zhiqin didn't bother with formalities with Chu Jiangnan and went straight to asking him questions.
Chu Jiangnan picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, took a sip, and smiled, "I know you're a busy person, Boss Cha, but this matter really requires you, the big boss of 'Little Flower Creek,' to make the decision."
Setting down his teacup, Chu Jiangnan smiled slightly and said, "I want to redeem Xiuxiu from her servitude."
Although Cha Zhiqin was mentally prepared, when he heard Chu Jiangnan say that he would redeem Lian Xiuxiu, a hint of sadness still flashed in his eyes.
Lian Xiuxiu is a money tree, and no one would be willing to let her go easily.
She is beautiful and talented, the best in seven provinces.
Her beauty is unparalleled and renowned far and wide.
The most talented woman in the world.
It's only natural to be unwilling to let go, but Chu Jiangnan didn't want the other person to do anything irrational. After all, although the other person wasn't a good person, Chu Jiangnan knew that he didn't have any ill intentions towards Lian Xiuxiu. On the contrary, he had offended many people in order to protect her.
Yesterday's events are a perfect example. If Mo Yixian had come alone, Cha Zhiqin would likely have fought him to the bitter end. Of course, with Tan Yingshou added, it would be a different story.
Even the powerful Nujiao Gang was unwilling to easily become enemies with Mo Tan and his companion, so one can imagine how much pressure a mere Chazhiqin endured when facing Mo Yixian.
After a long silence, Cha Zhiqin gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
Before Chu Jiangnan could say anything, Cha Zhiqin continued, "Miss Xiuxiu is only staying at 'Little Flower Creek.' She can leave at any time if she wants."
Even if Cha Zhiqin offered an exorbitant price, Chu Jiangnan would have agreed, considering how well Cha Zhiqin had protected Lian Xiuxiu. Chu Jiangnan was surprised by Cha Zhiqin's generosity and couldn't help but think more highly of him.
Chu Jiangnan smiled slightly, having made up his mind. He took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and placed them on the table.

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