[Fantasy] The Witch's Dragon-Slaying Tale (Complete) - Chapter 25 (End)

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Chapter 23 The Secret Technique of Yang-Capturing

: To retrieve the Tranquil Jade stolen by Ouyang Lin, he had no choice but to travel to Shandong to fulfill their promise for the Double Ninth Festival. Accompanied by his two beloved wives, he traveled slowly through Haining, Tongxiang, Jiaxing, and other places. The short journey of five or six hundred li took the three of them over twenty days.

Because they stopped frequently to enjoy the scenery and food, they could only travel twenty or thirty li a day before

seeking other pleasures. Moreover, with ample funds, they refrained from buying anything for their wives. The three of them were deeply in love, joking and laughing along the way, truly enjoying themselves immensely. But the most enjoyable part was undoubtedly the passionate and sensual encounters with their two beautiful wives in the carriage. For the first few days, they remained well-behaved, only holding their wives in their arms and kissing them briefly when their desire intensified, or indulging in momentary pleasure between their round buttocks and large breasts.

Before three days had passed, the carriage was still moving, and Shi'er was already pinned down on the wooden seat inside the shed, where we engaged in a wild and unrestrained lovemaking.

Xue'er, dignified and virtuous, naturally did not wish to be as wanton as Shi'er and I, but hearing our lewd words and seeing our deliberately exposed private parts, she soon found herself completely disheveled. Before a day had passed, her skirts were completely off, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, wildly swaying her hips, nearly shaking the carriage apart in her frenzy.

As the saying goes: "The galloping horse gallops through the clouds and the gentle breeze, the wild road is filled with the desire of two swallows nestled together."

After that day, the three of us became even more unrestrained, from dawn till dusk, whenever and wherever we could find a secluded spot, we would undress and tease each other. I, of course, was overjoyed. With my two beautiful wives by my side, I wouldn't trade them even for the most divine being. In my self-satisfaction, I went at least four rounds every day, but by the seventh day I could only manage two. By the tenth day, my lower back and abdomen ached, and I was utterly exhausted.

My two wives noticed the signs but didn't say anything. However, they started making excuses about our intimate moments, saying the sun was shining brightly and I needed to enjoy the scenery, or that the dark clouds made it uninteresting. Finally, when a torrential downpour began, I was overjoyed but before I could even lift my skirt, the carriage roof started leaking. After cursing the cheap, shabby carriage, I reluctantly spurred the whip and drove off amidst my wives' laughter.

When we reached the town, they generously bought me ginseng, cordyceps, and bird's nest, treating me to lavish meals. But once I was full of energy, they ignored me completely.

Left with no other choice, I found the "Rising Sun Technique" that Brother Zhou had left me. Following the instructions in the book to regulate my breathing, after several days I felt my yang energy gradually increase, and my lower abdomen felt warm and comfortable—a truly wonderful sensation. From then on, I circulated my energy for a short while every day according to the methods in the book. After learning the "Guarding Qi" technique, I surprisingly brought my precious Shi'er to orgasm twice. Secretly amazed, I buried myself in practicing even more diligently.

By the evening of the 24th, we were only a few miles away from Songjiang Prefecture. Shi'er and I were holding onto a dozen or so steamed buns, not eating them, but thinking only of the famous delicacies and lavish dishes in Songjiang Prefecture. Just as we were happily planning how we would feast, fate intervened. A heavy rain poured down from the sky, making the roof of the carriage bang loudly, and the carriage began to leak.

The rain was too heavy, and the two horses were unwilling to travel any further. Just then, they spotted a dilapidated temple standing alone in the rain, so they urged the horses

inside to take shelter. Upon entering, they found several people already there, except for a beggar lying on the ground; they had all apparently come to seek shelter from the rain. After greeting everyone, I found a spot and sat down with Xue'er and Shi'er.

I took out a few steamed buns from my pocket and handed them to them. Xue'er smiled and took them casually, but Shi'er raised an eyebrow and pouted, saying, "You've ruined a perfectly good meal. I'll just eat a little, but you have to make it up to me later."

I chuckled and said, "I certainly won't mistreat you. I'm counting on you to grow strong and give me a fat son."

Shi'er blushed as she took the buns, gave me a shy glance, and then ignored me.

Xue'er reached into my clothes and rummaged around for a while, then took out two steamed buns. She quietly walked over to the beggar and was about to put the buns down when the beggar suddenly yelled and swung his hands, knocking the buns to the ground.

Startled, I quickly stepped in front of Xue'er, raising my foot to kick him in the chest, but Xue'er grabbed me around the waist. Shi'er also came over and pulled me back, looking at the beggar with a hint of pity, saying, "Don't bother with him, he must be crazy."

Xue'er's breathing was slightly rough, she must have been frightened. I was about to say something to comfort her when I saw her smile and say, "It's alright, don't take it to heart."

I glared at the ungrateful beggar again, only to find that his clothes were all torn, his body was blackened, and his original skin color was no longer visible. His disheveled hair made it impossible to see his face. Thinking of his madness, I couldn't help but sigh, "Another pitiful person."

Just as I was lost in thought, I saw one of the people walk out from the group, cupping his hands to me and saying, "Young master, you are so tolerant at such a young age, I admire you greatly."

I looked up at him and saw that he was around forty years old, wearing a dark long robe, rich and luxurious. His sideburns and beard were neatly trimmed. He was tall and robust, with a full face, suggesting he came from a wealthy family. The other three men were similarly dressed, but noticeably different, likely his servants or grooms.

I didn't stand up, simply waving my hand dismissively, "No, no."

With two beautiful wives by my side, who knew what these strangers were up to? I'd seen it all along, and had become much wiser.

The man in black, seeing my cold expression, wasn't annoyed. He still cupped his hands and smiled, "My surname is Yang. I run a small martial arts school in Songjiang Prefecture. These three are my disciples. May I ask how you are addressed, sir?" Seeing

him still rambling on, I was somewhat impatient, but unwilling to lose face in front of my two wives, I rose and returned the greeting, "You're too kind. My surname is Lin."

Without waiting for his reply, I quickly sat back down next to Shi'er. To my surprise, that man surnamed Yang unceremoniously sat down next to me, sighed, and said, "I was just out running some errands, thinking I could make it back in one day, but this heavy rain has stuck me in this dilapidated temple."

I just smiled and ignored him. Shi'er seemed to have read my mind and covered her mouth, giggling to herself.

I glared at her, but she didn't seem to care. She pouted, blinked at me, and then reached out and tickled my waist. My heart itched; I really wanted to rush over and kiss her, but I didn't dare to act recklessly in front of these strangers, so I just grinned and made faces at her.

Just then, the man surnamed Yang said, "However, if it weren't for this heavy rain, I wouldn't have had the chance to meet Young Master Lin. May I ask where Young Master Lin is headed? If you're also going to Songjiang Prefecture, we could travel together."

I sighed helplessly at Shi'er, who was still pouting gleefully, gesturing for me to turn around and speak. I glared at her and then turned back with a smile, "I don't know how long this rain

will last. If you're eager to get home, Master Yang, you can go ahead first. I'll pay you a visit once I'm in Songjiang Prefecture." The man surnamed Yang laughed heartily, "Young Master Lin is too kind. Look how kind the weather is; the rain seems to have almost stopped."

My heart skipped a beat, and I got up to look outside. Sure enough, the rain was gradually subsiding. I inwardly scoffed, but outwardly smiled at the man surnamed Yang and said, "I also have carriages and horses. Now that the rain has stopped, let's each set off."

I thought this man surnamed Yang would still pester me, but to my surprise, he was quite generous this time, saying, "Then I, Yang, will see you off, Young Master Lin. Perhaps we'll meet again someday."

I was slightly surprised; had I wronged him? I led Xue'er and Shi'er to the courtyard, only to find that the roof of the carriage had collapsed due to the rain, and the two horses lay motionless on the ground, whether from being soaked or exhausted.

Just as I was wondering what to do, the man surnamed Yang came over and said, "The rain was so heavy that it's common for the roof to collapse and the horses to tire. Although it's only a few miles from here to Songjiang Prefecture, it will still take some time to walk. If Young Master Lin doesn't mind, I can give you a ride."

A sense of unease crept into my mind, wondering what such a coincidence could be. I frowned and glanced at the two women. Xue'er was turning to the side, shaking her head slightly at me, while Shi'er tugged at my sleeve, saying, "How long will it take to get there so late? Don't let their good intentions go to waste."

Seeing Shi'er's charmingly naive expression, I felt a pang of pity. I also thought that after such a heavy rain, the mountain roads must be muddy and difficult to traverse; how could these two delicate women endure it? I glanced at Xue'er again, seeing her smiling slightly, as if she wanted me to make the decision. Although I was extremely unwilling, I had no choice but to bow to the man surnamed Yang and say, "Then we'll have to trouble you, Mr. Yang."

The man surnamed Yang waved his hand repeatedly, ordering the three men to lead the carriage out from behind the temple. Only then did I realize that there was a thatched hut behind this dilapidated temple; I hadn't noticed it before in my haste to seek shelter from the rain.

Seeing the three men slowly pull the carriage out, four riders side by side, the hut and wide gate were quite impressive. Shi'er cheered and, guided by the man surnamed Yang, got into the carriage first. Xue'er and I exchanged a helpless glance and followed her in.

The journey was uneventful. Less than half an hour later, we heard someone outside the carriage call out, "Master, we've arrived." The man

surnamed Yang gestured for the three of us to get out. The carriage had stopped in front of a grand mansion, with high walls and vermilion paint, its entrance extremely imposing. The gate slowly opened, and a dozen or so maids and servants led the way with lanterns. Among them stood a beautiful young woman, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with cherry lips and snow-white skin—she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing that she had also come out to greet him, the man surnamed Yang hurriedly stepped forward and took her hand, saying, "The ground is muddy from the rain, why didn't you wait for me inside?"

The young woman smiled gently and said, "With such heavy rain, and seeing that you hadn't returned for a while, I became a little anxious."

The man surnamed Yang also looked at her with deep affection and smiled, then led her to the three of us, saying, "This is Young Master Lin, and these two young ladies are Young Master Lin's betrotheds. We met on the road and came into the city together."

The young woman smiled and gave the three of us a slight bow, her demeanor serene and graceful, her expression exuding a captivating charm.

The man surnamed Yang seemed to be deeply fascinated by her as well. After a pause, he smiled at the three of us and said, "My wife is ignorant and shouldn't be showing her face in public. Please forgive her."

Xue'er, Shi'er, and I quickly returned the greeting, and although he said this, his relaxed brows were full of pride.

I curled my lip, thinking with slight disdain, "My precious Xue'er and Shi'er are far more beautiful than your lowly wife."

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard Madam Yang say to a maid beside her, "Quickly tell the kitchen to prepare some good dishes, don't skimp on the guests."

After that maid left, she said to another maid, "Have some people tidy up the rooms in the backyard. It's almost autumn, and the nights will get chilly, so don't forget to add some cotton to the quilts."

Listening to her soft and gentle voice, slowly giving instructions, I couldn't bear to interrupt her. After she finally finished speaking, I stepped forward and said, "I appreciate Madam Yang's hospitality, but my fiancée has been eager to explore Songjiang Prefecture for several days. Let's visit her tomorrow afternoon."

Madam Yang smiled and nodded, then beckoned a man to her side, saying, "Young Master Lin and the two young ladies are newcomers, so we should extend our hospitality. You will accompany Young Master Lin for the next few days and take care of their daily needs."

Before the man could respond, I immediately said, "Madam Yang is too kind. There's no need to trouble this brother."

To my surprise, the man snorted coldly and said, "Young Master Lin, you have quite the nerve. My master and mistress have been very polite to you, yet you always make excuses. Do you think our 'Lu Song Tang' would harm you...?"

Upon hearing the name "Lu Song Tang," I couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. Before the man could finish speaking, the man surnamed Yang shouted at him sharply, "Insolence! Get out of here!"

The man responded slightly and retreated back into the courtyard, his face flushed. Only then did I come to my senses and bow to the man surnamed Yang, saying, "Could it be that Mr. Yang is the great hero Yang Lufeng, the leader of the 'Lusong Hall,' who manages all the ferry docks and wharves in Songjiang Prefecture and has thousands of brothers in his hall?"

The man surnamed Yang laughed heartily, "I dare not call myself a great hero; I am Yang Lufeng." My

heart tightened, and I said apologetically, "I have long heard of Mr. Yang's extensive network of connections. I was blind to your greatness; I hope Mr. Yang will not take offense."

Yang Lufeng waved his hand and smiled, "Young Master Lin is meticulous. There are wicked people everywhere in the martial world; it is only natural. I just don't know if Young Master Lin is still unwilling to give me face and insists on leaving."

I pondered for a long time, still unwilling to stay here, not because I was worried about Yang Lufeng's character, but because I feared that my intimate moments with Xue'er and Shi'er that evening would be inconvenient. But I couldn't think of a good reason to refuse, so I turned to look at Xue'er, hoping she would give me some advice. To my surprise, she remained calm and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Yang are so hospitable and kind; it would be my husband's fault to refuse. Let us stay here for the night."

I nodded helplessly and bowed to Yang Lufeng, saying, "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. and Mrs. Yang."

Yang Lufeng patted my shoulder and laughed, "Not at all, not at all, please come in."

Mrs. Yang followed me inside, and glancing at her, I noticed her full hips and slender waist, her graceful steps, and her gait was indescribably beautiful. Considering Yang Lufeng's immense wealth, it was no wonder he could marry such a well-educated, elegant, and beautiful wife.

************************************************************************************************** During the meal, Mrs. Yang no longer accompanied us, leaving only Yang Lufeng and me drinking together. During our pleasant conversation, he introduced the three of us, introducing ourselves one

by one. When he learned that I was the son of Lin Zhentian, the leader of the Southern Alliance, he drank heartily with me. Although my alcohol tolerance was average, I knew my limits and only took small sips with each cup. He, however, was extremely boisterous, emptying every cup he raised. His alcohol tolerance was no match for mine; before he had even finished a pot, he was already red-faced and had to be helped down.

After the meal, a maid led us to the side rooms in the back courtyard. We walked through three courtyards and halls before finally arriving at the side rooms. The maid then showed us where to fetch water, where to bathe, where to use the toilet, and where to summon servants, etc. After explaining everything, she bowed and left. Gifts! After the maid

left, I couldn't hold back any longer and pulled the two women into the room. But Shi'er giggled and pulled her hand away from mine, saying, "Didn't they prepare three rooms for us? Why do you keep dragging us into your room?"

I hugged her waist and laughed, "They're being silly, we won't hold it against them."

Then I pulled both women into my arms and pushed them onto the bed. The two women giggled, lightly kicking off their embroidered shoes, and lay down on their sides on the couch.

Shi'er glanced at me with a flirtatious smile and whispered in Xue'er's ear, "Only he's sensible. Seeing how beautiful the lady is, he's always sneaking peeks at her buttocks."

I chuckled dryly, pretending not to hear Shi'er's teasing, pulled off my outer robe, kicked off my cloth shoes, and jumped onto the bed.

At that moment, lust surged within me. I saw Xue'er's eyes brimming with longing, her slender waist as graceful as a willow, and her pair of long

, snow-white feet already revealed behind her gauze skirt. I licked my dry lips and lunged at those jade-like feet, but she flipped me away. Then I saw Shi'er on the other side, her expression alluring, her full buttocks pert and shapely. The ribbon around her waist had somehow been untied, revealing a large expanse of white, smooth cleavage.

I took a deep breath and was about to pounce on that deep cleavage when Shi'er planted her foot on my chest, squinting her eyes and grinning, "Don't keep staring at other people's wives' beautiful butts. You're holding back your anger, but you're taking it out on us sisters. That's just not fair."

I gave an awkward laugh, my face burning red as I recalled Madam Yang's hips and waist when she walked. I quickly and gently stroked her jade-like feet that were resting on my chest, and argued, "How can Madam Yang compare to my two beloved wives? Let alone her hips, every part of her body is several levels below yours."

Shi'er spat, quickly withdrawing her feet, which I had been kneading until they were slightly numb, and said in a strange tone, "That's hard to say. I think you should think of a way to get into someone else's bed; that would be much more exciting than this."

Seeing her words becoming increasingly indecent, my penis, already erect, pounced on her, and without further ado, wrapped my arms around her snowy neck and thrust my tongue into her mouth. At first, Shi'er managed to resist, but after a couple of rounds, she obediently offered her tongue.

After these dozens of days of passionate lovemaking, I knew every sensitive spot on Shi'er's body like the back of my hand. Even with her reserved purity, she couldn't withstand much longer in my hands. A sense of smug satisfaction welled up inside me, a secret congratulation to my increasingly sophisticated flirting skills.

I slipped a hand between Shi'er's legs, finding it already warm and inviting. Using the slippery fluid flowing from her vulva, my middle finger gently traced the area around her clitoris.

Shi'er, panting softly, pulled away from my mouth, clinging to my shoulders with hazy eyes, and said, "Tell me honestly, why are you sucking so hard? Are you mistaking me for that Madam Yang?"

I felt a surge of resentment, thinking that this girl wasn't just a jealous type, she was a veritable vinegar vat, a pool of vinegar. I turned to look at Xue'er and saw her breathing slightly heavier, one hand pressing against her crotch, the other gently rubbing her breasts against me, her rosy cheeks gazing at me with affection.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. I scooped Shi'er up, pulled down her underpants, and lifted the fine silk skirt I had just bought in Jiaxing a few days ago, making her spread her legs wide in my arms, facing Xue'er. Ignoring her previous sarcastic remarks, I whispered mischievously in her ear, "How about we put on a live sex show for your sister Xue'er?"

Shi'er blushed deeply and quickly turned her flushed face away, not daring to answer me. Xue'er gently pursed her lips, her pretty face flushed, and gave me a sly smile. She also got up and untied her underpants, lifted her skirt, and spread her legs open like Shi'er's, instantly revealing a pair of exquisitely sculpted, flawless feet and her glistening, pink vulva.

My head throbbed, and I almost had a nosebleed. Xue'er raised an eyebrow, glanced at me with a smile, and said, "Let Xue'er also put on a live sex show for her husband. I wonder if playing with myself counts."

I swallowed hard a few times, feeling that Xue'er today seemed to have transformed from a fairy into a witch, possessing both the purity of a fairy and the allure of a witch. Every smile and frown was indescribably alluring, far more beautiful than before.

My blood surged, my eyes were fixed on Xue'er, unable to look away. I kissed Shi'er on the forehead and said softly, "Wait a moment, I'll take care of your sister Xue'er first, then I'll come to you." With

that, I gently put Shi'er down, quickly pulled down my pants, and pounced on Xue'er like a hungry beast, my already erect penis in hand.

Xue'er hooked one leg around my neck and braced the other against my penis, preventing me from going any further. My already throbbing penis rubbed gently against her soft feet, and my surging desire was impossible to resist. I grabbed her ankle, about to force myself on her, when I heard her say in a sweet, coquettish voice, "No rush, lick Xue'er down there first, it's so itchy down there."

My mind went blank; I never expected the usually dignified and elegant Xue'er to say such provocative words. But my instinctive lust left me no room for thought. Following the lead of the jade-like foot on my shoulder, I cupped her snowy buttocks, burying my face in that sweet fragrance, unable to extricate myself.

Honey-like juices flowed endlessly, mingling with the delicate pubic hair on her mons pubis under the influence of my tongue, creating a beautiful, lush scene like grass after rain—both refreshing and alluring.

The delicate fragrance wafted through the air, and I couldn't help but compare it to Shi'er's. My intuition told me that Shi'er's genitals smelled like musk, her juices slightly sweet and sour; I had never tasted anything else, but I knew it must be exceptional. I vaguely remembered reading an erotic novel called "The Aphrodisiac Flower," in which Emperor Xuanzong's beloved concubine, Yang Guifei, possessed this kind of allure. With just a touch of her nectar, even a powerful emperor would be captivated and willingly submit to her.

But compared to her, Xue'er was superior. Not only was her fragrance more intense, but her juices were also sweeter and richer, like honey and syrup. Even after the fragrance has been applied to the mouth and nose, lingering scents remain, persisting on the skin for hours, sometimes up to a day, before gradually fading away.

Each time one tastes it, the heart pounds wildly, like a stampede of horses, restless and agitated. At this moment, one is also unable to control oneself, using the tip of one's tongue to tease her vulva, seeing the tender pink flesh inside, moist and smooth like solidified cream. If not for a faint blush, the flower-like opening would truly appear transparent and beautiful.

Xue'er's buttocks tremble, and each time the tip of her tongue enters, her vulva contracts tightly, even the tongue, such a soft object, is squeezed until it feels numb and tingling.

My lower body was throbbing with impatience, and every time I tried to get up, Xue'er would pull me back into her honeyed depths with one of her long, slender feet hooked around my neck. She moaned seductively, her voice broken and breathless, "Mmm... Husband... Xue... Xue'er... mmm... I want you to... mmm... lick me until I melt... ah... so... so numb..."

As she spoke, she placed her other jade-like foot on my shoulder, her legs tightly clamping my head, her plump buttocks arching, frequently offering her nectar, her soles rubbing against my back—a truly alluring pose.

Shi'er sat to the side, her face full of displeasure, her heart churning with jealousy. Seeing my raised, fleshy buttocks, she snorted and kicked me.

I lost my balance, and the sudden kick nearly made me roll off the bed. Xue'er glanced at me and couldn't help but giggle, "Shi'er's jar has spilled! Aren't you going to go and comfort

her?" I glanced at Shi'er, who snorted and turned her face away. I was about to go over to comfort her when I caught a glimpse of the breathtakingly beautiful sight between Xue'er's fair, curd-like legs. Without thinking twice, I aimed my penis at her flower cave and thrust it in hard.

Xue'er let out a soft moan and punched my chest, saying, "Hmm... be gentle, I'm not that Mrs. Yang."

After a rapid assault, I found that Xue'er's flower cave seemed even tighter than usual, gripping me tightly. The tender flesh inside her honeyed cave would slowly writhe and twist with each thrust, as if it had a life of its own, gently enveloping this foreign object.

My body and mind were in ecstasy, but I knew this couldn't last forever. I quickly activated the newly learned "Rising Sun Technique," hoping to control my surging essence and prevent myself from giving in so quickly. My mind was also distracted as I replied to Xue'er, "How can you be as reckless as Shi'er? That Madam Yang is a married woman; how could I have improper thoughts about her?"

Xue'er panted softly, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, her bright eyes occasionally meeting mine as she said, "Ah... if it weren't for... um... you... how could you be so rough tonight... um... in the past... ah... I've never seen you so eager before."

I fell silent, not because I had nothing to say, but because my essence was still throbbing even after activating the "Rising Sun Technique." After enduring dozens more thrusts, I was shocked to discover a soft, gentle suction deep within Xue'er's core, penetrating straight into the depths of my dantian.

This was a feeling I'd never experienced before. My surging yang energy could no longer be contained; a tingling sensation ran down my spine, and thick semen gushed out in spurts. With the suction of the force, the amount ejaculated was twice as much as usual.

My limbs went limp, and I collapsed weakly onto the bed, looking at Xue'er's vulva—not a single drop of semen had leaked out.

Breathing heavily, I watched my penis gradually soften, feeling drowsy and wanting nothing more than to fall asleep immediately.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, Shi'er threw herself into my arms, gently scolding, "I knew you couldn't resist Sister Xue'er! What am I supposed to do now?"

I smiled awkwardly, giving her a light kiss on the lips, and said guiltily, "I'll just rest for a bit. I'll make you fly to heaven later."

Shi'er reached behind her neck, then gently tugged at her chest, tossing aside a pale purple silk undergarment. Her large, white breasts rubbed against my chest as she said, "No, I want it now!"

My mind was clouded with worry. Looking at Shi'er's two pink nipples on her ample breasts, it felt as if a thousand hands were scratching at my heart, yet I was powerless to do anything but stare at these two exquisite beauties.

I looked up at Xue'er, hoping she could give me a break, but she, watching from the side, was tempted. She also reached out and unbuttoned her undergarment, caressing her breasts and snuggling into my arms. She kissed Shi'er on the cheek and said, "Sister will help you."

Instantly, four round and firm breasts roamed freely across my chest, neck, and waist. The two women each reached out a hand to my crotch, one caressing my penis, the other touching my testicles. My drooping penis gradually regained its strength.

Shi'er lowered her head and took one of my nipples into her mouth, sometimes teasing it with her tongue, sometimes gently biting it with her teeth, and sometimes softly sucking on it. A tingling, numb sensation instantly spread throughout my body, as if electric currents were coursing through my nipples and spreading throughout my entire being.

Shi'er sucked for a while and noticed my penis had suddenly swelled considerably. She excitedly told Xue'er, "Sister Xue'er, it turns out my husband can't handle this! Let's lick his nipples!"

Xue'er smiled sweetly at me, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and lowered her head to suckle my other nipple. Sure enough, with both women working together, the tingling sensation traveled through my nipples to my groin, and soon my previously limp penis became erect again.

Shi'er could no longer restrain herself. She lifted her skirt, revealing her wet vulva, and slowly sat down on my now-erect penis.

At first, it was only a shallow in-and-out motion, but the vulva was so slippery that by the third thrust, my penis was completely inside.

Shi'er closed her beautiful eyes, her hands pressing against my lower abdomen, her hips rising and falling faster and faster, her large breasts bouncing rapidly with the increased rhythm.

Xue'er seemed addicted to my nipples, one still being teased in her mouth, while the other nipple was being stroked back and forth by her two slender fingers.

Only today did I realize the location of this sensitive spot, and under Xue'er's teasing, and with the tight friction of Shi'er's warm vulva, a surge of urge to ejaculate came over me again. I hurriedly grabbed Xue'er's smooth, upturned buttocks and trembled as I said, "Xue'er... no... don't... I'll... I'll ejaculate..."

Xue'er didn't understand, and sucked hard on my nipple before letting go, saying, "What?"

But that one suck was enough for me to reach my climax. My ejaculation came, and I trembled as I ejaculated, but this time the amount was much less than last time, and it only trembled four times before stopping.

Xue'er was taken aback, then realized what was happening. She chuckled, blushing, and stuck out her tongue, saying, "Looks like I've gotten into trouble..."

Shi'er was still sitting on my lap, pouting and looking at me with downcast eyes. I quickly grinned at her, wanting to say something sweet, but she suddenly leaned down and bit my nipple hard.

I was about to cry out in pain when Xue'er covered my mouth with her hand, whispering in my ear, "Don't shout, it'll be embarrassing if you attract attention."

I frowned and nodded repeatedly. When Shi'er released her mouth, Xue'er let go, revealing two deep rows of teeth marks on my left breast. Xue'er quickly spread her palms and gently massaged my nipple, her eyes full of helpless smiles.

Shi'er slowly got up and withdrew her penis. Puddle of semen flowed out along with the honey-like fluid in her vagina, staining her snowy thighs, a wet, glistening patch. I wiped it off casually and sat down, staring blankly at my chest.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had ejaculated far more semen into Xue'er than into Shi'er, so why wasn't any semen flowing from Xue'er's vagina?

Remembering her unusual behavior tonight, I was about to ask when Shi'er suddenly jumped into my arms from the other side. She moved Xue'er's hand away, looked at the two rows of bright red teeth marks, and gently licked them with her tongue for a while. Then, like a child who had done something wrong, she looked at me with her big, watery eyes and said, "Does it still hurt? Shi'er won't do it again next time."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, even if my limbs were broken, how could I feel pain? I stroked her cheek and kissed her lips, saying, "It feels good. How about you do it here too?"

Shi'er rolled her eyes at me, then chuckled and said, "Really..." "You shameless bastard."

After a moment of silly laughter, I remembered Xue'er and quickly pulled her into my arms, asking, "You're quite different tonight than usual, tell me the truth."

Xue'er smiled sweetly, her soft hand gently stroking my chest, "Really? Tell me how I'm different?" Just

as I was about to think it over, Shi'er playfully grabbed a handful of Xue'er's breast, saying, "I know, much more seductive than usual." I laughed heartily, but

Xue'er wouldn't have it and tried to get up to rub Shi'er's ample breasts. Shi'er tried to dodge, but I quickly reached out and tightly embraced both women's slender waists. Shi'er had nowhere to escape, and Xue'er also received a slap on the breast. The two women immediately started playfully teasing each other, their breasts shimmering with laughter.

I tried to coax her, but in the end, I ended up with each of them grabbing one of my nipples and playing with it. Helpless, I could only let them do as they pleased. I reached out and patted Xue'er's buttocks again, saying, "What's going on? Tell me, tell me."

Xue'er smiled shyly, her cheeks flushed as she glanced at me, then buried her face in my arms and said, "You...you also think Xue'er has become...become more seductive tonight?"

I pondered for a moment and said, "Not entirely, it seems like there are many other things as well. Your eyes are especially alluring tonight, and your whole body seems more charming, yet I can't quite put my finger on what's different from usual. It's just that inside you, it seems tighter and hotter, and it even seems to suck..." "People. Shi'er's insides also attract people, but not like yours, it seems like they're sucked into your bones."

Xue'er smiled charmingly, gently scraping my nipple with her finger and asking, "Is it comfortable?"

I chuckled and said, "It's simply heavenly."

Shi'er, listening nearby, became very curious and urged, "What exactly happened? Sister Xue'er, tell me quickly."

Xue'er smiled mysteriously, jumped off the bed, rummaged in her bag for a while, and then jumped back onto the bed, now holding a scripture in her hand, the "Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra" that Uncle Li had given her.

Xue'er handed the scripture to me and said, "Here, it's all taught in this book."

I was secretly delighted and casually flipped through the scripture. Inside, there were many naked drawings of men and women in lovemaking, the postures lifelike, and even the faces were clearly visible. However, after flipping through a few pages, I discovered that the men depicted in the drawings all had expressions of pain and pity, while the women were all beautiful and smiling.

Xue'er nestled into my arms again, and together we looked at the scripture, saying, "This 'Mysterious Maiden's Heart Sutra' is truly a wondrous book. Its sword techniques, palm techniques, and lightness skills are all unique and profoundly mysterious. However, to master these skills, one must cultivate the internal energy described in the book to the seventh level or higher. Each level of internal energy cultivation is preceded by a section on 'Yang-Sealing Techniques,' so progress in the 'Mysterious Maiden's Heart Sutra' absolutely depends on the 'Yang-Sealing Techniques.' These techniques are incredibly profound; I've only reached the second level, so I haven't fully understood them yet. Once the internal energy is initially mastered, the practitioner will automatically exude an aura, described in the book as 'Mysterious Maiden's Allure,' also known as 'Mysterious Charm Techniques.' It is said that if one can master these 'Mysterious Charm Techniques,' even a simple gesture can bewitch the mind, causing the person to become infatuated, and even leading them into illusions, making them completely at one's mercy." Shi'er and I exchanged a glance, both gasping in shock. "We never imagined such a bizarre technique existed in this world."

Shi'er picked up the scripture and casually began flipping through it. After only a few pages, her face was already flushed red, but she couldn't resist looking further. She even lifted her legs and continued turning the pages.

I glanced at Xue'er and then said knowingly, "So, the demeanor and charm you displayed tonight were the so-called 'Mysterious Maiden's Allure'? Wouldn't you be incredible if you mastered it?"

Xue'er pouted and said, "How incredible could it be? You can't possibly use it on other people, can you?"

My chest tightened, and the image of a large group of men bewitched by her seductive arts filled me with jealousy and a sharp pain in my heart. I quickly slapped myself across the face and asked, "Then what's that thing inside you that sucks people away?"

Xue'er smiled mysteriously and said, "That's the most powerful 'Yang-Absorbing Technique.'"

I felt a pang of sorrow. So that was the "Yang-Absorbing Technique." I couldn't even withstand the second level of Xue'er's technique. If she reached the tenth or twentieth level, wouldn't I be unable to endure it even for a moment?

Seeing my worried expression, Xue'er guessed what I was thinking and giggled, "I don't have to, silly husband. I've only just entered the second level today, so I wanted to try it on you. Afterwards, I'll use your yang essence after you ejaculate."

My eyes lit up, as if life had regained its light, but then I asked doubtfully, "Use it for myself? Could this technique be the strange method you mentioned, absorbing the other person's internal energy during intercourse?"

Xue'er nodded, then said solemnly, "This is the power of the 'Yang Absorption Technique.' It can drain the other person's yang essence without them even realizing it. The 'Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra' we have here was modified by the great hero Feng Qingyun. It has a method that can absorb the other person's yang essence without harming them. The original 'Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra,' even if the user shows mercy, will definitely destroy most of their power. So, if you encounter a situation like tonight while traveling the martial world, be careful." Although Shi'er

was reading the "Mysterious Maiden's Heart Sutra," she still heard Xue'er's words. Hearing Xue'er say this, she interjected, "If you stop flirting around outside, everything will be fine."

I was already used to her occasional teasing and didn't take it to heart. However, I was a little suspicious of Xue'er's words. After thinking for a while, I said, "So, if one day I upset you, you can drain me of my essence until I die or become paralyzed?"

Xue'er glanced at me and laughed, "I wouldn't dare. I still need you to take good care of me."

I was delighted, but then I heard Shi'er slyly laugh, "I would, but I wonder if Shi'er can master it."

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I thought Xue'er, always understanding, would surely grasp my predicament. But instead, she smiled and said, "Of course you can practice it, it's just not as convenient as the Nine Yin Profound Body Technique."

I nearly fell off the bed, but then Shi'er said happily, "That's no problem! You practice quickly, and then teach me slowly. Once I master the second level, I'll absorb some of his energy every now and then, and see if he dares to bully me again."

My head was pounding. I'd be

grateful if you didn't bother me. Now that things are like this, if you really learn it, how will I survive? The two women casually threw on their clothes and gathered under the oil lamp. Xue'er carefully explained to Shi'er the initial steps of this treacherous manual, each incantation a painful curse that would plunge me into an endless abyss.

The two women asked and answered questions, exchanging pleasantries. Xue'er tirelessly explored Shi'er's body, teaching her the method of acupoint regulation and breathing. Shi'er, having studied medicine for many years, possessed an exceptionally accurate ability to identify acupoints, and quickly mastered the introductory techniques. Xue'er was pleasantly surprised and, in her delight, then taught her the first level, the "Art of Yang Conservation."

Upon hearing this technique, Shi'er's interest grew even stronger. She would occasionally glance at me, smile, her expression shifting between smugness and eeriness, with a hint of ferocity.

A chill ran down my spine; I couldn't stay any longer. I got up, put on my clothes, and said to the two women, "I'll practice more diligently from now on. With my protection, it doesn't matter whether you practice this skill or not. Come with me to take a bath."

The two women shook their heads slightly and continued to bury themselves in the lamplight. I sighed softly and had no choice but to walk to the bathhouse alone.

Following

the maid's instructions, he soon arrived at the bathhouse. The bathhouse was noisy, with men occasionally emerging shirtless. He assumed this was where the disciples or servants washed, and felt a surge of disgust. How could he, the young master of the Southern Alliance, be naked before such servants?

He walked a few more feet and saw another bathhouse not far away, much quieter than the first. He hurried towards it and saw lights still flickering inside, its decorations several times more luxurious and opulent than the first bathhouse.

He thought this must be where the master or guests bathed.

He called out several times, but no one answered. Rejoicing, he strode inside. The bathhouse was brightly lit, and indeed, it was completely empty. In the center was a large bathing pool, at least five or six zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) on each side. Steam rose from the pool, carrying with it a fragrant aroma. I couldn't help but admire the wealth of "Lu Songtang"; this bathing pool alone was far more extravagant than any of the Southern Alliance's. Thankfully, Xue'er and Shi'er didn't want to come along, otherwise, after soaking in this

pool, they would definitely look down on me when I returned to the Southern Alliance. Secretly relieved, I reached the wooden cabinet behind the screen, hastily removed my clothes, tossed them into the cabinet, and leaped into the pool. My limbs were submerged, ready to enjoy myself, when I heard footsteps outside. The footsteps were uneven, at least five or six people, yet each moved with a light, unyielding gait.

A chill ran down my spine, and I inwardly groaned. Was this bathhouse for women? What would I, Lin Xuan, become then? A lecherous voyeur? Good heavens, if word gets out, Father will break all three of my legs! I quickly got up and shrank back behind the screen, but seeing that it wasn't safe, I opened the cabinet door and hid inside.

Just as I sat down, several people entered. I heard a girl with an extremely clear and melodious voice say, "Sisters, please go and rest. Xiyi wants to speak with Mother alone."

Several girls responded and left. After the maids had closed the door and gone, the girl said, "Mother, do you think Father doesn't like me? I was just writing a few words in her study, and he scolded me so badly."

Another woman chuckled, "Silly child, how could any father not love his own daughter? You're so well-behaved and clever; everyone dotes on you."

My heart pounded. Wasn't that Madam Yang's voice? So she already had a daughter. Thinking that she is currently naked, I only need to crane my neck to feast my eyes. Perhaps her daughter, who is also a beauty, is also a little beauty. Why would I not take advantage of this buy-one-get-one-free deal?

But then he thought, how could I, the young master of the Southern Alliance, do such a thing as spying on other men's wives and daughters? Even if no one found out, how could I face my conscience, how could I face Xue'er and Shi'er who were so devoted to me? My heart was filled with righteous indignation, and I knocked on the cabinet door again, as if afraid it would open by itself.

The sound of splashing water came from the pool, and the girl said again, "I was just going into the study, why did he scold me? Does he think I'm so special? Besides, she usually ignores me."

Madam Yang chuckled and said, "He's being temperamental again. If he doesn't want to, we just won't go there anymore, we won't hold it against him."

The girl snorted, and the hall fell silent again. The situation had been so urgent that I hadn't had time to dress, and I was still naked. The night air was slightly cool, and my body was soaking wet. My nose started to sting, and I finally couldn't hold it in any longer; I sneezed. Although I tried my best to control it and covered my mouth and nose, a slight sound still escaped.

The girl exclaimed, "Eh?" and asked, "Mother, did you hear anything?"

Madam Yang, stroking the water, said, "If you're sleepy, go back to sleep. What's all that noise?"

Then there was a splashing sound, and the girl muttered, "I wanted to sleep a long time ago, but I wanted you to comfort me, and you just sided with Father."

Madam Yang laughed, "You heartless girl! Why don't you mention what your mother said when Father scolded you?"

The girl huffed, "You always love being a good person."

Then we heard the door open and close, and a series of footsteps receding into the distance. I breathed a sigh of relief. Now, as long as Madam Yang got up from her bath, I would be free again. Thinking that I would soon be able to soak in the bathtub that Madam Yang had just used, all the fuss I had endured tonight would have been worthwhile.

Sure enough, a moment later I heard the sound of water splashing loudly, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing, but I couldn't hear any footsteps. I felt a little uneasy, unsure whether I should go out, but after waiting for a while, there was still no sound outside. I figured that Madam Yang's footsteps were light, and with my current internal energy, I couldn't hear them clearly.

I gently opened the cabinet door and secretly peeked half my head out from behind the screen. Sure enough, the door was tightly closed. Just as I felt relieved, I caught a glimpse of a stunningly beautiful woman standing gracefully by the door, wearing an apricot-colored long robe. It was none other than the elegant Madam Yang.

I was terribly startled and quickly pulled my head back, desperately hoping that she hadn't seen me. My mind was in a panic, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead and back.

Turning around, I caught a glimpse of the half-open cabinet door and was about to slip back in when I heard Madam Yang's soft, sweet voice beside me: "Young Master Lin, what refined taste you have!"

I turned back and saw a serene and elegant face only inches away from mine. My legs went weak, and I collapsed to the ground. My mind was so flustered that I hadn't even noticed how close she was. Seeing her calm expression and hearing no emotion in her words, I felt a surge of shame that wished I could disappear into a hole and never come out again.

Madam Yang tucked a strand of damp hair behind her ear, loosened the collar of her dress, and chuckled, "Young Master Lin, instead of spending time with your two stunningly beautiful wives, you've come to see a common woman like me? This is truly my greatest honor!"

I waved my hands frantically, my tongue practically tied in knots. I turned my head away, not daring to look at her, and stammered, "Madam... Madam misunderstands. I would never dare... have any improper intentions. I just didn't know this was Madam's bathhouse. Otherwise... otherwise, even if I had ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare offend Madam."

Madam Yang chuckled, lifted her skirt, and squatted down in front of me, saying, "So you didn't come to see me after all. That makes sense..." "Am I just being presumptuous?"

At this moment, I only needed to move forward half an inch, and her red, fragrant lips would be kissing my

face. Feeling her breath coming on my face, I felt a tingling sensation in my heart and said, "Madam Yang is a woman of unparalleled beauty, it is... it is I who dare not disrespect her." Madam Yang chuckled and breathed into my ear, saying, "What I like most about you is your outward appearance as a virtuous gentleman, but behind your back you are a hypocritical lecher who comes to peep at people's bodies while shirtless."

Only now did I remember that I was still naked from the waist down, and I was so anxious that I felt like crying. At this point, not to mention a sighted person, even a blind person would not believe me. It seems that I will never be able to get rid of this label of lecher in this lifetime.

He quickly shifted back, clutching his limp member, which had barely hardened before being frightened back down, and said, "Madam, please forgive me! I, Lin Xuan, swear to heaven, I really didn't see anything."

Madam Yang smiled gently, and with a flick of her wrist, her thin robe opened to the sides, revealing a large expanse of white, smooth breast flesh before my eyes. It was soft and tender, just the right size to be grasped in one hand. Though not as voluptuous as Shi'er's or Xue'er's, it possessed a unique allure.

My eyes widened, and I gasped. I saw the pink areolas peeking through the thin robe; if the robe were pulled down just a fraction more, the slightly protruding, delicate nipples would be fully revealed. My heart pounded, and my limp penis shamelessly hardened again.

Madam Yang, her eyes sparkling with allure, nestled her snow-white body into my arms. Her jade-like hand slowly pulled down one side of her dress, finally revealing a captivating glimpse of crimson. She looked up at me, smiling seductively, and said, "Now you see, don't you?"

My mind was a jumbled mess. Was this truly the learned and refined Madam Yang from the front gate?

Where had her gentle elegance and quiet grace gone? And who was this charming and alluring woman before me?

My confused thoughts drifted as she softly whispered in my ear, "I won't just show you; I'll give you more." I trembled, incredulously asking, "You…you're Madam Yang?"

Madam Yang glanced at me shyly, her soft hand gently caressing my erect penis. "My name is Chu Yun. I quite like it when you call me that."

She then leaned down, licking the tip of my penis with her tongue, smiled at me, and then took the entire glans into her mouth.

My legs trembled, and I stammered, looking at the beautiful woman beneath me, "Mrs. Yang...you...um..."

It all happened so suddenly, without any warning, but the alluring young woman and my rapidly rising lust left me no time to think. Numbed, I gladly accepted her tenderness.

Mrs. Yang sucked on the tip of my penis, slowly sliding it in. Once it was mostly hidden, her soft tongue gently withdrew from the shaft. Such gentle swallowing and releasing was truly unbearable. I felt the shaft was soft and warm, a tingling sensation washing over my flesh. If it weren't for this intoxicating feeling, I would have thought my penis had already melted in her mouth.

Mrs. Yang's breathing grew heavier, and suddenly, with a few deep thrusts, she took my entire erect penis into her mouth, her lips disappearing between my thick pubic hair.

I gasped, feeling as if my glans had sunk into a narrow, slippery, and incredibly warm place. My urethra tingled, and I almost ejaculated. Fortunately,

I had already ejaculated twice before, so my stamina was quite good this time. But because of this, my empty scrotum and the base of my penis felt a dull ache.

I watched as she held on tightly for a while before suddenly releasing my penis, panting heavily, a long trail of saliva still hanging from her lips, connected to my glans.

Madam Yang gently raised her hand, wiping the drool from her lips with the back of her hand. Her sleeve slipped down, revealing a dazzlingly white arm. She glanced at her watery, alluring eyes and softly chuckled, "The weather will get cooler in a few days. I'd like to make a hat for you, sir, but I wonder if Young Master Lin would be willing to knit one for you?"

Seeing her serene and graceful appearance utter such suggestive words, my lower body throbbed with an unbearable ache. I quickly bent my knees, waving my hands and chuckling dryly, "You know, I'm a grown man, how could I possibly knit a hat? Let's have my two ladies come to Madam's room later and have them lend you a hand."

Madam Yang still smiled, her voice soft and alluring. She lifted the hem of her thin robe and straddled my waist, saying seductively, "If they came to my room, I'm afraid you'd have to get them a couple of hats. If you're willing, there are plenty of men in the hall who are drooling over them."

A chill ran down my spine. Given Madam Yang's wantonness tonight, how could I allow Xue'er and Shi'er to associate with her? The thought that they might be as demure and graceful in front of their husbands as Madam Yang, yet behave so seductively in front of other men, would be more cruel than a slow, agonizing death for me. I would rather be torn to pieces than hand them over to others. Tomorrow I must take the two women away early, and never let them see such women again in this lifetime.

Seeing my shifty gaze, Madam Yang knew what I was thinking. She swept one hand down, grasping my erect penis, while the other moved up, gently stroking my face and laughing, "Don't worry, look at your two beautiful and dignified wives, your forehead must be perfectly clean."

I was disdainful, subconsciously replying, "You looked dignified and virtuous at first glance, how come you're sitting on another man now?"

A thought involuntarily twisted in my heart. Could Xue'er and Shi'er be women like her? This thought vanished in an instant, immediately banished from my mind. How could she compare to my Xue'er and Shi'er?

Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my penis. I saw that the hem of her thin long robe parted as she bent her knees and straddled me, revealing that her fair legs were indeed bare. A soft, black tuft of hair was faintly visible between her snowy hips, appearing and disappearing under the apricot-colored gauze as her full buttocks swayed.

Hot breaths escaped her nostrils as Madam Yang rubbed her glans against her wet, slippery vulva, the tender flesh glistening with hot, sticky fluid.

A tingling, numbing sensation ran through my lower back. Though the pleasure was exquisite, I couldn't bear the guilt of adultery. I'd been steeped in Confucian classics since childhood; such depravity was unbecoming of a noble family like mine.

Most importantly, I already had two beautiful wives, who loved me deeply and were devoted to me. How could I possibly betray them? If I were to do this tonight behind their backs, if I were to commit this shameful act with Madam Yang, how could I face them again, how could I fulfill the promise I'd made?

With a soft moan from Madam Yang, half of my glans had already penetrated her soft, creamy flesh, the intense pleasure almost causing me to succumb. I gritted my teeth, grabbed Madam Yang by the waist, and swiftly pulled myself out from between her flawless white legs. I threw on my outer robe in front of the counter, grabbed my clothes, and rushed across the bathtub and out the door.

Little did I know that Madam Yang was watching my hasty retreat with half-closed eyes, her slender fingers casually adjusting my slipped apricot-colored robe, then lifting the gossamer-thin collar, covering

her mouth and chuckling softly, "Interesting..." ********** ...

The next morning, upon waking, I found Shi and Xue still sleeping peacefully beside me. Looking at their exquisitely beautiful faces, a wave of guilt washed over me. Although I had managed to pull back from the brink the previous night, I had still been intimate with Madam Yang. My chest felt heavy and suffocating; I could no longer sit or lie down. I quickly dressed and went outside alone.

I wandered aimlessly for a while, my mind still heavy with unresolved thoughts. I pondered how to bring them up without upsetting them. Lost in

thought, I found myself in a garden. The vibrant colors and fluttering butterflies offered some solace to my depressed mood.

Just as I was about to explore this beautiful place, I faintly heard sounds of play nearby. Looking up, I saw a young girl chasing butterflies with a delicate fan. She wore a pure white dress, and although I couldn't see her face clearly, her figure was beautiful and slender, and I felt a stirring of desire within me.

Thinking to myself, "I'll just take a look at her appearance; it shouldn't be anything special."

With that, I started walking slowly towards the girl, stopping only a foot away. Seeing that she was completely absorbed in her play and oblivious to me, I looked closely at her face and was deeply disappointed. She

was only thirteen or fourteen, but her youthful face was already covered in blemishes; her eyebrows were almost nonexistent, her eyes were uneven, her nose was pockmarked, and her lips were pale. With such a face, even a stunning figure would likely be repulsive.

Just as I was about to turn away, she noticed me, tilting her head and looking at me, saying, "Who are you? What brings you to my house?"

I was slightly surprised. Wasn't this the voice of the girl from the bathhouse last night? Could she be Madam Yang's daughter?

How could such a beautiful mother have given birth to such an ugly daughter? Although I thought this to myself, I still cupped my hands and smiled at her, saying, "I am a guest of your household. I arrived last night, so I have not yet met you face to face, Miss."

The girl nodded and grinned, saying, "Beyond the south side are the women's bedrooms. You don't need to go any further. Just wander around here as you please."

As she spoke, she began to wave her fan, but after waving it for a long time, not a single butterfly was caught. I watched closely from the side, reluctant to leave. Although her face was rather plain, her words and actions were quite elegant. After watching for a while, I didn't find her particularly ugly.

On a whim, I casually tossed a butterfly in front of her, saying, "Here, this one's for you."

The girl looked surprised, her face slightly flushed as she took the butterfly, then quickly put it away, lowering her head and saying, "I was just playing, I didn't catch them."

I secretly admired her, not expecting her to be so kind-hearted. Just as I was about to praise her, I heard her say, "Big...big brother, you're so amazing! You just waved your hand, and the butterflies flew right into your hand."

I chuckled, slightly smug, and said, "I wouldn't dare, it's just a small trick."

Suddenly, I heard a series of light footsteps behind me, followed by a gentle, soft voice: "This is just a small trick for Young Master Yu Lin; he has many other great skills." My heart surged with emotion, and I turned around and bowed, saying

, "Greetings, Madam Yang..."

The girl smiled and ran to Madam Yang's side, taking her hand and saying, "Really? Then quickly let your older brother show me so Xiyi can see."

Madam Yang glanced at me and chuckled, "Those great skills don't work well in broad daylight, but at night, they're quite different."

The girl nodded blankly, looked at Madam Yang, then at me, and said, "That's strange."

My face flushed red and then paled, unsure how to respond, so I quickly cupped my hands and said, "I won't disturb Madam and Miss's enjoyment any longer, I'll take my leave now."

Madam Yang, holding the girl's hand, smiled at me and said, "It's alright, let's take our leave first."

Saying this, she pulled the girl along and walked past me. As a faint fragrance wafted by, as we brushed past each other, she casually lowered her hand and lightly stroked my crotch.

I shuddered, my penis instantly becoming erect. Turning around, I met the sight of her swaying, beautiful hips. My blood surged, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, thinking, "Would things have been better if I hadn't run away last night?"

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Feeling guilty, I didn't want to provoke her, so I just chatted casually with Xue'er. After wandering around a few street corners, Shi'er finally couldn't stand it anymore and pinched my arm, saying, "You guy who doesn't come home at night, you're nowhere to be seen when you're sleeping, and nowhere to be seen when you're awake, how could you do such a thing?"

At that moment, I felt like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express my bitterness. But after thinking about it, I realized I shouldn't have hidden anything from my two beloved wives, so I paused and stammered, "I... I ran into Madam Yang when I was taking a bath last night..."

Before I could finish, Shi'er hit me hard on the back of the head and said angrily, "You really went to someone else's bed?"

I covered the back of my head with one hand and waved the other hand frantically, quickly telling her everything that had happened from last night to this morning, naturally omitting the part about Madam Yang giving me oral sex.

Shi'er looked unconvinced and snorted, "With such a beauty showering you with flattery, how could you not fall for it? You think you can fool me and Sister Xue'er with just a few words?"

I was speechless, as if a wooden plug was stuck in my heart. I was feeling deeply troubled when I heard Xue'er say with a smile, "I believe you, my husband. I believe everything you say."

Hearing this, the wooden plug in my heart was instantly dispelled by a surge of passion. I stroked Xue'er's hand, moved, and said, "No matter what happens in the future, I will always have unwavering faith in you."

Shi'er frowned, extremely displeased, and said, "So, if anything happens in the future, I'll be the first one you won't trust?"

I quickly took her hand and laughed, "How could that be? What do I have to doubt about your thoughts? I see right through you."

Shi'er turned her face away and muttered something, which I couldn't hear clearly. Before I could ask her to clarify, she turned back and scolded me. "Anyway, you two always team up to bully me, and in the end, everything always turns out to be my fault."

Seeing that Shi'er's temper was about to flare up, I happened to catch a glimpse of a huge wanted poster on a board not far away. I quickly pulled the two girls to the board and said with feigned curiosity, "Wow, come and see what kind of monster is this that warrants such a big notice for his arrest."

Shi'er rolled her eyes at me and said, "Don't make a fuss. They're plastered all over the street. You're the only one who's noticed now."

I looked closely and saw that it was a notice for a womanizer. I put on a worried look and said in a low voice, "This is bad. I hope this lecherous thief doesn't see my two delicate little flowers."

Xue'er chuckled and took my hand, saying, "I'm not afraid. You're here to protect me."

I nodded and smiled. I didn't take this little lecherous thief seriously. If he dared to offend my beloved wife, I would make sure he was reduced to ashes.

Seeing that Shi'er no longer mentioned the previous night, I thought I'd strike while the iron was hot and cheer her up. I tugged at her finger and said, "You must be hungry after wandering around all morning. Let's find a nice restaurant and have a good meal."

Shi'er rolled her eyes at me again, but her eyes were now full of tenderness. She squeezed my hand and laughed, "Then let's hurry." The three of us found a restaurant nearby, only to find it packed with people. The restaurant must be quite good, otherwise it wouldn't be so popular.

Upon closer inspection, we realized that the crowds were all there to watch the spectacle. In the middle of the crowd, two people were kneeling with their heads bowed and shoulders slumped. One was dressed in white with a wooden sign hanging around his neck that read "Eating people for free," and the other was dressed in a black short shirt with a similar sign that read "Extremely shameful." Upon closer inspection, we recognized the old man and the young man as the same lively grandfather and grandson we had met at the Hangzhou Inn.

A man stood before the two men, gesturing wildly and hurling insults at them in extremely vulgar language. I couldn't stand it, so I stepped forward and pulled the man aside, saying, "It's just the cost of a meal, why make such a fuss?"

The man, presumably a doorman, softened his tone upon seeing my fine clothes, pointing at the two men and saying, "We wouldn't dare fight. If it weren't for their advanced age, we would have broken their legs long ago. Making them kneel is just a small punishment, to teach them a lesson they won't repeat." I

knew it wasn't easy for them to run a business, but it wasn't right for the two elderly and frail men to kneel in the scorching sun. So I took a piece of silver from my sleeve and handed it to the doorman, saying, "This tael of silver should be enough for their meal, right?" The doorman snorted and said, "If it were just a tael of silver, how could our manager possibly argue with them? But these two have eaten fourteen taels of our food bill."

I twitched my brow, took back the tael of silver, and shouted, "What? This run-down shop of yours, with its shabby signboard, shabby door, and shabby storefront, could have eaten fourteen taels? Don't think I'm easy to rip off just because I'm dressed in fine clothes."

Seeing my displeasure, the doorman quickly bowed and said, "I wouldn't dare, but don't be fooled by their thin and weak appearance. They ordered seventeen portions of 'Phoenix Broth Nine-Winged Shark' and a total of sixty-four dishes. The kitchen was in an uproar."

I still didn't believe it: "Why didn't you ask them if they had any money before you started counting it like this?" The

doorman said aggrievedly, "How could I? This old man looked like a sage, with the air of a master. Who would have thought he would be a freeloader?"

I wanted to play the good guy again, and Xue'er and Shi'er had rebuilt my image in their minds. Who knew that I would have to pay fourteen taels of silver? I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, but I had no choice but to save face, so I took out fourteen taels of silver from my purse and handed it to the doorman.

The doorman, all smiles, accepted the silver and reached for the wooden plaques binding the father and son, sneering, "You two are lucky, now get lost."

But the white-haired old man clutched the plaque on his chest, a sign of his exploitation, and said in an extremely pitiful voice, "We'll kneel for this meal, and the money will be on us for tonight. After we kneel until evening, we'll go in ourselves."

The child shrugged, the large gourd still tightly bound to his back, and nodded solemnly, "The 'Ice Plum Pig Trotters' from before were alright; we'll need six servings tonight."

The doorman, having finally gotten his money back, wasn't about to let it go to waste. He snorted, ripped off the two wooden plaques, and said irritably, "Get the hell out of here, or I'll break your legs."

The grandfather and grandson wouldn't have it, grabbing the doorman's legs on either side, pleading with tears streaming down their faces. The doorman clutched his trousers tightly, afraid they would pull him down. At this moment, several people rushed out of the shop and quickly separated the three men. The doorman, enraged, stepped forward and was about to kick the white-haired old man.

But Shi'er stepped forward and kicked him to the ground first. Seeing him fall, Shi'er kicked him in the leg and said sharply, "Didn't we pay? Why are you hitting people? Believe me or not, I'll break your dog legs first!" The shop assistants, realizing the situation was getting out of hand, hurriedly helped the doorman up and went into the shop. Shi'er flicked her sleeve, ignoring the doorman, and instead held out her hand to me, saying, "Give me one hundred taels."

I had a bad feeling. It seemed that Shi'er thought the fourteen taels wasn't loud enough and needed to add a three-digit amount to make her happy. Normally, even if she asked me for a million taels, I wouldn't even flinch, but this time I felt like vomiting blood.

Seeing my dawdling, Shi'er's easily agitated nature resurfaced. She reached into my sleeve, pulled out two silver notes, and placed them in the white-haired old man's hand, saying magnanimously, "Grandpa, you can spend this money as you please. If anyone dares to bully you and your grandson again, just mention the name of Lin Xuan, the young master of the Southern Alliance, and my husband will definitely stand up for you."

The white-haired old man chuckled, pocketed the two silver notes, and without a word of thanks, walked away from the crowd with the boy.

My eyes reddened, and I almost ignored their rudeness, but I clearly saw that the old man's hands had pulled out two hundred taels of silver notes. What pained me even more was Shi'er's boast. If they used my name to freeload everywhere in the future, wouldn't my meager reputation, which I had just built, vanish instantly? I might even be branded as a "freeloader young master."

Just as they were regretting whether to chase after the two, applause broke out all around, and everyone gave a thumbs up, saying, "The Southern Alliance is truly magnificent, living up to its reputation."

"Not only are the two ladies as beautiful as celestial beings, but they also have the hearts of bodhisattvas."

"That's all thanks to Young Master Lin; it must be the result of his excellent training."

I was completely overjoyed and quickly returned the greeting. Seeing the crowd gradually disperse, I took the two girls' hands and said, "I didn't expect this to happen. Let's go eat somewhere else."

Xue'er nodded in agreement, but Shi'er pouted her red lips and said, "No way! I insist on eating here."

With that, she dragged me into the shop. I shook my head and chuckled, thinking that the doorman was in for a rough time. The three of us casually found a small table by the door. After the commotion caused by the grandfather and granddaughter, only three or four tables remained in the bustling shop.

Shi'er's eyes flickered. Seeing the doorman leaning against a pillar rubbing his back, she called out to him, "Come here, I want to order."

The doorman, though reluctant, walked to the table. Just as he stood still, a commotion erupted from the corner of the shop. A man shouted, "My goodness, waiter, hurry up!"

The man, holding dishes and bowls, muttered under his breath, his shifty eyes never leaving Shi and Xue. He found a seat at a neighboring table facing Shi'er, placed the dishes down, and hastily jumped onto the chair, propping his chin on his hand and staring blankly at Shi'er.

Shi'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head. Her previous fiery temper had vanished. She tugged at my sleeve with two fingers and said softly, "Husband, you order."

I was slightly surprised. This girl could be shy except in front of me. I glanced at the man, a surge of anger rising within me. Although his clothes were rough, he was over six feet tall, with a strong and powerful physique, a face like white jade, and handsome features. Though I was reluctant to admit it,

he was indeed a handsome man. Of course, I wouldn't let his good looks bother me. But ever since the three of us entered the shop, this guy had been staring at Shi'er without restraint, with a wicked grin on his face, and constantly winking at her. How could I, a respectable husband, possibly tolerate this?

I jumped up, slammed my hand on the table, and yelled at the kid, "Still looking? Believe me, I

'll gouge your eyes out!" The kid completely ignored me, still staring at Shi'er with a silly grin. My blood boiled even more, and I was about to step forward when Shi'er pulled me back, saying, "Don't cause trouble. Shi'er's starving. Hurry up and get some food."

Reluctantly, I sat back down, glaring at the kid, and said, "How did I cause trouble? It's that bastard's fault for staring at you so lecherously."

Shi'er chuckled, "So what if he's looking? It won't cost you anything."

I stammered, about to retort... But then I saw the young man excitedly grabbing the waiter who had just moved the food from his original table, exclaiming, "My God, you...you saw that?"

The waiter, bewildered, asked, "What?"

The man frowned, coughed deeply, and said, "What, what, laugh!"

The waiter was still dazed, but he had already squinted his eyes, sniffed the air, and lewdly grinned at Shi'er, saying, "Seeing this laugh is like drinking honey, mmm...so sweet."

My face gradually showed displeasure, but Shi'er covered her mouth and chuckled at his teasing, while Xue'er completely ignored us, having already ordered her food and sitting quietly waiting to eat.

Seeing Shi'er's radiant smile, the man became even more arrogant, waving wildly at the waiter who had just walked away, saying, "I...my God, I...I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy! Waiter, quickly bring two jugs of wine, I need to sober up!"

My anger could no longer be contained. I grabbed a stool and hurled it at the young man. In my rage, I forgot to consider whether he knew martial arts, and with all my might, the stool flew through the air. The young man looked startled, stumbled backward, and landed heavily on his bottom. The stool grazed his head, narrowly avoiding it.

Before the young man could even stand up, Shi'er grabbed me and frowned at me, saying, "Why did you hit him?"

Seeing that Shi'er was actually siding with that thug, I was even angrier and pointed at the young man, shouting, "Who told him to be so disrespectful to you? Such a scoundrel deserves to be beaten!"

Seeing me yell at her, Shi'er raised her voice even higher, saying, "What did he say? He just complimented me on my looks! You're so rude!"

I was burning with anger and didn't think I had done anything wrong, but I didn't want to argue with Shi'er anymore. I grabbed a bamboo stool from the next table and plopped down between Shi'er and the young man.

Seeing that we had finally quieted down, the waiter quickly brought over the dishes piled up on the table, arranged them hastily, and hurried away. Xue'er set out my bowl and chopsticks, smiling gently as if to tell me to eat quickly, as if nothing had happened.

Shi'er kept her head down, silent, occasionally glancing at me. Suddenly, she smiled, her eyes fixed on something behind me. A chill ran down my spine; the vast ocean in my heart was no longer azure, but instead churning with boiling vinegar.

With a "snap," I snapped a pair of chopsticks in two, turning to glare at the shameless scoundrel. He had one arm around the waiter's shoulder, pointing at Shi and Xue and whispering, "So you like the one in white, huh? Of course I know she's pretty, but you have to look at her chest. Don't you know where a woman's most important part is?"

I gritted my teeth, turning back to find Shi'er's eyes meeting mine. I didn't retaliate, slamming my hand on the corner of the table before heading out the door.

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