Chapter Ten: Wang Xifeng Falls Ill and Remains Bedridden

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Chapter Ten: Wang Xifeng Falls Ill and Lies in Bed; Jia Baoyu Visits Her with a Secret.
Li Wan, upon seeing that the person in bed was not Jia Zhu from her dreams, but her own flesh and blood, Jia Lan, was filled with anger and shame. She slapped Jia Lan hard across the face. "You beast! Look at what you've done! How can I face anyone now? Get out of here!"
With that, she covered her face and collapsed onto the bed, bursting into tears.
Jia Lan, startled, hurriedly knelt at the head of the bed. "Mother, Lan'er knows his mistake. I hope Mother will forgive me for my youth and ignorance."
He then kowtowed repeatedly.
"You wretched child! You lost your father twelve years ago. So many people advised me to remarry, but I firmly refused. I remained chaste. Everyone in and around the mansion admired me, Li Wan. They all said I was a virtuous and chaste woman. Now you…" He choked up, unable to finish his sentence.
Seeing his mother's earnest weeping, Jia Lan thought, "I have never repaid my mother's kindness in raising me, and in a moment of foolishness, I have ruined her lifelong reputation. Now, empty words are meaningless; I must find a way to preserve her honor." Thinking this, he suddenly saw the scissors Li Wan used for needlework on the table. A plan formed in his mind.
Instead of getting up, Jia Lan crawled onto the table on his knees, grabbed the scissors, and held them to his throat. "Mother, your unfilial son has ruined your reputation. Now, only death can preserve your honor. Your son is unfilial; I will not be able to give you the joy of family life, nor will I be able to care for you in your old age..." Li Wan, seeing this, had already stopped crying in fright. She rushed over and grabbed the scissors from Jia Lan's hand. "You little devil! What are you doing now? You might as well just kill me! You're going to kill me! My son..." Saying this, she snatched the scissors from Jia Lan's hand and pulled him into her naked arms. "Mother!" Jia Lan pressed his face against Li Wan's breasts, and he too began to sob.
The mother and son cried for a while, and then Li Wan stopped crying first. "Oh, Lan'er, get up quickly." "It's all my fault, Mother. I drank too much today, and I was thinking of your father. I did those shameless things that you saw, and I mistook you for your father..." Thinking of their intimate encounter, her lower body twitched involuntarily. She hurriedly added, "What happened just now is between heaven and earth. Let's just consider it a dream after drinking. From now on, you should study hard and achieve academic success to comfort your father's spirit in heaven." Jia Lan quickly knelt down again and said, "Mother, I understand. Please rest assured, Mother." Li Wan saw that Jia Lan was still naked, with faint scratches on his back from her uncontrollable actions. Her heart pounded again, and she quickly said, "Quickly get dressed and go out. Be careful not to catch a cold while naked." As she spoke, she hurriedly picked up her clothes and put them on.
Jia Lan readily agreed and went out. Mother and son went to bed separately, but both tossed and turned, unable to sleep, each burdened by their own worries. Neither
slept a wink all night. Meanwhile, since returning from her vow at the Water Moon Nunnery, Fengjie had experienced pain and itching in her lower body. A few days later, her menstruation returned, but she didn't dwell on it. However, half a month passed, and her menstruation continued, with a few drops of bright red discharge each day, and the pain and itching in her vagina had intensified. A doctor was summoned, who diagnosed her with "cold toxins in her blood, obstructed qi flow, and the toxins unable to be expelled," and prescribed a formula. Ping'er prepared the medicine and brewed the decoction daily to serve Fengjie.
Baoyu, hearing of Fengjie's illness and with Jia Lian in the mansion, felt guilty and dared not visit her personally, sending Xiren and others to check on her every few days. One day, hearing that Jia Lian had gone out to buy maids and servants for the garden, he slipped away to Fengjie's courtyard. Ping'er opened the door and blushed when she saw Baoyu. She then winked at him and gestured towards the inner room. Baoyu saw that Ping'er had just finished brewing the medicine and was letting it cool on the table, so he picked it up and went into the inner room.
Fengjie was lazily lounging on the bed. Seeing that it was Baoyu who brought in the medicine, she was secretly delighted, but on her face she said in a flattering tone, "This is a rare guest! What wind has blown Second Master here again? I am still ill, and your Second Brother Lian is not in the room. Second Master Bao, please sit down and go."
Baoyu thought to himself that Fengjie was angry that she hadn't come to visit these days, so he sat down next to Fengjie and said with a smile, "Good sister, this is my fault again. I knew you were not feeling well, but I didn't come to visit you sooner."
"I am a servant, I dare not trouble you. I would rather die peacefully one day." Baoyu hurriedly said, "Why are you talking about dying and coming back to life? You are still sick, don't get upset about these things, or you will add to your heartache. You should drink your medicine quickly."
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl, blew on it carefully, and then touched it with his lips. When he saw that it was not hot, he scooped up a spoonful and put it to Fengjie's lips.
Fengjie, who had initially intended to throw a tantrum, saw Baoyu's reaction and her anger vanished. She had no choice but to open her mouth and drink the medicine. Baoyu then fed her spoonful by spoonful until she finished the entire bowl. He then took Fengjie's hand and said, "Sister Feng, I've missed you so much! I heard you were ill these past few days, and with Brother Lian in the courtyard, it wasn't convenient for me to visit. I only had time to see you today; I'm truly sorry."
He then pulled Fengjie into his arms.
"Oh, Baoyu, you really are my nemesis. I was angry that you didn't come to see me, but now that I've seen you, I can't be angry at all. My illness is nothing serious, don't worry about it."
Baoyu hurriedly asked what was wrong, and Fengjie blushed. "What are you asking, young lady? What are you doing?" Ping'er said, "Madam's illness is ultimately all thanks to Second Master."
Baoyu was even more puzzled and hurriedly pressed for an answer. Fengjie was about to stop her, but Baoyu stopped her. Ping'er continued, "That day at the Water Moon Nunnery, Second Master first... first entered my chrysanthemum gate, then entered Grandma's body. This chrysanthemum gate is a filthy place, and you weren't clean, so you naturally brought filth into Grandma's body, which is why Grandma got sick. Isn't this all your doing?"
Baoyu then understood the reason and stamped his foot, saying, "This is truly my fault. I really didn't know my place, sister, please don't blame me."
Fengjie hurriedly said, "It's not your fault. It's all my own greed. My illness isn't anything serious, it's just that Yuehong is a bit of a nuisance, but it will get better with rest. But... but I can't be intimate with Baoyu... If Baoyu wants to, go find this slut Ping'er."
As she spoke, she blushed and pushed Baoyu toward Ping'er. Baoyu, however, objected, "Sister is ill in bed, yet I come here to seek pleasure? What kind of logic is that? This is absolutely unacceptable!"
Fengjie replied, "Baoyu, there's no need for this. Why make everyone suffer because of my illness? When I recover, Baoyu will treat me even better. Besides…besides, my body is no longer usable, but being able to…watch Baoyu and Ping'er make love is good enough…" Her voice trailed off.
Ping'er, understanding Fengjie's heart, whispered a few words in Baoyu's ear. Baoyu responded and embraced Ping'er affectionately. Ping'er, having received Baoyu's pleasure at the Water Moon Nunnery nearly half a month ago, was eager to rekindle their love. She first massaged Baoyu with her own body, then began to undress him. Then, without any hesitation, she took out Baoyu's penis and grabbed it, stroking it while licking it with her fragrant tongue.
Ping'er's lip and tongue skills were indeed remarkable; her tongue, like a lively little snake, rolled in and out, sometimes licking the glans, sometimes squeezing it forcefully into Baoyu's urethra, sometimes gently tapping the penis—she was having a great time. Baoyu was so pleased that he closed his eyes and hummed softly. After licking for a while, Ping'er took Baoyu's penis into her mouth and began to suck and spit it out. One hand held Baoyu's buttocks, the other supported his testicles, and she moved the penis in and out of her mouth, making smacking sounds.
"Grandma, you can't use your lower body anymore, can you try it with your mouth?" Ping'er swallowed and spit out the penis, stroking it with her hand while looking at Fengjie."You little slut, I don't want you. Go do your good deed," Fengjie said, blushing. She was afraid that if she held Baoyu's penis in her hand and put it in her mouth, she would lose control, but her hand remained on her genitals the whole time.

"Then Ping'er won't stand on ceremony, please enjoy the play, Madam,"
Ping'er said, quickly removing her clothes. Turning her back to Fengjie, she leaned forward, supporting herself on the table, and raised her buttocks. "
Young Master Bao, please." Ping'er's vulva was already soaking wet, her labia slightly parted, revealing her small, fleshy cunt. Baoyu, without hesitation, lifted his saliva-covered penis and thrust it straight in. "Oh! It's in! So thick and long, good!" "
Baoyu chuckled, and as he began thrusting, he said, "Sister Ping, you're really so slutty. You're already this wet just from licking my cock!"
"Ah, Second Master only knows how to tease Ping'er. How could Ping'er not get wet when she sees Second Master's cock? Ping'er... Ping'er thinks about Second Master's big cock every moment... about Second Master's big cock fucking me. Ah! So comfortable... Second Master, harder!"
"Alright! Then I won't let you think about it for nothing. Today I'll fuck your little cunt hard!"
Baoyu felt quite pleased with Ping'er's filthy words and couldn't help but use vulgar language as well. Although these were the first time he had said them, he didn't find them difficult to say. On the contrary, he felt incredibly happy saying them. "Sister Ping, your little cunt is so wet! It's all flowing out." For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of cocks pounding in the cunt, the slapping of flesh against flesh, and the two of them exchanging lewd words.
"Ah! Second Master. You're fucking me so good, I'm going to... I'm going to come!"
Ping'er's body shuddered, and she climaxed in no time. If Baoyu hadn't held her waist with his hand, Ping'er would have collapsed, unable to stand. Baoyu stopped thrusting, leaving his penis inside Ping'er, enjoying the pleasure of the undulating flesh within her vagina. He noticed Ping'er's anus was gently undulating, incredibly alluring. He then put a finger in his mouth, moistened it with saliva, and forcefully pushed it into Ping'er's anus. Ping'er's body trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan. Baoyu played with it for a while longer, and Ping'er recovered from her orgasm, writhing her body to meet his thrusts, making moaning sounds.
"Sister Ping, I need to borrow your anus again,"
Baoyu said, pulling his penis out of Ping'er's vagina, pressing it against her anus, and then forcefully thrusting it in. Ping'er's anus had been touched a few days ago, and now, lubricated by her own fluids, it effortlessly took Baoyu's penis in completely.
"Ah, so good! It's really filling me up!" Ping'er cried out again. Baoyu, also enjoying the tightness of her anus, thrust in and out fiercely, his penis slapping against Ping'er's still-fluid vulva. After hundreds of hard thrusts, a little yellowish-white fluid came out from their point of contact. It turned out that some of Ping'er's urine and feces had also been brought out. Baoyu didn't care about that and continued thrusting. This made Ping'er's cries of pleasure even louder, until soon she could no longer shout, only a faint whimpering sound came from her mouth and nose.
After a few more rounds, Baoyu's body trembled, and he ejaculated into Ping'er's anus. He released his grip, and Ping'er's body went limp and collapsed to the ground. "
Sister Ping, did you enjoy it?" "
Baoyu asked with a mischievous grin, "You really made me shit today!" Ping'er smiled sweetly, "Second Master is getting more and more amazing. Last time, Grandma and I served you together, but now that Grandma is unwell, I can't handle it alone." She blushed when she saw the yellowish-white substance on Baoyu's penis. "
Second Master, come quickly, let Ping'er clean it for you."
She said, about to put Baoyu's penis in her mouth. Baoyu hurriedly said, "No, please, I'll wash it with water later."
Ping'er said, "If Second Master doesn't mind my filth, how could I mind you? Not to mention my own, even if it were Second Master's excrement, I would be willing to do it."
As she spoke, she began to clean Baoyu's penis with her mouth and tongue.
Meanwhile, Fengjie, lying in bed watching the two men's passionate intercourse, couldn't control herself. Despite her ailing vagina, she couldn't help but rub herself against the outside of her clothes, coordinating with Baoyu's thrusts until she herself climaxed.
After Ping'er finished cleaning up, Baoyu approached Fengjie and embraced her. "Poor sister, you can only watch like this. Why don't you take off your clothes so I can see how badly you're sick?"
Fengjie quickly replied, "You're sick, why would I look at that dirty stuff?"
Baoyu didn't answer, but instead reached out to untie Fengjie's belt.
To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter.

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