[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 22

Chapter 70: The teasing touch of beautiful feet under the table

caught the thing that suddenly came towards him. Zhang Xiaoyu then realized just how much force the other person had used. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he probably would have been unable to move for at least a few days!

And what had been kicked was none other than Bihua's foot! This girl, she didn't know how to control herself. If she had hurt Zhang Xiaoyu, not only would his future happiness be ruined, but the women sitting next to him wouldn't have let him off easily either.

Zhang Xiaoyu reached down and groped around Bihua's foot, only to find that Bihua had also taken off her shoes and socks, just like him. She was bare-kneedled and secretly attacked.

Bihua's sneak attack failed, and her foot was instead trapped by the other person's leg. What was even worse was that the other person not only didn't let go, but also reached out and played with it for a while. Now, Bihua was filled with shame, anger, and sweetness all at once. She couldn't even tell what she was feeling.

"Young master, please try this dish," Bi Hua said, trying to get up to escape Zhang Xiaoyu's intrusion by picking up some food. However, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't release her leg.

"That hateful lecher! He's utterly wicked!" Bi Hua almost gritted her teeth, but she couldn't show it on her face. Bi Hua's voice was stiff and lacked elegance, dry and harsh, as if someone had a gun pointed at her head. Perhaps because her leg was being held too tightly, Bi Hua felt uncomfortable. She moved slightly and felt Zhang Xiaoyu relax a little, so she quickly tried to pull her leg back. But Zhang Xiaoyu closed his legs again, continuing to hold her foot, preventing her from pulling away.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt Bi Hua's jade-like foot becoming restless, realizing that it was probably because her foot had been suspended in the air for too long and was slightly congested. He had only relaxed his grip slightly, and the little girl was already trying to escape. How could he let her go so easily? If he hadn't touched her foot, he would have let her go. But now… no!

This was an endurance race; whoever couldn't hold on any longer would have to admit defeat. Bihua's pride prevented her from begging for mercy, nor would she bow down to Zhang Xiaoyu, this lecherous wolf. So, unable to pull back, she simply pressed forward, thinking to herself, "Let you squeeze! Let you squeeze! I'll turn you into a eunuch!" Zhang Xiaoyu could naturally feel Bihua's small foot slowly approaching his center, but he couldn't stop it. His legs were effective at preventing Bihua from pulling back, but against her advancing movements, he was somewhat powerless.

Couldn't he use his hands? Of course not! Six women, twelve eyes, would occasionally glance at him; Zhang Xiaoyu naturally couldn't bring himself to reach down. He couldn't help but wonder if Bihua was doing it on purpose. He couldn't help but lower his head slightly. He clearly felt his toes touch something soft, and when he scratched it slightly, that thing instantly hardened like the quills of a hedgehog! As a royal prince, bedroom arts were an essential subject to learn; how could she not know what it was?

Unfortunately, after Bihua's toes touched it, she couldn't go any further. Zhang Xiaoyu's legs tensed up again, unable to retract and gather strength, stuck in that awkward position. The only thing she could move was her bent toes. But what harm could scratching do to that lecherous man?

Bihua, suppressing her shame, tickled the hard object twice, then secretly glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu. What she saw surprised her. She was startled to find Zhang Xiaoyu's expression somewhat strange, a mixture of discomfort and pain, but it only lasted a moment, perhaps due to her tickling.

Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't believe Bihua was so bold, wanting to go further even knowing she had touched his sensitive spot! What did she want? Did she want more intimate contact with him? A woman he'd only met once, who'd already taken advantage of him so much, even claiming Jade Maiden Peak and wanting him as her wife, actually wanted to take things further. No one would believe it if word got out. Was he really that charming, making Bi Hua fall in love at first sight? Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head. He wasn't that narcissistic. Love at first sight was incredibly rare. This great witch must be up to some scheme again.

However… Zhang Xiaoyu twisted his legs, thinking with a touch of melancholy, "I never imagined this witch's little feet were even smoother and softer than A Luo's, so fleshy and tender. The friction against them is truly…" Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but recall that night, with A Luo… and the embroiderer… Thinking of those things, Zhang Xiaoyu's blood boiled. His already aroused member, already hardened by Bi Hua's jade-like feet, became even more arrogant.

In public, under the cover of the table, he and Bi Hua… Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at the alluring Bi Hua, and the flames in his heart ignited instantly.

Thinking her scratching was making Zhang Xiaoyu uncomfortable, Bihua intensified her movements. The secret arts of the bedroom mentioned many male reactions and how to act, but they didn't tell Bihua how much damage stepping on that thing could cause a man. At this moment, Bihua naturally assumed she was stepping on Zhang Xiaoyu's vitals!

"Never mind! Even if it doesn't cause him real harm, at least it will make him feel very uncomfortable!" Bihua thought to herself, and then her feet kept squeezing and "stepping" on Zhang Xiaoyu's vitals.

It was soft and warm; under the combined force of her legs and Bihua's jade feet, almost all of Zhang Xiaoyu's senses were concentrated on that one point, making him somewhat sensitive. He could clearly feel every touch of that tip, even every friction.

Zhang Xiaoyu smelled a fragrance from between her legs under the table—the scent of Bihua's feet. "Her feet must have been soaked in flower petal water. I wonder how alluring they would look without this table!" Zhang Xiaoyu wished he could see through the table and project his gaze directly onto Bihua's small feet!

Bihua, seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's blank stare at the table, had no idea what he was thinking.

Time seemed to stand still for Zhang Xiaoyu and Bihua, locked in their secret battle beneath the table. They saw no one else but each other. Unfortunately, their feelings weren't tender; each harbored their own ulterior motives. Bihua's feet were so soft that what she thought were sharp, hurtful actions felt to Zhang Xiaoyu like a lover's caress—gentle yet provocative.

Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't suppress his burgeoning desire, nor did he want to. In this environment, facing such a beautiful woman as Bihua, being stimulated by her soft, jade-like feet beneath the table—this was a situation not everyone could experience, not every day! Regardless of Bi Hua's reasons for doing this, or what other schemes might follow, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to think about it anymore. He had already considered Bi Hua a member of his harem, and taking her was only a matter of time.

Now, Zhang Xiaoyu was treating Bi Hua's inexplicable actions as a rare and precious opportunity to enjoy. He was indulging in the softness, the smoothness, and the fragrance of her small feet.

From the initial touch of her erect tip to the full contact, Bi Hua took a considerable amount of time. Once her beautiful feet touched and enveloped Zhang Xiaoyu's hardness, she was secretly delighted, thinking, "Hmph! You big pervert. I'll teach you a lesson for humiliating me again! See how I deal with you!" Bi Hua put all her strength into it, wishing she could transfer every ounce of her power to her feet, but unfortunately, when she actually reached that spot, she could only exert a tiny, insignificant amount of force.

This tiny amount of force was too light to hit someone, too heavy to touch someone, but for Zhang Xiaoyu's area... The stimulation was just right, neither too strong nor too weak, so comfortable that he almost groaned.

Zhang Xiaoyu almost wanted to loosen his legs and let Bihua penetrate him. Fortunately, he wasn't blinded by the pleasure and remembered the consequences of opening his legs!

"This is actually pretty good!" Zhang Xiaoyu told himself silently. He shouldn't think about anything unrealistic. Bihua continued to stimulate Zhang Xiaoyu while observing his expression, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't see any abnormality on his face. The more Zhang Xiaoyu acted this way, the happier Bihua became. Clearly, she believed that Zhang Xiaoyu was enduring immense discomfort, deliberately suppressing his pain to maintain a facade.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out! I don't believe you can keep this up forever!" Bihua was quite certain of her judgment, and her feet became even more persistent.

In comparison, Zhang Xiaoyu had to admit that even when A Luo rubbed her feet against him, it didn't feel like this. Doing this in front of several women felt almost like having an affair, and it was even more thrilling.

But Bihua was different. Aside from Zhang Xiaoyu's promise to marry her, she wasn't his wife, nor even his friend. To Zhang Xiaoyu, and to her, they were strangers… no, perhaps they were people with whom he had a past grudge; after all, Zhang Xiaoyu had violated her! Because of this, Bihua could completely unleash her power, using the most severe, cruel, and effective means of revenge she could imagine to hurt Zhang Xiaoyu! Unfortunately,

Bihua didn't know that what she considered the most severe, cruel, and effective means of revenge was, for Zhang Xiaoyu, the most exciting, ambiguous, beautiful, and intoxicating method.

Feeling Bihua's vigorous movements, enjoying the wonderful sensation of soaring to the clouds, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Bihua was wearing a gauze skirt. So, what was happening beneath her when she dangled one leg in the air, rubbing his penis? Just imagining it made Zhang Xiaoyu's blood surge; he wished he could immediately crawl under the table to see for himself.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoyu could only keep this thought to himself and couldn't actually put it into practice. Not only would crawling under the table arouse suspicion from the women, but even simply lifting the tablecloth would likely lead Zhong Ling and Ge Guangpei to do the same out of curiosity.

A slight imperfection, while perhaps regrettable, also allowed him to focus more intently on the present moment. The ongoing friction was already incredibly pleasurable, and even with a few minor flaws, Zhang Xiaoyu wouldn't dwell on them too much.

While talking to Zhong Ling and Ge Guangpei beside him, Zhang Xiaoyu used the opportunity to twist his body, bringing his erection even closer to Bi Hua's jade-like feet.

"Perhaps, letting this girl unintentionally give me a taste of pleasure is a way for her to learn how to serve her future husband! Hehe, after I'm done, I'll turn around and serve her. I wonder… will she feel the same stimulation as I do?" Zhang Xiaoyu secretly pondered, a bolder idea flashing through his mind. "What if...it were exposed?" Chapter 71: The Enchanting Beauty of Jade Feet Undoubtedly, if Zhang Xiaoyu actually did that, the stimulation would be much greater. It's like scratching an itch through a boot—it never quite gets to the heart of the matter, always feeling a little lacking. Zhang Xiaoyu placed one hand under the table and began to carry out the beautiful thing he had in mind. He naturally reached for Bihua's jade feet, pinching her sole with two fingers, using the remaining three to part the fabric under his long robe, and then pulling down his underpants. This was an extremely difficult skill. Not to mention having to hold Bihua's beautiful feet, even using his three not-so-flexible fingers to pull down her underpants was quite difficult, let alone multitasking!

Bihua felt her jade feet being grabbed and instinctively pulled them back. She felt better when she stepped on Zhang Xiaoyu, but now that he had grabbed them with his hand, her first thought was that she had been defiled by this lecherous wolf again.

Just as the thought of humiliation arose in Bi Hua's mind, he had already pulled aside the cloth covering his legs, pulled down his underpants, and simultaneously withdrew his hand.

Feeling the warmth disappear from her feet, Bi Hua couldn't understand why Zhang Xiaoyu had done that. A wave of suspicion washed over her. Her foot twitched, and she happened to touch a thick piece of cloth. She felt something being pulled open. A thought flashed through Bi Hua's mind, and she immediately understood what it was. Overjoyed, she assumed she had accidentally pulled down Zhang Xiaoyu's underpants, and that the lecherous man, afraid of being embarrassed, was trying to pull them back up.

Touching them a couple more times, Bi Hua was even more delighted. She was certain Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't completely pulled up his underpants, so she could use her toes to pull them down again! Then… Bi Hua chuckled wickedly to herself.

Zhang Xiaoyu sensed that after Bi Hua touched the pulled-down underpants, she paused for a moment before touching them with her toes, and he knew that Bi Hua, the fish, had taken the bait. He deliberately pulled his erection out, then pulled his underwear back up halfway, just to trick Bihua. Now it seemed he had achieved his goal.

Using her toes to pull down underwear was clearly not something just anyone could do; Bihua expended a great deal of effort, and with Zhang Xiaoyu's deliberate or unintentional cooperation, she finally succeeded. The moment she pulled down the underwear, Bihua felt as if she had solved a mystery that had troubled her for years, a wave of relief washing over her, without even noticing the slight sweat on her forehead.

"Hmph, you big pervert, I'll show you what 'death' means now!" Bihua glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, revealing an elegant, sinister smile.

No matter how ferocious a beautiful woman's expression, it's hard to feel fear; instead, it creates a strange feeling, making one think that sometimes, a woman's behavior isn't so bad. Zhang Xiaoyu felt that way now; he found Bihua's expression very attractive.

Bihua ripped open Zhang Xiaoyu's underwear and, with what she thought lightning speed, swiftly thrust it inside his pants.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaoyu, very cooperatively, glanced at Bihua with a rather panicked expression, greatly satisfying Bihua's vanity and further strengthening her belief in continuing to act according to her original plan.

However, harsh reality taught Bihua a lesson: sometimes, thinking is one thing, and reality is another. A hot, hard, strip-shaped object touched her little foot, and her first thought was: Oh no! Bihua

had clearly overlooked the fact that although she was born into royalty and had studied bedroom arts, actually having contact with a man was quite another.

The instantaneous hot touch was a first for Bihua. Bihua naturally knew what it was; she had previously been thinking about how to ravage Zhang Xiaoyu's manhood and how to get revenge on that big pervert, but when she actually touched it, she realized that there was such a huge gap between ideals and reality.

A woman's innate shyness made Bihua's body stiffen, her legs cramp, and she stood there, unable to move. The electric current generated by her first intimate contact with a man gave her a strange experience, a feeling that couldn't be fully described without firsthand experience. That morning, when Zhang Xiaoyu had embraced and violated her, she was completely passive, her mind blank, and she felt nothing at all.

Bihua only knew that this contact was a major blunder for her; she had been defiled by Zhang Xiaoyu again, and this time, it was even worse than that morning. Her innocence had been completely ruined by that lecherous, grinning man. Was she really going to give in to him like this, to agree to marry him? No, Bihua was unwilling. Even if she could only marry him, she couldn't give up easily now. She had to make him suffer, otherwise, she would be bullied to death by him in the future.

The events unfolded as Zhang Xiaoyu had expected. As he predicted, Bihua slipped her delicate little feet inside his pants, intimately touching his now-free penis.

Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh inwardly with satisfaction. When Bihua's jade feet were still outside, he had confirmed their smoothness by touching them with his hands and rubbing them with other parts of his body. But when he actually let them inside his pants, Zhang Xiaoyu realized that his estimation of Bihua's beautiful feet was far from enough!

No two women are exactly alike. Every woman is beautiful in her own way, and each possesses her own unique charms that are best left unsaid. Zhang Xiaoyu had tasted A Luo's jade feet, but experience told him that A Luo's most exquisite feature wasn't her feet, but her breasts. Her breasts were firm, high, and incredibly elastic, truly embodying the saying: "The most beautiful scenery is found at the most dangerous peaks." Zhang Xiaoyu had tasted the embroiderer's jade, but experience also told him that the embroiderer's most exquisite feature wasn't her feet, but her shapely buttocks. Her buttocks were round and smooth, full and alluring to the extreme, especially when she used the rear-entry position. This was what made Zhang Xiaoyu linger, reluctant to leave.

Similarly, Bi Hua's jade feet were truly exceptional, with skin like solidified cream and flesh like soft jade. Intimate contact with them could make every pore on one's body stand on end, let alone the most sensitive and aroused area. Zhang Xiaoyu twisted his hips, trying to press himself even closer to Bi Hua's beautiful feet. The contact was more intense, the friction more vigorous.

Only now did Bihua understand what it meant to be "a lamb thrown into the tiger's den." The most hateful thing was that she hadn't thought things through and had just blindly offered herself up! If she were discovered, not only would she lose face, but the entire Song Dynasty royal family would be disgraced!

The current situation was entirely her own doing; she had no one to blame but herself. Besides gritting her teeth and seething with resentment, Bihua couldn't think of any good solutions.

"If all else fails, I'll have to… I'll have to follow the techniques my nanny taught me in the art of lovemaking!" Bihua thought to herself. When her nanny taught her, she had mentioned various reactions between men and women during intercourse.

As a princess of the Song Dynasty, Bihua naturally knew how to please a man, how to make him last longer, and also how to make him shrink quickly.

Since she couldn't withdraw her jade foot, Bihua simply bought one and got one free, kicking off her shoes and socks and extending her other foot, placing it flat above Zhang Xiaoyu's knee.

Startled to find that Bihua's other foot had also extended, Zhang Xiaoyu was taken aback. He initially thought she was going to kick his knee away to free his trapped foot. However, the situation completely surprised him. Bihua's delicate foot actually roamed over Zhang Xiaoyu's leg, as if she were trying to trap him!

Enjoying the service of a beautiful woman's foot was certainly pleasurable, but Zhang Xiaoyu was puzzled: Bihua shouldn't have given in so easily! This wasn't how a witch should act; what...was she trying to do?

Bihua, of course, had no idea that Zhang Xiaoyu was being suspicious. Her free, exquisite foot stretched to its limit, sliding down Zhang Xiaoyu's thigh, pressing against the inside of his thigh, and pressing against his erection.

This was an extremely difficult move. The thighs had to be straight, the calves extended outwards, and then the jade foot had to exert force between Zhang Xiaoyu's legs. Unless one had dance training or exceptional flexibility, they would give up after only a few minutes. Bihua's flexibility was clearly excellent; she not only completed the move smoothly but also gently pressed against Zhang Xiaoyu's private parts.

With Bihua's other foot pressing against him, Zhang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat. He was so focused on what Bihua was up to that he had momentarily relaxed, allowing her to seize the opportunity and press against his manhood! What if she pulled her foot outwards, gathered her strength, and then thrust it towards him…? Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but slightly lift his erection.

Sensing Zhang Xiaoyu's movement, Bihua pressed against him without hesitation, but her movements were extremely gentle, comparable to Bai Lanxiang's. With some doubts in his mind, Zhang Xiaoyu naturally couldn't fully immerse himself in the pleasure. However, Bihua's two jade-like feet, one inside and one outside, turned the tables, actively stimulating Zhang Xiaoyu's sensitive areas.

Zhang Xiaoyu really didn't want to let go of this excellent opportunity for enjoyment. To deal with any potential threat from Bihua, he had to place one hand under the table again, against his inner thigh, ready to restrain her movements should she suddenly attack.

One wanted her to tire quickly so he could withdraw his feet; the other wanted to fully enjoy and experience a different kind of passionate pleasure. In this situation, Zhang Xiaoyu and Bihua's thoughts surprisingly aligned.

The foot that was trapped inside was less flexible, only able to perform simple movements, such as rubbing the sole or curling the toes and rubbing them together. The other foot, however, was more free; it could push, rub, flick, and clamp. Combined, the two could even perform movements resembling female anatomy.

Under Bi Hua's skillful manipulation, Zhang Xiaoyu finally understood that feet could be used in this way. The embroiderer and A Luo had both done this for him before, but they were far inferior to Bi Hua. A Luo and the embroiderer had only looked at the illustrations in books and tried to imitate them, completely failing to grasp the essence. While enjoying himself, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but wonder: where did Bi Hua learn these techniques from?

Time passed slowly, and Bi Hua had subtly wiped away sweat several times with her handkerchief. Yet, Zhang Xiaoyu's manhood remained stubbornly still, like the locked gate mentioned in bedroom arts, showing no sign of ejaculation. Frustrated, Bi Hua cursed inwardly, wishing she could crush Zhang Xiaoyu's manhood with her tiny feet.

As his body became increasingly comfortable, Zhang Xiaoyu's desire to add Bi Hua to his harem grew stronger, especially as his climax approached. He even considered adding the person who taught Bi Hua these climax techniques to his harem as well—provided, of course, that person was a woman, and a beautiful one at that, whose age was not an issue for him.

"Such beautiful feet! It would be such a great regret in life if I couldn't have them!" With this thought in mind, Zhang Xiaoyu finally ushered in the most exciting moment.

Chapter 72: The Begging Mother and Daughter. Hua Bihua felt as if someone had poured a water sling over her feet. A hot stream, with a powerful impact, sprayed directly onto the itchiest spot on the soles of her feet. Caught off guard, Bihua almost laughed out loud from the

ticklishness. Stimulated, Bihua naturally pulled her feet back forcefully. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyu also took the opportunity to let go. Caught off guard, if she hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed the table, she probably would have fallen backward, chair and all.

Bihua knew what was in her feet, of course, but she didn't care about that now. She could only immediately put her feet back in her shoes, suppressing the indescribable feeling of shame, excitement, and anger. Only after her heartbeat returned to normal did the blush on Bihua's face slowly disappear.

Xiangjun, sitting next to her, had already noticed Bihua's unusual expression, but she had no idea what was wrong. Besides, they were eating, and she didn't know anyone around, so she didn't feel comfortable asking her mistress.

After the meal, Zhang Xiaoyu thought about how he might be staying here for a long time, and that A'Luo's Mantuo Manor was also nearby. He couldn't keep staying in a hotel; it was too inconvenient. Moreover, his wives were constantly being stared at by lecherous men. Just thinking about those perverted men staring at his wives' private parts while thinking those things made Zhang Xiaoyu extremely uncomfortable, like swallowing a fly. It seemed he needed to buy a mansion to hide his wives away in a gilded cage. He would build a huge carriage, and whenever the women wanted to leave, they could simply ride in it, leaving those lecherous men only able to sigh in vain.

Bihua didn't even dare to look at Zhang Xiaoyu now. She took Xiangjun to a room and didn't come out once they went in. Liu Ruoyun had to take care of Lingyun, so she also went back to her room. Wang Yuyan had been traveling for half a day and was a little tired, so she also booked a room to rest. Azhu had always had a good relationship with Wang Yuyan, so she went to the room to keep her company.

Zhang Xiaoyu took Zhong Ling and Ge Guangpei out to see if there were any houses they could buy, and the two women were very happy. Zhang Xiaoyu

, in his loose robes and with a folding fan in his hand, strode down the street.

The street was bustling with people, a lively scene. Various noises filled the air, and men and women in colorful clothes came and went in an endless stream.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked down the street with two women. His handsome appearance, extraordinary temperament, and the youthful beauty of the two women frequently attracted the attention of passersby.

Zhang Xiaoyu strolled along the street, his mood gradually relaxing.

Turning a corner, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped.

Across the street, against the wall of a shop, squatted a little girl in a tattered cotton-padded coat. The girl, about eight or nine years old, had disheveled hair and wore a ragged coat with tattered cotton wadding peeking out. Despite her worn clothes, her beautiful face was undeniable; she was a true beauty. She was picking up food discarded by a passerby and eating it, looking timidly at those around her. Her appearance was incredibly pitiful. What

was even more chilling was that while passersby came and went, no one paid them any attention.

Zhong Ling said, "This little girl is so pitiful." Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh: How cold-hearted the world is! He took out a few taels of silver from his pocket and was about to step forward when he saw a masked woman walking towards the little girl. The little girl was huddled in a corner eating food she had scavenged when she suddenly smelled an enticing aroma. Then she heard a soft, melodious voice: "Little sister, are you hungry? Come, sister has some food here." The little girl looked up and saw an older sister standing in front of her, looking at her gently, holding some fragrant food in her hand. The aroma wafted over, and she couldn't help but swallow. She looked timidly at the masked woman, wanting to take the food but not daring to.

The masked woman smiled slightly, placed the food in the little girl's hand, and said softly, "Little sister, don't be afraid, come, eat quickly." Hearing this, the little girl's eyes immediately reddened, and a crystal tear fell down. She blinked, looked at the food in her hand for a while, and then suddenly began to wolf it down.

The veiled woman stroked the little girl's head gently, saying softly, "Don't rush, eat slowly." By this time, a large crowd had gathered around the veiled woman, watching this touching scene. Everyone pointed and whispered.

The veiled woman, dressed in a simple white dress, knelt beside the little girl. Her eyes smiled as she gently stroked the little girl's hair, her gaze tender and gentle.

A white sash was tied around her waist, without any adornment. Her hair was styled in a high bun, adorned with a sandalwood phoenix hairpin. Her skin was as white as snow, and she exuded a graceful and captivating charm.

The veiled woman smiled as she watched the little girl wolf down her food, constantly stroking her hair.

After eating for a while, the little girl raised her head, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch the veiled woman, but hesitated, too afraid to do so.

The masked woman smiled and took her hand. The little girl gazed at her longingly and said, "Sister, you're so kind...you're so beautiful!" Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the street: "Xing'er, Xing'er...where are you?" The little girl looked up and said, "Mother, it's Mother..." Her voice was clear and full of joy. The masked woman stroked the little girl's head and said, "Little sister, is your mother looking for you?" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged woman searching around, calling out anxiously. The woman's clothes were tattered and dirty, clearly indicating she, like the little girl, relied on begging for a living. Hearing the woman's voice, the little girl cried out joyfully, "Mother, Mother, Xing'er is here!" The woman, seeing Xing'er, exclaimed with delight, "Xing'er, Xing'er!" Suddenly noticing the veiled woman beside Xing'er, her face changed color, and she shouted, "Let go of my child!" At this moment, Xing'er's shrill voice rang out, "Mother... Sister is a good person, Sister gave me the food!" Hearing her daughter's words, the woman realized she had misunderstood the veiled woman and said with great remorse, "Miss, I'm sorry, I thought you were trying to kidnap my child." "It's alright, go and see your daughter," the veiled woman smiled, not angry at the woman's rudeness.

The woman trembled. "Xing'er." Looking at the little girl Xing'er, she said, "Child, I've been looking for you so badly." "Mother..." The little girl Xing'er threw herself into the woman's arms, crying, "Mother, I've been looking for you so much... Waaah..." The woman stroked the little girl's head tenderly, saying with immense affection, "I've been looking for you too! Child, where have you been these past few days? I was so worried about you!" The veiled woman looked at the mother and daughter, took out a silver ingot, and offered it to the woman.

"Miss, how can I accept this? I haven't even thanked you for giving my daughter food yet, how can I take your money now?" the woman refused.

"Take it, don't let the child go hungry." After saying this, the veiled woman placed the silver in the woman's hand and left.

Watching the graceful figure wearing a veil, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but secretly admire: This veiled woman really has a kind heart.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked over to the beggar mother and daughter, patted the little girl's head, and said to the woman, "If you trust me, you and your daughter can come with me from now on. I won't let you go hungry. You just need to take good care of my wives, the two women beside me." The woman looked at Zhang Xiaoyu's handsome face, her heart skipped a beat: What a handsome young man! Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, the woman thought for a moment. Regardless of whether Zhang Xiaoyu was a good person or not, at least following him was better than her and her daughter starving to death, so she nodded.

Zhang Xiaoyu still wanted to buy a house, so he asked Ge Guangpei to take the mother and daughter to a hotel first, while he and Zhong Ling continued to look for a house. They searched the city for half a day, until sunset, but Zhang Xiaoyu still hadn't found a suitable house. Just as he was about to return to the inn, he was stopped by a woman.

"May I ask, young master, are you looking to buy a house?" The woman's voice was sweet, but her looks were only average.

"Yes, how did you know?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked up and asked casually.

"I've seen you wandering around the city for quite a while, looking at houses. I suppose you're also looking to buy one," the woman introduced herself. "My name is Cuiyun, a local. I specialize in real estate brokerage. If you'd like, I can help you." A real estate broker? Zhang Xiaoyu perked up immediately. How could he have been so foolish? He'd thought there were no real estate brokers in this era. He should have known better than to waste several days running around like this.

"You really are a real estate broker?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked, half-believing. First, he was surprised to hear the term "real estate broker" in this era. Second, it seemed rare for women in ancient times to be out in the public eye doing business.

"Of course, my family has been in the real estate brokerage business for three generations," Cuiyun replied matter-of-factly. "In my generation, there are no men in the family, so it's the women who have to support the business." "By the way, what kind of house are you looking for, sir? Do you want to open a shop or just live there? What's your budget?" Cuiyun quickly composed herself and began asking professional questions.

Zhang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment before explaining his requirements to Cuiyun.

After listening to Zhang Xiaoyu's explanation, Cuiyun thought carefully for a moment and said, "Young master, it's quite a coincidence that I happen to have a large mansion here that perfectly matches your requirements. When would you have time to take you there and talk to the owner in person?" "There's no time like the present, I'm free right now. If it's convenient, please take me there now, Miss Cuiyun." Zhang Xiaoyu had been exhausted from searching for a house these past few days. It would be great to settle down sooner rather than later.

"In that case, please come with me, young master." Just as she turned around, Cuiyun seemed to remember something and hurriedly said, "Young master, you must pay me one hundred taels of silver as a fee first. Of course, before we see the house, fifty taels will suffice." "Of course." Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything more and handed Cuiyun a one hundred tael silver note.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's decisive action, Cuiyun smiled and said, "Young master, do you trust me so much that you'd pay a hundred taels of silver so readily? Aren't you afraid I'll cheat you?" Zhang Xiaoyu smiled calmly, "Since I've paid, of course I'm not afraid." Cuiyun smiled calmly and said softly, "Young master, rest assured, Cuiyun will not disappoint you." Soon, Zhang Xiaoyu and his entourage arrived with Cuiyun in the bustling center of Suzhou. Cuiyun pointed to a magnificent mansion ahead and introduced, "Young master, the house I was referring to is that one not far ahead. It's in a very good location; you're lucky to have found it at such a good time." Zhang Xiaoyu was slightly surprised. It was unbelievable that someone would sell a house in such a prime location.

Cuiyun knocked on the door, and after a short while, the door opened. A beautiful woman who looked to be around thirty years old peeked out. Cuiyun quickly went up to her and explained their purpose.

Chapter 73: The Landlady is a Beautiful

Woman. The beautiful woman turned around and carefully examined Zhang Xiaoyu for a few moments. She had a very good first impression of him. He had a scholarly air about him, without the frivolous air of a spoiled brat. He had fair skin, bright eyes, and looked like a refined gentleman, not to mention his handsome appearance.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaoyu also carefully observed the beautiful landlady. Her skin was like jade, her fragrance like orchids, and she exuded the aura of a mature woman.

Goodness, another mature woman. Zhang Xiaoyu smiled broadly.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's surprised look, Cuiyun's smile widened. She smiled slightly and introduced, "Young master, this is the landlady, Liu." Then, Cuiyun introduced her to the beautiful woman, "This is young master Zhang." "Young master Zhang, please come in—" Liu said with great composure.

Only then did Zhang Xiaoyu regain his composure and go inside.

"Young Master, Madam Liu's husband died early, and she now lives alone with her daughter. Such a large courtyard is far too lonely for them..." Just as Zhang Xiaoyu was deep in thought, Cuiyun interrupted him.

Zhang Xiaoyu casually asked, "What did Madam Liu's husband do before he died? How could he have left behind such a large mansion?" "I don't know the specifics," Cuiyun replied.

As they spoke, the group entered the hall. Looking at the luxuriously decorated hall, Zhang Xiaoyu was even more surprised. Judging from the decorations, Madam Liu seemed to have no shortage of money. Then why would she sell this mansion in such a prime location at such a low price?

After they were seated, Cuiyun said, "Young Master, I have already introduced you. The rest is up to you to discuss." Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and nodded, saying, "Madam, what do you think?" Madam Liu also nodded, uttering a clear, melodious voice like a nightingale: "Young Master Zhang, I don't want to sell the house." "What? You don't want to sell the house?" Zhong Ling was completely baffled by Madam Liu's words.

Zhang Xiaoyu's expression also darkened. He thought to himself, "Could this Liu be a shill for the house?" Such things were commonplace in his previous life. Real estate agents had shills, marriage agencies had shills… In short, the characteristic of these kinds of things is that they lure you in with very attractive conditions, and once you pay the fee, they immediately change their minds and refuse, leaving you with nothing but disappointment. "My husband passed away early, leaving only my daughter and me and this large house," Liu's expression suddenly turned melancholic. "This house is the only thing my husband left for my daughter and me. Originally, I never thought of selling the house, but in recent years, my daughter and I have felt increasingly lonely. Young master, think about it, such a large house, just the two of us. What kind of feeling is that? So, I asked Cuiyun to help me find a good buyer to sell the house." Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you sell it, that's fine.

"If that's the case, why did you say you wouldn't buy it earlier, Madam? Do you have some kind of opinion about me, or some other reason?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked humbly.

"Young Master, please don't be hasty. Let me explain," Madam Liu said softly, adjusting her emotions. "This house is my husband's life savings, the culmination of his life's work. So I think, even if I'm going to buy it, I need to find someone worthy of the purchase. In other words, I must find someone I can trust to buy this house." "Don't worry, Madam. I will certainly take good care of this house," Zhang Xiaoyu said, though he didn't quite believe Madam Liu's words, he still went along with her wishes to persuade her to agree.

"Young Master, please let me finish," Madam Liu gave Zhang Xiaoyu a resentful look. "To avoid selling to the wrong person, I plan to investigate the buyer for six months." Damn it, isn't that ridiculous? Six months? The opportunity will be lost by then. Who has the patience to wait six months?

Liu seemed to sense Zhang Xiaoyu's thoughts and hurriedly said, "Young master, don't be anxious. This is what I'm thinking: for any buyer who comes to purchase a property and whom I've chosen, I can rent out the house to them." Rent? Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked, "How does Madam plan to rent it out? You know what I'm buying the house for." "Renting it out is simple. Just pay six months' rent upfront, and you can use it. As for what you do, I don't care. As long as it's not murder or arson, I wouldn't object even if you ran a brothel," Liu said softly.

Zhang Xiaoyu pressed again, "Then how do I pass the test after six months?" Zhang Xiaoyu genuinely wanted the house and naturally wouldn't be satisfied with just a six-month lease.

"Young master Liu, may I speak with you in private?" Liu seemed to have something difficult to say.

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded and followed Liu into a small room in the main hall.

"Young Master, my late husband's greatest worry was our daughter, Kexin." At this point, Madam Liu hesitated slightly, then said softly, "Kexin is fourteen years old this year, but she has lacked a father's love all these years. She's somewhat withdrawn and never interacts with other children her age. Therefore, I hope that we can find some fatherly love for Kexin through some other means..." Zhang Xiaoyu paused, then suggested, "Madam, you could remarry. With your beauty, remarriage shouldn't be difficult." Madam Liu shook her head, saying softly, "What are you talking about, Young Master?" "It's not that simple. According to Song Dynasty custom, widowed women are expected to remain chaste for their former husbands. I, naturally, also strictly adhere to these virtues and dare not harbor any other thoughts. Besides, even if I remarry and find a stepfather for Kexin, he might not truly care for her. All these years, the reason I've remained single is to prevent Kexin from suffering and to allow her to grow up happily. Who knew that this would result in Kexin losing her father's love…" "Then what does Madam mean?" Zhang Xiaoyu was increasingly puzzled. What exactly was Liu trying to convey with all this?

"Young Master, the key to passing this test actually lies with Kexin," Liu explained.

"Kexin?" Zhang Xiaoyu paused, then asked, "Madam, do you mean that as long as Kexin agrees, this matter is settled?" Liu Shi thought for a moment, then looked up at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "In a sense, that's one way to understand it. But there are some things I must explain to you first." She paused, hesitated, and said in a deep voice, "Young master, you're a smart man, so I won't beat around the bush. If you can make up for Kexin's lost fatherly love, she'll definitely be satisfied. Then, I'll sell the entire mansion to you at a low price..." Goodness, what does Liu Shi mean? Make up for Kexin's lost fatherly love? Does she want me to be Kexin's father?

Zhang Xiaoyu was a little dazed and asked, "Madam, if I heard correctly, you mean you want me to be Kexin's father, right?" Liu Shi blushed slightly, but nodded nonetheless. "You could say that. Your role can only be Kexin's father, not mine… In other words, there's no direct relationship. Understand?" "I understand, but the problem is… he's only sixteen now. Although he looks over twenty. Good heavens, making a sixteen-year-old boy the father of a fourteen-year-old girl, that's just too far-fetched…" "Young master, you must think it over now. Whether you agree to my proposal or not, we will test you. If you don't agree, then I can only say I'm sorry. Of course, I will return the commission you paid to Cuiyun." It was clear that Liu Shi really hoped Zhang Xiaoyu would agree. Her eager gaze said it all.

"Wait, let me think about it some more." Zhang Xiaoyu sorted out the whole matter: "Madam, you mean, you want me to be Kexin's father, and give her fatherly care, so she can feel the missing fatherly love again. But, we won't have a husband-wife relationship? Is that what you mean?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked cautiously, having recovered his composure.

Liu nodded and said, "That's right, that's what I mean. Are you willing?" Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze fell on Liu's beautiful face, and he couldn't help but swallow. When his gaze stopped on Liu's high, full breasts, he was slightly surprised. A mature woman who had given birth was indeed different; those things were really big. It was a pity that they could only have a father-daughter relationship, not a husband-wife relationship.

"Father, do you think we could at least pretend to be father and daughter? Otherwise, your daughter Kexin will feel it's fake and pretentious. In that case, it will be difficult for her to feel fatherly love." Zhang Xiaoyu was really unwilling to let go of those oversized treasures.

Upon hearing this, Liu blushed deeply. "Young Master Liu, I'm sorry, I cannot grant your request. How to give Kexin fatherly love is your business; I only care about the result," Liu said firmly. There's

plenty of time; no rush. Anyway, you're the one who provoked me; if I don't touch your big breasts, I'm not Zhang Xiaoyu. "Madam, rest assured, I will definitely make Kexin feel what fatherly love is," Zhang Xiaoyu said confidently.

"Then may I ask you, young master, what is fatherly love?" Madam Liu said calmly. "You must answer this question first?

Damn, you passed the test so quickly. But this question won't stump Zhang Xiaoyu: 'Fatherly love is the love a father gives to his child, allowing the child to feel the warmth his father provides. Fatherly love is, from a male perspective, giving the child strength, independence, confidence, and tolerance... so that the child can feel a love different from motherly love.' Upon hearing this, Madam Liu nodded: 'Good. Very good, your answer is spot on. Now I declare that you are qualified to be Kexin's candidate father.' Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and nodded: 'Then, what should I do next?' Madam Liu's eyes lit up, and she smiled broadly: 'Next, I want to know if you have any talent, young master? My daughter Kexin has been studying with me since she was little, so as her father, you must have certain talents. Otherwise, you will not be able to fulfill the role.' 'Oh? Is that so? Then please ask me, Madam?' Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly."

"Well then," said Zhang Xiaoyu, "Young master, look, there's a pond over there. There are lotus flowers in the pond. Why don't you compose a poem about lotus flowers? Would that be alright?" Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I'll make a fool of myself. 'Green lotus leaves cover the green water, hibiscus blossoms are adorned with red freshness, Below are lotus roots intertwined, Above are lotus flowers with twin heads.' 'Madam, is that alright?' Zhang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

'Wonderful, truly wonderful! Young master is indeed very talented.' Madam Liu was delighted with Zhang Xiaoyu's talent and immediately nodded in agreement that Zhang Xiaoyu would temporarily be Kexin's father.

Zhang Xiaoyu secretly rejoiced, thankful that lotus flowers were growing here; if it were any other flower, there would have been a problem. The poem he had just recited was from the Jin Dynasty folk song 'Qingyang Ferry.' It was a poem he had specially memorized when he and his girlfriend went to the park in his previous life. He never expected it would come in handy now.

"Young master, if it's convenient, you can officially rent this courtyard starting tomorrow. However, Kexin and I will still need to use the rooms in the backyard," Liu explained.

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