[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 1

[Synopsis] Have you not seen seven husbands descend from the heavens, rushing to the harem never to return? Have you not seen, from the highest heavens to the deepest hells, the path to vying for favor is arduous and perilous? Enjoy life to the fullest when you are successful, do not let your boudoir be empty before the moon. My beauty is surely meant for something, husbands may come and go. The winds of change are blowing, the harem is in chaos, seven husbands fight, blood flows. A sea of jealousy swells, endless sorrow arises.

Prologue:

In July of the 214th year of the Zhaoyang calendar, Emperor Ruiwu, only thirty-six years old, fell critically ill. The power struggle between Empress Yan's family and Imperial Concubine Pei's family, which had begun as undercurrents, gradually intensified.

On July 13th, a torrential downpour enveloped the entire Xiwu Imperial Palace in a damp and chilly atmosphere. Even the magnificent Liuhua Palace was shrouded in a gloomy, lifeless atmosphere.

Inside the palace, heavy curtains swayed gently in the night breeze, the damp scent of rain filling the air. The palace lanterns in the four corners cast a dim glow, while the peony and jade screen inlaid with rubies and emeralds reflected a hazy light.

On a table covered with patterned red silk sat a vase of lotus flowers, their petals as translucent as snow, as smooth as jade. The lamplight cast a pale golden glow on their outlines, making them appear even more ethereal and otherworldly, unlike any ordinary flower.

Beside the lotus sat a young woman with flowing hair and a simple dress. Though she had removed her makeup, her noble and aloof air seemed to emanate from the depths of her being, radiating effortlessly without any adornment. Coupled with her snow-white skin and exquisite features, she was none other than the current Imperial Noble Consort Hua Shuo, the eldest daughter of the Pei family, a lineage of renowned generals, and the mother of Emperor Ruiwu's eldest son, Yan Huang—Pei Qingyao.

At this moment, she lowered her brows, expressionless, watching her wet nurse, Madam You, who had cared for her since childhood and later accompanied her into the palace as part of her dowry, struggle for her life on the floor covered with a luxurious phoenix-embroidered carpet.

The woman, in her fifties, looked only in her forties due to her excellent upbringing. Yet now, clutching her neck in agony, watching the blue jade bowl roll beside her, she knew her life was over.

Driven by the instinct for survival, she suppressed the excruciating pain and crawled towards Pei Qingyao, her bloodied lips trembling as she hoarsely stammered, "Your Majesty…Your Majesty…this servant really…really didn't say…"

This morning, while visiting Emperor Ruiwu, Pei Qingyao had clashed with Empress Yan Rui again. During the confrontation, the Empress had remarked with a half-smile that the eldest prince didn't resemble the Emperor at all. At that moment, she knew something bad was about to happen, but she never imagined that Pei Qingyao, whom she had raised with her own hands, would silently kill her.

Six months left, just six months until she could leave the palace, but at this crucial moment, the Emperor fell critically ill.

Pei Qingyao's lips curled into a sorrowful smile, but her eyes remained cold and hard. Her voice was gentle as the wind as she said, "Perhaps, but this way I feel more at ease, because you won't tell anyone again."

This was a grave secret. Once exposed, not only would her own life be in danger, but the entire Pei family would be destroyed, never to rise again.

Ten years ago, after doing all that, she should have eliminated everyone who knew about it. But You Shi was her wet nurse, someone who had been with her for twenty-one years. She had been soft-hearted and couldn't bear to part

with her. Only today did she realize the enormity of her mistake. Entrusting her entire life, and the fate of the entire Pei family, to a lowly servant was utterly foolish.

Since the Empress had spoken those words today, she naturally harbored suspicions. Therefore, You Shi could not be allowed to live under any circumstances.

Madam You had crawled to Pei Qingyao's feet, trembling as she grasped the hem of Pei Qingyao's silver-embroidered skirt, stammering, "Your Majesty... please spare me, I promise... I promise to remain mute for life... I will never, ever betray you..."

Pei Qingyao looked down at her, without a trace of pity, and said, "You've been with me for thirty-one years, you should know my temperament. When have I ever believed in loyalty that only exists in words? Now you've shown me with facts, isn't that better?"

Madam You stared at her intently, at this woman she longed to be her daughter but never dared to treat as such, for a long time, then suddenly smiled slightly.

Pei Qingyao was puzzled by this sudden smile, but the deep-seated Pei Qingyao was already used to concealing her emotions, so her face remained as calm and leisurely as ever.

Black blood was seeping from the corners of You's mouth; she was on the verge of death. Yet, she stubbornly raised her head, looking at Pei Qingyao, and cursed each word, "I knew you wouldn't... keep your promise to me, so I prepared long ago... I thought I could exchange my life for yours, but now... it's clearly too late... Pei Qingyao, you owe me, and you will pay the price... because your daughter... will suffer a lifetime of misfortune because of your selfishness and heartlessness..."

Hearing the word "daughter," Pei Qingyao's brow twitched almost imperceptibly, but ultimately showed little reaction. Her gaze remained indifferent as she looked at You on the ground, asking, "What do you mean?"

You smiled bitterly, saying, "In the future... someone will tell you... it's too late to regret..." At this point, her expression froze, and then her cheek slammed heavily to the ground.

Pei Qingyao stared at You on the ground, speechless. After a long while, she summoned her trusted confidants to drag her body out of Liuhua Palace.

The rain pattered down. Pei Qingyao stood by the window, her slender, jade-like fingers lightly touching the damp windowpane. She looked up at the hazy night sky, then turned and closed the window.

A month later, Emperor Ruiwu died. The Pei clan swiftly and decisively crushed the Yan clan, a noble family that valued literature over martial arts. At the same time, Pei Qingyao, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, personally led her trusted guards to close the palace gates, assassinating Empress Yan Rui and her son Yan Rong. All the concubines and palace servants who were affiliated with the Empress's family were also executed.

On the eighth day of the ninth month of the 214th year of the Zhaoyang calendar, the ten-year-old Yan Huang ascended the throne, changing the country's name to Xihe, and honoring his mother as Empress Dowager Mingyi. The thirty-one-year-old Pei Qingyao became the first regent empress dowager on the male-dominated Zhaoyang continent.

His younger brother, Pei Bangqing, was enfeoffed as Prince Chen, becoming the first non-royal prince in Dongyi. The Pei family rose from a renowned military family to become the leading noble family in Dongyi.

The main text describes the failed seduction attempt

in the year 220 of the Zhaoyang calendar, at Mount Jiuhua in Xiwu. Mount

Jiuhua is famous throughout the world for its two wonders and three scenic spots. The two wonders refer to Yuexiao Manor on the mountainside and Xiaoyao Avenue at the foot of the mountain.

Yuexiao Manor is the estate of the Yu family, a supreme clan in the martial arts world. It is not only beautiful but also ingeniously laid out. The exact ingenuity of its layout is unknown, but legend has it that once, a torrential rain extinguished all the garden lanterns in the manor, and an old servant who had served the manor for nearly twenty years got lost and wandered all night without finding his way back.

Xiaoyao Avenue, however, has a much shorter and more mysterious history than Yuexiao Manor. It was built just two years ago and is the only way to reach Yuexiao Manor from Jiulian Pond at the foot of the mountain.

It was renowned for its three superlatives: the largest gambling den, the most brothels, and the most delicious food in its restaurants.

It was an April evening, the blood-red setting sun casting long, long shadows of the buildings on either side of Xiaoyao Avenue on its smooth bluestone slabs.

At this hour, people were either gambling heavily in the gambling dens or dining in the restaurants, making the street somewhat deserted.

"Clang—"

A gong rang out, successfully shattering the tranquility of the twilight, its sound echoing far and wide above the rows of buildings lining Xiaoyao Avenue.

After the gong, a girl's voice, sweeter than honey and crisper than a nightingale's, sweetly proclaimed: "Hey, uncles, brothers, everyone, listen up!

Tonight at 7 PM, twenty-eight stunningly beautiful women will be offering you a free, unparalleled performance of song and dance—

don't miss it! Once you've passed this street, you won't find another chance!

Men, bring your money and come support us!

If you're not a man, plug your ears!"

"If you're a man but pretend you didn't hear it and won't come, you might as well castrate yourself—"

Hearing such a shocking advertisement, the men in the gambling dens and restaurants on both sides exchanged glances, then simultaneously squeezed towards the windows outside. Only the regular customers remained unmoved, because they knew who was parading around outside.

Qin Liyue, the top coach of Banhua Mian, the largest brothel on Xiaoyao Avenue, a greedy and lustful street thug who kicks ugly men and sleeps with handsome ones.

At the end of the street, in Yuanming Pavilion, an ordinary-looking young man in black heard the noise and came to the balcony to look down. A petite woman in a pink dress with cascading black hair had already walked past the building, carrying a bronze gong in her hand, followed by a large golden dog. She walked towards the street, repeatedly striking the gong as she spoke, echoing what he had just heard.

Looking around, the streets were lined with onlookers from restaurants, brothels, and gambling dens, their entrances and balconies crowded with people pointing and whispering about the girl, or loudly taunting her.

The girl showed no shyness; even between sentences, she coquettishly turned to the men on either side and greeted them: "Brother, you must come! I'm waiting for you..."

"Uncle, stop gambling, save some money for some fun tonight..."

"Grandpa, can you still walk?" " If you can't walk, ask your son to help you..."

"Little brother, go back and call your dad, uncles, elder brothers, and brothers to come along. Mom, sisters, aunts, and younger sisters are fine..."

The voice filling his ears slowly overlapped with the voice deep in his memory. The black-clad boy's hands, resting on the railing, slowly clenched. The green-painted round wood made his hands appear snow-white, starkly different from his sallow complexion.

A moment later, a gaunt old man in a black robe slowly approached him, moving silently like a ghost.

"Five years ago, the one who stole my jade pendant was her." The boy's eyes flashed like lightning, staring at the petite figure receding into the distance on the street.

The old man in the black robe followed his gaze and glanced at Qin Liyue, saying expressionlessly, "In two quarters of an hour, we need to leave this place as planned."

"No!" The young man suddenly turned around, his innate domineering aura unconsciously spreading outwards.

The old man in black robes remained calm and said indifferently, "Now that we've discovered her, retrieving the jade pendant is only a matter of time. Young master, don't forget, we have more important matters to attend to."

Seeing the young man's still unwilling expression, the old man added, "I will send people to keep an eye on her. This is Yuexiao Manor's territory. If there's any disturbance, our opponents will immediately discover it, and then the Empress Dowager will be in danger." Hearing him mention his

mother, the anger that had been flaring in the boy's eyes instantly subsided. He lowered his gaze, his thick, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and without a word, turned and went back into the building.

*

At the end of the day, eight large red lanterns were hung in front of the Banhua Mian Building, illuminating the area as bright as day.

Inside, the tables and chairs that had filled the hall had been moved to one side, leaving a small circular space. The girls were preparing for their performance, with Liyue bustling around giving instructions:

"Guihua, your breasts aren't big, so don't show them later. Show your belly button instead."

"Yulan, pull your skirt down a bit, don't show your bare feet, and don't step on the guests, understand?"

"Hongmudan, tighten the straps of your bodice. When you dance later, just half-expose your breasts. If you dare to show them all, I'll cut them off, you hear me?"

"Oh dear, Heimudan, stop applying powder! Look at what you've done!" " I was going to use your dark charm, but you're just painting the walls layer by layer! Go wash it off!"

"Furong, wipe your mouth, it's as red as if you just drank blood, isn't that scary?"

"Ah, please come in, young master, thank you, madam, we have guests!"

...

At dusk, Banhuamian was indeed packed with patrons. Following Liyue's instructions, the prostitutes, disheveled, writhed their young, alluring bodies, casting seductive glances and beckoning with their red sleeves, their charms irresistible. Coupled with the accompanying seductive music and the subtle stimulation of the perfumes, some lecherous men were completely mesmerized. All notions of chivalry, justice, and morality were thrown into a drowsy slumber in the gentle

embrace. Their eyes gleamed with lust, their mouths watering, staring at the girls like hungry wolves eyeing a flock of plump lambs.

The madam, Xie Niang, grinned from ear to ear, thinking to herself, "As long as this little girl, Li Yue, is here, my 'Ban Hua Mian' brothel's' reputation will never fall."

Qin Li Yue stood in the shadows on the second floor, elbows resting on the railing, chin propped up by her hand, her gaze shifting, a half-smile playing on her lips as she looked down.

This was the whole reason she loved brothels; only here, under the sway of desire, could people reveal their truest selves.

Here, there was no hierarchy, no fame or fortune; only the most intimate connection between men and women... The most primal gaze and heartbeat.

She loved watching the men and women flirting in the brothel, loved the hungry looks and ugly faces of the men, loved the insincere moans of the prostitutes as they entertained customers…

She loved this decadent atmosphere; it felt familiar and comforting. She was born in a brothel, and only surrounded by this lewd atmosphere and scene did she feel that everyone was the same, that she was no different.

Men couldn't live without women; she was a product of the union of man and woman, nothing more.

The singing and dancing continued, and some customers couldn't contain themselves any longer, starting to flirt and tease the girls on the dance floor, the atmosphere in the hall growing increasingly heated.

Li Yue suddenly felt a little hungry and prepared to take her Tan Lang (the big yellow dog) to the kitchen to find food. Just as she turned around, she saw a handsome young man hurrying towards her from the other end of the corridor.

This man was named Chu Xiu, the personal attendant of Yu Wuchen, the second young master of Yuexiao Manor.

A captivating smile appeared on Li Yue's lips as she asked, "What is it?" "He misses me again?"

Chu Xiu nodded with a smile and said, "Please, Miss Li Yue, don't hesitate to come to the manor."

*

Li Yue had never quite understood why Yu Wuchen was so fond of the camellia called "Snowy Glow." The vast Linfeng Pavilion, apart from a clump of bamboo and a crabapple tree on the back cliff, was entirely filled with Snowy Glow. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

In late March and early April, the Snowy Glow was in full bloom. Walking into Linfeng Pavilion was like swimming in a sea of flowers.

Amidst the mesmerizing beauty under the moonlight, Li Yue walked straight towards Huayun Pavilion without looking away. For her, beautiful things shouldn't have an identical second one, because too many become tiresome. Just as she couldn't imagine what it would be like if there were a hundred Yu Wuchens in the world. Scenery?

Uh… this assumption seems a bit terrifying, better not to think about it too much.

As usual, Chu Xiu was waiting for her at the door, carrying a light pink glass lantern. Pushing open the door to the inner room, a faint scent of Du Ruo wafted out. Li Yue smiled; she loved his scent.

Turning past the flowing, draped gauze curtains, the room was filled with a radiant glow, as bright as the moon. Beneath the east wall, on an exquisitely carved black jade flower stand, a small flower basket strung with luminous pearls, like a silver moon in the sky, bathed everything in a warm glow. In the basket, a half-open cluster of snow-white flowers and leaves complemented each other, exceptionally beautiful.

Beside the flower stand, a long couch carved from a single piece of green jade gleamed under the light of the luminous pearls. Reclining on the couch, a person wore a snow-white gauze robe that cascaded down the green jade couch like a cloud. The evening breeze stirred, and the hem of the robe rippled like water, spotless.

He propped one leg on the couch, the other stretched out, his bare feet gleaming like autumn frost against the jade. His long, slender fingers held several yellowed scrolls, obscuring his face.

The three wonders of Jiuhua Mountain—mountains without peaks, waters without ripples, jade without dust. At first glance, well, perhaps they truly lived up to their reputation.

But in such an elegant setting, in such a tranquil spring night, where did that incessant, rat-like "crunching" sound come from?

Li Yue suppressed a laugh, nudging her lover beside her with her toes.

The lover understood, his four paws landing silently on the soft carpet, moving three steps away from the jade couch. Then, "Woof!" The

Dustless Prince, one of the three wonders of Jiuhua Mountain, sprang up like a spring, completely lacking any decorum. As he rose, a delicate glass cup rolled off the couch, scattering snow-white, crystal-clear candied lotus seeds all over the floor.

Without any hesitation, Tanlang immediately went up and began to devour the food.

"Hahaha!"

Yu Wuchen blinked his big eyes, white sugar crumbs still stuck to the corners of his mouth. His panicked and disheveled appearance made Liyue burst into laughter, staggering and falling onto a chair nearby.

If the world knew that Young Master Wuchen had such a childlike side, would they still look at him with envious and infatuated expressions when talking about him? After

teasing for a while, let's get back to the main topic. Liyue glanced at the task details and map that Yu Wuchen handed her, her gaze returning to Yu Wuchen's stunningly handsome face.

Seeing this, Yu Wuchen picked up the half-read hidden weapon manual "Thousand Mountains and Evening Snow" and used it to cover his face, his voice clear and gentle with a smile: "Don't look at me like that, it makes me blush."

Liyue walked over, pushed aside the pages of the book that were covering his face, and straddled his lap with her arms around his neck.

Such an action would be something an ordinary person would never dare to do to Yu Wuchen, even if they had a hundred lives. But Li Yue was no ordinary person. Yu Wuchen had saved her, she loved him, and was willing to be his personal assassin. They had been together for five years.

Looking at the face that haunted her dreams, Li Yue suppressed the fluttering in her heart caused by him, pouting her pink lips coquettishly, and asked, "What will you reward me for completing this mission?"

Yu Wuchen's eyes were clear and bright as he looked at the girl sitting on his lap with doting affection, and asked, "What do you want?"

"You'll give me whatever I want?" Li Yue's dark eyes were clear as she continued to pout.

"Mm." He, who usually liked to bargain with her, was surprisingly agreeable this time.

Li Yue released her arms from his neck, her slender fingers gently brushing against the corner of his lips, picking up a trace of sugar crumbs he hadn't wiped off. She glanced at him charmingly, then put her sugar-covered index finger into her mouth, pursing her pink lips and gently sucking on it.

A stunningly beautiful young girl in her prime sat on his lap, making such a seductive gesture. Most people would have already pulled her into their arms and kissed her mischievous little mouth.

Yu Wuchen, however, only watched her with a faint smile.

His seduction failed, and Li Yue, somewhat bored, withdrew her finger, saying, "I want a kiss from you, will you grant it?"

Yu Wuchen tilted his head, thought for a moment, and finally, under Li Yue's provocative gaze, softly uttered two words: "I will."

(Excerpt from "First Love Betrayal ")

May 20th, a drizzly day.

The picturesque Nine Lotus Pond was immersed in the damp twilight. A layer of white mist shimmered on the smooth bluestone streets, and not a single pedestrian was seen. People leaned against doors and windows, in twos and threes, their eyes flickering.

A black horse galloped past like the wind, the clatter of its hooves distant and ethereal. People craned their necks to look, but the blurry figures were already swallowed by the misty rain.

Soaked to the bone, Li Yue returned to Ban Hua Mian. Upon entering, she learned that members of the Blood Shadow Palace had infiltrated Jiuhua Mountain the previous night, but hadn't been caught yet. Jiuhua Mountain, including the Nine Lotus Pond at its foot and the Xiaoyao Avenue, was now under martial law, with no one allowed to move about freely.

The Blood Shadow Palace was the sworn enemy of Yuexiao Manor, the two sides controlling the eastern and western borders of Xiwu, with the Scarlet River as the boundary. Why would members of the Blood Shadow Palace come to Jiuhua Mountain? Were they tired of living?

However, Li Yue had no time to worry about such things. She silently returned to her room upstairs, closed the door, stood before the bronze mirror, and slowly removed her soaked clothes.

The girl in the mirror had a graceful and slender figure, her skin as white as snow and jade, without a single flaw. However, there was a triangular scab on her left shoulder, seemingly a fresh wound.

Looking at the scar, Li Yue felt a chill of pain in her heart.

She had only wanted a kiss from him, yet he demanded her life in return.

She was tasked with assassinating Yao Cong, the deputy leader of the Blood Shadow Palace's Earth Altar. When she arrived at his lair, Limu Mountain, she was met with an ambush of nearly fifty men and a Thousand-Faced Assassin Formation prepared for her.

She had heard of this formation more than once; in the world today, only two people had ever emerged alive from it: Yu Wuchen's elder brother, Yu Jiuxiao, and Murong Juan, the fourth young master of the Dongyi Murong family, who was hailed as the world's number one assassin four years ago, though he had died three years prior. Now

, including herself, Qin Liyue, there were still only two. Over the years, with her frequent exploits, her reputation in the martial arts world had soared. Because no one had ever seen her true face, she was given the nickname "Ten Thousand Mile Soul Chaser, Lonely Moon."

Yu Wuchen used this name to completely divert Yao Cong's attention to her, while another group he sent seized the opportunity to infiltrate Yao Cong's home and steal an important map.

From the beginning, she was his pawn; he had anticipated she would never return, which was why he had agreed to her request so readily.

Unfortunately, he still didn't understand her well enough, at least not enough about her abilities.

After washing up, she chose a long, flowing silver gauze dress with floral patterns, and draped a pale silver quilted overcoat. Pulling open the intricately designed three-tiered drawer of her dressing table, she selected a snow-covered plum blossom hairpin inlaid with rubies and South Sea pearls from a dazzling array of jewels. Paired with a pair of red jadeite drop earrings, the already bright and beautiful young woman instantly gained a touch of alluring charm.

Standing up, she gently twirled before the bronze mirror, gazing at her reflection—a woman as beautiful as a mirage—below. She lowered her eyes, picked up a red oil-paper umbrella, and walked downstairs.

The rain poured down. She opened the umbrella and stepped out of the gate of Banhua Mian, turning to call to the large yellow dog sitting beside the steps: "My love, come with me." The large yellow dog wagged its tail and followed her, quickly disappearing into the misty rain.

A light rain fell, casting a shadowy shadow over the night. Outside the manor, Yu Jiuxiao directed his men in a frantic search for those from the Blood Shadow Palace. The air was thick with tension, and even the grass seemed to warn of danger. Yet, the once-lush and vibrant Linfeng Pavilion remained serene.

Liyue, holding an umbrella, walked slowly along the winding flower-lined path. Her long, white dress billowed in the damp wind, dampened by raindrops on the grass.

A faint light shone from Huayun Pavilion, but no one was at the door.

She leaned her umbrella against the door and told Tanlang to wait for her outside. Liyue pushed open the door, gently smoothed a strand of hair at her neck, and went inside.

Inside, everything was the same except for the empty night-shining pearl flower basket.

Yu Wuchen was still reclining on the jade couch, reading, even in the same posture as before. The quiet, fragrant air still carried the soft creaking of books and the sweet scent of candied lotus seeds.

Yet, her mood was entirely different from before.

Li Yue sat down in the chair opposite him, one hand resting on the armrest, her cheek propped up as she looked at him sideways.

After finishing a page, he turned the book away, revealing his handsome face that was endlessly captivating. His clear, warm gaze swept towards the door, and he smiled brightly, asking, "My beloved isn't here?"

"No." Li Yue looked at him, realizing for the first time that his smile could be so unfamiliar, because she truly couldn't fathom what emotions lay hidden behind it.

He seemed nonchalant.

"You don't like me? You hate me? You despise me?" Li Yue toyed with the colorful glass cup used for holding candy on the table beside her, asking without looking up.

"Why would you think that?" he asked curiously.

"Isn't that right?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Of course not!" he denied with a smile.

"Then why did you send me to my death!" Li Yue suddenly erupted, swinging the glass cup at Yu Wuchen opposite her. Yu Wuchen slightly tilted his head; the cup grazed his temple, shattering against the jade-clad wall behind him.

Li Yue's eyes burned with fury, bright as stars, her chest heaving with emotion.

In contrast, Yu Wuchen was much calmer. His smile remained unchanged as he said, "You're back, aren't you? I've always had faith in you."

Seeing the smile on his lips, Li Yue's heart calmed instantly, a deathly stillness.

Five years had passed. She thought she knew this man who had captured her heart perfectly. She knew he loved sweets, hated celery, was a shrewd businessman, and was a man of few words. But she had forgotten that he was also a master of disguise.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a deep sadness, simply because she truly loved this man she had never truly understood.

Her heart felt like it was being chilled by the winter wind, unbearably cold and aching. She felt she was about to burst into tears, but she didn't want to cry in front of him, didn't want him to look down on her even more.

So, suppressing her heartache, she forced herself to put on the same smile he wore, slowly walked to him, leaned forward slightly, placed her hands on his shoulders, and straddled the jade couch, sitting astride him face-to-face. Her breath was sweet as orchids: "I've come to collect my reward."

He didn't speak, nor did he struggle, tacitly agreeing.

The pale lips she had longed for were now so close, and because of their owner's promise, she could taste them freely. In the past, she might have felt a slight shyness, for it was her first time, and he was the man she longed for.

But now…

without hesitation, she leaned down and bit his lower lip, licking and sucking it forcefully, without any gentleness.

She had always thought that the first time she kissed him, her mouth and heart would be sweet; now she knew it was the bitterest medicine in the world, tasting in her mouth, hurting in her heart, bitter to the depths of her soul.

He had never loved her; he was merely using her. To achieve his own goals, he was even willing to disregard her life.

She cupped his face in her hands, biting and sucking his lips again and again, displaying extreme cruelty.

Yu Wuchen, ah, the second young master of the number one manor in the world, the head of the Yu Clan Merchant Guild, a man of both wealth and good looks, a god among men.

He had never been treated like this before.

To outsiders, this scene on the bed might appear as lovers' unrestrained intimacy, but only they themselves knew the true taste of it all.

He could kill her at any moment, and so could she.

He didn't move, letting her roughly lick and bite his lips, wantonly ravaging them.

After a long while, she took his lower lip in her mouth, bit it hard, and then released him.

His lips were more swollen and red than ever before, his lower lip bitten raw, blood seeping out, contrasting with his fair face, giving him a deadly allure.

"Satisfied?" he asked calmly.

"So-so." She stared at his lips, watching the blood slowly seep into the corner of his mouth, paused, and asked again, "Do you want to kill me?"

"No." He answered decisively.

She looked up, her small, delicate lips still stained with the blood from his lips, her smile alluring yet cold: "Then I'll be leaving."

He didn't speak, only looked at her.

She climbed off his lap, stretched wearily, turned to leave, but stopped, glanced at him sideways, and asked, "Why did you do this to me?"

Before he could answer, she turned away, flicked her sleeve, and said, "Never mind, I don't want to know." With that, she turned and left without looking back.

The rain was still falling. She held her umbrella and walked away with her lover.

Once outside Yuexiao Manor, she could no longer control the surging sadness and pain within her. Her nose stung, her eyes welled up, and a long-dormant tear burst forth.

She let go of the umbrella, allowing the wind to carry it away. The cold rain quickly soaked her, washing away the tears on her cheeks.

Five years of memories with him—the joy, the anger, the感动, the melancholy… all rushed into her mind. The words that used to choke her every time she saw him, words she desperately wanted to say but had to suppress, now became the sharpest knife, shattering her strong shell and wounding the soft pride within.

In her life, two people had been with her the longest: her mother, who had stayed by her side for seven years, and him, who had shared five years with her. Now, they had to part again.

She wouldn't have let him go if he hadn't truly broken her heart.

She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and bit her lip to keep from sobbing.

She could get through it, she could definitely get through it. He was just a heartless man, wasn't he? He just had a handsome face, wasn't he? Two-legged toads were hard to find, but two-legged men were everywhere; she didn't care.

But… why did her heart ache so much, aching just like it had ten years ago? How could she cope this time? Jump off a cliff again?

"Waaah—" Seeing his mistress standing motionless in the rain, lost in thought, Tanlang couldn't help but nibble at her skirt and whimper.

Li Yue lowered her head in response, looking at the big yellow dog, soaked to the bone like herself but still clinging to her side

. She sighed and said, "Let's go." Stumbling along, her mind was clouded by the intense heartache; she had no idea where she was going.

Was the whole mountain under martial law? What did it matter to her? She'd been here for five years; everyone knew she was Yu Wuchen's person. Who dared to stop her?

Now, it all seemed tragically laughable.

"Woof woof—" In her daze, Tan Lang suddenly started tugging at her skirt again. She forced herself to focus and looked up.

All around her were dense forests, shrouded in darkness, the rain pattering against the treetops.

Where was she? The back mountain?

Without time to think, her gaze followed Tan Lang's figure to the side. In the dim night, she vaguely saw a pair of feet peeking out from behind a tree root not far away.

Tan Lang wasn't barking, proving that whether this person was alive or dead, they must be quite good-looking. Tanlang had been by her side for three years and knew her temperament well. It would usually tug at her to look at a handsome man, but bark furiously at an ugly one.

She walked to the man's side. In the darkness, she couldn't see his face, only a faint glimmer in his eyes.

Seeing her approach, the man's breath hitched, but he didn't move.

The torrential rain was blocked by the treetops, only a few drops falling from the leaves. In the silent stillness, a faint, sweet fragrance slowly spread.

This scent… Liyue frowned. Feimei Nongwan?

Feimei Nongwan was Yu Wuchen's unique hidden weapon, coated with a super-strong anesthetic he had developed himself. Anyone hit would become paralyzed and unable to move in the blink of an eye.

And this person had actually been hit by Feimei Nongwan and still managed to escape here? It was simply unimaginable.

Perhaps it was his fate to survive. If it weren't for the heavy rain tonight, even if he had escaped here, the manor's wolves would have found him in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, following that sweet fragrance.

She was feeling down and had no intention of meddling in other people's business, but when she saw that this person was the one Yu Wuchen wanted to capture, she became interested again.

Regardless of who he was, if Yu Wuchen wanted to capture him, she was determined to save him.

Although she knew he must be unable to move to have collapsed there, just to be on the safe side, she acted swiftly, pressing several acupoints on his chest before confidently carrying him on her back. She then determined her direction and headed deeper into the dense forest behind the mountain.

In a

secluded and beautiful cave in the back of the mountain, a small campfire burned. Tan

Lang was roasting his fur close to the fire.

Li Yue sat by the fire, her eyes lowered, her long, wet hair clinging uncomfortably to her back.

Her heart was still aching, and she needed to do something to distract herself, because this feeling was truly unbearable.

She turned and looked back at the unusual young man leaning against the stone wall.

He was unusual in three ways:

first, his clothing. The black fabric, of unknown texture, gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen. Its style resembled arrow sleeves, yet wasn't quite the same; the patterns on the collar and cuffs were simple yet exquisitely detailed. A metal belt, a foot wide, cinched his waist, perfectly conforming to the curve of his narrow waist, creating an alluring silhouette that made him appear like a slender, strong bamboo stalk in the wind.

Secondly, he had short hair, fine, feathery strands covering his forehead and temples, adding a touch of wildness to his otherwise delicate oval face.

Thirdly, his weapon appeared to be an "S"-shaped scimitar, a weapon Li Yue had only ever seen in weapon catalogs; this was the first time she had ever seen one in person. He tucked the sword behind his back; from her angle, only two gleaming blades were visible on his left shoulder and right hip.

A smile played on Li Yue's lips. She had always been fascinated by unique things, especially since this boy, who looked no more than twenty, was undeniably handsome. Beneath his wispy, yet elegantly styled hair, his long, bright eyes shone with a captivating charm.

He sat there quietly, his slender frame and shallow breathing like a demon from the night, cold and alluring, tempting one to sin.

Looking at his handsome face, almost as striking as Yu Wuchen's, and his calm gaze reminiscent of Yu Wuchen's, Li Yue felt a sudden surge of impulse.

She walked to his side, knelt down, took the curved sword from his back and placed it aside, then gently touched his cheek.

The skin was delicate and smooth. Li Yue was somewhat bewitched. She nestled closer to him, her slender fingers tracing down his straight, handsome eyebrows, across his high nose, and landing on his pale red lips.

His lips were fuller than Yu Wuchen's, and their shape was perfect. Pressing them with her fingertips felt soft and warm.

"Yu Wuchen, so what? I can easily find someone just as good as you while I'm out and about," Li Yue thought resentfully.

Coming to her senses, she looked up at the boy, only to find that even after she had touched him for so long, his eyes remained calm and expressionless. She hadn't struck his speech acupoint, yet he was so sparing with words, clearly not wanting to talk to her.

Was he ignoring her? If she hadn't carried him here, he would still be lying in the rain on the back mountain, risking being discovered at any moment!

This realization instantly annoyed her, but then her gaze shifted to his lips, and she suddenly smiled.

Let her see how long he could maintain this calm.

She rolled over and straddled his lap, her upper body pressed against his chest, her arms around his neck, and without a word, sealed his lips with hers.

A flicker of shock flashed in the boy's eyes, gone in an instant, too fleeting for Li Yue to catch, nor could she now.

His lips were soft and smooth, as delicious as they appeared. Recalling the scene at Linfeng Pavilion, her heart churned again. No longer content with a mere taste, she tried to pry open his teeth with her tongue to explore further.

He held on tightly, preventing her from succeeding.

She released his lips and turned to look at his face, only to find his gaze sharp as a knife, his deep eyes carrying a bloodthirsty darkness, coldly staring at her. A chilling killing intent emanated from him, causing Li Yue to involuntarily shiver.

To exude such a powerful and intimidating bloodthirsty aura even when his body was numb—this man's background was certainly not simple.

An ordinary person would have been intimidated by his fierce presence, but unfortunately, Li Yue was no ordinary person.

She nestled against the young man's broad chest, looking up at him with a slight smile like a kitten, and said, "I can tell you're not the kind of person anyone can just sleep with. But... you can't move right now, and I'm so bored, what should I do?"

The young man's gaze turned colder as he stared at her silently.

Li Yue lowered her eyelashes, her small hand caressing his chest, feeling the contours of his muscles through his clothes, and coaxed, "Why don't you just make do and give in to me?"

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he was utterly astonished. Having roamed the martial world for nearly ten years, he had never imagined that such a woman could exist! He had never imagined that one day he would lie so helplessly beneath a woman, letting her do as she pleased.

He had been careless, assuming Yu Wuchen was only good at business and knew nothing of martial arts. Who would have thought that the speed and accuracy with which Yu Wuchen launched his hidden weapons were unlike anything he had ever seen before

? This time, he wondered if he could escape this calamity. If not, then Blood Shadow Palace…

Just as he was thinking this, a sudden tingling sensation ran down his ear. Startled, he snapped back to reality and found the girl straddling him gently sucking on his earlobe.

What was she doing sucking his earlobe? Could it be some kind of sorcery? The boy, who had never experienced love, suppressed the strange sensation brought on by her sucking, mentally searching through all the martial arts manuals he had ever studied, but found no similar record.

“Silence means consent, so I won’t be polite.” The girl chuckled, her hot breath gently brushing against his ear, while her soft, wet tongue slid down his earlobe, playfully sliding all over his neck, making him unbearably itchy. If he hadn’t been extremely angry, he would have almost laughed out loud.

Li Yue was born in a brothel and had been frequenting brothels on Xiaoyao Avenue for the past few years. She didn’t need to deliberately learn the art of seducing men; she had picked it up almost naturally through daily exposure.

Originally, she wanted to use these techniques on Yu Wuchen, but unfortunately, it was unnecessary.

Originally, she thought that besides good looks, a man's personality and temperament were also important to her.

But after five whole years of trying to understand the man she liked, she decided there was no need to waste time trying to understand men anymore. If

a man was strikingly handsome at first glance and aroused her desire to make a move, that was enough.

Actually, she had already seen through it all in the brothel; men were merely animals driven by desire, and there was no need to give them genuine affection. But Yu Wuchen… had blinded her. Being

thoroughly hurt like this was good; at least it would help her live more clearly in the future.

The man beneath her had very good skin, and even in his disheveled state, he still faintly smelled of soap, showing he was very clean.

She liked clean men; if a man was slovenly, even if he was as beautiful as an angel, she wouldn't be interested.

After leaving seven or eight small red marks on his neck, she straightened up, feeling extremely unwilling and annoyed. While struggling with his belt, she complained, "What kind of tattered clothes are you wearing? They're so hard to untie!"

The boy stared at her, feeling all the blood rush to his head.

Since birth, even when bathing, he had never allowed a maid to attend to him. Now, however, he was about to be stripped naked by a strange woman, and what would happen after that was not hard to imagine.

For a man, what could be more humiliating than being forced upon by a strange woman?

Especially since he was completely averse to women, at least, he hadn't touched one so far.

His chest felt suffocating, almost bursting with anger, yet he was helpless. He simply closed his eyes, pretending to be dead.

His belt loosened, and then, a chill ran down his chest.

He knew without opening his eyes that she was staring at him.

He was clearly furious, yet for some reason, his cheeks were burning—a strange phenomenon he'd never experienced before.

Li Yue's dark eyes widened as she looked at his muscular chest, then at his delicate oval face, wondering if these strikingly different features and physique truly belonged to the same person.

However, compared to the bodies of the men she'd spied on in brothels, his physique was damnably perfect. His chest and abdominal muscles were smooth and firm, not bulging or knotted, each muscle perfectly enveloping his well-proportioned frame. Broad chest, narrow waist—not wild, but undeniably sexy.

"Hey, you have such a great body!" she praised him without reservation.

The boy tried hard to remain calm, but the temperature of his cheeks seemed to rise uncontrollably.

She reached out her wolfish hand, caressing his smooth skin, then pinching his firm muscles, marveling at the unfamiliar touch that was so different from a woman's softness.

Looking up, she saw the boy, who had just exuded a cold, murderous aura, now blushing with shame and indignation, and couldn't help but laugh. How adorable.

She leaned down mischievously and bit his shoulder, then moved downwards, and in no time, his smooth chest was covered with her small teeth marks and bright red hickeys.

Damn it, what was she doing? His small, sharp teeth bit him, causing both pain and itchiness, while the feeling of her soft, wet tongue gliding across his skin inexplicably made him feel hot all over, a feeling that made him vaguely restless.

Li Yue hugged his waist, licking and biting his chest. It was her first time doing this to a man, and she found it strange. She'd only meant to distract herself, but it seemed she couldn't stop. And his body was so hot, making her feel hot too, a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, I'm so hot, are you hot?" she asked, her small hands supporting her chest as she looked up.

He kept his eyes closed, ignoring her question.

Annoyed, she thought: I'll make you react!

After her initial determination, she worried again, wondering where to begin.

Looking down, she saw two small red bumps on his chest, round and plump like two little red beans, quite adorable. A playful thought struck her, and she reached out a finger to touch them, only to find him furrowing his brow slightly at her touch.

Ha, she'd triggered it! A mischievous smile played on her lips as she lightly pinched one. His breath hitched, and his cheeks flushed even more.

"Hey, I've found your weakness. Quick, say something to me obediently, and I'll let you off," Li Yue said smugly.

Although the boy was tormented by her actions, he had never yielded to anyone in his life, nor did he have the habit of doing so.

He could endure any pain, and he believed this time would be no exception. Therefore, he pursed his lips, ignoring her.

Seeing his reaction, Li Yue didn't waste words with him. After pinching it a couple of times with her fingers, she seemed unsatisfied and simply lowered her body to offer her mouth.

Her small tongue nimbly circled the little red bean, then suddenly took it into her mouth, gently sucking like a baby nursing. She repeated this over and over, thoroughly enjoying herself. So

itchy, so hot, so uncomfortable! The unprecedented physical stimulation made the boy almost curl up involuntarily. He never knew that a certain part of his body could cause him such discomfort under special circumstances. This torment even surpassed the pain he had suffered from the qi deviation three years ago.

Something seemed to be slowly awakening within him, something with its own consciousness. He could sense it; he had never experienced it before, nor could he control it. And what had awakened this was the strange woman now nestled against his chest, sucking and biting him.

No, he couldn't take it anymore; if she continued to toying with him like this, he would surely break down. After several struggles, he spoke, slightly breathless, "Do you want to kill me?"

His voice was soft and dry, devoid of emotion, yet still as pleasant as a golden autumn breeze.

Li Yue was startled; she had just asked Yu Wuchen the same question.

She stopped, looked up at the young man's handsome face, smiled sweetly, and said, "I can't bear to."

"Then you'd better stop, otherwise, you'll regret it later." His tone was more like a warning than a threat.

"But I can't stop now. We'll see about the future later. Who knows if there will even be a future?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft and sweet as she leaned closer. Then, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she swiftly captured his handsome lips with her own, her nimble tongue plunging deep into his mouth.

The initial pain

gently touched his soft tongue, and Li Yue felt her heart race, her breathing becoming uncontrollably rapid.

This feeling was completely different from simply kissing his lips. It was a pity he didn't react at all. If only he could dance with her…

"Ugh…it's so uncomfortable. Can't you react at all?" Seemingly forgetting that she was forcing herself on him, she breathed heavily as she pulled away from his lips, kissing his chin while softly complaining.

It would be a lie to say he felt nothing from her kiss, but this passive state made him extremely uncomfortable. How could he possibly reciprocate?

Seeing that he remained silent, Li Yue punished him by sucking on the small red spot on his chest again, mischievously biting it lightly with her teeth.

He gritted his teeth, his numb body leaving him no strength to fight off the waves of tingling and itching that kept attacking his chest; sweat gradually seeped from his forehead.

Li Yue licked and bit for a while, then suddenly felt something hardening in his lower abdomen, and because of her straddling position, it was pressing right between her legs.

She twisted her body uncomfortably, trying to avoid it, but the rubbing suddenly triggered a tingling sensation, making her moan softly in discomfort.

Curious, she propped herself up and twisted her body again, rubbing the hard object as before. Sure enough, waves of tingling and numbness returned between her legs. The novel sensation made her feel uncomfortable, yet she didn't want to stop.

She bit her lip, her breath quickening, her face flushed as if rouge had been applied, her watery eyes fixed on the boy, noticing that he was breathing just as rapidly as she was.

Looking at his lips, slightly red from her kisses, and recalling the wonderful sensation just now, she couldn't help but lean in and kiss him again.

This time, to her surprise, he responded.

Heaven knows he was almost driven mad by her gentle caresses, so as soon as her tongue slipped in, he took it into his mouth, wanting to release some of the unfamiliar yet taut desire she had aroused.

The atmosphere in the cave heated up rapidly, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

"Mmm, I'm so hot and uncomfortable..." She sat up, took off her clothes, leaving only a bra underneath, but still felt very hot. She touched his hand hanging on the ground and found it slightly cool, so she took it and pressed it against her flushed cheek, then traced it down her neck, leading him over her bare shoulders and jade-like arms.

But this touch didn't cool her down; instead, it seemed to make her even hotter.

He gazed intently at the girl riding on his back, finding her truly beautiful. The arch of her eyebrows was exquisitely graceful, reminding him of the ripples left by a long pole on the water's surface. She had captivating, cat-like eyes, a blend of girlish innocence and womanly allure, now gazing at him with misty eyes, her fair cheeks rosy like cherry blossoms, her soft, radiant skin so delicate it seemed one could squeeze water from it.

His extraordinary upbringing had forged extraordinary patience and willpower; thus, before this, he had almost no idea what it felt like to have his heart race, but now he did.

He felt she was like a fairy, slowly eroding his once-proud self-control, gradually transforming his initial shock and rage into a state of acceptance, even a desire for deeper contact.

But she now seemed somewhat bewildered.

Li Yue was indeed somewhat at a loss, because she didn't know why she had suddenly become so hot and uncomfortable. She tried hard to recall the scene she had seen in the brothel, and suddenly it dawned on her.

In the brothel, the men and women were all naked and embracing each other, but now…

She got off him and looked at his trousers. There was a high bulge there—was it a man's penis?

Her cheeks flushed. Speaking of men's penises, she had only seen them in erotic paintings; in reality, she had never actually seen one.

She was shy, but her curiosity seemed to outweigh her shyness.

She reached out her hand, and the next moment, she was stunned.

How… how could it be so much bigger than the ones in erotic paintings? Didn't men find it heavy to carry such a large thing around every day?

Not to mention that she was stunned by what she saw, the young man was almost dizzy. Having his most private parts stared at so openly by a woman—the feeling was indescribable; it certainly wasn't pleasant.

Just as she was struggling with this, she suddenly felt a small hand cover her.

She actually dared to touch it! The boy suddenly opened his eyes and saw her kneeling beside him, her face flushed, but her bright eyes filled with curiosity.

"Huh? It moves. How interesting." She laughed.

The boy was instantly furious.

After a moment, she finally withdrew her hand. He breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, a restless sense of dissatisfaction

lingered in his heart. Before he could recover, he found her straddling him again. A soft, tender touch, completely different from the palm of her hand, captivated his mind. He looked down at her shapely, smooth, white legs straddling his hips, and amidst his astonishment, a hint of anticipation rose in his heart: Was she serious?!

Li Yue instinctively sought ways to pursue sexual pleasure. Although she was somewhat afraid of his size, this fear was not enough to suppress her curiosity.

Her bold yet clumsy movements made the boy hold his breath. When teasing him, she seemed experienced and skilled, but her expression and reaction at this moment clearly told him that she was not good at this. Was she not a lecherous woman, but merely acting on impulse, captivated by his male beauty?

Li Yue fumbled around for a while, unsure what to do. Her legs were numb; she shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position, but her numb legs couldn't provide support, and she accidentally fell onto him.

"Mmm..." The boy let out a low moan, the unprecedented tightness giving him a painful pleasure, making him crave more.

"That damned woman, Red Peony, is this what you call a little pain? Ah, it's killing me..." The girl on top of him, after a moment of shock, contorted in extreme pain, speaking in a language he couldn't understand as she cautiously and slowly climbed off him.

His nascent desire was shattered by the pain; his once burning body was now drenched in cold sweat.

The boy stared blankly at the drop of bright red blood on his leg, when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his arm. He turned his head and saw Li Yue pinching him angrily, her eyes brimming with tears as she accused him, "It must be because you're too big! You're making me hurt so much!"

The boy wanted to just kill himself. She was the one who forced herself on him, so why was she acting like he was the culprit, blaming him instead?

And seeing that she was already starting to put on her scattered clothes, she clearly didn't intend to continue. What was he supposed to do? His body was burning like fire.

"Sigh, forced love is never sweet. In Ban Hua Mian, they were both willing, that's why they were so happy like gods." Li Yue sighed as she dressed, completely unconcerned about losing her virginity.

Born into a brothel, she had no concept of the chastity that most women valued as life itself. Since she couldn't give it to the first person she loved, it didn't matter who she gave it to.

Turning her head and seeing the boy who had been bullied and disheveled by her, she responsibly knelt down and helped him straighten his clothes.

Looking up, she saw the young man staring intently at her. She paused, then said, "Alright, alright, I know the rules. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you for nothing." As she spoke, she reached into her sleeve, only to realize that she hadn't brought any silver notes; she had only wanted to settle things with Yu Wuchen that night.

Reluctantly, she took out the jade pendant she had worn for five years.

This pendant wasn't hers; she had stolen it five years ago from a royal palace in Zhuwu Gate, southwest of Xiwu, bordering the Southern Buddhist Kingdom, when she was still a bandit, robbing and pillaging with her caravan.

In those years, she was a genuine bandit, stealing countless jewels and gold. She hadn't initially paid much attention to this pendant, but later, after the caravan was destroyed, she met Yu Wuchen.

Perhaps she felt the pendant was snow-white, delicate, and crystal clear, its quality and craftsmanship exceptional, just like the feeling Yu Wuchen gave her, and so she gradually grew to like it.

No matter how much she liked him, what wasn't hers could never be kept.

"Here, this is for you. By that calculation, you're more valuable than the top courtesan of Xiwu." Li Yue stuffed the jade pendant carved with a phoenix into his arms, unaware that two raging flames suddenly shot from his dark eyes.

That damned woman! Not only did she force herself on him, but she dared to insult him like this!

If he didn't avenge this, he would have lived in vain!

Li Yue stood up and went to the cave entrance; the rain outside hadn't stopped.

She felt lost. For five years, she had stayed on Mount Jiuhua for Yu Wuchen. Now, Yu Wuchen was no longer worth her staying. But where could she go?

She had no family, no friends, no lover. The only thing truly belonging to her was…

She turned and looked at Tanlang, who lay beside the fire.

She walked over and sat beside him, gently stroking his now-dried golden fur, thinking that perhaps only he would never betray her or abandon her.

Tanlang squinted at her docilely. She didn't know what it was thinking, or perhaps it wasn't thinking anything at all; after all, it was just a dog.

The cave gradually quieted down, broken only by the crackling of branches exposed to the heat of the flames.

After a brief silence, the previously quiet Tanlang suddenly jumped up with a "whoosh," startling Liyue from her reverie.

Liyue became alert as well. Just then, several barks came from afar, seemingly approaching rapidly.

Liyue glanced at the boy; the blush on his face had faded, and his eyes had returned to calm. He hadn't even flinched at the commotion outside.

Hmm, excellent mental fortitude, the kind of person who wouldn't flinch even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

And she had managed to make him lose his composure—could that be considered a success?

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that after all that turmoil, her heart didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

Ignoring the approaching danger, she moved closer to the young man, her slender hand once again caressing his handsome face, her smile radiant: "Thank you for making my memories tonight more than just him and pain."

Removing her

veil, Li Yue slowly wiped the blood from her hands. At her feet lay five or six members of Xiaoshan Manor and two wolfhounds, scattered haphazardly.

When they arrived and saw her with the young man, they were overjoyed, knowing that Li Yue, like them, served the manor and the Second Young Master Yu Wuchen.

So they came to capture her, but instead, they were met with Li Yue's ruthless and merciless killing blow.

With Li Yue's speed and strength, they didn't even have time to sound a alarm before they were gone.

Looking at their unseeing faces, Li Yue chuckled and said, "In your next life, remember, there's a word called betrayal, and there are people who will turn their backs on you without a second thought." With that, a thin veil fluttered down, covering the dead men's faces.

Yes, she wanted Yu Wuchen to know that she was the one who killed them. Since he was heartless towards her, from now on, Yuexiao Manor on Mount Jiuhua would have nothing to do with her. She could kill anyone in the manor whenever she pleased.

Of course, that didn't include him. He was so beautiful; more than killing him, she hoped one day she could make him like the boy in this stone cave, helplessly at her mercy.

Turning around, she saw the boy looking at her. Although his eyes held no emotion, she knew that the speed at which she had just killed him must have surprised him.

So she smiled and said, "Today I'll show you that women aren't only good for making men want to die in bed."

The boy turned his head away, clearly disliking her crude words.

Li Yue laughed heartily, picked him up, and said, "Damn, you're so heavy!"

The boy finally couldn't help but ask coldly, "Are you a woman?"

"Whether I'm a woman or not, didn't you just check yourself?" Li Yue turned her head, her teasing breath warm on his face.

He gave in and fell silent.

"Tan Lang, let's run!" Li Yue called softly, carrying the boy out of the blood-soaked cave.

How much time had passed, he didn't know, but dawn broke.

He heard the soft sound of water and opened his eyes.

Two tree trunks, as thick as a man's waist, were tied together with strips of cloth torn from a dress, floating on the wide expanse of water. He was lying on them, half his body submerged in the water due to limited space.

The rain had stopped, and thick fog surrounded them, making it impossible to tell where they were.

He looked to his side; a girl, wearing only a tube top and underpants, was washing her long hair in the river.

To bring him out, she had killed many people last night, her body covered in blood. Since entering the river last night, she had almost been cleaning herself.

The people of Yuexiao Manor seemed to be wary of her, not daring to kill her, but she had no scruples, which was why she was able to rush down Jiuhua Mountain unimpeded.

His gaze moved down to her bare shoulders and neck. Her skin was fair and delicate, like the snow that never melted on the Blood Shadow Palace. There was a tattoo on the back of her right shoulder, a very flamboyant flower, the kind he didn't know. On the back of her left shoulder, there was a scab, triangular, probably left by a weapon specifically used for bleeding.

She was an enigmatic girl, as docile as a mischievous kitten when she was obedient, yet no less ruthless than a devil when she was vicious. Her martial arts skills weren't the highest he had ever seen among women, after all, she looked quite young, but her ruthlessness was something he had never seen before.

He didn't know why she had saved him, but there was no denying that if it weren't for her, he would have been doomed last night. Although what she did to him could be considered a catastrophe second only to killing him.

"Woof woof—" The large, soaking wet dog lying beside her suddenly whimpered.

"Don't bother me, I'm hungry too." The girl didn't turn around.

"Woof—" The large dog lowered its head mournfully.

The girl's hand, which was combing her long hair, suddenly paused, and she pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the sounds around her.

The boy had actually noticed someone slowly approaching on the river surface long ago, but the effects of the drug on his body hadn't worn off yet, and even if there was danger, he couldn't move, so he didn't make a sound.

Li Yue turned her head and looked at the boy lying beside her, finding him even more beautiful through the veil of mist. His porcelain-like skin accentuated his ink-black eyebrows, making the white appear even whiter and the black even blacker. Although his clothes were soaked and he looked somewhat disheveled, it did not diminish his kingly coldness or his enchanting beauty.

She reached out and gently touched his cold cheek, smiling slightly, "The effects of the 'Flying Plum Blossoms at Dusk' drug should completely wear off in twelve hours. With such thick fog, no one should be able to find you for a while. You're very lucky."

The boy didn't speak, only looked at her. She looked somewhat tired, her small face slightly pale.

From the other side of the thick fog, the person seemed to be getting closer.

Li Yue leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, her gaze complex, and murmured, "I'm a little reluctant to part with you. After this farewell, will we ever see each other again?" She paused, then smiled and said, "It's better not to see each other again. You must be a troublesome fellow."

With that, she spun around and rushed towards the person. Seeing this, Tan Lang jumped into the water with a splash and swam after her.

The black-clad youth looked in the direction of the sound. As the distance between them gradually closed, the thick fog could no longer conceal them.

On a bamboo raft, a handsome man in a blue robe stood holding a long pole. Li Yue stood at the stern of the raft, her back to the man, smiling and waving as he passed by.

Seeing the black-clad youth disappear into the misty river, Li Yue turned around and looked at the man behind her.

A light blue ribbon loosely bound her long, glossy black hair, a few strands falling naturally over most of her forehead. Beneath straight, dark eyebrows, her eyes were long and narrow with slightly upturned corners. She had a high, straight nose and pale lips that were neither too big nor too small, with well-defined features.

Her face, while not conventionally handsome, possessed a bright yet subtly alluring charm, especially her long, slightly upturned eyes, which held a unique allure.

Li Yue's gaze shifted, noticing his tall stature. A long, light blue robe hung loosely on his body, revealing a patch of smooth, wheat-colored skin below his neck, giving him an air of untamed languor.

Li Yue smiled, greeting him with captivating charm: "Hi, hello there, fox."

The man, who had been silently observing her, smiled when she greeted him.

Ah, his smile is so captivating, he even has two tiny canine teeth, and his slender eyes, though narrowed to slits, still reveal their dark, shining pupils.

His smile is clean and slightly childlike, bright as the September sun, making one feel at ease.

"Hello, fairy," he replied with a smile.

The way people meet is so strange; some people can be friends for ten years and still feel like they're separated by mountains, while others hit it off instantly upon first meeting.

Li Yue glanced at the bamboo raft and found nothing but a blue oil-paper umbrella on it, so she walked up to the man, looked up at him, and introduced herself: "Qin Li Yue."

The man nodded, maintaining his bright smile, and said, "Qu Liushang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Before he finished speaking, Li Yue lowered her head, reached out, and started groping him, saying, "Whether it's a pleasure to meet you or not, we'll talk about that later. Hey, do you have any food on you?"

Qu Liushang was startled by her actions, then smiled somewhat helplessly and awkwardly, without answering her, because she had almost searched him thoroughly in such a short time.

Finding no food, Li Yue was a little dejected, looking up at him and asking, "Is your home nearby?"

Qu Liushang shook his head.

"Is your friend nearby?" Li Yue continued.

Qu Liushang shook his head again.

"Then what are you doing floating on this river, penniless and without any luggage?" Li Yue asked, utterly puzzled.

Qu Liushang smiled shyly and said softly, "I was thinking of finding someone to take care of me."

Li Yue choked, looked at his amused face, then reached out and pinched the firm muscles on his arm, nodding, "Hmm, maybe you really do have some assets. Cough cough, so, do you want a man or a woman?"

Qu Liushang was only joking, but seeing that she took it seriously, he suppressed a laugh and continued, "Preferably a beauty, but if not, a man will do."

Li Yue glanced at him a few times with some surprise, then circled around him a few times, tapping her chin with her finger, seemingly hesitant, "Her figure is alright, but her looks are a bit lacking. I wonder how many people she's been with before. To be honest, I'm a bit of a germaphobe..."

Listening to her mutterings, Qu Liushang was both amused and annoyed. He had been wandering the martial world alone for three or four years, and considered himself to have been to many places and met many people, but a woman like this was truly unprecedented. Hmm, quite interesting.

Li Yue pondered for a moment, watching his skillful pole-pole movements, and thought: Now that we're out here, it's not like we were on the carefree road. There's no one to serve me anymore. If I could find someone like this to pole the boat and drive the carriage, and he's even quite handsome, I could take advantage of him when

I'm bored. It doesn't seem so bad. With this thought, she seemed to have made a huge decision, reached out and patted his shoulder, looking at him and saying, "Alright, considering your good physique and rich experience, and because I've always been compassionate and compassionate, I'll take care of you!"

Qu Liushang was taken aback.

"Good boy, don't be too grateful. Just serve me well from now on, understand?" Li Yue said, sidling up to him and reaching out her wolfish paw to touch his cheek, smiling ambiguously.

Qu Liushang reacted, gripping the long pole and laughing so hard he almost fell over.

Li Yue stared at him, seeing him laughing so hard that tears were almost coming out, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, there's no need to be so excited, right? Although I am a beauty that can topple kingdoms, I haven't considered having you sleep with me yet..."

Qu Liushang almost laughed so hard that he rolled onto the bamboo raft. It took him a while to finally stop laughing. He looked up and saw Li Yue standing in front of him, looking at him with a dissatisfied expression.

He clutched his aching stomach from laughing, glanced at the disheveled Li Yue, and said, "I don't like going hungry."

Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief, then rolled her eyes at him, saying, "You're so clueless. No wonder you're still begging for a sugar daddy. With me, Qin Li Yue, how could I let you go hungry?"

Qu Liushang's eyes were like the moon, and he said, "But you look penniless too. How are you going to feed me?"

Seeing that he didn't believe in her abilities, Li Yue became angry and stomped her foot, saying, "Anyway, you won't go hungry. Let's find a place to dock, and I'll take you to eat!"

Around late afternoon, they finally saw a town faintly visible on the shore. The two of them were already starving and couldn't wait to abandon the raft and go ashore.

Qu Liushang glanced at Li Yue's attire and said, "Let's find some clothes to wear first."

Li Yue strode ahead, glancing around for restaurants and taverns while ignoring the curious stares from those around her. She replied absentmindedly, "No rush, no rush. We must prioritize. Losing one's integrity is a small matter, starving to death is a big deal."

The passersby were all astonished by her words. Qu Liushang was speechless. Facing the ambiguous but definitely not friendly gazes from the crowd, he smiled awkwardly, lowered his head, and quickly followed the man who always managed to utter such shocking remarks, wisely refraining from further comment.

A short while later, Li Yue stopped and said, "This will do."

Qu Liushang looked up and saw Wangchun Tower, a tall and magnificent building. Seeing that Li Yue was about to step inside, he grabbed her and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say you had no money?"

Li Yue blinked and asked in confusion, "Yes, but what does that have to do with eating?" After speaking, without looking at Qu Liushang's stunned expression, she chuckled and stepped into the restaurant hall with a graceful air.

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