[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 27

The main text describes Jinlu

's stubborn refusal to sleep alone, clinging to Liyue like a stubborn leech. Liyue, in desperation, coaxed him into bed, telling him to lie down and give her a massage. Jinlu readily agreed,

but soon after lying down, Liyue began massaging his

pressure points, which had been causing him to fall asleep. Initially, he responded with whimpering, but after the massage, he became still. Liyue covered him with a light blanket, left, and secretly watched from the windowsill.

To be honest, every time she was with this devilish man, touching his muscles and enduring his boundless energy, she couldn't help but wonder just how skilled he was in martial arts. She refused to believe he didn't know martial arts.

However, when they were together, he always seemed unassuming, like a weakling, which annoyed her. Tonight, she decided to use the opportunity of going to Su Yingge's appointment to test him.

If he hadn't fallen into a deep sleep, then judging from his quick reflexes and the skill with which he used his inner energy to protect his acupoints without her noticing, his martial arts skills must be superior to hers; otherwise, they would be inferior.

On the bed, Jinlu lay face down, her bright eyes blinking.

Tonight, ever since she sent him to another room and then offered to massage him when he refused, he knew she was hiding something. Sure enough, the massage was just a ploy to make him fall asleep quickly.

Hmph, she'd only just arrived at Zhuwu Gate and was already trying to get rid of him tonight. Who was she going to see? Huangfu Jue?

He suddenly regretted not going to the Xi Wang Mansion tonight. To be honest, he hadn't even met Huangfu Jue yet; he didn't even know what the man looked like. Li Yue hadn't put him in the box, which had lowered his guard, but perhaps he was someone special to her, someone she held dear in her heart?

Damn it, he wanted to chase after her and see him right away.

But… his keen senses, honed through years of constant vigilance, allowed him to know without turning around that a gaze was fixed on him.

Was it Li Yue testing him? Was she trying to see if he actually possessed martial arts skills?

Now he realized that concealing his abilities from the beginning was the most unwise thing to do. The further things went, the less courage he had to muster to fully reveal himself to her, and he feared that she would become even less convinced that it was the real him.

But why did Su Yingge win her favor? If that guy had told her everything, she wouldn't like him so much, would she? He'd lost so many women he could fill a car.

What incredible luck! If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have sent him to rescue Li Yue again and again. But if he didn't send him, who else could heal so well that he could be certain Li Yue would be alright?

Concern clouded his judgment, truly concern clouded his judgment. He only thought about who was most capable of protecting Li Yue, neglecting to consider that he had sent a genuine social butterfly!

...

Li Yue leaned against the windowsill and watched quietly for a moment. Seeing that he was breathing evenly and motionless, she turned and left.

Sensing her departure, Jin Lü still dared not move. He waited a while longer, making sure the gaze behind him was gone, before finally getting up and chasing after her. However, in that brief delay, Li Yue had vanished without a trace. Annoyed, he returned to the house and paced back and forth for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered that she had taken the silver brocade box with her on this trip. He took it out and opened it, only to find that Su Yingge's compartment was empty again.

*

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. Along the lake in the east of the city, the willow-lined embankment stretched for ten miles, appearing shrouded in mist and smoke in the night.

Li Yue stood under the willow embankment, gazing into the distance. A hundred meters away, a solitary lamp hung under the willow branches, and beneath it, a lone boat was moored.

She walked over.

A man in a snow-white brocade robe, with handsome features, leaned against the tree trunk where the solitary lamp hung. The orange-red light refracted through the lampshade onto the smile lines at the corners of his lips, gentle and natural.

Li Yue's steps gradually slowed.

No matter when or where, when facing her, he was always so calm and composed, exuding an air of confidence. It was fine before, but this time, he appeared here, knowing why he was there, yet he remained so nonchalant. Was he so certain she wouldn't mind, that she would accept his explanation?

This damned certainty!

She had genuinely intended not to pursue the matter; she had even tucked the porcelain doll she'd brought to Tianyi Island but hadn't given away back into her bosom.

But in that instant, she changed her mind.

Had his vast experience with women fostered an arrogance that suggested he controlled all women? Had he ever felt anxious and uncertain for a woman? Had he ever tossed and turned, unable to sleep, over a relationship? Had he ever… considered the possibility that one day she might leave him?

Perhaps not.

Looking at his smile, so smooth and composed, it was less a matter of emotional control and more a testament to the wisdom of experience.

Perhaps he was already certain that Qin Liyue, this self-proclaimed extraordinary moth, couldn't escape the intricate web of his affections.

Although it was just her guess, she found it plausible, and this plausibility made her uneasy.

She was Ye Qianxun's first woman, arguably his first love. That's why he would be anxious and beg for forgiveness because of her misunderstandings, why he would be overjoyed and excited by her sudden visit, and why he would be heartbroken and leave her because of her infidelity… Now, thinking back, all of this was worth cherishing.

But Su Yingge never would…

Perhaps they were truly the same kind of people, which is why they were attracted to each other and compatible.

But now, Liyue felt she wasn't as carefree as she thought. She cared, she really cared.

Perhaps she wasn't suited for this kind of life; she should settle down, find a man devoted to her, marry him, and never think of anyone else.

Who says true love doesn't exist? Who says a woman can't receive a man's lifelong affection? Look at Su Yingge's parents, they're exemplary in this regard, but... why did such a devoted couple have a son who's so philandering and prone to romantic entanglements?

"Speak your mind, my little pinkie is waiting for me at home." Filled with resentment, Li Yue walked up to him and blurted out this, then subtly observed him.

See, he wasn't angry at all; his smile had even deepened.

Reaching out to take her hand, he smiled and said, "So my little Yue baby can be jealous too?"

Li Yue wanted to deny it, but a strange blush rose within her, a feeling of embarrassment at being caught out. Suddenly, she was furious, her right hand pressing down on his pulse point, her voice filled with hatred: "Su Yingge, how dare you mock me?!"

"Press it down." He didn't struggle.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Seeing his provocation, Li Yue was even more enraged, wanting to press her finger down hard! "I never believe there's anything in this world you wouldn't dare to do." His expression remained unchanged,

his tone calm.

Li Yue suddenly snapped back to reality; she had lost.

From the moment she opened her mouth to her subsequent outburst of anger, she was utterly defeated.

If she didn't care, how could she have let her true feelings show? If she didn't have feelings, she should have smiled and asked, "How does it feel to rekindle old flames?"...

Releasing his hand, she turned and sat down on the soft grass, silently fuming with her own anger.

"I'm not here to apologize or ask for forgiveness, because I didn't do anything wrong. I just don't want you to be holding a grudge because of me. If you need to beat me up to calm down, I'd gladly oblige. Anyway, my martial arts skills are inferior to yours, and if you want to hit me, you can't escape anyway," he said, standing beside her in a nagging tone.

His tone made Li Yue, who was already feeling sullen, inexplicably want to laugh, but then she felt she shouldn't, so she bit her lip and kicked him.

He cried out and fell down beside her.

"Shameless!" Li Yue muttered.

"Don't be fooled by appearances, it's actually quite thin. Feel it if you don't believe me." He shamelessly pulled Li Yue's hand to his face again.

Li Yue withdrew her hand, turned her head to look into the distance, and remained silent.

He paused for a moment, then said softly, "I never intended to hide it from you. The reason I didn't tell you before was simply because I felt it unnecessary. Five years ago, I was obsessed with medicine, but my father forced me to become his follower so he could take over the canal gang in the future. I refused, and he burned down my pharmacy to force me to comply. In a fit of anger, I left Tianyi Island and wandered around. A year later, I met her while gathering herbs deep in the mountains of Northwest Nanfo, and I fell in love at first sight.

Her name is Lan You. That year, I was fifteen, and she was sixteen. A hunter's daughter, yet she was exceptionally beautiful and elegant, like a solitary orchid by a mountain stream. I decided to settle down with her. I opened a clinic in the town at the foot of her mountain, teaching her medicine. When I went into the mountains to gather herbs, I had her treat my patients... At that time, I was young and impetuous, thinking that I could make a living without my family and find a beautiful woman to marry.

We spent half a year together, and everything was perfect, like a beautiful dream, without any flaws. I decided to marry her, wanting her to have a grand wedding and wanting her to live in a big house." I wanted to dress nicely, not wanting that ethereal beauty to be reduced to a mundane woman worrying about daily chores. So, before proposing to her, I did everything I could to accumulate wealth. At the time, my only way to make money was to gather rare herbs from deep mountain cliffs—herbs that ordinary people couldn't find—and then resell them in pharmacies in big cities. This meant I spent significantly less time at the clinic.

I spent over two months traveling around, finally confident that her parents could entrust her to me. So I returned, only to find that her parents had accepted betrothal gifts from another man just days before.

I saw them by the orchid-filled mountain stream where we first met in the back mountains. They were holding hands, intimately close.

The man was young and handsome, dressed in fine clothes, elegant and refined, clearly wealthy and noble. The man… was my cousin from my aunt's side, sent by my father to find me.

That was the first time I learned not to judge a book by its cover, the first time… Knowing that a woman loves you now doesn't mean she'll love you in the future, much less that she'll be willing to marry you.

Since my cousin managed to find this place, that clinic, how could he not know that the clinic owner was me? And since she was working at the clinic, unless she distanced herself, how could my cousin have proposed to the woman there without even seeing me?

Just because he dressed more elegantly, just because he heard he came from the canal gang, just because he was willing to take her away from the deep mountains to that distant, bustling city, they both agreed. They were even so anxious, worried I might return at any moment, that they didn't even ask why he came, and immediately arranged the marriage.

I never saw her again, nor did I ever go back to that mountain village. After returning to Tianyi Island, I had my father send my cousin's family to Dongyi to manage the water transport business there.

I never inquired about them again, except that a few days ago she suddenly came to the island, using the excuse of relaxing to ask for a few days' stay. At that time, I was researching medicine at Tianyi Pavilion, and when my mother went to entertain her, I didn't pay much attention.

Regarding her and my past... My mother knew a little about it, but she probably concealed some things from my mother when she told her. My mother only assumed that I had seduced her into marrying my cousin, and that my cousin had recently taken a concubine. Therefore, my mother was very lenient with her.

That day you suddenly went to Tianyi Island, and my mother, fearing you would see something and misunderstand, coaxed and tricked you away from Tianyi Island before coming to Tianyi Pavilion to find me. Only then did I learn that during my time at Tianyi Pavilion, she had frequently appeared in my singing courtyard.

I went to Phoenix City to find you, but you had already left with Jinlu. Seeing you leave... "I knew you were upset by your haste, so I went back to Tianyi Island to get rid of her before chasing you here."

Li Yue listened quietly, a sigh escaping her lips. So he too had a painful first love. But it seemed his situation was worse than hers. At least, when she broke up with Yu Wuchen, they weren't even at the point of discussing marriage, and it wasn't because of a third party. But him…

appearances can be deceiving. She never imagined that such a refined woman could have such a vain heart. She

just lacked the discernment to see the true love and instead fell for a subordinate.

"Don't you have any feelings for her anymore?" Li Yue asked.

Su Yingge thought for a moment and said, "I've never forgotten her, because she was, after all, the first woman I ever loved. She taught me that love isn't just about giving your heart; the key is choosing the right person. But my love for her has long since vanished. Love is the most contradictory thing; when it's strong, it's inseparable even in death, but when it's fragile, a slight touch can cause irreparable damage."

She liked his undisguised honesty and turned to look at him.

Su Yingge felt her gaze and looked up to meet her eyes.

"Su Yingge, are you honest?" Li Yue raised an eyebrow.

"What do you think?" Li Yue raised her left eyebrow, and he raised his right.

"I'll give you a chance to be completely honest. Tell me, after her and before me, how many women have you been with?" Li Yue's lips curled into an ambiguous smile.

Faced with this question, Su Yingge didn't feel embarrassed or awkward. He tilted his head back slightly and thought for a moment before saying, "Seventeen fewer than Jinlu." He hadn't initially thought much of Lan You's sudden visit, but after calming down and considering it carefully, he realized that her trip was completely meaningless except for causing Liyue's misunderstanding. Therefore, the artificially created suspicion arose, and Jinlu became the first suspect.

Although Su Yingge wasn't combative, he wasn't one to stand idly by. His past was indeed questionable, but how much better was Jinlu? Since it was going to be exposed anyway, he might as well expose them both.

Liyue's eyebrow practically flew to the sky. Seventeen fewer than Jinlu? Then Jinlu had at least seventeen women?

Although she knew that precocious Jinlu had a long list of misdeeds, she hadn't expected so many.

She immediately jumped up, pointing at Su Yingge and asking, "Are you serious?"

Su Yingge took out a small, exquisite round porcelain box from her sleeve, smiling wickedly, "If you don't believe me, put this medicine on his lips, and he'll naturally hear the answer you want."

Li Yue took it suspiciously, opened it, and saw a pinkish-white paste with a light, sweet floral scent, much like the rouge women use for their lips.

Her eyes darted around, and she looked at Su Yingge, about to speak, but swallowed her words.

She had originally wanted to tease him about whether he came for her or for Jinlu, since he even brought a drug to make him tell the truth; his purpose was obvious.

She thought he really didn't care that she wasn't alone, but it didn't seem entirely true. However, his concern hidden behind his little schemes didn't disgust her; in fact, she quite liked it.

However, she suddenly found it rather interesting to watch the men beside her scheming and bickering. These two guys with so many past issues—why not just let her play along and watch the show?

"Hmph, you're no better!" Thinking this, she glared and turned to leave.

Su Yingge hadn't expected her to leave like that,

and stood frozen under the tree. It had been almost a month since they last saw each other; he thought they would at least have some time together.

He had successfully diverted her attention with Jinlu's embarrassing story, but unexpectedly, it had angered her so much that she left. Had he gone too far with the revelation? He should have just said he was seven fewer than Jinlu.

Lost in thought, something suddenly came hurtling towards him. He caught it and, by the light of a nearby lamp, saw a porcelain doll that looked remarkably like him.

"Is this me?" he asked, turning back to the woman who was gradually disappearing into the night.

"No!" The woman didn't turn around, her voice harsh.

Su Yingge laughed.

After she completely disappeared from sight, Su Yingge turned off the light. A short while later, a shadowy figure drifted slowly from the other side of the lake embankment like a ghost.

"What if things are exposed? How do you plan to face her?" Under the moonlight, the man's face was as white as a lotus, and his eyes and brows revealed a hint of charm as he spoke. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. He also had another identity—the Palace Master of the Heavenly Saint Palace. Yun Qian was still relying on her hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video Fan Bingbing's lower body real state molded into a highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... well-proportioned, irresistible! Click to enter
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The smile on Su Yingge's face had long been swallowed by darkness. Instead of answering, she asked, "Where do you plan to make your move?"

"Jiuhua Mountain," Yun Qian said.

Su Yingge frowned: "Don't you have a better option?"

"The more chaotic it is, the easier it is to cover our tracks." Yun Qian's lips curled into her usual smile.

"What if the people from Yuexiao Manor intervene? If the attack fails, you should know the consequences." Su Yingge's tone was cold and hard.

"Yu Wuchen will help us." Yun Qian said calmly.

Su Yingge was silent for a long time, then said, "Don't make a move in front of her."

Yun Qian laughed and said, "Yu Wuchen said so too."

Su Yingge was speechless for a moment, then sighed, looked up at the moon, and said, "I hope everything goes smoothly."

There was no other way. He couldn't develop an antidote for the Moon Gu. Although calming medicine could suppress the Gu poison's effects, those afflicted with the Gu would suffer terribly every month around the middle of the month. Was he going to watch his father suffer like this for decades?

Since Jinlu was the first to develop this Gu poison, if there was an antidote, then only he would know the formula. To get the formula, he had to capture him and force him to submit.

However, Jinlu was a highly skilled and suspicious man. It would be impossible to subdue him without drugging him, and only Liyue could do that.

He knew that if Liyue found out he had used her to scheme against Jinlu, he would likely face annihilation. But he had no choice. As a man, he couldn't let his woman beg another man because of his father. Moreover, he was certain that even if Liyue asked, Jinlu might not hand over the antidote for the Moon Gu. Once he did, he would lose control of Yunqian and the Heavenly Saint Palace. A Heavenly Saint Palace outside his control would be the biggest obstacle to his ascension to the throne.

Therefore, he had no choice but to take the risk.

*

On the right side of the Snow Mountain in the Illusionary Realm, two neat rows of Blood Shadow Palace followers stood on the mountainside. They had been waiting silently for an hour in the icy snow, remaining motionless like statues.

After a long while, a snow-covered mountain wall suddenly split open, revealing a dark, two-zhang square opening before them. The somewhat blank expressions of the crowd instantly turned respectful. Seeing the faint figures moving inside the cave, they said in unison, "Welcome back, Palace Master!"

Ye Qianxun, dressed in a dark robe, stood at the cave entrance. The howling wind, carrying snowflakes, lashed against his smooth, hard, marble-like face. The pristine air of the snow-capped mountains invigorated him after four months of seclusion in the cave. He asked, "How many days until the Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Reporting to the Palace Master, exactly half a month," said the elder to his right.

Ye Qianxun nodded and was about to leave when the elder handed him a letter, saying, "Palace Master, this is a letter sent to you by the Southern Buddha through their branches more than half a month ago. Because you were in seclusion, your subordinates dared not disturb you, so we have kept it until now. Please take a look."

Ye Qianxun took it, glanced at the letter, and a hint of warmth appeared in his cold, dark eyes. Seeing the words "No more waiting after expiration," a slight pang of disappointment struck her. She calmly slipped the letter into her sleeve, turned to face the biting wind, and said indifferently, "Return to the palace." The next morning, after washing and dressing, Li Yue sat before her

vanity

mirror. She opened the exquisitely crafted porcelain box Su Yingge had given her the night before. Looking at the pinkish-red balm inside, and smelling its delicate floral fragrance, she didn't think it resembled any kind of hallucinogenic drug at all.

She scooped out a little and applied it to her lower lip. After spreading it evenly, she pressed her lips together. Her lips immediately became moisturized and full, the pearly sheen giving them an unprecedentedly rich texture—beautiful.

Li Yue licked it; it was sweet, but she felt nothing else.

She was instantly furious. She'd been tricked by Su Yingge! What kind of drug could tell the truth? It was clearly a lip balm given under the guise of a hallucinogenic drug! Hmph, just using the golden thread to distract her!

However…it seems my lips are moisturized and the color is good after applying it…

Just as I was admiring myself, a face as beautiful and elegant as a peony suddenly appeared beside my shoulder. Jinlu blinked her large, watery eyes, looking at Liyue in the mirror, and suddenly smiled, saying, “A woman dresses up for the one she loves. Is Sister Yue doing my makeup? What’s on your lips? It doesn’t look as good as before.”

So, in terms of aesthetics, men’s and women’s tastes are different. She thinks it’s fine, but this devil doesn’t think it looks good.

“I like it, it’s none of your business! Go away, you’re so clingy first thing in the morning.” Remembering what Su Yingge said last night, although she couldn’t believe it all, this devil must have had his share of romantic affairs. Liyue immediately pouted and started chasing him away.

“It doesn’t look good, Sister Yue, I’ll lick it off for you.” The devil said shamelessly.

Li Yue immediately understood that all the talk about looking good or not was just an excuse; this devil was simply using this as

a pretext to take advantage of her. Before she could even curse, the devil scooped her up and made her sit on the dressing table, his hands pinning her hands behind her back. Li Yue tried to struggle a few times, but the devil was quite strong, and her wrists ached. She immediately snapped

, "What are you doing? Trying to force yourself on me?" The devil smirked, looking aggrieved, "Where were you last night? Why did you put me to sleep?"

Li Yue felt guilty, her eyes darting around, "What nonsense! Which eye of yours saw me put you to sleep?"

"I didn't see it with either eye. I just know that if you hadn't put me to sleep, how could I possibly fall asleep without holding you?" the devil argued confidently.

Li Yue: "..."

"I know I have no right to question your whereabouts. I just wanted a kiss to soothe my wounded heart..." the devil said softly, sounding aggrieved.

Li Yue felt a chill run down her spine. Before he could finish speaking, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

*

Li Yue had never imagined that Jin Lu and Huangfu Jue's meeting would be like this.

After exchanging greetings, Jin Lu, with the expression of a new mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law, circled around Huangfu Jue and nodded, saying, "Hmm, not bad, not bad, just a bit short."

At those words, countless proud and spirited men around them instantly lost their swagger and wilted.

Li Yue sat in the carriage, wiping the black lines from her forehead.

Was Huangfu Jue short? Looking at everyone present, he was only slightly shorter than Jin Lu, that precocious freak. Compared to the others, he still stood out. Was Jin Lu trying to intimidate him?

Why bother? Why bother? Fortunately,

the people from the Xi Wang Mansion were all high-ranking monks in their past lives, and Guan Du was already in meditation. Huangfu Jue maintained his icy expression and didn't react.

Li Yue rested one hand on the carriage window, her chin on her arm, looking at the two men standing very close together. One was as beautiful as a delicate flower, and the other had sharp eyes. The relatively weaker one looked intimidating, while the relatively stronger one looked weak and vulnerable.

Li Yue thought that, being princes, perhaps it was their different circumstances that shaped their different personalities, leading to their different fates.

In terms of appearance, Huangfu Jue was undoubtedly more handsome and masculine, and more likable. But when it came to personality…

Li Yue sighed inwardly, stopping herself from thinking about it further. She looked up and saw Jin Lu looking at her. Seeing her gaze, Jin Lu suddenly smiled, a smile with an enigmatic, alluring quality.

He abruptly moved to Huangfu Jue's side and leaned down towards him. Seeing this action by a prince of the realm, everyone watching, including Li Yue, was stunned, their eyes wide and cold sweat pouring down their faces.

Although she had long heard that Jin Lu was bisexual, he had never shown this side of himself in front of her. Could it be that he was captivated by Huangfu Jue's beauty and wanted to kiss her on the spot?

Wow, how could she bear this?! Li

Yue immediately took off one of her embroidered shoes, ready to swing it to stop the farce, but then realized that Jin Lu had only whispered a few words in Huangfu Jue's ear. She was immediately puzzled.

Whether it was due to exceptional composure or the stiffness of his icy demeanor from years of maintaining a blank expression, Huangfu Jue's expression remained unchanged from the moment Jin Lu suddenly leaned over until he finished speaking and left. It was as if Jin Lu's actions and his words were nothing more than a passing breeze, utterly meaningless.

Jin Lu seemed quite surprised by his reaction, and just as she was about to lean over again, Huangfu Jue suddenly cupped his hands and said expressionlessly, "Thank you for your guidance, Crown Prince Jin."

Guidance? Guidance on what? Li Yue watched the two men exchanging glances, her heart filled with boundless curiosity. What could these men, meeting for the first time, whispering to each other?

Jin Lu chuckled and patted Huangfu Jue's shoulder, saying, "Brother Huangfu, you're too kind." Their intimacy and naturalness made it impossible for an uninformed observer to believe they had only met less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Li Yue retreated back into the carriage, rubbing her temples. The world of men was indeed not easily intruded upon; it seemed strange no matter how you looked at it.

A short while later, the carriage door opened, and Jin Lu slipped in like a butterfly. The procession set off.

A thunderous roar of hooves filled the air. Li Yue turned to see Huangfu Jue, dashing and imposing, leading his entourage past the window.

"Sister Yue, why are you looking at him? Look at me!" The devilish man reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face towards him.

"What did you just say to him?" Li Yue asked, seizing the opportunity.

"I told you to keep a distance of at least ten feet from him at all times, and not to come near." The devilish man chuckled, his sincerity unclear.

Li Yue slapped his hand away, spitting out, "Useless! Don't you know he has a childhood sweetheart he's engaged to?"

"Childhood sweethearts and fiancées are just for discarding, aren't they?" the devilish man said seriously.

Li Yue was speechless. See, his fickle nature had finally surfaced! She glared at him, then turned away, longing for the loyal Ye Qianxun.

It was a pity he had finally chosen to let go, to abandon her.

She was a bad woman, unworthy of such sincere and passionate love. Thinking about it, she felt a deep sorrow. She couldn't even understand how she had gotten to where she was now, or when all these men had suddenly appeared around her like mushrooms after rain.

Was it all her fault? Her mind

was a jumbled mess whenever she thought about these things.

Jinlu, noticing her strange expression, was about to perform a magic trick to cheer her up when a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him. He braced himself against the low table in the carriage, shook his head slightly, and once he regained his senses, he realized the dizziness was abnormal. He immediately steadied himself, circulated his inner energy, and began to examine himself to see where the problem lay.

Without circulating his inner energy, he felt fine, but as soon as he did, his meridians began to ache faintly. He was suddenly startled—was he…poisoned?

He tried twice more, and each time it was the same. He finally confirmed that he had indeed been poisoned.

Last night, when Liyue massaged and pressed his pressure points to induce sleep, he had used his inner energy without any problems. Therefore, the problem must have occurred during the time between last night and now.

He immediately recalled everything he had done and eaten during this time, not missing a single detail, yet he found nothing unusual. A

sense of unease began to creep into his heart. While Li Yue's attention was focused on the window, he secretly observed her.

If anyone wanted to poison him, it was only her, because he was always completely unguarded with her. He was always wary of everyone else, even his most trusted Li Shi.

These past few days, he had eaten and slept with her; if she wanted to poison him, it would be incredibly easy. But… would she?

When suspicion arises about someone, the first thing to consider is their motive.

Did Li Yue have a motive to poison him? He indulged her every whim, always granting her requests, and hadn't done anything excessive to harm those around her recently. What could possibly make her poison him?

Probably not.

If it wasn't him, then where did the poison in his body that prevented him from using his true energy come from?

Recalling the incident where Su Tingsong was poisoned with a moon curse and Li Yue came to Sheng Yang to settle scores with him, he began to feel the same deep sense of insecurity he had felt as a child.

Jin Wei was dead, and his political enemies were all eliminated, but a new adversary had set his sights on him.

Both things were done discreetly; this person was not to be underestimated.

He suddenly remembered that Su Yingge had come last night. Could it be Su Yingge…? How could he persuade Li Yue to attack him?

…

After a day's journey, the two groups stayed overnight in a restaurant that had been cleared out.

Jin Lu surprisingly asked to sleep in a separate room from Li Yue, which surprised Li Yue, but she didn't object. Before going to sleep, Li Yue opened the brocade box again, looking at the five porcelain dolls remaining inside. She wondered how many she could give away during her trip to Jiuhua Mountain. The thought of a grown woman giving such small trinkets to make someone happy made her blush a little, but… even if others didn't like them, the little pink ones would surely like them.

Picking up his phone, Li Yue turned and left, heading towards Jin Lu's room. She wanted to surprise him, and also see why this persistent, clingy guy was asking for separate rooms tonight.

It was still early, but Jin Lu's room was dark. Li Shi stood guard at the door.

"Hey? Is he in there? Why are the lights off so early?" Li Yue asked, pointing inside.

Li Shi looked somewhat uneasy and said, "His Highness is tired and asleep."

Li Yue's suspicion rose immediately. "Asleep? I don't believe you. Open the door, I want to see him."

Li Shi was anxious. "Miss Qin, His Highness is really asleep."

"Hmph, out chasing after women, huh?" Li Yue raised an eyebrow. They say it's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature. Jin Lu had always been a womanizer; how could he possibly reform after meeting her?

“Miss Qin, what are you saying? Even if our Prince wanted to seek pleasure, he couldn't choose a time when he's with you. Isn't that just deliberately making things difficult? His Highness is really sleeping in his room.” Li Shi pleaded earnestly, unaware that explanations were merely cover-ups, and with each word he spoke, Li Yue's suspicions only grew.

“Having known him for so long, when have I ever seen him go to sleep just past 5 PM?” Li Yue asked.

Li Shi was momentarily at a loss for words.

The door at the other end of the square corridor creaked open, and Huangfu Jue emerged, perhaps having overheard their argument.

Upon seeing him, Li Shi's expression immediately returned to calm and solemnity, devoid of any trace of the cunning she had displayed during her earlier banter with Li Yue.

Seeing Huangfu Jue emerge, Li Yue was about to turn away when the door opened. Jin Lu stood in the dimly lit room, wearing a bathrobe and with his long hair disheveled. He rubbed his eyes and yawned repeatedly, saying, "Sister Yue, you can't sleep without me, can you?"

Li Yue was speechless, about to scold him, but she noticed his pale face and a faint, almost imperceptible, smell of blood wafting out as the door opened.

"Yes, don't you know how hard it is to sleep alone?" Li Yue feigned playfulness, jumping up and throwing herself at him, kicking the door shut.

Huangfu Jue watched this scene expressionlessly, slowly turning around, entering the room, and closing the door.

Inside, Li Yue had just gotten off Jin Lu when she saw him brace himself on the table, bend over, and pull out a handkerchief to cover his mouth. Deep red liquid seeped through the handkerchief and snaked along his long, jade-colored fingers like earthworms, the smell of blood intensifying.

Li Yue stared in disbelief, stammering, "What...what's wrong with you?"

Jin Lu sat down on the stool beside the table. He had just tried to force the poison out of his body, but the poison only became stronger when its power was applied; without his true energy, it was weak and ineffective. This peculiar toxicity reminded him of someone—Su Yingge. Most unusual poisons were related to him.

Now that things had come to this, he didn't want to hide it anymore. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he hugged Li Yue, who was standing beside him, and buried his face in her chest, crying pitifully, "Sister Yue, how have I treated you badly? Why did you help Su Yingge harm me? I did what you asked me to do—to send people to protect his family. I agreed to call him brother. Why are you doing this to me?"

Li Yue was stunned and pushed his shoulders, saying, "When did I help him harm you? Explain yourself."

"I've been poisoned, from last night until now." Jin Lu lifted his head from her embrace, and in the dim light of the corridor outside, he could vaguely see tears glistening on his cheeks.

"You mean I poisoned you?" Li Yue raised an eyebrow.

Jin Lu released her, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

"Speak," Li Yue forcefully lifted his chin; she couldn't stand being wrongly accused without clear explanations.

"Sister Yue, can you tell me where that rouge you put on your lips this morning came from?" He had thought about it all day, and apart from the strange appearance of the rouge, he couldn't find any other suspicious points.

Li Yue was taken aback and said, "You mean that rouge was poison?"

"Sister Yue put it on your lips, and if I kissed Sister Yue, I would taste it. I know Sister Yue wasn't poisoned, but with Su Yingge's expertise in poison research, it wouldn't be difficult for her to create a poison that works on men but not women. If that box of rouge really was a gift from Su Yingge, could I ask to have it tested on another man?" Jin Lu looked up, his eyes full of sincerity and innocence.

Li Yue turned and went back to retrieve the rouge. Jin Lu ordered Li Shi to find a bodyguard, applied a little to his lips, and had him lick it. Sure enough, the symptoms were exactly the same as Jin Lu's; his entire body ached terribly whenever he used his internal energy.

Li Yue was furious and immediately smashed the porcelain box on the ground, shattering it into pieces.

What a cunning Su Yingge!

He must have known this when he gave her the medicine last night. Judging from its appearance, she would never believe it was some kind of hallucinogenic drug. Given her curiosity, she would definitely try it herself first, and then think he was just being mischievous, using the hallucinogenic drug as an excuse to give her a box of rouge to please her.

Besides being certain of her curiosity, he was also certain that she would like the effect the rouge created on her lips, certain that she wouldn't wipe it off immediately, and certain that the drug would have a chance to be fed to Jin Lu through her lips, thus achieving his ultimate goal.

If Jinlu hadn't pointed it out, she would never have imagined that what was merely a sweet box of rouge to her was a deadly poison to a man.

The thought that Su Yingge had used her enraged her, and she immediately wanted to ride back to Nanfo to settle the score.

Jinlu stopped her, saying, "Sister Yue, he must suspect me because of his father's poisoning. But I really didn't do it. He probably showed mercy this time out of respect for you, Sister Yue. This poison won't kill me; as long as I don't use my inner energy, I'll be fine. The Jiuhua Mountain Martial Arts Tournament is in a few days; why don't we attend the tournament and then go find him on our way back to Nanfo?"

Though he said this, he was actually just plotting to lure Su Yingge out. It was pointless for him to risk being exposed by using Liyue to poison Su Yingge with such a martial arts-suppressing poison; there must be others around him plotting this, and this was merely the first step in their plan.

Su Yingge was merely the one exposed; with Li Yue's consent, he could deal with him at any time. What he wanted to uncover now was the hidden mastermind behind him.

His style was to remain calm, feign falling into a trap, and then wipe them all out when they became overconfident.

And now, Li Yue was his best protector. There was nothing shameful about feigning weakness and seeking refuge under her wing; he had already considered her his other half. As his other half, they should support each other in times of trouble.

He also believed she would be willing; judging from her reaction just now, she still cared for him, which calmed his somewhat troubled mind.

*

Since Jinlu was poisoned, Li Yue no longer resisted his constant presence. Although poisoning him was unintentional, the fact that Su Yingge risked incurring her resentment to do this to her showed that she was the only person in his mind who could possibly accomplish this. In other words, she was the only person around Jinlu who made him lower his guard; otherwise, given Su Yingge's intelligence, she wouldn't have done such a thing.

Jinlu, however, showed no awareness of when to stop. He clung to Liyue every day, wanting hugs, kisses, and caresses, never caring whether he was in public or private. His own guards, perhaps used to it, remained remarkably calm in the face of their master's shameless behavior.

In contrast, the people at the Xiwang Mansion were far less composed. Several times during meals, when Jinlu snuggled into her arms, saying he was dizzy and needed to be fed, many of the Xiwang Mansion guards burst out laughing. Even Guandu, who was usually highly meditative, couldn't help but twitch his lips, and Huangfu Jue's icy face turned pale.

In truth, Li Yue had never quite understood Huangfu Jue's expression. Even though Jinlu's coquettishness was somewhat cringe-worthy, did his face really need to turn so pale? He looked like he'd swallowed a dead rat and was choking on it.

The days passed quickly amidst this constant bickering, and after more than ten days, the group arrived at the foot of Mount Jiuhua.

Yu Zhanhua, the master of Yuexiao Manor, along with his eldest son Yu Jiuxiao and the manor's servants, personally greeted Jinlu and Huangfu Jue at the Nine Lotus Pond at the foot of the mountain.

The Martial Arts Tournament was held every five years. Although the royal families of the Three Kingdoms didn't necessarily attend every year, this wasn't their first time. Therefore, Yuexiao Manor had its own set of etiquette for entertaining the royals, completely different from how they entertained the martial arts practitioners attending the tournament.

When Li Yue, arm in arm with Jinlu, stepped down from the palanquin with him, Yu Jiuxiao's smile almost instantly froze.

Li Yue looked at him, her smile exceptionally sweet.

Two years ago, on that rainy night, she left in disgrace. Could this be considered a triumphant return?

Now that she's returned in triumph, shouldn't those who bullied her back then pay the price?

There's still plenty of time, so Li Yue isn't in a hurry. Looking around at the bustling crowd of welcoming guests, she didn't see Yu Wuchen, and couldn't help but mutter to herself: He invited her but didn't come to pick her up—what a jerk!

(The following text discusses the importance of winning hearts and minds.

) Because Li Yue came with Jin Lu, she stayed at the Shouchun Pavilion arranged for Jin Lu in the manor. Just after settling in, she learned that Emperor Yan Huang of Dongyi had arrived at Yuexiao Manor three days ago and was staying at the Yuming Pavilion, accompanied by Murong Juan, the head of the Murong family of Dongyi.

Li Yue had spent five years in Jiuhua Mountain, and she knew the layout of the manor better. Yu Ming Pavilion and Sou Chun Pavilion were separated by only a garden, both rare scenic spots within the manor.

Thinking of Yan Huang's helpless yet slightly indulgent smile, and the tears he had shed for her, the urge to see him was irresistible.

However, thinking of Empress Dowager Dongyi…

she shook her head. She had said she didn't care; if she didn't even dare to see Yan Huang because of this, what did it mean to not care?

While she pondered, that devilish Jin Lu had already wandered around outside and was now clinging to her again, wanting her to have dinner with him. After dinner, Li Yue knew that to sneak out, she first had to deal with this devilish man; otherwise, if he followed her like a tail, how could she and Yan Huang catch up?

Her eyes darted around, and a plan came to her.

She rubbed her belly, lazily saying, "Ouch, I'm so full, it hurts."

"Sister Yue, let me rub it for you." The demon who had been peeking out the window immediately fawned over upon hearing her discomfort, extending his paw to rub her stomach to help her digest.

"Rubbing your stomach is so boring, little pinkie, let's play hide-and-seek instead?" Li Yue suddenly sat up straight, suggesting seriously.

Jin Lu hesitated slightly, looking at her. Although they were eighteen and seventeen respectively, not too old, hide-and-seek...

"Hmm? Want to play?" Li Yue winked at him playfully.

Jin Lu had never seen her so charming and innocent, and his bones instantly went weak. He subconsciously nodded and said, "Okay."

"I'll hide first. You stand here, turn your back, and don't peek or eavesdrop. Count to ten and then come find me. Understand?" Li Yue positioned him with his back to the door, explaining the rules of hide-and-seek.

"Oh." Jinlu looked at her with sparkling eyes, nodded, and his obedient appearance made Liyue unable to resist tiptoeing and giving him a little kiss on the cheek, then added, "Count slowly, okay? If you finish counting before I get to the door, I'll kick your butt!"

"Okay, okay." Jinlu's heart fluttered with joy after the kiss.

Liyue ran to the door and said, "Alright, start counting, be loud, no cheating."

"Okay." Jinlu agreed and began counting one, two, three, four.

Liyue squinted and covered her mouth, and in a few leaps, she was already outside the wall. As she ran towards Yuming Pavilion, she chuckled to herself, thinking to herself: Jinlu is really good at clinging. Look, she hadn't given him any promises, yet he had been clinging to her for so long, and meeting an old friend had even given her a feeling similar to cheating on her husband. But

this feeling... she liked it.

In the end, she really was a bad woman!

She arrived at the Jade Tea Pavilion in the blink of an eye, but was stopped by the guards before she could even enter.

Fortunately, she had retrieved Yan Huang's jade pendant from Jinlu earlier that morning, and it had indeed come in handy.

Entering the Jade Tea Pavilion, she couldn't find Yan Huang. After circling around, Li Yue stood scratching her head, puzzled, under a trellis of morning glories in the courtyard, when she heard light, deep footsteps behind her.

She turned abruptly.

A man in a silver-threaded black robe stood there, his figure handsome and his features clear and refined, his aloofness like that of the moon hanging above the eaves.

It wasn't Yan Huang, it was… Murong Juan.

The two stared at each other, perhaps their hearts filled with mixed emotions, or perhaps their minds were blank; in any case, for a long time, neither spoke.

Li Yue looked at the slightly unfamiliar man before her. They had once been so intimate, but now, only a cold, indifferent air stood between them.

She had thought her heart had long since turned cold towards him, but now she realized that it had never truly cooled. For example, now, in this silent meeting, her heart felt not only cold but also pain.

She clenched her fists, wanting to tell him he wasn't her cousin.

But she held back the words. The key to their problem had never been blood ties.

She lowered her eyes, then looked up, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "I really like the birthday gift you gave me, thank you."

Murong Juan's eyes were deep, his tone relatively calm: "I was just using your gift as a pretext."

"Using a pretext is also a lot of work." Li Yue laughed somewhat carelessly, tilting her head to look at the pavilion behind him, and said, "I came to see Yan Huang, but he's not here, I'm leaving."

"You're not my cousin." He suddenly said as Li Yue turned around.

Li Yue stopped in her tracks. Had Pei Yanxi said the same things he had said to her to him?

"So what?" She suppressed the turmoil in her heart. Even if she wasn't his cousin, he could never return to her side as before.

He created the Qu Liushang she loved, and then killed him with his own hands.

"Now, can you completely forget me?" he said quietly behind her.

Li Yue had intended to walk out calmly, but she ended up running.

As she grew older, she felt she was becoming stronger, but the reality seemed to prove that she was becoming more and more fragile.

Just hearing him say that she should completely forget him made her heart ache so much she wanted to cry.

Was she really just becoming more and more fragile?

She rushed out of the Jade Tea Pavilion, running aimlessly, not knowing which way to go, or how long she had run, when she suddenly bumped into an embrace. The unfamiliar scent made her stiffen and step back, instantly composing herself to look at the person who had come.

Under the moonlight, the charming man smiled like a poisonous poppy.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, it was actually him?

"What a coincidence." He smiled faintly, his long fingers subtly brushing a strand of hair across his chest, exuding an air of elegance.

This seemed to be a habitual gesture of his.

In contrast, Li Yue wasn't in such a good mood, especially after learning that she might be the daughter of Empress Dowager Dongyi, and that this fellow was the Empress Dowager's male favorite…

She had said she didn't care about her background, but this resentment seemed to be rooted in her blood.

"You really are everywhere." Li Yue stared at him, expressionless.

"Likewise." He smiled naturally and politely, and took a step closer to her.

"Is Miss Qin alone tonight? Why are you here alone?" He leaned slightly forward, his eyes gleaming like a wolf's under the moonlight.

Only then did Li Yue realize that she had been lost in thought and wandered off somewhere. This seemed to be a rather secluded corner, one indication of which was that there weren't even any garden lanterns here.

Li Yue became wary, looking at the man who had exuded an air of mystery from the moment he appeared. She said, "It's not surprising that I'm here alone. What's strange is why you're here alone?" After observing the surroundings, Li Yue realized this was the easternmost corner where the central courtyard met the backyard. Most people going to the backyard would pass through the central garden, not take this roundabout path through the woods. And the end of this path should lead to Yu Wuchen's Linfeng Pavilion in the northeast corner of the backyard.

"Why I'm here, can't you really guess?" his tone became enigmatic.

Li Yue was startled, and just then, he suddenly reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder.

Li Yue's shoulder swayed, and she slipped away from his grasp like a fish, taking several steps back and glaring at him angrily.

The man who dared to accept Ye Qianxun's challenge that day must have martial arts skills nearly on par with Ye Qianxun's. Although she had barely managed to cultivate the Blood Demon Technique to the seventh level with Su Yingge's help, her foundation was not yet stable, and she knew she would be at a disadvantage compared to someone like Ye Qianxun. On her first day at Yuexiao Manor, she didn't want to cause trouble unnecessarily.

"You leave, and I'll pretend I never saw you," she said.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden laughed again, her charm undeniable, yet Li Yue felt a chill run down her spine.

"Do you think I'm afraid you'll tell, and want to silence you? How could I possibly harm such a delicate flower?" His voice was soft, like a lover's whisper.

Li Yue sneered, remaining silent.

"I'm just curious, since you can accept so many, why bother with one more? Am I not good enough for you?" He spoke as he slowly walked towards Li Yue, his wide robes rustling softly over the unkempt weeds.

"A heartless person, even if they only choose one, is just a random choice. A person with a heart, even if they choose many, is not just a random choice." Li Yue secretly gathered her inner energy in her hands, ready to fight him even if it meant injury if he made any further untoward moves.

However, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden stopped halfway, the enigmatic smile on her face vanishing, her gaze passing over Li Yue's shoulder to look behind her.

Li Yue, worried he was deliberately trying to distract her, didn't turn around, only staring intently at him, until a familiar yet indifferent voice came from behind: "Don't touch her." The voice wasn't loud, but the threat within was strong and obvious.

Murong Juan? Li Yue was slightly startled, turning around to see him standing about two zhang away, his face, illuminated by the moonlight, the only bright spot in the large mass of dark shadows cast by the trees behind him.

"Too busy to take care of yourself, yet you're meddling in everything." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's smile carried a hint of malice.

Murong Juan looked at him but didn't reply.

After a moment of awkward silence, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden finally chuckled and walked away.

"Stay away from him," Murong Juan said, turning and leaving as well.

He wanted her to completely forget him, yet he silently followed her—what did he want?

Li Yue's already turbulent emotions surged again. She shouted at his retreating back, "Why don't you stay away from me? Since you want me to forget you completely, what does my life or death have to do with you?"

He paused slightly, and after a brief silence, said, "You can forget me, but I won't forget you."

...

Back at the Shuchun Pavilion, it was just past dusk. Jinlu was nowhere to be seen. Li Yue asked Li Shi, who replied, "Asleep."

Asleep so early? Could the poison have flared up again?

Li Yue went upstairs to Jinlu's room. This time, he didn't lock the door; he pushed it open.

There was no light or sound inside. Li Yue went in and lit the lamp on the corner of the table. Turning her head, she saw Jinlu indeed lying face inwards on the bed.

Really asleep? How strange.

Li Yue tiptoed to the bedside and looked at him. He didn't move. After a long while, a soft gasp came from behind.

Was this demon crying?

Li Yue paused, then grabbed his shoulders and turned him over. Sure enough, tears glistened in his eyes.

He kept his eyes closed, burying his face in the quilt, refusing to look at her.

Li Yue sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and tugged at the thin quilt covering his face, saying, "Hey, even if you're angry, you don't have to cry like this, do you? You're a man."

Hearing this, his grip on the edge of the quilt loosened slightly, and Li Yue took the opportunity to pull it off.

The demon had already opened his eyes. What kind of eyes were they? Dark and brimming with tears, illuminated by the candlelight, they seemed as if countless stars had fallen into them, shimmering with tiny, dazzling lights.

Li Yue suddenly longed to see the Southern Buddha's emperor, who was always half-dead. What kind of demon could have given birth to such a beauty as Jinlu?

"Sister Yue, why did you lie to me? I thought you really wanted to play with me." The demon pouted, a large tear swirling in his eye, threatening to fall.

Li Yue stared worriedly at the teardrop, for it appeared so beautiful, crystal clear and sparkling. She feared it would shatter into pieces if it fell.

Seeing Li Yue staring at him blankly, the demon pressed on, "I know there's someone you care about in this manor. If you want to see him, just say so. I won't stop you, and I know I can't..." The teardrop rolled down, slid past his eye, and landed on the pillowcase, gone.

Li Yue felt a pang of sadness and snapped back to reality, recalling his words. Why had she lied to him? Wasn't it because she was afraid he would go with her?

Before she could finish speaking, the demon, tears welling in her eyes, said, "Isn't it because you're afraid I'll go with you? I won't go! Do you think I like seeing you with another man?" She turned away, her voice soft and trembling, and said, "I'm content as long as Sister Yue is by my side for even one month a year. This year, it's been more than a month already. I know you should go to someone else... Go ahead, I'm not sad, really. Anyway... I'll get used to it sooner or later..."

There are some people whose outward appearance is always more easily etched into people's hearts than their inner nature. Looking at their face, you would never think about what kind of person they are inside, especially when they are wronged.

Many people in the world want to do this, but Jinlu is undoubtedly the best among them.

This is why Liyue, knowing he wasn't as weak as he appeared, still couldn't help but soften her heart for him time and time again—because those tears and that grievance were truly heart-wrenching!

This time was no exception.

"Alright, it's Yue-jie's fault, I shouldn't have lied to you. Yue-jie apologizes, don't cry." Li Yue took out a handkerchief and leaned over to wipe his face.

The devil turned around again, sobbing, and asked with an innocent look, "Does Yue-jie like me?"

"Yes." Li Yue answered without hesitation.

The devil suddenly burst into laughter, his tears clearing and his smile blooming like a hundred flowers.

"I want a kiss." Seeing that Li Yue was trying to coax him, he took advantage of the situation and used his second trump card after his grievances—acting cute.

Li Yue leaned down with a compassionate expression and kissed him on the forehead.

"I want a hug." The devil said again.

Li Yue hugged him with great difficulty, and patted his back twice, saying, "Good boy..."

"I want a touch." The devil pressed his advantage.

Li Yue reached out and touched his smooth, silky long hair, asking, "Are you done yet?"

"Hmm... I want another kiss." The devil's eyes darted around, and he said shamelessly.

"Smack!" Li Yue flicked his forehead, scolding, "Are you ever going to stop?"

The devilishly handsome man's eyes, which had just dried their tears, instantly flooded with tears again. He clutched his head, complaining, "Sister Yue bullied me! Waaah, it hurts!"

Seeing his face change so quickly, Li Yue was momentarily stunned.

"It hurts, Sister Yue, rub it for me." He pouted and reached for her hand.

"Rub it yourself, you're not without hands." Li Yue was exasperated.

"No, I want Sister Yue to rub it..." Jin Lu, seeing his pleading tactics had failed, immediately resorted to his relentless pursuit, clinging to Li Yue like an octopus, burying his face in her chest.

Angry woman vs. octopus man, who wins?

Even if Li Yue was tempered into steel, Jin Lu possessed the power to melt her into tenderness. And so…

the candlelight flickered red, their clothes piled haphazardly on the footstool beneath the bed. A snow-white, delicate foot emerged from the brocade quilt, toes curled, seemingly rubbing restlessly against the hard nanmu wood edge of the bed.

Li Yue lay facing outwards, her eyes hazy, her red lips slightly parted, her small face flushed as she breathed softly.

Jinlu embraced her tightly from behind, a few strands of Liyue's hair clinging to his slightly sweaty, handsome face, adding a touch of wanton allure. He pressed his face against Liyue's slender neck, his red lips lingering on her bare shoulder. Looking down, beneath the thin quilt, their bodies were intertwined like snakes, undulating gently.

Liyue bit her lip, her brow furrowing as he thrust deeply into her, letting out a soft gasp. This position relaxed her completely, but because her legs were together, the friction was particularly intense when he entered from behind.

Now, as they made love, he was no longer as impatient and aggressive as before, but rather gentle and considerate. While a forceful union could bring intense and exhilarating pleasure, slow and tender lovemaking offered a different kind of soul-stirring, intoxicating experience.

For example, right now, his penis, hot and hard yet rubbing against her soft, sensitive flesh with incredibly slow movements, each insertion and withdrawal felt strangely prolonged. Her tightness allowed her to clearly feel how he was slowly prying her open, teasing her inch by inch, bringing her subtle pleasure.

Sometimes he would deliberately insert only halfway, rubbing back and forth at the shallow end before suddenly thrusting deep inside. The pleasure from the previous shallow teasing, like sparks, coalesced into a burst of light with this deep penetration. It

wasn't an orgasm, but it made her tremble and twist with pleasure. She could feel herself uncontrollably secreting a continuous stream of pleasurable fluids, soaking her inner thighs and his pubic hair until they were slippery and sticky.

Oh my god, it felt so good, so good that she didn't even want to pursue an ultimate orgasm, because the process itself was already infinitely pleasurable.

His hands were smooth and soft, like a piece of warm silk, gliding along her legs, over her hips, and across her waist. He caressed and kneaded her curvaceous figure with a loving touch, finally settling on her full, elastic breasts, gently stimulating her sensitive response.

She couldn't help but sway her hips, her snowy buttocks moving back to meet his, her soft flesh gripping him tightly, wanting only to prolong this slow, leisurely pleasure indefinitely.

Many women can encircle and squeeze a man's penis, but to give a man that feeling of tightness and sucking requires a truly exceptional woman.

Initially, she was passive, and he could barely hold on for a while, but her initiative immediately sent a shiver through him, almost causing him to lose control. He quickly held her tightly.

Kissing her smooth neck, his voice was slightly hoarse with suppressed desire: "Sister Yue, I don't want a crown princess, I don't want an empress, I don't want a harem, I only want you. Even if you have more than one woman, I still only want you."

When is a woman's will weakest? The answer is undoubtedly during lovemaking. When are women most sensitive to sweet words? The answer is still, during lovemaking.

Generally, when a man and woman make love, it proves that the man has already possessed the woman to some extent. Sweet words won't be as plentiful or sweet as during courtship. Therefore, he believes that making vows to a woman during lovemaking should leave a deep impression on her.

As for why he's so eager to show it, it's because, as he said, there are people she cares about on this mountain, and not just one. If she wants to see them, he can't stop her. The only way is to solidify his position before she goes to see them, so that he won't be easily outshone by others.

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