[Fantasy] Dragon Soul Blood Jade (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 45. Down in the famous

capital of Huaihe River region, a young man and his horse appeared on the official road. The young man wore a long, flowing blue robe that billowed in the wind, exuding elegance. His face was so handsome it seemed like an unreal dream, even possessing a touch of bewitching allure.

His eyebrows were like swords drawn to his temples, his eyes sparkling like stars, radiating a dreamlike yet heroic spirit. His skin was fair and smooth, his features sharply defined, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs—his entire being brimming with irresistible charm. Most captivating was the faint smile playing on his lips, carrying an indescribable air of languor, yet still radiating a vibrant masculine energy, creating a powerful allure. "

My old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, setting sail for Yangzhou in the third month of spring.

A lone sail disappears into the vast blue sky, leaving only the Yangtze River flowing to the horizon. "

He was reciting Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran at Yellow Crane Tower," his voice soft. The poem itself carried a sense of reluctant parting yet also a carefree and unrestrained spirit, but now, reflected in his handsome, half-smiling face, it exuded a captivating, almost wicked charm—the kind of dashing, wandering swordsman capable of bewitching countless young women. His

horse was unbridled and unrestrained, trotting along on its own. The young man, wine bottle in hand, recited the poem casually, sipping each line with a carefree air. Few other travelers were on the official road, and the young man's unusual behavior attracted attention, but he paid no heed, remaining completely oblivious, seemingly enjoying himself immensely.

The young man took another sip of wine, patted the horse's head, and said, "Horse, oh horse, where will you take me?"

His voice was gentle yet powerful, very pleasant to hear. The horse, of course, didn't understand his question, but raised its head and neighed softly, as if in response. Just then, a cry rang out, and a richly decorated carriage sped up from behind the young man. The young man, not in a hurry, naturally urged his horse to the side of the road to let the carriage pass.

As he turned to look, the carriage curtain slowly rose, revealing a beautiful, youthful face that seemed to radiate both joy and sorrow. Large eyes, flowing black hair, and slightly parted cherry-red lips, though visible from the side, exuded the warmth of the summer sun. Her large, watery eyes met the young man's unintentional gaze.

The curtain began to fall slightly, and the carriage passed by. The young man stared at the carriage, somewhat bewildered, almost falling off his horse. Before the curtain was fully lowered, the stunningly beautiful face was revealed again, almost face-to-face. This time, he saw her more clearly: an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, starry eyes, skin as white as snow, lips like cherries, a delicate nose, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile on her slightly upturned, rosy lips. Finally, the curtain was completely drawn, and the carriage sped away.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man finally came to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, "Horse, 'With ten thousand strings of cash around your waist, ride down to Yangzhou.' Now I'm rather penniless, but Yangzhou is just around the corner. 'Ten miles of spring breeze along the Yangzhou road,' truly every step is a journey of beauty! It seems we've come to the right place; my trip, Du Ke, will certainly not be in vain!" With that, he spurred his horse forward, following closely in the direction the carriage had gone.

This man was none other than Du Ke, who had recently bid farewell to Guan Panpan and Li Lingyun. He had left the Swallow Tower in Xuzhou, traveling south, and within a few days had reached Yangzhou. Yangzhou, belonging to Huainan Circuit, was one of the four major economic centers of Jiangnan, the destination of the Grand Canal, and a north-south transportation hub; its prosperity surpassed even that of Luoyang, the eastern capital.

In the early Han Dynasty, Liu Bi, the nephew of Emperor Gaozu (Liu Bang), was enfeoffed in Guangling and established the Kingdom of Wu. He "minted coins on the mountain" and "boiled seawater for salt," leading to the rapid development of the two major "official industries" of salt and iron, marking Yangzhou's first historical peak of development. By the Tang Dynasty, Yangzhou, as the tail end of the Yangtze River and the gateway to the vast sea, held a geographical and economic status comparable to modern-day Shanghai. Located at the confluence of the river and the sea, the city prospered because of water.

In the early Tang Dynasty, the Grand Canal, dug during the reign of Emperor Yang of Sui, became a major artery for north-south water transport. Tribute from the southern prefectures and goods from the eight southeastern circuits all had to be transshipped through Yangzhou to the capital, Chang'an. This convenient transportation made Yangzhou an important port on the Maritime Silk Road and one of the four major commercial ports in the East. Yangzhou's economic development experienced its second peak, entering its golden age. It was said that "between the Yangtze and Huai rivers, Guangling, a great town, was the richest in the world," historically known as "Yangzhou first, Yizhou second."

The bustling city of Yangzhou became increasingly dazzling, and the saying "With ten thousand strings of cash around one's waist, one rides a crane to Yangzhou" perfectly encapsulated its immense wealth. Located by the sea, Yangzhou also possessed a magnanimous spirit, which made it an international metropolis. Countless Japanese monks and students traveled to Tang China to learn about Buddhism and Han culture, while thousands of foreigners came to Yangzhou to do business. Various cultures intertwined, blended, and coexisted, developing together. Taoism, Buddhism, Islam, Catholicism, and Christianity coexisted and thrived, becoming a distinctive feature of Yangzhou.

After the An Lushan Rebellion, the economic center shifted south, and most of the funds and materials needed by the imperial court were transported from Yangzhou, leading to unprecedented prosperity. Yangzhou became the largest economic metropolis in the country. For Du Ke, this city of Yangzhou, with its vibrant nightlife, was the perfect place to indulge in worldly pleasures. Alone on horseback, he leisurely embarked on another journey of womanizing.

A yearly dream of Yangzhou, earning a reputation for heartless dalliance in brothels. Yangzhou, a place of great pleasure and romance, is second only to Jinling, the ancient capital of six dynasties, where "mist shrouds the cold waters and moonlight veils the sand, moored at night on the Qinhuai River near a wine shop." Of course, Du Ke's destination was Suzhou, so Jinling was naturally his next stop—but that's a story for later.

The contemporary great poet, Du Mu, Du Ke's cousin, had a particular fondness for Yangzhou, as evidenced by the saying, "Ten miles of Yangzhou, three lifetimes of Du Mu, words fail me." Du Ke wasn't very familiar with this distant cousin, but they were still family, so even before arriving in Yangzhou, he was intensely curious about the famous Zhuxi Road, renowned for its ten miles of spring breezes.

Du Ke strolled slowly along the bustling streets, surrounded by flowing carriages and galloping horses, the air filled with laughter and joyful chatter. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a gentle paradise! A heaven on earth!"

Under the bright sunshine, in a high-class private room of "Pinyu Pavilion," one of the four great brothels of Yangzhou, the window panes were wide open. A young woman leaned wearily against the windowsill, the warm sunlight illuminating her delicate beauty, making her even more beautiful than a flower: her slender and graceful body, her charming head slightly tilted to the side, her delicate neck as soft and smooth as velvet, her exquisitely beautiful face with arched eyebrows, bright eyes, cheeks like fresh lychees, a nose like goose fat, cherry lips slightly parted, revealing pearly teeth, and her bright, watery eyes held a hint of shyness mixed with a touch of allure, blending a pure, elegant, and seductive charm. Especially her captivating eyes and full, alluring rosy lips exuded an absolutely mesmerizing charm; her jet-black hair was tied back with a jade hairpin, with a few strands cascading down, swaying gently in the breeze, complementing her fair and delicate face and adding to her charming allure. She was lightly draped in a sheer silk robe, and in the gentle summer breeze, she resembled a fairy, graceful and delicate, seemingly fragile beneath the garment. Her ivory-smooth, white skin was clearly visible through the sheer fabric, her exquisite curves fully revealed. This shy, half-revealed, hazy beauty was enough to leave one speechless: "Truly a peerless beauty!"

If Du Ke were fortunate enough to see her, he would surely be so astonished that his eyes would pop out. She was none other than Du Ke's first love, the contemporary successor of Gongsun Xuanyuan, and the holder of the Dragon Soul Blood Jade, Gongsun Ruyan. Previously, back in the Du family, she had deliberately concealed her natural beauty, wearing only a maid's dress and plain makeup, yet she still captivated men. Now, this breathtakingly stunning beauty truly swayed his soul.

"Miss, please have something to eat. This is some Poria cocos cake that Mama just sent over," a pretty maid said, pushing open the door and addressing the beauty leaning against the window.

Gongsun Ruyan nodded slightly, a hint of hidden melancholy flashing in her eyes.

Du Ke strolled and drank, quite at ease, gradually forgetting the bitterness of parting with Guan Panpan, naturally immersing himself in the dazzling lights and revelry. Unconsciously, he followed the crowd to the foot of the "Pinyu Pavilion," wondering if he should go up for a drink.

The beautiful woman waiting at the entrance had already noticed this handsome young man. Seeing his hesitation, she knew he was a novice and quickly greeted him with a smile, her words full of coquettish charm.

Du Ke was an expert in the world of pleasure, and naturally handled it with ease. Although he was a womanizer, he was by no means a machine. He harbored feelings for both women he had been intimate with, and they were naturally inseparable without any misunderstandings. Watching these alluring women of the night, trying their best to please him for a living, he had no interest in them. He simply ordered a table full of dishes, dismissed the beauties who had come to keep him company, and poured himself a drink.

He noticed that few dishes on the table had been touched, and even those that had been touched were only a small amount. However, there were six empty tin wine jugs arranged in a row, and even so, the young man was only slightly tipsy. Knowing they had encountered a VIP, the head maid said to her attendant, "Ying'er, go and fetch another pot of my treasured Daughter's Red wine. Also, tell your young lady to come downstairs and have a few drinks with Young Master Du!"

The maid, Ying'er, gracefully went upstairs, pushed open the elegantly carved mahogany door of a boudoir, and addressed the stunningly beautiful woman still leaning wearily against the window, "Miss, a wealthy patron has come to the brothel today. The head maid wants you to have a drink with that young master."

Gongsun Ruyan frowned slightly upon hearing this and spat, "Whose纨绔子弟 (spoiled brat) is this now?"

Ying'er shook her head, saying, "I don't recognize him. Judging from his accent, he seems to be from the Central Plains, around Chang'an or Luoyang. The head maid said he's the young master of the Du family of Jingzhao. Ying'er doesn't understand why a young master from such a family would come to places like this." With that, she went downstairs to fetch the wine.

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. The words "Du family of Jingzhao" struck Gongsun Ruyan like a thunderbolt. Her pretty face turned deathly pale, and she murmured, "Could it be him? How did he know I was here?" After a long while, she shook her head and said, "It can't be him. Sister Hua'er promised me she wouldn't tell. Besides, there are many people in the Du family; he wouldn't frequent such a place." After a struggle with her thoughts, curiosity ultimately overcame her fear of "seeing him is worse than not seeing him." She quickly washed up and gracefully strolled downstairs.

Du Ke, who had a high tolerance for alcohol, was still not satisfied. Hearing someone at the door, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw the maid Ying'er, who had been there before, lifting the curtain and entering from the outer room, carrying an unopened jar of Daughter's Red wine. Before it could even be placed on the table, he snatched it away, eagerly breaking the clay seal with his palm. Instantly, a clear and mellow aroma of wine wafted out. Du Ke couldn't help but take several deep breaths, exclaiming, "Good wine! Good wine indeed! This is thirty-year-old Daughter's Red! Mother Qin is truly kind to me!..."

Chapter 46 Meeting an Old

Friend Gongsun Ruyan happened to lift the curtain and enter as well. At this moment, she waved for Ying'er to step back, stood up gracefully, walked around the table to Du Ke's side, and stretched out her fair and delicate hands to pick up the jar of Daughter's Red wine on the table. She first touched the ground with her knees, then sat on his calves as he sat cross-legged, smiling sweetly and saying in a soft, coquettish voice, "Young Master Du, please allow me to offer you a cup first, and then I will certainly let you drink to your heart's content!"

Du Ke was deeply engrossed in smelling the clear aroma of the wine and had not yet reacted when he was already holding a warm and fragrant body in his arms. Although he was a free-spirited and unrestrained wanderer of the martial world, he didn't appreciate such a gesture of kindness. Just as he was wondering what was happening, he heard a soft tremor from the woman in his arms and felt her delicate body quiver. She slightly raised her head, and a beautiful face, capable of both anger and joy, came into view.

Du Ke seemed to feel incredibly fortunate, stopping his drink to indulge himself: the beauty in his arms had a straight, jade-like nose, and her bright eyes seemed misty, like a layer of damp fog, like a bottomless abyss in autumn water. Her delicate lips were slightly parted, her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips, exuding a fragrant aroma. Her light silk dress couldn't conceal her graceful curves, her exquisite figure faintly visible, her breasts high beneath the skirt, threatening to burst forth; her snow-white legs were slender and long, rounded and beautiful, her slender waist so delicate it could be grasped in one hand.

Du Ke was mesmerized, his lust rising. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman leaning alone against the railing. Her voluptuous figure was breathtakingly beautiful, her curves perfectly proportioned. Her high, firm breasts pushed up the front of her light gauze dress, forming a high ridge that flowed down the perfect arc of her snow-white peaks, connecting to her rounded, soft shoulders. Her body, partially concealed by the gauze, stirred the imagination. Her taut abdomen and slender waist formed a seamless curve. As the river breeze blew and the gauze fluttered, glimpses of her full, high breasts and graceful, slender legs appeared and disappeared, stirring his passion and igniting his desire.

Suddenly, Du Ke felt a strange familiarity with the face before him. From their first meeting, he had harbored the passionate thought of embracing her and soaring through the air together. Wen Hua and Guan Panpan were both exceptionally beautiful women, and her cousin Li Lingyun was even more ethereal and otherworldly. Du Ke, having seen countless beauties, possessed remarkable composure. His current feelings left him bewildered; it was as if she were a long-lost lover, a deep-seated intimacy that resonated within him, yet he couldn't recall who she was.

Gongsun Ruyan, overjoyed to reunite with her beloved, was understandably delighted. Seeing him staring blankly at her without reaction, she suddenly remembered that she had previously avoided having her beautiful face "disfigured" by attracting too many admirers. Seeing his bewildered expression, knowing he was still struggling in the sea of memories, she chuckled and said softly, "What? You don't recognize me just because I changed clothes? Ah, well, what can I do? I'm just a nobody, a little maidservant."

Hearing this, Du Ke finally understood, his handsome eyes overflowing with deep affection, as if pouring out all the longing of the past year. He murmured, "Yan'er, you are my Yan'er..."

Hearing his somewhat foolish display of genuine emotion, Gongsun Ruyan felt a pang of sympathy for this Tan... Lang had never forgotten her, and her emotions surged like a tidal wave. She reached out and stroked his flawless, handsome face, replying, "Yes, Ke Lang, I'm your Yan'er! Yan'er and Ke Lang meet again!"

Du Ke snapped out of his reverie, resuming his usual playful demeanor, and teasingly said, "How did Yan'er know I was here? Such a passionate embrace—if you mistook me for someone else, you'd be in big trouble." He then deliberately wiggled his legs, feeling a soft, bouncy sensation, instantly captivating him.

Gongsun Ruyan, hearing these teasing words, blushed and lowered her head, utterly radiant. Du Ke, seeing this, felt a surge of intense desire. He displayed the natural male instinct to be attracted to beautiful women, especially the thought that the beauty in his arms might favor him, and that they might even share his body, adding another layer of passionate excitement.

Amidst a coquettish and reproachful tone, Gongsun Ruyan tilted her head and gave him a charming glance, then lowered her head and softly said, "Yan'er doesn't know. Yan'er was raised by Aunt Qin since childhood. She has been incredibly kind to me, so Yan'er registered here specifically to deal with dashing young men like you." She then pinched the soft flesh of his waist.

Du Ke, with his keen senses, saw her body tremble slightly with shyness, clearly a pure and innocent young woman. It seemed that Aunt Qin truly treated her like a daughter. Du Ke picked up his wine cup, downed it in one gulp, and chuckled, "Then today I'll see how you, the top courtesan of Pinyu Pavilion, deal with a dashing young man like me."

Sensing the teasing in his words, Gongsun Ruyan gave another coquettish reproach, which only made Du Ke chuckle mischievously.

Qin's mother, who overheard everything outside the door, realized that this young man was the lover her goddaughter had longed for. She felt a surge of relief, finally finding a good match for her daughter.

Du Ke, looking at her shy and bashful face, was even more captivated. Suddenly, he loudly proclaimed, "Yan'er, you don't know my feelings, do you? Yes, it's all my fault for not confessing to you first. Now I will immediately make up for this terrible mistake: I, Du Ke, now proclaim to the heavens, Yan'er… um…"

Gongsun Ruyan blushed crimson, tilting her head back and quickly covering Du Ke's unbridled mouth to prevent him from uttering any more shameful "dirty" words. But she immediately let out a soft "whimper," pulling her hand back as if electrocuted. It turned out that this scoundrel had taken the opportunity to kiss her soft palm, and what was worse, he was making "smacking" sounds as if savoring the taste, looking smug and smug! This left her with her starry eyes tightly closed, at a loss, her heart pounding, blushing with shyness—unable to be angry or resentful; she couldn't bear to scold him, yet she couldn't bring herself to do it!

"Ke Lang, how can you be so shameful? I understand your thoughts... your feelings..." Her gentle voice was so affectionate and tender, lingering and gradually becoming almost inaudible...

"Yan'er! Do you know that I fell in love with you the moment you first met me? Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so devoted to you for so long!" Du Ke put away his playful expression and stared seriously at Gongsun Ruyan's pretty face, earnestly confessing his feelings, no longer hiding his deep affection for this stunning beauty.

Gongsun Ruyan slightly opened her shyly closed starry eyes, gave Du Ke a glare that seemed both angry and reproachful, then lowered her head and remained silent. Only her slender hands, still resting on the table, unconsciously caressed and curled a few strands of her casually hanging hair, faithfully reflecting the fluttering, excited heart of this stunning beauty.

Du Ke continued to express his deep affection for Gongsun Ruyan, his heart completely overwhelmed by an unprecedented emotion. Unable to contain himself, he reached out and gently lifted Gongsun Ruyan's delicate chin, gazing directly into her open, starry eyes. Their gazes instantly locked, like magnets, unable to look away.

The shyness in Gongsun Ruyan's beautiful, bright eyes gradually gave way to a deep, unwavering affection. She gazed at him without blinking, returning his burning gaze, revealing her deepest feelings to him without reservation—a sentiment more powerful than a thousand words. Du Ke's heart

trembled; he knew he would never forget, for a single moment, the deep, unwavering affection in Gongsun Ruyan's eyes! A surge of intense emotion, like a flood bursting its banks, overwhelmed all obstacles. Love, in an instant, transformed into a raging inferno. She murmured, "Yan'er..."

Gongsun Ruyan Lan trembled slightly at the sound of her voice, slowly straightening up. She walked around the table to stand gracefully before Du Ke, her eyes blazing with an intense, intoxicating love that captivated Du Ke. Unable to suppress her passion, she softly whispered, "Ke Lang... Yan'er will no longer hide, Yan'er... um..."

Du Ke's heart trembled. He feared that what he saw was merely a fleeting illusion, that the ethereal music filling his ears was just wishful thinking, and that it was a fleeting dream that would vanish instantly upon his awakening due to some sudden change. He was completely out of control. At this moment, he felt that the most important thing was to hold the beautiful woman before him in his arms, and in doing so, to possess the most perfect happiness in legend! He had to be sure that this was not a delusional dream. Involuntarily, Qin Shaoyou wrapped his arms around Xue Linglan's slender waist, pulling her closer to his chest. His large lips sought hers, kissing her passionately with all his might. His hands slid up her back, caressing her soft, boneless shoulders, showering her with all his fervor.

Gongsun Ruyan's delicate body trembled violently from the stimulation. The words she was about to say, her slightly parted cherry lips, were swallowed back by Qin Shaoyou's kiss. In no time, her lips became hot and soft. She reached out her slender jade hands to wrap around Du Ke's neck, lost in his overwhelming, passionate kiss.

The world spun around Du Ke, completely lost in the depths of this sweet dream of love. He was completely intoxicated by the passionate response of the beautiful woman in his arms, experiencing with his whole heart the real, tangible, and flesh-and-blood feeling of holding her perfect body tightly in his arms. A solid sense of happiness surged forth after a year of separation. Overwhelmed with boundless satisfaction and happiness, he instinctively tightened his grip, wishing he could merge the beautiful woman in his arms into his very being.

Even amidst her emotional turmoil, Gongsun Ruyan could still sense the deep affection and love the man holding her so tenderly in his arms. Her initial hesitation and anxieties finally dispelled their confusion and unease. At this moment, she was absolutely certain that the man before her could bring her the happiness that every woman in the world yearns for!

A tidal wave of emotion surged through her, overflowing and meandering into countless streams. Finally, her starry eyes blinked rapidly, tears bursting forth, quickly filling her eyes and streaming down her cheeks.

Du Ke tenderly kissed away the tears that streamed down his face, tasting their salty wetness on his tongue, and sensing the genuine emotion that flowed with them—the complete surrender, the utter infatuation, and the surrender of his beloved's heart. He would cherish and protect this love with all his tenderness and affection for the rest of his life! He spoke softly, his voice filled with surprise and tenderness, "Yan'er, I swear I will never let you shed a tear, not even a tear of joy. Because no matter what I do for you, you need not be surprised or grateful. You are the most precious gift that Heaven has given me, worthy of my cherishing for all eternity!"

Having finally released her pent-up emotions, Gongsun Ruyan could now fully feel Du Ke's passionate kisses, greedily, and the electric, tingling sensation when their bodies met, causing her to uncontrollably emit soft, intoxicating moans, like celestial music.

Chapter 47: First Love.

Gongsun Ruyan was naturally beautiful, but her personality was extremely reserved. She would never tolerate anyone making the slightest move towards her, which was why she had always been cold and indifferent to Du Ke in the Du residence. After a long separation, their passion was irresistible. After a passionate kiss, she snapped out of her reverie and clutched her clothes tightly, crying out in alarm, "No, no... Ke Lang..."

Du Ke, reeking of alcohol, gasped, "Yan'er, I've missed you so much, so much... I miss you so much!" His hand had already slipped inside her bodice without warning.

Gongsun Ruyan closed her eyes and shook her head, "No, Ke Lang, no."

Du Ke hesitated slightly, "What's wrong?"

Gongsun Ruyan said softly, "We shouldn't be like this before we're married."

Du Ke groaned, "What's there to be afraid of? I know we're in love, marriage... marriage is just a matter of time." He blurted out these words in his haste, but for some reason, a sudden chill ran through him.

Gongsun Ruyan's face was resolute: "No, I don't want to."

Du Ke's expression immediately cooled, and he groaned with a bitter face, "But I...I..."

Seeing her lover's expression, Gongsun Ruyan felt a pang of pity and coaxed, "Be good, let's go back and eat something. Hmm, after dinner I'll play the flute for you, okay?"

Du Ke's grip loosened slightly, but he was still unwilling to give up, staring at the beautiful woman and saying, "You...you don't miss me at all?"

Gongsun Ruyan whispered, "Who said I didn't...it's just...it's just..." Suddenly, she smiled and coaxed again, "Okay, be good and let go." "Get up, I'll let you kiss me again later, hurry up, or I'll change my mind."

If she hadn't smiled, the atmosphere would have been truly awkward, but that alluring smile instantly stirred the heart of any lustful man. Du Ke tightened his grip on her arm, panting, "Good Yan'er, since you want it too, why worry so much? Those worldly etiquettes are nothing but evil things that bind and enslave the natural and the human heart, let's ignore them!"

Du Ke loved her deeply, how could he force her? He could only sigh, "Life is inherently short, like fleeting encounters. After this parting, I don't know how long it will be before we meet again, Yan..." "Son, how can you be so heartless?"

Gongsun Ruyan's heart skipped a beat. She pondered the words "meeting by chance," lost in thought that a whole year had passed since they parted. Life is short, and reunions are like drifting duckweed. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her grip on his shirt loosened slowly. She thought, "If it can make this person happy, what do worldly formalities matter!"

Seeing the glistening tears in her eyes, Du Ke was startled and released her, slapping his forehead. "Damn it, damn it! I've really lost my mind! Yan'er, don't be angry."

But Gongsun Ruyan pressed herself against him, her pink arms encircling his neck. With tears in her eyes, she smiled and said, "I'm not angry, I...I..."

Du Ke looked at her in confusion and asked, "Hmm?"

Gongsun Ruyan blushed and whispered, "Ke Lang, I...I miss you too."

Du Ke could hardly believe his ears and hesitated, "Yan'er, are you afraid I'll be sad?"

Gongsun Ruyan shook her head, tilted her pretty face up, and her cherry lips, as tender as cream and as vibrant as flower petals, trembled slightly as she breathed softly, "Kiss me, cherish me, let me take the past with me." Du Ke was overjoyed and hugged the beauty tightly again, his hot lips raining down on her brows and cheeks.

Gongsun Ruyan returned the kiss with a burning, sweet kiss, her body pressing tightly against her lover, her beautiful eyes narrowed in ecstasy and shyness, as if she were wholeheartedly feeling the man's burning passion.

After a long while, their lips parted again, their eyes meeting, filled with laughter. Even if Du Ke were the most absurd person, he wouldn't stoop to taking the pure and innocent body of the beauty in his arms in this private room meant for receiving patrons. After satisfying his lust, the lecherous man released the beauty and they drank together.

Gongsun Ruyan had the extravagant delicacies removed from the table and personally cooked a few stir-fries to reward her weary lover.

Du Ke stayed in the room for a while, then saw the beauty bring in dishes one by one, placing them on the table. Besides the garlic eggplant he had just tasted, there was a dish of braised pork ribs, a dish of stir-fried shiitake mushrooms, a pot of braised tofu, and a bowl of fresh bamboo shoot and chicken soup.

Du Ke saw that the dishes were all ordinary ingredients, but they were made to look and smell delicious and were exceptionally exquisite. He felt a strong urge to eat and said repeatedly, "You've really worked hard." While the girl was busy setting the bowls and chopsticks, he suddenly kissed her delicate and pretty face.

The beautiful woman blushed slightly, smiled faintly, and said, "Ke Lang, quickly try Yan'er's cooking. Yan'er specially learned it from Chef Sun, the head chef of the pavilion."

Du Ke had been traveling for most of the day and was already very hungry. Seeing that the bowls and plates on the table were all made of fine white porcelain and the dishes were all exquisite, he didn't care about being polite and devoured the food. He ate so much that he almost swallowed his tongue, praising repeatedly, "Delicious! Delicious! Yan'er, I never thought you could cook such delicious food."

Gongsun Ruyan watched her husband's ravenous eating with a smile, her heart overflowing with happiness. She couldn't help but think: If life could be like this, living a simple life like an ordinary couple, it wouldn't be a bad thing. Suddenly, she thought of the mission she carried and felt a little disappointed, sighing inwardly.

Du Ke had just taken a sip of the fresh bamboo shoot and chicken soup when he heard the beautiful woman sigh. Before he could even swallow the hot soup, he hurriedly asked, "Why are you sighing, Yan'er?" He choked on his own, coughing.

Seeing this sudden commotion, Gongsun Ruyan felt a pang of sympathy and quickly stood up, gently patting him from behind. She said softly, with a hint of reproach, "Look at you, you don't even know how to eat slowly. Who would dare take it from you?"

Du Ke had calmed down by now, deeply appreciating the tender affection of the beauty beside him. He smiled knowingly and said, "It's mainly because Yan'er's cooking is so good. Here, this chicken soup is very delicious, Yan'er, you should try some too." He then reached for a ladle, scooped up a spoonful, and offered it to the beautiful woman.

Gongsun Ruyan's smile deepened, her beautiful, affectionate eyes fixed on him. Her pink lips parted slightly as she leaned forward to take the soup from his hand.

Du Ke, wanting to tease her, chuckled and drank it all in one gulp. He then gently cupped her delicate, beautiful cheeks in his hands, passing the delicious broth to her.

The lovely woman accepted it shyly, letting out a soft, coquettish sigh. She must have been corrupted by some vixen. Du Ke, taking advantage of the situation, stuck his tongue into her mouth, finding her sweet, smooth tongue and teasing it as they swirled together.

The chicken soup made the beautiful woman blush, and she spat out in a spoiled manner, "You bad boy, you always use these lousy ideas to tease people."

Du Ke laughed and leaned closer to whisper, "Only Yan'er has this privilege; no one else can have it."

Gongsun Ruyan turned her head slightly and spat out, "Hmph! Who cares?"

Du Ke still had a mischievous smile on his face and persisted, "I felt like Yan'er really enjoyed it just now. Tell your husband, wasn't it beautiful?"

Gongsun Ruyan thought of the passionate kiss earlier, and her shyness intensified. She didn't know what other embarrassing things he was going to say, so she turned away and ignored him.

Du Ke was afraid that she would really be embarrassed and angry, so he stopped teasing her and turned slightly to the side, hugging her from behind. He pressed his broad chest tightly against her exceptionally soft and smooth back, feeling the tender warmth of mutual understanding and companionship in this moment.

After the meal, Gongsun Ruyan said, "Young Master Ke, you're new to Yangzhou and probably unfamiliar with the area. Why don't you go back to my room and rest? I'll show you around tonight."

Hearing the beautiful woman invite him to her room, Du Ke recalled the erotic encounter with Guan Panpan not long ago, and his lustful heart stirred, though he still wore a mischievous smile.

Gongsun Ruyan, unaware of his embarrassing thoughts, led him upstairs with a smile. Her deceased mother was a sworn sister of Qin, the proprietress of the Pinyu Pavilion, in her youth, giving her a special status here, unlike other young ladies. She, like other young ladies from prominent families, had her own private room.

Women's rooms are often similar; Du Ke, entering another young lady's room, felt a surge of excitement. Before he could say anything, the beautiful woman said, "Stay here obediently. I need to arrange the evening's activities." With that, she turned and left.

Du Ke felt a slight disappointment. After a wry smile, he obediently walked to a chair and began to meditate. He had finally seen his unforgettable first love, and the joy in his heart was indescribable. Now, he calmed himself down and recalled the various encounters since entering the martial world. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, marveling at his good fortune. After a while of regulating his breathing, he couldn't resist the urge to practice his slightly improved Dragon Spear Technique in the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, Du Ke had changed out of his blue robe into a dark blue outfit, picked up his silver spear, and went downstairs. Qin Shi, Gongsun Yanran's aunt, was curious when she saw the dashing young man suddenly change his attire. She felt that his entire demeanor was completely different. He was no longer the carefree and unrestrained young master of the past. His aura was outwardly powerful but inwardly sharp, and his expression was calm and resolute. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that he was a promising and talented young master.

Qin, whose maiden name was Qingying, was a generation older than Du Ke and Gongsun Ruyan, yet only thirty-six years old. Full-figured and mature, she had reached the peak of her womanhood, radiating the last and most dazzling light of youth—a beauty like willows swaying in the breeze, a clear reflection of the moon. As a woman, she had transformed from a budding flower into a ripe, mature fruit, like the pomegranate by the Huaqing Pool at Lishan, displaying its captivating red and irresistible allure to the world.

In her youth, she had been a peerless courtesan in the Jianghuai region, pure and ethereal, her beauty unparalleled. Later, by chance, she hastily married a talented but impoverished scholar, thus relinquishing her courtesan status. Life and death are predestined; the scholar, born weak, could not withstand such captivating beauty, and died before reaching thirty. Qin Qingying was determined to remain chaste and refused all visitors. However, her past reputation as a courtesan was too great, and seeing her growing allure as a young woman, those lecherous men who coveted her beauty would not give up easily. Fortunately, the former owner of Pinyu Pavilion was her adoptive mother, who had no children of her own and treated her as her own daughter. She had no choice but to once again seek refuge in the powerful Pinyu Pavilion. On her deathbed, the old woman entrusted the renowned Pinyu Pavilion, famous throughout the Tang Dynasty, to her—this is her current position. When she took over, she was only a young woman in her late twenties, and many of the elders in the pavilion were naturally dissatisfied, but they were bound by the old owner's will.

She endured humiliation and hardship, devoting all her energy to the management of Pinyu Pavilion. In less than ten years, Pinyu Pavilion had begun to surpass the other three major brothels and firmly establish itself as the number one in Yangzhou, demonstrating the brilliance of her management skills.

Chapter 48

Why is my beloved so special? Qin Qingying always felt an inexplicable intimacy with the man her niece was in love with. At this moment, she followed him leisurely into the back garden courtyard, quietly leaning against an old locust tree not far away, watching the young man's every move.

Du Ke, with his spear in hand, felt invincible. With a flick of his wrist, he gripped the shaft of the spear, the entire spear held horizontally. His left hand reached out, grasping the center of the shaft, his right hand swung, his left hand lifted, and in an instant, the silver spear seemed to come alive, transforming into venomous snakes that danced in all directions. Du Ke turned, his hands gliding, the silver spear easily tracing a circle before delivering a fierce downward strike. "Crack!" The spear struck the bluestone ground. Du Ke's eyes sharpened, he shook the spear with one hand, and then the spear, like lightning, pierced forward with a 'whoosh,' even producing a whistling sound as it tore through the air.

Qin Qingying, watching closely from a distance, was deeply shocked and impressed by her intelligent niece's keen eye for talent. The boy before her had only demonstrated a few basic spear techniques, but as the saying goes, "A month for a staff, a year for a saber, a lifetime for a spear," mastering a spear requires years of basic training; otherwise, it's just empty form. Du Ke's moves were simple, yet they contained genuine skill. At this moment, the silver spear in his hand was an extension of his body, a result of his fists and feet. With each swing of his arm, the silver spear seemed to come alive, like a raging dragon emerging from its lair, perfectly integrated with the chilling aura emanating from him.

"At such a young age, he has already reached the state of perfect harmony between man and spear. If it weren't for his age and limited cultivation, he would already be on par with those renowned masters who have immersed themselves in martial arts for decades." Qin Qingying was momentarily mesmerized.

In the blink of an eye, the spear's stance changed. Du Ke moved his feet, and as his arms swung, a storm of spear shadows swept across the sky. Although Qin Qingying was far away, she was still overwhelmed by the fierce killing intent, her face turning pale and her breath coming in short gasps.

Du Ke's movements were too fast; Qin Qingying could only feel the cold glint of the spear shadows before her eyes, like a true dragon long bound to the earth, roaring down with the power of thunder and lightning from the heavens, its arrogant and domineering aura fully displayed in its spinning and flying movements. Gradually, Du Ke slowed down, his footwork becoming solid and steady with each thrust and flick. The seemingly chaotic spear technique was surprisingly in harmony with his body.

Suddenly, Du Ke let out a soft shout, his legs pushing off the ground, leaping into the air. One hand gripped the spear, the other outstretched behind him, like an ancient ferocious bird ready to devour its prey. This seemingly ordinary closing stance, the Great Roc Spreading its Wings, was now extremely domineering, faintly exuding an aura of supreme power.

Du Ke finished his practice round of marksmanship, then turned and left without batting an eye, leaving Qin Qingying utterly shocked. She stared incredulously at the departing young man, sighing that heroes have always emerged from among the young.

It was already evening, and Du Ke, having changed back into his previous dashing blue robe, sat idly in his lover's room, flipping through a yellowed ancient book, waiting for her arrival. With

a creak, the door opened. Du Ke looked in the direction of the sound and was surprised to find it wasn't the beautiful woman he longed for. Upon closer inspection, he realized that this mature and beautiful woman possessed a charm unlike that of a naive young girl. Although Guan Panpan was already a woman of youth, compared to the woman before him, she clearly lacked the composed air of someone who had seen it all.

"Young Master Du's visit is an honor for Qingying. Please forgive my lack of hospitality," Qin Qingying said softly, bowing gracefully, her elegant figure exuding boundless allure.

"Shopkeeper, you're too kind. You are Yan'er's aunt, and naturally, my elder as Du Ke. Wouldn't that be too much for my nephew? I absolutely cannot accept such an honor. If Yan'er knew, she would skin me alive!" Du Ke hurriedly stood up to help her.

"Hehe, although Yan'er is a bit spoiled, she's not as unreasonable as you say," Qin Qingying couldn't help but smile slightly, her demeanor graceful.

Tonight, she had washed away all her makeup, no longer wearing her usual crimson and indigo embroidered cheongsams, but only a simple snow-white palace dress. Her willow-like hair, each strand countable, was casually coiled on her head, adorned with a simple white jade hairpin, a string of crystal-clear pearls swaying at the base of her hair ornament on the left side of her face.

Although the pure white palace dress covered her body completely, it could not conceal her captivating allure. From the side, the fiery lines beneath the layers of clothing were still clearly visible. Though fully covered, the shape of her breasts was faintly discernible.

The dress was beautifully squeezed into fine folds at her slender waist, and the fabric below her waist was stretched smooth and rounded by her ample hips. Her graceful figure was exquisitely curvaceous; even without seeing her face, it was not difficult to tell from her breathtaking curves what a beautiful woman she was.

Qin Qingying, at this age, was indeed like a ripe peach, exuding a captivating charm from head to toe. Du Ke forced himself to composed himself, struggling to avert his burning gaze from her, and said with a smile, "I wonder what brings Aunt Qin here?"

Qin Qingying glanced at him with a mixture of reproach and delight, and said calmly, "Yan'er's identity is special, as I suppose you know. Your Du family of Jingzhao is one of the ten great families that help each other, and she is the young master you follow. If the other nine families knew that she was in love with you, what do you think their reaction would be?"

Du Ke was shocked upon hearing this. He had been overwhelmed with emotion, and these questions were indeed ill-considered. He frowned deeply, his face full of distress and confusion.

For some reason, seeing his troubled expression, Qin Qingying's usually calm heart stirred slightly, causing her to have some strange thoughts. She said calmly, "There is a way, though. Just be patient for a while longer. Once you've achieved something, they'll naturally swallow all their criticism."

Du Ke understood the deeper meaning in her words, a hint that she was about to see him off. His boundless pride was ignited, and he declared loudly, "I will bid farewell to Yan'er tomorrow. If I don't achieve something great, I will never again ask Yan'er to marry me."

Qin Qingying was stunned. She had never imagined he could be so arrogant. She sighed softly and said, "Young Master Du, there's no need to worry. I had no such intention. Yan'er's deceased mother entrusted her with this responsibility on her deathbed; I only wish she would no longer be burdened by her birth and fate." "Burden, but a safe haven to rely on. To be honest, Young Master Du is of the highest caliber in terms of character, talent, appearance, and family background. With his current martial arts cultivation, I believe his future is limitless. However, Young Master Du is still inexperienced in the ways of the world. There are many things that can only be understood through personal experience. No matter how talented one is, one cannot comprehend them. Just like those moves that seize the very essence of heaven and earth, if one does not put oneself in a desperate situation, how can one achieve such a divine stroke bestowed by

the instinct for survival?" Du Ke nodded repeatedly, thinking carefully. He realized that his words had indeed been somewhat impulsive. If Yan'er had heard this, he wondered how many tears that stubborn and proud girl would have shed. He felt a pang of regret and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, my dear nephew, I acted too emotionally just now."

"Yes, it's good that you know you're wrong. I know you are also a sentimental person. You should know that acting on emotions can often bring about the opposite effect." Qin Qingying nodded slightly, her eyes revealing undisguised admiration. She felt that this young man was definitely not someone to be underestimated.

"I heard that the Marquis of Zhenguo has arranged a marriage for Young Master Du, and the other party is also a descendant of one of the ten great families. I wonder what Young Master Du thinks about this?" Qin Qingying continued.

Du Ke couldn't help but smile bitterly, wondering how she knew this news. He was most afraid that Yan'er already knew, which was

why she was so angry and unwilling to see him. Seeing the inscrutable expression on his face, Qin Qingying knew his worries and said, "Young Master Du, please rest assured, Yan'er doesn't know yet, but I hope you can tell her yourself and be honest with her. That would be fair to her. Of course, whatever decision she makes, I will never object."

Du Ke felt relieved and was thinking about how to tell the beauty when he heard footsteps approaching. Before the person arrived, the voice came first. Gongsun Ruyan said sweetly, "Ke Lang, let's go out and play. Yan'er has arranged everything." Before she finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Ah!" Seeing a familiar figure in the room, Gongsun Ruyan blushed and glared at the lecherous man beside her, saying, "Were you there? Why didn't you tell me Aunt Qin was here?"

Du Ke was slightly taken aback, only able to smile wryly. Qin Qingying hugged her niece, whom she treated like a daughter, and laughed, "Don't blame him, I came to find him myself. You two chat, Aunt Qin is leaving now."

Watching Qin Qingying's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Gongsun Ruyan turned to Du Ke and scolded, "Did you say something to Aunt Qin?"

"Yes, I mentioned to Aunt Qin that I wanted to propose marriage to you, Yan'er," Du Ke said with a grin.

Gongsun Ruyan blushed and spat, "Dream on! Who wants to marry you?"

Du Ke didn't answer, his face full of a wicked charm. His strong arms pulled her away from him, then gently encircled her slender waist, pulling her into his broad, imposing chest. He lightly kissed the smooth nape of her neck, teasingly saying, "Hehe, let's see if you dare not marry me." Then, a slight smile played on Du Ke's lips, and his arms tightened suddenly.

"Ah!" Gongsun Ruyan felt the world spin, letting out a soft cry before realizing that Du Ke was already holding her in his arms. Du Ke gazed at her, her delicate face, flickering in the candlelight, porcelain-like and radiant.

She looked at his handsome, resolute face, his features becoming increasingly defined, and felt a sense of bewilderment. The lustful man had no time to care what the young woman was thinking.

Research has shown that human ancestors were apes, but countless scientists have racked their brains without proving why men possess wolf-like instincts. Indeed, men are often animals who use their lower bodies to control their upper bodies, and it's no exaggeration to say that Du Ke is the epitome of this kind of man, and the best of the best.

Du Ke, holding her delicate body in his arms, sat back in his chair. With a weak gasp from Gongsun Ruyan, he turned her over, gently placing her on his knees, face down, back up, her shapely legs taut and straight.

At this moment, Gongsun Ruyan's soft, flat abdomen almost bore the weight of her entire body. The slightest sway would cause her to tilt and lose her balance

, her head touching the ground. Whenever this happened, Gongsun Ruyan had to tightly hold onto Du Ke's legs to maintain her balance, her back muscles stretching and tightening. Her previously unseen buttocks, hidden under her long skirt, were now exceptionally eye-catching and tempting.

Chapter 49, April 26th: Night Tour of Yangzhou. The

lustful man's attention was immediately drawn to Gongsun Ruyan's plump, round buttocks. His burning gaze fell upon them, and he involuntarily reached out a finger, gently touching her beautiful buttocks. The cool, soft touch made his salivary glands work overtime, producing even more saliva. The extremely pleasurable sensation was irresistible, fueling his desire for more, a desire to take advantage. Men are like that; it's the driving force of human progress.

The lustful man, following his darkest desires, finally couldn't resist placing his wolfish hand on Gongsun Ruyan's plump, round buttocks. The flesh was smooth and supple, with excellent elasticity.

Du Ke's slightly sweaty palm pressed against Gongsun Ruyan's fair, round buttocks. The perfect feeling of softness, smoothness, and elasticity instantly ignited his desire into a raging fire, unstoppable.

The lustful man couldn't help but forcefully reshape the soft flesh in his hand, his demonic claws squeezing downwards, sinking deep into that tender, soft flesh.

Gongsun Ruyan's delicate, alluring buttocks, no matter how hard Du Ke's hands rubbed them, would instantly spring back to their original shape. The lustful man's wicked desires surged, and he couldn't help but feel aroused. He said, "Your buttocks are like springs; it depends on how strong you are. If you're strong, they're weak; if you're weak, they're strong." His demonic claws pressed down, sinking deep, then bounced back up, returning to their original state… Du Ke pressed down on Gongsun Ruyan's slender waist, unbuttoned her cotton-padded jacket, and pulled down her lower garment, skirt and underpants together, to her knees, revealing her smooth, plump, snowy buttocks. At the base of her vulva was a small, swollen mound that never rose, surrounded by smooth, hairless skin, as white and tender as a freshly steamed snow bun, with a hint of honeyed slit in between—truly exquisite.

"What are you doing?" The cool sensation on her bottom made Gongsun Ruyan cry out in shame, her voice panicked and helpless.

Du Ke's eyes gleamed with wicked light. He pulled open the rope around her neck, the bright red brocade bodice slightly digging into her breasts before slipping to the ground. With her breasts no longer bound, a pair of round, full breasts were revealed. These breasts weren't particularly large, but they were beautifully shaped, with a captivating luster, like two teardrop-shaped pearls, their pearly sheen seemingly echoing their heavy weight.

"Hehe, didn't you refuse to marry me?" Before the words were even finished, Du Ke's powerful hand landed heavily on Gongsun Ruyan's delicate buttocks. "See how I punish you." With a "smack!", her plump, snowy buttocks rippled slightly, creating an irresistibly alluring sight. Du

Ke was astonished that beneath Gongsun Ruyan's delicate features lay such firm, snowy buttocks; the unique elasticity of a young girl's upturned buttocks captivated him even more. The lecherous man was incredibly excited, slapping Gongsun Ruyan's plump, fragrant buttocks.

"Ah!" Gongsun Ruyan let out a shy moan, struggling to twist her body and try to escape his clutches, but the difference in their strength was too great, and no matter how hard she tried, it was to no avail.

Du Ke used his true energy to create a strong aura, restricting the sound from escaping. Amidst Gongsun Ruyan's soft moans and groans, he slapped her more than twenty times, leaving several red handprints with an indescribable, eerie beauty on her writhing buttocks. The lecherous man felt his body and mind beginning to change. He gently stroked Gongsun Ruyan's hot, smooth buttocks.

After experiencing the initial pain, Gongsun Ruyan had gradually become accustomed to the force of the blows. Now that the force had disappeared, she felt a strange, alluring sensation coming from her hot buttocks, and involuntarily opened her lips, letting out a seductive moan.

This seductive moan, as hot as thunder, struck Du Ke, a volcano raging with desire. The lustful man's throat went dry, and his voice rasped, "I want you." Du Ke embraced Gongsun Ruyan's slender waist, manipulating her boneless body so that her snowy buttocks were raised high, pressing his body against hers from behind.

Overwhelmed with shame, Gongsun Ruyan could only bury her burning cheeks deep in her soft arms, letting the man behind her do what made her blush and her heart race with his wanton actions.

Du Ke's honed techniques, refined through both theory and practice, brought waves of pleasure that made the inexperienced Gongsun Ruyan writhe uncontrollably, her slender waist twisting and her snowy buttocks arching. From her small, cherry-like lips uttered seductive moans that made her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Knock, knock, knock!" A series of urgent knocks on the door finally snapped the couple, still lost in ecstasy, out of their reverie. Du Ke hurriedly helped the woman in his arms up, his hands awkwardly unsure of what to do with them. Gongsun Ruyan blushed, gave him a reproachful glare, and turned away to straighten her clothes. That charmingly coquettish air stirred Du Ke's heart once again.

Du Ke took a deep breath, suppressing his lustful thoughts. Seeing that the beauty had almost finished tidying up, he leisurely went to open the door. The maid Ying'er stood prettily at the door, slightly out of breath. Seeing her mistress and the handsome young master Du acting awkwardly, she realized she had been impulsive. As a young, unmarried woman, she couldn't say anything directly, so she just smiled sheepishly and said, "Miss, the carriage is ready. Tonight is a full moon night, and I imagine there will be many tourists on Zhuxi Road. My master was worried that those lecherous men might spoil your enjoyment, so he specially arranged for it."

Gongsun Ruyan reached up and tidied a slightly messy strand of hair at her temple, glancing at Du Ke with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. She said lightly, "Aunt Qin is quite thoughtful; she's much more considerate." Without another word, she stormed off.

Du Ke smiled helplessly. This woman's heart was unfathomable; one moment she was all love and affection, the next her expression had changed completely. He couldn't help but smile wryly as he followed her downstairs.

It was evening, and a bright moon slowly rose from the eastern horizon, finally making Du Ke, a newcomer to Yangzhou, understand the true meaning of the poets' lines, "Of the three parts of the moonlit night under heaven, two parts are in Yangzhou, a city of rogues." The moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment though far apart. Du Ke sighed softly, wondering if his beloved by Dongting Lake was still as beautiful and healthy as ever, and could only express his longing with this sentiment.

Hearing his long sigh, Gongsun Ruyan felt a pang of heartache. Without turning around, she simply asked, "Are you missing Sister Hua?"

Du Ke didn't answer, but smiled slightly and said, "Let's go. Show me the city of Yangzhou under the moon." He then lifted the carriage curtain, gesturing for her to get in.

Gongsun Ruyan, her pretty face displaying both anger and joy, glanced at him with a complex expression before gracefully boarding the carriage. Du Ke was quite skilled at driving; once seated, he flicked the whip, and a light-colored sandalwood carriage sped along the wide street. Qin Qingying stood quietly at the door, watching the carriage gradually disappear into the distance, her expression a mixture of sorrow and joy.

Zhuxi Road is west of Pinyu Pavilion, and the journey isn't far. In a short while, the carriage arrived at the entrance of a shop called "Lin's Silk Shop." This century-old brand, renowned throughout Yangzhou, is located at the beginning of Zhuxi Road, a place Du Ke had heard of since arriving in Yangzhou.

The two alighted from the carriage with ease. Gongsun Ruyan glanced at Yu Lang, who was arranging the carriage by the roadside trees, her eyes full of admiration. Du Ke had long since changed out of his usual blue martial arts attire, now wearing a white long robe made of high-quality Suzhou silk. His hair was styled in a high bun, and the robe had a loose belt. A conspicuous, expensive jade pendant and an indigo embroidered pouch adorned his waist. He wore high-heeled, dark blue boots. Tall and slender, with an elegant and refined air, he resembled a refined young master from a wealthy family. He carefully tied the carriage reins and walked towards her with a smile.

Seeing the ambiguous smile on his face, Gongsun Ruyan couldn't help but recall the shameful punishment she had endured in the room earlier, a punishment that was too intimate to be shared with outsiders. Her face flushed, and she quickened her pace.

Du Ke, noticing her slight unease and apparent unhappiness, hurried to catch up, naturally taking her slender hand in his and smiling, "Yan'er, why are you walking so fast? Enjoy the night view slowly."

Gongsun Ruyan hadn't expected this man to dare hold her hand so openly in the street. Seemingly sensing the mocking glances from passersby, she felt a surge of embarrassment and turned away, spitting, "Let go of me."

Du Ke's roguish smile deepened, his grip tightening. He raised a brow, giving her a smug look, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Fearing attracting attention from passersby, Gongsun Ruyan dared not make any sudden movements to break free from his grasp, and even more afraid that someone would see their tightly clasped hands. Helpless, she could only move closer to him. The overwhelming masculine scent made her feel slightly dizzy, and a strange sweetness and intimacy welled up within her.

Seeing his beloved move even closer, Du Ke wore a wicked smile of triumph and casually said, "Yan'er, how about we go to that silk shop over there and buy a dress?"

Gongsun Ruyan had finally managed to come out, and had long admired the Lin's Silk Shop. She had indeed had this idea, but he had spoken it first. A thought flickered in her mind; perhaps they were truly of one mind. Her face flushed, and she casually nodded.

Gongsun Ruyan deliberately concealed her natural beauty tonight, wearing a plain lake-blue short-sleeved jacket paired with a light green silk long skirt. Her hair was styled in a half-updo, a common style for young ladies, with a translucent jade hairpin holding her long black hair high, adorned with a jade hairpin. She wore light makeup, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, exuding indescribable beauty. If the vast night sky were an endless, dark ocean, she would be a dazzling pearl, her natural radiance undiminished by any darkness.

The two walked side by side into the renowned silk shop. Surprisingly, the shop was filled with a dazzling array of fabrics, but the counter was empty, except for a young woman standing in front of it, her back to them, seemingly selecting her favorite fabric. As if hearing a sound, she slowly turned around, smiling, and said, "Are you two gentlemen looking to choose clothes or fabric?"

Yangzhou truly is a place that produces beauties. Du Ke had just stepped out when a charming and graceful woman appeared before him. Her face was as smooth as jade, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like shimmering waves. She wore a white peony-patterned soft gauze dress, and a flowing white skirt with plum blossom patterns. She was draped in soft gauze, giving her a truly delicate and alluring appearance. Seeing the dumbfounded man, Gongsun Ruyan pinched him hard on the waist and smiled at the woman, saying, "Sister, are you the owner here?"

The woman smiled and nodded, saying, "My name is Lin Xiuyun. This silk shop is an ancestral business. My father is not feeling well today, so I came to watch over it for him for the night."

Gongsun Ruyan nodded and said, "Oh, I see."

Chapter 50 An Incestuous Love

Du Ke watched from the side with eyes full of admiration, finding the woman's soft voice pleasant to hear and her eyes even more pleasing to the eye. This woman had crescent-shaped dark eyebrows and a pair of eyes that shone like stars, her beautiful eyes filled with endless charm, gentle and delicate. Her fair and flawless face and luscious cherry lips formed an exquisite beauty. Perhaps because she had been busy checking the goods, her cheeks were lightly flushed pink, and a bead of transparent sweat slid down her pink cheek, like a ripe peach. Her beauty was no less than that of a woman, and her perfectly proportioned figure was so exquisite that even a fairy in a painting might not be able to match it. Her curves, flowing from her slender waist to her full, jade-like hips, were breathtaking. In particular, her breasts, no longer immature, were full of mature charm, captivating all who

beheld them. Du Ke, of course, was not a philanderer who would sleep with any beautiful woman he saw. After all, he came from a noble family and knew basic etiquette. He bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Miss Lin. My surname is Du. I've accompanied my fiancée to your shop to buy some suitable silk dresses. Could you recommend some?"

Lin Xiuyun's eyes flickered, landing on their clasped hands. A knowing smile appeared on her face as she said lightly, "This young master Du is truly thoughtful, willing to accompany a young lady to tour our estate.

Very few men come here, and even those who do usually have an impatient expression. Hehe, congratulations, young lady, you are truly blessed." Her words carried a hint of envy.

Gongsun Ruyan scoffed, "I dragged it here myself." Du Ke could only smile wryly, not daring to argue, looking rather embarrassed.

Lin Xiuyun, watching the two lovable fools' sulking, couldn't help but chuckle, having experienced it firsthand. She quickly and considerately pulled Gongsun Ruyan aside, saying, "Sister, come and see this. It's new satin that arrived at noon today."

Even the most beautiful woman can't resist the allure of beautiful clothes. Thus, the unfortunate Du Ke was completely ignored by the two enthusiastic beauties, pacing aimlessly around the room.

During the Tang Dynasty, the country was unified, the economy prosperous, and the social order more open, with increasingly ornate clothing. A characteristic of Tang Dynasty women's clothing was the unification of skirts, blouses, and shawls. Compared to other dynasties, Tang Dynasty women's clothing displayed strong confidence and a keen sense of style, pursuing a grand, flowing, and dazzling aesthetic. Du Ke only glanced at it a few times before being dazzled by the colorful garments.

Suddenly, Du Ke's gaze was drawn to a short blouse not far away. During the Tang Dynasty, women's upper garments such as ru (襦) and bei (褙) were everyday wear for all social classes. Poems such as Yuan Zhen's "lotus-silk shirt and lotus-silk skirt," Zhang You's "Where have the mandarin duck embroidered belt been thrown? To whom has the peacock silk robe been given?" and Ouyang Jiong's "Red-sleeved maidens lead the way" suggest that wearing ru and shan was very common among Tang Dynasty women. They favored colors like red, light red, pale ochre, and light green, and adorned them with elaborate gold and silver embroidery, described as "layers of embroidered silk robes, clusters of golden phoenixes and silver geese," making them exceptionally beautiful. This short ru is a common moon-white color, with a pair of brightly blooming white peonies embroidered at the collar, exuding an elegant and noble air. The base material is high-grade Suzhou embroidery, exclusive to the famous Suzhou shop Liuyunfang, and the workmanship is exquisite, especially the pair of butterflies embroidered on the edge, playing among the flowers, so lifelike they seem to leap off the page.

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Du Ke's head. He imagined the beautiful Aunt Qin looking even more alluring in that dress, and a wave of desire washed over him. He blurted out, "Miss Lin, could you please wrap this dress up? I'll take it."

Two beauties, who were looking at the moon-colored dress, followed his gaze. Gongsun Ruyan looked surprised, while Lin Xiuyun wore a satisfied expression and said calmly, "This dress doesn't seem quite right for Miss Gongsun. If I'm not mistaken, Young Master Du is probably looking for a lady around thirty years old." "You bought it, didn't you?"

Du Ke never expected that she knew his thoughts. His face flushed, and he stammered, "Yan'er, I haven't given Aunt Qin any gifts yet."

Gongsun Ruyan and Qin Qingying were closer than mother and daughter. Seeing her lover's thoughtfulness, she was pleased and nodded, "Yes, this is your token of affection." Alas, how could the innocent girl know the wicked fantasies in the heart of a lustful man? It seems that even a beautiful mature woman has fallen into Du Ke's trap of tenderness; it's only a matter of time.

Du Ke also chose a flowing, pleated silk skirt and a pair of plain white satin embroidered shoes. Gongsun Ruyan bought the same moon-colored dress she had just worn and a bold, water-red silk "front-opening" high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). It seemed the young lady had put her heart into it, and Du Ke could

n't help but feel a little smug. The two bid farewell to the beautiful Lin Xiuyun. Du Ke felt he had a story with this dignified and elegant young lady, though he wasn't sure if it was just wishful thinking. Reluctantly leaving, he didn't notice the lingering admiration in Lin Xiuyun's eyes as she watched his retreating figure.

Back at Pinyu Pavilion, Gongsun Ruyan excitedly wanted to go to her room to put on her new clothes, while Du Ke carefully carried the clothes to Qin Qingying's boudoir.

After a series of knocks, the door slowly opened, revealing a graceful figure standing behind it. She wore a light green, form-fitting dress that accentuated her slender waist. One large, dark eye sparkled brightly, like a star, its gaze lively and expressive, seemingly capable of speaking volumes. Her face was beautiful, with a half-smile playing on her lips; she appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old. However, Qin Qingying before them looked no more than twenty-three or twenty-four. She was delicate and charming, with a captivating allure, a stunning face, a tall, slender waist, and fair skin; every inch of her body exuded the mature aura of womanhood. Her hair was tied back, with two strands cascading down her sides like waterfalls. She had a round face, arched eyebrows, bright, almond-shaped eyes, rosy lips, and white teeth. Her skin was fair and smooth, giving her an air of noble elegance and captivating beauty. Her shapely arms and legs radiated a compelling mature vitality. Her breasts, high and firm, seemed to burst forth from her clothes, as if they couldn't bear the restraint.

"It's late, Young Master Du. What brings you here at this hour?" Qin Qingying was somewhat surprised. Hadn't he said he was out having fun? He was back and not resting properly. She felt a slight pang of reproach.

"I went to Lin's Silk Shop tonight. I saw two nice outfits. I hope you'll like them, Aunt Qin." Du Ke spoke with some excitement, something he wouldn't do even for his beloved Yan'er.

"Oh? Young Master Du is too kind." Qin Qingying was delighted to hear that this handsome young man had specially bought her clothes. She disregarded the difference between men and women and turned to let him in.

Du Ke, of course, didn't stand on ceremony. He closed the door naturally, placed the clothes on the table, and looked at the beautiful woman before him with a smile. "Aunt Qin, do you like them?"

Qin Qingying picked up a package from the table. It contained a short blouse, a silk skirt, and embroidered shoes—elegant and refined, yet undeniably beautiful. Qin Qingying gazed at the expensive clothes in her hands, her beautiful eyes brimming with a sweet, almost watery light, her heart surging with an unprecedented turmoil. This man knew her preferences so well; these clothes clearly suited her taste perfectly.

Seeing the mixed expression on her face, a hint of sadness and joy, and a touch of dazedness, Du Ke couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Qingying snapped out of her surprise, giving him a playful glare, and said, "You know perfectly well why you're so nice to me. There's no such thing as a free lunch. You little rascal, why don't you just tell me your ulterior motives? Are you impatient to marry Yan'er?"

Du Ke, seeing this elegant woman display an unprecedentedly charming and innocent naiveté, felt a surge of emotion, thinking: What else could a lone man and woman be doing in the dead of night? I just want to hold you in my arms and cherish you tenderly. But how could he dare utter such words that violated worldly ethics? He could only say, "A fine sword is for a chivalrous man, and rouge is for a beautiful woman. I have carefully selected them, but I'm afraid they are not worthy of Aunt Qin's natural beauty."

Qin Qingying was delighted to hear his unrestrained praise, but she couldn't help but spit out, "You smooth-talking fellow, is this how you usually flirt with girls?"

Du Ke was terrified and hurriedly retorted, "No, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Aunt Qin's beauty is known throughout the land, I have absolutely no need for it." After saying that, he muttered to himself, "You haven't even tried to see if I'm smooth-talking, how do you know?"

All was quiet; even the sound of a needle dropping could be clearly heard in the room, let alone his undisguised arrogance. Qin Qingying blushed crimson, glaring at him fiercely, but too ashamed to speak her mind. She cursed inwardly, "This little rascal, this pervert, dares to take advantage of me!"

Du Ke's mind raced, and he couldn't resist adding, "Aunt Qin, try this dress on. Does it fit? If not, I'll exchange it for a different size tomorrow."

"Now?" Qin Qingying was shocked. He was so bold as to flirt with her.

"Okay, I'll go out first and wait at the door. Come out and show me when you're done. I want to know my taste so I can buy you more dresses in the future." Du Ke finished speaking, turned, opened the door, and quietly admired the moon in the courtyard.

Qin Qingying playfully scolded him, then shyly untied the belt of her dress. As her fingers danced, a sheer garment fluttered to her feet. Her body was slender and tall, with delicate shoulders and back. She wore only a sheer silk undergarment, which could barely conceal her graceful figure. Her hips were remarkably round, and her milky-white satin underpants clung tightly to her body. Even the two small dimples at her waist were clearly visible, their fleshy color subtly revealed by the firelight on the table. Her rounded buttocks resembled ripe peaches nestled beneath her slender waist, their thin skin seemingly about to burst, exuding a sensual allure.

Looking at her alluring body in the bronze mirror beside her, Qin Qingying smiled with satisfaction. Suddenly, she remembered that wretched little rascal standing there through the door. Looking up, his tall, slender figure resembled a jade tree standing in the wind. Her face flushed again, and she muttered to herself, "Qin Qingying, why are you thinking about him? Bah, who's thinking about him..."

Wearing a moon-white embroidered short jacket, a flowing skirt with floral pleats, and plain white satin shoes with embroidered patterns, the woman in the mirror was dignified and elegant, yet her every move exuded a captivating charm. How did this brat know her measurements? Ah! Thinking of how he had secretly noticed her size, Qin Qingying blushed again. She rubbed her cheeks, took a deep breath to calm her somewhat agitated emotions, and went to open the door.

With a creak, Du Ke turned around at the sound. The woman in the moonlight was gracefully dancing, and his eyes were glued to her. Seeing his infatuated and captivated gaze, Qin Qingying felt a shy yet subtly satisfied feeling. She never imagined that at thirty-five, she could still be so infatuated with such a handsome young man; any woman would feel a little elated.

"Hey! You little rascal, what are you daydreaming about? What do you think?" Seeing him still in a daze, Qin Qingying couldn't help but spit out.

Du Ke suddenly came back to his senses and murmured, "So beautiful, even Chang'e under the moon is no match for her. Qingying, you're going to seduce me to death."

Sensing the ambiguity in his words, Qin Qingying became even more embarrassed and annoyed, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting? I'm your Aunt Qin, and you can't call me Qingying like that!"

Chapter 51 Love Knows No Boundaries

Du Ke ignored her, only feeling infinitely pleasant as he admired the beauty under the moon. This was the greatest joy in life. He gradually moved closer and saw her more clearly. Under the bright moonlight, her body was graceful and slender, and her tight-fitting dress accentuated her exquisite curves, her breasts and buttocks faintly visible, her high, snow-white legs slender and long, round and beautiful, and her slender waist could be grasped in one hand. Those beautiful, wavy eyes were like a pool of crystal-clear spring water, clear and transparent yet with a hazy mist, captivatingly beautiful. Her delicate, oval face, paired with tender, cherry-red lips, a charming, delicate nose, and a graceful, upturned chin, exuded a gentle and alluring charm.

Bathed in the soft moonlight, she was like a fairy descended from heaven, her beauty so stunning it could shame the flowers and eclipse the moon, making fish sink and geese fall from the sky. Du Ke couldn't help but exclaim, "Autumn waters for her spirit, jade for her bones, a face like a lotus, eyebrows like willows. Clearly a fairy from the Jade Pool of the Moon Palace, I don't believe such beauty exists in the mortal world." His words were full of deep affection, his eyes fixed on her, oblivious to everything else.

The crescent moon cast a clear halo, and the flowering trees were piled high with snow. Qin Qingying, clearly unable to bear his burning gaze, hurriedly turned and went inside. Du Ke quickened his pace, disappearing in a flash into the beauty's private boudoir.

"You're shameless! It's getting late, and you've already looked at the clothes. Why don't you get out of here?" Qin Qingying couldn't help but give him the order to leave.

Du Ke chuckled, nonchalantly saying, "I never tire of Qingying's beauty; I'm going to enjoy it tonight."

Qin Qingying inwardly cursed, "How can this guy be so outspoken? He's truly my nemesis." Thinking of the suggestive undertones in his words, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, avoiding his persistent, burning gaze. But

Du Ke wouldn't give up so easily. His heart overflowing with lustful thoughts, he continued to approach her shamelessly, teasingly saying, "Good Qingying, quickly lift your face so I can have a good look at you."

Although Qin Qingying had once been a renowned courtesan, she had remained celibate for nearly ten years, and those past events were long gone. At this moment, she was powerless to resist Du Ke's relentless advances. With each step Du Ke took, she retreated, and before she knew it, a soft "Ah!" escaped her lips, and the shy beauty collapsed onto the bed.

Seeing her so flustered, Du Ke couldn't help but chuckle and naturally sat down beside her. He boldly reached out and pulled her close, his arm around her slender waist.

"Ah!" Qin Qingying jolted, falling into the man's arms in an instant. She was trapped in his clutches, unable to muster the strength to push away this shameless man.

Seeing her silence and lack of resistance, Du Ke assumed she had given in and turned to kiss her deeply on the lips. Qin Qingying's starry eyes widened in disbelief; this bastard actually dared to be so disrespectful. She weakly pounded his broad chest with her fists, her body twisting and turning.

Du Ke dismissed this as a normal, instinctive reaction from a young woman, kissing Qin Qingying's lips even more gently, his tongue darting out to stealthily circle her thin lips.

Finally, after a short while, Qin Qingying reacted. Her small mouth opened slightly, and Du Ke's nimble tongue seized the opportunity to strike, constantly caressing between her lips. When Qin Qingying opened her mouth as Du Ke desired, her pearly teeth made way, Du Ke's large tongue immediately plunged in, wrapping around Qin Qingying's sweet little tongue and rubbing it incessantly, stimulating her. It also occasionally penetrated deep into the sides of Qin Qingying's mouth, licking from the root of her tongue to the tip, and then the tip of her tongue went to Qin Qingying's nipples. Through six directions—up and down, front and back, left and right—Qin Qingying finally reacted. Her struggles slowly stopped, and she tightly hugged Du Ke's strong back, no longer letting Du Ke guide her little tongue around alone.

Qin Qingying suddenly began to retaliate, as if she had encountered a fun game. Her saliva increased noticeably, and the two of them swallowed the nectar they had snatched from each other's mouths, their tongues constantly sucking and smacking, sometimes in Du Ke's mouth, sometimes in Qin Qingying's. Qin Qingying occasionally let out unique low moans from her nose. Finally, they were completely immersed in the moment. Du Ke even felt as if their souls had merged into one, floating in the clouds, feeling blissful. He never imagined that the fusion of souls could be so wonderful.

After a long while, their lips parted, but the glistening liquid remained connected, looking incredibly beautiful. Du Ke was overjoyed and began to use his hands, groping Qin Qingying's body. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, Du Ke's skill was evident; his hands moved with a stimulating heat, sometimes kneading Qin Qingying's high breasts, sometimes gently exploring her mysterious crotch.

Under Du Ke's unrestrained actions, Qin Qingying's face was flushed red, her large, pretty eyes seemed to be about to overflow with tears, and she was breathing heavily, her expression one of overwhelming passion! Seeing Qin Qingying's burning desire, Du Ke thought the time was right, so he no longer hesitated, reaching for the buttons on her blouse and slowly unbuttoning them one by one. Qin Qingying breathed heavily, coyly resisting yet welcoming, completely submissive and shy like a newlywed wife, which greatly aroused Du Ke's heart. While Du Ke was vigorously thrusting into Qin Qingying, his hands continued their work.

Before long, the clothes Qin Qingying had just put on gradually fell to the ground, revealing her smooth, satin-like, yet extremely elastic body. The passionate kiss continued for a while, until Du Ke began to lose patience. His lips reluctantly left those intoxicating cherry lips, his left arm encircling Qin Qingying's waist, while his right hand reached to untie her skirt. Just then, a sharp "slap" rang out, and Du Ke received a heavy blow to the face.

Du Ke was jolted, taking a long time to recover. Looking up, he saw Qin Qingying angrily picking up the clothes he had just removed from her, barely covering her upper body.

Seeing the situation was dire, Du Ke thought, "Don't let this cooked tender flesh slip away; that would be a disaster!" He quickly leaped forward, grabbing Qin Qingying's hand as she dressed, pulling her tightly into his arms. With a swift movement, the two of them fell, pressed close together, into the warm bed curtains. Qin Qingying struggled desperately this time, but her strength was far inferior to Du Ke's. Despite her best efforts, she remained trapped under Du Ke's hold and could not break free.

Qin Qingying covered her burning face in shame. Suddenly, her hands were gently pried open, and she saw a pair of dark, bright eyes. Then, those conquering eyes drew closer, and her cherry lips were tightly sucked.

Qin Qingying's mind went blank for a moment, her delicate body tensed up, and then went completely limp. Du Ke's nimble tongue pried open her tightly closed teeth, capturing her tender, smooth flesh. With a deep suck, Qin Qingying felt as if her entire soul was being sucked away, leaving her feeling empty and disoriented.

Du Ke's hands reached down to her soft waist, and he leaned back, lifting Qin Qingying's body and pressing her against his own. Qin Qingying lay limply on top of him, about to struggle, when suddenly a hot object pressed against her plump, tender root, startling her so much that she trembled and lost all strength.

Qin Qingying, dazed and confused by Du Ke's kisses, found her undergarments, panties, and bra disappearing one by one, revealing her glistening, snow-white body. Before she could even get a good look at her rounded, alluring curves, Qin Qingying let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and tightly embraced him, their naked bodies intertwined.

Qin Qingying lay panting beneath Du Ke, her face and breath hot, her plump breasts grinding against Yang Ling's thick, hot chest, quickly becoming erect. High, elastic, yet smooth to the touch like spring water.

Her eyes, moist and hazy like the sea, murmured shyly, "You little rascal, don't... don't do this to me. How am I supposed to face Yan'er after this?" At this, Qin Qingying was overcome with shyness, like a virgin on her wedding night, gently burying her head in Du Ke's arms.

Du Ke was overjoyed; such a mature and beautiful woman was willing to let him have his way, which was a pleasant surprise. Since that was the case, there was no need to rush. Du Ke released Qin Qingying, gazing at her intently. Qin Qingying also stared back at him blankly, both forgetting for a moment that they were both naked.

When Qin Qingying looked at Du Ke, the man before her was even more dashing and handsome than the talented scholar from Guanzhong she had once been infatuated with—a man both strange and familiar, someone she both loved and hated. At this moment, in Qin Qingying's heart, this second man was more important than the first. Their time together with the first man had been too brief, and he was too far removed from her dreams. That man could not give her a title, nor could he offer her a lasting companionship.

As her thoughts raced, Du Ke couldn't resist kissing her lips again. His tongue darted inside, sweeping across her mouth, exhaling a breath of yang energy that went straight down her throat. At the same time, his other hand began to roam over Qin Qingying's delicate body, further stimulating her. In less than ten seconds, Qin Qingying was lost in the moment, her hands tightly embracing Du Ke's waist, emitting soft moans and gasps. However, her mouth was blocked, only allowing for muffled sounds. Her head shook, and her body trembled.

This kiss from Qin Qingying was deeply passionate, far surpassing the forceful assault Du Ke had just forced upon her. Du Ke was overjoyed, his tongue greedily entwining with Qin Qingying's, unwilling to separate for a long time. The two met, their bodies intertwined, and for a moment they lost all sense of time.

Du Ke lingered for a long time before saying, "Sister Qin's rouge is truly exquisite; I am deeply honored." Stirred by Du Ke's affectionate and sweet words, and faced with his fiery passion, Qin Qingying was momentarily stunned. Before she could react, Du Ke once again kissed her fragrant lips with deep tenderness.

This time, Du Ke's kiss was not merely a simple kiss; he even slipped his tongue into her sweet mouth, entwining it with her soft, smooth lips, savoring her delicate texture and her sweet, nectar-like saliva.

After a long while, Du Ke suddenly sat up, pursed his lips, and smiled, "Sister Qin, not only is the rouge on your lips quite nice, but the saliva in your mouth is also incredibly fragrant..."

Qin Qingying was stunned at first, then filled with resentment and hatred. She raised her jade arm and punched him, saying hatefully, "You... you little rascal... you big bad guy..."

Du Ke laughed loudly, grabbed her fist, and said, "To put it bluntly, Sister Qin is saying I'm a bastard, and wants this bastard to die, right?" Du Ke still held her arm, but made no further moves, just gazing at Qin Qingying with a dreamy smile.

Chapter 52 The Beauty Returns to Her Heart

Qin Qingying herself didn't know why she let this man take liberties with her. It felt like the situation when she met that person ten years ago, even more intoxicated and obedient than she had been then. Qin Qingying blushed under Du Ke's gaze, and said shyly, "You're so shameless, why are you staring at me like that?"

Du Ke grinned, "Sister Qin is so beautiful, I couldn't help but stare."

Qin Qingying murmured, "Don't you really care about my age? Aren't you afraid that in ten or twenty years I'll be old? Aren't you afraid that I'll be old and faded by then?"

Du Ke chuckled, "Qingying, are you afraid that after ten or twenty years with me I'll abandon you? In short, I will never abandon anyone I love, no matter what they become! You can believe that."

"Oh, really? Sometimes, sweet words are easy to say, but to actually do them, I'm afraid..." What they were afraid of, Qin Qingying and Du Ke both knew perfectly well.

Du Ke stared into Qin Qingying's eyes and saw her hesitation. "Hehe, Qingying, don't you want to give me a chance to prove myself? Can you bear to watch an opportunity that's within reach slip away? Don't you want to experience true love?"

"An opportunity? True love?" Qin Qingying's eyes were unfocused. Du Ke remained silent.

After a long silence, Qin Qingying finally spoke, "Can you guarantee it?" Du Ke lovingly embraced her, "Don't worry, I always keep my promises. Who am I? I'm the second young master Du, whom even gods and ghosts don't care about and Buddha won't take in!"

Qin Qingying pulled away, "But you... you'll still have many women."

Du Ke knew what she was worried about and gave her a big guarantee, "Don't worry, I'll

treat them all equally. I'll never be like that person, endlessly..." Seeing his confident expression, Qin Qingying sighed softly and said, "Why didn't I meet you sooner?" Wu Long took the opportunity to pull her closer, feeling the alluring charm of the mature woman and breathing in her rich fragrance. He whispered in her ear, "It's not too late to meet now, is it?"

This sweet whisper was more powerful than any vow. Qin Qingying was completely captivated by his passionate tenderness, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, panting softly.

Du Ke released one hand, gently lifted Qin Qingying's delicate chin, and slowly raised her head. Qin Qingying blushed deeply and tightly closed her eyes. Du Ke, disregarding everything else, fiercely kissed Qin Qingying. Startled, Qin Qingying opened her eyes, only to meet Wu Long's brimming eyes. She quickly closed them again, her long eyelashes trembling.

Gradually, Qin Qingying's body clung tightly to Du Ke like an octopus. Du Ke's hands caressed her body, finally resting on her round, firm buttocks. He gently pressed her towards him, kneading her buttocks.

Qin Qingying let out a muffled "Mmm" through her nose. Overjoyed, Du Ke embraced her even tighter, kissing her lips and swirling his tongue inside her mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...you...you..." Encircled by strong arms, Qin Qingying's body went limp. The man's care and tenderness moved her deeply, a feeling she hadn't experienced love in a long time.

Du Ke turned slightly, feasting his eyes. The beauty lay sprawled, revealing her fair, delicate arms, as smooth as a tender lotus root emerging from the mud. Her breasts, like hills, were beautiful and large, like inverted jade cups, the two nipples resembling a red maple leaf atop an autumn mountain, captivating at first sight. Her small navel was nestled within her flat abdomen, like a tiny jade pendant.

Qin Qingying instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest, trying to conceal her body. However, her high breasts couldn't be completely hidden; instead, the pressure caused them to peek out from between her arms, forming an incredibly alluring shape. Du Ke lowered his head and gently took her small earlobe into his mouth, sucking on it tenderly. Qin Qingying let out a soft moan, a faint blush rising to her cheeks, her eyes and brows brimming with spring-like allure. Her slightly coquettish yet captivating expression directly awakened the man's most primal desire to conquer. Thus, Du Ke gently but firmly pried open the beauty's hands, and her breasts trembled and sprang forth like small hills.

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hot lips and tongue left Qin Qingying's cherry lips, kissing down her snow-white neck. What came into view was her ample bosom. The previously barely visible pale pink nipples were already fully formed. Du Ke couldn't help but open his mouth wide and take Qin Qingying's left breast into his mouth, like a baby suckling. Sometimes he would stick out his tongue and quickly lick the pink nipple, sometimes he would gently bite the small bud with his teeth. His left hand would continuously and gently knead the right breast. The tingling pleasure from her chest made Qin Qingying moan and cry out involuntarily.

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The white horse neighs in the west wind,

clattering and clattering… clattering and

clattering, clattering and clattering…

On the vast, yellow sands of the Xinjiang desert, dust billows two zhang high as two horses gallop one after the other. The first is a tall, long-legged white horse, carrying a young woman with a seven or eight-year-old girl in her arms. Behind is a chestnut horse, carrying a tall, thin man.

A long arrow is stuck in the man's left back. Blood flows from his back onto the horse's back, then onto the ground, dripping into the yellow sand. He dares not reach out to pull out the arrow, fearing that if he does, he will collapse and die instantly. Who doesn't die? That's nothing. But who will care for the beautiful wife ahead?

Behind them, a fierce and ruthless enemy is hot on their heels.

His chestnut horse, having galloped dozens of miles, was utterly exhausted. Driven to the brink of death by its master's relentless whipping and kicking, it was struggling to breathe. Now, foam filled its mouth, and suddenly its forelegs buckled, causing it to collapse to its knees. The man yanked the reins hard; the horse let out a mournful neigh, convulsed a few times, and died of exhaustion. The young woman, hearing the noise, turned around and, startled to see the horse dead, cried out, "Brother…what…what happened?"

The man frowned and shook his head. Several miles behind them, dust billowed as a large enemy force pursued them.

The young woman circled her horse and galloped to her husband's side. Suddenly, she saw the long arrow in his back and the large pool of blood on his vest. She was horrified and nearly fainted. The little girl also cried out in alarm, "Father, Father, you have an arrow in your back!"

The man gave a bitter smile and said, "It's nothing!"

He leaped up and gently landed on his wife's saddle behind her. Despite his serious injuries, his movements were still swift and agile. The young woman looked back at him, her face full of concern and sorrow, and whispered, "Brother, you..."

The man spurred his horse and pulled on the reins. The white horse galloped forward.

Although the white horse was magnificent, it was tired after running tirelessly for a long time, especially with three people on its back. The white horse seemed to know that this was a life-or-death situation for its master, and without being urged, it ran with all its might, disregarding its own life.

But after galloping for several more miles, it gradually slowed down.

The enemy pursuing them was closing in step by step. There were sixty-three people in total, but they had more than one hundred and ninety strong horses. Whenever a horse was slightly tired, they would switch to another. They were determined to catch up.

The man turned around and saw the enemy's figures in the billowing yellow dust. After a while, even their faces became clear. The man gritted his teeth and said, "Hongmei, I have a favor to ask of you. Will you agree?"

The young woman turned around, smiled gently, and said, "In my entire life, have I ever disobeyed you even once?"

The man said, "Alright, take Xiuer and escape, protect our bloodline, and protect this map of the Gaochang Maze."

He spoke with absolute certainty, as if giving an order.

The young woman's voice trembled as she said, "Brother, give them the map, and we'll admit defeat. Your... your health is more important."

The man lowered his head and kissed her left cheek, his voice suddenly becoming very gentle, and said, "We've been through countless dangers together, and perhaps we can escape this time too. The 'Three Heroes of Lüliang' not only want the map, they... they also want you."

The young woman said, "He... he should still have some brotherly affection. Maybe I can beg them..."

The man said sternly, "Do you think my wife and I can lower ourselves to beg? This horse can't carry the three of us. Go!"

He leaped up, shouted, and fell off the horse.

The young woman reined in her horse, reaching out to pull it back, but saw her husband's angry face and heard him shout, "Go!"

Always obedient to her husband, she could only spur the horse and gallop forward, her heart as cold as ice, and not just her heart, but the blood in her entire body seemed to have frozen.

The pursuers, seeing the man fall from his horse, cheered loudly, "Li San the White Horse is down! Li San the White Horse is down!"

More than ten men spurred their horses and surrounded him. The remaining forty or so continued chasing the young woman.

The man lay curled up on the ground, motionless, seemingly dead. One man raised his spear and, with a hiss, plunged it into his right shoulder. When the spear was pulled out, blood spurted out, but Li San the White Horse remained motionless.

The bearded leader said, "He's thoroughly dead, what's there to be afraid of? Quickly search him."

Two men dismounted and began to pull him to his feet. Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared, and Li San, on his white horse, swung his longsword, cutting down two men with a few swift strokes.

No one had expected him to have been feigning death, seemingly unaware of the spear piercing his body, and then suddenly launch a counterattack. Startled, six or seven men reined in their horses and retreated. The burly man with the bushy beard brandished

his goose-feather saber and shouted, "Li San, you truly are a tough guy!" Suddenly, his saber came crashing down on Li San's head. Li San raised his saber to parry, but both his shoulders were severely wounded, his arms weak, and he staggered back three steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood. More than ten men spurred their horses and surrounded him, swords and spears raised, slashing and thrusting.

Li San, a hero throughout his life, never yielded until his death, and in his final moments, he killed two more formidable enemies.

Hearing her husband's furious roar from afar, the young woman felt as if her heart was being torn apart: "He's dead, what's the point of me living?"

She took a wool handkerchief from her bosom, stuffed it into her daughter's arms, and said, "Xiuer, take good care of yourself!"

She lashed the white horse's rump with her whip, pushed off the saddle, and her body was off the horse. The white horse, feeling lighter on the saddle, galloped away like the wind carrying the girl. She felt a slight sense of relief: "This horse's speed is unparalleled, and Xiuer is so light; they won't be able to catch her now."

Ahead, her daughter's cries of "Mama, Mama" gradually faded, while the sound of hooves behind her grew louder and closer. She silently prayed: "Heavens above, may you bless Xiuer to marry a good husband like I have, so that although her life may be filled with hardship, she may live a happy life!"

She straightened her clothes and tidied her hair. In an instant, dozens of riders arrived one after another, the first being Shi Zhongjun, the second of the Three Heroes of Lüliang.

The Three Heroes of Lüliang were sworn brothers. The eldest brother, "Divine Blade Shakes Guanzhong," Huo Yuanlong, was the bearded man who killed Li San of the White Horse. The second brother, "Plum Blossom Spear," Shi Zhongjun, was a tall, thin man. The third brother, "Azure Python Sword," Chen Dahai, was short and wiry, originally a bandit from Liaodong, but later settled in Shanxi. He and Huo and Shi became like-minded and opened the Jinwei Escort Agency in Taigu County, Shanxi Province. 04-26
Chapter 57 Morning Passion

Du Ke got up from the bed and walked behind Qin Qingying with a smile. Qin Qingying saw the hateful man from last night standing behind her in the mirror. As if she knew what was about to happen, she naturally got up and wanted to escape. Du Ke was quick-witted and nimble. He grabbed the beautiful young woman's entire body and pulled her into his arms. He hugged the beautiful young woman's slender waist from behind, placed his hands on her flat and firm abdomen, which was smooth without an ounce of fat, and gently rubbed it.

"Ah!"

Qin Qingying exclaimed in surprise. He was holding her, and at first she didn't pay attention, but when he further caressed her tender, plump buttocks, she could no longer remain calm and finally realized this scoundrel's wicked intentions. "No, good brother, don't do this!"

She didn't expect that her not-so-firm resistance would only arouse the man more.

Du Ke's large hand, which was around her slender waist, roamed over her lower abdomen, while his other hand climbed up and kneaded her breasts through her clothes. He breathed into her ear, making her feel hot all over, unable to muster any strength. She lay in his arms, panting and pleading, "Little rascal, it's really not possible now! Sister has to go to the accounting office to check the accounts right away."

Du Ke ignored her, tightening his large hand on her lower abdomen, trying to make her buttocks stick out backward, making her beautiful buttocks press more fully against him.

"Qingying, so beautiful! Oh! You're so beautiful!"

Du Ke rubbed his most sensitive nerves against her buttocks with great force, the stimulating beauty making him unable to resist twisting his hips, seeking the ultimate in ecstasy.

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Du Ke's eyes were fixed on her. She had just gotten up, so her outer garments weren't fully on; she was only wearing a close-fitting bodice and undergarments, with her moon-white blouse draped comfortably over her shoulders. This usually noble and dignified beauty was now disheveled, her clothes half-undone. Although the blouse covered her vital parts, the thin sheer fabric couldn't conceal the dazzling array of marks.

A white bodice and a black undergarment were faintly visible beneath the white gauze. The flawless white gown was slightly ripped at the neckline, revealing her bare breasts. The exposed bodice revealed her snow-white, delicate skin, her full curves, though concealed by the white bodice, radiating an irresistible allure.

Her skin, as white as snow, gleamed with a warm, jade-like luster. Her slender waist was easily encircled, her abdomen flat and firm, her buttocks round and pert, and her legs long and shapely—every part of her exuded an indescribable temptation.

The flowing skirt below only covered her knees, revealing her two long, beautiful legs. The half-closed, half-straight lower garment only fueled the urge to explore further.

Her noble and aloof demeanor, combined with this alluring attire, created a contradictory beauty that made one almost believe she was a goddess descended to earth. The irresistible allure of her noble and sensual beauty was simply unbearable.

Du Ke could no longer restrain himself. He turned her around, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her forcefully into his arms. At the same time, his right hand encircled her slender waist, and he buried his head in her neck, kissing her snow-white skin deeply.

Qin Qingying never expected the man to be so bold, daring to be so brazenly indecent towards her in broad daylight. Faced with his assault, she was momentarily stunned.

Du Ke took a few steps forward, pressing her body tightly against the wall, his body rubbing intimately against hers, enjoying the unreserved softness.

"You little rascal, you big pervert, don't you know what time it is?"

Under the man's intense onslaught, she finally came to her senses, about to rebuke him, when her soft lips were suddenly sealed shut by his.

"Aunt Qin, Qingying..." Seeing her panicked eyes, Du Ke's desire grew stronger, an irresistible urge to ravage her arose. His large hand involuntarily lifted her skirt, which only reached her knees, and eagerly reached inside.

Faced with the man's increasingly audacious advances, Qin Qingying felt fear. She struggled desperately, but it seemed futile, only fueling the man's lust. She clearly felt his chest pressing tightly against hers, his large hands roaming freely over her buttocks, his erect member pressing against her lower abdomen.

Du Ke held her slender waist with one hand, while the other hand played with her alluring buttocks under her skirt, kneading her soft flesh. He could almost imagine the shape her white, plump buttocks would take in his hands.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in through the half-open window. Even though Du Ke's hand was inside her skirt, he felt a chill. He realized then that he had unknowingly lifted her skirt up to her hips, meaning she was mostly exposed. Thinking of her alluring pose beneath her skirt, Du Ke's already hard penis became even more aroused, and he couldn't help but gently rub her lower abdomen.

Just as passion raged inside, light footsteps sounded from outside, followed by a knock on the door. Gongsun Ruyan's familiar voice came through: "Aunt Qin, are you up? Have you seen that bastard Du Ke? I went to his room early this morning to look for him, but he wasn't there! Humph! If I find him, I'll teach him a lesson!"

The two inside were stunned. The main character had arrived, yet they were pressed tightly together in such an intimate position. Qin Qingying dared not call her in any longer and hurriedly said, "Yan'er, Aunt Qin had a bit of a headache last night, so I won't get up today. I want to rest in my room. Please keep an eye on things for me. Also, don't let anyone disturb me."

Before she finished speaking, she let out a soft "hmm," her whole body trembled involuntarily, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Her closed eyes looked even more unbearable. It turned out that the man's large hand had slid down to her legs, gently stroking the thin white gauze covering her. Her small hands twisted the man's back tightly, and her legs tensed up, trying to stop the man's advance, but to little avail.

"Oh, okay. Aunt Qin, you rest well. I'll help take care of the business."

Gongsun Ruyan had no suspicions and her footsteps faded into the distance.

"Baby, Yan'er is leaving. Didn't you say you wanted to rest in your room? Come, let your husband make love to you properly."

Du Ke teased her ear, his hand movements gradually intensifying, and for a moment, soft moans filled the air.

Qin Qingying's clothes were only draped over her body, and with Du Ke's manipulation, the thin veil slowly slipped down to her waist, revealing her beautiful breasts. Du Ke swallowed hard, then abruptly ripped away the only covering she wore, finally exposing her two flawless, jade-like breasts.

"Qingying, they're so beautiful,"

Du Ke exclaimed, his eyes gleaming at the sight before him. The rosy nipples stood erect on her fair skin, swelling and contracting like balloons with her slightly rapid breathing, the pink areolas rapidly enlarging and protruding, filling the front. At that

moment, Du Ke forgot everything else, his eyes fixed only on this perfect goddess. He naturally lowered his head and took her proudly erect nipple into his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling. He buried his head in her chest, rubbing his nose against her snow-white skin.

The wicked man's big mouth finally left her lips, and Qin Qingying couldn't help but gasp. Before she could even feel relieved to be out of his clutches, she suddenly felt a surge of heat, a wave of trembling rising from her chest and coursing through every corner of her body. She immediately understood what had happened, and the thought of the man kissing her chest made her feel as if her whole body was about to explode.

Qin Qingying mustered all her strength, looking down at the man pounding against her chest with a dazed expression. She held his head tightly in her hands, pushing him away forcefully, pleading, "Xiao Ke, no, please, we can't do this anymore. Last night was just an accident. Please let Aunt Qin go, okay? Aunt Qin begs you. Even if you don't care about Aunt Qin, you have to think about Yan'er."

Du Ke's hands finally moved from her waist to her chest, gently caressing her perfect breasts, his five fingers skillfully stroking them. He breathed heavily, murmuring, "Qingying, I swear I will cherish you for the rest of my life, and never let you suffer any more injustice. I will hold you in my arms forever, and protect you forever."

Qin Qingying clearly felt her softness begin to harden beneath the man's touch, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. No matter what, she was still a person, a woman. The struggle and twisting of her lower abdomen further stimulated Du Ke's burning erection, causing it to swell uncomfortably. Did

he really care about her that much? Did he like his body or her as a person? She didn't know, she really didn't know. Qin Qingying's heart was filled with complex emotions.

Du Ke suddenly realized how selfish he had been, imposing his will on her all along, pursuing thrills and pleasure while ignoring her situation. However, it was too late now; even if he was wrong, he could only continue down that path, with no turning back. He suddenly pressed his lips to her wet, hot lips, but the moment they touched, the intense passion instantly transformed into endless tenderness. Unexpectedly, Qin Qingying did not resist Du Ke's deep, fiery kisses, but instead closed her eyes again and silently endured them.

The man's large hands finally began to roam restlessly over her entire body. "Mmm!"

Qin Qingying couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling the man's tongue swirling in her mouth like a serpent, the large hands on her buttocks and back caressing every inch of her body, and the thing on her lower abdomen making her heart race. She felt her whole body burning, and involuntarily twisted her delicate body.

Du Ke placed his large hands on her smooth, tender buttocks, lifted her up, and lifted her feet off the ground. Holding her, he kissed her neck as he walked towards the embroidered couch. He lifted the bed curtains and gently pressed her down onto the couch.

Back on the familiar couch, Qin Qingying naturally recalled the ecstasy of the previous night, her face flushing crimson. Before she could react, Du Ke was already on top of her, holding her hand, his lips tightly kissing her small mouth, their tongues intertwining in her mature, full red lips. Then Du Ke's hands caressed her through her clothes, and she obediently accepted his kisses and caresses, gradually becoming aroused, and actively hugging him, returning his kisses.

Du Ke unbuttoned her blouse, took out her white, tender breasts from her bodice, and took them into his mouth, while one hand reached between her legs, rubbing her clitoris through her underpants. Qin Qingying trembled violently. After all, this was her first time making love with a man in broad daylight, so she felt extremely uneasy, and her blood was boiling.

Chapter 58: A Dream Reunited.

Du Ke's fingers flew nimbly, tossing aside her silk robe, bodice, and undergarments, carefully exploring her genitals. His lips slid from her chest to her lower abdomen, touching her genitals inch by inch, while his hands reached down to her, gently pressing and kneading among the thick pubic hair.

"Ah..."

Qin Qingying felt as if she were in a raging furnace, the heat almost melting her; yet she also felt as if she were in a frozen wasteland, shivering uncontrollably. This most painful yet most pleasurable torment left her in a state of dizziness and disorientation. She found herself unable to do anything but groan and slightly twist her body. Suddenly, a jolt of electricity sent a chill through her. Her body involuntarily stiffened; she tried desperately to control the urge to urinate, but to no avail, and a gush of fluid gushed out.

The feeling of floating on clouds left her weak and incredibly comfortable, and it took her a long time to recover from the blissful sensation. Opening her eyes, she realized she was now completely naked, and the man was burying his head between her legs, playing with her most intimate parts.

"Baby, you're so..."

Du Ke cupped her ample breasts, kneading and caressing them vigorously. He lowered his head, taking one of her sweet nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking it, his tongue flicking it rapidly, then gently nibbling it with his teeth. He then slowly moved his hand down her chest, lingering on her navel for a moment before inserting it between her legs.

The beauty blushed deeply, squeezing tightly together. Du Ke smiled wickedly, his hand reaching her warm lower abdomen. He was slightly surprised; her lower abdomen was particularly thick with pubic hair, feeling like a soft, downy patch. Du Ke gently combed and stroked it with his fingers, then continued downwards, finally grasping the warm, moist, and slippery lips between her legs.

"Mmm... be gentle..."

Qin Qing couldn't help but pant softly, waves of intoxicating pleasure surging through her sensitive nipples, a sensation more intense than ever before. Her face was flushed, her pearly white teeth biting her bright red lower lip, her expression seemingly troubled.

Du Ke was no longer the same as before; his skills in intimate matters had improved by leaps and bounds. He seemed intent on teasing the beautiful woman beneath him, alternating between sucking and fondling her breasts. His hands employed a variety of techniques—plucking, twisting, pinching, lifting, pressing, and squeezing—on her plump, honeyed lips, even teasing the round, erect nipple at

the tip. She couldn't close her mouth, desperately trying to suppress her urges, but her mouth kept leaking a slippery fluid, soaking the brocade quilt beneath her. Du Ke released his hand, and Qin Qingying exhaled, her tense body going limp. Du Ke brought his finger to his nose; a rich fragrance wafted over, reminiscent of ripe fruit. Satisfied, he put his finger in his mouth, finding it refreshingly sweet, and his manhood instantly hardened.

Qin Qingying glanced quickly at Du Ke, seeing him intently savoring her taste, her heart pounding, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Du Ke sighed comfortably, ceasing his fuss, and slowly lifted her body, pulling her legs off the bed so that half of her jade-like buttocks dangled over the edge, her snow-white, firm legs parted.

Qin Qingying let out a soft whimper of embarrassment, her body clearly exposed before Du Ke. Her lower abdomen was covered with thick, glossy black pubic hair, far more abundant than that of Guan Panpan, the young woman he had met in Xuzhou, her private garden slightly covered, appearing and disappearing, making it even more alluring. Du Ke caressed the warm, lush grass and chuckled, "My darling, how can it be so lush?"

The beauty, naturally shy, blushed and bit her lip. Du Ke hadn't expected her to answer; he gently stroked her body while feasting his eyes on her beauty.

The indoor light at night and in the morning was different. Last night, the beauty under the moonlight was somewhat hazy, but now Du Ke could see her more clearly. He felt that Qin Qingying's body was alluringly curvaceous, slightly plump, making her appear more mature. Her skin shone with a lustrous, jade-like sheen, her slender waist was easily encircled, her abdomen flat and firm without any excess fat, her buttocks round and pert, and her legs long and strong. At this moment, as I... Wide open, the mysterious Peach Blossom Spring was revealed.

Hers was slightly larger than Hua'er's and Panpan's, her lips still a girlish pink, slightly parted like a ripe peach bursting open, so tender it seemed as if a gentle sip would release its delicious, fragrant juices. The slit in the middle, faintly visible, was a heart-stopping crimson, and the bright red, round pearl, about the size of a little fingertip, stood proudly at the tip of her lips. Her mouth was slightly open and closed, and a faint fragrance seemed to emanate from the air. Du Ke's heart pounded several times, and he grasped her slender waist, stroking it incessantly, and laughed, "Baby, your waist is about the same thickness as Yan'er's!"

Du Ke knelt between her legs, licking the inside with his tongue. The beauty tensed up again, and Du Ke revealed a wicked smile, slowly licking towards the base.

Her legs trembled slightly. Du Ke licked to the base, but skipped over it, licking the other side instead. The beauty seemed to hum in response. I slowly licked, finally reaching her paradise, gently licking around her honeyed lips.

She trembled with excitement, her mouth opening and closing, releasing streams of fragrant breath.

Du Ke's heart surged. He gripped her hands and kneaded her vigorously, his tongue lightly licking the crevice of her flesh. She trembled, letting out two soft moans, her mouth opening and closing, releasing large amounts of thick, fragrant fluid, her body going limp. Du Ke looked up and

laughed, "Baby, have you never been licked before? How come you're so fast?"

Qin Qingying's cheeks flushed, her nostrils flared, completely absorbed in the pleasure. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty.

Du Ke continued to move his lips closer, his tongue skillfully teasing the entrance to her mouth. The warm, honeyed flesh gently gripped his tongue. He felt a strange sensation, patiently licking and sucking, not missing a single spot, then pushing his tongue as far in as possible while gently twisting her clitoris.

Qin Qingying finally couldn't help but hum, which greatly encouraged Du Ke, who then tried even harder to please her, savoring her as if she were the most delicious treat in the world. She let out a soft moan, and Du Ke forcefully parted her lips, his tongue thrusting and licking her entrance.

She had just ejaculated with pleasure when she immediately felt aroused again. Thick, glistening fluid flowed from her mouth, and Du Ke used his hand to coat her lower abdomen with it, making it glistening and moist in moments. His penis swelled painfully, and Du Ke stood up, lifting her long legs, his large, burning penis pressing against her entrance. The beauty opened her eyes and trembled, saying, "You bad boy, no!"

Du Ke looked at her tenderly and said affectionately, "I truly want you to be my woman. Just consider me your husband! I only want to be your husband."

He slowly pushed aside her slippery lips and thrust into her warm body.

Although she was a mature woman, her passage was still quite tight, and his large penis slowly but steadily penetrated her. Qin Qingying seemed overwhelmed by his size, letting out a soft cry and slightly flinching away.

Du Ke rubbed his penis against her clitoris a couple of times, then leaned down and pressed himself against her soft, cotton-like body, gently sucking on her soft, cherry-like lips. No longer impulsive, his jade stem, still inserted inside her, throbbed, feeling the movement of her flesh and the pulse of her labia.

Qin Qingying was completely intoxicated, reaching out to stroke his handsome face, slightly contorted from suppressing his impulse, murmuring, "You little rascal, you're much gentler this time than last night."

Du Ke smiled mischievously, leaning closer and saying, "Baby, isn't it beautiful?"

Qin Qingying's bright, beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her fair, delicate cheeks flushed red, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy, her arms tightening around Du Ke. Du Ke then began to clearly feel her firm, swollen breasts rising and falling, rubbing against him. His heart swayed, and he couldn't help but greedily and forcefully lick the beauty's wet, soft flesh, swallowing her saliva. It seemed he wished he could devour her delicate tongue.

Unconsciously, Du Ke began to slowly move his body. Qin Qingying's expression was charming, and she shyly closed her eyes. Du Ke embraced her slender waist, moving slowly. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she gripped the sheet tightly. The lustful man slowly used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, neither too close nor too far, his mouth constantly flowing. She twisted her body but couldn't get satisfaction; the occasional deep thrust only aroused her appetite.

Qin Qingying's whole body turned a striking pink, with tiny beads of sweat appearing. Her slender waist arched, and her jade buttocks swayed to meet Du Ke's movements. Du Ke chuckled, then retreated to the mouth of the stream, using that technique of cutting open a clam to extract its pearl, touching her honeyed lips and pearl. Qin Qingying frowned, her expression frantic with worry. Finally, she couldn't help but open her eyes, grabbing Du Ke's arm tightly and trembling as she said, "No... don't tease me..."

Long fingernails dug deep into her arms, and Du Ke felt a surge of pleasure. He pressed his entire body against hers, slowly inserting his jade stem into her flower bud. She held Du Ke tightly, her jade buttocks twisting and turning, her mouth swallowing his jade stem, the warm, lush grass rubbing against her lower abdomen, incredibly comfortable.

Qin Qingying let out a soft cry of pleasure from this deep penetration, moaning with joy, her slender legs wrapping around Du Ke's waist. Du Ke kneaded her vigorously, thrusting his hips with force. After only a few thrusts, her body stiffened, a sudden warm embrace enveloping her, her tender flesh twitching and contracting, her soft flower bud opening and tightly embracing him, then gushing out a large gush of hot nectar, splashing onto him.

Du Ke couldn't help but tremble violently several times, the intense tingling pleasure rushing to his ejaculation point, as if he couldn't hold back from ejaculating wildly. He quickly held his breath and pulled back from the brink, his whole body trembling slightly, carefully savoring this unprecedented sensation.

Qin Qingying trembled uncontrollably, her rounded breasts sliding limply down his waist. She lay limp, panting heavily, her expression one of boundless pleasure and satisfaction. Du Ke's heart pounded, and he gently caressed her, letting her savor the afterglow.

Chapter 60: Kitchen Scenery

Du Ke left Qin Qingying's room and, as usual, went to the backyard to practice his marksmanship. Remembering that Yan'er had been looking for him earlier, he figured something might be wrong. It was almost lunchtime, so he hurried towards Gongsun Ruyan's residence, only to find it empty. The boudoir was deserted, only a faint fragrance remained. Du Ke was troubled, shaking his head, deciding it was best not to presume to guess a woman's thoughts; it was both mentally taxing and a waste of time. He

happened to run into Gongsun Ruyan's personal maid, Ying'er, on the way and learned that her mistress (Gongsun Ruyan) was cooking in the kitchen. Did a young lady of high birth need to cook herself? The answer was, of course, no. Du Ke chuckled to himself. It seemed that not trying to guess a woman's thoughts was indeed a wise choice; he'd racked his brains and never imagined she'd be cooking in the kitchen at this hour.

Heh heh, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. This little girl had really figured it out. But with the guidance of a renowned chef, her culinary skills were already excellent; what else did she need to learn? Du Ke thought to himself, but his feet didn't falter. He meandered through corridors and courtyards until finally, the kitchen came into view.

Even before entering the kitchen, perhaps it was just his imagination, but from a distance, Du Ke could smell the aroma of food. When a woman cooks for the man she loves, the dishes, imbued with her heart, become the most delicious food in the world. A man isn't bound by the food a woman makes, but by the woman's heart.

For some reason, Du Ke deliberately moved quietly, tiptoed to the kitchen door, pushed it open, and went inside.

Upon entering the kitchen, the first thing that caught Du Huke's eye was a graceful, voluptuous figure. This woman was none other than Gongsun Ruyan. She was facing the stove with her back to the door, rapidly stirring vegetables with a spatula.

Gongsun Ruyan wore a sky-blue, wide-sleeved embroidered dress, a white apron tied around her slender waist. Although the skirt was wide, the soft curves of her shapely buttocks were still outlined by the naturally draped silk, her firm, rounded cheeks truly captivating.

For some reason, seeing Gongsun Ruyan's back as she cooked in the kitchen, Du Ke felt a sudden, intense fire rise within him—a raging inferno.

"Could it be because I was worried about Qin Qingying's body, and my lust hadn't been satisfied? Now, a beautiful woman with whom I have an ambiguous relationship, someone I can both look at and touch, is right in front of me, and the blood in my body is starting to boil?" The

surging passion in Du Ke's heart burned so intensely that he threw all his worries to the winds. His mind was consumed by the thought of holding the beauty's delicate body in his arms, tenderly loving and wantonly playing with

her. He acted immediately upon this thought. Driven by his burning desire, Du Ke's brain seemed to lose its ability to think. He quickly stepped forward, pressing his body tightly against the beauty's soft, voluptuous form from behind, his chest pressing against her curved back and her round, pert buttocks.

"Ah!"

Gongsun Ruyan cried out softly. At the same time, Du Ke's hands swiftly reached forward from her slender waist, forcefully pulling her graceful figure into his embrace. Their bodies remained in close contact, like lovers, each able to feel the other's body temperature and scent. After realizing that the person embracing her from behind was Du Ke, Gongsun Ruyan stopped struggling. Her face was burning hot, and she trembled, even stopping the cooking she was doing.

"If she doesn't resist, there's hope," Du Ke thought smugly. He suddenly sniffed the air, his eyes filled with admiration, and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

"Really?"

Gongsun Ruyan was overjoyed, her heart brimming with happiness. She said sweetly, "I was afraid you wouldn't like it! This dish is something I specially learned from the new chef, Uncle Zhang..."

"Don't be so insensitive!"

Du Ke choked for a moment, then quickly interrupted her, leaning in to kiss her delicate neck. He teased, "I was saying your body smells good!"

Gongsun Ruyan, caught off guard by Du Ke's sneak attack, didn't resist. Instead, she burst into laughter, her cheeks flushed, radiant and beautiful. She scolded, "You big pervert, talking nonsense, you're so indecent."

Looking at Gongsun Ruyan's charming expression of gentle anger, Du Ke was completely captivated. A beautiful woman's smile, full of allure, was irresistible even to a god.

Du Ke's hands involuntarily lifted the white apron, caressing Gongsun Ruyan's flat stomach without an ounce of fat. He brought his lips to her delicate earlobe, gently breathing warm air.

"Ah!"

Gongsun Ruyan's jade-like neck shrank back, and she scolded softly, "Don't be silly! I'm cooking. What if you spill the oil?"

"I'm not hungry."

Du Ke's head darted over Gongsun Ruyan's shoulder, leaning to her side, intimately pressing against her fragrant and smooth face. "If you spill it, I have something else to eat."

Taking a deep breath, Du Ke greedily inhaled the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Gongsun Ruyan's body, shamelessly saying, "Hehe, even if I don't spill it, the only thing I want to eat right now is you..."

Hearing Du Ke's passionate words, Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft moan, too shy to look up. A blush swept through her heart, and her body began to heat up.

The two had fallen for each other while living at the Du residence, and their reunion in Yangzhou, followed by Du Ke's spanking yesterday, brought back a flood of memories. The once hazy image of them had become increasingly clear, especially after last night at Lin's Silk Shop when Du Ke bought a gift for Aunt Qin, saying it was for her. She could no longer deceive herself; she knew she had fallen deeply in love with him.

Seeing Gongsun Ruyan's cheeks flushed a delicate blush, Du Ke affectionately called her "Yan'er" and then passionately kissed her fair, beautiful neck.

Gongsun Ruyan stiffened at Du Ke's unrestrained advances, but quickly relaxed, smiling shyly, her face flushed, her eyes misting over, so alluring they seemed to drip with moisture. Her soft, boneless body leaned obediently against him, without any struggle or resistance. A genuine smile played on her lips, her eyes alluring, shy and beautiful, full of desire.

Perhaps the kitchen truly is a fiery place where passion easily arises. Their bodies pressed tightly together, silently entwined, a strange fire burning brighter and brighter in their hearts until it was impossible to control.

With a clang, Gongsun Ruyan was completely aroused. Her right hand suddenly released the spatula, letting it fall to the ground. She wrapped her arms around Du Ke's neck, her full, soft cherry lips slightly parted, alluring, her breath sweet as orchids.

Du Ke chuckled, his greedy mouth aiming at her moist, sweet lips. The moment their four burning lips touched, they both trembled and writhed simultaneously, as if electrocuted.

The two, caught in the throes of a passionate kiss, were like computers with their memory wiped clean. Their minds were blank, completely devoid of thought, relying solely on their bodies to instinctively continue their previous sensual physical activity and the exchange of bodily fluids.

Having been intimate before, their kissing was second nature. During the passionate kiss, Du Ke discovered that Gongsun Ruyan's small pink tongue was sweet, tender, and smooth. He secretly thought that it would be a long time before she naturally grasped the essence of kissing, so he had to take the initiative. Fortunately, he had never been one to be passive.

Du Ke's warm lips and tongue forcefully pressed against Gongsun Ruyan's soft, helpless lips, teasing her small pink tongue inside her mouth, forcing her to cooperate. The inexperienced Gongsun Ruyan, under Du Ke's unrestrained release, experienced an attack even more intense and fierce than before. Completely exhausted, she couldn't discern the source of this feeling of utter weakness and exhaustion.

Du Ke's burning lips pressed against Gongsun Ruyan's fragrant, moist mouth, filled with sweet and delicious nectar. At the same time, his restless hands attacked her private parts.

Although separated by the smooth brocade, Du Ke could clearly feel Gongsun Ruyan's high breasts and smooth, delicate skin. Gongsun Ruyan, lost in passion, let out soft moans as Du Ke sealed her cherry-like lips with his. Her delicate nose emitted soft, alluring cries, completely immersed in the wonderful pleasure of their passionate kiss. Her voluptuous body writhed irregularly up and down, left and right, due to the tingling and itching sensation, to cooperate with Du Ke's skillful hands and gain even greater comfort and pleasure.

Still a pure and innocent virgin, Gongsun Ruyan quickly succumbed to Du Ke, this ultimate lecher, her sensitive body surrendering completely. Du Ke, with just a simple physical contact, stirred her passion, igniting a hidden fire within her. Could it be that making love in the kitchen really did stimulate female hormone secretion? The seasoned Du Ke, no longer the same as before, didn't even need to look to know that Gongsun Ruyan's mysterious inverted triangle area was now sticky and slippery, burning with passion and surging with desire.

Tormented by lust, Du Ke stared blankly at the beautiful face so close to his, wanting to say something but unsure how to begin. Perhaps his previous attraction to Gongsun Ruyan was superficial, simply drawn to her beautiful appearance and figure. But Du Ke was certain that as his body intensified, he was developing different feelings for Gongsun Ruyan. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, only a vague sense. Perhaps this feeling wasn't as clear as with Wen Hua, but it was definitely no less than with Guan Panpan and Qin Qingying, perhaps even stronger.

After a long while, just as Gongsun Ruyan felt she was about to suffocate, Du Ke finally released her luscious red lips. A silver thread shimmered with a wicked gleam between their lips.

Du Ke turned Gongsun Ruyan, limp and delicate, over so they were facing each other in an intimate embrace. He gazed deeply into her captivating, sparkling eyes, his voice calm yet firm as he said, "Yan'er, I love you, I love you so much. I want you."

Gongsun Ruyan saw the determination in Du Ke's eyes, a gaze that burned fiercely yet remained incredibly clear and sincere. She knew he truly cared about her feelings. The most precious thing a man can have is respect for the woman he loves, treating her as a partner of equal standing, not a plaything to be discarded at any moment.

Gongsun Ruyan felt both shy and delighted that Du Ke respected her. She gently stroked his handsome face with her warm, smooth hands, her eyes tender as water, and said, "My good husband, from now on, everything about Yan'er, including my body and my heart, will belong entirely to you."

Before she finished speaking, a hint of shyness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and Gongsun Ruyan proactively sealed Du Ke's burning lips with a kiss. A beautiful woman offers a kiss, her fiery red lips.

Chapter 61: Elegant Boudoir

. Overjoyed at Gongsun Ruyan's promise, Zhang Pei ignored the already burnt dishes and half-carried, half-embraced Gongsun Ruyan back to her room. Driven by lust, he hadn't yet committed the heinous act of taking a virgin in the smoky kitchen.

Although the pleasure in the kitchen was exciting, Gongsun Ruyan, no matter how willing she was, was still a virgin and a descendant of the Gongsun family, her status no higher than that of a celestial being. A man shouldn't stoop to such a level.

Gongsun Ruyan's room wasn't large, but it was exquisite, elegant and serene, with a captivating fragrance. One could even say it was refreshingly beautiful, the room as enchanting as she was.

Du Ke was rather impolite; upon entering the room, he collapsed onto the couch, exclaiming, "Yan'er really knows how to enjoy life! She's made this place so unique, so much more comfortable than my room!"

Gongsun Ruyan said urgently, "You, don't dirty my bed!"

Du Ke thought she was going to kick him off the bed, but instead, Gongsun Ruyan suddenly ran forward and started to take off Du Ke's boots.

Du Ke hurriedly sat up and said, "My lord, Yan'er, you're... making me feel terrible."

Gongsun Ruyan gave him a reproachful look and said, "What are you saying? I can't just kick you out of bed."

She had already taken off his two boots and placed them neatly in front of the couch. She also took off her own shoes and socks and changed into a pair of small embroidered shoes for indoor use on the couch stool before sitting down gracefully.

Du Ke felt a surge of emotion and rushed forward to embrace the beauty, groaning, "Yan'er, you're so good."

Gongsun Ruyan smiled and said, "You rascal, when have I ever been unkind to you? I'll only serve you in this life, my dear husband. We must cherish the time we have now, for who knows, we might not have a future together!"

Seeing that the beauty had won his heart, Du Ke was overjoyed and laughed, "Cherishing the person in front of you, that's absolutely right, my lovely wife, let your husband hold you."

Gongsun Ruyan's smile deepened, but she spat out, "You're so good at talking."

Du Ke sighed, "Happiness came too suddenly, am I a little stupid?"

Gongsun Ruyan stretched out her jade finger and poked his forehead, saying: "Yes, just like an old man, going on and on!"

Du Ke was overjoyed, hugging her even tighter, panting heavily, "This big pervert, I don't know how many lifetimes I must have cultivated to meet a beautiful fairy like you."

Gongsun Ruyan smiled radiantly, "I don't know what I owed you in my past life, that I'm being pestered like this now."

Du Ke couldn't resist her charming and alluring manner, and was already unable to control himself. He pulled Gongsun Ruyan down, his hands and feet groping, panting, "I'm going to tease you."

Gongsun Ruyan closed her eyes and said coquettishly, "It's daytime now, let's talk first."

Du Ke's eyes widened, "If we talk until night, won't I die of thirst?"

"You're such a chatterbox!"

Gongsun Ruyan couldn't help but spit.

Suddenly, Du Ke reached inside her clothes, scratching incessantly, and said, "Okay, let's talk!"

Though he said this, his hands were already inside the beauty's garments, his large hands caressing her fragrant clothes. He felt the delicate, smooth skin beneath his fingers, as soft and silky to the touch. He firmly grasped Gongsun Ruyan's firm, erect breasts, caressing and kneading them…

Gongsun Ruyan, a virgin, was incredibly sensitive. Now, with her breasts touched, her beautiful face flushed red, she gasped for breath, her body feeling weak, and said, "You're so naughty! You promised not to touch me, but now you've made me all itchy!"

Du Ke laughed, "If I weren't naughty, how could I reveal my lecherous nature? Besides, using words and actions reveals my lecherous nature. If I were a gentleman, the world would be meaningless."

Saying this, he sat up and began to undress her. Before long, Gongsun Ruyan's robe was half-undone, revealing her fair and smooth limbs, which dazzled Du Ke in the soft, hazy sunlight.

Du Ke was intoxicated, embracing her slender waist, caressing her dark and lustrous hair, gently nibbling her delicate earlobe, and reveling in her musky and orchid-like fragrance.

After a long while, Du Ke took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze inadvertently lingered on her jade-like neck, where he saw a breathtaking sight. From her slightly open neckline, he could see the exposed half of her breasts, snow-white, bright, and translucent. The deep, faint outline of her breasts, like jade, was barely visible beneath the tight-fitting white silk undergarment with its floral and bird patterns, appearing even more alluring against the backdrop of the sheer fabric.

Du Ke's eyes blazed with desire as he gazed at this irresistible temptation. He couldn't resist reaching his hand to her bodice, caressing her small yet proudly erect breasts through the fabric. A smooth, soft sensation filled his body. He hadn't expected Yan'er, so petite, to have such rounded, comfortable breasts.

Gongsun Ruyan trembled, finally snapping out of her daze. She gasped and desperately pressed down on his wicked hand, her pretty face burning red, her fair skin flushed with a rosy hue, making her even more alluring and captivating.

"Ah," she couldn't help but moan softly, feeling as if an electric current was coursing through her body. Gongsun Ruyan slumped in his arms, her hands, which had been holding him, weakened, her breath rising and falling with his movements, a breathtaking sight.

Du Ke's blood surged instantly. He embraced her tightly from behind, his powerful member rubbing against her full, rounded buttocks, kissing her snow-white neck passionately, his hands kneading her swollen breasts forcefully, deforming under his pressure.

Gongsun Ruyan felt her body no longer obey her commands, as if it no longer belonged to her, her soul having drifted away from her body, standing on the edge of nothingness, wanting to stop him from continuing his evil deeds, but unable to lift even a finger. Soon, a blush spread across her face, and she gasped repeatedly, her throat dry and hoarse. "No, no, my dear husband, please spare Yan'er, Yan'er, Yan'er is in so much pain."

Du Ke, his mouth full of her rosy lips, mumbled, "My dear Yan'er, you'll want more and more later. I'll make you a real woman now, the happiest woman, my darling."

Du Ke turned her around, his long tongue plunging into her pearly teeth, recklessly savoring her saliva, which tasted like fine wine. He pressed his body against her, feeling the softness of her breasts, as if they were cotton, making him feel as if he were floating on air.

At this moment, Gongsun Ruyan was completely lost in the moment, her hair loose, her hands now tightly embracing Du Ke's back, chasing his long tongue, passionately responding to his plunder, her eyes reddening with desire.

Du Ke, finally unable to restrain himself, embraced Gongsun Ruyan, and the two

tumbled down onto the spacious jade bed with a gasp from the beauty.

The moment Du Ke laid Gongsun Ruyan on the bed, a passionate intimacy filled the room. Gongsun Ruyan's inherent noble air was fully revealed, her celestial charm rising, completely intoxicating Du Ke, leaving him utterly captivated, while she herself remained lost in a daze. Her alluring eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, rising and falling gracefully, her snow-white silk undergarment taut and alluring. Du Ke reached out and stroked her slender legs, feeling their smooth, supple texture, like touching fine jade. A surge of emotion welled up within him, and he slowly pressed down on her. Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft "Ah!", her small hands gripping the quilt tightly, clearly overwhelmed with excitement.

Du Ke was filled with joy and excitement, and slowly leaned down to gently kiss her lower lip. Gongsun Ruyan stiffened for a moment before slowly responding, her tongue occasionally sliding between her lips. Du Ke opened his mouth and sucked, carefully savoring her tongue. Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft "Mmm," and her slender arms involuntarily wrapped around him.

After a while, Du Ke reluctantly released her tongue, slowly kissing her cheek, then gently nibbling at her delicate earlobe. His left hand supported most of his upper body weight, while his right hand, through her undergarment, caressed her firm breasts. Du Ke was intoxicated, embracing Gongsun Ruyan, pressing her close, his hands caressing her up and down. He felt incredibly fortunate to have won the heart of this fairy-like beauty; it was a stroke of luck. Thinking of her noble yet lonely background, he felt both love and pity.

Gongsun Ruyan shyly closed her beautiful eyes, leaning back slightly to get closer to him. Her hot body writhed, large beads of sweat sliding down her skin. She breathed heavily, letting out unbearable moans, her hands tightly clutching his body as if afraid he would suddenly disappear. A

faint, shy moan escaped Gongsun Ruyan's throat. Du Ke wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her up forcefully. Gongsun Ruyan opened her eyes and saw Du Ke smiling at her. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she buried her face in his chest. Du Ke held her fragrant shoulders, pressing his full, firm chest against her smooth skin. He felt her nipples harden amidst the tenderness, sending shivers down his spine.

Gongsun Ruyan felt both nervous and excited, beads of sweat glistening on her hot skin. "Mmm!"

She let out another high-pitched and seductive moan. Du Ke's hands roaming over her body fueled her burning desire. Suddenly, she felt those wicked hands, which had been on her sensitive, fair skin, slip down to her lower abdomen, seemingly wanting to explore further… Gongsun Ruyan instinctively closed her long, slender, and smooth legs tightly, her cheeks flushed red, her beautiful eyes shut, blushing with shame. Especially since her silk dress was already soaked; if Du Ke touched it, the shame and fear would make her want to disappear.

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