[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 005)

Chapter 005 The Raging Queen

While Madam and Beifeng were frantically searching for Wuyue, Zhaiyue rushed in to

report a maid had seen Wuyue leave Qiushui Pavilion and meet the Second

Concubine in the back garden. The two seemed to be chatting happily, and then Wuyue followed the Second Concubine towards Peach Blossom Garden.

Madam was shocked! She knew that because her husband was stationed in Suzhou, Huayun had been celibate for a long time, and unlike

herself, she didn't have another lover. She remained celibate to wait for Wuyue, thus enduring loneliness. Huaying, on the other hand,

was a lustful and promiscuous woman who openly kept a handsome young servant named Lan'er in her Peach Blossom Garden

. Lan'er was fifteen years old, and the two addressed each other as mother and son. At night, they would embrace and have sex in bed.

It was unclear whether the young penis preferred to fuck the old cunt, or the old cunt preferred to bite the young penis.

The maids and servants often saw the Second Madam hurriedly pulling Lan'er into her inner room before dark every day,

locking the door and windows tightly. The Madam possessed profound inner strength; sometimes, when she strolled in the back garden after dinner,

she could faintly hear those heart-pounding cries coming from Peach Blossom Garden.

Now, upon hearing that Wuyue had gone with that harlot, she was instantly filled with anxiety. Normally,

she would be jealous if any of the concubines held her hand or exchanged a few words with her, but this time, that harlot Huaying had taken her away, potentially

deflowering the child. How could she not be worried?

She rushed to Peach Blossom Garden, gritting her teeth and vowing all the way that this vile woman dared to steal her most

cherished possession; she would punish her severely this time!

Upon arriving at Peach Blossom Garden, Huaying's maids, seeing that it was the Madam, dared not stop her. The lady rushed into the inner room,

only to find Hua Ying's bedroom door tightly shut. She licked a hole in the paper window and peered inside, only to see Hua Ying naked,

embracing and kissing Wu Yue. This flirtatious woman had even spread her legs, rubbing her sensitive genitals against the young boy

!

The lady was immediately stunned with anger! Unexpectedly, Hua Ying then changed tactics, teaching the boy a 69

position the middle-aged woman on top and the boy on the bottom, licking and stimulating each other's genitals. Before the lady could

recover, something heartbreaking happened…

Wu Yue's penis, stimulated by the middle-aged woman's licking and stimulation, not only became erect but also stood

stiffly between his legs. The lady had never seen his penis so hard before!

Although the lady was angry, annoyed, and jealous, she felt a strange itch in her lower body, gradually becoming wet, with a

feeling of excitement and stimulation. On one hand, she desperately wanted to stop the two, but on the other hand, her physical reaction gave rise to

a perverse thought—an urge to continue watching!

While the lady hesitated, she watched helplessly as Hua Ying, in a "child worshipping Guanyin" posture, straddled

Wu Yue's body, their upper bodies pressed together in a chest-to-chest embrace. Then, the middle-aged woman grabbed the boy's penis

and inserted it into her wet vagina, immediately beginning to thrust and sway her hips.

The lady felt as if the sky had fallen; her lower body was unbearably itchy, and her heart sank. Enraged, she

slammed open the door and stormed into the room, slapping Hua Ying across the face. She grabbed a sheet, wrapped Wu Yue in it,

and then, carrying him like a bird, flew back to

Qiu Shui Xuan. She rushed back to the bedroom, threw Wu Yue heavily onto the bed, and ordered Bei Feng and the others to immediately arrest

Hua Ying and imprison her in the underground palace's Repentance Cave.

Under Fei Shuang's interrogation, Hua Ying honestly recounted what had happened.

Of the four female guards of the Madam, Fei Shuang was the most ruthless. Appointed by the Madam as her chief executioner,

she was responsible for disciplining lawbreakers. Fei Shuang was not only incorruptible but also employed a variety of interrogation methods

; even top-tier martial arts masters couldn't withstand her torture, let alone Hua Ying! The Madam believed Hua Ying

wouldn't lie, and after verifying her testimony with Wu Yue, it seemed Hua Ying was telling the truth.

She had initially considered interrogating Wu Yue as well, hoping to teach him a lesson, but considering

Bei Feng 's situation, she abandoned the idea; she didn't want Fei Shuang to get involved.

After understanding the details of Wu Yue's disappearance, the Madam's jealousy and anger only intensified.

She ordered Bei Feng and Cai Hong to guard the inner chamber, forbidding anyone from entering.

She was in a terrible mood and didn't want to see anyone! She slumped heavily into the soft chair, her face ashen

, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

Her heart was breaking; she had never suffered such a devastating blow in her life!

Wuyue, who had been thrown heavily onto the bed by his usually doting wife, felt deeply wronged. Seeing her furious

expression, he burst into loud sobs. His wife, however, continued to breathe heavily, seemingly trying to vent her anger

, ignoring him completely and not even glancing at him.

Beifeng, who was guarding the outer warm chamber, heard Wuyue crying incessantly and, unsure of the situation, felt increasingly

anxious: "I wonder how Madam will punish him in her rage. I hope she doesn't hurt him! Wuyue

, please stop crying! Don't provoke Madam into a frenzy!" Since Madam had given strict orders, she

dared enter to investigate, her mind tormented, making it impossible for her to meditate and regulate her breathing.

This was a rare occurrence for her. After such a long and extremely rigorous mental and physical training,

her willpower had been forged as strong as steel. Though she was still in the world, her heart was as still as water. Nothing and no one in this

world could linger in her mind, let alone cause her such deep longing.

However, about a year ago, all of this gradually crumbled. Humanity, like seeds in spring soil, will surely sprout and grow strong

with the nourishment of sunshine and rain…

Wuyue's cries became hoarse, and Beifeng felt a chill run down his spine—this was an ominous sign! The lady couldn't bear to

hear him cry like that!

Sure enough, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the inner room, like a giant volcano suddenly erupting: "You

shameless thing, how dare you keep crying like this! I'll beat you to death! Ugh…" Finally, there was a wild, frenzied

growl!

"Crackling sounds~ Bang bang~ Thump thump~" Terrifying loud noises came from the inner room, along with Wuyue's hoarse

cries!

Beifeng's heart was torn apart! Just like many times before, she knew

how fierce , and she wished she could bear all the blows herself!

She rushed in without hesitation, pulling Wuyue tightly into her arms,

shielding him completely with her back and limbs. She endured the furious roars of the madam behind her, her fists and feet raining down upon him.

Crimson blood trickled from the corner of her mouth; she knew she would suffer many more terrible wounds, but she didn't care…

because she knew that besides herself and the eldest young lady, no one dared, and no one had the strength, to shield him from

the madam's violent and uncontrolled blows. The eldest young lady had married far away to Yangzhou at the beginning of the year. Only the eldest young lady in the manor could stop the madam's

reckless actions . After her marriage, Beifeng's pressure had increased considerably, and he could only use his body to bear the brunt for Wuyue.

Perhaps due to the special training she received from childhood, her sense of self was extremely weak. Before, she only knew

of the Madam; now, there was another, and the latter's importance was growing...

No matter how brutal the training Beifeng had undergone, no matter how high her martial arts skills or how strong her resilience,

passively enduring the Madam's relentless, venting beatings finally broke her, and she collapsed to the ground!

The eerie red light in the Madam's eyes gradually faded, and a strange, savage pleasure lingered amidst the relief after the venting!

It was this perverse pleasure that drove her to commit such horrific acts time and again. There was no way around it; someone like her was only

suited to survive on the battlefield and in bloody carnage. In times of peace, she couldn't unleash the immense energy within her, like a living volcano.

Wuyue dared not cry anymore. He tried his best to carry Beifeng to the warm pavilion outside so he could quickly find a doctor to treat her

injuries . However, Beifeng was almost as tall and strong as his wife, more than half a head taller than him, making it difficult to carry her.

By the time he placed her on the bed in the warm pavilion, he was already panting heavily. After recovering a little, he hurriedly called out to the door,

"Sister Zhaiyue, come quickly!" A wave of overwhelming sorrow washed over him, and he couldn't help but sob uncontrollably, burying his face in Beifeng's body.

Zhaiyue and the others dared not enter the inner room, but they dared to enter the warm pavilion. Seeing that their eldest sister's injuries were particularly severe this time, they quickly

summoned the doctor from the manor's elite guards for emergency treatment.

After the doctor applied medicine to Beifeng's wounds, Wuyue sat by her bedside the whole time. He himself had also received a lot of medicine and

was wrapped in bandages, but those were injuries sustained before his wife's volcanic eruption, so they weren't too serious. Beifeng's injuries were

a hundred times more severe than his!

He was accompanied by Zhaiyue and Caihong, but Feishuang came in to take care of him for a while before leaving alone. Perhaps in her

opinion, Wuyue deserved to be beaten, and his elder sister didn't need to protect him. Zhaiyue pressed her palm against his back and used her internal energy to check

for any internal injuries.

Tears still clung to his face as he sighed, "Sister Zhaiyue, I'm fine. You should still

check . Don't let the external injuries heal but leave behind internal ones."

Zhaiyue gestured towards the bedroom and whispered, "We know how to take care of Eldest Sister. She's

suffered much worse injuries fighting the enemy. She'll be fine after five or six days of rest. You should go inside and try to appease Madam. If it

weren't for Eldest Sister, your life might be in danger. It's really worrying!"

Wuyue cautiously walked to the bedroom door, peeked out, and then withdrew, shaking his head with lingering fear,

"I think it's better to stay away from Godmother... Sigh~ Uncle Sai and Aunt Lixiang should be going back to their parents' home by now. I really miss

them." There was something he couldn't say, but it kept lingering in his heart: "If only Uncle Sai's family

had adopted !"

In the middle of the night, Beifeng woke up and hurriedly struggled to get up to check his injuries. It took the three of them a lot of effort

to get him to lie down again.

"Sister Beifeng, are you in pain?" Wuyue asked with great concern.

Beifeng grabbed his hand, then quickly let go, shaking her head. "This little injury is

nothing to me. I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest. But you... with your personality, you're really not suited to stay here. Why don't you have Zhaiyue and the others send you

to Yangzhou to seek refuge with the young lady?"

Wuyue shook his head. "Just focus on recovering. Don't think about it too much. Madam won't agree, and what would my status be if I went

to the Su family?"

Beifeng frowned. "But if things continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you anymore."

Wuyue and the other two stayed up all night. Madam sat upright in the bedroom until dawn, her anger, the burning desire,

and her guilt all vying for power. Based on past experience, it was probably the latter...

For the next few days, Madam refused to eat or speak to Wuyue, keeping him locked in the bedroom and forbidding him

from leaving. Zhaiyue and the others dared not enter the bedroom. He was hungry, but no one served him food, so he had to eat leftover dried fruit and

candied fruit to stave off hunger. After that, he could only starve. No one washed his dirty face or changed his dirty clothes.

Worse still, no one dared to speak to him. He was pitifully huddled in his room, filthy all day.

This wasn't the first time Wuyue had encountered such a situation. His treatment and status in the mansion were

closely . The world was full of snobbish people; when the lady treated him well, everyone rushed to flatter him; when she treated him

coldly, these same people kicked him while he was down, wishing they could trample him underfoot. Zhaiyue and Caihong were exceptions, of course, but

how could they dare to provoke the lady at such a time?

These past few days had been difficult for everyone—the lady, Wuyue and Beifeng, and Huaying and the others were

all in the same boat. But as the saying goes, "The one who tied the knot must untie it."

Three days later, in the middle of the night, in the early winter, the wind was cold and the dew was heavy. Wuyue got up, took a quilt, and

covered the lady, who was pretending to sleep in a soft chair.

This gesture deeply moved her, and she thought, "This child still cares about me after all. I would be

willing to die for him!"

She couldn't help but pull his small body into her arms, softly recounting all his faults, and of course, his

deep remorse: "But no matter what, I shouldn't have hit you like that. Sigh~ I can never shake this habit

of mine. Once I get angry, it's like I'm possessed; I can't control myself. Only a good beating can vent my anger." She then carefully

examined his injuries; even a bruise made her heart ache for a long time, as if someone else had hit him.

Of course, if someone else had actually hit him, no matter who it was, that person would be dead by now!

At this moment, she was no longer the martial arts overlord who could stir up storms, nor the violent Rakshasa

Queen, but the most tender of mothers.

Wuyue's eyes reddened. "I'm fine, but Sister Beifeng suffered terribly and is still in bed today."

The lady said dismissively, "Don't worry, these four girls have been trained to be resilient. This injury

is nothing to her. Have you forgotten that time in the Dragon Pool Grand Canyon, when Beifeng was wounded by five swords and still managed to kill more

than thirty experts and force the enemy to retreat?"

He certainly hadn't forgotten that time they'd fallen into Tianmen's ambush. Beifeng had fought a bloody battle right outside the carriage window,

a horrifying sight!

He always carried a faint, sweet, milky scent, like orchids and musk. It was extremely rare for a man to naturally

exude a fragrance, and even rarer for a boy his age to do so.

Moreover, this scent was unique; it greatly stimulated a woman's maternal instincts, seemingly possessing an

irresistible and incredibly potent aphrodisiac effect. No matter how chaste a woman was, she couldn't resist it, and

there was no antidote.

Only Wuyue, this uniquely handsome young man, possessed this scent. For all the women who fell for it,

the only antidote was to win his love—the antidote of love.

Beifeng, the fourth female guard of the Lady, had cultivated for twenty years like an ascetic to establish her Daoist foundation,

what Daoists call the "heart lock." This heart lock allowed them to maintain a state of "tranquility and emptiness" amidst the rampant materialism of the world

, turning them into emotionless, fearless, desireless, and

soulless walking corpses who only knew how to obey their master's commands. Their bodies felt little pain, making them

terrifying in battle!

This heart lock also stripped them of their humanity, freeing them from the seven emotions and six desires of mortals, from all

worries , fears, and heartbreaks. Therefore, they were strong, resilient, unwavering, and absolutely loyal—

qualities the lady needed. Beifeng, as the leader of the Four Guards, possessed the deepest cultivation.

Yet, even Beifeng, after having her heart lock broken by this fragrance, became more sensitive, more

sentimental . The emotions and soul that Wuyue had rediscovered were now completely attached

to him. He became the master of her soul, and his every move, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness affected her heart.

She became dependent on him and developed desires and needs. She needed the antidote of love to be freed from the boundless sea of suffering.

This exotic fragrance, emanating from Wuyue in the lady's arms, continuously wafted into her nostrils, arousing

her intense maternal love and further solidifying the aphrodisiac's miraculous effects. The lady, aroused by this scent, felt her breasts swell, her

nipples swell, and the itching in her lower body grew increasingly unbearable, occasionally releasing

wisps of nectar. She felt her underpants were about to be soaked…

She couldn't resist lowering her head to kiss Wuyue's lips. The endless intertwining of their lips and tongues was so exquisite, the tender caress

so intoxicating: "Wuyue, you little devil, you're making me feel so uncomfortable…" Her

slender hands slipped into his trousers, grasping his penis, gently stroking it, skillfully teasing it. The lady's

crimson lips moved to the boy's eyes, eyebrows, and then to his ear, her breath sweet and gentle, like a soft sob. The whispered

words were even more alluring: "I want you... I need you more than that slut Hua Ying.

Why hard as it is with her? Do you like sluts like her? Fine! Tonight I

'll be a slut, a slut even more slutty than her. I can give you pleasure you can't even imagine..."

Wu Yue's bright eyes stared directly at the lady's beautiful face, which was both charming and delicate. He shook his head

firmly : "You are not a slut, never! You are my godmother, my master, and

the woman I love most. I will never make you angry again. I will love you for a lifetime!"

These words brought tears to the lady's eyes, and she was deeply moved. Women love to hear sweet words, especially when they

come from his mouth!

She was overwhelmed with emotion and completely forgave Wu Yue's mistake. However,

after a three-day cold war with the lady, Wu Yue was still somewhat apprehensive and dared not be presumptuous. How could his penis stand up

?

The mother and son not only reconciled but their relationship deepened, with the wife's complex and intense love for him growing even

stronger.

However, one problem led to another. Just two days later, on another full moon night,

the night The wife lay beside Wuyue,

her face flushed and her heart pounding with desire from the faint yet persistent milky scent emanating from him. The various physical sensations made her feel tormented, and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The wife rested her chin on her hand, her almond-shaped eyes filled with spring, appearing charming and alluring in the candlelight. Her eyes were hazy as she

quietly looked at the sleeping Wuyue. He had a face like a silver vase, a nose like a hanging gall, and lips like painted cinnabar. His large,

clear eyes seemed to have a captivating power. With his red lips, jade-like face, bright eyes, and well-defined eyebrows, he resembled a celestial prince,

far surpassing the mortal prince Zidu. He was truly a celestial being, unparalleled in the world.

The lady gazed at his little face every day, yet she felt she could never get enough of it. She sighed inwardly, "This child

is a woman's little devil; even asleep, he's so beautiful! Strangely, as he

grows, that milky scent he usually only has on babies

hasn't disappeared or faded; instead, it's become more pronounced and more pleasant!"

She felt an increasing itch in her private area, her vagina constantly wet. She would clean it and change into clean

underwear, but it would soon become wet again, never truly dry. She had already changed her underwear three times in one night. The lady thought

to herself , "What's even stranger is that his milky scent always makes me irresistibly urge to breastfeed him

; it's like the most potent aphrodisiac in the world, with no antidote. As he grows, his body

exudes... The drug's effects seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Especially lately, every time I smelled this scent, my breasts and nipples

swelled up more and more, and the itching down there became more and more intense—it was practically itching right to my core!

With my cultivation level, I could withstand any aphrodisiac, no matter how potent, and even if I couldn't, I could

easily expel its effects from my body using my internal energy. But the magic of this milky scent was irresistible to me, and I couldn't expel it from

my body . Heavens! There really is such a powerful aphrodisiac in the world! And as far as I can tell, "the one who tied the knot must untie it,"

this aphrodisiac has no antidote; the only antidote is the person who tied it. Any woman who frequently smells Wuyue's body fragrance can only relieve the physical itch when she has intercourse with

other men, but she cannot get rid of the deep-seated itch in her heart.

The lady's thoughts wandered, and she became increasingly agitated, finding it even harder to fall asleep. She had no choice but

to get up and stroll to the back garden to clear her head. Since no man would dare to come in, she didn't even

bother to change her clothes, wearing only a bra and panties, and draped in that semi-transparent red nightgown.

The night was deep and the wind was cold, the weather extremely frigid, but the lady's internal strength was profound, making her impervious to heat and cold. Greedily inhaling

the cool air of the garden, she felt refreshed. She stretched her limbs, as if wanting to

embrace the faint fragrance of plum blossoms and the cool air. At this moment, she needed the chill of the garden to slightly alleviate the burning desire in her

heart and the restlessness throughout her body.

However, to her great surprise, not all men dared to trespass into this back garden. For example, Wuyue

was a frequent visitor here, though he could be ignored by the lady. But there was a serious problem:

Wuyue wasn't the only one who dared to come, and this person absolutely could not be ignored.

So, when the lady strolled to the edge of the plum grove, just as she was about to step along the flower path towards

the plum pavilion surrounded by a vast sea of plum blossoms, she immediately realized she had made a mistake. Although she couldn't see

anyone from a distance, the aura emanating from the lady told her that someone was in the plum pavilion, and a very young

man at that!

She glanced down at her appearance; she was certainly not suited to meet a man in this state. But the Plum Pavilion

was different from other places. Who was so audacious as to trespass into Wuyue's private, forbidden area at night?!

Enraged, she disregarded her thin clothing and quickened her pace towards the Plum Pavilion. She was determined to teach this audacious fellow

a lesson !

At the edge of the Plum Pavilion, she finally saw the uninvited guest—none other than

the servant boy Huaying had kept in the Peach Blossom Garden!

She vaguely remembered that Huaying had always called him Lan'er. Huaying was currently imprisoned in the Underground Palace's Repentance Cave, suffering

and repenting for her transgressions. She never expected this servant boy to dare to run around recklessly, even trespassing into the Plum Pavilion!

Enraged, she slapped Lan'er hard across the face, sneering, "Hmph! How dare you!

Who gave you permission to come to the back garden? And you even dared to come to the Plum Pavilion! Didn't anyone

tell you that no one is allowed here?"

She then kicked him, sending him sprawling to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

Knowing Lan'er couldn't fight, the lady didn't intend to kill him, only to throw him into the water dungeon,

so she hadn't hit him too hard. Even so, half of Lan'er's face was swollen, bearing a

clear handprint, and the spot where he'd been kicked was throbbing with pain!

Lan'er grimaced, struggling to his feet for a long time. Seeing that his wife was still furious, and fearing she would

suffer further, he hurriedly went to the steps of the Plum Pavilion, picked up the teapot from the burning charcoal stove,

poured a cup of freshly brewed tea, and offered it to her with both hands, saying, "Please calm down, Madam! I know that one cannot enter the Plum Pavilion

without permission, but seeing that the plum blossoms are in full bloom tonight, a rare and beautiful sight, I brought my own tea set to these

steps to enjoy the plum blossoms. I didn't dare to step into the pavilion, much less touch anything inside. However,

I am guilty of trespassing into the back garden. I know I was wrong, and I beg Madam to be lenient!"

"So he does know a thing or two, and understands that one cannot enter the Plum Pavilion without permission," the madam thought to herself, her anger

subsiding considerably. The tea had a unique and refreshing aroma, unlike anything she had ever tasted before. It was clearly not an ordinary

tea, and even she, a connoisseur of tea, couldn't help but admire it. Her expression softened slightly, and she nodded, saying, "

It's good that . However, while you may be spared the death penalty, you can't escape punishment. I'll throw you into the water dungeon for a year or

two later! I want you to remember forever that this back garden is not a place for you!"

Lan'er knew what it was like to be locked in the water dungeon; it was hardly better than death. She quickly prostrated herself on the ground

and kowtowed repeatedly, "I know my sins! But whatever punishment you give me, please don't lock me in the water dungeon

! I'm scared!"

The lady took a small sip, her tongue swirling around for a moment, and said noncommittally, "Hmm! Your tea-making skills are first-rate.

Who taught you?" As Lan'er poured the tea for her, she had already released her spiritual sense, silently observing the changes in the aura emanating from Lan'er

.

Qi, also known as aura, is a flow of energy generated by the activity of the human body's organs. All living people emit it,

including those who don't know martial arts. However, the signal of qi is extremely weak, and its energy varies from person to person; the higher one's internal strength,

the stronger their qi energy. Currently, only a handful of people in the martial arts world can detect this energy, almost all of them passing it down from her

master's lineage. The lady is the first among them, followed by Zhou Yun, the eldest daughter of the Zhou family, the four female guards

, and of course, the mysterious and unpredictable Master of Tianmen.

The qi aura emanating from Lan'er was extremely chaotic and fluctuated erratically, with

particularly intense fluctuations around her head and chest. The lady concluded that he was clearly hiding something. She thought, "What poison in this world could

possibly stop me? I'd really like to see what this child is up to!" She slowly drank it down.

Lan'er opened her eyes wide and watched as the Madam drank the tea before respectfully replying, "It was Second Aunt who taught

me."

The Madam had roamed the martial world for many years, and her status as a martial arts master wasn't solely due to her unparalleled

skills ; it also stemmed from her meticulousness and resourcefulness. Although she didn't take Lan'er's little tricks seriously,

she didn't dare to be too arrogant. After the tea entered her throat, she used her astonishing inner strength to hold it in place and then used her internal energy to examine herself,

finding no poison, before swallowing it with peace of mind.

Lan'er poured another cup of tea for the Madam, respectfully saying, "Second Aunt has always been fond of this, so

Lan'er learned a little bit from her. Since Madam finds it quite good, please have a couple more cups."

The ever-observant Madam noticed that the second cup of tea Lan'er poured was from a different teapot

. The two teapots were placed side by side on the tea stove, identical in appearance, color, and decorative stripes,

making it difficult to distinguish them.

The lady picked up the teacup, first inhaling the aroma, then taking a small sip, and slowly swirling

the tea —the standard procedure for tea tasting. The second cup tasted almost exactly the same as the first, but she

could still detect a very subtle difference: the second cup had a slightly stronger, delicate fragrance, but the aftertaste wasn't as lingering

as the first.

The meticulous lady used her inner energy to examine the tea again, finding no poison, and drank it down,

a slight unease creeping into her heart: "No wonder. I clearly sensed this child was up to something, yet he so enthusiastically invited me to taste tea;

he'd probably do something to the tea. But there's absolutely no poison in it! Does this fellow know my power and

dare not use such a petty trick in front of me?"

The lady shook her head self-deprecatingly, thinking, "What's wrong with me tonight? My mind is so

chaotic ! Could it be that subconsciously I hope Lan'er will drug me so he can seduce me, which

is why I keep suspecting he might do something to me? But surely not, right? I'm not that kind of person, and besides, my senses

have never failed me!"

Thinking this, the lady felt her mind in turmoil, unable to sort out her thoughts. She

scoffed and said to Lan'er, "With Hua Ying's meager skills, what kind of good disciple could she possibly teach? I bet that harlot only knows how to

teach you bedroom skills!" Saying this, the lady blushed, and her heart inexplicably fluttered slightly.

Lan'er blushed deeply, stammering, "Madam... this... I... I..."

but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Because Lan'er had managed to make Hua Ying scream so wildly, the lady herself had vaguely heard it while

strolling . Therefore, she was curious about the boy and wanted to

compare him to Wu Yue.

Under the bright moonlight, the lady quietly observed Lan'er. Although he was handsome with delicate features, possessing

a face that women found attractive, and his smile was quite charming, his demeanor and the hint of wickedness between his brows made him far inferior to Wu Yue in both appearance and

temperament !

After all, in her heart, Wu Yue was always incomparable and unique, let alone such a

lowly .

Seeing his current self-conscious expression, the lady found the boy quite endearing. Even the wickedness hidden between his

brows seemed to become a kind of allure for her, and her heart couldn't help but

flutter slightly.

Looking at Lan'er's anxious face, the lady smiled slightly at him: "Don't be too nervous.

According to the ancestral family law, your second concubine and I, having done such a scandalous thing, should have been thrown into a pig cage and

drowned. But since Huaying and I are sisters, I'll be lenient this time and won't pursue your

affair any further."

Lan'er was overjoyed and prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "Thank you for your mercy, Madam! I will

repay your kindness even if I have to be a cow or a horse in my next life!"

Ever since Huaying's incident, he had been living in fear, afraid that the lady would punish him as well. Lan'er

knew that his affair with his second concubine was entirely at the lady's mercy. If she were to punish him according to the family law, he

would certainly not escape the death penalty, and it would be a very tragic one.

So for the past few days, he had been trying to escape, but this inner courtyard, seemingly unremarkable, turned out

to be a place where hidden masters lurked. Those seemingly ordinary fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls were all

surprisingly skilled in martial arts, and he was no match for them. Not to mention the head steward, Granny Li, and her servants, they were

all martial arts masters, almost all capable of holding

high positions like the chief protector of a gang in the martial arts world.

There were also dangers unknown to Lan'er. The inner courtyard was riddled with traps, hidden weapons, and ingenious formations, so

ingeniously designed that it was difficult to discern their secrets. Beautiful flowers and verdant leaves could also become deadly

weapons, making them impossible to defend against. So he tried several times, but each time he was caught by

the Not only could he not escape, but he was also beaten and bruised each time.

When a person is desperate, they often resort to desperate measures. Lan'er was no exception. Knowing that his

life was entirely in the hands of his mistress, he set his sights on her. He knew very well how formidable his wife was; no

poison could escape her keen eyes, and even if poisoned, she could quickly expel it from his body using her internal energy.

Coincidentally, his hometown had a plant called the Albizia julibrissin, which blooms in pairs. The two flowers growing from a single Albizia julibrissin plant each

have a yellow and white base color; the yellow flower is yin, and the white flower is yang. They resemble daffodils, but their colors are far more vibrant and beautiful, making them

one of the rarest and most exotic flowers in the world, truly magnificent and unparalleled among flowers. The fragrance

of perfectly balanced, and has a long

-lasting aftertaste. There is a unique traditional process in the area that can extract the essential oils from the yellow and white flowers separately, making them excellent condiments.

These two essential oils, when added individually to dishes or drinks, taste wonderful and contain no toxins whatsoever. However,

when mixed together, they become the most potent aphrodisiac in the world, irresistible even to the most virtuous and chaste woman!

He always carried these two essential oils with him. He knew that his wife's greatest passion was tea; she had to taste

the finest His second concubine was particularly skilled in tea brewing and loved collecting

famous teas from all over the world. The water she used was also extremely particular, of exceptional quality—either various flower dews collected by her maids or

spring water brought back from famous springs. In her eyes, even Baotu Spring in Jinan was only of average quality.

Whenever his second concubine brewed a new and excellent tea, his wife would always be the first to taste it. Therefore, even though his second concubine's

private life was not exactly virtuous, his wife often turned a blind eye, and the sisters maintained a good relationship. If it were any other concubine,

she would have been arrested and drowned in a pig cage long ago.

Therefore, Lan'er decided to tamper with the tea. He had mastered the art of tea brewing from Hua Ying, and by adding two kinds of

mimosa flower essential oils, the tea would have a unique aroma, greatly increasing the success rate of his plan.

His wife often strolled in the back garden in the evenings. In early winter, when the plum blossoms were in full bloom, the Plum Garden was his favorite

place . So he chose to wait here, brewing tea every night at dusk for several nights in a row,

adding a drop of different essential oil to each of the two teapots, and waiting there. Tonight, she finally appeared.

The two teapots were not poisonous when drunk alone, and the lady naturally wouldn't notice anything wrong. But the lady drank

a cup , and Lan'er succeeded!

However, at this moment, he felt no joy of success, but rather fear: "I've really outsmarted myself

! I've planned everything, but I never expected that the usually ruthless lady would be so magnanimous this time,

willing to let me go! This is a good thing, but the lady will find out about the poisoning sooner or later, and I'll die an even more gruesome death then

! What should I do?"

Thinking of this, he looked up at the lady, and saw that her originally snow-white cheeks were flushed, her eyebrows

and eyes were full of spring, her red lips held a hint of lust, and her pair of watery, alluring eyes were looking at him with a half-smile.

He knew that his wife was deeply poisoned, and even if she used her internal energy to expel the poison, it would be difficult to remove it completely. Unless she

had intercourse with a man immediately, there was no cure.

He gritted his teeth, thinking, "Sigh! I've already done it all. What's the point of telling her the truth now? Will she forgive me for poisoning

her? Impossible! I'll die right now! Since I've already done it, the die is cast, I have to gamble

! Hopefully, I can win the Madam's favor and escape death. At the very least, I can live a little longer, right?"

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard the Madam continue, "However, that vile woman Hua Ying dared to seduce Wu Yue.

I will never let her go. I'll make her suffer, even if she doesn't die! Also, if she doesn't die, you two

should be more discreet about what you do in the future. Tell her not to make such a loud noise. There are several concubines living in the inner courtyard.

It's already hard enough without the Master around. If you two make such a noise, won't we suffer even more..."

After saying this, even she herself was shocked. She never expected these words to

come !

She had already carefully checked the tea and found no poison, so she

hadn't even considered the possibility that she might have been poisoned by aphrodisiacs, let alone thought about using her internal energy to expel the poison!

She was thinking, "Sigh! It's all because of Wuyue's milky scent, making me feel so uncomfortable. Plus, I

'm ovulating these past few days, so that's why I'm acting so strangely in front of him, right?"

She was very puzzled and lost in thought when suddenly Wuyue's loud wailing came from her bedroom!

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