[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 2, Chapter 64)

Chapter 64 A Night of Passion in the Mountains

West Kunlun.

Plum Blossom and Moonless were on their way to gather herbs, traversing mountains and valleys in silence.

"Plum Blossom, where are we going today? What herbs are we mainly gathering?"

He had

been heading straight for a long time, trying to make conversation. Plum Blossom's face seemed frozen; she abruptly turned her head away, leaving him with her back.

He was thoroughly annoyed; this had happened several times along the way. Finally, he realized that Plum Blossom

wasn't going to talk to him. What's wrong now? When did I offend her? No!

He tried to figure out what was going on, asking several times, but Plum Blossom remained

silent bewildered and frustrated. He simply shut his mouth completely. Women, ah, they're so

unpredictable! Their moods change faster than turning the pages of a book! What's even more infuriating is that he didn't know why she was acting this way, and he

couldn't find .

Both of them wore long, brooding expressions as they walked up a rugged hillside,

seemingly preoccupied with each other's faults and their own grievances, their resentment festering within them.

Ahead, in a thicket of bushes, lay a large, ferocious snow leopard.

The two seemed completely absorbed in their resentment towards the person beside them. Wuyue, walking on the left,

turned her head to the left, while Meihua turned to the right, both displaying disdain for each other,

seemingly oblivious to the path ahead and the potential danger.

The snow leopard, its eyes sharp and trembling with fear, silently watched the approaching two figures,

its stomach rumbling. Alas! In these days of heavy snow blocking the mountains, wild sheep were scarce,

and even those were difficult to catch. They hadn't eaten in who knows how long, and these people were notoriously difficult to deal with

. But they were starving, and there was nothing they could do!

As the two passed by the bushes, the snow leopard suddenly roared and charged out, leaping towards

Meihua !

In a flash, Meihua, caught off guard, had no time to react, but Wuyue stepped forward, shielding her .

No matter how angry he was, he couldn't let her get hurt.

The snow leopard pounced on him, brandishing its claws and tearing at his body with a roar!

He instinctively punched the leopard's head and kicked its body, fighting back fiercely, trying his best to stay upright and avoid being knocked down,

otherwise, he would be in serious trouble.

Unfortunately, he slipped and was still knocked to the ground by the ferocious snow leopard, which clawed and

bit at his body and neck, causing him to scream in pain.

Meihua snapped out of her daze and rushed to help, unleashing her palm strike. Together with Wuyue, after an exceptionally fierce battle between man and leopard

, they finally killed the snow leopard.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Wu Yue was covered in wounds, scratches and bites everywhere, his entire body

a bloody mess, lying on the ground unable to get up, clearly his injuries were very serious!

Mei Hua knelt beside him anxiously, asking, "How are you feeling?"

Wu Yue tried to sit up, but due to excessive blood loss, his beautiful face flickered before his eyes, turning into a lingering fragrance, and his calls

sounded so distant. Was she gone? He tried to grab her hand, but couldn't grasp anything, his mind gradually

becoming hazy , and finally he fainted...

He didn't know how much time had passed before he slowly woke up. The crackling sound of burning dry branches made him feel less

cold than before he fainted.

His right side was warm, as if he were next to a fire. Opening his eyes, he saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear,

but many parts of his body were wrapped in gauze. His wounds were treated with some kind of magical medicine, cool and slightly itchy

.

His left side was completely enveloped in a warm and soft embrace, with a fragrant aroma wafting towards him. How

comfortable ! It must be Plum Blossom. To be treated so gently by her, even being hurt is worthwhile.

He struggled to lift his head. Plum Blossom was staring blankly at the campfire, the firelight reflecting in her clear eyes,

flickering with red light. Or perhaps, a raging fire was burning within her heart?

He struggled to speak, "Sister Plum Blossom, what kind of magic medicine did you apply to me? I don't feel much pain anymore."

Plum Blossom looked down and, seeing that he had woken up, choked back tears, "Your martial arts are not weak, how could you be so foolish? You actually used

your body to block the snow leopard? Why didn't you use your fists and feet to deal with it?"

Wuyue smiled with difficulty, "It was just that it happened so suddenly, and at that time I only had one thought in my mind:

it would be such a pity if such a beautiful woman were scratched by it, so..."

Plum Blossom sobbed, "I have been living in seclusion in the deep mountains and valleys, what does it matter if I am beautiful or not? It's because you were so badly injured!

Waaah..."

Wuyue shook his head, "How can it not matter? Sister's beautiful face intrudes into my dreams every night...

If you were to become like this now, wouldn't that be a terrible sight!"

Plum Blossom said excitedly, "I know you like me, I, I also... but, but I am so much older than you,

and..." He should know very well what she cared about, but he couldn't do it, so why did he have to do it this way?

Wu Yue said, "Sister, you're only in your early twenties. What does that age difference matter? As for... as for..."

She should know how important she was to him.

Mei Hua said softly, "Even without considering these factors, all my loved ones have left me.

My heart is dead... Ten years have passed, and we are separated by life and death. I don't think of you, but I can't forget you. A thousand miles away, your lonely grave is my only solace..."

Wu Yue looked steadily into her eyes and said with infinite affection, "I don't know how painful your past was,

but I feel that you are so young and shouldn't be so depressed. Life is short, yet also long. If you are willing,

I am willing to accompany you out of those unbearable memories. I will exchange my three lifetimes of fireworks for your one lifetime of enchantment."

Mei Hua's heart fluttered!

Her heart was struck by a sudden surge of emotion!

She thought her heart was dead, but why was it beating so... fiercely at this moment?

Just like when she was in her first love, when he gazed at her with deep affection, making her dizzy and confused!

As a descendant of a legendary healer, she could cure many intractable diseases, but her own heartache was beyond healing!

Could it be that the affectionate young man before her was the only cure for her heartache?

Her eyes were glazed over. At this moment, she no longer wanted to hide anything, gazing at him tenderly, time

seemed to freeze in that instant…

When Wuyue struggled to kiss her, she did not resist, lowering her head to offer her pale red lips, finally accepting his fiery passion.

Passion!

Amidst their deep gazes and entwined lips, a torrent of passion

surged forth, overwhelming her once-opened and tightly closed heart, leaving her powerless to resist!

Now that her blocked heart had opened for him, why couldn't she let him in?

Outside, the wind howled, but inside the cave, it was warm as spring, not only because of the campfire, but also because their two burning hearts had

become incredibly hot…

He kissed the beauty passionately, his arms holding her tightly, as if she would escape if he loosened his grip even slightly. Hearing Mei Hua

's intoxicating moans, he grew increasingly unable to control himself, and his own passion intensified. His hands gradually began to move,

gently caressing the beauty's alluring body…

In her dazed and confused state, Mei Hua felt Wu Yue kneading her buttocks, sending a tingling sensation

through her. She felt a hard object pressing against her lower abdomen, its heat palpable even through her trousers. Hearing his increasingly rapid

breathing , she clearly felt how much he needed her!

Her face flushed, she gently pushed Wuyue away, whispering, "No~ You have so many wounds, don't rub them open

..."

The last sentence was completely unnecessary; Wuyue hurriedly replied, "These little wounds are nothing!"

Meihua said shyly, "That won't do! We've only...we've only just begun, how can we...think about that?"

Wuyue's lewd hands had already climbed onto her soft breasts, taking turns

kneading . What was he thinking?

His right hand skillfully unbuttoned a button, wanting to slip his hand inside to caress her breasts.

Seeing that he was still clinging to her, Meihua said with some embarrassment and annoyance, "Do you just want my body? Were

all those words you said earlier just to coax me?"

Seeing the seriousness of the situation, and realizing he had indeed been too hasty, Wuyue quickly stopped what he was doing and said, "Of course

not , I just love Sister Meihua so much that I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry..."

Hearing his sincere words and pitiful appearance, like a child who had made a mistake and was anxiously

awaiting punishment from his parents, Meihua felt a surge of maternal love. She hugged him tightly,

kissing his forehead repeatedly, and said softly, "We have a long future ahead of us. Feelings can't be rushed... It's not that I

don't want to, but... I'm not ready yet. You're covered in wounds. Whether I carry you or hold you,

it will reopen your wounds. If you don't heal quickly, we won't be able to go anywhere."

Wuyue looked around and realized they were in a cave. The ground was relatively dry, so he asked:

"Where are we?"

Plum Blossom asked. "In a cave, not far from where you were injured. You were badly hurt, and since Plum Blossom Valley is

so far away, we carried you here to get medicine as quickly as possible."

Wuyue looked outside the cave; it was pitch black. "Is it already dark?" she asked .

Plum Blossom replied, "Yes, you've been unconscious for most of the day. We definitely can't go back tonight, so we'll have to spend the night in

this cave ."

The moon hung in the eastern sky, its bright light slanting into the cave entrance, forming irregular silvery-white patches on the ground.

Gusts of cold wind howled past outside the cave, while inside, a campfire crackled and burned. Warmth and cold were only a stone's throw apart.

The two leaned against the cave wall, huddled together, and hadn't spoken for a long time. When

lovers no words are needed; a single glance is enough for a spiritual connection.

Plum Blossom loved this feeling; she felt so fulfilled, so happy! She wished they could stay like this,

quietly leaning on each other, forever…

Years ago, she had leaned on him, in an unknown cave on Mount Hua, gazing at each other

silently . The boy before her was younger than he had been then, but what about her? Even if ageless beauty truly existed,

what meaning would it have for her?

In a moment of infatuation, he stole her first kiss, igniting the flame in her heart

. The young girl, in the throes of first love, offered up her precious virginity. The next day she went home with him, the third day they married, and then,

a . It seemed as if the heavens had cast some kind of spell; her heart was forever

filled with that soft little thing, leaving no room for anything else—it was flesh of her own flesh! What she cared about was no longer

whether he loved her deeply, but whether he cherished her baby.

The happy times of mother and child were joyful but short-lived; she soon lost her baby and he! From then on, only an empty shell

remained , at least that's what she thought until Wuyue rekindled the flame of love in her heart. A 　　wave of dizziness washed over her

, a warm, sweet, and deeply felt connection, as if from another world. The flame of love

burned fiercely in her heart; her passion, it turned out, had not vanished. Suddenly, as if sensing something, Wuyue took out a flute from her robes, brought it to her lips, and a melodious, ethereal sound rose from it. 　　The flute's sound was mournful, like weeping and lamenting, its melody poignant and moving. In the desolate mountain cave, on a chilling moonlit night, the endless, lingering longing was so beautifully poignant! 　　Meihua, deeply moved, softly sang along with the melody: "Meeting was fate, longing grows ever stronger, yet meeting is difficult. Mountains are high, roads are far, only the moon shines brightly across a thousand miles. Dissatisfied that our dreams of love have vanished, I captured your image, entrusted it to a wild goose, and sent it swiftly. Upon opening the letter, holding the photograph, I gazed upon it closely, and saw cherry lips, willow-leaf eyebrows, and starry, watery eyes, deep and enduring affection. How can I express my boundless love? I gaze gently southeast, and sing a song of 'The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate'." 　　The song, clear and poignant, was deeply moving—it was "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate." 　　The flute music faded, the song ended, yet a lingering echo seemed to resonate, refusing to dissipate... 　　The ancient, unyielding snow-capped mountains returned to their usual silence. No one spoke, for neither wished to disturb such a poignant and moving moment. 　　Their hearts drew closer, and a strange and unfamiliar emotion gradually arose within Wuyue, slowly replacing his desires and filling his soul. 　　Was this what true love was? He didn't know, but at least he would no longer deceive Meihua; he only wanted to cherish her, protect her, and keep her safe from any harm... 　　Meihua, on the other hand, was even more aroused by the touch of their hearts! Her body grew hotter, and she held him tighter, murmuring in a voice barely above a whisper, "Don't you want to kiss me? I like that feeling..." 　　Her lips parted slightly, welcoming the young man who had captivated her heart... 　　This kiss was deep and lingering; for Wuyue, it lacked some passion but possessed a tender, lingering quality. The tender affection brought about by the intertwining of lips and tongues powerfully aroused all the passion in the plum blossom, which gradually turned into a desire.

In her eyes, the fusion of soul and body was the most beautiful melody in the world; neither could claim to be more noble

or more vulgar.

Both seemed to want to pour their endless longing into their lips and tongues, conveying it fully to each other. They kissed until

their lips were numb and they could hardly breathe, then separated slightly, gazing deeply

into each other …

This continued for nearly half an hour, still inseparable, Mei Hua's soft moans growing

louder…

Perhaps it was from being too engrossed in their passion, or perhaps from blood loss, but Wu Yue felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. In his

hazy state, he faintly heard Mei Hua's soft murmur. "If you take my body, will you still love me like this? 　　　"

The voice was clear and ethereal, seemingly near yet very far. This was the last sentence he heard before falling into a dream.

He could no longer think of anything, and naturally, he could not answer.

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