[Hetu][Heavenly Demon][Episode 8 Chapter 2]

Chapter Two: First Encounter with Lan Yue
"Look, didn't I already find you a concubine? It's unlucky, but at least she's from a respectable

family , isn't that better than those vixens?" As she spoke, she glared fiercely

at the woman with the foxy appearance.
Comparing a beggar-like woman to a courtesan? How many so-called virtuous women are as

understanding and ? Many of the onlookers chuckled. Dissatisfied with this treatment, the courtesan ignored

her and flirted with Yang Cun, simultaneously stretching her slender waist and thrusting out her proud breasts, making the lustful

men drool.
No need to say more, her actions spoke volumes. Yang Cun, however, looked with scrutiny.

Hmm, her bust was indeed impressive, but his sharp eyes noticed the woman wearing a bandage around her soft breasts—

a remedy for sagging.
Something that had been played with by too many men might not be as alluring as it appeared. With just

one glance, Yang Cun lost interest and couldn't help but find it a little amusing. How could he be so bored? He'd

rather go back and rest than waste time watching this spectacle.
Shaking his head, Yang Cun was about to leave when an unidentified object

hurtled . His expression immediately turned cold, and he stood frozen in place.
"What?" The man being berated in the crowd paled. After all, he was a man; how could he be

publicly insulted and pointed at by a woman? At home, he might let her have her way, but to be humiliated

like this infuriated him. He still cared about saving face. Seeing his wife pull the filthy woman into

his arms, he was enraged. He shoved her hard and sneered, "Help me take a concubine? You make it sound

so nice. You want a woman who sold herself to bury her father to warm my bed? What do you take me for?"
The man pushed her forcefully, and the delicate woman immediately fell to the ground. She dared

not say anything, only covering her face and sobbing silently.
"Manager Li, I think you should go home."
"That's right, don't worry your wife."
"Who says otherwise? You can't lose your livelihood for a prostitute..."
The men didn't even bother to spare a pitying glance for the plain-looking, slovenly

woman; they only surrounded the man called Manager Li, making fun of him. His words sounded like concern, but the

hidden sarcasm was something no man with any sense of justice could tolerate.
The man was indeed enraged. The throbbing veins on his forehead proved he was enraged. Pointing at the shrew's face, he

launched into a tirade: "If you like this beggar, send him to warm your brother's bed.

I'm definitely going into this building today. If you dare utter another word, see how I deal with you when we get home!"
The woman was stunned by her usually docile husband's sudden outburst. Just

as , she heard a gasp from the crowd.
"Ah... watch out..."
It was a woman's voice, a scream that was also melodious and captivating, possessing a unique charm

. Following the sound, the crowd looked up and saw a

woman with delicate features and a veiled face standing on the second-floor observation deck of the bustling garden.
"That's the 'Moon-Gazing Maiden' from this Drunken Life Garden..." someone immediately called out the woman's name,

and the crowd erupted in murmurs.
"Miss Lan Yue has extremely high standards for her clients; she refuses to see anyone she doesn't find attractive. I never expected to have the honor of catching a glimpse

of her beauty, what a stroke of luck..." Judging from the voice, this must be a pedantic scholar. What talk of finding someone attractive?

Everyone knows this poor scholar can't afford to frequent brothels.
"Hmph, just a whore, what's with the high and mighty act? I'll go up there and teach this vixen a lesson

."
The burly man, arrogant and with the

typical nouveau riche look, didn't seem like the type to cherish women. If that beauty were to fall into his hands...
tsk tsk tsk, some couldn't help but shake their heads in regret.
While everyone's eyes were fixed on the beauty, her gaze remained fixed on one place. Unnoticed by others, what flew

towards Yang Cunfei was an exquisite embroidered shoe. However, just an arm's length from his face,

a gleaming dagger shot out from the shadows, piercing the shoe with remarkable precision before shooting out and

being caught cleanly in the hands of a middle-aged man. The embroidered shoe shattered into pieces, fragments flying everywhere.
The face hidden behind the thin veil revealed no emotion, only the flickering light in her eyes betrayed the strangeness within her.

Shi Jingtian, who had personally destroyed the embroidered shoe while mingling in the crowd, coldly watched the woman who had suddenly appeared upstairs, his vigilance heightened.
Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable. Although Shi Jingtian was trained in medicine, he had learned considerable martial arts from

his father-in-law While not on par with ordinary martial arts masters, dealing with this minor matter was no

problem for him.
Throughout the entire process, Yang Cun's expression remained unchanged, a slight smile playing on his lips as he stared intently

at the beauty until her figure disappeared. Even then, Yang Cun's feet remained motionless.
As he expected, the woman reappeared at the gate moments later, causing quite

a stir. Everyone scrambled to curry favor, hoping to gain her attention. Lan Yue, her eyes fixed straight ahead,

walked .
Her peach-colored pleated skirt was embroidered with delicate flowers, elegant yet luxurious. Her beautiful eyes sparkled,

capable of captivating men with a single glance—except for Yang Cun.
It wasn't that Yang Cun wasn't a man, but his keen senses sensed something amiss.
With each swaying step, a subtle fragrance wafted, brazenly entering Yang Cun's nostrils; he caught a whiff of a

sensual scent. This woman was young, yet possessed the allure unique to mature women. If they were to play around in bed

, it would surely be quite arousing, but he genuinely had no such desire for the time being.
The woman stopped when she was an arm's length away from Yang Cun, at the spot where her embroidered shoe had broken. Only

then realize that one of her feet was barefoot, covered only by a sock.
Interesting, truly interesting. This woman was perhaps even more interesting than he had imagined. Yang Cun chuckled inwardly,

his smile widening.
"This humble servant accidentally dropped her shoe, disturbing you, sir. Please forgive me," Lan Yue said gracefully.

She knelt, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness, and her voice was like heavenly music, melting one's bones. She

wore a low-cut dress, exposing her fair and alluring collarbone. Because of her squatting posture, her

cleavage seemed endlessly tempting, yet somehow completely hidden.
Half-concealed, half-revealed—that was the ultimate seduction. That seemingly incredibly sexy expanse of white skin, yet not even a cleavage

was visible. This girl was well-dressed; she attracted attention without being at a disadvantage.
This woman was a vixen. For Yang Cun, at his age of youthful passion, such temptation was undoubtedly most

deadly. He really wanted to drag this woman back to the inn without hesitation, strip her naked, and cherish her. A burning heat stirred in his lower abdomen

; under Lan Yue's seemingly unintentional seduction, Yang Cun felt his blood rushing faster

.
A beautiful woman was certainly alluring, but risking his life was surely not worth it. The distance from

where she first appeared wasn't far, but it wasn't short enough for a frail woman to easily throw an

embroidered shoe over. Therefore, Lan Yue must be skilled in martial arts, and she was specifically targeting him.
Yang Cun had this certainty the moment he saw her. Who sent her?

Prince Ding? Prince Rong? Or…? Unconsciously recalling Xiao Jiu's words, Yang Cun felt a chill run down his spine…
His mind raced, but his face remained composed, unlike his usual lecherous self; he was

remarkably self-disciplined. "You're too kind, Miss. It's alright." He bowed his head in response, and as he turned away, he indeed saw

disappointment in Lan Yue's eyes.
It wasn't intense, just a slight hint, fleeting, as if it had never existed.
Everyone loves beauty, and many are willing to be philanderers, but that wasn't Yang Cun. He had no shortage of

women ; the petite and adorable An sisters, the gentle and charming Gao Lianxin—weren't they all the most delightful things in the world? This

rose might be poisonous, a single prick could be fatal. It's best to leave it to someone else;

I, Yang, am not that lustful.
Yang Cun had only taken a few steps when he heard that heavenly voice again: "Please wait, sir."
"Hmm? Is there something else, young lady?" Yang Cun turned back, a smile playing on his lips. Those who didn't know him would surely think he was a humble gentleman, just

like his expression.
"Sir, I don't blame you, but I feel guilty. If you don't mind, I'll prepare wine for you another day

.
"
These words immediately drew gasps of surprise. If being hit by a shoe could win a beauty's

favor , why did that shoe fly in his direction? The men watching erupted in a frenzy, their eyes

filled with resentment and envy as they stared at Yang Cun. The air was thick with sourness.
"Alright," Yang Cun replied curtly, and left. The moment he turned back, his kind smile froze. Yang

Cun hadn't uttered a single word about his identity, not even revealing his name.
However, he was certain that Lan Yue would find him.
A farcical scene of catching someone in the act of adultery was abruptly averted by the appearance of the Lan Yue sign at the brothel, as if it had been

deliberately orchestrated to ensure Yang Cun would eventually see Lan Yue. Yang Cun didn't bother to dwell on it and continued his stroll.
The bustling streets were teeming with people, with young women and wives occasionally passing by carrying paper umbrellas. This misty

Jiangnan region was never short of beautiful women, and Yang Cun simply appreciated them without harboring any impure thoughts. After all, being called

a beauty was merely a matter of high quality; a rare gem like Gao Lianxin was not something one could easily find on the street

.
Of course, this was also related to the person who had been secretly following him in the crowd.
Stalking and surveillance? Here we go again? Yang Cun smiled knowingly. He was new to Hangzhou, and the only person who would

go to such lengths for him was probably the model young man Zhao Qinyun. There's no such thing as a peaceful feast; tonight's event

might really be a trap. Unable to fathom the Prince's intentions, Yang Cun thought perhaps he could use this opportunity to probe his intentions and inquire

about the poisoned corpse. He wondered how long Long Chi, with his troublemaking nature, would remain

quiet .
Thinking of Granny Liu inevitably brought to mind Gao Lianxin, and Yang Cun couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart, a smile

playing . Should he buy her something? Women, after all, always need a little coaxing. Seeing

a gold and jade shop nearby, bustling with people, Yang Cun was about to step inside when his casual glance stopped

him.
A few steps from the shop's steps, kneeling was a ragged, emaciated woman, wearing

a , with a straw stuck in it. Her head was slightly bowed, her face covered in grime, making it impossible to discern

her features.
The straw in her hair signified only one thing: prostitution. The white silk flower…
what attracted Yang Cun's attention was definitely not pity; that was superfluous to someone as unkind as him.

Perhaps a little pity might suffice for a beautiful woman, but a female beggar… he had neither the time nor the inclination. He only

felt the kneeling woman looked somewhat familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was the woman the shrew had accused of buying as a concubine for

her husband .
Hadn't she already been bought? Why was she selling herself here? He initially didn't want to pay her any attention, but then the woman

looked up and met his eyes. Her large, tearful eyes, clear and bright, were filled with helplessness and sorrow, instantly touching

the softest spot in Yang Cun's heart.
This woman, though not particularly attractive, had beautiful eyes, Yang Cun thought to himself. He walked over anyway.
Upon seeing Yang Cunxing approach, the woman quickly and respectfully kowtowed, her face streaked with tears as she choked out, "Master, please buy me

..."
"Hmm? Wasn't someone already buying you?" Yang Cun raised an eyebrow, cautiously observing her. This

woman possessed no internal strength, truly as frail as her face suggested.
As if recalling something earlier, the woman suddenly reddened her eyes, two clear tears sliding down her cheeks. She lightly wiped them away with her

sleeve , truthfully replying, "Replying to Master, the master of that other family thought I was unlucky and returned me."
Looking at the refined-looking Yang Cun, the woman boldly embraced his leg, sobbing and pleading, "Master,

I beg you, I can endure hardship, I can do any dirty or strenuous work. My father is still lying in the temple, if he isn't buried soon,

I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
Her pitiful appearance, though not a beauty, evoked pity in those who saw her. Yang Cun's

eyes flickered, unsure if this was another trap.
"If prostitutes won't do, then beggars?" The person behind this is truly dedicated, going to such lengths for him. He scoffed,

a cruel smile creeping across his face as he bent down: "What benefit would I get from buying you? Are you still a virgin?"

It wasn't that Yang Cun was deliberately trying to think indecently; rather, he himself was a lewd man.
His words were rather sharp, and the woman's face indeed turned deathly pale. She lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought,

looking quite conflicted. Finally, she bit her lip, making up her mind. Without answering, she rolled up her sleeve to her arm

.
A vibrant, bright red mark appeared on the inside of her arm, contrasting sharply with

the skin on her arm, which was far more beautiful than her face, shimmering before Yang Cun's eyes.

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