The conspiracy hidden deep within the Guo family mansion

"Has Master Guo and Madam not gotten up yet? They usually have the habit of getting up early to practice their martial arts. But it's already past noon, and I still haven't seen them. It's strange."

The young maid waited for a long time in front of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's bedroom, but the doors and windows

of their bedroom were tightly closed, and the surrounding area of the Guo residence was unusually quiet. The maid couldn't help but feel puzzled. "Master Guo, Madam, are you there?" The maid walked to the bedroom door, mustered up her courage, and knocked on the tightly closed door. She then asked softly, "Master Guo... Madam..."

This maid had worked in the Guo residence for a long time, and Huang Rong had personally given her an elegant name: "Mo Lan". Since Huang Rong gave birth to Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, Mo Lan has taken meticulous care of Huang Rong's daily life, and the relationship between mistress and servant is very good. Mo Lan knows that Guo Jing, the great hero, lives mostly in the military camp, but Madam Guo lives in the Guo Mansion. Moreover, Madam usually gets up and busies herself before dawn every day, never having the habit of sleeping in late.

"Perhaps... Madam went to bed last night when she wasn't in the mansion," Mo Lan couldn't help but guess to herself. "If they're both not here, I'd better go in and clean up as soon as possible."

Mo Lan knocked on the door again and said in a louder voice, "Master Guo, Madam, Mo Lan is coming in." Seeing that there was still no response from inside the room, Mo Lan dared to actually reach out and push the door open.

With a "whoosh," the sunlight from the courtyard rushed into Guo Huang's bedroom, dispelling the darkness inside. Mo Lan tiptoed into the room, and the first thing she saw was a pile of men's and women's clothes scattered on the floor.

All sorts of shirts and trousers were scattered along the doorway, the wooden table, and all the way to the couch in front of the large bed. Piles of clothes and shoes were scattered on the floor, and Mo Lan even saw men's and women's underwear mixed in.

Looking at the mess, Mo Lan thought with a hint of disbelief, "Master and Madam are always so neat and clean; why have they left their clothes like this before? Today's events are too strange!"

What struck Mo Lan even more astonishing was that even the undergarment Guo Ye had given to Madam was wrinkled and filthy, tossed in front of the bed. Mo Lan knew that Huang Rong cherished this undergarment and never allowed the maids to wash it. No matter how busy the war was, this token of their love was always taken care of by Huang Rong herself; even Mo Lan couldn't do it for her. But now, this exquisite little bodice was coldly and heartlessly discarded on the ground, covered in dust and grime, a stark contrast to the Madam's usual treasuring of it.

The bedroom was unusually messy, but with the maid's keen observation, she noticed that more and more strange things were happening in the Guo family's bedroom today. Not only were the cups and plates scattered on the table, but even the candles that had been replaced yesterday were now burned out, and the rarely used bed curtains had been lowered, the veil obscuring the scene on the large bed.

"This scene... something's not right... it seems that Master Guo and Madam were both here last night..." Mo Lan's heart pounded wildly. Looking at the large bed with its tightly closed curtains, the maid could vaguely guess why the two hadn't woken up yet.

Although Mo Lan was still a virgin, before entering the Guo family, she had worked as a maid in an official's household. The wealthy official she served was incredibly extravagant and dissolute, not only indulging in debauchery with his wives and concubines day and night, but also frequently harassing the maids and servants. Fortunately, Mo Lan was young and naive then, thus avoiding the harassment of her former masters. However, under the influence of that environment, Mo Lan inevitably gained knowledge and understanding of matters of love and sex. Moreover, after her masters' sexual intercourse, Mo Lan had to help change the beds and wash clothes, doing things that filled her with shame.

Fortunately, since Mo Lan entered the Guo family, Guo and Huang had never asked her to do such sordid things, thus sparing Mo Lan a burden of hardship. At first, Mo Lan thought that Guo and Huang were shy and embarrassed to ask servants to handle such private matters between husband and wife. After all, martial arts practitioners are not like high-ranking officials, and Guo and Huang preferred to do many things themselves, let alone cleaning up the mess after their intimate moments. So, although Mo Lan had been serving Guo and Huang for a long time, she still did not do the dirty work of washing clothes and changing beds as she had done when serving officials.

However, as Mo Lan served in the Guo household longer, the maids gradually realized that Guo and Huang were rarely together and had no free time to enjoy the pleasures of their private quarters. Seeing this loving couple who worked hard for the country and its people, Mo Lan naturally felt even more admiration for Guo and Huang's spirit of loyalty to the country. On the other hand, Mo Lan, being a woman herself, couldn't help but feel sorry for Huang Rong when she saw the beautiful and delicate Madam suffering from lovesickness and loneliness night after night.

"I regret teaching my husband to seek fame and fortune," Mo Lan had seen Madam Guo repeatedly write this unfinished poem on paper. The poignant and lingering sorrow within it captivated even the young and innocent Mo Lan. But this was ultimately a private matter between husband and wife, and outsiders shouldn't interfere. Therefore, although Mo Lan felt immense sympathy for Madam Guo, she was powerless to help. She could only secretly keep an eye on the couple's situation, hoping that one day she could do the chores of washing their bed and changing their blankets.

Perhaps it was a case of heaven rewarding those who persevere, for the strange occurrences in the bedroom now hinted that the renowned chivalrous couple might have shared a passionate night of intimacy. Mo Lan, thinking of Huang Rong, who had waited months for Master Guo, was finally reunited with her husband, and naturally felt both happy for her and a little shy. Guessing that the couple were enjoying a rare moment of tenderness together, Mo Lan naturally didn't want to disturb them. She secretly planned to tidy up the clothes that had fallen on the floor and then quietly leave.

After Mo Lan began folding and arranging their clothes, she went to the bedside and picked up the last item on the floor—Master Guo's personal undergarment—and the events of the previous night immediately became clear. If Mo Lan's earlier suspicion that the Guo and Huang couple's affair lacked concrete evidence, then this undergarment served as proof of the erotic scene that

unfolded here last night. The fabric, which should have been as smooth as silk, was now dry, stiff, wrinkled, and filthy. Parts of the undergarment were still ambiguously stuck together, requiring Mo Lan to painstakingly pull and smooth them out before she could untie it. However, after smoothing out the wrinkles, Mo Lan discovered that the once vibrant crimson undergarment was now covered in water stains that would make any maid blush with shame. These palm-sized, milky-white stains were not unfamiliar to Mo Lan, but the maid had never encountered them in the Guo household before. This stained undergarment was the most convincing evidence of the aftermath of their passion.

Mo Lan blushed and her heart pounded, thinking, "Heavens! So much... so filthy... can Madam still wear this undergarment?" Staring at the shameful stains on the undergarment, the young maid, in the prime of her youth, was filled with erotic fantasies: imagining Madam's alabaster-white body covered by Master Guo's strong, powerful frame, a scene of passionate lovemaking. The two must have been deeply in love last night, enjoying countless nights of passion, and were still fast asleep.

Holding her bodice, Mo Lan was lost in thought, imagining whether her mistress, during her climax last night, had ejaculated on Master Guo's body, on their bed, or... on the bodice Mo Lan held in her hands. At

the prime of her youth, the more Mo Lan's thoughts wandered, the more she felt an indescribable tingling and throbbing sensation within her, making her body burn with heat. Mo Lan was sixteen years old, a time when she was most impulsive and curious about matters of the heart. Looking at the low-hanging curtains, a strange thought suddenly occurred to her: "I wonder if my mistress is currently embracing Master Guo intimately..." The couple were usually dignified and polite, never showing any affection in front of outsiders. Even in the quiet of the night, I had never seen them engage in any intimate behavior. Now that no one was around, and Master Guo and his wife were still fast asleep, how could I not take advantage of this beautiful moment to peek at them for a moment?

Although she shouldn't be spying on her master's privacy, Mo Lan was young and eager for pleasure, and Master Guo and Master Huang rarely

consummated their marriage. Now that she could see how these famous chivalrous couple were tender and affectionate after their marital relations, how could the little maid not seize this opportunity to feast her eyes on the shy state of Master Guo and Master Huang? With this mischievous thought, Mo Lan could no longer restrain herself. She walked hesitantly to the large bed and was about to lift the curtain in front of it.

Before the bed curtains were even drawn back, Mo Lan could already smell a sweet and sour scent. Having served the lady of the house during her baths and changes, she knew that Madam Guo was blessed with a naturally alluring fragrance from childhood. But the fragrance emanating from the bed now carried another, inexplicable, and captivating aroma. This alluring scent was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, yet possessed an indescribable seduction that made the young maid's heart pound and her face flush. Mo Lan

forced herself to remain calm, and with a restless, playful heart, slowly drew back the right side of the bed curtains…

There are things in this world that should never be discovered, some secrets that should never be revealed, and some privacy that should never be exposed.

"Ah!..." Deeply shocked by the scene before her, Mo Lan, though somewhat prepared, still couldn't help but cry out in extreme shame. She immediately covered her mouth with her hand, but forgot that she was holding that extremely filthy undergarment...

Her eyes were filled with a seductive, spring-like scene, her mouth and nose still buried in the undergarment, smelling its lewd scent. This stimulation was beyond what a pure-hearted young maid could bear. Mo Lan couldn't describe her feelings at this moment; she only knew that the dignified and virtuous image of Madam Guo in her heart had been shattered by what she had seen today.

The man and woman on the bed were both completely naked, without a single piece of clothing. Although they had spent the entire night in passionate lovemaking, their bodies remained entwined, inseparable. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, how could Mo Lan have believed that the woman on the bed, so gentle and submissive, was the same shrewd strategist, Lady Guo, who usually led the heroes?

At this moment, the woman's snow-white body lay on her side at the edge of the bed, her jade-like back facing outwards. Her left leg was stretched out flat, while her right leg was slightly bent and gently rested on the man's lower body. Although the woman's ample thighs covered most of the man's lower body, they still couldn't prevent his thick, erect penis from entering Mo Lan's eyes. Although the penis had already feasted on the beauty, it was still like an untamed serpent, its dark red tip flicking its tongue beneath the woman's fair thighs, exuding a ferocious arrogance.

"So big..." This was Mo Lan's honest reaction upon seeing the man's lower body, followed by another thought: "As expected of someone who practices martial arts, so strong... such a big penis... I wonder how Madam can handle it..." The lewd and infidelity fantasies that had just surfaced in her mind naturally caused Mo Lan to cast her gaze deep between the woman's buttocks. Just as Mo Lan had expected, her vulva, saturated with dew, remained a seductive peach-red. Her labia, so thoroughly plucked, still couldn't close, making her entire private area resemble a flower ravaged by a storm—both stunning and pitiful.

"Heavens!" Mo Lan exclaimed involuntarily, a surge of shame washing over her. "Madam's private parts are so swollen and red! Guo Jing... he's really too heartless..."

From beginning to end, Mo Lan believed the lovers embracing in bed were Guo Jing and Huang Rong, because she had only lifted the right side of the bed curtains, exposing only their lower bodies! The left side, covering their upper bodies, remained untouched!

Mo Lan's gaze traveled from the lady's rounded ankles upwards, along her long, firm legs, all the way to her full, high buttocks. However, the maid's greedy eyes could no longer penetrate above the lady's naked body. A thin curtain blocked her view, simultaneously concealing the man on the bed, allowing their shocking and scandalous affair to remain a secret for the time being.

Perhaps Mo Lan feared the sunlight outside would shine directly on their faces, waking "Guo Jing" and Huang Rong; or perhaps Mo Lan was already deeply moved by their sensual and entwined lower bodies, making her unwilling to pull back the left side of the bed curtains. Gazing at their naked lower bodies, the maidservant was contentedly lost in her own fantasies, imagining how affectionate and tender "Master Guo" and his wife had been the previous night.

After a long, long time, Mo Lan reluctantly withdrew her gaze from their naked bodies. She silently prayed that "Master Guo" and his wife could remain as loving and devoted as they were today, forever an enviable couple.

Mo Lan quietly lowered the bed curtains on the right side. Feeling that she had finally witnessed the loving intimacy of the Guo and Huang couple, the maidservant happily left the bedroom to continue her duties elsewhere.

If...

if the right-hand curtain were also lifted...

if Mo Lan learned the truth, what would she think? Would she be shocked?

Surprised? Disappointed? Disappointed? Or angry? Annoyed that the lady had destroyed her hopes for chastity and love? Or angry at that presumptuous lecher, hating him for defiling the lady's body? In any case, it wasn't a bad thing that Mo Lan didn't lift the left-hand curtain. This way, Huang Rong would forever remain the celestial maiden in the little girl's eyes, forever chaste and inviolable.

And the charming Huang Rong, still soundly asleep, had no idea of the perilous situation she had just faced. Her personal maid, Mo Lan, was only one step away from discovering her affair with Yelü Qi. The shameful affair between herself and her son-in-law would surely be spread far and wide. It was truly fortunate that the two of them had escaped this ordeal today!

After a while, Huang Rong finally woke up slowly. Feeling herself naked and intimately clinging to a man, Huang Rong initially instinctively thought it was her beloved Jing-gege sleeping beside her. However, the inexplicable weakness in her body and the shy, burning pain in her vulva seemed to remind her of the extraordinary experience of the previous night.

Huang Rong carefully turned her head, afraid that even the slightest movement would wake the still-sleeping man beside her. Glancing at the man beside her, Huang Rong felt that everything still felt like a dream, unreal. That young, handsome face was so familiar, yet it felt strangely unfamiliar to her. She and this young man were like master and disciple, like mother and son, yet they had unexpectedly become intimate.

Huang Rong recalled the time she first met this young man: Guo Fu was being held hostage by the Valley Master Gongsun, and the heroes were helpless, but Yelü Qi came to her rescue, instantly making Huang Rong feel favorably towards him. She found him to be reserved and mature, more trustworthy and reliable than many men his age. At that time, relations between the Song and Mongol dynasties were strained, and many heroes, soldiers, and generals opposed the Guo family taking a descendant of a Mongol noble as their son-in-law. Even Guo Fu, who had always been quite fond of the two martial arts masters, was initially reluctant to accept this marriage. Despite this, Huang Rong defied all opposition and married this Mongolian man. Perhaps this was because her beloved Guo Jing had also grown up in the desert, and Huang Rong hoped that Guo Fu, like her, would marry someone worthy of her lifelong commitment.

Originally, the Guo family was harmonious and united, everything was so peaceful and perfect. But after Guo Jing and Guo Fu left the Guo household, only Yelü Qi, Huang Rong, and the two little ones were often left at home. Xiang'er and Polu were mostly at the academy, undoubtedly giving the father-in-law and son-in-law more opportunities to be alone. Huang Rong spent her days with Yelü Qi, teaching him the Dog-Beating Staff Technique and Beggars' Sect duties, and comforting him after being abandoned by Fu'er and becoming despondent. The two, already often alone together, found their relationship increasingly ambiguous. After Huang Rong offered to masturbate her son-in-law to relieve his lust, the two had already crossed the moral line between mother-in-law and son-in-law. For months, Huang Rong had been stroking his penis with her hands or clamping her legs between his, unaware that this was tantamount to playing with fire. The heroine's long-dormant body was thoroughly aroused each time she committed adultery with her son-in-law. Under the young man's fervent pleas and Huang Rong's self-destructive influence, the stunning beauty finally succumbed to the immoral act with her son-in-law.

Looking at Yelü Qi sleeping on her husband's pillow and under his blankets, while she shamelessly slept naked in his embrace, a wave of guilt welled up within Huang Rong. Her beloved Jing-gege had been lying peacefully in the same spot beside her not long ago. Poor Jing-gege could never have imagined that in just a few short months, his beloved wife would be sleeping in his bed with another man.

"Adultery!"

These words flashed through Huang Rong's mind. These words were filled with debauchery, depravity, infidelity, and impurity, completely unrelated to the renowned Lady Guo and the chivalrous Huang Rong. But her actions last night truly made her resemble a flirtatious, wanton woman, shamelessly engaging in adultery with a man other than her husband.

"Adulteress!"

No, she was far more despicable and vile than an adulteress, because the man she had an affair with was her son-in-law! Her disciple! That was a heinous crime of incest and patricide! In the Song Dynasty's criminal law, adultery was punishable by exile at best, and execution at worst—nothing could be more severe.

Lying in bed, Huang Rong's consciousness gradually returned, and her self-reproach and guilt grew even stronger.

Last night, in the heat of passion, Huang Rong and her son-in-law's illicit affair had only brought pleasure, ecstasy, and climax.

Today, after the passion had subsided, their ill-fated relationship had only brought shame, guilt, and remorse.

Piecing together the fragmented memories of last night, Huang Rong felt that every single recollection was utterly repulsive. Every lewd action and every wanton word she uttered felt strangely unfamiliar to Huang Rong. She had

always been so reserved and restrained, so self-disciplined, when she and Jing-gege were in bed together. Even the slightest bit of heavy breathing or moaning, or the most wanton posture or expression, would fill Huang Rong with shame. But last night, when her son-in-law Yelü Qi was indulging in wild passion with her, she was completely uninhibited, displaying a passionate, unrestrained, and alluring beauty in front of him. Yelü Qi seemed to be able to see through the secrets of her body; his caresses aroused her desire, and his thrusts drove her into a frenzy of losing herself, causing Huang Rong to succumb to extreme excitement and lust several times.

Last night, Huang Rong could act like a young girl in love, flirting and offering herself to her lover;

last night, Huang Rong could act like a courtesan, wantonly seeking pleasure from her patrons.

All sorts of shameful and seductive behaviors, she did them all naturally in front of her own son-in-law. This unrestrained and uninhibited debauchery in the bedroom was something she had never experienced with her husband, Guo Jing. Even Huang Rong herself could not have imagined that the pleasures of the boudoir could be so intoxicating and soul-crushing, capable of driving one mad with lust. Yelü Qi seemed to possess a strange and alluring magic, easily stirring the wildness hidden deep within her, making her recklessly engage in all-night lovemaking with him.

Although the chivalrous woman was ashamed to admit it, the man most compatible with her was actually her daughter's husband, Yelü Qi!

And what made Huang Rong feel most ashamed and embarrassed last night was that, under Yelü Qi's storm-like fucking, she had tacitly allowed her son-in-law to ejaculate inside her. Huang Rong knew perfectly well that bearing children and continuing the family line was her sacred responsibility as Guo Jing's wife. How could she so easily indulge in momentary pleasure and accept another man's sperm? Before she and Yelü Qi consummated their union, she had repeatedly warned her son-in-law that they must not cross this final moral line. Although Yelü Qi had reminded her again before ejaculating, who knew that the end of their wicked desire would be Huang Rong's own lack of willpower? In the end, it seemed as if she herself was encouraging her son-in-law, inviting him to let every last drop of Yelü Qi's sperm be injected into the depths of her womb.

"Rong'er, oh Rong'er! Are you out of your mind? He... he's just a child!" Huang Rong stared at Yelü Qi, who was still fast asleep beside her. He looked even younger and more childish as he slept soundly. After all, he was a generation younger than her, and to have such an incestuous relationship with such a young man made Huang Rong feel that what had happened last night was absurd.

Looking closely at his still-childish handsome face, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh that she was already a mother, and how could she be worthy of such a young man? Yelü Qi and her daughter Guo Fu had a bright future ahead of them. Although there was a slight rift between them now, they would surely reconcile in the future. As the mother-in-law, she should try to reunite them, not continue their transgressions and depravity to indulge their lust.

For the future and happiness of everyone in the Guo family, she must rid herself of this companion of lust and steer their relationship back on track.

She was born a member of the Guo family, and she will die a member of the Guo family!

She was Jing-gege's first wife, and she must never let another man touch her body again!

Although she had made a grave mistake last night, Huang Rong, now that the tide of lust had subsided, finally regained her reason and chastity, and was wholeheartedly determined to remain chaste and virtuous for her husband and children.

Huang Rong got out of bed, quickly and neatly dressed, and tidied her appearance and attire, ensuring that there were no traces of last night's lovemaking on her face and body, before waking her son-in-law, Yelü Qi.

Without giving her son-in-law a chance to speak, Huang Rong suppressed her overwhelming shame and blurted out her desire to remain chaste for her husband. Facing this man with whom she had a fleeting, ambiguous relationship, Huang Rong felt a strange tension, even her speech became somewhat slurred. However, she knew that if she didn't take this opportunity to clarify things, the two of them would only continue to wallow in their affair, and the harm to everyone would only deepen.

After Huang Rong finished speaking, she carefully observed Yelü Qi's expression, hoping that her decisiveness wouldn't cause him too much harm.

Huang Rong had initially assumed that a young man experiencing celibacy for the first time would desperately try to win her back, even resorting to threats and harsh words, if he knew it was just a one-night stand. However, to her surprise, Yelü Qi's reaction to her advice was remarkably mature and calm. He not only agreed that the two had committed a grave mistake the previous night, and that incest between father-in-law and son-in-law was a grave breach of ethics, but also promised to treat Guo Fu even better in the future, so as not to cause his mother-in-law any more worry or trouble.

While Yelü Qi's response was unexpected, it also brought Huang Rong a sense of relief that a difficult problem had been easily solved. Despite their past physical intimacy, it seemed this ill-fated relationship hadn't diminished the genuine affection between mother-in-law and son-in-law. Moreover, Huang Rong had to admit that the intense pleasure she felt the previous night when they were joined in throes was truly intoxicating. Even Huang Rong, a seasoned married woman, was captivated, greedily clinging to her son-in-law for a second round. Huang Rong, of course, understood that it was no easy feat for a young man as impetuous as Yelü Qi to resist the temptation of the most powerful man in the world. Yelü Qi's gracious and polite response undoubtedly increased Huang Rong's affection for him.

On the other hand, when Huang Rong saw Yelü Qi agree with her and directly admit to the grave mistake he made the previous night, his face filled with shame and remorse no less than hers, this scene stirred an indescribable resentment within the heroine. The feeling was a mixture of loss, heartbreak, and frustration, a complex and confusing mix that Huang Rong couldn't immediately discern. Huang

Rong handed Yelü Qi the men's clothing folded by the bedside and turned her back to him, letting him put it on. While this action seemed to respect the separation of men and women, and imply that Huang Rong couldn't see her son-in-law dressing, the heroine's inner resentment was clearly visible on her beautiful face. Huang Rong truly didn't want her son-in-law to know the truth, so she used the excuse of watching him

change clothes (which she deemed indecent) to turn her back to Yelü Qi. Hearing the rustling sounds of her son-in-law dressing and the steady footsteps towards the door behind her, Huang Rong still dared not turn around, afraid that Yelü Qi would see her so delicate and sensitive and cause further misunderstandings. However, when Huang Rong heard her son-in-law's parting words, the intense humiliation and shattered pride finally brought tears to her eyes.

"Mother-in-law... your kindness to me... I will never forget."

With a soft "bang," the bedroom door was ruthlessly closed, separating the two men, each lost in their own thoughts.

Looking at the bright sunshine in the sky and smelling the fresh air in the courtyard, Yelü Qi smiled outside the door.

The self-reproach and guilt that had filled his face inside suddenly vanished. This smile was filled with indescribable pride, indescribable joy, and indescribable arrogance, making it hard to believe that the honest and sincere young man just moments before could smile so deeply, so sinisterly and chillingly.

"I really want to see my mother-in-law's expression right now!" Yelü Qi thought with a wicked smile. "This beauty has quite the pride, and she only pretends to be a virtuous woman after doing something like this! Hmph! I'll just have my way with you all night and then act indifferent to you. I'll see how long this little slut can keep up her act of chastity!" Yelü Qi knew all along that his mother-in-law wasn't heartless towards him, so the more indifferent he pretended to be about last night's events, the more he could hurt the pride of this peerless beauty, Huang Rong!

Moreover, he knew perfectly well how hurtful his parting "thank you" had been. His mother-in-law had risked her reputation and disgrace to have a physical and emotional affair with him, breaking all conventions. For Yelü Qi to so easily deprive her of her chastity with a simple "I will never forget your kindness" was to rob her of her lifelong purity. How could Huang Rong not feel resentment? Those words were deliberately meant to make Huang Rong feel like a prostitute, used and discarded by men after they had satisfied their lust. What pleased him even more was that Huang Rong thought his "thank you" was an unintentional slip of the tongue, unaware that it was Yelü Qi's strategy to deliberately provoke and tease her.

Yelü Qi had long anticipated that a woman as virtuous as his mother-in-law would feel extreme remorse for her first infidelity after losing her chastity—a sentiment he was very familiar with. If a man were to forcefully plead or persistently pursue her at this time, it would often backfire and annoy her. Therefore, Yelü Qi deliberately echoed Huang Rong's sentiments, not only feigning approval that the two should not transgress social norms or violate ethical principles again, but also promising that their relationship as mother-in-law and son-in-law would not change because of this incident. This tactic of feigning retreat to advance and playing hard to get was a method Yelü Qi had repeatedly used successfully, manipulating many women under his thumb.

In fact, he was very confident. There is a saying that "one night of marriage brings a hundred nights of kindness." This first-time, soul-shaking act of infidelity was something that Huang Rong could not simply forget on her own. If her heart were truly still and her chastity truly deep-rooted, why would she have turned her back to him and grieved in secret just now?

Such emotions are inherently contradictory and complex. Huang Rong, who had previously simply loved her husband, could not understand why she shed tears for her son-in-law's simple words of thanks. She only vaguely felt a sense of humiliation and betrayal, and a wave of inexplicable emptiness and melancholy gripped her heart tightly, making it difficult for her to control herself and causing tears to stream down her face.

Huang Rong's first experience of cheating on her husband not only allowed her to taste the ultimate pleasure of love between a man and a woman, but also gave her a complex feeling after her first act of adultery.

Her trembling heart couldn't help but think, "Could it be that my son-in-law and I can really go back to our simple father-in-law and son-in-law relationship? But...wouldn't it be wonderful if we could go back to the way things were before? Rong'er, Rong'er, you mustn't think

such things... Brother Jing...Brother Jing is your husband. Last night...was just...just a dream...a spring dream forever buried in your heart..." The heroine sighed softly, composing herself, and decided to stop herself from thinking such things. Now that her son-in-law had left, Huang Rong should go out to the Guo residence to see if Po Lu and Xiang'er would be returning from the study soon.

Just as Huang Rong was about to leave the bedroom, a series of troublesome things came rushing back. She suddenly remembered the two sets of neatly folded clothes! Recalling what had just happened, not only her own clothes were neatly arranged and folded, but even her son-in-law Yelü Qi's shirt and trousers were. Last night, after experiencing two orgasms under her son-in-law, Huang Rong was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. She had no energy left to fold clothes.

At that time, Huang Rong was focused on explaining and clarifying their relationship to Yelü Qi, and had no time to pay attention to such trivial details. But now, recalling the neatly arranged clothes, Huang Rong's recently relieved heart tightened again. She immediately thought that the only people who could freely enter and leave her room, besides her brother Jing, were her personal maid, Mo Lan. Just now, Yelü Qi's and her clothes had been neatly folded and carefully placed on the small wooden table in front of the bed—something her brother Jing could never have done.

The person who had entered was undoubtedly Mo Lan.

How could she let a third party know her unspeakable secrets? After all, her affair with her son-in-law wasn't just about their reputations; it also involved the entire Guo family. If such a shocking scandal were to spread, the Guo family would find it difficult to maintain their standing in Xiangyang and the martial arts world. Although Mo Lan was loyal to her, there was no guarantee she wouldn't gossip about it.

"My relationship with Yelü Qi is very deep. Although Mo Lan is very much to my liking, if she finds out about this..." Huang Rong gritted her teeth, feeling ashamed of her cruel and heartless thoughts: "Alas... I just hope she didn't see my... ugly state..."

Just as she was anxious and flustered, coincidentally, Mo Lan came to Huang Rong's bedroom again with lunch.

It turned out that the kind and good-hearted maid saw that the lady had been tormented by "Master Guo" last night, so she had obediently prepared several nourishing and yin-tonifying foods for Huang Rong to enjoy. Although Mo Lan knew that Madam had never liked this kind of medicinal cuisine, things were different now. If Madam's body, so "overworked and exhausted," wasn't replenished while she was at it, wouldn't it be a waste of "Master Guo's" health?

Truly, appearances reflect the heart. The moment the little maid, her mind filled with romantic thoughts, entered the room, the observant Huang Rong knew something was amiss. Today, the little girl Mo Lan blushed instantly upon meeting Huang Rong's eyes, her shyness overflowing. When Mo Lan entered the room, she lowered her head and remained silent, a stark contrast to her usual cheerful and talkative nature. Seeing the little maid's obvious change today, Huang Rong felt conflicted and, like Mo Lan, didn't utter a single word.

An unusual sense of suffocation filled the room. The mistress and servant were alone in the room, yet they didn't exchange a single word.

On one side was the mistress, filled with guilt, fearing her incestuous and immoral act would be discovered.

On the other side was the maid, feeling guilty for her thievery, not wanting her mistress to know she had spied on them.

The two, who had previously gotten along well and talked about everything, were now both lost in their own thoughts and silent.

After Mo Lan put down her food plate, Huang Rong finally couldn't help but break the silence, tentatively asking, "Lan'er... this morning, did you come in? Did you... clean the room? Did you... see anything?"

Faced with Madam Guo's barrage of questions, Mo Lan's pretty face instantly turned as red as a persimmon. When asked this, Mo Lan's mind was once again filled with the erotic image of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's lower bodies intertwined. Their naked bodies, intimately entwined, were filled with the sweet warmth that followed passion.

In this situation, should she directly admit to peeping, or should she just make something up?

Looking at Huang Rong, now neatly dressed, her appearance as dignified and graceful as ever, Mo Lan couldn't help but steal glances at the crotch of her wife's trousers. Even through the fabric, Mo Lan could clearly see Huang Rong's swollen, red labia, flushed with desire!

Mo Lan's burning gaze deeply stimulated Huang Rong's tense nerves. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together, as if resisting the maid's undisguised and blatant peeping. Her heart was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and she pressed on, "You...did you see everything? You know everything about me and...him...what did you see?"

Seeing that Madam Guo, who was usually unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, was so shy and nervous about the matter of "marital relations," the maid couldn't help but smile. She kindly comforted Madam Guo, saying, "Actually, Madam, there's no need to blame yourself too much. Master Guo is rarely home, and I see you always alone, which is truly heartbreaking. Last night's events... although... a bit crazy... weren't necessarily a bad thing. Madam, you shouldn't feel ashamed... such matters between men and women are perfectly normal, and I'm genuinely happy for you!"

Her words, though unintentional, were taken to heart by Huang Rong. Mo Lan genuinely wanted to comfort her, to reassure her about marital relations, and to encourage her to spend more time with Master Guo and enjoy life to the fullest. Her intentions were good. However, to Huang Rong, Mo Lan's words sounded like an excuse for her and her son-in-law's licentious behavior!

With a resounding "!", Huang Rong slammed her jade-like hand heavily onto the wooden table, instantly rising to her feet. Her beautiful face turned cold, her phoenix eyes filled with authority, and her commanding presence, exuding an aura of authority that commanded countless heroes and soldiers, immediately terrified Mo Lan, who knelt down, trembling as she said, "Madam... this servant deserves to die. This servant shouldn't have peeked... at you." She hesitated, never daring to tell the truth, only saying, "But when this servant came in... the wind... the wind blew up the bed curtains, and that's how... this servant saw your legs... but this servant only saw a small part of your lower bodies... and... I didn't intentionally peep..."

Mo Lan's trembling words reminded Huang Rong of how she and Yelü Qi had drawn the curtains to conceal their incestuous affair the day before. Although the curtains had been blown up by the wind, fortunately, Mo Lan had only seen their lower bodies. This meant the maid was completely unaware of her infidelity, and the heroine's anger subsided considerably. Huang Rong's tense nerves relaxed, and she slumped back into her chair as if she had lost her support.

"Thank goodness..." Huang Rong thought with relief, "My reputation has been temporarily preserved; it's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune." But then she thought again, she was upright and honest, and had never done anything wrong. After her one-night stand with Yelü Qi and the ensuing illicit affair, Huang Rong became terrified and even frightened in front of her own maid.

Her mind was heavy with worry. Although the medicinal food brought by Mo Lan was exquisite, the heroine could no longer eat. Moreover, Huang Rong had another worry on her mind, hesitating whether to ask Mo Lan for help.

The problem was embarrassing: her body still contained the semen of another man, and if she didn't find a way to cleanse it, Huang Rong would never have peace of mind. Although she didn't want to voice this, she remembered that Mo Lan had served powerful officials before entering the Guo family and might know about methods of contraception. Moreover, besides her own personal maid, Huang Rong really didn't know who else she could ask.

Huang Rong knew that the maid had mistakenly thought that it was Brother Jing who had made love to her last night, so Huang Rong simply went along with it and asked with feigned composure, "Lan'er...you also know that Brother Jing and I already have three children. At this time, Xiangyang is in turmoil, and I really cannot...become pregnant again. Last night...last night, he...that...that...all...all

inside..." Seeing that the usually cheerful and outgoing Madam Guo was actually acting shy and timid like a newlywed, Mo Lan couldn't help but find it amusing. Knowing that Huang Rong found such matters difficult to discuss, she knowingly continued, "I've heard of methods of contraception. It's said that placing musk on a woman's navel can prevent pregnancy. This kind of navel patch is called a 'belly-clearing patch.' However, I've heard that this belly-clearing patch not only prevents pregnancy but also terminates a woman's fertility, rendering her unable to conceive again. Furthermore, this belly-clearing patch needs to be mixed with other medicinal herbs to be effective." "This prescription has now been lost, so..."

Seeing the undisguised disappointment on Madam Guo's face, Mo Lan quickly continued, "Madam, don't worry, I know another method that might work. I've heard that if you wash a woman's vagina with saffron, it can stimulate the uterus, thereby causing her to expel semen..."

Just as Mo Lan was explaining the contraceptive method in detail, the maid didn't notice that Madam Guo's eyes suddenly lit up when she mentioned the name saffron...

No longer paying attention to the maid's words, Huang Rong's mind was filled with a short passage from Zhang Hua's "Natural History" that she had read on Peach Blossom Island when she was a child:

"Saffron, from Tibet; shaped like a chrysanthemum, color like blood. This medicinal flower can invigorate blood circulation, remove blood stasis, disperse stagnation, and relieve congestion. It was originally used to treat amenorrhea, blood stasis, and irregular menstruation in women. However, saffron has peculiar medicinal properties. Not only is it forbidden for women with excessive menstruation and pregnant women, but it can also cause uterine contractions, causing the vagina to expel semen."

Huang Rong was a beautiful young girl when she read this book of natural history. Unexpectedly, many years later, she could recite this passage about saffron word for word. Such a photographic memory and intelligence—besides the clever and resourceful Huang Rong, who else in Xiangyang City could do it?

Seeing Mo Lan still eloquently describing the benefits of saffron, Huang Rong couldn't help but smile. How could someone so young know so much about contraception? Huang Rong smiled, pursing her lips, "I really misjudged her. Another female strategist has emerged in the Guo family, and I was completely unaware. But Lan'er, how did you learn that saffron can prevent pregnancy?"

Seeing that her mistress was suspicious, Mo Lan's pretty face flushed slightly with embarrassment, her eyes sparkling with a dreamy light. Mo Lan replied, "When I served the government, many wives and concubines used this medicine to wash their private parts for contraception. That's where Mo Lan learned it. Of course, I've never used it myself... But I've heard people say that saffron is very effective. Even the emperor's harem uses it to wash their private parts for contraception, so I thought this medicine might be worth a try."

Huang Rong gently held Mo Lan's small hand, comforting the slightly frightened maid, and said softly, "Of course I believe you've never used this medicine... You're still a virgin, how could Madam consider you one of those disreputable women?" At this point, Huang Rong's face flushed, as if she was thinking of her current awkward situation. She coughed lightly and continued, "Then tell Madam where she can buy this saffron flower."

Seeing that Huang Rong wasn't pressing her about how she knew this method, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief and honestly replied, "Actually, although saffron is quite valuable, it's very common in Xiangyang now. I know of several pharmacies in the city where it can be purchased..."

Huang Rong knew she wasn't very familiar with the medicinal properties of saffron, and testing it on herself was far from ideal. However, since last night's passionate indulgence with Yelü Qi, his semen had been inside her for several hours. Huang Rong didn't want to become pregnant and give birth to an unwanted child for her son-in-law. If this flower could make up for her mistake last night, Huang Rong was naturally happy to try.

Huang Rong, holding Mo Lan's small hand, led her to the door and urged her repeatedly, "Quick! Go to the accounting office and get some silver to buy some saffron for Madam from the pharmacy. And... don't tell anyone else..."

Seeing Madam Guo's anxious look, Mo Lan was immediately amused and asked, "Then Madam... how much should I buy? Saffron isn't cheap..." But before she could finish speaking, Huang Rong had already half-pushed and half-shoved Mo Lan out of the bedroom.

The little maid stood outside the door, both amused and exasperated, watching Madam Guo quickly close the door. Standing outside the door, Mo Lan felt utterly bewildered, wondering what had happened last night to cause the usually composed Madam Guo to act so unusually. Then she heard Huang Rong's soft, charming voice coming from inside the room: "The more the better... Don't worry about the price... Just buy as much as you want... Hurry up and buy the saffron..."

After hearing Mo Lan walk away, Huang Rong's heart, which had been hanging in suspense since morning, finally began to settle. She leaned weakly against the door, reflecting on the ordeal of the morning; she had been quite frightened. Having to deal with Yelü Qi while ensuring Mo Lan hadn't discovered her affair, and simultaneously concealing her infidelity while searching for contraceptive methods, Huang Rong was overwhelmed and exhausted by all the mentally taxing conversations. She needed a good bath, not only to wash away the marks her son-in-law had left on her, but also to dispel her depression and temporarily stop thinking about her troubles.

The details of Huang Rong preparing her bath will be left aside for now.

Returning to Yelü Qi's story, after leaving his in-laws' bedroom, he grew increasingly excited and overjoyed at the prospect of finally being able to enjoy a romantic encounter with Huang Rong . He had spent a great deal of time and energy, and this beautiful mother-in-law, this previously unattainable concubine, had finally become his woman last night.

Yelü Qi had already decided to celebrate properly today, to rejoice that he had finally possessed the renowned beauty Huang Rong. He went to the stables, selected a fine steed, and leisurely rode out of the Guo residence.

At that time, the fighting in Xiangyang had eased somewhat, and many merchants took the opportunity to resume their businesses. Yelü Qi first went to a restaurant in the city and bought some exquisite pastries and game, as well as two catties of the finest women's red wine. He ordered the waiter to pack the wine and meat, and then carried them with him as he sped towards the south gate.

Along the way, there were many commoners, young and old, taking advantage of this brief period of peace to seek refuge in the south. Yelü Qi followed the crowd of commoners southward, but his splendid appearance, fine clothes, and strong horse made him stand out even more from these commoners.

Some disabled and weak old soldiers recognized this young man as Yelü Shaoxia from the Guo family of Xiangyang, and they took the initiative to come forward to greet him, taking this opportunity to curry favor with the great hero Guo and heroine Huang's son-in-law.

On the surface, Yelü Qi was humble and respectful, but as he looked at the people of Xiangyang who had benefited greatly from the Guo family, he thought lewdly, "If I told these people that I had slept with their most respected and admired Lady Guo, and that I had slept with that little slut all night, their expressions would be very interesting. Humph! These soldiers and commoners all worship their mother-in-law as a fairy or saint, but they don't know that a woman is ultimately just a woman. No matter how noble and dignified a woman is, in the end, she is nothing more than a plaything under my crotch!"

Whenever Yelü Qi compared himself to these commoners, he felt even more that he, a young man in his early twenties, was already eating the finest wine and meat, wearing the finest clothes, riding the finest horses, and playing with the finest women. Now, even Huang Rong, the heroine admired by everyone in Xiangyang, had been defiled by him. The young man was full of vigor and pride, as if he possessed all the good things in the world.

Yelü Qi followed the group of people south for a while before suddenly turning east, heading towards a vast, boundless bamboo forest. The lush green bamboo sea, its dense foliage completely blocking out any light, stretched out before him. Yelü Qi rode in, turning east and west, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The bamboo forest was filled with a sweet fragrance; surrounded by this verdant expanse, Yelü Qi felt a sense of peace and tranquility, all the worries of the world vanishing from him. He rode for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before the road ahead narrowed slightly. Yelü Qi then tethered his horse and began walking deeper into the bamboo forest.

As if he were already very familiar with the bamboo grove, he walked without hesitation towards where the bamboo was most abundant. The further he went, the more difficult the path became; in some places, he had to press down on the bamboo branches to pass. But Yelü Qi showed no signs of discouragement, continuing his arduous journey deeper into the bamboo forest. After

walking with difficulty for quite some time, the green bamboo seemed to be won over by Yelü Qi's perseverance, and gradually a narrow path appeared in its wake. This was the heart of a deserted bamboo forest, but the path had been cleared beforehand. The earlier obstruction by the bamboo seemed like a deliberate diversion to prevent unsuspecting intruders.

The path gradually widened, eventually revealing a clearing in the bamboo grove. In the center of the forest lay a verdant valley, a tapestry of vibrant flowers and lush green trees. This flat area was surrounded by green bamboo, the ground carpeted with verdant grass, and dotted with exotic flowers and plants. At the center of the clearing was a deep, clear, emerald-green pool, though not full, suggesting an outlet for the water. Apart from the gentle murmur of the water, the surroundings were peaceful and serene—a veritable paradise on earth.

Beside the stream stood a small bamboo hut, serenely isolated amidst lush greenery. Surrounded by bamboo groves, birdsong, and fragrant flowers, the bamboo hut possessed an undeniable elegance and poetic charm. Yet, this place was desolate, quiet, and secluded. Who would build a house here in seclusion? Could it be that Yelü Qi built it, and he deliberately chose this remote place to celebrate alone?

Just then, a voice came from inside: "You've come! I've been waiting day and night, and finally, I've welcomed you!" Though spoken with a hint of reproach and chide, it was filled with a lingering, melancholic beauty that captivated the heart. Moreover, the voice was gentle, soft, and charming—it belonged to a woman!

The woman who lived in the bamboo house not only knew Yelü Qi well, but the two also seemed to have an unusual and ambiguous relationship. Judging from the reclusive woman's tone, she seemed to yearn for Yelü Qi deeply, her words revealing a deep affection. Yelü Qi's profound knowledge of the bamboo path also seemed to confirm his frequent visits to the woman's home. Could it be that the son-in-law of the Guo family dared to keep a mistress here? With

a soft "Ah," the bamboo door was gently pushed open, and a beautiful young woman in a light green dress quickly emerged from the bamboo house. She had arched eyebrows, a small, slightly upturned nose, and a face as white as jade, radiant as the morning sun. This woman was none other than Guo Fu, daughter of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and wife of Yelü Qi!

Guo Fu hadn't already run away from home, breaking Yelü Qi's heart.

Hadn't she written a heartbreaking letter, convincing Huang Rong of her defiance ?

Hadn't she gone to the Tomb of the Living Dead to find Yang Guo and confess her feelings?

No! Guo Fu was actually here! In the bamboo forest not far from Xiangyang!

How could anyone have guessed that Guo Fu would live alone deep in this bamboo forest? This bamboo hut was isolated from the world, its path so secluded that it would be impossible for an ordinary person to find it. And this place, shrouded in mystery, was the perfect place to hide secrets and harbor conspiracies.

Guo Fu rushed out of the hut, arriving before Yelü Qi in a few strides. Her delicate, bright face radiated joy, and her mature, voluptuous body exuded a fragrant aroma. Without hesitation, Guo Fu threw herself into her husband's arms.

Seeing his beautiful wife so passionately expressing her longing for him, Yelü Qi responded just as fervently. One hand gently embraced her slender waist, while the other roamed over the young woman's plump, rounded buttocks. With both hands simultaneously pulling her inward, Guo Fu's exquisite, curvaceous body was deeply buried in Yelü Qi's embrace.

Guo Fu pouted her cute little mouth and coaxed her husband, "Why did it take you so long to come see me? I... I thought you didn't miss Fu'er anymore."

Yelü Qi gently kneaded his wife's buttocks, enjoying the long-lost alluring elasticity, and said with a wicked smile, "Well, here I am. What's wrong... my little Fu'er misses her husband?" After saying that, he buried his face in Guo Fu's fair neck and shoulders, breathing in the young woman's intoxicating fragrance. Yelü Qi had long known that the women of the Guo family were naturally fragrant and extremely alluring. But now that he had enjoyed the blessings of having multiple wives, he naturally felt that his daughter was slightly inferior, and his mother was slightly better.

The once spoiled and willful Guo Fu was now completely submissive and obedient, ready to be taken advantage of. Feeling Yelü Qi's hot breath on her neck, Guo Fu felt a tingling, numb sensation throughout her body, her entire being limp as if she had no bones left. Guo Fu tilted her head back slightly, panting, and said, "You...you know perfectly well that I miss you...why ask when you already know? You locked me up here, and at first you would often come to visit me. You haven't come to see me since the middle of last month, don't you even think about my suffering..." As she spoke, she swayed and rubbed against Yelü Qi's chest, almost coquettishly, almost provocatively. Her large breasts, inherited from her mother, rubbed against Yelü Qi's chest, making it hard to believe that the once innocent and pure Guo Fu could now so naturally exude the mature allure of a young woman.

Yelü Qi felt his wife's delicate, firm breasts pressing tightly against his chest. The breasts, full of soft fat, were topped with two exquisite, jewel-like nipples, proudly erect. Through the thin, almost invisible fabric, those protruding nipples were the best evidence of a woman's arousal and longing.

This lecherous man thought of how, just a few hours earlier, he had climbed off his mother-in-law's beautiful body. Huang Rong, having been celibate for a long time, passionately entangled herself with him throughout the night, having already tasted the ultimate pleasure and reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.

But now, her daughter Guo Fu was also throwing herself into his arms, ardently and obsessively pursuing him. Yelü Qi knew that after their long separation, his wife was naturally eager for his pleasure. Since his beloved wife had such a desire, it seemed inevitable that they would engage in a passionate lovemaking session.

He could have both beauties for himself, and also have both Guo Fu and her daughter! He could have his mother-in-law and his young wife at the same time—how romantic and delightful!

Thinking of Huang Rong's flirtatious and wanton behavior the night before, Yelü Qi was immediately filled with lust again. Last night it was the mother who was in love with her, today it is the daughter who is burning with desire, and the two pretty faces that are obsessed with longing are both for Yeluqi and him. At this moment, he was holding the warm and fragrant soft meat in his arms. Although the bright little Guo Fu was in front of him, her mother-in-law's gorgeous figure was reflected in her delicate face and plump figure. In Yeluqi's heart, the beauty in his arms was both mother and wife. This double tease made his blood boil and his evil thoughts agitate.

His sexual desire is extremely strong, and he can often conquer many women without getting tired. Although he had already ejaculated on his mother-in-law Huang Rong once last night, when he saw his beautiful little wife, Yeluqi's giant cock was ready to move again, raising its head high under the clothes.

Yelü Qi grabbed Guo Fu's collar on both sides roughly and pulled it apart. With a "ripping" sound, Guo Fu's unbearably heavy collar was pulled down.

Beneath her long, slender neck, two clearly defined collarbones and smooth, rounded shoulders were exposed. Her chest was covered in a vast expanse of snow-white, jade-like skin, with only a deep cleavage between her breasts forming a striking, alluring dark line. While Guo Fu's breasts weren't as full and perky as her mother-in-law's, they were still perfectly rounded and soft, befitting her status as Huang Rong's beloved daughter. Those breasts, like inverted jade bowls, were half-concealed and half-revealed beneath her green dress, a sight that stirred the imagination.

"As expected! Fu'er is indeed completely naked underneath! No wonder I could feel her nipples so clearly when I held her tight just now!" Yelü Qi thought smugly. "It's been a long time since I properly disciplined this little girl, yet she's still so docile and obedient. I told her not to wear anything, and she wouldn't."

Guo Fu wore only a one-piece embroidered green dress, without even a bra or bodice underneath. The entire outfit was only loosely concealed by a ribbon tied at the waist. Guo Fu was obeying her husband's instructions at all times in this secluded bamboo forest, maintaining such a daringly revealing attire. Her purpose, of course, was to make it easier for her husband, who might visit the bamboo dwelling at any time, to lustfully play with her body.

Such a docile girl! Such a lewd arrangement!

Yelü Qi casually lifted Guo Fu's delicate chin, looking down at her arrogantly, and said, "Want me to fuck you?"

With just a simple, direct question from her husband, Guo Fu's lust was ignited like wildfire. He was always so arrogant and forceful, always so haughty and domineering; and she had long been accustomed to submission and service, even knowing how to enjoy this servile abuse, how to find pleasure in debauchery.

Body and soul, Guo Fu had completely given herself to this man. Yelü Qi was not only her husband, but also her master, her god!

Guo Fu stuck out her delicate tongue and licked it from Yelü Qi's well-defined chin all the way to his earlobe. Then, with a face full of admiration, she said, "Good brother... hurry up and fuck your little wife, fuck your little Fu'er's cunt... I miss your big cock so much... hurry up and fuck your wife..."

The beauty's flirtatious and explicit teasing was more seductive than that of a prostitute, which could arouse all men in the world to the point of animalistic lust and blood boiling. However, Yelü Qi frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with his wife's answer. He said, "Fu'er is naughty... have you forgotten all the things your husband has painstakingly taught you?"

Her husband's dissatisfaction was evident in his words, which made Guo Fu's heart pound wildly. However, she could already vaguely guess what her husband was referring to. Looking back, she had once felt anger, shame, and even jealousy at such bestial behavior. But after being repeatedly violated and humiliated, repeatedly disciplined and trained, she now had no will to resist this man. If Yelü Qi ordered her east, she dared not go west; if Yelü Qi ordered her to become a wanton woman, she would no longer be the apple of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's eye.

She obeyed Yelü Qi's every command!

She was Yelü Qi's most loyal female slave!

And more importantly, Guo Fu had already accepted that she was not Yelü Qi's wife!

Guo Fu immediately corrected her mistake, saying, "Fu'er knows her mistake... Fu'er... Fu'er is not fortunate enough to be my brother's wife in this life. I beg my husband to fuck... fuck your concubine..."

Guo Fu, who was married into the Yelü family through her parents' arrangement and a proper marriage, why would she consider herself a concubine? Why would this pampered young lady, who always thought highly of herself, be willing to give up the position of the principal wife?

Yelü Qi seemed quite satisfied with these words. Although his anger had turned to joy, he still asked indiscriminately, "Hehe...that's my good Fu'er. Do you still remember why you were demoted to a concubine?"

Guo Fu had lost count of how many times she had answered similar questions. She knew that her husband had a distorted and twisted desire, a desire to possess that unattainable beauty, like a celestial fairy. Faced with this dark and lewd desire, Guo Fu herself had gone from initially resisting resolutely to being persuaded and assimilated by this demon, and now she was a major accomplice in this lewd plan. She even knew how to utter immoral words to please Yelü Qi and satisfy his perverse desires.

Why was she demoted to a concubine? Guo Fu trembled as she uttered a shocking statement: "Because...because Brother Qi wants to marry...Sister Rong as his principal wife...so Fu'er...Fu'er is willing to be a concubine."

Yelü Qi, seeing that every move and word of the little beauty in his arms was exactly as he wished, felt an indescribable sense of pride and self-satisfaction. But he showed no sign of restraint, continuing to tease Guo Fu, saying, "Then... Sister Rong, who is she to me?"

His provocative question revealed his wicked and wicked intentions. He wanted Guo Fu to utter lewd words herself; he wanted a female slave who would submit to his every command.

The absurd idea of mother and daughter sharing a husband had taken root in her heart by this demonic man. Now, this incestuous and immoral thought only further stimulated the perverse desires within Guo Fu. His body, already utterly altered, was now wildly intoxicated, as if under the influence of aphrodisiac; his mind, already completely corrupted, was now heightened with the excitement of sexual intercourse.

He understood women's psychology all too well, knew how to seduce them into depravity. His

superb bedroom skills, combined with his naturally robust physique, made him irresistible to all women in the world.

Guo Fu firmly believed that even the most virtuous and chaste women would become as shameless and willing to be slaves to him.

Once he had played with and trained them, even the most chaste and virtuous women would undress, and even the goddess Chang'e would yield.

Even "she"... that unapproachable, celestial "she" in Xiangyang City, probably... is no exception...

Who is "she"?

"She... Sister Rong, she..." Guo Fu raised her pretty face, her alluring eyes no longer showing the stubbornness and obstinacy of the past, only absolute obedience and cooperation. Like a female slave who obeys her master's every word, Guo Fu shamelessly laughed and said, "She is Huang Rong... my mother! Brother Qi wants to marry my mother Huang Rong!"

Guo Fu laughed wantonly; Yelü Qi laughed wickedly.

The two figures gradually merged into one, and the soul-stirring moans of a woman rose up...

Under the cover of the bamboo grove, the two shameless people indulged in debauchery by the hut in broad daylight, truly oblivious to others and utterly unrestrained...

Meanwhile, inside Xiangyang City, the charming Huang Rong, still kept in the dark by her daughter and son-in-law, could not imagine that she had been betrayed and sold out by her most trusted and beloved flesh and blood. At this moment, the clever Zhuge Liang is immersed in a pool of spring water, worrying about the various incestuous and immoral acts of the Guo family.

Did Fu'er really go to find Yang Guo? From her letter of departure, Huang Rong sensed that this willful daughter's mind was made up and there was no turning back; she truly went to find Yang Guo to express her feelings.

Could her brother Jing forgive her wanton behavior last night? To save her daughter's marriage, she tried every method, ultimately even sacrificing her own body. Could this foolish brother understand her predicament?

And Qi'er… could he understand why, after one night of pleasure, she insisted on drawing a line between them? Last night's lewd and illicit affair could not be repeated, but could he, in the heat of his youth, truly let it go?

And what was the purpose of her self-sacrifice last night? Was it really to satisfy her son-in-law's lust, or...

? Did she not have any selfish motives at all?

Was it responsibility or lust that drove her to be so lewd and wanton last night?

Huang Rong dared not think any further...

The relationships among the people in the Guo family had suddenly become so complicated, and Huang Rong felt deeply that she could not escape responsibility. She shamelessly boasted of her quick wit and resourcefulness, yet she only made things worse and worse for her family affairs. The Guo family was once a model of righteousness and chivalry in Xiangyang and the martial arts world, but now that the women of the family have committed such scandalous and immoral acts, how can the Guo family ever hold their heads high in public again?

A bathtub filled with rose petals would normally be the perfect way for a heroine to relieve her worries and anxieties, but the thought of her lost chastity overwhelmed Huang Rong with shame. She shook her head in anguish, splashing water on her beautiful face.

Unbeknownst to her, this was all a conspiracy orchestrated by a villain,

and she was being gradually lured into it…

Poor thing, she remained completely oblivious until now…

At this moment, Huang Rong's hair was half-undone. In the reflection of the water, Huang Rong saw a beautiful woman with disheveled hairpins. Her own long, lustrous black hair was now clinging stickily to her neck and chest. Strands of her hair outlined the mature and alluring lines of her figure, like a perfectly tailored garment. The smooth, black silk clung to Huang Rong's chest, climbing up her high, firm breasts before finally drooping weakly to her waist, defeated by the cleavage beneath her breasts. Huang Rong reached up and lifted the strands of hair, instantly liberating her fair and dazzling body from the darkness. Her beauty was unparalleled, captivating and alluring.

This exquisite, curvaceous figure and her stunningly beautiful face were a source of pride shared by Huang Rong and her husband. With such a voluptuous and alluring body, how could anyone believe she was already a mother of three? Yet, it was precisely because of Huang Rong's seductive and alluring figure that she managed to bewitch her son-in-law, Yelü Qi, who was a generation younger than her, leading to Madam Guo's first extramarital affair and her infidelity with a man other than her husband.

Was it a guilty conscience? Or could Huang Rong still feel the lingering handprints and kisses of her son-in-law on her body? Every part of her body had been seen, touched, and kissed by him. Was the evidence of his depravity branded on her body or on her heart?

Huang Rong suddenly felt... disgusted!

Last night, her son-in-law's sweat dripped like rain onto her body, and saliva had left marks on her chest, neck, cheeks, and earlobes. Huang Rong still remembered that last night, when Yelü Qi's nimble tongue licked and kissed her cherry lips, she not only did not resist, but also swallowed a lot of her son-in-law's saliva as if drinking nectar...

Her body was thoroughly defiled inside and out, and she was utterly filthy.

Moreover, when the two bodies were passionately intertwined last night, the passionate friction of flesh against flesh left Huang Rong covered with the scent of a man other than her husband, not to mention her uterus and vagina, which had been thoroughly sprayed and washed by his semen. Even now, Huang Rong felt that her private parts were still filled with the scent of debauchery and depravity...

The phoenix palace, deeply penetrated by her son-in-law's semen, made Huang Rong feel like a condemned prisoner, stamped with the mark of sin.

Unable to bear the shame in her heart any longer, Huang Rong grabbed the silk towel and bath powder from the bathtub and began to excitedly scrub every part of her body. Although the silk towel was soft and smooth, Huang Rong, as if fighting for her life, still rubbed her tender skin until it turned into a bewitching peach-red; although the bath powder had a strong scent of wood and spikenard, the masculine aura left on her by Yelü Qi was like a demonic haze, lingering in Huang Rong's mind and body.

Huang Rong tirelessly rubbed and kneaded every inch of her soiled skin, washing meticulously from her toes to her hair. For a moment, water splashed everywhere in the tub, and the beauty's breasts swayed. What a beautiful picture of a woman emerging from her bath!

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Huang Rong finally collapsed, exhausted and breathless, leaning against the edge of the tub to rest.

Gazing up at the wooden beam above her, the beautiful Huang Rong remained silent…

The water gradually calmed, leaving only the gentle rise and fall of her chest creating the current. The warm water in the tub, like waves crashing against the shore, repeatedly washed over her high, firm breasts, causing them to glisten with a shimmering light. Her exquisitely beautiful face was still flushed, and her forehead was covered with fine, glistening fragrant beads. Mixed with the soft, delicate breaths she had just experienced from the vigorous washing, Huang Rong's expression remained as endearing and alluring as ever.

Just as Huang Rong was drifting in and out of consciousness, Mo Lan's cheerful voice rang out from outside the bathhouse:

"Madam, I've brought the medicine back!"

"Hmm, come in!" Still soaking in the hot water, Huang Rong was utterly exhausted. She didn't even want to move a finger, so she could only manage to call Mo Lan into the bathroom.

Mo Lan entered the steamy bathhouse and placed a large medicine bag beside Huang Rong's tub. Seeing that Madam remained silent, she wisely refrained from disturbing her. But as she was leaving, the youthful Mo Lan couldn't help but tease, "Madam, please think carefully. After using this medicine, you and Master Guo will have... will have been busy for nothing last night... hehe... Fu'er and the children might even want a younger brother or sister!"

Hearing Mo Lan not only make such a joke but also mention her husband Guo Jing and daughter Guo Fu, Huang Rong felt utterly ashamed, her beautiful cheeks flushing crimson. Huang Rong retorted angrily, "You brat, if you keep talking nonsense like this, see if Madam will give you a good slap!"

Mo Lan, already spoiled, didn't seem afraid at all, sticking out her tongue at Huang Rong and making a face before turning and leaving. Huang Rong watched the door close, then sighed softly, thinking with shame, "That little girl Mo Lan... Sigh! If it were really Jing-ge's... essence inside me, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths... I only regret... Sigh..."

Then, Huang Rong opened the medicine packet, and saw that it was indeed filled with saffron. This peculiar medicinal flower is originally a plant with pale purple flowers, but the part commonly used in medicine is only its stigma. The stigma of this medicinal flower is fiery red, and each stigma has a bright golden-yellow tip, long and thin like hair. Looking at the saffron in her hand, which resembled a fiery red, fluffy ball in the medicine packet, Huang Rong picked up a small pinch and sniffed it. She found the smell extremely spicy, with a strange and intense fragrance. Huang Rong knew that saffron was cold in nature, which was why it could stimulate the contractions and pulsations of the uterus, thereby causing the vagina to release semen.

However, the method of "taking" this precious herb was extremely shameful for Huang Rong. The reason was that the book stated that saffron could not be applied externally or taken internally; it had to be directly "rubbed" onto the vulva to be effective. This undoubtedly made Huang Rong extremely embarrassed. This unique method of applying the medicine was like a resentful woman in her secluded chamber masturbating in the dead of night, engaging in a shameful act that she couldn't tell anyone about. Although Huang Rong was a mature woman, she had always been upright, self-disciplined, reserved, and dignified. She had never displayed such vulgarity and debauchery.

If it weren't for her passionate lovemaking with her son-in-law last night, Huang Rong would rather die than put her fingers into her private parts, let alone insert a foreign object. But now she had no other choice. If she were to become pregnant with an illegitimate child, it would become real evidence of the incestuous relationship between her mother-in-law and son-in-law! If this scandal were to spread, not only would she find it difficult to maintain her standing in the martial arts world, but the imperial court would also severely punish the Guo family, with the possibility of execution, confiscation of property, and extermination of the clan.

Huang Rong thought softly, "Now... I should endure this moment of shyness to avoid a permanent regret... I cannot be pregnant... I absolutely cannot be pregnant with him..." Having made up her mind, Huang Rong didn't delay any longer. Her slender fingers picked up a few strands of saffron from her medicine pouch, not daring to look too closely, she closed her eyes shyly, letting the saffron slowly immerse itself in the hot water along with her snow-white arms.

Whether it was due to the unique medicinal properties of the saffron, or the heroine's shyness at what was about to happen, Huang Rong involuntarily trembled when the saffron, like a young branch, touched her labia.

"Ugh... so... so embarrassing... so shameful..." Her lewd posture brought forth a torrent of humiliating thoughts. After all, this would be the first time Huang Rong had inserted her finger into her vagina, and the level of embarrassment far exceeded anything a heroine had ever experienced in her life. The intense shame and guilt made Huang Rong's face turn bright red, and even her originally delicate and smooth skin was now covered in goosebumps.

Huang Rong turned her head away in embarrassment, her legs slightly parted as if she were being pleasured by a man. Her left hand lightly gripped the edge of the wooden tub, while her right index and middle fingers held a small pinch of saffron at her vulva. Huang Rong knew that with just a gentle push and pull, her slender fingers would penetrate her private parts like a wronged woman indulging in self-pleasure.

"This is all my own doing… If… if I hadn't done this last night… why would I be in this situation now…" Huang Rong thought, overwhelmed with shame. "I hope this saffron can cleanse my sins…"

With that thought, the beautiful Huang Rong parted her legs slightly, closed her eyes slightly, and, with shame and gritted teeth, gently pushed her right index and middle fingers, along with the saffron, into her defiled and shameless orifice!

"Waaah..." A wave of shame, guilt, and remorse washed over Huang Rong. The moment the finger entered her, Huang Rong immediately sobbed. Just days ago, how could she have imagined that she would need contraception because of her affair, and in such a humiliating and shameful way? At this moment, the heroine's mind was filled with thoughts of how others would misunderstand her if they saw her like this, thinking that she was a woman who had abandoned traditional virtues and was taking advantage of the fact that no one was around in the bathroom to masturbate wantonly to relieve the torment of her desires. Who can understand that although Huang Rong's actions at this moment may seem lewd and mean, she is actually doing her duty for her husband wholeheartedly and using this unique method to prevent pregnancy and maintain discipline

. Huang Rong inserted her fingers into her delicate vagina for the first time. The feeling is difficult to describe in words. The pressure of her fingers being surrounded, mixed with the swelling feeling of her vagina being invaded by fingers, were all strange feelings that Huang Rong had never experienced before. Huang Rong felt that the delicate skin in her crotch was like a spring mud swamp, wet, hot, spongy and soft. As soon as her fingers were inserted, they were tightly wrapped in layers of flesh. Moreover, the inner wall of the vagina kept sucking and moving, as if it was massaging an invading object.

Huang Rong, her pretty face flushed and her phoenix eyes half-closed, hesitated as her small hand, which was exploring her fleshly opening for the first time, hesitated, unsure whether she should explore deeper. She felt as if she had returned to her innocent youth, filled with curiosity about her own body. Experiencing the complex sensation of finger penetration for the first time, Huang Rong had all sorts of strange thoughts running through her mind: "This...is this how those wanton women masturbate...? Why does it feel...so strange...the flesh inside...is wet, warm, and tightly gripping my fingers..."

Huang Rong was unaware that women who have given birth often experience a loss of vaginal elasticity, greatly reducing the pleasure of sex between husband and wife. Although Huang Rong had also had children, her vagina remained so supple, tight, tender, and smooth, no less than that of any young girl. Ultimately, this was because the pretty Huang Rong practiced martial arts more and had less sexual intimacy with her husband.

Suddenly… a stranger thought crossed her mind: “So… a woman’s genitals are so tight and smooth… Hmm… No wonder… no wonder he was so incredibly pleasurable last night…”

The “he” in Huang Rong’s mind at this moment was naturally not her husband, Guo Jing. The “

he” that had entered Huang Rong’s mind was none other than her beloved son-in-law, Yelü Qi, with whom she had shared such ecstasy the previous night!

The sensual scene of her son-in-law’s vigorous labor on her body suddenly flashed into her mind. At that time, Yelü Qi’s eyes gleamed with wild joy, his face dripping with sweat, revealing an indescribable excitement, his hot breath still passionately spraying on her face. Huang Rong had never imagined that her body could give a man such ecstatic pleasure! Yelü Qi's ecstatic expression was still vivid in Huang Rong's mind. Now, coincidentally, because of the contraceptive medicine she was applying, the pressure from those slender fingers finally allowed Huang Rong to understand what it felt like when her son-in-law had intercourse with her the previous night!

However, in this ambiguous and awkward situation, the first thing that came to Huang Rong's mind was her son-in-law's handsome face, his body, and his large penis!

Huang Rong's first direct reaction upon touching herself was recalling how her own vagina had brought her son-in-law to such intense pleasure and climax! She recalled how passionately and joyfully they had engaged in intercourse the previous night!

The lewd and depraved imagery instantly startled the heroine. Just hours before, Huang Rong had told Yelü Qi that she would remain faithful to her husband, yet the moment her fingers touched her genitals, she couldn't help but recall her shameless affair with her son-in-law the previous night. Her sensitive body and the transgressing thoughts in her mind filled Huang Rong with shame. She couldn't help but curse herself for being utterly shameless, thinking of a man other than her husband even while trying to prevent pregnancy.

"No!" Huang Rong felt deeply remorseful for the wicked thoughts in her heart. "Rong'er, Rong'er, you can't think about him anymore... Brother Jing is your husband... You love your husband deeply, you... you love Brother Jing deeply. Qi'er is just your... son-in-law, your daughter's husband... You've decided not to be entangled with him anymore... and he... he agrees... So, you shouldn't indulge in such delusions."

Huang Rong shook her head, trying hard to restrain her wild and unrestrained thoughts, and refocused her mind on washing her lower body with saffron.

Her slender and nimble fingers held a small clump of saffron and slowly applied it to the soft skin inside her vulva. Suppressing her shyness, Huang Rong guided her small hands from top to bottom and from left to right, carefully washing her tight vagina to ensure the saffron's medicinal effects were fully realized. Her arms, as white as lotus roots, swayed cautiously, afraid that even the slightest movement would evoke a shameful reaction from her body. However, Huang Rong, who had no experience in this area, was undoubtedly clumsy. When her long fingernails accidentally scratched the soft skin of her inner vagina, Huang Rong's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, wrinkling the pool of spring water in the wooden tub.

"Ugh...no...I have to be careful...take it slow..." The pleasure that had just come from her groin was fleeting, like a flash of lightning, but the evil current still frightened Huang Rong. She thought, "If...if my body were to have impure thoughts at this moment...that would be too embarrassing."

In fact, although Huang Rong had self-discipline and self-control, the female vagina is extremely sensitive and delicate, and any slight stimulation can cause different sensual reactions. Moreover, Huang Rong's movements at this moment were extremely stiff and tense, and the inner walls of her vagina were constantly contracting and clenching, greatly increasing her body's sensitivity. Therefore, no matter how careful Huang Rong was, at this moment, with her slender fingers inside her, she still couldn't help but feel an inappropriate ambiguity.

Moreover, there were other unforeseen factors...

Saffron is extremely cold in nature, and the female genitals are particularly sensitive to it. Now, Huang Rong applied the medicine with her fingers, directly reaching her uterus, and the peculiar herb immediately produced a wondrous reaction within the heroine's body. First, there were slight throbbing sensations in her vagina, and then, as the medicine took effect, those throbbing sensations slowly began to spread throughout Huang Rong's lower body. The medicine had been inside her for only the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, but Huang Rong's delicate and sensitive vagina had already deeply felt the stimulating effects of the saffron. Besides the heroine's uterus contracting and trembling incessantly, even the vaginal muscles inside her vagina were affected by the medicinal flower, beginning to constrict Huang Rong's slender fingers rhythmically. The heroine's entire vulva seemed to be activated by saffron, throbbing and trembling uncontrollably as the drug's effects spread.

Huang Rong was undoubtedly bewildered by the shameful reaction within her vulva. But at this point, she was in a difficult position. Although the drug's effects were strange, she could only comfort herself, thinking, "This is probably the effect of saffron. This...unique and wondrous reaction...is truly shameful. But...I hope...I hope that with this drug causing my vulva to contract, I...can expel Qi'er's...essence..."

The heroine naively hoped that saffron would be effective in preventing pregnancy, unaware that while the medicine was legitimate, its use in the palace was quite different. Saffron is inherently potent, and without a neutralizing agent, its aggressive application could have extremely dangerous consequences. In the imperial palace, eunuchs would first soak saffron in boiling water, then rinse it four times, adding herbs like motherwort and salvia miltiorrhiza before using the saffron solution to wash the genitals of palace maids who had been with the emperor. This method of preparation had been passed down through generations and was always incredibly effective for contraception. However, the secret recipe for this saffron solution was kept deep within the palace, unknown to ordinary people. The young Mo Lan naturally didn't know how to prepare this saffron solution. Although Huang Rong was familiar with the principles of medicine, specifically the "principal, assistant, adjuvant, and guide" combinations, she had never tasted or prepared this particular medicine before. The Zhang Hua Jing she had read as a child didn't record any methods of its use in the palace; the book only vaguely described the need to "wash" the vulva with medicinal flowers. Through a series of coincidences, the clever Huang Rong mistakenly used the wrong medicine, bringing about her impending doom.

At that moment, Huang Rong felt the throbbing in her private parts intensify; the saffron's effects caused rhythmic spasms deep within her. This intensified trembling sensation made her feel numb, itchy, sore, and weak, and it also gave her an unspeakable urge—

an urge to grab and scratch!

"No!" Huang Rong warned herself inwardly, "I can't... I can't scratch. If I... if I do something so shameful, I'll be no different from those harlots masturbating..."

Although Huang Rong, whose chastity was not yet lost, tried her best to restrain herself from doing anything lewd, she had never tried contraception or used saffron, and she simply couldn't understand the subtle reactions in her body at this moment. At this moment, Huang Rong's heart was in turmoil, like water in a wooden bucket, her inner turmoil surging and difficult to calm.

She twisted restlessly, her exquisite and curvaceous body swaying and rising and falling gracefully in the wooden bucket like a water snake. Her full, rounded breasts bobbed on the water's surface; her slender waist swayed like a willow branch, her natural allure stirring the imagination. Under the influence of the saffron, Huang Rong's lips unconsciously released soft, rapid breaths. The heavy breathing and the sound of the water in the bathhouse created a subtle melody, further enhancing the seductive beauty of the scene.

Huang Rong lowered her head quietly, and through the ripples on the water's surface, she saw a scene that filled her with shame. She saw her own fingers lewdly inserted into the ends of her legs: her index and middle fingers were fully inserted, leaving only her thumb, ring finger, and little finger outside her vulva, which were also ambiguously surrounded and covered by pubic hair like lush grass. Half of Huang Rong's fair and slender hands were no longer visible, her fair hands and lower body wickedly intertwined. This scene made Huang Rong feel both ashamed and agitated!

This was truly an extremely ambiguous and vulgar method of contraception! Such an ugly sight would be misunderstood even by upright gentlemen, who would think that the famous Madam Guo would masturbate like those flirtatious and promiscuous women. Huang Rong looked at her body, which was in a lewd posture she had never displayed before. Her heart pounded wildly, and she didn't know how to react.

"How shameful... I actually did such a disgraceful thing... To... avoid... contraception... I actually did what those shameless women did... inserting my fingers into my vagina... It's so shameful!"

The humiliation had far exceeded Huang Rong's tolerance limit, but she was not one to give up easily. Contraception was no small matter, so how could she back down now? How could she let her son-in-law's semen remain inside her?

Huang Rong bit her lip tightly with her bright white teeth, one hand gripping the edge of the wooden tub, the other continuing to apply medicine to her vagina. Madam Guo endured the shame and humiliation, determined not to let the sins of the previous night affect her entire life.

However, saffron had a strange effect; while stimulating her genitals, Huang Rong began to feel a surge of lustful fire rising from her groin, spreading rapidly from her lower abdomen and threatening to engulf her entire body. Under the influence of the saffron, Huang Rong experienced an unusual sense of excitement and tension. This restless emotion, mixed with the increasingly intense trembling in her uterus, created a strange sensation.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to Huang Rong; it even resembled the uncontrollable longing she felt for intimacy when she shared a bed with her beloved Jing-gege! That surging, overwhelming desire for intercourse!

But why, at this moment...did she feel puberty?

Why, under this ambiguous and unusual method of contraception, did she experience such sexual urges?

"Could it be...could it be that I am such a lustful and wanton woman?" Huang Rong wondered in disbelief. Originally, she wanted to cleanse her body of its impurity, but during the washing process, she experienced lewd and wanton reactions.

"What's wrong with me...why...why am I having that...feeling..." Although Huang Rong couldn't believe it, the desire gushing from the depths of her body made it hard for her to refute.

She had actually begun to feel the stirrings of puberty!

Even without engaging in intimate acts with a man, she found herself experiencing desire! A craving for carnal pleasure!

"Have I...become depraved? Rong'er, even something as shameful as contraception makes you think of lovemaking...you...how can you be so shameless..."

In truth, while Huang Rong's first experience with masturbation certainly influenced her lustful thoughts, the greater factor was the medicinal properties of saffron. This herb has the function of stimulating the vulva: small doses can cause uterine contractions, while large doses can enhance female arousal and stimulation. If the dosage is too high, saffron can cause severe uterine contractions in women, reaching the point of uncontrollable spasms. If the user administers saffron aggressively, its effects can even be used as an aphrodisiac, not only causing the woman to become aroused and hot, but also leading to hallucinations in a state of confusion.

When the clever Huang Rong directly used saffron to cleanse her vagina, the undiluted saffron, compared to the flower-based formulas commonly used in the palace, was more than twice as potent. If an ordinary woman used this medicine in this way, she would at least experience excessive spasms, and in severe cases, risk vaginal prolapse. If one does not understand how to use saffron, this medicine is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, Huang Rong had long practiced the Nine Yin Manual, and her internal and external martial arts were at a high level; no matter how potent the saffron was, it could not harm her.

Although the saffron wouldn't harm the heroine's body, the natural arousal from the saffron, combined with Huang Rong's alluring body, thoroughly aroused by her son-in-law the previous night, made the heroine unable to resist her desires. Especially now, Huang Rong, still immersed in the bathtub, the near-boiling water undoubtedly made her blood flow faster, and at the same time, it also helped the saffron's domineering medicinal properties to take effect more fiercely and quickly.

"Why do I feel so hot? Is it because of the water temperature...? Why do I feel this shame? Is it... is it because of... masturbation?"

Poor Huang Rong knew neither how to use saffron nor its medicinal properties, and recklessly smeared the flower stalk directly into her lower body. If not for her desperate desire for contraception, how could the exceptionally intelligent Huang Rong have made such a mistake? At this moment, it felt as if a thousand ants were crawling inside Huang Rong's body, as if ten thousand evil fires were burning within her. Her whole body was tingling and burning, reaching an unbearable level...

"Hot... hot..." The heroine let out a seductive moan, feeling a lewd heat churning and flowing through her body, making her see stars and feel dizzy.

Huang Rong struggled to climb out of the bathtub, but her body, ravaged by lust and saffron, collapsed after only two steps. With a groan, Huang Rong's mature and voluptuous naked body slumped onto the bathroom floor.

Her body, steamed by hot water, seemed to have been touched with rouge, and pearl-like water droplets shimmered on her alabaster skin. Such a perfect physique needed natural enhancement. The dark red floor tiles, her jet-black hair, and her crimson skin created an alluring visual contrast. The beautiful posture of the charming Huang Rong, her jade-like body laid out before her, would undoubtedly make any man's blood boil and lust surge.

Lying on her back on the ground, Huang Rong had hoped that the cool tiles would dispel the burning desire within her. However, the alternating hot and cold temperatures, combined with the contact with the tiles, only intensified the sensitivity of her delicate body, causing the heroine to suffer greatly from the torment of lust.

Just as Huang Rong was drifting into a daze, the fingers that had just left her lower body once again, holding saffron, inserted themselves back into her small, tight vagina! Still feeling weak all over, Huang Rong had no control over her limbs, yet her small hands continued to "contraceptively" as if possessed by a ghost or under a spell.

When Huang Rong realized what she was doing, her legs were already shamelessly spread open, and her fingers were already lewdly inserted into her flesh. Looking at her body, which was gradually losing control, she thought, "What...what am I doing? Am I trying to prevent pregnancy? Or am I...masturbating? How am I any different from those shameless wicked women?"

Huang Rong repeatedly warned herself not to forget her original intention; she had only adopted such a filthy posture to apply the contraceptive medicine. But on the other hand, her uncooperative body was getting hotter and hotter, and her lower body was getting itchier and itchier. The saffron was tormenting her so badly that it made her lustful thoughts surge and her desires churn. However, Huang Rong did not suspect that the medicine was strange at all. Regarding her body's lustful desires that she had "for no reason" to react, Huang Rong felt only fear, doubt and self-blame!

"It's wet... Waaah... My lower body is so wet... How embarrassing..." Feeling the wetness on her fingertips, Huang Rong thought shyly, "Is it... water from the bath... or... or something else? Oh my god! Could it be... that I've leaked vaginal fluid?"

The aphrodisiac effects of mistakenly using saffron, combined with the guilt and remorse of stroking herself for the first time, created an extremely intense sensation of stimulation and shame. Unbeknownst to Huang Rong, her delicate vulva had already secreted a thick, sticky fluid. Her fully wet genitals were the best evidence that the heroine was already aroused.

Slowly pulling her slender fingers out of her tender opening, Huang Rong saw that her once alabaster-white hands were now covered in a sticky, white fluid. Most shockingly, the fluid flowing from her genitals was stained a rosy white by the vibrant red of saffron, a mixture of white and red streaks—a bizarre yet beautiful sight!

Huang Rong didn't know whether the stain on her hands was her son-in-law's semen from the previous night or her own vaginal fluid from arousal. She desperately hoped the saffron would be an effective contraceptive, and at this point, she had no other choice. Discarding the old medicine held between her index and middle fingers, Huang Rong took another pinch of saffron from the medicine packet and, with a mixture of shame and reluctance, applied the medicine into her vagina.

In fact, the unmixed saffron has strong medicinal properties and has forced part of the yang essence that Yeluqi injected last night out of Huang Rong's vagina. It's just that Huang Rong replaced the old medicine with a new one under unknown circumstances, and ended up using too much and too much medicine, and the heroine caused great trouble again!

As soon as the new medicine entered her body, Huang Rong suddenly felt numb, itchy, and soft. Wherever the slender finger holding the flower touched, it was sucked tightly by the layers of warm flesh inside the vagina, which made Huang Rong's slender fingers difficult to apply the medicine in the vagina. The strong contraction of the vaginal flesh was a bit like the extremely uncontrollable spasm of her orgasm last night!

With each slight exertion of Huang Rong, her slender fingers would rub against her most vulnerable and unbearably teased areas, arousing an even stronger desire!

A desire for her honeyed orifice to be vigorously penetrated!

Under the influence of the new drug, Huang Rong thought of sex! She thought of sexual pleasure! She thought of men!

"So hot! My body...so itchy...I can't stand it...it feels like it's about to itch...itching right to my heart..."

Huang Rong collapsed to the ground, her two straight, long legs constantly churning against each other, as if trying to rub away the soreness and itching in her lower body. But no matter how the heroine resisted, the potency of the saffron only increased, and the heightened feeling of excitement still swiftly penetrated Huang Rong's sensitive flesh.

"I want...I want...a man..." A lustful thought surged in her mind.

"No! Rong'er, are you crazy? You actually want to do those things with...a man..."

Huang Rong desperately tried to hold onto the last vestige of clarity in her mind, but the heroine's rapidly heaving breasts, her swaying waist, her dazed red lips, and her confused, rapid breathing all indicated that her restraint and rationality were steadily losing ground in this battle, and her body was gradually being controlled by an unnamed lust.

"I can't take it anymore... My lower body is so itchy... It's killing me, so tingly and numb... It makes me want... I want to... I want... to be... penetrated..." Huang Rong half-opened her hazy, seductive eyes, feeling that she could no longer stop lustful thoughts from invading her mind.

The saffron, which had been evenly applied to her secret place, made Huang Rong's vagina feel as if it were being branded on fire and electrocuted. Every throb of her uterus was as violent as a thunder drum, making her panic and confusion. The extremely domineering effects of the drug made her throat dry, just like her seductive body, which desperately needed a man's nourishment.

"I want...I want...a man!" Although she didn't say it aloud, Huang Rong's heart was already filled with the desire for pleasure.

This cannot be entirely blamed on Huang Rong's wantonness and lust; if an ordinary woman were to apply saffron directly to her vulva, she would surely be consumed by lust and shamelessly seek out men for illicit relations. Although Huang Rong possessed internal energy to protect her, she couldn't completely resist the aphrodisiac effects of the saffron. At this moment, Huang Rong was as if poisoned by aphrodisiacs, her vulva awash in a watery mess. The alluring, seductive fluids, stained red by the saffron, trickled from between her labia.

A wicked voice seemed to whisper in her heart, relentlessly tempting Huang Rong to indulge in lewdness…

“Come on… don’t hold back anymore… this is too much to bear…”

Yes… she was already overflowing with lust, her desire uncontrollable, why should she suppress it like this?

“Use your finger to scratch inside… it will surely relieve that agonizing itch…” Yes…

just a little…

just a light touch…

it won’t hurt…

“How about… how about I scratch it…” Under the constant persuasion of those lewd thoughts, Huang Rong’s sense of chastity finally began to compromise, to yield! She sighed inwardly, thinking, "This is really...too torturous. I'll just tickle you once, just once..."

Just once...

Unable to resist the tingling and itching in her lower body any longer, Huang Rong had just relaxed her moral boundaries when those slender, soft fingers were already impatiently moving inside her vagina.

With her index and middle fingers slightly bent, she swiftly and deftly, like a brushing orchid on acupoints, poked the most itchy and ecstatic spot in her uterus...

"Ugh..." Was it a groan of pleasure rising within her heart, or a sob that could no longer be suppressed, finally released from her lips?

When those sharp fingers struck the soft inner vulva heavily, this lewd and obscene action not only immediately relieved the numbness and itching, but also brought Huang Rong a sweet pleasure that resembled sexual ecstasy. Her smooth, flat abdomen rippled like waves, and her long, powerful legs swayed gently like trees. Her beautiful eyes were filled with ecstasy, and the soft moans from before were gone. She seemed to be lost in the penetration, completely out of control, forgetting even to breathe.

When Huang Rong awoke from that intoxicating pleasure, she heard the reproach of her conscience:

"I can't believe... I... I really... really did... did something so shameful, it's practically the same as... masturbation..."

This unique and ambiguous method of contraception was only a thought away from actual masturbation, just like the difference between good and evil. Although Huang Rong's seemingly insignificant little finger gesture just now symbolized Madam Guo's choice to shift from contraception to masturbation, from making amends to repeating the same mistakes, and from a chaste wife to a depraved adulterous wife. That one wanton poke with her little finger was the very beginning of Huang Rong's descent into lust and uncontrollable sexual behavior!

Huang Rong, her eyes brimming with seductive allure, watched as her fingers were slowly pulled out of her vagina. A feeling of emptiness, longing, and reluctance instantly filled her body and mind. The ecstasy she had just experienced was fleeting, like a shooting star. Her vagina, now empty of her index and middle fingers, felt even more hollow, and a restless sense of unfulfilled desire swept over her.

Her labia, swollen and red from the previous night's abuse, still bloomed like flowers, as if proclaiming the young woman's insatiable lust. A thin silver thread hung between her slender fingers and vulva, shimmering with a lascivious light in the dim lamplight. Her own hand, hesitant and eager, lingered before the jade gate, yearning to greedily plunge into that fleshy cave once more, exploring its depths and indulging in unrestrained lust.

"No... I already said I'd only scratch it... I can't be so... wanton..."

But just now, even a small movement of her finger joints had brought her immense stimulation. If she combined it with rapid thrusting of her wrist and arm, wouldn't it be even more exhilarating, blissful?

"No... I can't be so shameless... I can't... masturbate..."

Huang Rong's mind was in turmoil, but her lewd and depraved thoughts, like water bursting its banks, overflowed uncontrollably.

"No... You're using such a despicable method of contraception to be loyal to Jing-ge... If you really can't resist... and masturbate, then... wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?"

"But... my body is unbearably itchy... if I don't get treatment now, I really... won't be able to stand it..."

"There's no one around in the Guo residence now, so I'll indulge myself this once, and no one else will know..."

"Once I suppress the urges in my body... I'll stop immediately..."

"It'll only be for a short while... I won't go overboard... excessive indulgence... just for a short while..." "

Huang Rong couldn't understand why a resentful woman would masturbate; that self-destructive habit seemed despicable. But after Huang Rong tasted it herself, she too became addicted and addicted.

'Come on... don't pay attention to those moral codes... don't be restrained anymore...'

'Masturbate... let your body find comfort...'

'Everything has a first time... the first time cheating, the first time using contraception... the first time... the first time...'

The first time masturbating...

no matter how strong the moral defenses or how high the fortress of reason, they cannot stop the torrent of desire." Moreover, Huang Rong, who had been abstinent for so long and had only tasted sexual pleasure last night, was now experiencing a surge of desire awakened by her son-in-law. Combined with the potent aphrodisiac effect of saffron, the moment of her breaking down finally arrived!

Madam Guo, who had been desperately trying to restrain herself, could no longer resist the temptation of lust!

"Ah!!" Accompanied by a soft, seductive moan, Huang Rong thrust two fingers together! All the way in!

"Wow! Finally... finally I masturbated... um..."

Her contraceptive plan, intended to be responsible for her husband and family, had failed, but this was the heroine's own choice of self-degradation.

She was defeated by her own body, defeated by her own desires, and defeated by saffron!

After all, she was a woman, a woman with feelings and desires, yearning for sexual pleasure.

Unlike the "shallow taste" of masturbation she had just experienced, this time Huang Rong's fingers began to thrust lasciviously as soon as they entered her body, her slender fingertips moving freely in and out of her wet and hot flesh. Each insertion brought intoxicating pleasure; each withdrawal brought intense craving, yearning for the next insertion to be even more fierce and deeper!

"Gurgle gurgle... gurgle gurgle..." The blush-inducing, heart-pounding, and endlessly suggestive sounds were particularly jarring in the quiet bathroom!

Her lustful little cunt seemed to want to devour the fingers whole, sucking and biting them tightly. Whenever the heroine eagerly swung her white, lotus-root-like arms, lustful fluids would overflow from her tender, red slits, splashing onto Huang Rong's palms, legs, and buttocks. Her snow-white, plump buttocks contracted and clenched with each movement of the fingers, her slender waist arching in response to her lust, allowing the fingers to penetrate her secret cunt more smoothly and enjoy even more intense pleasure.

"It's in again...it's in...so...so swollen, so pleasurable...! Mmm...really...so good! Ahh...ah! So...so masturbation...can be this pleasurable...mmm...so good...if I had known this, why did I...try so hard to hold back?"

Overwhelmed by passion, Huang Rong's delicate hand discovered a small, fleshy clitoris protruding above her labia. This innocent beauty, who had never touched her own clitoris before, was driven by curiosity to gently press and poke it with her finger. The unusually sensitive clitoris immediately emitted an intense, tingling, and numbing pleasure!

"So...wonderful...oh my god! So...ecstatic...this feeling is so...captivating...masturbation is really...really amazing! I want more...more and more..."

Huang Rong intermittently inserted her fingers into her vagina and pressed her clitoris, indulging in self-pleasure!

Having no more reservations and deciding to let loose, the charming Huang Rong felt her mind and body completely released and liberated. No longer bound by any moral constraints, she felt even more pleasure and ecstasy during masturbation.

For Huang Rong, this first-time masturbation act was both unfamiliar and wondrous. Every reaction her little finger evoked inside her vagina was a new experience, a new sensation. For her, who had long been abstinent, discovering the wonders of masturbation was like unearthing a treasure, allowing her to privately release her pent-up desires and bring pleasure to her lustful body.

From a righteous heroine who initially despised women's masturbation, to a wanton woman enjoying the ecstasy brought to her by her slender fingers, the magic of masturbation had completely captivated Huang Rong. Although Huang Rong struggled several times along the way, driven by endless desire, she ultimately abandoned her identities as a wife and mother; she abandoned her identities as a chivalrous woman and a wise woman; she became an ordinary woman again, a wanton woman who succumbed to masturbation.

At this point, Huang Rong was deeply infatuated with the ecstatic pleasure brought by masturbation, only craving more passionate carnal pleasure.

Huang Rong was not afraid of the filth on the ground, nor cared that her delicate body was still wet with moisture; she only knew how to insert her fingers into her vulva and frantically release her lust! She lay supine on the tile, her soft, spring-like fingers lewdly digging into the tender flesh inside her honeyed orifice. The white, cloudy fluid was drawn out, drawn in, and then flowed out again—truly a scene of splattered lust, utterly debauched. Her naturally exuded seductive charm possessed an indescribable decadence and madness, making it hard to believe that this woman, radiating lewdness, was the renowned Heroine Huang, Madam Guo of Xiangyang City! At this moment, Huang Rong resembled a self-degrading, pleasure-seeking prostitute!

Recalling how Huang Rong had hoped to use saffron flowers to expel her son-in-law's sperm, now the tender fingers inside the heroine's phoenix orifice no longer had the will to grip that young flower pillar. Conversely, her nimble fingers skillfully teased, pricked, twisted, and trembled within the secret passage of her vagina, employing all sorts of lewd and wanton techniques with unbridled abandon on her own body. Meanwhile, the delicate saffron, as fine as a hair, was forgotten deep within the heroine's womb. Unrestrained, the aphrodisiac flower, lost in the depths of Huang Rong's body, drastically altered her mind and body.

The flower constantly stirred her lustful desires, tempting her to perform all sorts of blush-inducing and heart-pounding allure. Once released, the heroine's excessively repressed body could no longer resist the temptation of pleasure. The intense hunger, like a raging flood, assaulted her, causing Huang Rong's spirit and reason to crumble inch by inch.

Even... in her delirious state of mind, lewd and shameless fantasies began to surface...

"Mmm! I want more... Hurry! Give me pleasure... Please... Give me..." Despite being alone, Huang Rong unconsciously began to crave pleasure from someone!

Who was she begging for? Who was she begging to play with her body?

This person was more considerate and understanding than Huang Rong's husband. The person flashing through her mind was a young, talented man, whose gentle and polite exterior concealed a wild passion. If it weren't for their intimate night last night, Huang Rong would never have known that this handsome young man was so infatuated with her, so obsessed with her body...

Huang Rong was suddenly startled, realizing that she was thinking of her daughter's husband again!

"What's wrong with me... Why do I keep thinking about him? This is the second time... the second time I've thought about him..."

Her son-in-law, Yelü Qi... she thought of him when she was using contraception, and now she's thinking of

him again while indulging in masturbation... The first time she thought of Yelü Qi, Huang Rong desperately suppressed herself, trying not to let the rampant thoughts invade her mind. But with her son-in-law's second appearance, Huang Rong's state of mind and body had undergone a terrible change. Although Huang Rong still felt ashamed and guilty, she was no longer as strict with herself as before. Under the influence of excited masturbation and aphrodisiacs, the image of her son-in-law in her mind made Huang Rong feel a little aroused and confused! After all, she was a married woman who had just been completely conquered by this man. As long as her body felt the soul-stirring pleasure, Huang Rong would naturally think of the wild passion and debauchery of the previous night, that breathtakingly blissful sensation. So, as Huang Rong indulged in masturbation and fantasized about her son-in-law, the fingers that were probing inside her vagina quickened their pace and increased their pressure.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of debauchery and decadence. The usually dignified and proper Madam Guo was now using her tender, spring-like hands to lewdly poke and prod her genitals, her wanton actions even more lustful and lewd than the man's. On the blue porcelain tiles, Huang Rong's snow-white, jade-like body writhed lasciviously like a snake, even her high, pert buttocks shamelessly raised. Her jade-like hand, inserted into her vagina, was wet with the crimson love fluid stained by the medicinal flowers.

A question suddenly flashed through Huang Rong's confused mind: "If...he saw me like this...lasciviously...vulgarly...um...seeing me so shamelessly...masturbating!...what would he think?"

He would be disappointed.

He would be angry.

"No!" A sinister voice echoed in Huang Rong's mind: "He will surely be consumed by lust, and in no time he will thrust his fiery, magnificent member into my cunt!"

His charm, his strength, his penis flashed through her mind… Her

mind was filled with the lewd and chaotic memories of last night, and the endless pursuit of sexual desire… She

recalled the two bodies intertwined in passionate embrace, their flesh constantly entwined…

It was the incestuous and immoral lust between mother-in-law and son-in-law, a dark abyss…

an endless descent… an unending fall…

"Heavens... what am I thinking? Huang Rong, Huang Rong! How could you be so lewd?" Like a final burst of light, Huang Rong's remaining conscience and reason were making their greatest, and final, effort to restrain the lewd desires that filled her mind.

"I'm already being...indulging in lust... what's more... thinking of Qi'er, your son-in-law! Your daughter's husband! while... masturbating..."

The resistance of her chastity clashed fiercely with the succumbing to lust, but based on Huang Rong's consistent love and affection for her husband, that last bit of reason still managed to awaken Madam Guo from her lewd fantasies.

"Although... I couldn't control my body last night and betrayed Brother Jing..." Huang Rong thought with shame, "But... but if I were to betray my heart today... that would truly be unforgivable... I can't do this... I must take responsibility for Brother Jing..."

Despite her intense physical desires, Huang Rong stubbornly refused to admit defeat, proving that her husband Guo Jing still held a very important place in her heart. Their love was still an emotion Huang Rong desperately wanted to protect!

"Try it..." Huang Rong's pretty face flushed crimson, "Thinking... fantasizing about my husband masturbating... my Brother Jing..."

She knew she was filled with lust at this moment and absolutely refused to stop this self-pleasuring act. But if she indulged her fantasies, Huang Rong feared she would be reminded again of the little nemesis who had changed her fate. In her view, the only way to satisfy both her body and soul at this moment was to fantasize about her husband!

But... was this method really feasible?

As Huang Rong's thoughts drifted back to the past, recalling every sweet memory she and her husband had shared...

she remembered the time they spent on Mingxia Island with Qi Gong; she remembered the danger they faced while healing in Jiaqing's secret chamber;

she remembered her beloved Guo Jing carrying her to seek medical help from Master Yideng; she remembered accompanying him on his expedition to Khwarezm.

After many twists and turns and countless hardships, she and Guo Jing finally became husband and wife. Their marriage was finally approved by both sets of parents and elders. She still remembered their wedding vows, and the tears of joy and emotion she shed for her beloved Guo Jing.

She still remembered their wedding night, when she first opened her body and nakedly threw herself into her husband's arms; her heart was filled with sweet happiness.

To love someone meant to be selfless and devoted, a character so devoted and enduring—wasn't this similar to her father's love for her deceased mother?

Therefore, on Huang Rong's first night, she gave her most precious virginity to her husband, Guo Jing, without the slightest hesitation.

She thought everything would be perfect, but this intelligent and kind-hearted woman hadn't anticipated that both she and her husband were completely inexperienced in bed. Huang Rong's father was a wanderer, and Guo Jing's mother had tragically passed away early. Without family guidance, this newlywed couple had to figure things out on their own. Unfortunately, the husband was dull-witted and the wife shy and reserved. Although they had boundless love for each other, they couldn't express it in bed. Guo Jing's inexperienced and clumsy bedroom skills, coupled with his rough and careless nature, left her with only pain and discomfort on her first night, devoid of the sexual pleasure expected of a first wife. Even now, Huang Rong vividly remembered her husband's embarrassed and awkward efforts as he struggled to penetrate her.

The thought of that utterly disappointing first night significantly diminished the pleasure she felt from masturbation. Her husband was undoubtedly unsatisfactory in matters of the heart, leaving Huang Rong unable to recall the intimacy they should share. She genuinely wished she could masturbate while thinking of her husband, but Guo Jing was far more foolish than most when it came to matters of love!

"Brother Jing... Brother Jing..." she murmured her husband's name, but Huang Rong's delicate brows were furrowed, and a look of sorrow and embarrassment appeared on her beautiful face! She shook her head excitedly, her slender fingers rapidly rubbing the pink flesh of her vulva, attempting to compensate for her inner insatiable desires with more unrestrained and wanton actions. However, her dissatisfaction with her husband surged like a flood, unstoppable, into Huang Rong's heart:

the thought of that silly brother who always left her feeling inadequate made Huang Rong unable to contain her anger. Why, after so many years of marriage, has Jing-ge's bedroom skills not improved at all? He remains as unromantic and crude as he was on their wedding night. Their intimacy is often just a matter of habit, leaving her feeling disappointed and unsatisfied afterward. Since arriving in Xiangyang, due to the busy war, the couple has rarely shared a bed, and their intimacy has become even more infrequent. These days of being alone in their room can last from a few days to several months. Even the most virtuous woman in the world could not tolerate such cold treatment from her husband.

Although Huang Rong loved Guo Jing deeply, and was by nature gentle, considerate, and understanding, she had buried her resentment deep in her heart for many years of marriage. But perhaps due to the stimulating and intoxicating effects of saffron, or perhaps driven by a craving for more masturbation, even the usually respectful and loving Mrs. Guo felt a rebellious thought arise.

"Fool..." Huang Rong muttered under her breath, a sorrowful and lingering expression on her rosy and beautiful face. Thinking of her husband's incompetence in bed, Huang Rong's frantic heart could no longer contain her criticism of her beloved Guo Jing:

his hands always touched her at the most inappropriate times and in the most inappropriate places on her body.

He never knew how to engage in passionate lovemaking with his wife; he never knew how to arouse a woman's desire.

Every time they consummated their marriage, it was the same monotonous cycle of rough, forceful thrusting. There was no tenderness, no affection, no gentle care. He selfishly satisfied his desires and then coldly and heartlessly left her.

It felt like being raped! Abused! Taken for granted with no means of resistance!

Each act of marital intimacy filled Huang Rong with humiliation and contempt!

Huang Rong often lamented why her husband, Guo Jing, treated her like a celestial being in daily life, yet made her feel as lowly as a prostitute and as worthless as a servant in their intimate moments—like a piece of flesh for him to play with at will, summoned and dismissed at his beck and call. Was this the responsibility of a wife, of Lady Guo?

Huang Rong harbored deep resentment about their sex life, but seeing her husband burdened with state affairs, she couldn't bear to tell him the truth. She had, of course, shed tears alone over this, secretly resenting her husband's lack of understanding and tenderness. On countless sleepless, lonely moonlit nights, while Guo Jing slept beside her, Huang Rong would find ways to alleviate her agonizing sexual torment.

She tried secretly taking cold showers late at night;

she tried rubbing her tingling, itchy genitals with her feet on a pillow;

but none of these methods could quell Huang Rong's desire for sex, nor satisfy her lust. A mature, healthy, and normal woman desperately needs the nourishment of a male. Huang Rong, constantly deprived of physical pleasure, was undoubtedly living a life of virtual widowhood!

Therefore, she was often sexually frustrated and frequently suppressed her desires!

Although her beloved Guo Jing was incredibly attentive and accommodating in her daily life, he never satisfied her in bed. And her husband's poor performance in bed made him the worst object of her fantasies!

"No..." Huang Rong tossed her hair in distress, thinking, "Thinking of Brother Jing... masturbating... I feel nothing, this is so painful, so sad... there's no... no pleasure..."

She thought that fantasizing about her husband Guo Jing and masturbating would give her an orgasm without the guilt of her conscience, but the bland feelings between husband and wife over the years could not add any fun to Huang Rong's self-pleasure at this moment, nor could it make Huang Rong's heart tremble even a little. Moreover, Huang Rong did not yet understand that the more insane and crazy one's fantasies are, the more pleasure one can obtain. If fantasies are always confined to real life and bound by morality and ethics, how can the heart find release and indulge in pleasure? And speaking of infatuation, what could be more stimulating and exciting for Huang Rong than fantasizing about her own son-in-law?

"Ah... I can't hold back... My lower body is itchy... It's so itchy... It's almost itching to the core... If this continues, I'll go crazy..."

The saffron continued to stir up lust within the heroine's body without interruption. Huang Rong was now aroused by its medicinal properties, her desire raging and her lustful thoughts overflowing. However, fantasizing about her husband not only failed to arouse her sexual interest, but the pleasure she had just painstakingly accumulated was also beginning to diminish, making Huang Rong even more anxious.

"I want...I want a man! Ah! It's so...itchy...I'm going crazy...Oh God! Someone save me!..."

Although this question lingered in her mind, deep down, did the charming Huang Rong really not know who could "save her"? Did she really not know who the man she wanted was? Her body, driven by desire, had already told her that the person she desperately needed now was not her unromantic husband Guo Jing, but the little lover, her beloved, who had made her feel like she was in heaven last night, who had given her the ultimate pleasure!

In the past, the pitiful Huang Rong had no idea what unfulfilled desire was, so she didn't know how to release it, nor did she care about the huge fire of desire accumulating inside her body. Like a person born blind who has never witnessed the splendor of a sunset or felt the beauty of mountains and rivers, Huang Rong could never have imagined that the affairs between men and women could be so intoxicating and captivating.

Until last night, that inexplicable night, after experiencing that earth-shattering incestuous love affair, the heroine's mindset began to change!

She finally understood what she needed! Perhaps she finally understood what her body had always craved!

It turned out that, like ordinary women, she also yearned for that ecstatic, soul-stirring pleasure of carnal desire! It turned out that her life had always been waiting for a true man!

And the man who made her see what her body lacked, and who bestowed upon her ultimate pleasure, was not her husband! Countless men exist in the world, but it was her son-in-law who made Huang Rong a true woman, allowing her to experience the pleasures of intimacy. What a profound and sharp irony this is!

When Huang Rong thinks of Guo Jing's cold-heartedness, Yelü Qi's gentleness and consideration become even more apparent. When Huang Rong recalls her husband's incompetence in bed, her lover's skillful maneuvering in bed becomes even more apparent! Just as Huang Rong compares Guo Jing and Yelü Qi, the desire to betray her husband resurfaces in her heart. Her husband's image gradually fades, while her son-in-law's image becomes clearer! Yelü Qi's handsome face and strong, powerful physique gradually reappear in her mind!

Unlike Guo Jing, who treated her like a tool for sexual gratification, her son-in-law treated her body like an exquisite antique jade artifact, carefully playing with it and slowly enjoying it, determined to arouse her until she was filled with lust.

He licked her breasts and suckled her nipples with tender care; he caressed her genitals with gentle tenderness.

He controlled the timing, position, and force perfectly, each movement as if he could see through every secret of her body, intoxicating and bewitching her.

After all, Huang Rong hadn't experienced the pleasures of the boudoir in a long time. When her son-in-law kept calling her name softly and passionately craved her, how could this deeply resentful woman not feel infatuated and disoriented?

And when Huang Rong finally abandoned her last shred of clarity and her last bit of restraint, pleading with him to occupy her most private and precious female territory, he abandoned his gentle and refined manner, and began to ravage and conquer her body with a rough and wild savageness. Unlike Guo Jing, who relentlessly thrust into her body in a monotonous manner, this guy's movements were both rough and delicate, with complex and varied techniques:

first, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, slow and shallow insertions, aimed at arousing her boundless desire, making her forget the reserve a married woman should have, the dignity a mother should possess...

Then, while probing and exploring around Huang Rong's vagina, he attentively watched her expression. Whenever he saw a blissful, intoxicated look on Huang Rong's face, his enormous penis would concentrate its attack on that sensitive area.

This premeditated and planned teasing not only rapidly ignited Huang Rong's lust but also drove her into a frenzy! It drove her mad!

As she succumbed to her female instincts and desperately catered to her son-in-law's lewd play, her body uncontrollably leaked copious amounts of shameful breast milk and vaginal fluid. Her long-lonely and extremely sensitive body betrayed its master, revealing Huang Rong's deepest secrets to a man who was not her husband. Her body faithfully poured out her past resentment and loneliness; her body honestly proclaimed the pleasure of her affair! Although Huang Rong wanted to retain some of her dignity as a mother-in-law and as a teacher's wife, her lustful body tore away her veil of pretense, leaving her with no secrets before Yelü Qi!

And just as she was thrown into disarray and at a loss, he calmly launched his attack.

The thick, long penis slowly began to increase its force and speed within her vagina...

The extremely sensitive soft skin of her vaginal walls was repeatedly rubbed and squeezed...

Pleasure... an endless stream of pleasure surged in like a tidal wave... overwhelming her reason...

Finally, when he concentrated all his power, playing with her vigorously and domineeringly, almost violently and sadistically, the passionate intercourse sent her soaring to an unprecedented peak of ecstasy.

She couldn't remember what she had done during her orgasm last night... nor could she remember what she had said... She only vaguely knew that pleasure should be enjoyed in time, and that she should firmly remember this unprecedented pleasure, this ultimate physical delight.

As she reached an unparalleled climax, she felt herself completely become Yelü Qi's woman, utterly conquered by him. Before this, Huang Rong had never known that a man could conquer a woman in bed with his body. But during that near-destructive, extreme climax, Huang Rong felt that both her mind and body were completely under the man's control, and she was utterly powerless to resist! At that moment, she forgot her status and position; all morals and etiquette were cast to the winds!

At that moment, she was his woman!

And he was her master! He was her god!

At that moment, when she offered herself completely without reservation—her stunning beauty, her full breasts, her enchanting orifice—all belonged to this man. The phoenix flower, patiently cultivated by Yelü Qi, gladly accepted his semen, allowing the seeds of lust to spread deep within her jade body.

For the first time in her life, Huang Rong experienced such reckless and passionate love, such a feeling of submissive weakness beneath a masculine strength! Under his virility, she was like a small boat in a raging storm, losing control of both body and mind, all her sensory responses completely under Yelü Qi's grasp. But she not only did not resist, she even willingly accepted the man's carnal reward.

From foreplay to climax, from teasing to the final thrust, the entire process was seamless, flowing like water. When Huang Rong compared the two men in her life, she felt that Guo Jing was like a novice in bed, so childish and laughable. In contrast, her lover was a master, not only skillful in bed techniques and powerful penetration, but also possessing a strong physique and endurance. The all-night debauchery last night was too much for even Huang Rong, who was skilled in both internal and external arts and possessed unparalleled martial arts skills. Her lover's endless demands made Huang Rong feel both afraid and loving: she was afraid that she would be unable to satisfy him and be made to behave seductively; yet she loved that her lover would relentlessly pursue her and make her feel like she was dying of pleasure.

He was like a master musician, his soaring, melodious, and intricate playing finally allowing her body to produce a series of ecstatic, decadent melodies.

He was also like an invincible general, his meticulously planned and strategic conquest finally leading to her being conquered and captured by someone other than her husband.

Under his guidance, Huang Rong repeatedly succumbed to the allure of passionate pleasure, revealing her most seductive, wanton, and previously unknown side.

Last night, Huang Rong was alluring, wanton, passionate, and wild! She made no attempt to conceal her sexual desires! She recklessly pursued the ecstatic pleasure that made her feel like she was floating on air!

Just like Huang Rong at this very moment!

"Ah! So stimulating... so comfortable!" A captivating moan escaped Huang Rong's cherry lips. It was unclear whether Huang Rong's "comfort" referred to the passionate encounter the previous night or the pleasure of masturbation now.

"He... he's really amazing... he makes me... I'm completely weak... he makes me climax countless times... he's so incredible... he makes me... feel so good!" Thinking of her lover's superb skills in bed, Huang Rong even found words of praise in her heart!

Unconsciously, her husband Guo Jing's sincere and honest face completely disappeared from Huang Rong's mind. Relying on the pleasure deeply imprinted on her body, Huang Rong instinctively found a more suitable and capable object of her fantasy.

"Good son-in-law... good Qi'er..." Her luscious red lips finally uttered a name that wasn't her husband's. That taboo name only fueled Huang Rong's lust, and her wild fantasies about her son-in-law caused her desire to rise rapidly. Reason was overwhelmed by the overwhelming lust, causing Huang Rong to fall into the slavery of lust once again, just like the night before.

"Where is he now?" Huang Rong thought dreamily, "Is he also like me... missing the romantic pleasure of last night... missing the ecstasy when our bodies were intertwined?"

In this infinitely sensual experience of contraception, the pretty Huang Rong had thought of her son-in-law Yelü Qi for the third time, and this time, Huang Rong's heart no longer felt the slightest rejection. Especially when she recalled her husband's utterly terrible bedroom skills and careless service, her guilt about fantasizing about others lessened.

"It's not entirely my fault..." A rebellious thought sprouted in Huang Rong's mind: "Who told that idiot to not satisfy me? It's him... He's not as good as others... So how can you blame me for thinking about others... masturbating..."

Unbeknownst to the stunningly beautiful heroine, her body and mind had undergone an extreme transformation. From the virtuous woman who had been righteously refusing to commit adultery with her son-in-law this morning, she had become a wanton woman who could only find pleasure in fantasizing about her lover masturbating. From well-intentioned contraception to unrestrained masturbation, from forgiving her husband to resentful of his transgressions, this sudden change occurred in just a few hours, yet Huang Rong's attitude was completely different!

Was it because of the saffron? That aphrodisiac-like effect not only corrupted Huang Rong's body, but also caused the once unwavering heroine's mind to become lost in promiscuity, unable to awaken from it. After applying the saffron twice, Huang Rong became a woman devoid of judgment and thought, a female beast blindly pursuing her physical needs, succumbing to her instincts! And in the heroine's near-mad mind, only the image of herself and her son-in-law engaging in lewd intercourse recurred!

Thinking of last night's passionate lovemaking and her son-in-law's muscular physique, Huang Rong's expression clearly became infatuated and intoxicated. Her captivating eyes overflowed with lust, her delicate cherry lips were luscious and tempting, and her sweet moans became infinitely alluring, releasing the full sensuality of a mature woman.

"Good Qi'er... ah! Qi'er... my good son-in-law..." she called out to him repeatedly, because her son-in-law's name seemed to have a magical power; with each call, the lewd pleasure within her increased exponentially!

She excitedly swayed her head, twisted her waist, and thrust her hips, her two fingers moving in and out of her wet and hot vagina. As the effects of the saffron and the inexplicable stimulating fantasies arose, Huang Rong's initially clumsy thrusting movements gradually became more skillful and smooth. Her slender fingers stirred and poked inside her jade gate, the rhythm sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. At this moment, Huang Rong no longer knew where she was or what she was doing; she only felt an emptiness, numbness, and itching in her lower body, desperately needing a man's passionate comfort. Having experienced the unforgettable illicit affair of the previous night, Huang Rong was even more certain that the only thing that could bring her pleasure and ecstasy now was that person, and that person's thick, long penis...

"Good Qi'er... good man... where are you? I... I miss you so much... come back... come back to my side..."

Knowing full well that her son-in-law couldn't possibly appear at this moment, Huang Rong, now delirious with lust, transformed her fervent and deep longing into a seductive call. That undisguised desire, coupled with the heroine's face overflowing with spring passion, was a beauty that could drive any man in the world wild with excitement. If Huang Rong's lover heard her heartfelt words and saw her in such a state, would he immediately rush back to be with her?

"Come quickly... like last night, occupying someone's body and playing with it... come... as long as you come, I'll do whatever you want... whatever you want, Rong'er will give you..." Like a floodgate opened, once Huang Rong had the thought of asking her lover for pleasure and love, she could no longer suppress the longing in her heart, and her words became more lewd, explicit, and seductive.

The intense emptiness in her lower body robbed Huang Rong of all reason; the heroine could no longer control her burning lust. Her slender hands continued their relentless ravaging of her mons pubis, but this level of pleasure was no longer enough for Huang Rong. She craved more…

she craved what reality could not possess… she craved what propriety forbade…

her son-in-law! Her

Qi'er!

If Yelü Qi were to appear before her now, Huang Rong knew she would willingly spread her legs, exposing her most precious private parts to him without reservation, allowing this young son-in-law to freely harass, play with, and possess her.

She would selflessly offer herself; she would fully cooperate.

She wanted to be his woman, his wife, just like last night…

as long as… as long as Yelü Qi appeared before her at this moment… Huang Rong was willing to give him everything…

And just as Huang Rong was delirious, secretly making this absurd and lewd decision, she seemed to see the wooden bathroom door slowly pushed open…

The light outside the door shone intensely, making it difficult to see clearly. But in her hazy vision, Huang Rong seemed to see someone standing outside the door…

a man!

A man Huang Rong couldn't forget, couldn't shake off. That little man who held the key to her body—Yelü Qi!

Her son-in-law! Her lover! He had actually appeared at the very moment she most desired and needed him.

Was it Heaven's pity on this lovestruck woman, granting them another chance for lovemaking?

Huang Rong watched as the man who haunted her dreams appeared as if descending from the heavens, stepping into the steamy bathroom and suddenly standing before her! The heroine didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed.

She, his mother-in-law, his teacher's wife, his elder, was now acting like a resentful woman in her boudoir, shamelessly masturbating in the bathhouse. Her most depraved and wanton behavior was being witnessed by this philandering son-in-law. Even her husband, Guo Jing, had never seen her in such a wanton posture; now Huang Rong was naked and completely exposed before Yelü Qi's eyes!

She should stop this lewd act, should cover her body...

she should scold her son-in-law for barging into her bathroom without permission...

But unexpectedly, Huang Rong felt no shame or embarrassment, nor did she have any intention of stopping the act...

"Why... it's you! Qi... Qi'er... good Qi'er, why... why are you here..." Huang Rong gazed at her handsome son-in-law with infatuation, her heart filled with joy and excitement at his appearance.

Yelü Qi remained silent, a mysterious smile on his face. Watching his revered mother-in-law masturbate like a prostitute, Yelü Qi's reaction was surprisingly calm. He slowly walked to Huang Rong, knelt directly between her spread legs, and watched with amusement as this female strategist, who had shone throughout Xiangyang, masturbated to release her desires.

He didn't speak; she didn't stop masturbating.

The two in the room remained silent, with only the woman's seductive moans and the lascivious sounds of penetration.

"He's looking at me... looking at my hand... masturbating. Waaah... so shameful! But... it feels... so exciting!"

Huang Rong didn't understand why she was so unrestrained and bold, daring to masturbate in front of her son-in-law, exposing her most alluring and seductive private parts without reservation before him. But the man's burning gaze only made Huang Rong's blood boil and her desire surge. The lust within her was like oil being poured on a fire, burning fiercely with earth-shattering intensity. At this moment, in Huang Rong's heart, what husband and daughter, what moral responsibility, all vanished under the endless flames of lust.

At this moment, only one person remained in the heart of the beautiful Huang Rong: Yelü Qi.

She wanted to please him!

She even wanted to...seduce him!!

She wanted to clearly show him that what she said this morning was all a nagging thought, not what she truly desired!

She shouldn't have pretended to be so aloof when she said those things to him, because she didn't want to be his mother-in-law or his teacher anymore!

She was just a woman! A woman who enjoyed being conquered by him, who craved to be played with by him.

And now, her body desperately needed his pleasure...needed the penetration of his penis, to fill and enlarge her cunt!

Half-sitting, half-lying on the bathroom tiles, Huang Rong braced her left elbow on the ground, her slender right fingers spreading her glistening, tender lips in a wanton manner, thus openly displaying her alluring body for anyone to admire.

"Good Qi'er...look...look at me here...ooh...it's all wet, Rong'er has released so much...spring water!"

In truth, Huang Rong's mind was hazy at this moment, and she couldn't quite explain why she had struck such a wanton pose. Huang Rong only vaguely felt that her son-in-law would like to see her so unrestrained, a seductive and alluring woman. The thought of "using any means necessary to please him, to seduce him" now filled the heroine's entire mind and body! The admiration in her son-in-law's eyes and the smile on his lips dominated her every thought. For Huang Rong, whose lustful thoughts were overflowing, winning the favor of the man before her was enough reason to indulge herself and debase herself.

This was a situation that no one in Xiangyang could imagine, or even dare to imagine. A dignified and virtuous woman, a gentle and refined mother, had become so lewd and despicable, willing to ruin herself to beg for a man's favor. And what was even more shocking was that this shameless woman was none other than the celestial beauty, the wise and brave female strategist Huang Rong, in everyone's eyes! That noble lady, who was originally unrelated to licentiousness and lewdness!

The burning and itchy sensation brought by saffron caused Huang Rong's vagina to constantly open and close, convulsing and spasming. The tender, inexperienced vagina of the heroine was stimulated by the medicinal flowers into a bewitching pink! Yelü Qi's remaining semen in Huang Rong's body had already been forced out by the medicinal flowers, and now the heroine was uncontrollably flowing with sticky, slippery spring water and honey-like juices!

The level of physical arousal far exceeded the normal state of a woman in heat!

Even a fool could see that Huang Rong's thirst for carnal desire had reached its peak!

However, Yelü Qi remained unmoved by the erotic scene before him, leisurely watching the beauty's live sex act, letting the delicate girl before him make various provocative and seductive gestures.

"Come on... why are you just watching from there... I need you! Come on... come and hold me... I want..." Huang Rong cried out inwardly, her mature and voluptuous body writhing uncontrollably. The usually chaste and self-respecting Madam Guo had never so blatantly provoked a man, but her first attempt resulted in her lover's lukewarm response. Seeing her son-in-law's unusual indifference, completely unmoved by her charm, Huang Rong couldn't help but think infatuatedly, "Could it be... that exposing my body so shamefully isn't enough? Is he still not satisfied with me like this?"

Huang Rong, no longer capable of rational thought, was consumed by the twisted logic of trying every possible means to please men. Since the man was still not satisfied with her performance, Huang Rong had no choice but to become even more lewd, more despicable, and more shameless! When the heightened arousal of sexual desire completely occupied the heroine's mind and body, even the most absurd thoughts found a rational explanation!

With a slight effort from her slender waist and toes, the heroine's plump, shapely buttocks lifted off the cool porcelain tiles, her gaze sweeping over her son-in-law with an even deeper smile. Like a servant offering tribute, Huang Rong directly presented her mysterious and sensual beauty to the man, swaying her slender waist gently like a little bitch, begging for her master's favor. Then, Huang Rong's boneless hands emerged from beneath her buttocks, gently parting her two snow-white cheeks, allowing Yelü Qi not only to see her tender, alluring vulva, but also her entire abdomen, buttocks, and even her delicate, captivating anus—all displayed in a lascivious manner before his eyes!

What a lewd and depraved posture! What a servile and lowly expression! This stunningly beautiful heroine's appearance not only conveys complete submission but also a kind of infatuated demeanor, enough to arouse lewd desires in every man in the world! Even the concubines in the harem would not try to please the emperor in this way, yet Huang Rong is willing to reveal such hidden servility for her son-in-law! Regardless of her body and mind, Huang Rong has abandoned even the most basic feminine restraint and self-respect.

Huang Rong, arching her back and thrusting her hips like a female slave, couldn't help but beg for pleasure: "Come on... Qi'er! I'm already... like this... what are you... what are you still doing there? Come here... come hug me, I need you, I need you to give me... pleasure like last night..."

Her voice was sweet and intoxicating, making those who heard it feel weak in the bone; her expression was charming and lewd, making the onlookers' blood boil! At this moment, Madam Guo had become a servant of lust, only wanting to use her beauty and sex appeal to lure men into depravity with her!

Faced with such a captivating beauty, no man in the world could refuse this lewd invitation!

Yelü Qi, no longer content with merely observing the scene, remained silent, but his strong, muscular body finally began to approach Huang Rong.

His movements were so slow, each inch bringing her closer making Huang Rong increasingly impatient; his smile was so wicked, his handsome face, full of mischievous grins, made Huang Rong's heart tremble with desire.

Huang Rong's round, pert buttocks eagerly swayed slightly towards her lover, as if declaring that her body was already ready to reciprocate. At this moment, Huang Rong's eyes overflowed with lust, and her delicate face was filled with an unprecedented allure and seductive charm. She maintained this posture, which appeared extremely humiliating and vulgar to outsiders, yearning for a man to come and enjoy her.

As her son-in-law drew closer, Huang Rong knew that the long-awaited sexual pleasure was about to arrive. A strong sense of excitement made her dizzy and breathless.

"Finally... finally here... come on, I've been waiting for you for so long... hurry... come and hug me."

Huang Rong's alluring eyes were fixed on her son-in-law's body, even staring unabashedly at Yelü Qi's crotch, her gaze as if trying to see through the thin trousers and peek into the man's private parts. Last night's infidelity had made Huang Rong deeply aware of the vast differences in men's genitals. Compared to her husband's penis, which was hard yet limp, her son-in-law's was firm and tireless, a true treasure capable of driving a woman to ecstasy! At this moment, Huang Rong, her eyes brimming with lust, kept glancing at Yelü Qi's lower body. Blinded by lust, the heroine only wished that the man's penis was already erect and ready for another passionate encounter.

But under Huang Rong's greedy gaze, a strange and mysterious thing happened. First, Yelü Qi's upper garment inexplicably turned into pieces of shredded cloth, fluttering in all directions. Then, without any apparent movement from her son-in-law, his trousers were also torn to shreds along with his upper garment. Just moments ago, her son-in-law was

impeccably dressed, but suddenly, his clothes fluttered like cotton wool, like butterflies dancing, and vanished from Huang Rong's sight in an instant, leaving only his strong, muscular body that made the heroine dazzle. Seeing Yelü Qi's clothes disappear, Huang Rong felt a vague sense of unease, but she was already overwhelmed with passion and desire, and had no time to ask questions or seek answers. At this moment, in Huang Rong's desire-filled inner world, she only thought about going to Wushan with her son-in-law again and indulging in passionate lovemaking; nothing else mattered to her.

Looking at Yelü Qi's naked, muscular body, Huang Rong could no longer conceal the raging flames of desire within her. She deliberately lifted her fair, smooth thighs, wanting to trap her son-in-law between her legs as she had the night before, eagerly trying to entwine herself with the man before her.

At this moment, the two were on top of each other, forming the most traditional position for intercourse. Two men in Huang Rong's life had also made love to her in this position. Guo Jing had taken her virginity in this position, and Yelü Qi had taken her chastity in this position. But unlike her husband's weakness and impotence, Huang Rong not only enjoyed the ultimate sexual pleasure under Yelü Qi, but also experienced her first orgasm.

Huang Rong loved it when her son-in-law fucked her like this!

Huang Rong longed for her son-in-law to fuck her like this now!

Beneath the man, Huang Rong's beautiful legs moved as nimbly as water snakes, following her master's lustful desires to entwine around his powerful waist. But as Huang Rong closed her legs, she found herself with nothing. Yelü Qi was clearly right in front of her, yet her son-in-law's body seemed to vanish like smoke, like a ghost, utterly elusive.

Huang Rong looked up, puzzled, at her still smiling son-in-law: "Why...why is this happening?"

Just then, Yelü Qi's figure faded away like ripples. From a clear and real sight, it gradually transformed into a shimmering, colorful cloud, finally disappearing before her eyes. In the blink of an eye, first his clothes, then even his body, vanished like a ghost.

Huang Rong shook her head excitedly, only to realize that there was no one else in the bathroom besides her.

It was all just wishful thinking on Huang Rong's part!

It was all just a figment of Huang Rong's imagination!

The man from before was like a fleeting dream, but his figure and appearance were clearly those of the boy who had captivated her. Huang Rong couldn't help but think, "Could it be that my intense feelings have made this illusion come true?"

In fact, there were many suspicious points regarding Yelü Qi's "appearance," such as:

why was Yelü Qi in Huang Rong's bathhouse? Why was Yelü Qi unmoved by Huang Rong's masturbation? Why wasn't he as passionate as he was the night before? Why did his clothes mysteriously disappear?

These questions were obvious. If this had happened on a normal day, when Huang Rong was lucid, her intelligence would have made her realize it was all an illusion. However, when the mind is overworked, or when there is an urgent expectation or pursuit of miracles, it is easy to experience hallucinations. Huang Rong not only had a genuine desire for Yelü Qi, but she also found it difficult to forget the incestuous affair of the previous night. Now, captivated by the medicinal flowers and bewitched by lust, she was naturally more prone to hallucinations during masturbation.

"Come back...don't leave me..." Huang Rong murmured plaintively in her sleep. Just moments ago, she thought she was only one step away from indulging in passionate lovemaking with Yelü Qi again, only one step away from embracing the man who haunted her dreams and made her lose her mind. It turned out that it was all an illusion, all a deception. How cruel the reality was! All her expectations had just vanished, and Huang Rong felt even more empty, distressed, and lonely!

She didn't know why she had become like this, with such a strong desire for sexual pleasure in both her body and soul. And just now, merely imagining it in her mind was enough to ignite her lust, making her erect nipples, everted labia, and the endless flow of nectar from his vagina!

She was the wife of the great hero Guo Jing, yet she was so wantonly fantasizing about someone else! She even passionately imagined her son-in-law appearing at the bathhouse, watching her masturbate! This was truly an unprecedented betrayal of her husband by Huang Rong.

Fantasizing about her daughter's husband! Fantasizing about the pleasures of incestuous pleasures!

"I don't care! ...Let me go crazy just this once...just this once! Let me go crazy!" Huang Rong screamed hysterically inside.

Yelü Qi's "appearance" had just intensified Huang Rong's lust, pushing her to the point of desperate urges. However, her body hadn't yet reached its climax. Her fantasy of making love with her son-in-law had been shattered, leaving the heroine deeply resentful and increasingly agitated.

"My dear Qi'er, where are you? I miss you... I'm going crazy with longing..."

But Huang Rong was unaware that Yelü Qi wasn't at the Guo residence at all. This charming young man was currently in the bamboo grove outside Xiangyang City, a place rife with evil schemes, indulging in debauchery with another beautiful woman from the Guo family!

Alone and without company, the charming Huang Rong could only continue masturbating and fantasizing to soothe her overflowing lust.

She once again inserted her index and middle fingers into her overflowing vagina, masturbating passionately while closing her eyes and intently recalling her son-in-law's appearance and voice, as if trying to grasp the fleeting illusion in her mind.

"Good Qi'er! Come back, come back to your mother-in-law's side... come back to Rong'er's side..."

But Huang Rong could not possibly imagine that the lover she so fervently called for, the son-in-law who fueled her lustful fantasies, was now shamelessly having an affair with her own daughter, Guo Fu, and arbitrarily manipulating her precious daughter!

If Huang Rong could see through her son-in-law's treacherous intentions, would she still be so infatuated with this heartless scoundrel? Would she still have given herself to him, offering her chastity, which she had cherished for so many years, to this scoundrel?

"Brother Qi... come back, do you know how much Rong'er needs you? Rong'er... wants to hold you, wants to kiss you, wants... like last night... to do those pleasurable things with you..." The

originally dutiful mother and shrewd woman was now delirious with intense lust. In her confused state, even her passionate calls to Yelü Qi turned into the nickname she used during her incestuous relationship with her son-in-law last night, calling him "brother" in a coquettish tone.

At this moment, Huang Rong's cheeks were flushed, and her breasts heaved violently. She knew perfectly well that Yelü Qi's appearance earlier was nothing but a mirage, a mere illusion. But for Huang Rong, as long as Yelü Qi could "appear" by her side again, she no longer cared whether he was real or not.

Huang Rong's right hand fingers incessantly rubbed her vulva, the wet, tender opening emitting a continuous, obscene "sizzling" sound. The heroine's left hand was not idle either; she dipped a little saliva on her tongue, and then her soft fingers circled wildly on the bright red tips of her breasts. The seemingly carefree Huang Rong's licentious behavior was merely a means to stimulate and numb herself, allowing her to fantasize about her son-in-law's appearance once more.

Already exhausted by the saffron and her debauchery, Huang Rong quickly fell back into a passionate and erotic dream. In her mind, she reconstructed immoral and sensual scenes, and obscene sexual fantasies replaced reality. Catalyzed by the saffron and her lust, Huang Rong suddenly felt the elusive image of her lover reappear before her eyes… At first,

her son-in-law's figure and face were blurry and indistinct, but as Huang Rong sank deeper into her fantasies, the heroine became increasingly convinced that her lover was right beside her!

"Here he comes... good man, good Qi'er... don't leave me, don't leave Rong'er..." The lustful woman, already lost in infatuation, pleaded for release from the empty void before her!

All because of lust blinding her eyes, all because of illusion and reality.

But for Huang Rong, who was under the influence of aphrodisiacs and desperately needed to release her lust, what meaning did the distinction between truth and falsehood have?

Now there was only pleasure! Only orgasm! These were the things that made Huang Rong feel real, and these were things that her husband could not give her!

Only her son-in-law! Only Yelü Qifang was the man Huang Rong desperately craved!

And what intoxicated Huang Rong even more was that the man, who was already handsome and dashing in reality, was further idealized in her fantasy. Since her night of pleasure with Yelü Qi, Huang Rong's feelings for her son-in-law have not only grown stronger, but she has also developed a hint of ambiguous and romantic fantasies. As a result, the Yelü Qi she conjures up in her excited mind is even more dashing and handsome, surpassing even Pan An in looks. Huang Rong fantasizes about the scenes she desires, and Yelü Qi instantly becomes the most perfect and flawless lover in her mind.

Seeing this man who has captivated her so much right before her eyes, just waiting for her to throw herself into his arms and offer her virginity, Huang Rong, having learned her lesson from the cruel shattering of her previous dream, will hold nothing back this time. This time, she was determined to hold onto this illusory man no matter what, to be entangled with him passionately and indulge in unrestrained pleasure.

Under the influence of her first passionate masturbation, absurd and chaotic fantasies, and the effects of the saffron, Huang Rong felt the man before her becoming clearer, gradually transforming from illusion to reality, from falsehood to truth. Huang Rong could even see the lines of his muscles, smell his masculine scent, and hear his heavy breathing!

Her mind could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion! She only knew how to hypnotize herself, to force herself to believe that what she saw was not a dream!

And when "Yelü Qi" placed one hand on her breasts and the other on her private parts, the pleasure within her surged! An incomparably pleasurable feeling swept over her body and mind! Huang Rong eagerly parted her lips and uttered her fragrant tongue, and in an instant, their lips and tongues intertwined, kissing passionately!

"Good brother...fuck me...fuck me...Rong'er wants it so much..." As Huang Rong let out her lewd moans, a captivating, intoxicating smile spread across her stunningly beautiful face. Completely lost in the erotic dream she had created, Huang Rong's alluring eyes could no longer see any clarity!

Xiangyang, Guo Mansion, bathroom.

A beautiful woman, her right hand caressing her genitals and her left hand lifting her breasts, was engaging in those unspeakable lewd acts. Her pretty face was flushed with desire, her breath coming in soft gasps, and her delicate tongue kept licking and sliding on her dry red lips, her appearance extremely lewd and alluring!

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