The Butterfly Steals Fragrance

Young and impetuous, Yue Hang, clutching his untied belt, hurried out of Cuiyun Tower, ignoring the brothel madam's shouts. He had no choice; the Yue family had strict rules, and this rare opportunity for a solo outing was a hard-won one. If he returned late and was caught by Aunt Liu, he'd likely be confined for half a month—far more painful than a beating. As he walked aimlessly down the street, he suddenly felt a soft, yielding touch on his shoulder, followed by a soft cry of "Ouch!" Yue Hang found the voice exceptionally languid and melodious, instantly reminding him of Cui'er, with whom he had been intimate at midday, only this voice was a hundred times more beautiful. As Yue Hang was lost in thought, the woman lying on the ground grew displeased. She slowly rose to her feet and scolded Yue Hang, "Young master, how rude of you! You bumped into someone on the road and didn't even help them up?" This reproachful voice should have contained anger, but surprisingly, coming from this woman, it was completely devoid of any harshness. Hearing it, Yue Hang felt as if he were being threaded through a needle, his bones and muscles went weak, and he felt as if he were about to ascend to heaven. He dared not respond with his usual arrogant demeanor, quickly punching himself in the face and forcing a smile, replying, "I'm truly sorry. I was in a hurry to get home and didn't mean to bump into you, young lady. I deserve to die. I wonder if you are alright?" The young lady's eyes curved into a charming smile, "I'm fine. Since it was unintentional, I can't blame you. Please go, young master." Yue Hang had other things on his mind and lost interest in teasing her. He quickly bowed and hurried away. ...After a short while, he finally arrived at his own door. Yue Hang looked up to check the time; thankfully, it wasn't dark yet, and he was secretly pleased, thinking, "Coming home at this time usually means I won't run into Aunt Liu. It seems my luck is pretty good today." Entering the courtyard, he suddenly saw a beautiful woman standing coldly in the front hall, staring at him. It was none other than the dreadful Aunt Liu. Yue Hang felt a chill run down his spine. "Why did Aunt Liu leave the nunnery so early today? I'm afraid I'm in for another calamity." Yue Hang was distressed, yet also held a sliver of hope. He hurriedly turned his gaze away and tiptoed towards the side hall. "Hang'er, stop! Why didn't you greet me before running away? Do you really think your aunt is blind?" Aunt Liu said with a mocking tone. He thought he had escaped, but Aunt Liu was sharp-eyed and wouldn't give him a chance. Yue Hang turned around and bowed to his aunt, saying, "Greetings, Aunt. Why are you out of seclusion so early today? You usually spend several hours on Buddhist prayers, and it's rare for me to even see you." "Why aren't you studying your lessons and martial arts? What have you been doing all this time?" Aunt Liu asked quietly. Hearing that Aunt Liu's tone wasn't particularly stern, Yue Hang secretly rejoiced, saying, "I've been quite bored with studying and practicing martial arts lately, so I went out to relax and enjoy myself at Mirror Lake." Aunt Liu covered her mouth and chuckled, "You little monkey, you're always so mischievous. I raised you from a young age; I know exactly what's going on in your mind. Don't think I don't know about your outrageous deeds just because I don't leave the house. Is Cui-jie from Cuiyun Tower serving you comfortably?" Yue Hang was startled by her words and stammered, "Aunt, you knew all along? I..." He knew his aunt was kind on the outside but ruthless on the inside, thinking, "If she finds out about something this serious, she'll break my legs!" Aunt Liu, seeing his face flush and palpable, seemingly both shy and frightened, secretly chuckled. Forcing a smile, she said fiercely, "I told you to study hard and practice martial arts, but all you do is wander around all day. How can you face our ancestors? If I ever see you causing trouble again, I'll tear your bones apart!" Yue Hang inwardly groaned, but dared not contradict her. He quickly said, "I know I was wrong, please punish me, Aunt!" Yue Hang lowered his head, his heart pounding, silently awaiting punishment. But after a long while, his aunt still didn't speak, and he felt increasingly tormented. He was usually afraid of Aunt Liu, and without her forgiveness, he dared not leave, so he could only bury his head in his chest and wait. He didn't know how much time had passed, but Aunt Liu still hadn't uttered a word. Yue Hang's legs were cramping from standing, and his neck, bowed for so long, was aching and unbearable. He couldn't help but sigh, "I thought it would be a beating with a ruler or confinement, but who knew it would be such a boring punishment of standing!"As darkness fell, a pale moon rose in the night sky, casting a hazy yellow glow over the front hall. What should have been a beautiful night was instead a source of suffocation for Yue Hang. It wasn't resentment towards Aunt Liu, but rather a childhood ailment: on full moon nights, he felt increasingly restless, as if something terrifying lurked within him, especially at midnight when gazing at the moon. It was as if his body was out of control. Now, that feeling returned, and Yue Hang could no longer endure such torment. In a short while, he was barely recognizable. He clutched his chest, knelt on the ground, drooling, seemingly driven mad. His bloodshot eyes were bloodshot, and he made muffled, hoarse, and painful groans. Suddenly, he heard a voice in his ear: "When the heart is full, it overflows with wisdom; when the blood is deficient, it is replenished from within. The way of fullness and deficiency lies in the rise and fall of the Yin energy of the earth." "When full, it disperses through the meridians; when deficient, it gathers and concentrates in the Bright Court, passing through the Purple Palace, transforming into the Golden Elixir. Only by refining essence and blood can one reach the Great Dao of cultivating the soul and refining the spirit..." The voice was ethereal, only lingering in Yue Hang's ears, repeatedly reciting scriptures. As Yue Hang listened to the scriptures, his mind gradually calmed down. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands naturally resting on his legs, palms facing upwards, breathing aloud. After a while, even his breathing became steady. Only then did Yue Hang come to his senses, secretly alarmed, "This attack was extremely severe. If it weren't for Aunt Liu reciting the scriptures, allowing me to regulate my breathing in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable." When Yue Hang felt that his body was no longer seriously ill, he looked around, but Aunt Liu was nowhere to be seen. He thought, "I had so many questions about my health that I wanted to ask her, but she's suddenly disappeared..." Yue Hang searched around but still couldn't find Aunt Liu. Growing increasingly impatient, he stood there for over an hour, which wasn't pleasant, so he reluctantly headed towards his room... The moon was high in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the courtyard. The swaying willows scattered patches of light, casting dappled shadows on the ground—a truly tranquil moonlit night. Yue Hang sat cross-legged on the couch, silently reciting scriptures. He felt his heart growing calmer, as if he had returned to his former state. Ever since his aunt taught him these scriptures when he was six, he had recited them several times every full moon. Strangely enough, whenever he recited these scriptures... The agitation he felt on that full moon night immediately subsided. Reciting the scripture once brought him complete comfort, as if countless beams of moonlight converged into streams, cleansing every meridian, circulating throughout his body, and gathering in his dantian (lower abdomen). Once the dantian could hold all the qi, it dispersed throughout his body, endlessly cycling—a truly wondrous cycle. After finishing his recitation, Yue Hang wiped his face with a towel, checked the time—it was past midnight—and crawled into his quilt to prepare for bed. Just then, the door opened, and Yue Hang looked up to see that it was Aunt Liu. "Ah, it's Aunt Liu! It's so late, why haven't you rested yet? Have you come to see Hang'er?" Yue Hang asked. Aunt Liu slowly walked to Yue Hang's side, extended her delicate hand, stroked his hair, and said gently, "Hang'er, is there anything wrong with your body?" "No, just a little nauseous, but nothing serious!" Yue Hang felt a surge of warmth in his heart, thinking, "Although this aunt is strict, she truly cares about me." Aunt Liu pushed Yue Hang closer, then sat down on the couch herself, slowly opening her arms to embrace him. Her beautiful hair brushed against his head, her face flushed with an almost imperceptible fervor. She whispered, "Hang'er, your aunt has waited over ten years, and finally, that day is coming..." Yue Hang felt a mature woman's delicate fragrance fill his nostrils, truly like orchids and musk, refreshing and inexplicably joyful. He had been raised by his aunt since childhood; although she wasn't his biological mother and was usually strict with him, he was still very dependent on her. Especially now, with her so gentle, how could he not be captivated? "Aunt is truly like a fairy descended from heaven; surely there is no one in the entire Zeyang City who can compare to her," Yue Hang thought, praising his aunt's beauty. Suddenly, he remembered the woman he had bumped into during the day. Her features were exquisite, her skin as white as snow; though they had only met once, she left a deep impression. Wasn't she just as alluring and charming? Lost in his own hazy thoughts, he hadn't heard a word his aunt had said. Suddenly, he saw a soft, white expanse before him, dazzling him. Those two snow-white mounds rose and fell with his aunt's breath, making his breath quicken. He quickly looked away, unable to bear it any longer… Aunt Liu, noticing his strange behavior, slowly released her arms, saying with a half-smile, "What's wrong? It seems my Hang'er has finally grown up; it's time to get married!" Yue Hang felt incredibly embarrassed, scratching his head and chuckling foolishly, "I used to think of you as a bodhisattva, but today I feel you're a fairy descended from heaven. It's all because of your beauty; how dare you tease Hang'er!" "Hang'er, hearing his whining and pleading, stopped teasing him and sighed softly, saying, 'Hang'er, you've really grown up. You'll be eighteen in half a month. My Yue family always passes down the family business to the eldest son. You're the only heir in this generation, so you must strive to make the Yue family great!' 'Hang'er knows, but I know nothing about martial arts. How can I bear such a heavy responsibility?' Although Yue Hang had practiced martial arts since childhood, he was quite ignorant. He only knew that the Yue family was the most powerful force in Zeyang City, and other small gangs and sects all fawned upon them. 'Silly child, if you don't understand, your aunt can teach you. How can a man belittle himself and not strive for progress! Tonight I'll tell you the secrets of my Yue family. Next month, your aunt will send a letter to invite all the martial arts practitioners to perform the coming-of-age ceremony for you and receive the Yue family's inheritance.'" "Hang'er, my Yue family was once the head of the four great families. Although our power has been somewhat precarious since your father passed away, your aunt has painstakingly managed it for over a decade and still maintains some prestige. However, when you take over the Yue family in the future, you cannot rely on the prestige of your ancestors to look down on the heroes of the world." Hearing about the four great families, Yue Hang's spirits lifted. He often heard tea drinkers in teahouses say that the "Yue, Li, Xu, and Hu" families were famous throughout the land... He never imagined that the Yue family referred to his own family, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He tilted his head and asked, "Then your aunt's martial arts must be the best in the world!" "Little monkey, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How could your aunt be considered a master? Haven't you heard the saying, 'The immortal immortal, the waxing and waning moon is nothing to him, poetry and wine are carefree and unrestrained, the drunken mad monk Mu Tianhan'?" "Those four figures mentioned in those four sentences are truly masters," Aunt Liu said, tapping Yue Hang's head. "These four sentences sound quite catchy, but I wonder which four figures they refer to." Young people like to argue about who's number one and who's number two, and Yue Hang was quite interested in this as well. Aunt Liu continued, "The first one naturally refers to [the Immortal of Longevity]. This old senior is an elder of the Longevity Sect. It's said he's over 200 years old, and I've never met him. He's universally recognized as a god-like figure, and it's said that his [ascension method] has allowed him to reach the realm of celestial beings." The Longevity Sect is located in the Xingxue Mountains in the north, above Yingtianchi Lake. It's said that each member of the sect possesses extraordinary abilities, and in recent years, it has become legendary. Yue Hang had heard about it in the teahouse, and hearing Aunt Liu say this, he couldn't help but think, "The Immortal of Longevity only became a first-rate master in the martial arts world after living for two hundred years; he's not that impressive." "The second line refers to Yue Dengxian, the leader of the Moon God Alliance. He is the most mysterious top master in the last hundred years, but unfortunately, he is cruel and bloodthirsty, having slaughtered countless martial arts practitioners. Now, the Moon God Alliance has risen suddenly, its power is immense, and it has committed all kinds of evil, becoming a public menace in the martial arts world. If it weren't for the four great families of the righteous path resisting it, the situation would be in grave danger." "The third line refers to Bai Zizai, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It is said that his swordsmanship is divine, and his unique skill, [Zizai Xin], is unparalleled in the martial arts world. Most sword learners in the world take Bai Zizai as their teacher, which shows his mastery and influence in swordsmanship." "The fourth line refers to a dissolute monk, whose origins are unknown. He seems to be drunk all day long, but he doesn't listen to any reason and kills indiscriminately at the slightest disagreement. His subordinates have committed countless sins." Yue Hang, chin in hand, listened intently. Seeing his aunt pause, he quickly shook his arm and pleaded, "And then? What other interesting things happened in the martial arts world? Tell Hang'er all of them!" Chapter TwoSeeing how intently he listened, Aunt Liu couldn't help but chuckle. She gave him a playful glare with her beautiful eyes, gathered her thoughts, and continued, "Hang'er, I'm telling you all this so you can have a concept of the martial world. You'll only truly understand what it's like when you venture out into the world yourself. You're about to become an adult, and I need to entrust you with the affairs of my in-laws. Listen carefully to what I'm about to say; don't treat it like a story anymore." Hearing his aunt's serious tone, Yue Hang abandoned his frivolous demeanor and sat upright on the couch, saying, "Please speak, Aunt Liu. I will remember it well." Aunt Liu asked, "Do you remember the scripture I passed on to you?" Yue Hang's heart skipped a beat; he had a question. He quickly replied, "Of course I remember. I recited it several times just now. But I have a question: what exactly is this scripture? When I recite it, my mind calms down, and I feel comfortable all over, filled with power—it's truly miraculous." "This scripture is from my in-laws..." "This is a family secret technique that allows one to temper oneself with the power of the moonlight. It's a rare treasure, naturally possessing immense power, and it's precisely the strongest weapon of my Yue family." "No wonder I felt as if moonlight was flowing through my body," Yue Hang suddenly realized, then, as if remembering something else, asked, "By the way, Aunt, why do I feel so sad every time the moon is full, and I can't control myself?" Aunt Liu frowned and said, "The progress in cultivating this skill is extremely rapid; a moment can equal several days of normal progress." "This precious scripture, though wondrous, has its shortcomings. During the full moon, the Taihua (a mythical creature) is at its most prosperous, and the human body's meridians, being inherently narrow, cannot withstand such abundant Yin energy from Heaven and Earth, hence the backlash. Therefore, practicing this skill requires diligent and uninterrupted practice. Only when the body's meridians are sufficiently wide will one naturally no longer suffer the torment of this Moon Gu attacking the heart." Yue Hang was extremely surprised, never expecting his suffering to originate from this scripture. He thought angrily, "This damned scripture is truly harmful, and even more..." He hated it so much that he was afraid he would never be able to live without it... How ridiculous! Aunt Liu saw through his thoughts and couldn't help but laugh, "What? Are you blaming your aunt for teaching you this damned scripture? If it weren't for this precious scripture, I'd probably have to use the ruler to force you to practice martial arts. Isn't it great now? I didn't put in much effort to teach you, and you're enjoying it. Isn't that a win-win situation?" Yue Hang agreed wholeheartedly and secretly praised his aunt for being lazy... "You've been practicing this scripture for twelve years now..." "Perhaps you don't yet feel its power, but in terms of internal strength alone, you're already considered a master! What you lack now is only techniques and experience in real combat." "That's easy! Auntie's martial arts are so powerful, just teach me some techniques, and I guarantee it'll be worth ten boxing masters." Yue Hang disliked facing those old scholars and boxing masters with wrinkled faces, thinking to himself, "It's better to have my beautiful auntie teach me than them..." "Auntie's skills are..." Calculation is very powerful. If you learn it, you will probably delay Hang'er's excellent skills. I think of all the previous heads of my Yue family, who were not all-powerful figures. Naturally, they had amazing skills that were passed down from generation to generation, but they were passed down from male to female. What’s more, my aunt was a person with a foreign surname, so the Yue family didn’t learn any of their true skills. If you want to learn martial arts, you naturally have to go to the family arsenal and check it out for yourself. "Yue Hang has been naughty since he was a child. He has been familiar with it in his own yard for a long time, but he has never heard of any arsenal. He asked doubtfully: "Auntie, where is the arsenal? I've never seen it before! ! Aunt Liu said: "The arsenal is the secret of my in-law family. The clan rules stipulate that only the head of the family can enter. Aunt Liu only knows the entrance but has never entered it!" Not to mention you. Yue Hang was the most curious. When he heard that there was still a place at home that he had not yet set foot on, he hurriedly asked: "Where is the entrance?" Take me to see it! "You are really impatient. I came here tonight just to take you into the arsenal!" "Aunt Liu said angrily. Before Yue Hang could react, she grabbed him by the back of his shirt and darted out of the room, disappearing into the night. Yue Hang felt light as a feather, the scenery rushing past him, the wind whistling in his ears. In no time, he was standing in front of a house. Looking closely, he realized it was the Buddhist shrine where his aunt worshipped. Yue Hang had never been inside this shrine before, because Aunt Liu had said it was where the ancestral tablets of the Yue family were kept, and one was not allowed to enter without performing the coming-of-age ceremony. Aunt Liu gently pushed open the main door and went inside. Seeing that Yue Hang hadn't followed, she quickly turned back and pulled him, saying, "What are you daydreaming about? Come on in, the armory is inside." With his aunt's permission, Yue Hang stepped inside. The shrine was decorated in a very ancient style, with four-tiered eaves that curved inwards, and a spiraling cloud-carved ceiling. Large murals adorned both sides, depicting mostly fairies flying in the air, though the fairies' clothes were rather revealing… He stared, his face flushed crimson. On a high table directly in front of him sat a large, moon-shaped jade plate, its surface gleaming eerily green under the moonlight. Aunt Liu pointed to the plate and said, "Our family's armory is behind that plate. Go inside, and you'll meet a woman. Tell her your identity, and she'll give you our Yue family's heirloom." Aunt Liu seemed quite excited; her outstretched hand trembled uncontrollably. Yue Hang quickly climbed onto the table, turned behind the plate, and indeed saw a stone door. The door was very narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. Yue Hang expected some kind of mechanism to open it, but as soon as his hand touched the stone, the door clicked open, startling him. He complained, "What kind of hidden place is this? It opened with just a touch!!" He hesitated for a moment before walking inside. ...As Aunt Liu watched the darkness inside the door swallow Yue Hang's figure, she withdrew her trembling arm, a fanatical expression flashing across her face as she murmured, "Finally, this day has come!" After a long silence, she suddenly moved, reaching the top of the tower in the backyard in a few leaps. A man in black stood with his arms crossed atop the tower's slender spire, wearing a silver, ferocious demon mask on his head. His large black cloak fluttered in the night wind, his imposing figure exuding an aura of authority and dominance. Aunt Liu stood on a corner of the eaves, bowing respectfully to the masked man, saying, "Your subordinate, Emei, greets the Alliance Leader. I have completed the task assigned by the Alliance Leader. Please instruct me on the next step." The Alliance Leader remained motionless, standing as still as a stone statue. His blood-red eyes held an unfathomable depth. His terrifying mask rippled, and a series of hoarse, mournful voices rang out, "Emei, you have truly suffered these past years. Now, you are only one step away from complete liberation. You will not need to handle matters from now on; just remain hidden. Envoy Yingyue is on his way. Once he arrives, we can take action." "Congratulations, Alliance Leader! The Guangling Secret Scroll will ultimately belong to our Moon God Alliance. Under the Alliance Leader's leadership, our Moon God Alliance will surely unify the martial world in the future," Emei quickly flattered. "You don't need to flatter me with these empty words. I will not break my promise to you. Once I obtain the Guangling Secret Scroll from the Yue family, I will remove the Moon Gu from you, and you will be free." The Moon God Alliance Leader said sarcastically. After a pause, the Alliance Leader continued, "Can you still control that child below? He is a key link in our success." "I planted the Moon Gu in him as instructed by the Alliance Leader, but for some reason, it doesn't seem to have much effect. Several times on the night of the full moon, when the Moon Gu was at its peak, I tried to stimulate it to test him, but he only seemed to feel annoyed, without the pain of the Moon Gu devouring his heart. If he adjusts his breathing in time, he can calm down instantly," Emei said in a low voice. The alliance leader said, "This matter is none of your concern. I also secretly examined his pulse and discovered something within his body resisting the Yin-cold power of the Moon Gu. However, it's nothing serious. He's still young and has no strength whatsoever, posing no threat. Just kill him as soon as we get the secret scroll to avoid future trouble!" "We still have to kill him! Sigh..." Liu Emei felt a strange sadness upon hearing the alliance leader's words. "The people from the Chaohua Demon Sect should arrive tomorrow. Remember to give them some benefits first. As the saying goes, even a centipede dies hard. Although the Chaohua Demon Sect is currently facing some crises, it shouldn't be underestimated. Don't mistreat them tomorrow." After the alliance leader finished speaking, he vanished before Liu Emei could react. Liu Emei responded softly and turned to go downstairs. ... Inside the stone gate, it was pitch black. Yue Hang felt quite uncomfortable, only noticing that the ground beneath his feet was damp and somewhat narrow, suggesting it was a passageway. After walking for a while, they finally saw light and Yue Hang hurried over. Emerging from the passage, Yue Hang felt as if he had entered another world. The enormous stone chamber before him was as spacious as a martial arts training ground in his backyard, its walls inlaid with ever-shining pearls that cast a lustrous glow, a truly pleasing sight. Yue Hang walked into the inner room and looked around. Along the stone walls stood a row of tall bookshelves, filled with all sorts of books. Yue Hang thought, "This must be the armory. The books inside must be the Yue family's secret martial arts techniques." He walked to a shelf, picked up a book, and flipped through a few pages. The paper seemed to have been specially treated; it even changed color as he looked at it. Being of noble birth, he knew this was a kind of insect-repellent and preservative-preserving agent, presumably to prevent the cold and dampness of the room from damaging these precious books. This stone chamber was like a sea of books. Yue Hang flipped through them aimlessly, mostly looking at books like "On Seedlings" and "Strategies of Auspicious Plans." These books would be rare treasures in the real world, but they were meaningless to him. He had only come to the armory to take a look and understand...Curiosity got the better of him. "They call this an armory! But there aren't any martial arts manuals or anything like that..." Yue Hang casually flipped through the books, lost in thought. Suddenly, he noticed a particularly captivating colored illustration on one of the pages. It depicted a naked woman straddling a man, her head slightly tilted back, her face serene, her long hair cascading to the ground, partially obscuring her buttocks, adding to her allure. The depiction of their union was especially meticulous; half of the man's penis was exposed, even the dewdrops clinging to it were clearly visible. Yue Hang's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. Lost in his reverie, Yue Hang suddenly heard a faint breathing sound, which startled him. He remembered his aunt mentioning that there were people exchanging partners here. He quickly turned to look, but couldn't see a soul. He then called out loudly, "Is there any of my Yue family ancestors here?" The stone chamber echoed loudly; the sound waves reverberated for a long time before subsiding, but no one came out to reply. Yue Hang felt slightly annoyed and thought, "Although this place is spacious, there's nowhere to hide. Who could possibly be here? I must have been too focused just now and had a hallucination!" Yue Hang then focused his gaze on the book, flipping through several pages. It was full of erotic pictures, some of the poses quite obscure. Even though he had been through many romantic encounters, he couldn't help but blush and his heart race. He couldn't help but mutter, "So my Yue family ancestors were quite a few playboys. I suppose I've inherited their mantle." "Your Yue family is more than just a few playboys; they're all despicable and shameless, worse than beasts!" This voice was quite abrupt, as if it came from the void. The tone was calm and even, but Yue Hang felt as if a hand was gently caressing his heart, an itchy sensation that was hard to resist. Lost in thought for a moment, he realized the words were disrespectful to his ancestors. He raised an eyebrow and glared in the direction of the voice. There, hanging from the ceiling of the stone chamber, was a white, cocoon-like object, terrifying in the light of the ever-burning pearl. Thinking it was a monster, Yue Hang cried out in alarm, threw down his book, and ran back the way he came. As he ran, he suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him, and then his feet left the ground, and he floated up, seemingly towards the 'monster'. Terrified, Yue Hang struggled to break free, but the 'monster' seemed incredibly strong; he couldn't escape its grasp and was instantly dragged back, falling flat on his face. Yue Hang was terrified. He quickly closed his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Eek! A monster is eating people! Auntie, come save me!" But after shouting for a long time, the monster didn't react at all. Yue Hang felt a great sense of relief, thinking, "Could it be that the monster has eaten its fill?" His mind was full of absurd thoughts. After holding it in for so long, he finally couldn't help but open his eyes. He saw a pair of moon-white embroidered shoes with mandarin duck patterns, which were very small and cute. Yue Hang was very relieved. "It's just a female ghost. That's better than the ugly monster." He tilted his head up slightly and finally saw the female ghost's face clearly. The female ghost looked about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was beautiful and otherworldly, like a fairy under the moon. She wore a brocade moon-white robe, with a gilded jade belt around her waist. The narrow skirt barely covered her two round and elastic legs. Her skin was as delicate as fine porcelain, and a beauty mark adorned the corner of her left eye, making her truly captivating. Yue Hang was mesmerized, lost in a dream. Seeing Yue Hang sprawled on the ground, his eyes fixed on her waist and hips, the woman felt a surge of anger. She turned around and said resentfully, "Are you also a descendant of the Yue family? It's one thing to be weak in martial arts, but to be so afraid of ghosts at your age is a disgrace to the Yue family!" Yue Hang felt a sudden flutter in his heart at the woman's slightly angry expression, but he could clearly see that she wasn't a ghost at all, but a beautiful young woman. Thinking of how disheveled he had just made, which the beauty had witnessed, he blushed and replied, "My name is Yue Hang. I didn't see you clearly just now and mistook you for a monster. Please forgive me. May I ask your name? Are you someone from the Yue family?" "I don't really have a name. You... just call me Yue Nu'er," the beauty said after a long pause. "As for who will be handing over the reins, I don't know. I'm just the one guarding this place." In Chapter Three, "The Secluded Chamber of Pity," Yue Hang, seeing her expression soften, hurriedly asked, "But Aunt Liu sent me here, saying I should take over the family heirloom." Yue Nu'er's expression changed upon hearing this, and she said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of me! How could a useless brat like you be the head of the Yue family? Isn't Yue Qingyan the head of the Yue family? Is he going to abdicate?" Hearing his father's name, Yue Hang felt a pang of sadness and said sorrowfully, "Yue Qingyan was my father. He passed away fifteen years ago." Upon hearing this, Yue Nu'er's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. She lunged forward, grabbed Yue Hang by the neck, and forcefully slammed him against the bookshelf, shaking him wildly as if possessed, laughing maniacally, "Is what you said true? He...he...he's really dead? He just died like that? Hahahaha...Yue Qingyan, so you can die too...hahahaha..."Heaven have mercy! In her frenzy, Yue Nu'er used an unknown amount of force. Yue Hang felt as if his neck was broken, and even breathing was extremely difficult. He wanted to beg for mercy, but the words wouldn't come out. He felt a deep sorrow in his heart. Who would have thought that the beautiful woman who was just moments ago as indifferent as an angel would instantly transform into a bloodthirsty madman? Just as Yue Hang felt suffocating, Yue Nu'er suddenly released her grip, swaying unsteadily, still laughing wildly. A string of drool even clung to her bright red lips, and her distorted features were quite ferocious and ugly, quite frightening. She laughed until she couldn't breathe, then cupped her delicate hands around her lower abdomen, slowly squatted down, her shoulders still twitching as if she hadn't laughed enough. It took a long time for her to calm down. When she stood up again, the smile was gone from her face. Her teeth were clenched so tightly that her tender lips were bleeding, yet she didn't seem to notice. Her eyes were red as if they were spitting fire, staring straight at... Yue Hang, lying on the ground, strode over menacingly. Instinctively, Yue Hang tried to dodge, but his entire body felt frozen solid, unable to move an inch. He was utterly devastated, wanting to cry but unable to, filled with terror, and could only close his eyes and await death. Suddenly, he smelled a delicate fragrance, like orchids and musk, and the warm, moist breath sprayed onto his face. Yue Hang could no longer close his eyes. He slightly opened his eyelids and saw Yue Nu'er's beautiful face almost pressed against his own, even the fine pores were clearly visible. Her blood-stained red lips were incredibly alluring, like buds just beginning to bloom, tempting him to take a bite. But then, seeing her bloodshot eyes blazing with hatred, he immediately felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, a chill penetrating to his very bones. After staring at each other for a moment, Yue Nu'er said hatefully, "The Yue family all deserve to die. Since you are a descendant of Yue Qingyan, you have no one to blame but yourself." With that, she grabbed Yue Hang by the back of his collar, lifted him up, and casually threw him to the ground. On the wall. The moment Yue Hang touched the wall, it flipped over, sending him tumbling inside with a thud, the impact so severe he felt as if his body had been shattered, the pain excruciating. It turned out there was more to this stone chamber than met the eye; behind the stone wall was another room. Yue Hang rose from the ground and looked around. The roof was inlaid with colorful glazed tiles, moonlight filtering through them to every corner. Inside was a huge jade bed, with an incense table at its head, upon which were rows of memorial tablets, presumably those of Yue's ancestors. The jade bed was quite unique, emitting a deep, emerald green light, seemingly identical in material to the moon discs in Buddhist shrines. A hazy mist hung over the jade bed, rising and falling, appearing even more enchanting and dazzling under the moonlight. Yue Hang was mesmerized when he suddenly heard a knock on the stone door again. Presumably, Yue Nu'er was about to enter. He frantically scrambled and rolled towards the jade bed, where the thick mist would provide cover. Yue Nu'er closed the stone door and slowly entered the room. Her eyes swept across the room before she walked straight to the jade bed. The thick fog seemed to have no effect on her vision; she instantly reached the foot of the bed where Yue Hang was hiding, grabbed him, and threw him onto the jade bed. Then, she leaped onto the bed and struck Yue Hang in the chest with her palm. Yue Hang coughed up blood, feeling as if his body had frozen solid. He couldn't speak, and his limbs were immobile. He could only stare at the ethereal beauty before him, yet he couldn't muster a single trace of hatred. Fortunately, the jade bed beneath him was quite warm, a faint warmth coursing through his body, which he found rather pleasant. Yue Nu'er, holding Yue Hang's hair in one hand and pointing at the memorial tablet before the bed with the other, angrily shouted, "I wanted to kill this little thief with one blow, but that won't quell my hatred! I must make you, the ancestors of the Yue family, feel ashamed even in the afterlife to atone for all the suffering I've endured over the years!" "Having said that, she grabbed Yue Hang's clothes and ripped them apart, turning his brocade robe into shreds. Yue Hang was now only wearing shorts, most of his body exposed before the beauty, which made him blush slightly. However, Yue Nu'er still didn't let him go, spreading her rounded legs and straddling his waist. Yue Hang felt that her thighs were like cotton, her skin soft and warm, and the touch made his bones feel weak and his body numb. He couldn't help but show an intoxicated expression. Yue Nu'er slowly lowered herself, pressing her face very low, almost touching Yue Hang's face. Her eyes also changed to a hazy look, so seductive that they seemed to drip water. Her long eyelashes fluttered and even touched Yue Hang." Seeing Yue Hang's infatuated expression, Yue Nu'er smiled sweetly, even spitting out a small, clove-like bud, and gently licking the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth with her lower lip. Yue Hang couldn't resist such teasing; his lower body immediately reacted, pressing stiffly against Yue Nu'er's buttocks, trembling incessantly. Yue Nu'er, naturally aware of the stimulation, quickly lifted her buttocks and took a step forward, firmly straddling Yue Hang's chest. She turned her arm and slowly moved it along her side towards his legs, suddenly grabbing his erect member, blinking at the person beneath her, and softly said, "Is this alright?" The massive member couldn't withstand such force, causing Yue Hang to grimace, yet amidst the pain, there was a strange sense of pleasure. Unfortunately, he couldn't speak, and couldn't reply to the beauty's words. "Do you know who I am?" "Yue Nu'er's soft little hands gently caressed him through the thin fabric, and she brought her little mouth close to Yue Hang's ear,"Knowing full well that Yue Hang couldn't speak, she still said to herself, "You probably don't know my identity, but it doesn't matter. Just enjoy yourself. I don't think my body will be too disgraceful to you." With that, she withdrew her hands from behind her back, gently tugging at her waist. The jade belt around her waist slipped off, and with a tremor, her outer robe and undergarments were removed, revealing a pale pink bodice underneath. She reached out and caressed her jade-like neck for a moment, then held a pink, glistening pendant in her hand. The pendant was shaped like a teardrop, its surface rippling like water, yet it couldn't escape its outer shell. She shook the pendant, then leaned down and murmured, "Is it uncomfortable not being able to move? Let me warm you up!" Yue Nu'er put the pendant in her mouth, placed both hands on Yue Hang's chest, and silently circulated her inner energy. Yue Hang felt a surge of power instantly coursing through his body, expelling most of the coldness from his meridians. The wound from the palm strike gradually subsided, and his body slowly warmed up. After a short while, he was able to move freely again. Yue Nu'er's bodice was very narrow, barely covering her two large, snow-white breasts, which stood out prominently. Two small nipples, about the size of beans, were clearly visible through the fabric. A deep cleavage between the two mounds of flesh opened and closed with Yue Nu'er's breath, making Yue Hang drool with desire. He could no longer control his intense lust and quickly reached out, grabbed one, and began to knead it roughly. That delicate thing couldn't withstand such rough handling. Yue Nu'er whimpered, withdrew her hands from Yue Hang's chest, and forcefully grabbed his wrists to prevent him from getting carried away. She stuck out her bright red tongue and gently licked his eyebrows and eyes a few times, saying indistinctly, "You're in such a hurry as soon as you can move? I'm not ready yet!" She spat out the pendant from her mouth and held it tightly in her hand. After holding it for a moment, a drop of pink liquid dripped from the pendant, landing right on Yue Hang's chest, instantly seeping into his skin and disappearing. Yue Hang felt something on his chest ignite, instantly burning throughout his body. Waves of heat surged down to his lower body, and his already erect member suddenly swelled to its maximum. The obstruction of his shorts made him feel even more pain. Suddenly, he forcefully broke free from Yue Nu'er's hands, reached down to his crotch, and pulled off his shorts. The massive object, freed from its restraints, suddenly leaped and slapped against the plump, fragrant buttocks in front of her, making a loud, pleasant slap. Yue Nu'er suddenly felt a sharp pain in her buttocks as a hard, hot object pressed against her, sending a wave of tingling pleasure through her. Her face burned, and all her strength seemed to drain away. She could only prop herself up by her hands near Yue Hang's ears, panting heavily. Taking advantage of Yue Nu'er's weakness, Yue Hang sat up and buried his face in those fleshy mounds, his hot tongue probing deep into the crevice, wanting to devour all the fragrance within. Yue Nu'er raised her head, her smooth chin resting against Yue Hang's forehead, her small mouth open, breathing heavily. The tingling sensation from her breasts intensified, and the strong masculine scent beneath her made her head throb, her desire growing stronger. Looking down at Yue Hang, who was nearly lost in ecstasy, she felt a surge of relief. Her gaze drifted to the memorial tablet before the jade bed, and she murmured, "If you scoundrels truly have spirits in heaven, open your eyes and take a good look. See how your descendants commit incest and depravity... See how we, aunt and nephew, indulge in debauchery!!!" With that, she closed her eyes, a single tear slowly sliding down her cheek and landing on Yue Hang's face. Yue Hang had long lost his senses and could no longer hear what the beauty was murmuring; his entire focus was on licking that tender flesh. His manhood swelled uncontrollably, yet he could not release it. He could only thrust his hips rapidly, burying his pink head deep into the beauty's buttocks, as if there were sweet honey there, tempting his enormous member to greedily devour it. Yue Nu'er felt something hot and scalding repeatedly bump against her private parts, and her body went limp. She wanted to lift her buttocks to dodge, but she couldn't muster the strength and could only frown and endure the intoxicating numbness. That annoying thing was so persistent, suddenly pressing against her vulva, as if it knew it had found the right spot, and wouldn't leave, but instead rapidly rotating the head of the rod and grinding it, making Yue Nu'er feel like she was going to heaven. Yue Hang ground it hard for a few more times, but felt that the undergarment was not very comfortable, so he reluctantly left the soft breasts, and his hands slowly slid down the curves, stopping at the soft buttocks and caressing them for a while, before pulling down the beauty's clothes that covered her private parts. Yue Hang, supporting his already aroused member, pressed it against his chest. After a few teasing movements, the small, pigeon-egg-sized glans parted its labia and squeezed into a warm, moist place. He felt the jade clam tightly wrapped like a fiery cloth, the countless layers of alluring flesh inside seemingly unaccustomed to the foreign object's entry, slowly writhing, as if trying to squeeze the massive object out. Yue Hang, in his ecstasy, convulsed. Although Yue Nu'er was past her teenage years, she had never experienced such intimacy with anyone. The sudden, overwhelming impact immediately made her lose herself, gradually sinking into lust. Her starry eyes were fixed on him, her lips parted as if sighing or pleading, her cheeks flushed red, and her breasts were already erect and prominent. Her two slender hands gripped the man's arms tightly, her nails digging into his flesh without her realizing it. In her dazed state, she moaned, "Kiss me, kiss me...""Kiss me!" Upon hearing the call, Yue Hang immediately stopped what he was doing and raised his head to press his lips firmly against hers. He felt the sweet saliva on her lips and couldn't resist sticking out his tongue to taste it. But as soon as he reached his lips, a soft, fragrant bud welcomed him in. Their tongues intertwined passionately, and they could no longer distinguish one from the other. Yue Hang had been holding his head up for a long time and felt quite tired. He opened his left arm and pulled Yue Nu'er's body into his arms, pressing her full breasts against his chest. His right hand wrapped around her slender waist, and with a sudden thrust of his waist, his massive member broke through an obstacle, with most of its shaft already embedded inside her. Yue Nu'er was lost in the ecstasy of her kiss when she suddenly felt as if that hateful thing had pierced through her lower body. The pain made her delicate features furrow slightly, and she cried out, "Ah!" Hearing the cry, Yue Hang's mind cleared somewhat. Seeing the pitiful state of the beautiful woman before him, her body writhing in pain, a feeling of pity welled up within him. He quickly stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and sat on the jade bed. He wrapped one arm around her slender waist, and with the other, he reached inside her bodice to knead her two small, rabbit-like breasts. He kissed her lips again, tenderly caring for her. Yue Nu'er, comforted by the man's touch, felt the pain lessen slightly, and her flower stem gradually became wet, with drops of dew overflowing from their point of contact... The smear on Yue Hang's shaft was like rain. Yue Nu'er felt that the wicked thing beneath her was enormous, filling her private parts completely, leaving no space at all. Every movement caused it to stir inside her, a sensation that was both tingling and numb, incredibly pleasurable. Having tasted the wonderful pleasure, how could she resist? She spread her long, beautiful legs and wrapped them around Yue Hang's waist, her hips gently rotating, wanting only greater stimulation from that enormous thing. Yue Hang sensed her restlessness and gladly lifted his hips to meet hers, his hands moving down to lift her thighs and thrusting in and out. He felt as if a thousand tiny mouths were sucking on his shaft inside her, an incredibly pleasurable sensation. This position, however, made Yue Hang feel restricted, so... He rolled over, pinning Yue Nu'er beneath him, and lifted her legs with both hands, kneeling between them. He thrust in and out, experiencing intense pleasure, and couldn't help but increase his speed, causing her beautiful vulva to ripple with crimson waves, dripping with juices. Yue Nu'er, experiencing this for the first time, couldn't withstand such pounding. She felt the pleasurable sensations accumulating within her, becoming almost uncontrollable. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, offering her lips, wanting to stay on him forever. Suddenly, she felt Yue Hang's thrust go very deep, and she didn't know what he had touched. Her body stiffened, and she began to tremble violently. Seeing her ecstatic state, Yue Hang knew... Having finally obtained the beauty's stamen, he quickly focused his waist, pressing directly against that wondrous, tender object, slowly grinding it, wanting to savor the shape of the beauty's stamen. But that wondrous thing was quite cunning, evading him completely, never allowing him to catch it head-on. When he did manage to touch it, it was like a flame, instantly burning his shaft as if it were melting, incredibly pleasurable. Yue Hang was quite troubled, and in a fit of rage, he thrust forward, this time plunging the entire length into that jade clam, instantly rendering the stamen immobile. Now he finally saw its full form, feeling that it was like a kernel, seemingly soft yet firm, with a small mouth on it, opening and closing with an immense suction force, quite delightful. (Moon Slave Flower) Rui was captured, her beautiful soul almost melting away. Suddenly, she felt a tingling, numb sensation in her vagina, unable to hold back any longer. Streams of nectar gushed from her flower core, like a river bursting its banks, both rapid and abundant. Yue Hang was just getting into the swing of things with Rui when suddenly the wonderful thing opened its small mouth and bit his glans, quickly releasing streams of nectar. The nectar dripping onto the tip of his penis made Yue Hang feel like he was going to ascend to heaven. He quickly looked down at their point of contact and saw the delicate, butterfly-wing-like downy hairs softly draped on either side of her mons pubis, with a few drops of glistening nectar still clinging to them, looking incredibly erotic. Her flat, white belly rose and fell rhythmically... With a drumbeat-like urgency, Mu could no longer control his desire. He thrust his hips forward and ejaculated in a torrent. Yue Nu'er felt a torrent rush to her core, causing a slight pain. The heat scalded her core, instantly numbing it, and soon half her body went numb. She couldn't help but let out a cry, her head arching back to its limit, her back straight, and she ejaculated again. The two continued like this for a long time, until they both felt satisfied, then calmed down, embraced each other, and fell into a deep sleep on the jade bed… Chapter Four: Yue Nu's… As dawn broke, sunlight pierced through the colorful tiles, illuminating the jade bed with a dazzling brilliance. The moon was no longer in the stone chamber. The pervasive fog of the night only revealed two naked, fair bodies. Yue Hang awoke from his dream, feeling a cool sensation on his chest, as if water droplets were trickling down it. Turning his head, he saw Yue Nu'er's eyes were red and swollen, two pearl-like tear tracks tracing beautiful arcs as they slowly dripped onto his chest. His heart ached at the sight. He quickly tightened his grip, pulled her close to his chest, leaned down, and pecked the lovely beauty mark at the corner of her eye, softly comforting her, "Miss... are you still in pain? Let me go get some wound medicine to treat your injuries. You look so pitiful!" "Comforted by the man's gentle words, Yue Nu'er seemed oblivious, only gently rubbing the red mole on Yue Hang's chest with her cool little hands. Though called a mole, it was quite unique, shaped like a bead, half embedded in the chest and half exposed, smooth and round on the outside, with iridescent light flowing within. At first glance, it resembled an ornament worn on the chest. After stroking it for a while, tears flowed even more rapidly, and she sobbed, 'I remember you, you are Hang'er…you are my Hang'er, sob…I…I hurt you…but I didn't mean to…I really didn't mean to…' Yue Hang was confused by her words, not understanding what she was saying, and could only go along with her, saying, 'Yes, yes, I am your Hang'er, I will always be your Hang'er…Don't cry anymore, it breaks my heart to see you like this.'" "No, you don't know, last night I was consumed by the Moon Gu and did something wrong. If I had done it to anyone else in the Yue family, it would have been fine, but it was you..." Yue Nu'er's agitated emotions calmed down, and she turned to Yue Hang, saying, "Hang'er, I have something to tell you, but you must not get agitated after hearing it..." "Consciously consumed by the Moon Gu?" Yue Hang looked puzzled, thinking, "Besides that 'good thing,' I didn't do anything wrong!" "Hang'er, listen to me, last night I was too agitated and couldn't suppress the Moon Gu, so I lost my true nature and did that...that thing to you. I only hope you won't take it to heart. Otherwise, even if I'm shattered to pieces, it won't atone for my sin." Yue Nu'er got up and pressed Yue Hang down beneath her, saying with deep remorse, "Do you know who I am? I am Yue Qingyan's sister, your...my own aunt." "What did you say?" "This...this is impossible...I don't have an aunt...this can't be true!" Upon hearing this devastating news, Yue Hang tried to sit up, but Yue Nu'er pressed him down firmly. Yue Nu'er shed tears again, saying, "This is all a tragedy. Hang'er, don't get agitated. Listen to your aunt, and you'll understand." Yue Hang couldn't bear to see a beautiful woman cry, so he quickly stopped struggling and said, "You...you tell me, I'm listening." Seeing that Yue Hang was no longer agitated, Yue Nu'er stopped struggling and gently lay on his chest, saying softly, "Hang'er, in every generation of my Yue family, we must cultivate a guardian to protect the foundation and safeguard these precious books collected over generations." "Then are you that guardian?" Yue Hang asked. "That's right, I am the guardian of this generation. I was brought to this stone chamber when I was seven years old, and I've been here for 18 years now." "Yue Nu'er's tone was rather melancholy, which made Yue Hang feel a pang of sadness. He thought, 'Having stayed in this dark stone chamber for so many years, it must have been so difficult...' Yue Nu'er's gaze suddenly became deep and profound, as if she were recalling the past. After a long while, she said, 'When I was little, all I knew was to play around. Taking advantage of my brother's doting on me, I did a lot of foolish things. I remember when I was seven years old, my sister-in-law gave birth to a chubby baby. I loved him very much. One time, when my sister-in-law wasn't home, I secretly took him out and brought him to my room. Then I played with him like a toy.'" "That doll was so cute! It had a red jade-like mole on its chest, and below it... a little penis..." At the mention of "little penis," Yue Nu'er blushed deeply. Yue Hang also felt rather embarrassed, but a teasing thought arose in his mind. He raised his "little penis" and tapped it against Yue Nu'er's buttocks a few times, his eyes fixed on the person on top of him, until the beauty's face burned with embarrassment. Yue Nu'er adjusted her body to avoid contact with the hard object, and said with a gentle smile, "Now that I think about it, wasn't that doll just like you?" "So you really are my aunt." Yue Hang felt utterly helpless. Who would have thought that the beauty he had been intimate with the night before was actually his own aunt? Fate was truly cruel… Yue Nu'er saw the bitterness in his eyes and thought, “Yes, I've already hurt him enough. I can't let him feel any shame and suffer further torment.” She quickly kissed Yue Hang's forehead and said gently, “This isn't your fault. I was blinded by hatred and dripped my ‘lover's tears’ on you, causing you to act out. Don't blame yourself too much!” She looked down at Yue Hang's expression and sobbed softly, “Actually… actually, there's nothing wrong with relationships between men and women. It's just mutual pleasure. Don't be so bound by ethics and morals, don't get stuck on trivial matters…”Hearing his aunt's comforting words, Yue Hang felt a surge of warmth. He was a mischievous devil who never cared about social norms, so he was only somewhat surprised. He had already let go of his slight guilt and reached out to caress her alluring breasts, watching them change shape in his palms, feeling immense pride. Yue Nu'er couldn't resist and quickly pushed away his mischievous hands, glaring at him, "You good-for-nothing little thief... Listen to me properly, or I'll turn you into an ice block with one slap, and don't blame me then!" Yue Hang suddenly remembered her chilling palm strike from the previous night and shuddered. He quickly withdrew his hands and casually asked, "Then why did you stay here for so long, Aunt? You didn't even go out to see your nephew, leaving me only today to have the chance to enjoy your company. I really hate you!" "Yue Nu'er listened to his idle chatter, but was too lazy to pay him any more attention. She continued, 'Later, your father brought me to this stone chamber and taught me the Moon Goddess Technique, saying he wanted me to be the guardian of the Yue family. I was so naive back then, and even felt quite proud of it. Who knew that the villain harbored such evil intentions, teaching me the rather vicious Moon Slave Technique from the Moon Goddess Technique. Ever since I started practicing this skill, I suffer from the Moon Gu's erosion every full moon, enduring unbearable pain. Only the Gu Master's Qi can soothe me.' As she spoke, she unconsciously clenched her teeth, which were as sharp as broken jade. 'Right, I know about the Moon Gu. Ever since I learned the scriptures my aunt taught me, I also feel particularly painful every full moon, and I have to recite that damned scripture several times to feel better. Could it be that I'm also practicing the Moon Slave Technique?'" Yue Hang was extremely surprised, never expecting his aunt to have the same symptoms as him. "You're not practicing the Moon Slave Technique. Anyone who cultivates the Moon Goddess Technique will experience this kind of pain, but the viciousness of the Moon Slave Technique lies elsewhere. During the foundation-building stage of the Moon Slave Technique, the Gu Master uses his own true energy to cleanse the Moon Slave's meridians until the Moon Slave becomes dependent on the Gu Master's true energy. At that point, the Moon Slave can no longer leave the Gu Master and has no choice but to obey him. A single thought from the Gu Master can make the Moon Slave wish she were dead." Yue Slave said angrily, "That villain Yue Qingyan is worse than a beast! He actually turned his own sister into a Moon Slave! If I slightly disobey him, he tortures me to the point of death with this Gu technique." After saying this, she burst into tears and buried her face in Yue Hang's chest, refusing to get up. Yue Hang had no memory of his father since childhood, and hearing Yue Slave's words, resentment arose in his heart. "Father is truly heartless! He even cruelly turned such a beautiful and lovely aunt into a Moon Slave! He's truly insane!" "Little did he know that cultivating the Moon Slave technique requires an exceptional physique, and Moon Slave was the perfect candidate. Yue Qingyan, obsessed with the 'Moon Goddess Technique,' wouldn't miss the opportunity to experiment, which is why he even turned his own sister into a Moon Slave. Yue Hang gently patted his aunt's beautiful bare back and said softly, 'Aunt, don't cry anymore. It's all Father's fault that you've suffered so much. People say that children pay for their father's sins. I will definitely take good care of you from now on and will never let you suffer even the slightest harm again.'" Hearing the man's gentle tone, Yue Nu'er felt a little better. She wiped away her tears and continued, "I thought the Moon Gu hadn't been as severe these past few years, and I thought it was because I had mastered the 'Moon Goddess Technique.' But it turns out that the villain has been punished by heaven, and no one is trying to trigger the Moon Gu anymore..." Yue Hang heard the beauty's voice soften, knowing that she was exhausted from the previous night's recklessness. He quickly pulled the long skirt he had taken off the night before and covered his aunt with it, stroking her long hair as he said, "Aunt, let bygones be bygones. From now on, Hang'er will take care of you. You must be tired too, go and sleep for a while." "Yue Nu'er, being a virgin and having suffered the pain of deflowering, was naturally exhausted. Seeing that Yue Hang showed no signs of distress, she felt no more attachment and soon fell into a deep sleep against his chest. Yue Hang remained motionless, afraid of disturbing his aunt's slumber, until he heard her snores, then gently placed her on the jade bed. It was nearly noon, and fearing that Aunt Liu would worry if she didn't see him for a long time, Yue Hang hurriedly left the stone chamber and headed towards his own room. It was early spring, and the pebble path was covered with willow catkins; each step sent wisps of fluff flying, a truly beautiful sight. Yue Hang had just stolen a beauty, and his heart..." Joyfully, he hummed a little tune as he walked briskly. He was only wearing his aunt's moon-white robe, which was quite tight, so he had to loosen the buttons, exposing his chest. He looked rather disheveled. Fortunately, no servants passed by, otherwise, seeing their young master in such a state, they would have cried out in alarm. "Strange, the servants all get up early every day to sweep and tidy, but today I haven't seen a single one," Yue Hang muttered to himself. Suddenly, he heard a childish voice: "Oh, young master, I've finally found you! Madam wants you to go to the living room to greet the guests. She's been urging you for ages, and I've been looking everywhere for you. Turns out you ran off to the backyard!" Yue Hang quickly turned around and saw it was Ying'er, the maid who served him. Ying'er walked up to Yue Hang and, seeing her young master's attire, quickly covered her mouth and laughed, "Oh, young master, why are you dressed like this?" "You didn't go... you went to steal kisses again, did you..." Yue Hang frowned, flicked her little head with his finger, and said angrily, "You damned little brat, which eye saw me stealing kisses? You're just following those shameless maids and slandering your own young master. I'll sell you to a brothel." Ying'er laughed even more happily, "How can you say slander? There's no smoke without fire. With your outfit, young master, anyone would say the same thing... Why should I be the only one sold to a brothel?" She had served Yue Hang for many years and knew that her master was soft-hearted, so she wasn't afraid of his harsh words. She would seize on his sore spots and mock him mercilessly. Yue Hang was too lazy to argue with her and quickly ordered, "Go and prepare some clothes for me, and then get me some bath water. I'll take a bath first." "Okay, but young master, you'd better hurry, Madam says the guests are almost here." Ying'er agreed and ran off to get out of the way. Yue Hang walked to the bathroom in a few steps, took off his tight robe and hung it aside. He stretched his limbs and felt a soreness in his lower back, and a surge of desire welled up inside him. He probably lost more semen last night than he had in countless previous encounters combined. Fortunately, the virgin's essence was very nourishing, otherwise he would probably still be lying in bed unable to move. In a short while, Ying'er had filled a large tub with hot water and was holding a towel. She had been serving Yue Hang since childhood, so she didn't feel embarrassed to see his naked body. She just urged her master to take a bath quickly. Yue Hang lazily pulled down his shorts, revealing a thick, erect penis stained with scattered bloodstains, looking utterly lewd. Although young, Ying'er, having witnessed many such things with her amorous master, knew it was a woman's virginity. She couldn't help but glance mischievously at Yue Hang with her almond-shaped eyes, whispering teasingly, "Young Master said he wasn't stealing a kiss, but he hasn't even cleaned up the evidence properly…hehe…" Yue Hang felt incredibly embarrassed and quickly jumped into the bathtub, washing himself thoroughly. Ying'er, quite charming, gently wiped Yue Hang's back with a towel. Suddenly, she noticed several faint bloodstains on Yue Hang's collarbone, likely left by Yue Nu'er during her passionate encounter. A pang of heartache shot through her.Her movements became gentler. Yue Hang enjoyed the moment, resting his head on the edge of the wooden tub, and asked the maid, "Do you know who the guests are? Why do you insist I accompany them?" "I heard it's someone from the in-laws that Madam arranged for the young master. Naturally, you, the person in charge, must go," Ying'er said while wiping him. "Madam seems to value this matter very much. She called all the servants to the front hall to decorate with colorful ribbons and lanterns. It looks very grand!" Aunt Liu had never mentioned any engagement, which surprised Yue Hang. He also felt a little expectant, wondering which family's daughter he was engaged to. Yue Hang washed himself a few more times, then hurriedly got up, picked up the clothes Ying'er handed him, dressed neatly, and headed towards the front hall. Soon he arrived at the front hall, where he saw ribbons tied in knots, lanterns hanging everywhere, and rows of welcoming tables filled with fresh fruits. Maids and servants were running around among them, creating a festive atmosphere. Aunt Liu sat in the main seat, holding a girl's hand, talking about something. Due to the angle, the girl's appearance couldn't be seen clearly. Yue Hang quickly straightened his clothes and went over, bowing to Aunt Liu and saying, "Aunt, I'm late." Seeing Yue Hang arrive, Aunt Liu quickly pulled him to sit beside her, smiling and saying, "Not late at all! I just welcomed Miss Su in and you're back. It just shows you two are destined for each other; otherwise, who knows how long you'd be out there running around." Chapter Five: A Beauty Like a Painting. Aunt Liu

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