The Hall of Rejuvenation in the Palace of Bliss

Inside the small room of the Palace of Bliss, the brewing of passion continued. Two naked women lay on the bed, their bodies glistening with essential oils from the maid's massage. As they enjoyed the massage, they chatted about Peach Blossom.

"When Peach Blossom was seventeen, she ran away from the Palace of Bliss after a fight with me, only returning six months later. I asked her where she had been, and she told me she had been captured by a group of villains and sold to a priest who wanted young girls as human sacrifices. However, just as he was about to use her as a sacrifice, she broke free of her chains with a stone. According to our rules, I was supposed to punish her severely. But my years of nurturing, coupled with the visible marks of chains on her arms, made me reluctant, so I took her in again. Besides, she has remained chaste for the past six months, so it hasn't affected me much."

Jade Butterfly gestured for Su Xijiao to raise her hands above her head, allowing the maid to apply the essential oils to her armpits. But this area under her armpit was a sensitive spot for Su Xijiao. Although the maid's movements were very gentle, Su Xijiao still trembled all over. Fortunately, Jade Butterfly didn't see this scene and continued, "However, from then on, I also noticed something: she started to like drinking mare's milk wine. This mare's milk wine is something the Western Xia people like to drink; we Central Plains people rarely accept the taste of that kind of wine. Even though Peach Blossom is originally from the Northwest, she wouldn't like the taste of this wine. So, later, when Lei Shaoqiu mentioned his suspicions, I wondered if she had been in contact with people from the Western Xia during those six months."

"So, during those six months, she was very likely selected by Yipintang to become their spy?" "
Perhaps. Although Yipintang likes to use young boys and girls as spies, most of these boy scouts are mostly used to infiltrate wealthy households as servants. If they want to steal important items, this method is a bit too risky. What I find strange is that at the time, she was just the owner of a small brothel, not worth Yipintang infiltrating. Could it be that they had already begun plotting the Hundred Herbs Manor incident back then?"
"That's possible." Distracted, Su Xijiao had gotten used to the maid's strength and didn't feel anything unusual even when the maid pressed on her breasts from time to time.

"There's another thing. Ever since she came back that time, Peach Blossom seems to have become more cheerful. Before that, she rarely showed her face in public, but after that, she started soliciting customers. Although she only sold her art, not her body, and rarely drank with the customers, it was precisely this feeling of wanting but not getting that made men fall for her, and that made me a fortune. Not long after that, she met Jiang Tieqing, and then she met Lei Bin. You know what happened after that."

"By the way, last time you said that Peach Blossom was once in love with Jiang Tieqing, but was later offered to Lei Bin, right?"
"That's right."

"Do you think it's possible that Peach Blossom was just using Jiang Tieqing to get close to Lei Bin? Or that Jiang Tieqing, like Peach Blossom, is also a member of the Xixia Yipintang?" "

I've also considered that possibility, but in my opinion, Peach Blossom's feelings for Jiang Tieqing are genuine. Otherwise, with Jiang Tieqing's shrewdness, it would be difficult for her to do that. And Jiang Tieqing has been in the manor for many years; he shouldn't be someone with ulterior motives."

"Jiang Tieqing is truly a strange person."

"Perhaps, this is also a sacrifice she made for Tao Hua," Yu Hudie sighed.

"Oh?" At this moment, Su Xijiao's voice contained not only doubt but also a primal moan from a woman. Just now, the maid had unknowingly reached out and kneaded her round breasts. The sudden stimulation made the woman uncomfortable, and Su Xijiao was about to stop her when she heard Yu Hudie say, "Breast massage is the best for women. This kind of maintenance should be done more often by a female knight." Although they were both women, such a massage still made Su Xijiao feel embarrassed. Although she tried to control herself, some forbidden desires kept rising in her heart.

Yu Hudie closed her eyes and simply lay on her back on the bed, allowing the maid to massage her breasts more effectively. After one injection, she slowly said, "I told you this before. Jiang Tieqing was born with a short penis, and in our region, a short penis is a very shameful thing for a man. In your Jiangnan region, young men and women value talented men and beautiful women. But in our Northern Frontier, beauty and the beast are the perfect match. Jiang Tieqing sacrificed his own desires to find a beast for Peach Blossom."

"You're saying Lei Bin is a beast?"

"Of course. Don't let his righteous appearance fool you; in bed, he's more ferocious than a beast." Jade Butterfly's words were full of naked eroticism, but Su Xijiao not only didn't feel displeased, but actually agreed with her. Although she had never seen Lei Bin in a normal bed, the strength and stamina he displayed during the detoxification that day made it no doubt that he was a beast. Especially his one-in-a-million "life-giving root," which made Su Xijiao agree with Jade Butterfly's words even more.

"For us women of the Northern Frontier, the hardest thing in life is finding a beast we truly desire. If a beautiful woman can find a man who can ignite her passion and then thoroughly fuck her in bed, that's the happiest thing in her life." Su Xijiao asked, panting heavily, her eyes becoming hazy as she listened to Yu Hudie's lewd words.

At that moment, the maid took out a bamboo stick from a box. This wasn't an ordinary stick; it was carved into the shape of a male phallus. The maid was now applying essential oil to the stick and slowly inserting it into Yu Hudie's lower body, repeatedly thrusting in and out.
"Boss Yu, you!" Su Xijiao's mind cleared instantly, and she looked at Yu Hudie in astonishment.

Jade Butterfly didn't return, but the maid massaging Su Xijiao said, "Honored guest, this 'Horned Gentleman' massage is the essence of Siamese massage. Only when passion is high can the essential oil penetrate the skin. Our Lady also loves this kind of massage." Then, one of the maids said to the maids beside her, "You should also choose a 'Horned Gentleman' to massage Miss Su."

When Su Xijiao heard that she was also to have her genitals massaged with a bamboo stick called a 'Horned Gentleman,' she immediately became nervous. She wanted to refuse this "kindness" immediately, but the maid's hands had already quietly crawled up to her inner thighs and secretly began to caress her genitals.

This was the first time Su Xijiao had been touched in the genitals by someone other than her husband. Although she knew the other person was a woman, Su Xijiao was still extremely embarrassed. The maid who had spoken seemed to understand Su Xijiao's thoughts. She pressed down hard on Su Xijiao's waist with one hand, making her weak and helpless, while her other hand took a horned penis and gently pressed it against her delicate lower body.

"Boss Yu, that's enough, don't do this." Su Xijiao's resistance was weak and feeble. At this moment, her body felt numb and limp, as if she had been acupunctured. The head of the horned penis, covered in essential oil, was unusually cool, but this coolness only provided more stimulation to her burning lower body.

Although her body was weak, the sensation in her lower body became even more sensitive. When she finally came to her senses from her daze, Su Xijiao felt the horned penis part her tightly closed labia and move in and out. Compared to her lovemaking with her husband, the hardness of the horned penis gave her even more pleasure at this moment.

"Ah~" The two women, both aroused, let out a groan almost at the same time. The two women lay on the bed, one facing up and the other down. Su Xijiao was facing down; although her lower body was already throbbing with pleasure, and her legs had involuntarily parted slightly, her hands still gripped the bed frame tightly, as if desperately clinging to her last shred of restraint. Yu Hudie, on the other hand, lay on her back with her eyes closed, recklessly enjoying the moment's pleasure.

Once the first moan escaped their lips, the two women could no longer contain themselves; their joyful moans echoed throughout the room, like a dance. Such moans were commonplace in the Palace of Bliss, but knowing that they came from two women would surely tempt many to risk their lives to see what was happening inside.

Su Xijiao's mind gradually became increasingly confused. She didn't know if her lower body was simply being massaged or being "raped" by a thick bamboo stick, but the pleasure brought by this large bamboo stick was something her husband had never given her.

Thinking of Song Moyan, Su Xijiao suddenly felt a chill, and her body immediately tensed up. However, in that tense moment, she began to tremble wildly, as if a hot current was surging from her body. The beautiful goddess constable had actually climaxed in a brothel. After their climax,

the two women, with the help of maids, washed away the oil from their bodies in the bathtub in the room. At this moment, the two women's skin was indeed slightly flushed and bright. Especially Su Xijiao, who was now as clear and translucent as a precious jade.

"Miss Su, how did the massage feel?"

After her climax, Su Xijiao was filled with regret and guilt towards her husband. She sat motionless in the bathtub, hugging her knees.

"Miss Su, we women are meant to enjoy ourselves. You are outwardly slender but inwardly voluptuous, a woman of alluring beauty. Ordinary men can hardly arouse your desire. Just now, I specially selected the largest 'horn master' for you. Under the influence of the drug, you were able to release your pent-up desires. You were at your most beautiful then." Jade Butterfly said, rising from the bath and taking a small porcelain bottle from a nearby box. She placed it in Su Xijiao's clothing, saying, "Miss Su, you can take this bottle of essential oil. Next time you and your husband change, apply it to your body; it will surely make you even more wonderful."

Su Xijiao did not answer Jade Butterfly, but she did not refuse Jade Butterfly placing the porcelain bottle in her pocket. She kept telling herself that this was just an occasional indulgence during a case investigation, and it didn't count as infidelity. But even so, walking alone on the cold, windswept street, she still felt empty and lost.
It was already evening, and passersby on both sides kept glancing at this woman with a rosy complexion. The lingering pleasure from before hadn't faded from her mind. Could that enormous penis really provide such intense pleasure? Just as she was pondering this, Su Xijiao suddenly saw a figure flash before her eyes. The figure of a person in a dark green robe around the street corner immediately put her on alert.

Years of professional training instantly roused Su Xijiao from her exhaustion, and she quietly followed. But the figure seemed to have noticed her as well, disappearing silently into an alley around the street corner after a few turns.

The alley was deserted, and she cautiously entered.

Suddenly, several figures appeared before her. These figures appeared without a sound, clearly skilled in martial arts. Before Su Xijiao could even express her surprise, she heard a familiar yet authoritative voice from one of the people in the middle: "What are you doing in a brothel, a girl like you?"

Only then did Su Xijiao see the person's face clearly, and all her doubts vanished instantly. Overjoyed, she cried out, "Master!"

As the city lights began to twinkle, standing beside her master, Su Xijiao suddenly felt a sense of belonging.

"I wonder what brings Master here today?" she asked, clinging obediently to Pu Xinlan's arm like a child.

"I was ordered to go to Youzhou to investigate the behind-the-scenes story of the Minister of Rites' embezzlement case. I was passing through here and stopped by to see if you two had encountered any trouble." Although Pu Xinlan said this, Su Xijiao knew in her heart that Youzhou and Dingzhou were hundreds of miles apart, and Pu Xinlan had come specifically to help them with the investigation. She was very happy.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Pu Xinlan said, "What are you doing in a brothel, a young girl
like you?" Su Xijiao then told Pu Xinlan the whole story, from how the two of them first arrived in Dingzhou to discovering that the Xixia Yipintang might be the mastermind, and that she went to the Paradise Palace to investigate the Peach Blossom matter. She told Pu Xinlan everything in detail. Of course, Su Xijiao dared not tell her master about the scandalous affair that happened at the Paradise Palace this afternoon

. "You mean, the Xixia Yipintang is involved in this case?" Sure enough, Pu Xinlan was also in a panic upon hearing about Yipintang.

"Yes,"

Pu Xinlan sighed, "Over the years, the Yipintang's strength has grown steadily, becoming the biggest enemy of our Six Doors. Especially in the last two years, we've been constantly fighting them in many areas. Although we usually win these battles, they also take a huge toll. I thought they would quiet down after we wiped out Yipintang's organization in Jiangnan last time. But I didn't expect them to rise again so quickly."
"Master, I feel at ease with you here," Su Xijiao stuck out her tongue, like a mischievous girl...

Pu Xinlan looked at Su Xijiao, as if recalling her own childhood, and said with a smile, "You can't always rely on your master. You need to make your own judgments. Don't always think that reasoning is just a matter between your master and Mo Yan."

"I know, Master," Su Xijiao asked, "By the way, you just said you had something to tell me about this Lord Lei."

"Yes," Pu Xinlan said, "You only need to know this yourself; you don't need to tell anyone."
"Oh?"

"This Lei Bin, by chance, received guidance from a master of the martial arts world. And this master was none other than your anonymous master, Huo Qingyu."

Pu Xinlan's words truly surprised Su Xijiao. She hadn't expected that she and Lei Bin had such a relationship; they could be considered fellow disciples. No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when she used her internal energy to examine Lei Bin's pulse a few days ago.

Pu Xinlan continued, "You know about the Thousand-Day Drunk case thirty years ago. In the end, with the arrest of the Palace Master of Qihua Palace, the matter came to an end. One important point about this case is that Xiao Ke, the famous 'Scholar-Swordsman' of the court at the time, left behind a baby boy. Your master, thinking of the child's plight, asked Lei Fei, the elder of Baicao Manor, which was then a small sect, to take in the orphan." "
So you're saying that Master Lei isn't his father's biological son, and he and Lei Shaoqiu aren't brothers either?"
"That's right, Lei Fei only has one son, Lei Shaoqiu."

"No wonder these two, though brothers, look so different."

"I don't know how much of his father's appearance Lei Bin inherited, but that Xiao Ke was a renowned figure, no less famous than your master. After that case, your master visited the Northern Border many times. Like you, although he didn't formally become your apprentice, your master instructed Lei Bin in a lot of martial arts. The difference is that the previous leader of the Northern Grass Manor, Lei Bin's master, was already a renowned martial arts expert. So your master didn't teach him much martial arts, only some internal cultivation methods. But he learned a lot from your master's detective and deductive reasoning abilities." "

Oh? I don't think I noticed that," Su Xijiao said, puzzled.

"Isn't this the essence of your master's reasoning methods? Everyone thinks he knows nothing, but in fact he knows everything," Pu Xinlan said. "Later, when you have the chance, you should learn more from your anonymous senior brother's abilities."

"Mm." Pu Xinlan didn't notice the hint of shyness in Su Xijiao's tone, but in the past few days, she had heard people talk about this Lei Manor Lord's "uniqueness" from various angles. Was this man really that amazing? In Su Xijiao's heart, an impulse to learn more about him was faintly rising.

When Su Xijiao led Pu Xinlan and her group to Baicao Manor, everyone in Baicao Manor immediately became tense as if VIPs had arrived. Compared to Song Moyan and his wife, Pu Xinlan was a person of high status and power, so the manor naturally dared not neglect her, especially Lei Bin, who knew about Pu Xinlan's relationship with Huo Qingyu, and was even more respectful, receiving Pu Xinlan as if she were his master or elder.

The hastily prepared banquet at the manor was arranged in layers upon layers. Lei Bin, whose health was gradually recovering, had shaved his messy beard, and his hair had clearly been carefully combed by Shan'er. At this moment, Lei Bin was wearing a long yellow robe, which made him look even more handsome and dashing. Su Xijiao seemed to understand what Pu Xinlan had said earlier. Lei Bin must have inherited the good looks of his father, Xiao Ke. In comparison, although Lei Shaoqiu's clothes were much more luxurious, his temperament was far inferior to that of his adopted brother.

Song Moyan, on the other hand, looked at Pu Xinlan and Lei Bin with a puzzled expression. The two of them seemed to hit it off immediately, which really surprised him. However, he was thinking more about what Pu Xinlan had told him and Su Xijiao in private earlier.

Just now, Pu Xinlan told them that the Leopard Guard of the Northern Border had secretly reported to the Ministry of War in the capital that a group of soldiers who had secretly crossed the border had mysteriously disappeared for several days in Liao territory. Just a few days ago, another group of scouts sent out to search found their bodies in an abandoned village. When they were found, their heads had already been severed.

Although such cross-border reconnaissance being discovered was not uncommon, the Liao and Song dynasties were now on good terms. Generally, even if someone was captured, it was simply a matter of arresting them and then negotiating terms. This blatant execution of prisoners was practically a declaration of war.

The Ministry of War naturally understood the seriousness of the matter and originally intended to directly question the Liao through diplomatic means. However, there were too many suspicious points in this attack. First, the location where the bodies were found was hundreds of miles off the original patrol route. If the Liao wanted to conceal the incident, they could have simply buried the bodies in a secluded place. Why did they only move the bodies instead of burying them? The reasons were intriguing. Therefore, it was precisely for these reasons that the Emperor ordered the Six Doors to secretly send people to assist in the investigation. Another purpose of Pu Xinlan's trip to the northern border was to have her and her husband go to the Leopard Guard to assist General Han Junqi in investigating the matter.

One wave subsides only for another to rise. In the northern border of the Great Song Dynasty, several unstable factors are brewing in the shadows. Song Moyan even feels that these events may be intricately connected.

He's not alone in this judgment. Although Pu Xinlan appears relaxed, her heart is clouded with worry. Years ago, a detail from the infamous "Thousand-Day Intoxication" incident that shook the martial arts world resurfaced in her mind.

When Gongsun Qinglong was executed, although he confessed to his crimes, Changsun Tian, the former head of Baicao Manor who assisted in solving the case, raised a question: the method of refining "Thousand-Day Intoxication" is extremely complex, requiring a vast amount of manpower and resources. Although Qihua Palace is considered a martial arts sect, their meager income absolutely cannot support the refining of "Thousand-Day Intoxication." Therefore, Changsun Tian had speculated that a much larger force was behind Gongsun Qinglong.

After that, although the Six Doors sent specialists to investigate for a long time, they ultimately came up empty-handed. However, many years have passed, and the poison of the Thousand-Day Intoxication has reappeared, targeting only martial artists. It's highly suspicious whether the old group has resurfaced.

One hypothesis is that if Gongsun Qinglong is indeed backed by the Western Xia First-Class Hall, then without a doubt, their goal is to create chaos in the court and among the people. But if they truly possessed the formula for the Thousand-Day Intoxication, why would they need to repeatedly try to have their spies steal the poison formula from the Hundred Herbs Manor? The effects of the Thousand-Day Intoxication are far more potent than many of the poisons from the Hundred Herbs Manor.

It seems that to unravel the mystery behind the Thousand-Day Intoxication, we must start with the Hundred Herbs Manor. The method used by Song Moyan and his companion, following the clues, although slow, is currently the best option.

Therefore, Pu Xinlan did not refuse Lei Bin's invitation to stay as a VIP and participate in the sect reshuffle meeting at the manor a few days later. Since all the clues pointed to Hundred Herbs Manor, it was possible that someone from the manor would step forward at this crucial juncture.

Four days later, the re-election of Hundred Herbs Manor took place as scheduled. Although the two-day selection process was short, it was very demanding due to the large number of people involved. Despite the rushed preparation time, Lei Shaoqiu still managed to completely transform the manor, with red carpets, ceremonial cannons, various decorations, and banquet supplies all readily available. It must be said that he was a shrewd steward of the manor.

The selection mechanism of Hundred Herbs Manor was divided into three steps: challenger selection, medicine competition, and martial arts contest. To challenge a minor sect of the four major sects, at least ten disciples had to be sent as representatives to participate in the challenger selection process. The selection method included multiple aspects such as pharmacology, interpretation, and medicine preparation. Only sects that successfully passed the challenger selection could participate in the subsequent two competition stages.

The selection ceremony was held in an open area in front of the main hall of the manor. The onlookers were divided into three sections. Lei Bin and the leaders of the four major sects were in the north, the general public of martial arts spectators were in the east, and the participating sects and other internal sects of the manor were in the west. Only Pu Xinlan and Song Moyan, who were treated with the utmost respect, were seated in a private room on the north side, next to the manor leaders.

Although they were very interested in this selection of martial arts sects, the strength of the branch sects of Baicao Manor was actually quite average; only a few sects had disciples who truly stood out. So, bored, Song Moyan could only look around. Lei Bin, dressed in a blue robe, now possessed a more refined and heroic air than the disheveled middle-aged man he had been a few days earlier. Behind him, Shan'er, whom his wife had deliberately instigated and acted as matchmaker, had shed her maidservant attire. Judging from her affectionate gaze, these women, under Lei Bin's protection, were undoubtedly experiencing the stirrings of first love.

However, Song Moyan's attention didn't linger on them for long. While Su Xijiao and Pu Xinlan discussed the situation, Song Moyan secretly observed the beautiful widow who had stirred his imagination.

Although Ning Shi was still in mourning, it was a significant event at the manor, so she wasn't wearing mourning clothes, but rather a simple blue dress. Ever since their passionate encounter in Ning Shi's cottage, Ning Shi seemed to be avoiding him. Even though they had met several times in the past two days, Ning Shi treated him like a stranger.

That's how men are. At first, when Ning Shi flirted with him, he only wanted to avoid her. But when she chose to withdraw after a brief flirtation, Song Moyan's heart began to flutter. A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; Song Moyan truly didn't know what his place was in Ning Shi's heart. However, he was pleased to learn from the servants that Ning Shi had been gentle and virtuous since marrying into the manor, with no rumors of promiscuity. It seemed she wasn't the kind of woman who indulged in wantonness. Song Moyan fantasized about whether she truly had feelings for him, and the feeling of those full, jade-like breasts in his hands once again surfaced in his mind…

"In the competition just now, Sun Yurong's Sun Clan and Zhuo Qingfeng's Zhuo Clan performed excellently. They will participate in the next round of competition starting tomorrow," announced Xiao Xiangzi, the chief examiner. Song Moyan had learned from Ning Shi that the Sun, Zhuo, and Yuchi clans were the most promising candidates to join the newly established six major sects. He had already met Sun Yurong and Yuchi Yijin before, but this was the first time he had met Zhuo Qingfeng. This man was calm and steady; he was said to be a key figure being groomed by Xiao Xiangzi, and indeed, his appearance was strikingly similar to Xiao Xiangzi's—both were extremely shrewd and calculating.

Just then, Song Moyan suddenly felt that Ning Shi was also watching him. Although Ning Shi's face was still turned towards the center of the room, her eyes were clearly looking in his direction. What delighted him even more was that since their secret tryst, Ning Shi had always immediately looked away whenever their eyes met, but now, when their gazes met face-to-face, Ning Shi did not avoid his gaze.

Just as Song Moyan was worried that his secret actions would be discovered by his wife and was about to look away, Ning Shi stood up first, seemingly intending to leave. But as she turned back to meet his eyes, Ning Shi's lips twitched slightly, clearly indicating that she was inviting Song Moyan to meet her elsewhere. Song Moyan's heart

raced even faster. Faced with the woman's invitation, Song Moyan first glanced around. Seeing Su Xijiao chatting happily with Pu Xinlan, he carefully stood up, making an excuse to go to the east restroom, and quietly slipped out of the meeting place. He diligently searched for Ning Shi's whereabouts in the backyard.

Seeing him approach, the beautiful woman in the distance immediately turned and left. Song Moyan hurriedly followed. Ning Shi didn't turn back, quickly following a path in the backyard to a secluded open space. On one side of this open space was a cellar that looked well-maintained. Ning Shi glanced at Song Moyan from afar and then went down into the cellar.

He didn't know what was so appropriate about Ning bringing him to this place, but Song Moyan felt a surge of anger and frustration. The feeling of Ning's body touching him that day still lingered in his mind. And now she actually wanted to meet him in this private place. Song Moyan felt a dryness in his mouth. After glancing around to make sure no one was around, Song Moyan quietly went down into the cellar.

Inside the cellar, springtime filled the air with the stench of decaying plants due to melting snow. But Song Moyan couldn't care less about that, because his eyes were only fixed on Ning, who was staring intently at him.

"Madam, what brings you here, Song?"

Ning Shi, who had been cold and aloof, suddenly transformed into the pitiful figure she had shown Song Moyan in the secret chamber the day they first met. She said, "I learned yesterday that the reason the old sects weren't eliminated this time was actually due to Mr. Song's suggestion to the Master. To be honest, since my husband's death, I feel like everything is out of control. If it weren't for you, sir, the Jiang family would probably be completely disgraced by now."

"It was nothing, Madam, you needn't be so kind," Song Moyan said.

"No, you have done me a great favor, sir, and I will repay you tenfold." Ning Shi's words filled Song Moyan's heart with even more emotion. They had already shared a passionate encounter once; was this moment, brought up again, truly a blessing about to befall him?

But Song Moyan immediately realized she had overthought things. Ning Shi said, "Therefore, after much deliberation, I have decided to tell you something very important. Perhaps this matter is very important to you."
"Please speak, Madam." Song Moyan took a deep breath. She had almost lost control of her emotions just now, and only when Ning Shi said she had something important to tell her did she feel embarrassed and could only regain her composure.

"This matter concerns my late husband's reputation, so please, sir, do not make it public," Ning said. "Just three months ago, I discovered that my late husband had been leaving the manor several times in the middle of the night. Although my husband and I have been sleeping in separate rooms for the past two years due to some emotional disagreements, such frequent nighttime activities still aroused my suspicion. So I had my trusted confidant secretly follow him to see where he went in the middle of the night. Before he married me, he was a frequent visitor to brothels, and I was worried that he had relapsed into that habit."

"However, a few days later, my confidant told me that after leaving the manor in the middle of the night, my late husband went to a dilapidated house. My confidant was initially unconcerned, but he suddenly discovered that just a few dozen feet away from this house was a place very important to the manor: Huichun Hall."

"Huichun Hall?" Song Moyan, who had been distracted, immediately calmed down upon hearing the words "Huichun Hall."

"Yes, my confidant thought at the time that this place might be a secret gathering place. He originally wanted to investigate during the day, but he was afraid of alerting them, so he could only keep watch around this room for several days. As a result, his guess was confirmed. During those days, five important people came here. One was Huang Jinshan, the owner of Huichuntang; another was my husband; another was Ji Yue'e; another was Xiao Xiangzi; and the last was a middle-aged man we didn't know. Later, we learned that this person was the stranger who died at the Laogeng Inn."
"Zhang Er!" Song Moyan's heart skipped a beat. He and his wife had come to the Northern Frontier to investigate Qianrizui by starting with Zhang Er's death. But during this time, although they had obtained many clues, Zhang Er seemed to be invisible in Dingzhou Prefecture. Even Ji Yue'e, the owner of the Laogeng Inn where he stayed, did not know his whereabouts.

Now, after hearing Ning's words, Song Moyan suddenly felt as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, quickly forming ripples. During this time, he had been racking his brains trying to figure out why no one had noticed Zhang Er's whereabouts. But now he realized that he had prejudicially accepted Zhang Er's identity as a spy. Since he was a spy, it was normal that his whereabouts hadn't been discovered, but he had also overlooked the most obvious possibility: that Ji Yue'e was concealing the information.

However, this was understandable, as he never expected that Zhang Er not only had a relationship with Ji Yue'e, but also with Xiao Xiangzi, Huang Jinshan, Jiang Tieqing, and others.

"After that, did Madam discover anything else?" Song Moyan asked.

"After learning that my husband had gone to secretly meet with some business people, I stopped asking around and stopped sending my confidants to investigate. But after my husband's death, I felt that something was amiss, so I sent my confidants to investigate that secret contact location again." "

However, your confidants never returned," Song Moyan said.

"How did you know, sir?" Ning asked in surprise.

"If he were well, why would Madam tell me this alone?" Song Moyan said with a smile.
"Sir, you are indeed wise. That was also the last time I saw this confidant of mine," Ning said. "I think he has most likely met with misfortune by now."

Song Moyan nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "Does Madam know the exact location of that small house?"

Ning shook her head and said, "There are many abandoned old houses near Huichun Hall. I later had people secretly investigate them one by one, but there were no clues. However, now that you mention it, I suddenly remembered that this confidant of mine once gave me something. I don't know what it's for, but it doesn't seem like an ordinary thing."

"Did Madam bring this thing with her?" Song Moyan asked.

Ning shook her head and said, "I need to go back and look for it. I'll give it to you, sir, after I find it."

Song Moyan, after hearing Ning's words, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you
, Madam. This information is very important to me." "I don't know what the connection is behind these things, but based on a woman's intuition, I feel that there must be something terrible behind this. I originally wanted to pretend I didn't know about these things to protect my safety. But recent events have made me realize I can no longer remain silent. Besides, you have helped me several times; your resourcefulness is unparalleled in my life. I have confidence in you." With that, Ning blinked, hugged Song Moyan, and kissed him openly on the lips.

The sudden tenderness surprised Song Moyan. But he had already experienced this kind of charm once. Enjoying it again now was second nature to him. Moreover, this was exactly what he had hoped for. So he immediately embraced Ning without hesitation, his hands roaming over her full back and hips.
This time, it seemed everything was prepared by the woman. He hadn't kissed a woman so passionately in a long time; since marrying Su Xijiao, such passionate kisses between the couple had become increasingly rare. Only a beautiful stranger like Ning Shi could give him this sense of novelty. At this moment, Song Moyan felt an unbearable burning desire, and one of his restless hands slipped inside Ning Shi's clothes, finding the gap in her undergarments and forcefully grabbing the breast he had been longing for these past few days.

"Mr. Song, no, someone will find out..." Ning murmured softly, but didn't stop Song Moyan's actions. The front of her robe had been pulled open, and the undergarment that tightly bound her already burning body had been loosened. Song Moyan finally kissed the purple nipple that filled him with desire, sucking on it frantically like an infant.

Ning also became intoxicated by Song Moyan's actions, holding his head in her hands and rubbing her breasts tightly against Song Moyan's cheeks. With her large breasts pressed against his cheeks, Song Moyan instinctively felt as if he was about to suffocate, but he enjoyed this suffocation, this feeling he had never experienced before.

"Mr. Song, we can't do this." Just like last time, their passion was abruptly halted just before it reached its climax. Ning grabbed Song Moyan's hand, which was already slipping under her hem and about to touch her most private parts, and said, "Sir, you are passionate, and I am equally willing, but the surroundings are noisy. If we are not careful, we will both be ruined. I hope you can control yourself." With that, she pulled Song Moyan's hand away from her hem.

This time, Ning did not make Song Moyan leave immediately, but sat silently in front of him for a long time. Song Moyan's mind was in turmoil. He didn't know what to say, but the disappointment in his heart was even greater than last time. Today, it was clear that Ning was not being insincere towards him, but just as their passion was about to ignite, they were trapped in an invisible net.

Ning Shi glanced at Song Moyan, who was lost in thought, her face seemingly filled with unspeakable sorrow. She walked to Song Moyan's side and softly said, "Mr. Song, please don't be disappointed. I disregarded propriety and my own conscience to meet with you in secret, proving to you that I am yours. But

we are not in a secluded place right now." "Then let's quietly find a secluded spot," Song Moyan said.

Ning Shi was amused by Song Moyan's somewhat childish words and smiled slightly, saying, "Aren't you afraid that Madam will ask why you've been gone for so long?"

Mentioning Su Xijiao, Song Moyan's heart skipped a beat. Perhaps feeling guilty these past few times, he had deliberately avoided mentioning Su Xijiao in front of Ning Shi, but now Ning Shi had brought it up herself. He wondered what she was thinking.
But Ning quickly gave him an answer, whispering in his ear, "At the foot of the valley where Jiang's family is located, in the early part of the farmland, there is an abandoned woodshed, a place rarely visited. After the election tomorrow, there will be a grand banquet at the manor, and I estimate that most people will get drunk. Tomorrow night, around the second watch, I will wait there for you, sir. Firstly, I will give you what my confidante left behind, and secondly, in the quiet of the night, I wish to ease your lovesickness." Ning'er's words immediately dispelled the gloom in Song Moyan's heart. She called herself Ning'er and spoke so directly, clearly indicating that she wanted him to go to bed with Ning the following night.

After speaking, Ning gave Song Moyan a deep kiss on the cheek before leaving. In the instant she turned to leave, she actually reached down to Song Moyan's genitals and touched his already softening penis heavily.
Normally, Song Moyan and Su Xijiao had never engaged in such unrestrained teasing. So, after Ning Shi left, Song Moyan closed his eyes and lingered in the cellar for a while, savoring the moment before finally departing.

[The End]

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