The female knight was poisoned

Hong Qigong, wounded by the Western Poison's palm strike and venom, was nearly dead. The master and disciple were in a cave on the shore, Huang Rong tending to them. Hearing footsteps outside, she realized that besides them, Ouyang Ke must be the only other person on this deserted island. "Master, you should focus on your internal energy. Rong'er will go and deal with him," Huang Rong said, then slipped out of the cave, wielding her dagger. Ouyang Ke stood beside the entrance. "What are you doing here?" Huang Rong asked, holding the dagger across her chest in case Ouyang Ke made any move. "Ha! Good sister, don't be nervous. I've just come to pay my respects to my uncle." Ouyang Ke laughed and called out loudly into the cave, "Uncle Hong, your nephew has come to greet you. Is your injury alright?"

There was no sound from inside the cave, so Hong Qigong must be seriously injured. Ouyang Ke whispered to Huang Rong, "Good sister. Qigong's injury must be very serious. We need to let him quietly recuperate. Since we're both puzzled here, it's better to let him heal quietly. If there's any disturbance from the outside, his life could be at stake." Ouyang Ke smiled sinisterly. Huang Rong understood his implication: if he forced his way into the cave to harm Hong Qigong, he would truly die. Huang Rong thought that at this moment, she could only outsmart him. Besides, he shouldn't harm her. So she said, "Alright! It won't hurt to chat with you." The two then strolled towards another cave not far from the shore.

The two walked silently to another cave. Ouyang Ke deliberately moved closer to Huang Rong, and Huang Rong let him be, hoping he would stay as far away from her master as possible for his safety. Ouyang Ke and Huang Rong were less than half a foot apart. The sea breeze carried her fragrance to Ouyang Ke, intoxicating him. Her soft hair occasionally brushed against his face, making him restless and unable to resist any longer. He reached out to embrace Huang Rong's slender waist. Huang Rong was startled and struck out with her palm. She drew her short dagger with her right hand and held a steel needle in her left. Huang Rong dodged to the side and casually threw out a steel needle, but Ouyang Ke flicked it with his outer garment. He pushed aside all the steel needles, then struck out with both palms, forcing Huang Rong to the cave entrance. Huang Rong knew something was wrong and quickly thrust her dagger, trying to rush out of the cave. Suddenly, she felt numbness in her right wrist, and with a clatter, the dagger fell to the ground. It turned out that the acupoint on her wrist had been struck. In a panic, she lifted her right foot to kick, but her foot went numb, and the acupoints on her ankle and behind her knee were also struck. Then the acupoints on her left foot were struck in the same way. Huang Rong mustered her remaining strength and slashed at Ouyang Ke with her left hand, but her wrist was held. Ouyang Ke pressed his thumb, and Huang Rong's left arm became numb and weak. With the acupoints on all four limbs struck, Huang Rong collapsed weakly into Ouyang Ke's arms. Ouyang Ke picked up Huang Rong and laughed, "Good sister. You must be tired. Let's go inside and rest for a while."

Ouyang Ke carried Huang Rong to the inner cave, where there was a small stone platform that had naturally formed and reached waist height. He placed Huang Rong on the platform. "You... what do you want? It's just that my skills are not good enough. Do whatever you want with me," Huang Rong said angrily. Ouyang Ke laughed, "Ha! Sigh, sigh! Good sister. I cherish you so much that I wouldn't even dare to hurt a hair on your head." Ouyang Ke looked at Huang Rong on the stone platform. She was delicate and lovely, making him feel sorry for her. But recalling how Huang Rong had teased him many times in the past, he thought that now that she was in his hands, he should teach her a lesson first. But he couldn't bear to hurt such a lovely girl. While he was hesitating, a plan suddenly came to him. He approached the stone platform and, with lightning speed, jabbed about ten acupoints all over Huang Rong's body. Huang Rong exclaimed in surprise, "What...what are you doing?" Ouyang Ke said, "Good sister. This is a unique acupoint striking technique from White Camel Mountain. No matter how powerful your internal energy is, you can't break free of the acupoints you've struck. You can't even move your little toes or toes now." This was the reason for Huang Rong's exclamation. Apart from being able to speak, she couldn't move her entire body at all, which was even more painful than being tied up with ropes.

Ouyang Ke continued, "Sister is too willful and capricious. Today, I will discipline you on behalf of Uncle Huang." Huang Rong thought to herself that she could have avoided this villain's humiliation by ending her own life with steel spikes earlier. Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. "Good sister, don't cry, don't cry. I guarantee you won't be able to stop smiling in a moment. On White Camel Mountain, my concubines laughed so happily when I disciplined them." "You despicable villain, I won't laugh with you. Let me go..." "Haha...that depends on how long you can endure it." Ouyang Ke chuckled evilly. One was the over-thirty-year-old young master of White Camel Mountain, with numerous concubines and countless women under his control, possessing an intimate knowledge of every inch of a woman's skin. The other was a mere fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, pampered since childhood, her body never touched by an outsider. The clash of these two extremes was truly unbearable for Huang Rong.

Poor Huang Rong, ticklish as she was, had her small feet subjected to Ouyang Ke's relentless teasing, unable to move an inch, not even her little toes trembling slightly. Despite her cunning mind, all she could do now was "smile" and "beg for mercy." Huang Rong laughed and begged for mercy, "Hahahahahahahaha...please...please...hahahahahahahaha...no...ha ... Huang Rong laughed and pleaded, "Oh... hahahahaha... please... heh... let me go... haha

... Huang Rong laughed and said, "Heh...hahahahaha...marry...marry...hahahahahaha...I'm willing...hahahahaha...marry...heh...Ouyang...hahaha...Ke..." "Good! Good! Good girl." Ouyang Ke said, "You say, Huang Rong, you swear today that even if you don't marry Ouyang Ke in the future, you will still...you will still...obey my orders and come to tickle me at any time. If you break this oath...(thinks for a moment)...you will eventually be tied up by villains and subjected to tickling torture until you die from itching." Ouyang Ke secretly laughed to himself. He knew that Huang Rong was really afraid of being tickled, so he used this to scare her. However, Huang Rong was still young and took oaths very seriously. She believed that there would be karmic retribution for breaking an oath. She hesitated for a while, and Ouyang Ke immediately began tickling her feet. "Hahahaha... I'll say it... Hahahahahahaha... I'll say it..." Huang Rong said, "I, Huang Rong, swore on this day that even if I don't marry Ouyang Ke, I will obey his orders and be ready to be summoned to tickle him at any time. If I break this oath, I will be bound by villains and subjected to tickling torture until I die from itching."

Ouyang Ke released her bound feet, leaped onto the stone platform, and knelt on Huang Rong's waist. Huang Rong exclaimed, "What are you doing? Let me go!" Ouyang Ke laughed, "Didn't you agree to marry me? Now we should do what husband and wife do!" Huang Rong said, "Not now." Ouyang Ke turned around and grabbed her bound feet, and Huang Rong cried out, "No!" "That's a good girl," Ouyang Ke said, gently stroking Huang Rong's pretty face and touching her soft, long hair, which reached her lower back. His childlike heart stirred, and he grabbed two small strands of hair to brush against Huang Rong's cheeks, then poked them into her ears. Huang Rong's pressure points weren't released, so she couldn't move an inch; the tingling, itchy sensation made her both laugh and cry.

The two playful strands of hair slowly moved from her cheeks to her sides and chest, making Huang Rong feel an unbearable tickling sensation, but she dared not make a sound. She was afraid that if she protested, her soles would be tickled again, after all, tickling her soles was a thousand times more unbearable than this tickling. But Ouyang Ke wouldn't let her off so easily. He teased this little beauty who couldn't move at all, like a cat playing with a mouse. The strands of hair slowly circled around her two small mounds, making Huang Rong's whole body tingle with ticklishness. Suddenly, a strand of hair brushed against her pink buds, and Huang Rong cried out "Eek!" with a smile playing on her lips. The experienced Ouyang Ke was overjoyed, thinking that this was a top-notch ticklish beauty bestowed by heaven. Even a slight brush could make her ticklish. He only hoped to be trapped on this deserted island for the rest of his life, and to be able to play with this little beauty every day. He didn't care about White Camel Mountain or Black Camel Mountain.

Ouyang Ke was deliberately teasing Huang Rong. He treated her like a rare treasure, gently circling her two tufts of hair around her nipples, occasionally brushing against them. These two ordinary strands of hair were incredibly versatile in his hands; whether he brushed, picked, pulled, pricked, rubbed, or scraped, each movement was slow and light, like a dragonfly skimming the water, playing on the mounds. Huang Rong felt as if insects were crawling and ants were biting her, waves of tingling itchiness like drinking a thousand pounds of vinegar, as if every hair on her body was about to fall out. Yet, she couldn't move, nor could she scratch. She groaned and begged for mercy, "Oh! No... Eek... Hee... It itches... Hah... Hee... Don't... Hey... Like this... Hah... Hee... Hee... Hee..." Ouyang Ke said while playing with her, "Then you'll listen to me from now on." "Okay... I'll listen to you... Eek... Hee hee hee hee... Don't... It tickles me... Ugh... Hee hee hee..." Huang Rong had to agree to anything now, because her little soul was also itching so badly it was almost heavenly.

Ouyang Ke chuckled, "Then let's do what husband and wife do!" Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard voices in the distance. He darted to the cave entrance and saw two figures on the shore—his father, Ouyang Feng, and his rival, Guo Jing. After a moment's thought, he slipped into the inner cave, released Huang Rong's pressure points, told her what he had seen, and helped her put her clothes and shoes back on. Before leaving, he only said, "Good sister, don't forget the vow you made," and then vanished from the cave.

Ouyang Ke knew that only heaven, earth, and the two of them knew what had happened today; how could a young woman reveal such a shameful secret to others? Besides, if Huang Rong changed her mind and didn't marry him one day, he would have another exquisite and beautiful young woman as a "playmate," which would be quite delightful.

[The End]

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