Liu Meixue and her son

In the small garden of a large mansion in the east of Jinling City, various flowers were in full bloom, dazzling in the warm morning sunlight. Sitting in the garden pavilion was a stunningly beautiful woman, seemingly around 30 years old, dressed in a pale yellow dress. Her exquisitely beautiful face was etched with deep pain and sorrow, showing no sign of appreciation for the flowers. Her gaze was unfocused as she stared into the distance, repeatedly muttering, "Zhi'er, where are you? Is your mother really gone? Can you really bear to leave your mother alone at home?"

This breathtakingly beautiful woman was the mistress of the mansion, Lü Zhi's mother, Liu Meixue, who twenty years ago was known as the "Number One Beauty of the Martial World." She was now thirty-eight years old, but due to her natural beauty, excellent maintenance, and the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra she practiced, which effectively preserved her youthful appearance, she looked like a woman in her thirties. She showed no signs of middle age, but rather possessed a mature and graceful charm.

When she was eighteen, she met Lü Shufeng, a rising star in the martial arts world, while traveling. During their acquaintance, she was beautiful, gentle, and well-educated; he was handsome, dashing, skilled in martial arts, and considerate. They fell in love quickly, and since they were both orphans, they needed to care for each other. However, their love lasted only about half a year before Lü Shufeng suddenly died of a strange illness. This was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the young Liu Meixue.

She considered committing suicide for love, but she was already six months pregnant. For the sake of her child, she did not follow her husband. To ensure a safe delivery, she bought this large mansion. The child was a boy, whom she named Lü Zhi. After giving birth to Lü Zhi, Liu Meixue never traveled the martial arts world again, devoting all her energy to little Lü Zhi. She raised young Lü Zhi with unwavering devotion, hoping he would achieve fame and fortune through the imperial examinations to escape the hardships of the martial world. Therefore, she spent most of her time teaching him to read and write, but also imparting some of her and Lü Shufeng's martial arts skills to him for future self-defense. Young Lü Zhi was exceptionally intelligent, possessing a photographic memory and mastering martial arts with remarkable speed and intuition. He was her precious darling, her only solace.

Now, young Lü Zhi had grown into a twenty-year-old adult, even more handsome and dashing than his father.

Liu Meixue adored her son, and his behavior brought her great comfort. She felt she had done right by her deceased husband and was very happy.

But now, this very son had forced her into a predicament she couldn't handle. With the tender affection her beloved son had shown her lately, how could she not be moved? Her son's handsome and dashing appearance could captivate any woman in the world. Besides feeling proud of her beloved son, wasn't she also captivated by him? In the quiet of the night, when she thought of her distant husband, didn't she often mistake her son for him?

When her son poured out his love and longing for her, she countless times felt an urge to rush into his arms, to accept his affection, to let him caress and cherish her.

For the past twenty years, while she had enjoyed the happiness brought by the deep mother-son bond, she also felt the profound loneliness of all widows, a loneliness that intensified and became harder to dispel in the quiet of the night. Her son was right; she did indeed have a man to cherish her, love her, hold her, and caress her. But, deeply bound by

societal norms and etiquette, she couldn't possibly find another man. Even if she decided to break free from these constraints, her pride and self-respect meant she knew she would not marry another man.

For the past twenty years, apart from her beloved son and her husband, whose memory has become increasingly blurred, she has treated all other men as nothing. She only allows her beloved son to see her stunning beauty; she refuses to let any other man glimpse her face. Therefore, she always wears a veil whenever she goes out. Deep in her heart, there is no room for any other man but her beloved son; he is her one and only love!

But can she accept her beloved son's affections? That is, after all, incest, something society forbids.

If she agrees, how can she face her deceased husband and ancestors? More importantly, if society finds out, how will her beloved son live in society? His future will be ruined! She cannot harm her beloved son; she would rather live a life of solitude than harm him. He will marry, have children, and then he will gradually forget his love for her. For this, she endured immense pain, repeatedly and against her will, harshly rejecting her beloved son's tender affections. Last night, she even slapped him for the first time.

After she slapped him, when he said he was leaving, she thought her slap had worked, stopping his impulsive act, so she didn't care and fell into a deep sleep in anguish.

This morning, when she woke up, she found her son wasn't greeting her as usual, and assumed he was angry. But when she went to his room, she found he wasn't there. She searched the entire yard but couldn't find him. Only then did she realize he wasn't just saying it. But she still clung to a sliver of hope, hoping he was just being stubborn and would return soon.

She waited anxiously in the garden. An hour passed, then two, and soon it was almost noon.

But there was still no sign of her son. This had never happened before. For the past twenty years, they had depended on each other, caring for one another; her son had never acted like this before. Would he do something foolish? Would he never return? She felt extreme horror and fear when she thought of the look of despair on her son's face after she slapped him the night before.

"Zhi'er, come back quickly! Don't do anything foolish! How can you leave your mother like this?" She now clearly realized that she could not lose her son in her life, and her son must not be harmed or suffer any misfortune because of her! She began to blame herself for rejecting her son's love.

"My beloved son loves me, and I am his equal. Why can't I give him my love? Since the day I gave birth to this precious son, haven't I always been prepared to sacrifice everything for him? What's a little more than my own body? Incest is forbidden by societal norms, but weren't the mother and son in the book my son gave me also committing incest? Didn't they live happier and more fulfilling lives because of their incestuous relationship? Why should I wrong myself and hurt my son's heart for an invisible set of moral codes? What if my son does something foolish because of my stubbornness? How could I face my husband and ancestors in the afterlife?"

When she thought about her son possibly doing something foolish for her sake, Liu Meixue suddenly awoke. She no longer hesitated, no longer considered, no longer waited. She had to find her beloved son as soon as possible. As long as he returned, as long as he was always safe and sound by her side, whether he was her love or her body, she would no longer feel wronged, no longer suppress herself, no longer hide her love for him, and happily give it to him. She

took some silver, a sword, and some hidden weapons, and rushed out of the house.

Not knowing where her beloved son had gone, she inquired at every hotel and inn. In her haste to leave, she had forgotten her veil, and at each hotel and inn, her stunning beauty caused a stir. But she paid no heed to this. Fortunately, Lü Zhi was exceptionally handsome, and like her, he was the center of attention wherever he went. Therefore, when she inquired at the eighth hotel, the waiter told her that Lü Zhi had been there and, after eating, had headed northeast along the main road.

Liu Meixue stopped a coachman, said nothing, pulled him off his horse, tossed him a piece of silver, and leaped back onto her horse.

At dusk, Liu Meixue arrived at a market town. Jiangnan was known for its beautiful women, and the townspeople had seen countless beauties, but as Liu Meixue rode through the town, they still stopped and turned to look at her, this peerless beauty. Liu Meixue paid no attention to them. She stopped in front of a large hotel and dismounted.

The shopkeeper, standing in front of the restaurant to greet customers, watched Liu Meixue approach and thought to himself, "I've seen countless beauties, but none are as stunningly beautiful, so elegant and graceful as this woman before me. Every gesture she makes is breathtaking, even the way she dismounts is captivating."

Thinking this, Liu Meixue reached him, and the shopkeeper hurried forward, saying, "This lady, please come in!"

Liu Meixue didn't go in; instead, she asked directly, "Shopkeeper, has a twenty-year-old young man come in here today?" She then described and gestured to illustrate Lü Zhi's physical characteristics.

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper knew that Liu Meixue was looking for Lü Zhi, who had just left. He readily replied, "Yes, yes, that young man arrived around noon and left just an hour ago." He then added enthusiastically, "That young man seemed to be troubled by something; he drank quite a bit. I saw he was very drunk and persuaded him to stop, but he paid the bill and left, refusing to stay."

Hearing that her beloved son was drunk, Liu Meixue felt a sharp pang of pain in her heart. Her son never drank; his drunkenness today showed how heartbroken he was. The slap she had given him yesterday had deeply wounded him. She couldn't help but feel remorseful. She regretted not agreeing to her son's advances yesterday, not giving herself to him.

Hadn't her heart also raced when her son touched her yesterday?

When she came to her senses, her anxiety and concern were palpable. She asked, "Which way did he go?"

Seeing her urgency, the innkeeper dared not delay and pointed to the official road to the northeast, saying, "That young gentleman went in that direction."

Upon hearing this, Liu Meixue didn't even have time to thank him before leaping onto her horse and heading northeast.

Watching Liu Meixue's beautiful figure disappear into the distance, the innkeeper couldn't help but wonder, "It seems this beautiful woman is very fond of that young gentleman. He's quite fortunate, so why is he heartbroken?"

Liu Meixue frantically spurred her horse, urging it to run faster. She desperately wanted to find her beloved son.

She was worried about him, afraid he might get drunk and cause trouble. On horseback, she constantly blamed herself, repeatedly saying in her heart, "Zhi'er, Mom loves you. Mom promises you, Mom will give you her body, as long as you never leave Mom again..."

Soon, Liu Meixue reached the edge of a forest. She heard sounds of fighting, and it seemed that her beloved son's voice was mixed in with the sounds.

Liu Meixue rode her horse into the woods. Just as she saw her beloved daughter, the masked man thrust his sword towards Lü Zhi's chest. At the same time, Liu Meixue unleashed her sect's unique hidden weapon, the Nine-Bend Needle. The masked man fell before his sword reached Lü Zhi's chest, but Lü Zhi also collapsed.

Seeing her daughter fall, Liu Meixue felt as if she had fallen into boundless darkness, her heart sinking.

She cried out in anguish, "Zhi'er!" as she unleashed the Nine-Bend Needle, felling the other three masked men. As the masked men fell, she swiftly rushed to her daughter's side. She knelt down and picked her up. Seeing her daughter's eyes closed and her body covered in blood, she felt a wave of fear and cried, "Zhi'er, wake up! You scared me! You can't die! What will I do if you die?"

Liu Meixue was somewhat disoriented from fear; she forgot to check if her daughter could still be saved. She hugged her beloved son tightly, sobbing and murmuring, "Zhi'er, it's all my fault. Actually, I love you very much too. I've thought it through. You are my beloved son, my precious baby. If I don't give my body to you, who will? Please don't leave me again, okay? I promise you, from now on, as long as you have my body, I'll give it to you."

While Liu Meixue was still immersed in grief, a weak voice came from not far away: "Heroine, that child isn't dead yet, he's just lost too much blood and fainted. You need to stop the bleeding quickly."

Hearing this voice, Liu Meixue snapped out of her grief. While secretly scolding herself for being foolish, she quickly checked her son's pulse and found that he was indeed still alive. Overjoyed, she quickly checked his wounds. She found that the wounds on his hands and chest had stopped bleeding, but a wound on his inner thigh was still bleeding profusely.

Liu Meixue immediately tore open her son's pants to check the wound. This wound was on the upper inner thigh, only a few feet away from Lü Zhi's penis. To apply medicine to the wound, Ai'er's pants had to be completely removed. His penis would inevitably be exposed. But at this moment, Liu Meixue couldn't think of that anymore. She quickly pulled down Lü Zhi's pants and underwear. Facing Ai'er's penis, she didn't dare look too long, but simply took out a unique healing medicine created by her sect from her bosom and applied it to Ai'er's wound.

After applying the medicine and the bleeding stopped, her hand accidentally touched Ai'er's penis. Only then did she realize its existence. She couldn't help but glance at it, seeing how large it was, her heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed. She quickly and carefully covered Ai'er's genitals with his pants. Then she checked Ai'er's pulse and found it to be relatively normal, so she felt a little relieved.

At this moment, Liu Meixue remembered the person who had spoken earlier, thinking how fortunate it was that this person had reminded her, otherwise Ai'er might have bled to death due to her negligence. Grateful, Liu Meixue walked towards that person. As she approached the man, she suddenly remembered her earlier words to her beloved son—the words about giving herself to him. She knew he must have heard them, and a wave of shame washed over her; she hesitated to look at him. But she quickly dismissed the thought, feeling it was wrong to worry about such things when someone needed help, and continued on her way.

The man was severely injured and on the verge of death. When Liu Meixue reached him, he handed her a letter with trembling hands, saying, "Give...to..." before dying.

Liu Meixue tucked the letter into her bosom. Worried about her son's injuries, she hastily buried the bodies and then cradled her son in her arms. She dared not ride a horse, fearing it would reopen his wounds. Carrying her son, she used her light-footed skills to head towards the town.

Fortunately, the town wasn't far, and Liu Meixue arrived quickly using her exceptional light-footed abilities. She dared not stay in the town. Firstly, because several people had died, the authorities would be investigating the next day, and although she wasn't afraid of them, she didn't want any trouble. Secondly, living in the town made it inconvenient for her beloved son to recover. Fortunately, the town wasn't far from Jinling City. She decided to take her son home that very night.

She bought a simple carriage and a quilt from an ordinary family. She first laid the quilt on the carriage, then placed her son on the thick quilt, and personally drove towards Jinling that very night.

Along the way, Liu Meixue frequently stopped to check on her son's wounds and breathing, only continuing on her way when she saw that his wounds hadn't reopened.

Around midnight, Liu Meixue arrived back at her home in Jinling. After parking the carriage in the backyard, she hurriedly carried her son into her room. After placing him on her bed, she saw that he was still unconscious and covered in blood, so she boiled some hot water to wash him.

She sat on the edge of the bed and gently undressed her son piece by piece. Lu Zhi's trousers had been removed when he was applying medicine to his wound in the forest, and now they were only covering his genitals. When Liu Meixue's hand was about to remove them, she couldn't help but think of the scene in the forest when her hand touched her beloved son's penis. She hesitated for a moment with embarrassment, but quickly overcame her shyness and gently removed the trousers covering her beloved son.

After her son's escape and near-death experience, Liu Meixue realized how important he was to her and knew she could never leave him again, nor could she refuse his physical advances. She knew she would belong to him sooner or later. Therefore, in her heart, she already considered herself his woman. However, when her son's enormous penis and naked body were fully displayed before her, Liu Meixue still felt her face burning. Facing her son's body and penis, Liu Meixue felt both heartache for his injuries and a blush and heart pounding at the sight of his strong body and the mature masculine aura emanating from him. She couldn't resist the urge to touch his penis, but ultimately restrained herself. After secretly scolding herself for having such thoughts, she quickly and carefully washed her son's body with a towel. After wiping his body, she applied medicine to his wounds and then gently covered his naked body with a quilt. Watching her beloved son's steady breathing and sweet sleeping face, Liu Meixue finally felt relieved. She took a shower, ate some cold food hastily, and returned to the bedside. She threw on a robe and fell asleep by the bedside.

[The End]

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