[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - 19

Chapter 73 Walking on a Knife's Edge

"Mo Fei, we can talk about it later." I pointed to the suspects and said, "These cooks and deliverymen are suspected of drugging my food. They're yours to deal with now."

Mo Fei's eyes turned cold. Without a word of interrogation, he ordered them dragged out and sold.

A cool summer breeze blew as we arrived at the lakeside pavilion.

Sunlight streamed into the pavilion through the half-rolled bamboo blinds, making the water shimmer like it was draped in a shimmering golden veil.

Mo Fei frowned and said coldly, "Didn't you say you already had someone in your heart? Then why did you climb into the master's bed? I always thought you were a different woman, but I was wrong about you. You're nothing but a vain and ugly woman." Mo Fei's voice was filled with deep disappointment, and his eyes were cold and captivating.

I was immediately terrified. In that instant, I seemed to understand Yu Mu's sinister intentions.

He made love to me in public, and then gave me a "high position." Could his real purpose be to disappoint Mo Fei, who was "deeply in love" with me, and thus make him want to kill me? —There are some terrifying men; once they realize they've loved the wrong person, they'll kill them without hesitation.

But Yu Mu underestimated my adaptability and overestimated my pride. I'm not that stupid. My pride is limited to not deceiving others' feelings. Now, as a servant, I have no right to be aloof.

I won't accept Mo Fei's so-called revenge. He likes me, and I have the right not to like him. In my heart, I don't believe I owe him anything. Since I owe him nothing, why should I endure his revenge?

I looked up at him seriously, pursed my lips, and said softly, "Mo Fei, if I said that choosing to 'join' my master was only to escape your infatuation, would you believe me?" I felt like I could be a heroine in a romance novel—too innocent, too tragic.

Mo Fei glanced at me mockingly, saying nothing.

I took a deep breath and said in a mournful tone, "I don't accept you, but I accept my master, not because he's better than you, but because you treat me with more sincerity. If I had no one else in my heart, I would accept your affection without resistance, but I already have someone in my heart, and I simply cannot bear your sincerity. Of course, I could be insincere with you, but your kindness makes it impossible for me to reciprocate with false affection." I still had a good grasp on Mo Fei. Sincerity packaged with beautiful words would surely move him. Although these words sounded excessively humble and sweet, they were still my true feelings, merely embellished with beautiful language; it wasn't emotional deception. I wouldn't feel guilty. "I don't know why, but I understand you so well." I paused slightly, then changed the subject: "Do you know what you would do to me if you couldn't have me?" Before he could answer, I continued quietly, "The fundamental reason I chose to serve my master is because I'm afraid that you, unable to have me, would harbor resentment and plot to abuse me—like not giving me food, making me sweep and mop the floor day and night, or instigating other maids to bully me." Uh, I'm not a masochist; I was just giving examples to illustrate my "fear."

Mo Fei was stunned by my words, the murderous intent in his eyes vanishing completely.

I pursed my lips and continued, "I couldn't bear your unfulfilled desire for revenge, so I had no choice but to cling to my master. Mo Fei, if you want revenge on me, I have nothing to say, because I have a clear conscience about what I've done."

"Mo Fei, I'm just a maid. My purpose is simple: to survive." Softness can overcome hardness. Without deceiving others' feelings, I can use a man's pride and innate chivalry to achieve my goals.

After these words, Mo Fei might resent my ungratefulness, but as a man, he would definitely not seek revenge.

Sigh, how did I become so hypocritical? It turns out that people can be so shameless just to survive.

"Is that the kind of person you think I am?"

I widened my eyes and said, "Can you deny that you wouldn't treat me like that out of anger?"

Mo Fei's face turned ashen, and he stormed off.

I wiped the cold sweat that had unknowingly trickled down my forehead with my sleeve.

I had finally won the trap set by Yu Mu.

Sigh, it's exhausting to outwit a man like Yu Mu.

Time flies, and another winter has arrived.

After countless sunrises and sunsets, I've finally secured my place by Yu Mu's side, and those maids who were once jealous of me have gradually stopped being so. Because I've surpassed them by so much, their jealousy has long since transformed into envy.

As Yu Mu's head maid, I basically don't have to do anything. And since Zhiyuan and I take turns caring for Yu Mu's daily life, I have a lot of free time. With so much free time, I get bored.

I used to love reading, but now I can't. Because reading is something only young ladies of noble families can do; now I'm just a maid, and I've lost the right to read. Besides, this is Yu Mu's territory, and I'm just a maid; where would I get books to read?

So, I have to find other ways to kill time.

The ancients were wise; embroidery is truly a good way to pass the time. Sometimes I can embroider a single flower for several days. Although it takes a lot of time, I feel immense joy looking at the flowers I've embroidered.

At first, embroidery was just something to pass the time out of boredom, but later I truly became fascinated with it. I cultivated it as a hobby. Whether it's flowers, insects, birds, or animals, I can embroider them if I want to.

I once heard that learning piano cultivates elegance, but actually, you can cultivate elegance in anything you do, like maintaining good posture while writing or sitting up straight while eating.

Now, I think embroidery can also cultivate elegance.

Embroidery tests one's perseverance; without perseverance, how can one embroider beautiful patterns?

Embroidery also requires good posture; if the posture is incorrect, it's easy to experience back pain. So, when you're engrossed in embroidery, the gentle elegance you develop is no less than that cultivated through learning piano. Of

course, learning embroidery also means learning tailoring and sewing.

I smiled contentedly. Hehe, embroidery is a craft, isn't it? When I leave in the future, I can use this skill to make a living, so I won't starve.

Having a skill inevitably makes me restless; I'll always make some nice clothes to wear (of course, the inspiration for my clothing designs comes from movies and TV dramas from my past life). Anyway, as Yu Mu's head maid, my material life is quite abundant. Every month I receive a lot of fine fabric, so I don't have to worry about not having enough to make clothes for myself. ...

In winter, I like to embroider while basking in the sun, lazy and carefree, like a butterfly fluttering in the sun, dancing freely among the flowers.

"Isn't your life a little too comfortable?" Living too comfortably will attract envy, and sure enough, someone can't stand it anymore.

Alas, some people are just petty and can't tolerate others living a good life.

I laughed and replied, "As the master's head maid, life is naturally comfortable."

Sitting in his wheelchair, Yu Mu squinted at me in the sunlight. "You're a really incompetent head maid. Not only are you always shirking your duties, but you're also increasingly disregarding your master." Was

Yu Mu upset that I didn't get up to greet him when he came towards me? Uh, it's all because the sun is so warm today; it made me not want to get up once I sat down.

But this Yu Mu is really strange. I've had countless lazy days like this, and he's only now coming to bother me? Isn't that a bit too late?

He gently lifted my chin with one finger and said softly, "I'll let you off the hook for now. But if I see you so disrespectful to your master again, hmph, you'd better watch yourself."

Yu Mu was acting strangely today. I frowned, completely clueless as to what I had done to offend him.

I tilted my head slightly and asked, "Master, are you in a bad mood today?" From my long observation, I've found that Yu Mu is actually quite easy to serve, so my attitude towards him isn't as cautious as it was at the beginning. That's why I didn't get up to greet him even though I clearly saw him coming towards me.

Yu Mu grinned and said, "Xiao Shu's ability to read people is getting better and better."

I chuckled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Yu Mu raised an eyebrow slightly, then turned his head slightly to Zhi Yuan, who was standing behind him, and said, "Zhi Yuan, you may leave. Xiao Shu will serve you here."

Upon hearing this, Zhi Yuan stiffened. She quickly looked up and gave me a cold glance, then quickly lowered her head again, respectfully replied "Yes," and slowly left.

Ugh, Yu Mu is such a jerk. Zhi Yuan and I finally managed to be "evenly matched," but he never seems to want me to have it easy, constantly making me the target of Zhi Yuan's jealousy.

I pouted and complained, "Master, I'm off today." Zhi Yuan and I take turns serving him; today it's Zhi Yuan's turn.

Yu Mu's tone was sinister: "What? You're upset about serving me?"

I said, "Serving Master is our blessing. Xiao Shu is just worried about Zhi Yuan getting angry. If Zhi Yuan gets angry, Xiao Shu's life will be very difficult." There are things he already knows, but he always asks questions he already knows the answer to. Is he trying to find out just how honest I am with him?

Yu Mu reached out and tugged at my cheek, murmuring, "No wonder you could make Mo Fei so infatuated. You're quite good at reading people. You know exactly what men like and dislike."

"What are you saying, Master? I don't understand." I was uneasy and anxious.

Yu Mu patted my head and laughed, "Whether you really don't understand or you're pretending not to, it doesn't matter anymore. Come on, I'm in a bad mood today, so serve me. If you serve me well, you'll be richly rewarded."

I smiled bitterly. Was I just a tool for venting now?

"Master, it's cold outside, let's come inside." My voice was calm, as calm as eating and sleeping.

Yu Mu waved his hand and said, "Suit yourself."

**

As soon as we entered the room, Yu Mu suddenly pulled me up and made me sit on his lap. Don't let Yu Mu's handsome appearance fool you; when he holds me in his arms, I feel as small as a five or six-year-old child.

Everyone has different habits during sex, and Yu Mu's favorite thing to do is bite my earlobe. Once, I asked him why he always liked to bite my earlobe, and he laughed and said that my earlobe was very soft and felt good to bite.

My father's habits were completely different. He liked to casually pinch and tug at my nipples after sex. Sometimes, when I wasn't paying attention, he would suddenly and forcefully cover my breasts, then knead and pinch them hard, making me feel a tingling sensation and unable to suppress a soft moan.

Father, Father, Father…

Just thinking about Father makes me uncontrollably wet down there.

"Ah… (Father, I miss you…)" I gritted my teeth, burying 'Father, I miss you' deep in my heart.

"I love hearing you moan, soft and sweet, it's so alluring..." Yu Mu's fingers touched my cheeks, my neck, my breasts...

Daddy...

Daddy often strokes me like this too...

Yu Mu gently parted the sparse hair, and that frighteningly thick thing pressed against my soft, wet ground below. He thrust!

"Mmm~~ So good." I closed my eyes, fantasizing that it was Daddy's thick thing entering my body. Daddy's was very big, and every time he entered, he expanded my vagina to its limit. "

Open wider!" My thighs were pulled open by his big hands, and I felt a slight pain at the groin. The distance between my thighs and his opening reached its limit. I pressed myself against him at the closest possible distance.

"Ugh, it hurts." I complained between breaths.

Yu Mu didn't speak, he just stuck out his tongue and kept licking my earlobe...

As the movement intensified, he couldn't help but raise his neck, pressing my head tightly against his chest, thrusting his lower abdomen forward, and desperately pounding...

Ahhh~~

I kept moaning, the bone-chilling pleasure making me feel like I was dying of ecstasy...

Afterwards, I was drenched in sweat, panting heavily with exhaustion.

"Do you know why I like doing it with you?" Yu Mu's lips whispered in my ear.

I shook my head.

Yu Mu murmured, "Making love with you is a pleasure that penetrates to the bone... Even though you're so inexperienced, why do I always feel that you're so alluring?"

Chapter 074 Winter Snow Cold

I was walking on the path when suddenly someone grabbed me and pulled me into an embrace.

Looking up, I saw it was Mo Fei.

He whispered urgently in my ear, "Xiao Shu, I've made up my mind. Even if you have someone else in your heart, it doesn't matter. I'll wait for you. I believe that one day you'll change your mind." The emotions hidden in his peach blossom eyes were so deep, like the sky, unfathomable.

I frowned. Why wasn't Mo Fei giving up? Before I could speak, a very charming and melodious female voice softly said, "For such a proud man as Mo Fei to say such things, it seems he is truly enamored with Miss Xiao Shu." (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

I turned my head and saw Zhi Yuan pushing Yu Mu slowly towards us. The person who spoke was her.

Yu Mu also passed by here today? What a coincidence!

"Your subordinate greets Your Majesty." Mo Fei knelt on both knees before Yu Mu.

I frowned. Usually, Mo Fei would kneel on one knee when bowing to Yu Mu, but today…

I had a vague premonition of something bad. I slightly raised my eyelids to steal a glance at Yu Mu, only to see his shimmering eyes darken slightly, with emotions hidden deep within them that I couldn't fathom. Noticing my glance, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes returned to normal. I was so frightened that I immediately lowered my head. I heard him say gently, "Get up."

Mo Fei not only didn't get up, but also kowtowed heavily: "Your Majesty, please bestow Xiao Shu upon your subordinate."

My heart skipped a beat. My heart was churning, but I maintained a calm demeanor, quietly awaiting the impending storm.

Yu Mu stared intently at a spot on the tree trunk behind Mo Fei, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then turned to me and said, "Mo Fei wants you. Are you willing?"

I immediately knelt and kowtowed deeply, saying, "Reporting to Master, this servant is unwilling." I didn't want to bear the burden of Mo Fei's affection; it was too heavy.

Yu Mu's long eyes narrowed, his voice still gentle: "Mo Fei, you've seen it yourself, haven't you? It's not that I don't want to grant your wish, it's just that she herself is unwilling. There are plenty of women in the world; a woman who doesn't know what's good for her is better off without." He paused there, then turned to Zhi Yuan. "Zhi Yuan. Xiao Shu is in your hands now.

" "Yes," Zhi Yuan replied respectfully.

'In your hands now'? I frowned. What did that mean?

"Master!" Mo Fei suddenly looked up, his peach blossom eyes filled with shock.

Yu Mu leaned back in her wheelchair, her dark eyes sweeping over him, and said casually, "Mo Fei, you are my brother. Your affection shouldn't be disregarded by an ungrateful maid."

"Master. Xiao Shu is just too stubborn, she didn't..."

Yu Mu waved her hand, cutting Mo Fei off, "This matter ends here. Zhi Yuan, later instruct Yuan Qing to find several well-bred young ladies for Mo Fei to choose from."

"Master, Mo Fei will only ever love Xiao Shu! Please grant my wish!" Mo Fei kowtowed repeatedly.

"Love?" Yu Mu was taken aback.

"Yes. Please grant my wish!" Mo Fei said firmly.

Yu Mu's face was cold. "To love a woman who won't love you is unwise. I fear that if you suffer later, I will be even less able to grant your wish. Guards, Xiao Shu attempted to seduce Steward Mo; her actions are intolerable. Drag her out and have her beaten to death."

Beaten to death? I trembled uncontrollably, my vision blurring.

"Master, please don't!" Mo Fei's anxiety was so intense that his eyes instantly turned red.

Yu Mu kept her eyes slightly closed and didn't speak.

Mo Fei's long eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes, his voice hoarse as he said, "This subordinate mistook infatuation for love. Please, Master, spare Xiao Shu... Miss."

Yu Mu looked up at Mo Fei, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke again, "Zhi Yuan, why don't you take Xiao Shu away?"

"Yes." Zhi Yuan quickly responded, called the two maids beside her, and dragged my arm towards the courtyard where the maids lived...

The winter weather was so cold that it made your teeth chatter.

The work Zhi Yuan assigned me was outdoor cleaning. (Now I understand that the so-called 'handing it over to you' meant that Zhi Yuan was assigning me work.)

The cold weather, coupled with the outdoor labor, caused me to catch a cold, and I fell ill within a few days. My head was burning hot, and in a daze, I returned home. In the study, my father held my hand and taught me to draw…

I don't know how long this sweet time lasted, but the fever subsided, and I vaguely heard people talking…

“So what if she was favored for a time? The master's words brought her back to reality.”

“I knew she would end up like this… Master Mo is the master's most trusted subordinate; the master would never let a maid cause a rift with his most trusted subordinate. Her downfall was only a matter of time.” “…” I couldn't hear what they were saying.

“That woman deserved it. Master Mo treated her like that, and she actually… If it were me…” I couldn't pay attention; my head was buzzing, and it hurt so much.

A woman sarcastically remarked, "She's too picky; she looks down on Master Mo."

Another woman scoffed, "How can a pheasant become a phoenix? She's dreaming too much. The only woman who has stayed with the master for so long has always been Sister Paper Kite."

"Exactly, how could she possibly dare to dream of someone like the master..."

I suddenly opened my eyes, looked around, and found no one there.

Thirsty beyond measure, I propped myself up on my arms, and with weak steps, walked to the round table, poured myself a glass of cold water (which I didn't know had been boiled at the time), and gulped it down.

"Hiss..." I shivered as soon as I took a sip.

The door creaked open.

A maidservant entered carrying medicine. Seeing me standing by the round table, she paused, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

A moment later, a head maid came in. "Are you feeling better? Go out and get to work."

I frowned. "I just woke up. Can I go to work tomorrow?"

She raised an eyebrow and sneered. "Oh, you still think you're the master's head maid? You were sick for several days, and now that you're better, you think you can skip work? Let me tell you! If you want to eat, you have to work. If you don't go out to work today, you won't get any food tonight."

I looked at her quietly and said, "I can barely stand up right now. If I go out and catch a chill, I'll probably be sick for several more days, and then I'll really miss work."

She glared at me and said fiercely, "Hmph, I'll let you slack off for one more day. Let's see what excuse you can come up with to slack off tomorrow!"

In this world, everything is ranked, and maids are also divided into different classes. Especially those maids who used to be in "high positions," once they fall, everyone wants to kick them while they're down...

Every day, there are either insects in the food or flies in the rice. I knew their purpose was to disgust me with insects and flies, making me unable to eat…

These days taught me a lot; I learned that there are so many ways to harm someone…

Humans are very adaptable. Repeating the same work of sweeping the snow every day, after a while, the initial fatigue and cold subsided. I gradually got used to this simple work. My mind could be blank; I didn't need to think about anything, just repeatedly swinging the broom in my hand.

“Sister Xiaoshu, something bad has happened, something bad has happened…” Huamei ran anxiously towards me.

“Huamei, why are you running so fast?” Huamei was originally a maid I promoted to serve me, but because of my fall from grace, she was demoted to a sweeping maid by Zhiyuan. Alas, I wanted to help her, but in the end, I harmed her.

“Sister Xiaoshu, your house… your house is on fire, quick… quick…”

My face changed, and I quickly dropped the broom and ran to my house. Sure enough, I saw thick smoke billowing from it.

"My clothes!" My first thought was of my clothes. Shoveling snow, though cold, at least my clothes were thick enough (not long ago I was Yu Mu's head maid, and although I was no longer allowed to live in the original courtyard, I still brought my good quality clothes with me). If I didn't have a cotton-padded coat, wouldn't I freeze to death while shoveling snow outside?

But, the house was fine, how could it catch fire? And only my house burned down?

After the fire was extinguished, Hua Mei and I went inside to clean up, only to find that all my gold and silver jewelry and silver coins had vanished.

"Sister Xiao Shu, where are your silver coins and jewelry?" Hua Mei had served me before, she knew what I had.

I coldly looked at the charred house, pursed my lips, and remained silent.

After such a big incident, as expected, Zhi Yuan, Yu Mu's head maid, summoned me.

Paper Kite, without a trace of joy or sorrow, said to me with an impartial expression, "You burned down the house, so the repair costs will be deducted from your monthly allowance."

Sometimes, the more you tolerate, the more you are bullied.

I narrowed my eyes, clenched my fists, and decided to fight back.

One day, taking advantage of the fact that all the maids were in the dining hall and no one was in the courtyard, I secretly sneaked into the house of the suspects

who might have burned down my house, took their silver, picked up the lamp on the table, poured the lamp oil on their bedding, lit it, and let it burn fiercely... "Fire! Fire! Help! Help put out the fire..." someone shouted shrilly, and in an instant, all the maids rushed to put out the fire...

"Xiao Shu, Sister Paper Kite wants you to come over." A maid came to me aggressively.

"Okay." I replied, put down the broom, and went with her.

A maidservant saw me come in and immediately pointed at me, shouting, "Sister Zhiyuan, it's her! I saw her sneaking into our room, and then our room caught fire!"

I pretended to be taken aback, then smiled and said, "Oh, you saw me go into your room? Why didn't you catch me on the spot? 'To catch an adulterer, you need to be in bed; to catch a thief, you need to catch him red-handed.' You should understand this principle. If you want to frame me, then produce solid evidence."

Perhaps they suspected I set the fire and randomly picked someone to "accuse" me. Perhaps someone actually saw me, but due to the limited experience of ancient maids, they didn't think to catch the arsonist in the act. But none of that mattered; not catching them in the act was pointless.

"You, you, you shameless wretch! What 'adultery,' what 'bedroom'! Do you have any shame?!" The maids in the room were all blushing, as if I had uttered some lewd words.

I ignored them, focusing my gaze on Zhiyuan: "Sister Zhiyuan, everyone knows you are the most fair and just. She's falsely accusing me like this... Sister Zhiyuan, you must stand up for me..." I didn't need to finish my sentence; everyone could understand the meaning behind my words.

Zhiyuan looked up at the maid and said, "Xuemei, quickly apologize to Xiaoshu."

"Sister Zhiyuan, I clearly saw her..."

Zhiyuan interrupted her, "Evidence! Without evidence, it can only be a false accusation."

Tsk tsk, listen to how artfully Zhiyuan spoke.

“Sister Paper Kite, I have evidence. This is the beaded hairpin she dropped in my room.” Another maid produced a string of beaded hairpins.

I feigned surprise, widening my eyes. “Isn’t this one of the gold and silver jewelry pieces that was stolen from me?” This string of beaded hairpins was homemade; I used to wear it in my hair.

The maid’s face changed, her expression turning furious: “The evidence is conclusive! Not only do you deny it, but you’re also accusing me of stealing your jewelry! How utterly despicable!!”

I raised an eyebrow and smiled: “Are you sure the evidence is conclusive?”

The maid’s eyes widened: “You dare say this beaded hairpin isn’t yours?”

I smiled and said, “This beaded hairpin is indeed mine. Unfortunately…”

“Unfortunately what?” the maid asked.

I smiled and replied, “Unfortunately, I reported it lost to Sister Paper Kite a few days ago, and this string of beaded hairpins was on the lost and found list.” The little thief had walked right into my trap; it would be a shame not to punish her.

The maid said, “Hmph, you made this beaded hairpin yourself. You probably made two. You lost one, so you still have the other one.”

Hmm, I nodded. This girl is quite quick-witted.

"Alright, even if I made two, but..."

the maid grumbled, "But what?!"

I smiled and said, "But a beaded flower that fell at the scene of a fire shouldn't be so clean, white, and shiny."

The maid turned to Paper Kite and argued, "Sister Paper Kite, this beaded flower fell in a corner, so it wasn't burned by the fire."

"Heh. Such a coincidence? Alright, alright. Even if, as you say, the beaded flower fell in a corner, but..."

the maid roared, "And what are you saying?!"

"But, with the house on fire and so much smoke, why didn't the surface of the bead get stained with any smoke?" I didn't know if the beaded flower could actually be stained with smoke in the smoke; I was just trying to trick her. After all, smoke rises, the house was made of earth, and the beaded flower was very small; whether a beaded flower that fell in a corner could be stained with smoke was debatable.

The maid gritted her teeth and said, "I put the bead in my sleeve, and the sleeve wiped away the smoke on the bead."

"Are you a pig?" I suddenly asked.

Everyone froze, wondering why I was cursing.

"Heh, of course you're a human, not a pig! No one here would think you're a pig. So, as a human, you absolutely couldn't be stupid enough to stuff such an important clue directly into your sleeve; that doesn't make sense! Your accusation is incredibly childish." I'm never sharp-tongued, but this woman's behavior was truly disgusting.

"You, you, you—" The maid's face turned ashen with anger.

I clapped my hands excitedly, "But don't worry, I have another way to determine if this bead was found at the fire scene."

"Oh, what way?" Paper Kite raised her eyebrows, looking very interested.

“Smell it, it’s the same principle as incense. If the pearl hairpin was at the scene of the fire, it would definitely smell of smoke after being exposed to smoke for so long.”

“That works.” Zhiyuan took the pearl hairpin from the maid’s finger, smelled it under her nose, and said, “There’s no smell of smoke.”

I said coldly, “Sister Zhiyuan, I’ve been falsely accused for the second time today. Please help me get justice.”

Zhiyuan nodded and said, “Xuemei and Qinghe slandered Xiaoshu. They’ll get ten lashes and be fined three months’ wages. Everyone should take this as a warning and never act rashly without solid evidence. Understand?”

I lowered my head. Why did Zhiyuan’s words sound so awkward to me?

Oh well, why bother arguing with her? It’s just some trivial talk.

As I walked around the corner of the courtyard, a group of women rushed out.

A maid’s angry voice rang out, “Sisters, beat them!”

I knew they would do this, so I quickly pulled out a kitchen knife from my sleeve and slashed at them.

"Ah—" The maid who had been hit screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing the kitchen knife in my hand, the other maids turned pale with fright and stumbled back several steps.

Seeing their reaction, I laughed instead. "Sisters, you should always leave yourselves a way out, shouldn't you? Anything can happen in this world, and a comeback isn't impossible… Unless you can kill me right now, otherwise… Hmph… You're all smart people; you can understand many things with a little thought. Don't end up not even knowing how you died." Those who could work as maids in Yu Mu's courtyard weren't stupid. After my harsh words, they all fell silent, heads bowed in deep thought.

A maid questioned, "Do you think you still have a chance to make a comeback? Don't dream!"

I chuckled, "Whether I'm promoted or demoted, it's just a matter of a master's word." After a pause, I added, "There's no need to rush to bully someone. There's plenty of time. Are you afraid you won't have another chance? Why be so eager to be used as a pawn?" After these words, I hoped they wouldn't cause any more trouble. Fighting with others is too tiring. I'm too lazy; I just want a quiet life.

Chapter 75 Back to the Beginning

"Sister Xiaoshu." Huamei twisted her fingers, looking at me with a melancholy expression.

"Huamei, what's wrong?" Seeing her like this, I was a little worried and quickly went over to take her hand.

Huamei gritted her teeth, a trace of blood flowing from her lips, "Sister Xiaoshu, can you give me back the clothes I gave you?"

Hearing this, I was stunned, my mouth slightly open, but I couldn't make a sound.

My clothes were burned in the fire that day, leaving only the set I was wearing. Back in the manor, I've lost power and can't buy clothes with my own money, so I had to borrow a set from Huamei.

And now, Huamei is suddenly asking me to take that set back…

They must have done something to Huamei, otherwise why would she so abruptly ask for her clothes back?

It seems I wasted my breath that day; they won't let me off so easily. One trick failed, so they've come up with another.

I looked up at her and said, "Okay. I'll change and give it back to you right away." I initially thought of washing it before returning it, but then I thought it best to give it to her directly.

"They beat me every day, demanding I return the cotton-padded coat I gave you, or they'll beat me to death. It hurts so much… I can't take it anymore… Waaah, Sister Xiaoshu, I'm sorry…" Huamei's tears fell drop by drop.

I reached out and wiped away the tears on her cheeks, saying softly, "Silly girl, why didn't you tell me sooner? You must have suffered a lot these past few days."...

The snow continued to fall, and the weather remained cold. I picked up the broom and swept the snow away, stroke by stroke.

"Ugh, why does this person smell sour? How long has it been since they bathed? So dirty..." A few maids passing by muttered, pinching their noses.

I frowned, ignoring them.

Women are always fond of cleanliness, and although I lowered my head and pretended not to hear, I couldn't help but lift my sleeve and sniff it when they were far away.

There was a faint fragrance on my sleeve, not a sour smell at all.

However, just because there was no smell now doesn't mean there won't be later, since I have no other clothes to change into besides the ones I'm wearing now.

Sigh, this kind of life is so stifling. Thinking about it again, after hiding for so long, my father's ever-present and insidious gang should have dispersed by now, right?

However, to leave this mansion, I must regain Yu Mu's "favor."

The sky was overcast, and the pine trees in front of the house were piled high with snow.

Snow fell heavily as I stood before the white jade steps.

"What are you doing here?" This was the second-class maid I had promoted. Yu Mu hadn't replaced her? This was quite unexpected.

"I'm looking for my mistress."

The maid frowned. "You can't just see your mistress whenever you want."

Such coldness in human relationships—I had truly experienced it firsthand.

I smirked, saying sarcastically, "Ha, I always thought you were clever, but I never imagined you could be so foolish!"

The maid squinted, "What do you mean by that?!"

I smiled and said, "Don't forget who promoted you. If I really lose power, do you think you can still be a second-class head maid?"

Hearing this, her face immediately changed, and she said respectfully, "Sister Xiaoshu, please don't be angry. How could I not understand these principles? It's just that the master is in a bad mood today, and it's really not the right time to see the master..."

Heh, at least she's not a stupid maid. I raised my chin and said, "Just announce her arrival."

"Yes." She replied respectfully and quickly ran inside.

After a while, the maid came out beaming. "Sister Xiaoshu, the master wants you to come in."

"Hmm." I nodded with a smile.

I lifted the curtain and entered the room. Yu Mu glanced at me and asked, "What are you doing here?"

I immediately knelt down, placed my hands on my knees, lowered my head, and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Master, Xiao Shu wants to return to your side." I wanted to say, "Reporting to Master, Xiao Shu misses you." Unfortunately, my ability to fabricate stories was still too shallow, and I couldn't bring myself to say it.

Yu Mu raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly teasing, "You think you're just going out for a stroll? You think you can come back whenever you want?"

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck me, and I abruptly looked up at Yu Mu: "Was it Master who deliberately pushed me to that point?"

It turned out I had misunderstood from the start, naively believing that all the suffering I had endured these past few days was caused by Zhi Yuan through the machinations of others. I forgot a crucial line: "Only Sister Zhiyuan has served the master for so long."

The reason Zhiyuan has served Yumu for so long isn't because she's beautiful (there are plenty of beautiful women in the world), but because she's dutiful and clever. She would never do anything to torment or poison the maids Yumu once favored.

I suspect those maids who were once Yumu's favorites were rejected because they overstepped their bounds.

That means only Yumu would dare to so brazenly put insects and flies in my food. His purpose must be to make me unable to bear the "abuse" and come to him. What a cunning man. However, this also shows that I, his first-class maid, am very much to his liking, and he's reluctant to discard me.

"Hehe, so you're not stupid after all," Yumu said, clearly in a good mood.

"I'm just too stupid, that's why I've been tricked by Master for so long. But Master, you've gone too far, actually putting bugs and flies in every meal I eat."

Yu Mu's eyes were smiling. "I ordered them to wash the bugs and flies clean before putting them in your food."

"Oh, so they weren't cooked together." I suddenly realized.

Yu Mu raised an eyebrow and asked, "You like them cooked together?"

I retorted angrily, "Master, you're joking! Who would like to eat such disgusting food!"

Yu Mu smiled, slightly raising his hand. Zhi Yuan understood and pushed the wheelchair to my side. He bent down, took my hand, and pulled me up from the ground.

His hand was warm; my icy hand seemed so small and cold in his.

Yu Mu frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"

One moment he was feeding me flies and bugs, the next he was so caring and considerate. Yu Mu's thoughts were truly unfathomable.

Sigh, what's the point of thinking about this now? Now that I've regained favor, finding a way to leave is the most important thing.

By chance, I saw Mo Fei again; he had lost a lot of weight.

Seeing me, he smiled sadly and said, "After a year of estrangement, I thought I could just let go, but in the end, I found I didn't have that ability. I can't let go of your image in my heart."

Hearing this, I was furious: "So that's why you recklessly begged the master to give me to you?"

"Xiao Shu, I really like you," he said sincerely.

I lowered my head, my brows furrowed tightly. "In matters of the heart, it's never about you liking me and me liking you back."

Hearing this, Mo Fei swayed slightly and stumbled away quickly.

Watching his departing figure, I let out a long sigh, feeling very bad. This man is devoted; such devotion should be very appealing to girls, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.

The snow stopped, and a faint blue tinged the gray sky.

“Master, the New Year is almost here, and I want to go out to buy New Year's goods.” I said to Yu Mu with a smile.

“Just send the head maid to buy them.” Yu Mu said casually.

“I want to go buy them myself.” I displayed the willfulness expected of a favored maid.

“Hehe, Little Shu is always so willful.” Zhi Yuan sneered from the side.

“That’s only possible if Master spoils me.” I glanced at her sideways.

Yu Mu curled her lips and said, “Go out if you want.”

“Hehe, I knew Master was the best to me. But could Master be even nicer to me?” I was taking advantage of her.

Yu Mu glanced at me, “What do you want?”

“Give me New Year’s money!” I reached out to Yu Mu for New Year’s money.

“How much do you want?” Yu Mu’s eyes were full of smiles.

I tilted my head and blinked. "That depends on Master's wishes."

Yu Mu said, "You and Zhi Yuan will each receive a thousand taels of silver."

I gasped in surprise, not expecting Yu Mu to be so generous. As Yu Mu's personal maids, we only received five taels of silver a month. Twenty taels of silver could feed an ordinary family of three well for a year. A thousand taels was a huge sum.

"Xiao Shu thanks Master," I said, feigning delight.

Clutching several hundred taels of silver, I left the manor excitedly. Once I left, I wouldn't be coming back. It was a pity I couldn't take out all the thousand taels. A thousand taels was too heavy and too much; taking it out would arouse suspicion.

After leaving the manor, I followed the pre-arranged signal and found the fabric shop that would serve as my cover.

"Uncle Chen!" As soon as I entered the shop, I saw Uncle Chen sitting behind the counter, and I couldn't help but shout with joy.

"Miss!" Uncle Chen was clearly also excited.

"Shh." I told him to be quiet, forgetting that I had been excited just a moment ago.

"Okay." Uncle Chen responded and pretended to lead me to the backyard to look at fabrics.

Once in the backyard, I immediately said, "Uncle Chen, I need the fake beard and fake eyebrows you prepared. Are they ready?"

"Ready." Uncle Chen said.

"Okay." I nodded. "Get ready, we need to leave immediately."

Chapter 76: Extreme Longing

I had just run away from Yu Mu's place when my father caught me.

Father, what are you going to do? " It's been so long, why can't you lose interest in finding me?

" I asked, frowning.

The leader respectfully replied, "Replying to your question, young lady, we didn't know you were here. We just have our master's men all over the place."

Our master's men all over the place? Just that?

I've never been clear about my father's power. Could it be that his men have spread to every corner of the Three Kingdoms? Such a powerful force truly surprises me.

"Shu'er. My silly child. I've finally found you." As soon as my father saw me, he hugged me tightly, his warm lips gently kissing my cheek.

I looked up at my father, somewhat dazzled. My father was still the same as before, looking refined and gentle, but the aura he exuded was as mysterious and unpredictable as a deep pool or a dark forest.

My father hurriedly carried me to the bed, not even having time to close the door.

"Ah...Daddy, it hurts so much..." The sudden entry made my lower body tremble with pain.

"Daddy was too excited, relax...inhale, exhale..." Daddy leaned over my body, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against mine, his penis thrusting into me, pumping upwards repeatedly, causing my breasts to rise and fall heavily, the pink nipples drawing white arcs in the air.

Suddenly, Daddy's large hand touched my forehead. "Shu'er, what happened to your forehead?"

Tears welled up in my eyes and seeped back into them, blurring the world. "I accidentally hurt myself." If I become ugly, Daddy won't like me anymore. That way, Mommy won't be sad, and I can rest easy. But, but, why does my heart ache so much whenever I think about this?

The snow outside kept falling, falling incessantly. Because the door wasn't closed, the wind, carrying snow, blew into the house without hindrance, landing on the bed.

"Daddy, I'm so cold." I hugged Daddy tightly.

"Daddy forgot to close the door." Daddy sighed softly, cupping my bottom in his hands, lifting me up, and hoisting me to the door, kicking it shut.

"Daddy's hands are busy, Shu'er, turn around and bolt the door."

"Okay." I twisted my body and bolted the door. The twisting motion caused Daddy's penis to twist violently inside me.

Daddy inhaled sharply: "Oh, my darling, are you trying to break me?" With that, he gripped my bottom tightly, his firm buttocks thrusting wildly from bottom to top.

Hearing Daddy's incredibly affectionate "darling," my heart melted. I hugged Daddy's neck tightly, biting my lower lip, accepting the storm he brought without resistance.

Daddy squinted and sighed softly: "Shu'er's bottom is so soft."

"Smack!" Daddy's large hand slapped my bottom, startling me.

"I'll fuck you to death. My darling. Why did you run away? And so irresponsibly, hurting yourself like this..."

His rough, hoarse voice, his heavy breathing—everything about my father made my heart pound uncontrollably, even though his words and actions were so crude and unrefined.

"Father, why did you come looking for me? Why? Why?"

"You think you can escape after stirring up my heart? There's no such thing as a free lunch." My father lovingly wiped the sweat and tears from my face with his palm.

Bai Liqing's Smile (Extra Chapter 2)

He never imagined he would search for a woman for so long. He even mobilized his forces hidden throughout the Three Kingdoms.

Two years, countless sums of money, a massive undertaking to find a woman. Such behavior was truly unwise, but he just couldn't stop thinking about her.

When he found her, he pulled down her pants and eagerly penetrated her, not even having time to close the door.

When had he ever been so eager before? This was the first time in his thirty-odd years of life that he had experienced this.

Because of his privileged family background and the doting love of his parents, he had many women in his youth. He had played with countless beauties, and although a few had stirred his heart for a time, none had made him yearn for her for so long.

Since she made him so reluctant to part with her, he would find a way to imprison her by his side forever. He would pamper her, luring her into becoming a parasitic plant that could only survive by clinging to him, this great tree.

Chapter 77 Deep Affection (Caution)

No matter how she tried to escape, she eventually returned to her father's side. Her heart was like a watercolor painting blurred by water droplets, filled with despair, confusion, and a touch of joy. She thought, "Father does care about me after all."

Her father held her on his lap, talking to her casually.

Father, while gently kneading my little hand, spoke softly, "On New Year's Eve, as soon as I heard from my servants that they had found you, I rushed here on horseback. That shows how important you are to me, Shu'er."

Hearing this, my heart fluttered. Father's sweet words were always so captivating. This father didn't seem like the renowned Prime Minister Baili, but rather like a seasoned lover adept at navigating the world of romance. At that moment, I forgot my own feelings. If I hadn't fallen for Father, even his eloquent words wouldn't have moved me.

Seeing that I only listened without speaking, Father continued talking. After he had covered all the interesting topics, he finally said, "The snow has stopped, let's go home."

Hearing this, all the sweetness instantly vanished from my heart: "Father, I don't want to go back!" I was ashamed to face Mother; I didn't want to go back.

Father said, "That's your home. If you don't go back, where else can you go?"

I was furious and couldn't help but sob. "Father, you know perfectly well why I don't want to go back. Why can't you grant my wish?" Even keeping me as a mistress outside would be better than taking me back there and needlessly hurting Mother's heart.

Father gently stroked my face. "Shu'er, trust Father. Father won't make things difficult for you."

Hearing this, I felt a surge of anger and pouted, accusingly saying, "Father, you always say 'Shu'er trusts Father,' but the consequence of my trust is repeated heartbreak."

"This time it won't be like that." Father turned my face and kissed me. His warm breath tickled my face...

**

As soon as I entered the hanging flower gate, I stared blankly in the direction of Mother's courtyard.

I felt a mix of homesickness and trepidation. I wanted to see Mother, yet I was also afraid of seeing her.

Father saw me like this and couldn't help but chuckle. He took my hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see her."

Although Father didn't specify who "he" was, I knew that "she" he was referring to was Mother.

"No. I won't go." I pulled my hand away, lowered my head, and stood there motionless.

Father stood before me, one hand behind his back, and said, "You'll see her sooner or later anyway, why not go see her as you feel, so you won't be sad?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but look up at Father. His words were strange; did seeing Mother make me less sad?

Father smiled, reached out and affectionately pinched my cheek, and said, "Let's go." Then, he reached out his large hand and took my small hand.

Father was right; you'll see her sooner or later anyway, you can't delay forever. This time, I didn't pull my hand away, letting Father lead me.

"Huh?" I asked, puzzled. "Weren't we going to see Mother? Why are you taking me out of the manor?"

Father glanced at me sideways, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "You'll find out soon enough."

Father

held my hand the whole way, ignoring the frequent sidelong glances from passersby.

My face flushed, and I called out softly, "Father..."

Father turned and smiled, saying nothing, only tightening his grip on my hand.

After walking half a street, Father and I arrived at the gate of a manor.

"Father?" I looked up at Father, finding it strange that he had brought me here.

The five servants guarding the gate bowed deeply upon seeing us.

Father nodded slightly. Two servants opened the gate; one ran inside, presumably to announce our arrival, while the other bowed and walked ahead to block the way. We had

only just stepped onto the long, covered walkway when three people hurried towards us from around the corner, one of whom was the servant who had just run inside to announce our arrival.

A man in dark blue robes, upon seeing my father, immediately bowed and said, "Prime Minister."

My father smiled slightly but did not return the bow. I was slightly taken aback. Why didn't my father return the bow?

Just as I was pondering this trivial detail, the man in dark blue robes respectfully gestured for my father to proceed…

Once

inside the inner courtyard, my father released my hand, rubbed my head, and said, "I have something to discuss with Lord Lu. Go and play with Madam Lu."

I blinked, utterly confused. Back at Baili Manor, my father had clearly said he would take me to see my mother, so why had he brought me here instead? And now he wanted me to play with some Madam Lu? Play what? I'm not a child anymore, what can I play?

Although my mind was full of questions, I couldn't ask my father anything in front of outsiders, so I could only nod in agreement.

Lord Lu beckoned a maid and instructed her to lead me to his wife's place.

"Yes." The maidservant responded respectfully, then gestured for me to enter, saying, "This way, Miss."

As I left, I glanced suspiciously at my father, who was smiling at me with an inscrutable expression, as if he knew I would turn around and look at him.

The

maidservant led me into an exquisite courtyard. The maidservant guarding the courtyard immediately went inside to report. A moment later, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful woman emerged. Upon closer inspection, I was completely stunned, and the beautiful woman was equally stunned.

"Shu'er..." the woman called softly.

"Mother..." I was surprised. Why was my mother here? Was she a guest at Madam Lu's house?

My mother quickly walked towards me, took my hand, and led me inside. Once inside, she dismissed everyone else from the room. She hugged me tightly, her voice trembling, "Shu'er, my Shu'er."

My mother held me for a long time before letting go, gently stroking my cheek, murmuring, "Shu'er has finally been found by him..."

"Mother..." My heart pounded at the mention of Father in front of my mother, so I quickly changed the subject, "What are you doing here?" There were no other noblewomen in the room; where was Madam Lu?

My mother lowered her eyes, and after a long silence, she spoke, "Shu'er, I am Madam Lu."

I pursed my lips, my eyes widening in disbelief.

What had happened while I was gone? Why had my mother become Madam Lu?

My mother saw my confusion, smiled bitterly, and said, "Lord Lu fell in love with me at first sight, and my father...gave me to him."

Lord Lu...fell in love with my mother at first sight? I was bewildered. Could there really be such a thing as love at first sight? My father gave my mother to him? Then I became furious.

"How could Father treat Mother like this!" Mother loved Father; Father was being too cruel to Mother.

Mother lowered her eyes and smiled again, saying, "Mother is a concubine, not a wife. A wife is a companion to a man, a concubine is a plaything."

"Mother!" Tears blurred my vision, and I couldn't see Mother's face clearly.

Mother pulled me into her arms, saying, "Silly child, don't cry. Now Mother is a wife, not a concubine; you should be happy for Mother."

I hugged Mother's waist tightly, secretly wondering: But Mother loved Father, didn't she? Thinking of this, my heart ached dully.

I

talked with Mother all afternoon until dusk when a maid came to tell me that the Prime Minister was returning home.

I reluctantly left Mother and followed the maid to Lord Lu's study.

As I entered the study, the two men sitting across the table simultaneously looked up at me. The two men were my father, dressed in white like snowflakes, and Lord Lu, dressed in blue like the clear sky.

When I first saw Lord Lu, I thought him insignificant and didn't pay him much attention. Knowing who he was, I scrutinized him closely. He had long, slender eyebrows, red lips, and white teeth… a handsome man with a gentle and refined air.

My father stood up and walked towards me, taking my hand and leading me outside. Looking back, I saw Lord Lu smilingly following behind us. He escorted us all the way to the gate of the mansion before stopping, bowing, and saying, "Prime Minister, please take care."

My father nodded slightly, responded with a soft "Mm," and pulled me away without looking back.

Back at the Baili mansion, I entered my room and found that the furnishings were exactly the same as when I left, even the chairs hadn't been moved an inch.

I slowly walked to the soft couch in front of the crystal window and sat down, turning my head angrily to ask my father, who had followed me into the room, "Why?" Although the question was abrupt, I knew my father understood me.

My father stared at me intently and said, "For you."

I laughed coldly, furious, and glared at him, my anger burning fiercely, wishing I could burn everything around me to ashes. "For me, you gave Mother away to someone else?!"

My father looked at me quietly for a long time before saying, "Lu Mingcong is a capable minister, highly valued by the Emperor. Bi Ying won't be wronged following him."

I was furious, my hands tightly gripping my clothes, my chest tight, wanting to refute my father's absurdity, but unable to form any words.

My father sat down beside me and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Father has given Bi Ying a good home. Father thought you would be very satisfied with this result."

A good home? I was bewildered. Marrying Lord Lu as his principal wife, was that a good home?

I slowly turned to my father and asked, "Was it your idea to make Lord Lu fall in love at first sight?" At that moment, I vaguely guessed that Lord Lu might be one of my father's subordinates, which explained why my father didn't return the gesture when Lord Lu bowed to him. His marriage to my mother was my father's arrangement.

My father only smiled faintly, his eyes half-closed, and remained silent.

Even though my father didn't say a word, his silence was the best admission.

Father reached out and ruffled my hair, smiling, "Father thinks this is the best solution. Only when she's happy can you be with Father without feeling guilty..."

I looked up at the gray-blue sky outside the window, my mind blank, unable to think of anything.

Father pulled me into his arms, gently rubbing his lips against my face for a long, long time, just quietly rubbing, without kissing, without uttering a word.

I remained like that for a long time, until someone outside called "Master" and "Miss" several times, which snapped me out of my daze. I immediately pushed against Father's chest, wanting him to put me down.

Father complied and placed me on the ground. I stood up straight, straightened my clothes, and called out, "Come in."

"Yes." I heard the person outside reply, followed by light footsteps.

The person entered the room, and upon seeing her face, I recognized her as the respectable woman from the old lady's household—Manqing.

After Manqing curtsied to my father and me, she respectfully said, "Madam instructed me to invite Master and Miss to dinner in the hall."

In the Baili family, they usually ate breakfast together, but lunch and dinner were separate meals. Since it was only recently the New Year, and my father had gone out to look for me on New Year's Eve, my aunt had come to invite him to dinner at dusk. As for me, my aunt had invited me along out of consideration for my father.

My father nodded and said, "I understand, you may leave."

Manqing replied, "Yes," and then withdrew.

After she left, I said to my father, "Father, you should go out and eat. I... I'm not hungry. I won't go out."

My father raised an eyebrow and asked, "Afraid to see Jing'er?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I was indeed afraid to see my brother.

Father stood up, smoothed out the wrinkles in his robes from where I had sat, took my hand, and chuckled, "Come on, little turtle. You always cower in the face of trouble." ...

Father led me by the hand, past the snow-covered garden, up the long corridor, and toward the dining hall. In the distance, I saw my brother and aunt already waiting there. "Huh?" Hearing my soft exclamation, Father turned to look at me. "What's wrong?" "Where's Baili Yanran?" I asked, looking up. "Yan'er is married." After a pause, Father added, "Why do you always call her Yan'er by her full name, Shu'er? You don't seem so distant with Jing'er." I lowered my head, pursed my lips, and remained silent. Father smiled, unconcerned. As we approached, my brother called out "Father" with a smile, but didn't even glance at me. The old woman smiled slightly at my father before turning her gaze to me. She nodded slightly and called out with a smile, "Miss Jinxiu." At first, I didn't quite understand. After a few moments, I realized that Jinxiu was a name my father had given me as a false identity so that we could be together "openly and legitimately." Upon entering the hall, the maids quickly set the food on the table. We ate in silence, not speaking a word. After the meal, my father took my hand and was about to leave when the old woman called out, "Master." My father stopped and turned to look at her. The old woman's lips twitched, but she remained silent for a long time. Father frowned. "Speak if you have something to say." Hearing this, Auntie seemed startled, shaking her head frantically, forcing a stiff smile. "N-nothing. I... I called out to you unintentionally, please forgive me." I stared at Auntie, stunned. Even the noble Auntie had this vulnerable side. Father said nothing more, tightened his grip on my hand, and turned to leave. Only when we reached the garden path did I understand why Auntie had so urgently called out to Father in front of everyone. —When a husband returns from a long journey, according to custom, he should rest in his wife's room. This custom exists for two reasons: first, to prevent men from favoring concubines over their wives, disrupting the proper order; second, because wives work hard managing the household, husbands should naturally reward them more. I looked up at Father, silently asking myself: Father, do you really not understand why she so desperately called you? ** Father will sleep in my room tonight. The spring scenery is, needless to say, enchanting. ** ... The dim candlelight cast a golden glow on Father's skin, making it appear as if it were jade. Two years had passed, and Father had become even more handsome. Father bent down, cupped my breasts, and took my pink nipples into his mouth, sucking and smacking them repeatedly, making soft, smacking sounds. After a while, he slightly opened his mouth, his tongue swirling around on the pink nipples, while his hands kneaded my soft breasts. "Darling Father," Father wanted me to kiss his penis. ... His thick penis, as thick as a child's arm, filled my small mouth completely, my face taut, clearly stretched to its limit. "Deeper. Deeper." Father wanted to shove his entire penis into my mouth, but it was so long, already reaching my throat, how could he go any deeper? I spat out the penis from my mouth, resting my cheeks on my hands, staring blankly at Father's penis. Father was too big; giving him oral sex was already hard enough, and he didn't even know how difficult it was for me, yet he still wanted it deeper, deeper. "A little deeper, and I'll be alive! " Father panted heavily, "You little vixen! I almost came from looking at you!" I looked up at Father, my eyes wide with surprise. Today I realized that men could also be "looked at" and come. Father hurriedly grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under my buttocks, raising my mons pubis. Father's tongue darted in, swaying back and forth like a fish's tail. After my flower hole itched and produced lustful fluid, Father then grasped his penis, pressing the glans against the entrance of my flower hole. Suddenly, with a "squelch," his penis instantly thrust into my body. The lustful fluid stored in my flower hole was squeezed out by the thick, round shaft, dripping down his scrotum onto the base of my thighs. Father's voice trembled as he said, "Shu'er, you're squeezing Father so tight, Father feels so good. Father wants to fuck you hard, pound you, and fuck you until you think of Father every day and can't leave Father every night." Lewd words can enhance the pleasure; the more lewd the words, the easier it is to ejaculate during sex. My eyes were glazed, a white mist filled my vision, I felt like I was dying of pleasure, and I ejaculated several times. My whole body was limp and light, I didn't know if I was on a cloud or on the bed... Then Father leaned down and kissed me, kissing and thrusting, saying, "Is Father fucking Shu'er good?" I hugged Father, raised my legs behind his buttocks, letting his penis penetrate deeper. "Shu'er feels so good, Father, faster..." Hearing this, Father touched my face, his hands on either side of my head, flesh against flesh, fucking me wildly with a "bang bang bang." "Ah, ah, ah!" I was dizzy from the impact, my heart trembled wildly, and I kept calling for my father, "Father, Father..." My father held my head and kissed my lips, calling "Shu'er, Shu'er" over and over, making my heart melt. My vagina contracted tightly, and my juices flowed continuously. I hooked my arms around my father's neck, letting his penis thrust rapidly inside me... My father thrust hard for half an hour, finally exhausting his strength. I felt the penis inside me tremble, and he pressed it tightly against my vagina, thrusting hard a few times, and a warm liquid rushed into the depths of my heart.

"Ah..." I groaned, my lower abdomen trembling violently, my legs tightly clamping around my father's waist.

"Father..." I called out softly again.

My father was the karmic burden I had accumulated over countless lifetimes, deeply entrenched in my heart, impossible to push away or move.

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