[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - Episode 21 (End)

Chapter 83 Fallen Petals in the Wind

Spring is ending, the blossoms, scattered and scattered, wither in the wind, petal after petal, like the tears of a heartbroken person…

When a person is heartbroken, they lose their reason, and once they lose their reason, even a simple matter becomes very complicated. I know these principles, but when the time comes, because I care too much, I cannot help but lose my reason.

Leaning against the crystal window, I clench my nails into my palms, close my eyes, and try to calm myself down, calm down, and calm down again. When my mind clears, I realize that this matter is very strange.

I don't consider myself a foolish person, nor am I someone who is presumptuous. If my father had no feelings for me at all, I wouldn't have fallen so hopelessly in love. It was precisely because my feelings were reciprocated that I became so foolish, so mad…

The image of my father playing the zither with his eyes lowered amidst the gentle snow of the Lantern Festival two years ago flashed before my eyes. His occasional glances, piercing through the crowd, were filled with such focused tenderness, as if out of all the people in the world, he only saw me…

If my father had grown tired of me, that would be far too quick. Given his devotion and affection for me, that initial excitement couldn't have lasted only a year.

So… where exactly did the problem lie?

I stepped away from the crystal window, pacing slowly in the room, lost in thought. A sudden realization struck me—the key to the problem: my father's attitude had changed abruptly! —After Xiahou Xiao and Chang Kongyu visited, Father gradually became distant from me. He no longer came to see me every day, but only once every three to five days. It was also around this time that Father smelled of another woman…

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Now that I've found the “key” to the problem, I need to follow that “key” and explore further…

After Xiahou Xiao and Chang Kongyu visited, Father’s attitude towards me changed. Why is that?

I frowned, sat on the couch, and thought carefully, my thoughts a jumbled mess… Chang Kongyu believes I’m dead, having lost two years of memory due to a serious illness; Xiahou Xiao believes I’m dead, and has also been ill for many years… They have an unusual obsession with me…

Wait! An unusual obsession?

A sudden thought struck me, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Father was stimulated by their “obsession” and feared he might also have that kind of “obsession”, which is why he suddenly changed his attitude?!

I stood up abruptly, constantly hypnotizing myself: It must be like that, it must be like that. —Whether it's self-deception or self-comfort, I believe my feelings, I believe my father's love for me is absolutely genuine.

If that's the case, how can I make him see my true feelings?

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After thinking for many days, I finally came up with only one solution—leaving.

Yes, leaving, only leaving can unravel this mystery.

If my father has me in his heart, he will surely see his own feelings in his longing, and then go to find me…

If my father doesn't have me in his heart… Thinking of this, my heart aches greatly. I slowly squat down, hugging my arms tightly, as if doing so would stop the pain.

If my father is heartless, if my father is heartless, then… then…

I wept, white tears blurring my vision, and whispered, “If you have no heart, then… let it end.” The last word, “let it end,” was uttered with extraordinary difficulty.

Author's Note:

Thank you for waiting! *muah*

A few days ago, a reader asked me for recommendations on good novels. Scratching my head, I'll just recommend a few:

E'na's *Hidden Rules* and *I Love You One Day More Than Forever* are both very good and completed.

Jiuwu's *Twisted Life* was so heart-wrenching, and it's also completed.

Xuanyu's *Unspoken Meaning* and *Don't Say It's Not Heartbreaking* are very famous and completed.

Yintaohua's *Enchanting Demon* is fantastic and completed.

Paopaoli's *Desire of God* is already quite long; you should check it out.

Aizao's *Rose*, although not yet finished, is also quite long and worth reading.

Finally, I recommend *The Book of Life and Death: A Promise Through Three Lifetimes* by a writer with similar perseverance.

Her unwavering dedication to writing touched me deeply; interested readers should check it out!

Chapter 84 Bamboo Staff and Straw Sandals

Lost in thought about how to escape, I was suddenly startled when the branches outside the crystal window trembled. I looked up and saw several birds flapping their wings and leaping from the branches, shaking down countless leaves.

Why were the birds startled for no reason?

Just as I was racking my brains trying to figure it out, I saw someone I thought I would never see appear before me.

"Yu Mu?" My heart clenched, and I stumbled back several steps, completely unable to believe it was real.

How could this be? How could Yu Mu be here?

"Surprised to see me?" Yu Mu's compassionate eyes, shimmering with a watery light, stared at me intently. His handsome face showed a hint of joy for a moment upon seeing me, but afterwards remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

"You...what are you doing here?" Only then did I realize that Yu Mu was different from before. He used to be in a wheelchair, but now he stood straight in front of me.

Yu Mu smiled faintly and said, "I was passing by and saw my runaway slave here, so naturally I had to take her back."

Hearing this, my mind went blank; I couldn't think of anything.

At this moment, a man following behind Yu Mu stepped forward and said, "Master, this isn't the place to talk. Let's leave quickly."

Yu Mu gave me a deep look, then put his hands behind his back, turned around, and said calmly, "Knock her out."

"Yes." Before I could react, I was knocked unconscious by the man's chop to the neck.

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When I woke up again, I was bound like a dumpling and thrown into a corner of the carriage, with Yu Mu sitting leisurely next to me, sipping tea.

"Why?" Why did Yu Mu want to take me back? I was bewildered and confused. I didn't believe Yu Mu wanted to capture me and "humiliate" me because I had run away and he felt he had lost face. Yu Mu wasn't that kind of petty man. Knowing him as I did, if he truly felt I had embarrassed him by running away, he would have simply ordered me killed, not tied up and taken away like this, making me sit in the same carriage as him.

Yu Mu only glanced at me indifferently, then continued to elegantly sip his tea, without answering my question.

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The carriage bumped along for several months, passing countless mountains and rivers, finally arriving at the seashore, where a large ship was anchored on the boundless sea. The people on the ship, seeing it was Yu Mu, quickly lowered the deck, and Yu Mu personally grabbed my arm and dragged me onto the ship.

"Where are you taking me?" For some reason, I felt a chill and a deep unease in my heart.

Yu Mu smiled faintly, a smile as familiar as ever, yet it sent a chill down my spine. "Go to a place... where you can never escape again."

Hearing this, despair filled my heart. Only then did I realize I shouldn't have provoked him, I shouldn't have...

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Yes, this is indeed a place I can no longer escape from, because… it's an isolated island, surrounded by the sea. All the ships on the island are controlled by Yu Mu; escape is simply impossible. I'm not surprised that Yu

Mu

has such a place to live. After all, even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone a man as cunning as Yu Mu.

Time flies like sand through my fingers; three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

“Mother, Mother, I want to hold my little brother!” Looking at my daughter, who was looking up at me with innocent eyes, my eyes welled up with tears. I thought I would never have my own children in this life, but unexpectedly, heaven took pity on me and gave me two lovely children.

I smiled and stroked her head, saying, “Baby, be good. You can hold your little brother when you grow up.”

Because of the children, my longing for my father gradually faded. Unlike the first year after I arrived here, when I hugged my knees and cried from day to night, I no longer did.

In these three years, I often think: Heaven is fair. I lost my father's love, but I gained two lovely children. "If I were still with Father, we would never have children. I can't bear the possibility that my child might be deformed."

Looking at my daughter running around my knees and my son, smacking his lips and sleeping soundly in my arms, my mind cleared. Things I dared not think about before flooded my mind like a spring…

Once, for Father, I hurt not only myself and Mother, but also my brother…

I remember how much I despised women in my past life who would give up everything for love, yet in this life I became that kind of person. Even if Father isn't my father, he's still a married man. Even if Mother has remarried, there's still my brother's mother—Father's lawfully wedded wife! Under the temptation of love, I actually… actually became that shameless third party.

Before, I deliberately avoided these things, deliberately refused to think about them. Now, I realize that for so-called love, I've become the kind of person I once despised.

For love, I gave up too much, not only my principles but also my pure heart...

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy's here~~~ Daddy, Daddy~, Daddy~~" My daughter ran away from my knees as she spoke in her childish voice, staggering towards Yu Mu.

"Hey," Yu Mu replied with a smile, "Bao'er, slow down, don't fall."

I turned to look. In the sea breeze, Yu Mu's sky-blue robe fluttered in the wind, creating flowing patterns like water. His kind eyes curved into a smile as he squatted down, picked up his daughter who was running towards him, lifted her from under his arms, and gently tossed her into the air. He pursed his full lips and gently kissed her cheek, asking with a smile, "Did Bao'er miss Daddy?"

The daughter nodded obediently, holding up her little hands, and said, "Yes. Bao'er missed Daddy."

Yu Mu smiled gently and said, "Hehe, Bao'er is so good. Come on, let Daddy give you another kiss. Mmm!"

Watching the father and daughter playing together, I couldn't help but feel a faint... I chuckled. Perhaps being captured by Yu Mu before I could even put my plan to verify my father's sincerity into action wasn't such a bad ending after all…

Yu Mu paused, noticing me smiling at them, then kissed my daughter again and whispered in her ear, "Baby, call Mommy to come and play with us."

My daughter obediently turned to look at me, saying in her childish voice, "Mommy, come and play with us."

I smiled and shook my head, saying, "No, I'm holding my little brother."

Yu Mu's compassionate eyes gazed at me with a smile, his lips slightly upturned, and he said, "Let the wet nurse hold him."

I looked at them, seeing my daughter's joyful smile and his gentle smile, and I couldn't help but nod.

Yu Mu was a strange person. In the three years since he abducted me to the island, he never asked me why I was in Baili Prefecture, never asked me why I ran away back then, never asked me why I was so melancholy, and never mistreated me. He treated me as well as before, no, it seemed… even better than before.

Chapter 85 Extra Chapter (Rainy Day Chapter). A Pampered Flower.

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He tried every method to pamper her, but life is often ironic; the more pampered, the worse she becomes.

She grew thin, so thin that the veins on the back of her hands were clearly visible.

He frowned, his heart filled with a bitter taste. One really shouldn't care too much about something; once you do, even a calm heart will uncontrollably turn gloomy.

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He always felt something was missing in her eyes.

After thinking for a long time, he realized that the look in her eyes when she looked at him lacked spirit.

Not only did he notice her unease, but Zhiyuan did too. "Master, Xiaoshu looks like a flower that has lost its moisture. If this continues, I'm afraid she will eventually wither away..."

He turned his gaze indifferently to Zhiyuan and said, "In your opinion, what should I do?"

Hearing him ask this, Zhiyuan was somewhat stunned, as if she had never expected him to ask her this question. "Master, give her a child. With a child, she will get better."

A child...

He had never thought about having a child with anyone. After having sex with any woman, he would have someone subtly give her a contraceptive medicine.

Zhiyuan called out softly, "Master?"

He turned to look at her, puzzled, and asked, "Why does she get better after having a child?"

Zhiyuan was stunned again, unsure how to answer the question, and could only vaguely say, "Ah, it's a woman's nature. I don't know how to explain it to you, Master. In short, as long as you give her a child, she will get better."

Yu Mu closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before saying, "You may leave now. Let me think about it."

Zhiyuan responded softly with "Yes," and then withdrew.

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Slender, delicate fingers quickly removed her clothes, one hand unconsciously kneading the clitoris inside her petals, the other hand gently kneading her full breasts along their contours.

Taking advantage of her moment of weakness from the kneading, he opened her legs and, with a

soft "plop," thrust his fiery penis inside. Her soft, yielding vaginal canal enveloped him, and he let out a long, comfortable sigh.

The push-up-like thrusting motion was quite strenuous, so he knelt upright, placed his hands between the blankets and her buttocks, lifted her hips, and pressed them hard against his groin, allowing his burning member to penetrate deeply into her.

"Mmm~~" She bit her lower lip, tilting her face back, breathing softly.

He gripped her buttocks tightly with his ten fingers and began primal rhythmic movements. Her body trembled with the rhythm of his movements, and gushing fluids flowed down her buttocks, pooling at her tailbone and dripping onto the bed.

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Everyone has different preferences in sex, and he liked all sorts of novel positions.

He lifted her to the edge of the bed, making her head down and legs up, hanging upside down so their genitals were pressed tightly together. He gripped her buttocks tightly, slowly withdrew his member, and then thrust it in hard again.

"Ah~~" This position startled her, and her flower path contracted rapidly, intensifying his pleasure.

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To have a child as soon as possible, after finishing, he didn't pull his penis out. Instead, he lifted her body, making her straddle him with her legs spread, the tip of his penis tightly pressed against her clitoris, completely blocking the semen he had just ejaculated into her uterus.

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In the middle of the night, his desire inside her hardened again. He slightly arched his back and thrust in and out, her body arching upwards with each thrust, her breasts bouncing and rubbing against his firm chest.

Soon, she was awakened by his movements. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, frowning, looking very unhappy.

Seeing that she was awake, he smiled with pleasure, his full lips curving upwards. Suddenly, he rolled over, pinning her beneath him, like a frog, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against her belly, thrusting in and out again…

She closed her eyes, receiving the thrusts with muffled moans.

After hundreds of thrusts, he grew tired of the position, withdrew his penis, and flipped her limp body over, making her kneel on the bed. He then penetrated her from behind. He pulled her hands back, pressing her buttocks closer to his abdomen, and began to thrust rhythmically.

Her body bounced back and forth as he thrust, and because her hands were held, even though her body was weak, she could only straighten her back and kneel upright, letting him pound into her until he panted and trembled as he ejaculated a thick fluid…

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And so it went, day after day, night after night, until finally, she became pregnant.

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Ten months later, the child in her womb was born, but he never even glanced at it. Only the joyful expression on her face when she held the child would make him feel somewhat dazed and confused.

Gradually, he stopped being dazed and confused; he gave her the child only to save her life. Now that his goal had been achieved, why should he bother with the child anymore?

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, he forgot to give her the contraceptive medicine, and she became pregnant again just six months after giving birth. He hesitated, wondering if he should let the newly conceived child disappear silently. After thinking for a long time, he decided to just let it go. Since the child made her happy, why not let her have another one? Still relying on her own hands? How could that be satisfying? [Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... well-proportioned, irresistible! Click to enter

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At some point, the neglected child started walking. Whenever she saw him, she would wobble and run towards him, grabbing his trouser leg and babbling in words he couldn't understand.

He frowned. Although he felt the child's hands were dirty, he didn't push her away. He finally lowered his proud head and looked directly at the child who was tugging at his trouser leg, making his trousers covered in drool.

The child's features looked a lot like hers. He was slightly surprised and pleased, and couldn't help but wonder: Did she look like this when she was little?

Gradually, he got used to the sight of a little pink dumpling running up to him and babbling in a language he couldn't understand whenever he came here; gradually, he learned that the little pink dumpling's name was Bao'er; gradually, he would also call the child "Bao'er"; gradually, he would say "Bao'er is so good"; gradually, he would add "Come on, let Daddy have another kiss" after "Bao'er is so good"...

Much, much later, he realized that many "gradually" added together would become attention, would become care...

Chapter 086 Love to the Point of Heartache (The End)

Yuan Qing strode in, called out "Master" in a light and urgent voice, and moved his lips a few times near Yu Mu's ear, who was playing with her daughter.

The smile on Yu Mu's face faded slightly. He stood up, picked up his daughter with one hand, took my hand with the other, and said to Yuan Qing, "Hold the Second Young Master well, and tell Mo Fei and the others to go to the beach." Then, he walked quickly outside. His strides were long, and I, holding his hand, could only keep up by jogging.

"What happened? Where are we going by boat?" Since I arrived on this island, I haven't left. What's wrong with him today? Yuan Qing only said one sentence in his ear, and he's already planning to leave?

Yu Mu tightened his grip on my hand, a hint of unease flashing in his compassionate, clear eyes.

I was startled. Yu Mu was always a calm and composed person. What could have made him so uneasy?

"We can't stay on this island anymore. We have to leave quickly."

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The boat docked, and Yu Mu led me ashore. I saw a large flock of seabirds perched on the boulders flapping their wings and suddenly taking flight. I was startled and quickly turned to look. I saw a dark mass of black-clad men emerging from behind the boulders by the sea. At a glance, there were several hundred of them.

A large group of monks in black robes surrounded us from both sides. Then, a man holding a plum blossom umbrella, wearing a red robe, and with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, stepped out from behind the monks. A slight smile played on his lips, and a hint of wickedness shone in his compassionate eyes. "Yu Mu, long time no see. Tsk tsk, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that you, who are always so cold and indifferent, would actually flee in such a panic with only a few people to avoid a love rival, putting yourself in danger. What's that saying again? Oh right, 'A beauty's den is a hero's grave.' But your taste is really bad, isn't it? Of all the women you could choose, why did you have to choose this one... um, this woman who likes to commit incest with her own father?" He finished speaking with a look of amusement.

Hearing this, I stiffened. Although Yu Mu's expression didn't change, the large hand holding my small hand suddenly tightened.

"How boring. I thought you'd immediately shake off her hand. Incestuous women are so filthy."

"You told him about me." It wasn't a question, but a statement.

"I was the one who brought them together. How could I bear to watch them break up because of your intervention?" With that, Feng Yu lazily half-closed his eyes, raised his hand, and hundreds of black-clad men, swords raised, rushed towards us…

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We only had twenty-odd people; how could we possibly be a match for hundreds? Even ants can kill an elephant if there are enough of them. Regardless of the quality of martial arts, numbers are always an advantage. In terms of numbers, we would definitely lose.

At this moment, Yu Mu naturally couldn't hold his daughter in one arm and my hand in the other. He called out to Mo Fei and glanced at his daughter in his arms. Mo Fei understood and stepped forward to take his daughter.

"No, no, waah... Daddy, Daddy, I want Daddy to hold me~~" The hundreds of menacing-looking men in black robes terrified the daughter. When children are scared, they rely most on their parents. When Yu Mu handed her over to Mo Fei to hold, she naturally refused.

"Baby, be good. Daddy will hold you later." After gently kissing her daughter's forehead, Yu Mu held my hand even tighter, drew the whip from her waist, and walked towards the outer perimeter of the men in black robes under the protection of the others.

“Daddy, Mommy, Daddy, Mommy… Waaah… Daddy, Daddy… Waaah, Bao’er wants Daddy to hold her! Daddy, hold her, Daddy, Bao’er wants Daddy to hold her, waaah, waaah…” The scene of them facing each other terrified my daughter. She was in Mo Fei’s arms, clenching her little fists towards us, her forehead bulging with tears. My heart ached for her, and I said to Yu Mu, “You hold Bao’er, I can take care of myself.” After saying that, I struggled to pull my hand out of his large grasp.

Yu Mu turned his head and squinted, “Don’t move, I don’t want to let go of your hand.”

At that moment, I froze, my mind blank, not knowing what to think. In such a dangerous situation, Yu Mu’s choice was not to hold my daughter but to hold my hand…

They say that a person’s reaction in danger is the truest reaction of their heart. Could it be that Yu Mu…

Some things are hidden in the little things of everyday life; if you don't observe carefully, you won't discover anything...

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When nearly half of the enemy's troops were dead or wounded, Yu Mu's reinforcements on land arrived. Feng Wei, originally a hunter, was ultimately hunted by Yu Mu.

Feng Wei's defeat at Yu Mu's hands was hardly surprising. First, Yu Mu talked too much nonsense; instead of quickly eliminating Yu Mu when he was "alone," he spent the first two minutes rambling on. Second, he was too arrogant. Initially, he not only refused to fight himself, but also didn't send his dozen or so highly skilled fighters to participate. Just like before, he captured the enemy's prime minister but didn't kill him; instead, he captured his daughter, his ultimate goal being to force them into incestuous relationships.

"When you escaped Ghost Valley, I let you go; when you plotted to destroy Ghost Valley with the army of Yangyu Kingdom, I let you go; but this time... you crossed my line."

Feng Yu, pinned to the ground by two men, looked up and glared fiercely at Yu Mu. "Pah! You hypocrite!"

Yu Mu closed his eyes, raised his right hand slightly, and Mo Fei drew his sword, stepped forward, raised the sword high, and then quickly stabbed it into his heart...

As he died, Feng Yu laughed, a laugh filled with utter desolation. "Why? Why did Master choose you to stay? Why! I was better than you in every way, better in appearance, faster at learning... Clearly, clearly the one who should have been destroyed was you, why in the end did Master choose me to destroy... Why... ugh..." Before he could finish speaking, his body began to convulse, and he soon breathed his last.

I looked away. I hated this man to death, I wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh. If it weren't for his mischief, my life would have been peaceful. I wouldn't have been separated from Chang Kongyu, I wouldn't have had any relationship with my father other than father and daughter, and I certainly wouldn't have entered that palace that imprisoned countless women's youth. But, for some reason, seeing him dead, I felt not joy but sadness.

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Sitting in the carriage, Yu Mu and I tacitly stopped mentioning why we had rushed from the island to this place, because I already knew the reason from Feng Yu, and there was no need to bring it up again. However, Yu Mu's words before Feng Yu's death left me deeply puzzled. Yu Mu meant that he had never pursued Feng Yu, but didn't Yu Mu have chased Feng Yu for thousands of miles? He even threw Feng Yu into the fire, trying to burn him alive… No, wait, something doesn't seem right. I've known Yu Mu for so many years; I understand his character. He's not the kind of person who would do such a thing. Like today, if he wanted to kill Feng Yu, he would have had Mo Fei stab him in the heart instead of burning him alive or cutting off his limbs to let him die slowly. …But I saw it clearly then; that person was definitely Yu Mu.

Completely baffled, I voiced my doubts.

Inside the carriage, Yu Mu gently stroked my face and said, “That person wasn't me. He was just someone disguised as me.” She paused, then added, “If Feng Yu were so easily captured, he wouldn't be alive today.”

“Is there really such a sophisticated disguise technique in this world?” I was somewhat incredulous, but then I thought that if even a miraculous drug like a fake death potion existed in this world, what about other things?

"Disguising oneself as someone else isn't difficult, but this disguise technique has significant flaws. From afar, it looks very convincing, but up close, the flaws are easily detected."

"So, it was just a show he orchestrated himself. But why would he do that?"

Yu Mu chuckled. "It must be related to the Yangyu Kingdom sending troops to attack Guiyue Valley." He thought for a moment and added, "I remember a strange poisoning incident occurred in the Yangyu Kingdom's capital before they attacked Guiyue Valley."

"You didn't release that poison?"

Yu Mu shook his head. "No, I never do things that don't bring me profit."

"Didn't you ever think about dominating the world?" At that time, the ambiguous conversation between the fake Yu Mu and Feng Yu made me think Yu Mu was an ambitious person, which is why Han Yi saved Feng Yu. Was I used by Feng Yu? Did Yu Mu never intend to dominate the world?

Yu Mu looked out the car window and chuckled, "Conquering the world ultimately means building a magnificent palace and locking yourself away. What's so great about that? I'm much better off living a carefree life now."

I was stunned. Yes, conquering the world ultimately means becoming an emperor, right? What's so great about being an emperor? Although they are the most honored people in the world, what do they have besides a harem of women?

Then I thought back to that time when I inexplicably took aphrodisiacs and had a second relationship with my father. Now I realized that it must have been Feng Yu's doing.

I clenched my fists, filled with anger and hatred. If I hadn't had that second relationship with my father, we might still be a normal father and daughter, but... there are no maybes...

This man truly deserved to die! It's laughable that I was just feeling sad about his death.

"What's wrong? You look so pale." Yu Mu leaned forward and touched my forehead to check my temperature.

I looked up at him and asked again, "Since you've never had any ambition to dominate, why do you cultivate so many women? What are you using them for?"

Yu Mu paused, brushed aside my bangs, and gently stroked the scar on my forehead with his fingertips, saying, "You deliberately got this scar back then, didn't you?" He paused, then added, "Keeping a large group of people costs a lot of money. I have to make money through trade... Those women are meant to be given to high-ranking officials as wives and concubines. After all... a beauty's lair is a hero's grave. Women are sometimes much more useful than money."

Not long ago, Feng Yu had used "a beauty's lair is a hero's grave" to describe Yu Mu, and now hearing Yu Mu use it to describe someone else, it sounded very strange to me. After thinking about it, my face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Yu Mu...

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The customs and culture of this land are completely different from those of Yangyu Kingdom. Yu Mu told me that this is Bai Nian Kingdom.

Yu Mu, known for her resourcefulness, also has a large courtyard here, almost identical in layout to hers in Yangyu Kingdom.

Except for the change in maids and servants, life here is nearly the same as on the island. Only her daughter has developed a new hobby: constantly pestering Yu Mu and me to take her shopping. Perhaps it's the crowds and excitement outside, or perhaps it's the abundance of trinkets she likes…

Whatever her reason for liking shopping, Yu Mu and I, because of her, often go to the streets every few days. However, I don't enjoy shopping, because the bustling streets remind me of my father, of the times he held my hand as we walked down the street.

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My heart was at peace; I thought this peace would continue, but it was shattered one day while shopping with my daughter…

Someone said that the former Prime Minister of Yangyu Kingdom, Baili Qing, died laughing at sea, and his body was never found…

Father is dead? My heart skipped a beat, everything went black, and I knew nothing more…

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In a state between sleep and wakefulness, I kept having dreams, all of them related to my father. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't remember most of the dreams, but I clearly remembered the inscription on "The Peony Pavilion" that I had read in my past life—

"Among all the women in the world who possess true love, is there anyone like Du Liniang? She fell ill upon dreaming of him, and the illness worsened until she painted his likeness and sent it to the world before dying. Three years after her death, she was able to find him again in the netherworld and be reborn. Only someone like Liniang can be called a woman of true love. Love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment; the living can die for it, and the dead can live for it. Those who cannot die for love while alive, or cannot be reborn after death, have not experienced the true depth of love. Why must love in dreams be unreal? Are there few people in the world who dream? Those who insist on marriage through physical intimacy, waiting until retirement for intimacy, are merely concerned with appearances." "

Love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment; the living can die for it, and the dead can live for it." I murmured, tears blurring my vision. In my past life, I knew not the taste of love, only admiring the beauty of these words; in this life, knowing the taste of love, my heart aches so much I can hardly breathe.

"What?" Yu Mu, who had been watching over me by the bedside, went to the table and poured a glass of water. His hearing was excellent; even from a distance, even though I was speaking in a hoarse voice, he could still vaguely make out the gist of it.

"Here, have some water." He sat on the edge of the bed and helped me sit up.

I glanced at him, took a few sips, and said, "Why aren't you resting so late? You could have had the maid take care of me."

Yu Mu got up, put the teacup back on the round table, and sat back on the edge of the bed, saying, "I can't sleep." He paused, then asked, "What did you just say?"

I shook my head and said, "Nothing, just some words I'd seen before." After a long silence, I spoke again, "How long have I been unconscious?" I remembered hearing "Father" on the street and immediately fainting. But looking at his sleepless face and the stubble on his face, I guessed I must have been unconscious for quite a while.

Yu Mu replied, "It's been three days." Then, without asking why I fainted, he took off his coat, blew out the candle, pulled back the covers, and held me close as we gradually fell asleep…

Having just woken from my coma, I couldn't fall back asleep. I stared blankly at the dark ceiling, thinking, even though I couldn't see anything.

The first part of Yu Mu's statement about not being able to sleep must be that I fainted, which is why he "couldn't sleep." Otherwise, why wouldn't he be able to sleep? His sleep has

always been quite good. As for why he never asked why I fainted, he probably knew.

Yu Mu, why are you getting nicer to me? I don't like you being nice to me at all, really, not at all! The better you treat me, the more guilty I feel towards you…

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Snowflakes flutter and fall, I hold a hand warmer, walking alone on a deserted street, reminiscing about that Lantern Festival, and all the little things I did with my father…

“Shu’er.”

That year, my father held my hand, walking slowly through the bustling street. In the crowd, under the plum tree, my father not only broke off a branch of plum blossoms for me but also played the zither especially for me. I still remember the snowflakes falling lightly, and my father’s melodious zither music so captivating, so incredibly moving…

“Shu’er.”

Who is calling me? Why does the voice sound so familiar? I looked up blankly, and saw Father standing on the desolate street amidst the pure white snow. The cold wind billowed his sleeves and swayed his clothes, making him seem as if he were about to ride the wind and return home…

“…Father.” The hand warmer fell to the ground, but I didn’t care. I lifted my skirt and ran to Father, throwing myself into his warm embrace.

Was I dreaming again? I don’t know how many times I’ve embraced Father like this in my dreams…

But how could I feel Father’s body temperature in my dream?

I stared wide-eyed in disbelief and called softly, “Father?”

“Yes.” Father responded as always.

“Father?!”

“Yes, Father is here.” Father reached out his large hand and gently stroked my face.

“Father!! You’re not dead? You’re not dead!” Tears rolled down my cheeks like broken pearls. I jumped and shouted with joy, like a child.

“My silly child, my silly Shu’er, how could Father die when he was perfectly fine?” Father chuckled and pinched my cheek.

“But, but they, they all said you were already, already…” The words choked in my throat, and I no longer had the courage to say them.

Father smiled, his eyes clear and bright. “Shu’er, haven’t you heard of the cicada shedding its shell? The old Baili Qingxiao is dead, but the Baili Qingxiao of the future will be Shu’er’s Baili Qingxiao alone.”

“I… my own Baili Qingxiao alone.” No mother, no aunt, no other woman, just my own Baili Qingxiao…

“Why?” I stared at Father, bewildered, and asked.

"Because Father has finally understood his own heart... Shu'er, Shu'er... Father is bewitched by you. Even if the novelty wears off and the excitement fades, Father still thinks of you constantly, misses you constantly... Father never believed he could be so devoted, but Father has fallen for you, become infatuated, and is hopelessly infatuated. Shu'er, please forgive Father this last time. Father will never hurt you again."

"But Father..." My eyes were filled with tears, and I didn't know how to tell Father.

When I heard that my father had died, I realized how much I loved him—to the point of heartbreak. I kept telling myself that perhaps being taken away by Yu Mu was a good ending, but that was just me deceiving myself, trying to forget that unpredictable father, who was sometimes kind and sometimes unkind to me, and trying to convince myself that I had to live a good life with Yu Mu for the sake of my children…

Finally, I couldn't hold back my tears and cried out, a heart-wrenching, gut-wrenching cry. As I sobbed, I kept raising my hands and pounding them hard on my father's chest. "But Father, you realized it too late, too late… Waaah… I… I already…" "I already have someone else's daughter and son, Father! If your love hadn't been so fickle, I wouldn't have had children, I wouldn't have had any of anyone's children, sob sob..."

Father, I love you, I love you, I love you so much, I love you so much that without you my whole heart would die. But now I also love my two children, I love them so much that I don't want them to lose their biological father, because their father has been so good to me and to the children. Father, Father, tell me, what should I do now? What should I do?

(The End)

Chapter 87 Both Wanted [Double Ending]

Plot Extra (Yu Mu). Passionate Love.

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Everyone has a void in their heart, which is why people feel lonely, isolated, and empty. Most people spend their entire lives without finding someone or something to completely fill that void. Only a lucky few find it, and even fewer are truly fortunate enough to not only find it but also possess it…

When Yu Mu met Xiao Shu, Yu Mu still felt lonely, isolated, and empty. But as time went on, Yu Mu found that his lonely, isolated, and empty heart gradually filled with joy, liveliness, and fulfillment…

The transformation from “liking her” to “liking her very much” was like a wound healing. Apart from the occasional itch, there were no other feelings.

Only one day, when he accidentally touched the void in his heart, did he realize with surprise that it was now whole. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that what filled the void was her. From then on, she was his blood, she was his flesh, and she was etched into his heart, becoming a piece of flesh he could never remove. If he were to forcibly cut her away, he would not be able to live. A wound in the heart is no longer just a serious injury; it should be called a fatal one. Fatal, fatal; it means it will definitely kill you

.

"But Father, you realized it too late, too late! Waaah, I... I already have someone else's daughter and son! Father, I already have someone else's daughter and son! If your feelings hadn't been so fickle, I wouldn't have had children, I wouldn't have had children, I wouldn't have had anyone else's children, waaah..."

Hearing this, his heart ached. "If your feelings hadn't been so fickle, I wouldn't have had children, I wouldn't have had children, I wouldn't have had anyone else's children." It turned out she loved her father more than her children. She thought children were what she loved most, but in front of her father, children were merely substitutes when her father wasn't around. If even children were substitutes, then what did he mean to her?

Yu Mu was very clever, his cleverness completely different from Bai Li Qing's. He was a clever man who clearly knew what he wanted. From the moment he learned that Xiao Shu had become a part of his "heart," he had no intention of letting her slip through his fingers.

In the vast snow, Yu Mu, with his hands tucked into his white sleeves, slowly walked towards the two embracing figures.

Because he came out with Xiao Shu, they were going in the same direction. Xiao Shu had her back to Yu Mu, while Bai Liqing smiled directly at Yu Mu.

Bai Liqing coldly stared at Yu Mu, while Yu Mu gave him a faint smile, a smile that was light and ambiguous.

Two meters away from them, Yu Mu stopped and softly called out, "Xiao Shu."

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Xiao Shu turned around stiffly.

At this moment, Yu Mu didn't want Xiao Shu to see the expression in his eyes, so he quickly lowered his gaze. His eyelashes, covered in snowflakes, looked incredibly heavy and fragile. "Child… I must miss you. Let's go home."

…

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Yu Mu took her hand and slowly entered his study.

The warmer temperature inside than outside slowly sharpened her somewhat sluggish mind, but when she looked up at Yu Mu, who was already sitting in a chair, her sharp mind began to sluggish again.

Her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a word.

Time passed, second by second. He sat, she stood, neither of them speaking.

...

"Will you leave with him?" Finally, Yu Mu spoke first.

"Leave?" Xiao Shu stared blankly at Yu Mu, lost in thought...

Distant memories of her past life flooded her mind. Many people were gathered around a car, whispering amongst themselves. Beneath the car was a large pool of blood. A man was holding a motionless child, crying incessantly. She was young then, led by her mother, standing nearby watching. Children's understanding is limited; there were things adults said that they couldn't comprehend. They only understood things like the child's mother had run away with someone, and the child, searching for her, had run into the road and been hit by a car. Although she was young then, she could still hear the pity for the child and the contempt for the woman in people's voices.

Perhaps the shock of her child being hit and killed by a car was too great for her young heart at the time. The concept of being a responsible person was instilled in her mind from a very young age. Unless she loses her memories of her past life, this concept will remain in her mind forever and cannot be eradicated...

Wanting to be with the person you love is not wrong, but living in this world requires a sense of responsibility. You can't abandon your husband and children, disregarding everything, and run away with someone just to be with someone you love. That's wrong, very wrong.

She has never liked stories written by so-called talented writers about rich young ladies eloping with poor scholars. She simply cannot like such couples. Leaving aside whether their lives after eloping would be good, is it right for a young lady, as a daughter, to abandon her parents who have raised her with such hardship for a man she has only recently met?

In her heart, although her father was very important, she would never truly betray everyone for him. Just like when she was incredibly reluctant to leave him, but when her mother asked her to leave, she chose to go without hesitation. Even so, the guilt of betraying her mother remained deeply ingrained in her heart. Even during the happiest times with her father, she couldn't shake off the guilt deep within her…

Xiao Shu took a deep breath and answered earnestly, “You… don't worry, I… I won't.” In the past few years, Yu Mu hadn't had any other women, and he had been very good to her and their child. If she ran away with her father with the child, she would inevitably feel guilty towards him. She had already betrayed her mother for her father; she would never betray anyone who was good to her for her father again, because the deep guilt of betrayal would crush her.

“But…” Xiao Shu began to stammer.

But what? Yu Mu almost blurted it out, but his reason stopped him in the end. He just stared at Xiao Shu without saying a word.

After taking several deep breaths, Xiao Shu finally said, "But, can I... can I not leave my father while staying with you?" Actually, what Xiao Shu originally wanted to say was: Can I have you and my father at the same time? But when the words were about to come out, she realized that it was inappropriate, so she changed her words at the last minute...

"You..." Yu Mu stared at her deeply, "I don't quite understand what you mean." Actually, Yu Mu understood, he just couldn't believe it. No woman had ever dared, no woman could open her clear and innocent eyes and make such a request to a man. How could she dare, how could she dare to be so pure…

“I, Yu Mu, I, I…” Xiao Shu hesitated for a long time, twisting the handkerchief in her hand until it almost broke before she mustered up the courage to say again, “Yu Mu, I, I want you, and, and my father too, is that okay?”

Yu Mu lowered her eyes and murmured incoherently, “You want both me and him?”

A long time passed, and just when Xiao Shu was so ashamed she almost died, Yu Mu suddenly spoke, “Okay, but I also have a request.”

“Wh-what?!” Xiao Shu raised her head in disbelief, her eyes wide, “You, you agree?”

“Yes.” Yu Mu nodded.

"Then... what is your request?"

Yu Mu sat up straight in the chair, one hand on the armrest, the other gently beckoning to Xiao Shu. "Come here."

Xiao Shu swallowed hard, slowly walking over. As she approached, Yu Mu reached out and placed her palm on Xiao Shu's chest, her voice low, soft, and slightly hoarse, "I want to enter this part of you too." People expect something in return for what they give; there are very few people in this world who give without expecting anything in return, and Yu Mu didn't consider herself that kind of person.

"Enter... enter my heart?" Xiao Shu was stunned, tilting her head, looking at Yu Mu with a troubled expression. "Um, Yu Mu, although my heart is mine, it's like the blood in my body; I can't control its flow. If, if the heart could really be controlled by one's will, I would definitely, definitely put you into my heart immediately..."

"Xiao Shu." Yu Mu looked at Xiao Shu quietly, as if bewitched, softly murmuring her name. "You're always like this...like this..." Yu Mu's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't finish his sentence. He simply moved his hand upwards, pressing it deeply against her face, lingering and caressing it. In the end, all his unspoken words turned into a soft sigh, "You, really, have caused me so much trouble." Yu Mu was intelligent and perceptive. He knew that Xiao Shu's words were sincere, but it was precisely because they were sincere that they tormented him, made him unbearably itchy, made his heart pound uncontrollably, made him hate her to death, and made him love her to death. He wanted to strangle her, yet he also wanted to hold her tightly, burying his swollen desire deep, deep inside her body, thrusting and thrusting rapidly until the very end of pleasure...

Yu Mu's gloomy demeanor made Xiao Shu very uncomfortable. She took a step back to avoid his large hand and said, "I... I need to see the child." She then turned and ran, as if a ghost were chasing her.

"Xiao Shu," Yu Mu called out, "Don't be too nice to your father."

"...?" Xiao Shu stopped and turned around at the intersection of light and shadow in the room, her wet eyes staring at Yu Mu with a puzzled look. Yu Mu's heart tightened; this sight of Xiao Shu gave him a disorienting feeling that she was about to disappear before his eyes.

"Why?" Xiao Shu asked when she saw that Yu Mu was only staring at her without any intention of continuing.

Yu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, concealing the barely suppressed unease within them. She slowly said, "You must understand that your father, a nobleman from a prominent family, has a flawed nature. His life has been too smooth; he's always had everything he could ever want. He may genuinely like you, but you must understand that most people have a flaw: things that are too easily obtained, no matter how precious, will gradually lose their value without you realizing it… This is true for ordinary people, let alone your father who has always been able to obtain anything so easily?" Yu Mu naturally understood Baili Qingxiao's feelings for Xiao Shu. Baili Qingxiao was a man who valued power immensely; if he didn't love Xiao Shu deeply, how could he have let go of those things? However, this situation was disadvantageous to him, so he had to orchestrate this scheme based on her uncertainty about whether she truly loved Baili Qingxiao…

Xiao Shu was somewhat stunned. "Is that so?" Her father's feelings were often fickle; was it really because they were so easily obtained? She understood some of these principles. In her past life, she often heard her girlfriends say that men could be liked but not spoiled; if you spoiled him too much, he would become indifferent to you. It's like how a rich person owning dozens of houses doesn't feel happy, while a poor person would be overjoyed and pray to Buddha just for owning one house.

Seeing Xiao Shu's expression, Yu Mu knew his words had worked, so he stopped talking and stood up, saying, "Let's go see the children together."

Chapter 088 Morbid Obsession (Caution)

Plot Extra (Bai Li Qing Xiao). Possessiveness.

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Bai Li Qing Xiao is an emotionally insensitive person. At the beginning of love, he didn't know it was love, and when love was about to be gone, he still didn't know it was love.

It's like sometimes, when a person's body is cut, they don't feel the pain immediately, but only feel it after a while. This is a kind of nerve insensitivity that even the person cannot control. When

the body is injured, it's not that there is no pain, it's just that the feeling of pain hasn't had time to reach the brain.

However, Baili Qing's slow smile was far more pronounced than this...

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Xiao Shu had assumed her father would agree to her suggestion like Yu Mu had, but unexpectedly, he not only disagreed but also knocked her unconscious and took her far away from the children and Yu Mu...

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"You can only be mine, understand?" This was the first time Xiao Shu had seen her father look at her with such a fierce and menacing gaze. Even when her father was at his fiercest, he had never shown her such a look.

Her mother had once said she didn't understand her father; it turned out, it was true...

No matter how hard she tried to understand her father, she could never truly understand him...

Just what kind of person was her father?

...

Bai

Liqing slammed Xiao Shu against the wall, and before she could struggle, he leaned down and kissed her passionately, violently tearing their clothes apart...

Xiao Shu closed her eyes, desperately gripping her father's shoulders, her whole body trembling. Then, a burning hot head thrust inside her, without any pause, a violent friction ensued. Xiao Shu gasped for breath, her lips parted, tears streaming down her face, almost fainting.

...

Bai Liqing's lower body thrust forward relentlessly, forcing Xiao Shu's body backward, her smooth buttocks slapping against the cold wall with muffled thuds. He continued, "If you dare to run away again, I'll rape you to death!"

"Father, I miss my child, I miss my child. Father, Father, please let me go back, okay?"

Baili Qing laughed heavily, leaning on Xiao Shu's shoulder. "Shu'er, Shu'er, Father's Shu'er. You still don't understand what kind of person your father really is? Hehe, it's all Father's fault for always holding back in front of you. Actually, the Father you knew before was only the part Father was willing to show you. The real Father… mmm! mmm! mmm! Shu'er's grip on Father feels so good…! mmm~! The real Father isn't as gentle and harmless as you imagine. The real Father is someone who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. So, if you don't want me to kill your children, then stop thinking about them."

"Father, you bastard! Bastard!" She knew her father was never a good man, but she had no idea he was this bad.

"Shu'er, Shu'er, do you know how much your father loves you? For the past three years without you, I've been thinking of you constantly. Once I find you, I'll keep you by my side, never letting you leave my side. When I'm old and dying, I'll rape you to death, then eat you, and then die myself. That way, we'll be together forever, never to be separated."

...

After their lovemaking, Baili Qingxiao carried Xiao Shu to the bed and covered her with the blanket, saying gently, "I must have scared you just now."

"Father..."

Before Xiao Shu could speak, Baili Qingxiao interrupted her with a laugh, "But that's really what I think. When I'm dying, I'll kill you first and then eat you..." He paused, then added, "Shu'er must think Father is very abnormal, right?"

Her father's eyes were serious, and Xiao Shu knew he was telling the truth. Tears streamed down her face. She felt her father had some kind of mental problem, a twisted mind.

Although

Xiao Shu thought this way, she wasn't afraid. Dying with her father wasn't something she found hard to accept. But…

“Father, can you eat me after I'm burned to ashes?” Xiao Shu felt that if her father ate her ashes, she could barely accept it.

Bai Li Qingxiao was stunned. “Shu’er…”

Xiao Shu reached out and cupped Bai Li Qingxiao's face, chuckling softly, and said sweetly, “Father, I’m willing, I’m willing to be eaten by you. Father, I never knew I could like someone so much, so much that I don’t even have the courage to be angry with you. I know that if I’m mean to you, maybe you’ll cherish me more. I know I shouldn’t cling to you like a boneless jerk the moment I see you, but I just can’t control my actions, I can’t control my heart. Loving you has become my instinct.” After saying this, she hooked her arms around Bai Li Qingxiao’s neck and kissed his lips deeply. Then she seemed to think of… "What did you say?" she asked sadly. "The book says that those who commit incest never have a good ending; they'll go to the eighteen levels of hell after death. Father, Father, if it's really as the book says, that incest between father and daughter leads to the eighteen levels of hell after death, I'm willing to bear your share too... As long as Father is well, I'm well."

Baili Qingxiao trembled all over. His heart was being torn apart by an invisible hand. He hugged Xiao Shu, who was wrapped in a blanket, tightly, repeating in his heart, "Shu'er, Shu'er, Father's silly Shu'er." If incest between father and daughter really leads to the eighteen levels of hell after death, Father will bear your share too. As long as Shu'er is well, Father is well...

"But, Father, while loving you, I don't want to leave my children, and I don't want to betray Yu Mu. Father, please let me go back, okay?" Xiao Shu was never one to readily express love and affection; all those words she had spoken before were merely "foreplay" for this.

Bai Liqing's heart softened at Xiao Shu's earlier words, and the word "no" stuck in his throat, unable to be swallowed or uttered.

"Why? Chang Kongyu and Xiahou Xiao, they're both very good to you too. Why can you abandon them but not Yu Mu? You...you've fallen for him? Shu'er, Shu'er, Father begs you, please, don't...don't like anyone else, okay, okay..."

"Father, it's different. Yu Mu is different from them. Chang Kongyu has a new wife. I...although I have feelings for Chang Kongyu, they're not deep enough for me to share him with another woman. I know Xiahou Xiao is good to me, but I can't even stand Chang Kongyu having just one woman, let alone so many. Besides, I've only ever felt gratitude, not love, for him. Yu Mu...Yu Mu and I already have two children. He...he doesn't have any other women, only me. He's good to me, and good to the children. So, I can't betray him, I can't."

...

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Baili Qingxiao's entire hand slipped inside Xiaoshu's clothes, his rough fingertips caressing her collarbone. He closed his eyes slightly, his breathing becoming unsteady. He grabbed inside her clothes and violently pulled them down, revealing a breast hidden beneath.

Baili Qingxiao swallowed hard, his heart pounding. His lips moved rapidly and roughly from Xiaoshu's pink lips to her cherry-red nipple, sucking it fiercely.

No, no, his heart was pounding uncontrollably. His eyes were bloodshot. He propped himself up on his arms, half-turned to the side, and roughly flung the hem of his robe aside, revealing his underpants. He quickly pulled them down, revealing a tuft of dark hair and a large, dormant member between his legs.

The desire in his heart was about to burst out of his chest, his body trembling instinctively. He thought, he desperately wanted to crush the person before him and absorb her into his very bones.

Baili Qingxiao pressed his desire against Xiao Shu's lips, saying urgently, "Shu'er, be good, help Daddy suck it."

"Daddy..." Her clean-loving father had been holding her tightly for over a month without bathing, and a faint body odor wafted from his desire into her nose.

It smelled so pungent, but it was her father, so how could she take it...?

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Baili Qingxiao's desire throbbed gently in Xiao Shu's small, white hands.

Looking at the enormous head, Xiao Shu involuntarily swallowed.

She treated it like a small animal, gently stroking it until she felt it slowly grow larger and harder in her palm. Then, slowly, slowly, she placed it to her lips, her small mouth slightly open, gently kissing the tip, and then sucking on it gently, like drinking cola through a straw.

"Ugh!" Baili Qingxiao's body trembled violently. He pulled his pants down a few more times until they were wide enough to accommodate Xiaoshu's head, then he reached out and cupped Xiaoshu's face between his thighs, which were not covered by his pants. Then, he squeezed her tightly, very tightly.

Xiaoshu's soft lips pressed against his erection, and she cried out softly in pain, "Daddy, Daddy, you're hurting me."

"I'm sorry, Shu'er, Daddy got too excited. Shu'er, come on, take Daddy's mouth..." Baili Qingxiao reached out and grasped his own erection, pressing it against Xiaoshu's pink lips.

Xiao Shu responded with a soft "Mmm," then pulled her head away from her father's crotch and desire, kneeling between his legs. She gently stroked his penis a couple of times before opening her mouth and taking in the enormous penis. She then sucked, licked, and swallowed it repeatedly... Both of them were breathing heavily. Baili Qing's smile trembled slightly in Xiao Shu's mouth; no, even his legs, which were gently clamped around Xiao Shu's body

, trembled slightly... After they finished, Xiao Shu tried to pull his pants up. Baili Qingxiao quickly grabbed Xiaoshu's hand, smiling as he said, "No. It's not completely soft yet, it's more comfortable to leave it outside." Xiaoshu exhaled a puff of white mist, saying helplessly, "Daddy, it's so cold, you shouldn't be so willful." After a pause, she added, "Daddy, we haven't taken a bath in a month." Baili Qingxiao blushed, moved his lips, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Daddy forgot." It turned out that when one is extremely preoccupied with something, even something as ordinary as taking a bath can be forgotten. Xiao Shu glanced cautiously at her father, then whispered, "Father, when...when are we going back? I...I miss the baby." Baili Qingxiao's smiling face suddenly turned cold. "Are you so eager to go back to Yu Mu's side?" Xiao Shu quickly waved her hands, saying, "Father, please, please don't be angry. I...I really just miss the baby." Baili Qingxiao pulled Xiao Shu into his arms, and after a long while, said, "Shu'er, you promised me you would only ever love Father." Xiao Shu nodded obediently in his arms. "Yes, Shu'er will always only love Father." ... "Shu'er." Baili Qingxiao gently stroked Xiao Shu's cheek. "Hmm?" Xiao Shu lowered her eyes, playing with Baili Qingxiao's hair as she responded. "Stay with Father alone for another month, and after a month, Father will take you...back to see the baby." Hearing this, Xiao Shu's eyes brightened. "Yes, thank you, Father."

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