Mother and child traveling through time

A luxurious bridal car sped

along the highway leading to the sea, soft sobs emanating from within. Inside sat a woman in a wedding dress, her face visible through the window. Her features were

distressed, her eyes brimming with tears, yet her stunning beauty remained undiminished—a face that could make any man fall at her feet, but now it evoked a sense of heartbreak.

"Mom:

By the time you read this letter, Feng'er may no longer be in this world. Mom, you don't need to be sad for Feng'er, because Feng'er would feel guilty in the afterlife.

Since Dad died in the car accident, Mom, you've had a very hard life. For Feng'er's sake, you haven't remarried. Now Feng'er is older and more sensible. Mom has also met someone she likes.

Mom, the other day you told me you wanted to marry him and asked if it was okay. Feng'er said Feng'er would bless your mom, and as long as mom feels happy, Feng'er will feel happy too. But Mom, Feng'er lied. Feng'er can't bear to see mom with another man. Yesterday, when Feng'er saw him hugging mom, Feng'er felt like a fire was burning in her heart, it hurt so much. At that moment, Feng'er knew she couldn't lose mom, Feng'er wasn't that strong, losing mom..." "Feng'er will die, really.

But I know Mom loves him so much, and Feng'er can't make Mom unhappy for my own sake. As long as Mom is happy, that's enough for Feng'er. Today is Mom's wedding day, and I'm sorry, Mom, Feng'er can't be there because I'm afraid I won't be able to stop Mom and him from having a wedding.

Farewell, Mom. Please forgive Feng'er's unfilial behavior. Feng'er really can't bear to see Mom with another man because Feng'er also deeply loves Mom. Now that Mom has a new lover, Feng'er is at ease. Feng'er will bless Mom from the afterlife. Feng'er will leave at the place where we first watched the sunrise together.

Mom, I love you, I love you!

Farewell. Please forgive this unfilial son. Mom, see you in the next life."

Wen Xinyue looked at the letter her son left her, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Feng'er, you absolutely can't have anything happen to you. What will Mom do if you die? Mom can't live without you."

Wen Xinyue clutched the letter her son gave her tightly in her hand, whispering to herself.

"Driver, could you please hurry? I have an urgent matter to attend to, please!" Wen Xinyue pleaded anxiously with the driver.

"Okay, then, Miss, please hold on tight, I'm going to speed up now." The driver knew it wasn't a highway, but he still agreed to her request.

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"Mom, farewell, see you in the next life." On the cliff by the sea, stood a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding something that looked like ancient jade in his hand, tears streaming down his face as he stepped over the edge of the cliff.

"No! Feng'er!" Wen Xinyue rushed towards her son, who had stepped over the edge of the cliff, her face filled with shock. She cried out in sorrow, lunged at her son who had just stepped off the cliff, and grabbed his hand.

"Mom, let go, or you'll fall too. Mom, you still have him waiting for you! Let go!" The boy, Feng'er, pleaded gently with his mother, trying to get her to let go of his hand.

"No, Feng'er, Mommy isn't married yet. Mommy won't get married, don't leave Mommy, Mommy begs you. If you die, how will Mommy live alone?" Wenxin Yue tightly gripped her son Feng'er's hand.

"Mommy, really? Mommy isn't married yet, really?" Young Feng'er looked up at his mother Wenxin Yue in disbelief, one hand already tightly holding his mother's hand.

"Really, Mommy really isn't married yet. Because Mommy didn't see you at the wedding, and no one answered the phone, so Mommy came home to see you. But then Mommy saw the letter you wrote to Mommy, so Mommy rushed here, that's why I'm not married yet. Mommy wouldn't lie to Feng'er. Come up first, Mommy will tell you after you come up." Mother Wenxin Yue answered her son Feng'er while pulling him up with all her might.

"Ah, Feng'er, you scared Mommy to death, I'm so glad you're okay." Mother Wenxin Yue pulled her son Feng'er up and hugged him anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, it's all Feng'er's fault. Feng'er will definitely listen to Mommy from now on and won't make Mommy worry anymore." Feng'er nestled in his mother Wenxin Yue's arms and said.

Suddenly, the sound of a cliff breaking behind them came from behind. With a scream, mother Wenxin Yue and her son Feng'er plummeted off the cliff simultaneously. The object in Feng'er's hand, which looked like ancient jade, emitted a bright light as they fell, and then both mother and son vanished.

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"Feng'er, wake up! Don't scare your mother! Feng'er!" A woman's mournful cry echoed from a thatched hut on the distant shore. This woman was Wenxin Yue, who had disappeared with her son in the fall. The Feng'er she was calling for was her son, Yu Xingfeng, nicknamed Feng'er.

On a dilapidated bed in the hut lay Yu Xingfeng, his eyes closed and face pale. Kneeling on top of him was his mother, Wenxin Yue, tears streaming down her face, her hands clasped and pressed against his chest, performing first aid for drowning victims, repeatedly calling out her son's nickname, Feng'er.

With a soft "uh," Yu Xingfeng coughed up mouthfuls of seawater, then slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

"Feng'er, you're finally awake. Do you know how worried Mom was? Mom thought you'd never wake up again. You're awake, that's wonderful!" Wen Xinyue's eyes welled with tears of joy as she saw her son Yu Xingfeng awake. A pair of slender, white hands gently cupped Yu Xingfeng's face, kissing him repeatedly.

"Mom, where are we? Ah!" Yu Xingfeng asked weakly. He then felt his lower body being sat on by his mother's full buttocks, and felt his genitals slowly swell, causing him to gasp softly. His face flushed red.

"Feng'er, what's wrong? Is anything else bothering you? Tell Mom." Wen Xinyue asked anxiously.

"Uh, no, it's nothing. Mom, I'm fine, Mom, don't worry." Yu Xingfeng tried his best to control his slightly trembling voice, lest his mother discover the truth behind his gasp.

But this lie was quickly betrayed by his own genitals. His increasingly swollen lower body finally pressed against his mother's plump buttocks, revealing the truth behind her soft gasp.

"Feng'er, you actually..." Wen Xinyue suddenly tried to stand up from her son Yu Xingfeng's lower body, but because she had been kneeling on Yu Xingfeng for too long, the blood vessels in her legs were not yet flowing smoothly, so she sat back down on Yu Xingfeng's lower body.

"Ah!" As fate would have it, Wen Xinyue's lower body suddenly touched Yu Xingfeng's lower body, which had been lying horizontally but was now erect because of her standing up. The thin wedding dress also slipped into her buttocks, causing Yu Xingfeng, who had never experienced the relationship between men and women before, to ejaculate for the first time due to the intense friction.

Filled with intense shame, the mother and son were speechless for a moment. After a while, the mother and son recovered from the intense shame. They smiled at each other, everything understood without words.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Yu Xingfeng said to his mother apologetically, breaking the deadlock between mother and son.

"Feng'er, you mustn't do that again. Mom knows you didn't mean it, so Mom will forgive you this time. But you mustn't do it again!" Wen Xinyue said to her son, Yu Xingfeng, with a gentle smile.

"Okay, Mom," Yu Xingfeng replied.

"Good boy, that's my good boy. Come here and let Mom give you a kiss." Wenxin Yue said, kissing her son Yu Xingfeng on the cheek.

"Ah! Right, Mom, where are we now? I remember falling off a cliff with you, and then I only saw a bright light before I lost consciousness. Ah! Right, I remember the bright light was emitted by that jade-like stone I bought with you on our last trip. It must have been that light that saved us. Hmm, where's that stone? It's gone. Hmm, maybe it fell into the sea. Oh well. Mom, let's go home. I'm so hungry, I want to go home quickly and eat Mom's cooking." Yu Xingfeng rattled off a string of questions. Then he jumped off the bed, grabbed his mother's hand, and ran outside.

Yu Xingfeng pulled his mother Wenxin Yue's hand and ran out of the small thatched hut by the sea. Stepping out of the thatched hut, they saw an endless sea to the east and a dense forest to the west. A winding path led through the forest, seemingly a main road. Yu Xingfeng, holding his mother Wen Xinyue's hand, ran quickly towards the path. They hadn't gone far when they heard the panting and moaning of a man and woman coming from the bushes beside the path.

"Bao'er, you're making me so happy, my juices are almost dried up!" a woman calling out from the bushes called out, her voice incredibly seductive.

"Mother, today Bao'er will risk his life to please you, I'll make you beg for mercy!" a young boy calling out from the bushes replied, clearly young.

Then came the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

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Upon hearing this seductive voice, Yu Xingfeng immediately conjured up the image of the mother and son making love in the bushes.

Because of this mental image, he slowed his pace considerably while pulling his mother along. Unconsciously, the faces of the unmasked mother and son in the bushes slowly transformed into his own and his mother's faces. His lower body involuntarily became engorged, forming a small bulge. His face flushed red from fantasizing about his and his mother's intimate moment, his breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wen Xinyue, seeing her son Feng'er slow down, turned her head and noticed his rapid breathing and sweat on his forehead. She assumed he was tired and hadn't suspected that he had slowed down because he had overheard the mother and son making love in the bushes. She stopped and said softly with concern, "Feng'er, are you tired from running? Take a rest. Look at the sweat on your forehead, let Mom wipe it off for you." Wen Xinyue was completely unaware that her son, Feng'er, was currently thinking about doing something incredibly passionate with her.

"Yes, Feng'er is a little tired. It's probably because I haven't fully recovered from being in the sea, so I'm a little tired. Thank you for your concern, Mom," Yu Xingfeng lied to his mother, blushing.

Hearing his mother Wen Xinyue's caring words, Yu Xingfeng suddenly stopped, his mind clearing instantly, and his desires vanishing.

How could he treat his mother like this? His mother knew he loved her, but she only saw it as his affection for her, not as romantic love. How could he treat his mother like this? His mother was so kind and considerate. His mother cared for him so much, yet he had been toying with her in his mind, and a feeling of utter worthlessness rose within him.

Yu Xingfeng felt deeply ashamed at his mother's concern, but he still secretly vowed to make his kind mother fall in love with him in this life, to make her his bride, and to bring her happiness and joy for the rest of her life.

"Silly child, why are you being so polite to your mother? It's only right that I care about you! Come, sit down next to me." Wen Xinyue found a rocky spot by the path and patted the ground beside her, gesturing for Yu Xingfeng to sit next to her.

Yu Xingfeng sat down next to his mother, Wen Xinyue, and let her wipe his sweat with the sleeve of her wedding dress, as his mother's handkerchief had been lost while saving him. Perhaps he hadn't noticed before, or perhaps now that he was closer, he could smell a delicate fragrance emanating from his mother, a scent that was exceptionally pleasant.

"Mom, you smell so good! This fragrance is so comforting. What perfume are you wearing, Mom?"

Yu Xingfeng leaned close to his mother, Wen Xinyue, and inhaled deeply.

"Mommy didn't wear perfume, so why can't I smell it? Besides, Mommy never wears perfume, Feng'er, you know that," Wenxin Yue said blankly.

"No way, it's clearly the fragrance coming from Mommy! How could Mommy not smell it?" Yu Xingfeng looked at his mother with a questioning expression.

"Ah, Mommy knows. You must be so hungry that you think you smell something on Mommy," Wenxin Yue said with certainty.

"Maybe, then Mommy, let's get up and keep walking. The sun is about to set, we have to get to the main road before dark to ask for directions home, otherwise we'll be in trouble. We don't even know where we are now, sigh. Mommy, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for dragging you into this," Yu Xingfeng said apologetically, standing up before his mother could answer and pulling her up with him. They continued walking towards the end of the path.

Yu Xingfeng and his mother walked in silence for about an hour. It was getting dark, and the end of the path was finally in sight.

"Mom, we're almost out of the woods. Hurry, Mom!" The excitement of almost leaving the forest lifted Yu Xingfeng's spirits. He grabbed his mother's hand and quickened his pace.

"Phew, finally out... Ah, where is this?" The scene before him instantly shattered Yu Xingfeng's high spirits.

Following Yu Xingfeng's gaze, the path didn't lead to the main road he had expected, but to what appeared to be a small village, with a dozen or so houses scattered about, nestled against the mountainside. The houses in the village looked like they belonged to ancient times; the windows had no glass, only a layer of paper pasted over them. Through that paper, one could see blurry figures inside. This dashed the hopes of Yu Xingfeng and his mother, leaving them utterly disappointed.

"Feng'er, it's almost dark. I think we should ask the villagers for the night and borrow some food. We can also find out where we are so we can go home tomorrow. What do you say?" Wen Xinyue said calmly, despite the dashed hopes.

“Alright, Mom, I think that’s the only way,” Yu Xingfeng said, head bowed.

Entering the village, they saw that almost every house was dilapidated. Wen Xinyue and her son approached a door lit by candlelight and gently knocked.

“Is anyone home? I’m sorry, we’re just passing by. It’s getting dark, so could we please stay the night?” Wen Xinyue politely asked, still knocking.

“Who is it? Bao’er, go open the door. See who’s there.” A familiar female voice came from inside, as if she’d heard it somewhere before.

“Oh, Mom.” A young boy’s voice came from inside.

Bao’er…that’s the mother and son from the bushes. A thought flashed through Wen Xinyue’s mind—how did they get there before them? There must be a shortcut through the woods. Just then, she heard the door open. A boy who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old peeked out, dressed in clothes she’d seen in period dramas. Then he exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" Then came Bao'er's mother's voice from inside the door, "What's wrong, Bao'er? Who is it?"

"Mother, there are two strange people," Bao'er replied as she opened the door.

"Strange people? What kind of strange people? Let Mother see." A woman who looked to be in her thirties walked out of the house; she was quite pretty. Her clothes were the same as Bao'er's, like those worn by women in ancient costume dramas, giving one the feeling of having traveled back to ancient times.

"Back to ancient times? No way!" An unbelievable thought flashed through Yu Xingfeng's mind.

"Excuse me, ma'am, what dynasty is it now? What era is it? Please tell me quickly! Please!" Yu Xingfeng was eager to confirm the unbelievable thought in his mind.

"Oh, it's the second year of Yonghui (the era name of Emperor Gaozong of Tang, which is two years after Li Shimin's death). Emperor Gaozong is on the throne. Young man, why are you asking these questions? You must be from beyond the Great Wall, right? Your clothes are so strange. No wonder you don't even know what era it is now." Bao'er's mother replied.

"The second year of Yonghui, Emperor Gaozong is on the throne. Mom, this can't be real, can it? How is this possible? My mother and I have returned to the ancient Tang Dynasty. This is impossible." Yu Xingfeng muttered to himself, unable to accept the fact.

Chapter Two:

A Strange Encounter

(Part One)

"Forget it, Feng'er, don't think about it anymore. Since God brought us here, let's think about how to survive in this dynasty. After all, we can't change this fact." Wen Xinyue comforted Yu Xingfeng with concern.

“Mom, it’s not that Feng’er can’t accept this fact. But Feng’er has dragged you into this, so I’m really upset. Feng’er can’t forgive myself for hurting you.” Yu Xingfeng looked very sad.

“Silly child, Mom doesn’t blame you. No matter what happens, as long as you’re okay, Feng’er, Mom is happy. We’ve just gone back to ancient times, there’s nothing to worry about. Even if we can’t go back to the past, as long as my little Feng’er helps me marry a beautiful girl here, get married quickly, and have a bunch of little Feng’ers, Mom will be happy.” Wenxin Yue teased Yu Xingfeng.

“Feng’er doesn’t want that, Feng’er only wants Mom.” Yu Xingfeng blurted out, his face turning red instantly.

“You’re such a big boy, and you still only know how to cling to your old mother all day long, aren’t you ashamed?” Wenxin Yue pursed her lips and joked with Yu Xingfeng, instantly dispelling the sad atmosphere.

“No, Mom isn’t old at all. She’s as beautiful as Chang’e in the moon, you can ask this lady if you don’t believe me. See if Feng’er is lying.” Yu Xingfeng only now remembered that Bao’er and her son were beside him, and he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“Yes, this girl looks only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, not old at all, not like a woman with such a big son. What you said is absolutely right, she’s as beautiful as Chang’e in the moon.” Bao’er’s mother chimed in from the side.

“Mom, even this lady said you’re not old, and you’re very beautiful.” Yu Xingfeng could

n’t hide his pride. “Feng’er, aren’t you ashamed to say your mother is beautiful in front of others? This lady is just being polite, and you’re really happy about it. If we’re talking about beauty, this lady is the real beauty, Mom is far inferior to her.” Wen Xinyue smiled modestly, but in her heart, she was sweetly pleased by her son’s praise.

"Young lady, you're so good with words! I can't compare to you, right, young man?" Bao'er's mother, flattered by Wen Xinyue's praise, smiled at Yu Xingfeng.

"Uh, not at all. Auntie is very pretty too. If you don't believe me, you can ask your own son. I think your son thinks the same way." Yu Xingfeng changed the subject.

"Young man, you have such a sweet tongue! You've made me so happy. I can't help but believe you. Oh dear, I've been chatting with you two so much that I haven't even asked where you two came from or how you got here. Judging from your clothes, you don't seem to be locals. Are you from beyond the Great Wall?" Bao'er's mother came to her senses and asked Wen Xinyue and her son.

"Well, to be honest, my son and I are originally from the Central Plains. We moved to the borderlands with my son's father ten years ago. Not long ago, my son's father passed away. Before he died, he instructed us to bring his ashes back to the Central Plains for a proper burial. So, we decided to move from the borderlands back to the Central Plains. We hired a carriage and packed our belongings and valuables."

"Unexpectedly, we encountered bandits as soon as we crossed the border. They killed the driver, robbed us of our belongings, and tried to kill us as well. Luckily, Feng'er and I saw something was wrong and ran away, but they kept chasing us. We don't know where they chased us. We only saw a cliff in front of us, and below the cliff was a boundless sea. In desperation, Feng'er and I jumped into the sea together."

"After jumping into the sea, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found myself and Feng'er on a beach outside the woods. Perhaps we were washed ashore. Then Feng'er and I came here from the woods. It's getting dark, so I thought I'd like to ask to stay the night at my eldest sister's place and get some food. I don't know if that's possible. I was just thinking about how we couldn't properly protect my husband's ashes, and now I don't know what's

going on with them, so I couldn't help but feel sad." Wen Xinyue lied, feigning sadness, and tears even streamed down her face. It was truly heartbreaking to hear. Yu Xingfeng, standing to the side, couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming. He had never imagined that his mother could lie so well; she was almost Oscar-worthy.

"Mom, don't cry, don't be sad. Your crying makes Feng'er want to cry too." Yu Xingfeng pretended to be about to cry as well, and buried his face in his mother Wen Xinyue's arms, hugging her tightly. The two of them cried together.

“Young man, young woman, please don’t cry. Your crying makes me feel bad too. Come, come inside and sit down, don’t stand outside. Stay here tonight. I think you must be hungry. Let me get you something to eat first, we can talk later.” With that, Bao’er’s mother pulled Wen Xinyue and her son by the hands and led them into her house.

“Thank you, elder sister,” Wen Xinyue said gratefully.

“Young man, young woman, come sit here. I’ll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat. Please sit for a while, I’ll be right back. Bao’er, help your mother greet the guests.” Once inside, Bao’er’s mother pointed to two stools next to the only broken table in the house and instructed Bao’er before going into the kitchen.

A moment later, Bao’er’s mother came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of rice. Each bowl had a cornbread and a few scattered vegetables on top.

“Young woman, I’m sorry, my family is poor, we don’t have much to eat, please make do with this,” Bao’er’s mother said apologetically.

“Big sister, don’t say that. It’s already a huge kindness that you let us stay for the night. How could my son and I be so ungrateful?” Wenxin Yue hurriedly defended herself and her son.

“That’s good. Eat quickly, or the food will get cold.” Bao’er’s mother replied, sitting down on another stool next to the table.

Perhaps Wenxin Yue and her son were really hungry, because although there wasn’t much food, they quickly filled their stomachs with two bowls of rice.

“Big sister, thank you so much. Thank you for letting my son and me stay here for the night and for giving us food.”

Wenxin Yue thanked Bao’er’s mother again.

“Little sister, it’s just letting you and your son stay here for the night and giving us two bowls of rice. Is there any need to be so grateful? If you keep doing this, I’ll get angry. Oh, by the way, I still don’t know your name. What’s your surname?” Bao’er’s mother asked.

“Elder sister, please don’t be angry. I won’t stand on ceremony. My surname is Wen, and my given name is Xin Yue. My son is Yu Xing Feng. May I ask your surname, elder sister?” Wen Xin Yue replied.

“Wen Xin Yue, what a lovely name. It sounds so nice, just like your appearance. Elder sister’s surname is Liu, and your given name is Chun. But it doesn’t sound as nice as yours, and you’re not as pretty. Your son is Jin Bao. How old are you this year?” Liu Chun asked politely.

“I’m thirty-three this year. And you, elder sister?” Wen Xin Yue replied.

"Elder sister is thirty-five this year, two years older than younger sister. We don't need to be so formal anymore, one calling me 'younger sister' and the other 'elder sister.' Just call me Sister Chun, and I'll call you Xin Yue. Xin Yue, you have nothing left now, what are your plans for the future?" Liu Chun asked Wen Xin Yue with concern, a subtle smile flashing in her eyes.

"Sister Chun, I don't know myself, I'll just take it one step at a time," Wen Xin Yue said with a sigh. She was also pondering what would happen to herself and Yu Xingfeng in the future, and the thought of living in this unfamiliar place made her sigh deeply.

“Xin Yue, it’s just that we get along really well. What do you think? You have nowhere to go anyway, and I happen to have two rooms here. You and Feng’er can stay here. What do you think? Think it over yourself; there’s no need to tell me right now. It’s late, let’s go to sleep. Xin Yue, you and Feng’er can sleep in the inner room, and Bao’er and I can sleep in the outer room.” Liu Chun said, feigning deep affection and hidden meaning.

“Sister Chun, what about when Bao’er’s father comes back? Where will he sleep?” Wen Xin Yue asked hurriedly.

“Xin Yue, don’t worry. His father was taken to the army and hasn’t returned yet. We don’t even know if he’s alive or dead. Don’t worry.

Go to sleep early with Feng’er; we can talk about it tomorrow.” Liu Chun replied, getting up and taking Jin Bao’s hand as she led him into the room next to Wen Xin Yue’s.

Late at night.

The faint sounds of conversation could be heard from Liu Chun and her son next door.

"Mother, why are you letting them stay with us? Won't it be inconvenient for Bao'er and Mother to do 'that' in the future?" Jinbao asked his mother softly.

"Silly Bao'er, I'm doing this for you. Don't blame me." Liu Chun scolded.

"Mother, I don't understand. For me? For what?" Jinbao asked blankly.

"Silly Bao'er, then let me ask you, how old are you this year?" Liu Chun asked Jinbao.

"Mother, I think you're the silly one. You've even forgotten how old I am. I remember myself, I'm fourteen years old this year, and I'll be fifteen in two months." Jinbao answered proudly.

"Then let me ask you again, according to the village rules, shouldn't I get married when I turn fifteen?" Liu Chun asked again.

"I don't want to get married, I only want Mother to be my wife. Even if I wanted to, we don't have any money, and what does it matter whether I get married or not, Mother, that they're staying with us?" Jinbao said coquettishly.

"Then let me ask you, was that auntie pretty? Tell me the truth, don't lie to me," Liu Chun asked.

"That auntie was pretty, but not as pretty as you, Mother," Jinbao said, trying to convince his mother.

"Bao'er, you're lying through your teeth. I know you too well; you exclaim 'Ah!' as soon as you see someone, and you still try to fool me. That auntie, even I am ashamed of myself. I've never seen such a beautiful woman before, like a fairy descended from heaven. Let me ask you, do you want her?" Liu Chun exposed Bao'er's lie.

"Bao'er wants her, but will she agree? She doesn't love Bao'er like you do, Mother, so I can have whatever I want," Jinbao answered honestly, his lie exposed by Liu Chun.

"So, Mother will keep her here for now. Tomorrow, you and Mother will go to the woods to find some 'Ten-Step-Dry' herbs and boil them into a soup for them. After they're both unconscious, Bao'er, you can take her, and the deed will be done. Then break her son's leg. When she wakes up and sees her son's leg broken, she won't be able to run away in this unfamiliar place, and she'll have nowhere to complain. Then Bao'er can force her to submit and marry her, right?" Liu Chun said to Jin Bao with a shrewd smile.

"Mother, you're so clever! Then Bao'er can have a wife without spending any money. Mother, how do you want Bao'er to repay you? How about Bao'er takes you as his wife now and lets Bao'er soothe your little hole?" Jin Bao said with a lewd grin.

He sat up abruptly, then pulled off the blanket covering the mother and son, and rolled over onto his mother Liu Chun's body. With practiced ease, he unhooked Liu Chun's bodice, instantly exposing her upper body to his naked gaze.

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