[Wuxia] Jiaojiao Yitian (Complete) - 8

Chapter 24 "A Date with Madam"

Zhang Wuji, dressed with Wu Qingying's help, gave her a farewell kiss and headed straight for Madam Zhu's room.

Chen Jinfeng was waiting outside Madam Zhu's room. Seeing Zhang Wuji arrive and the door open, she respectfully said, "Young Master Wuji, please come in."

Zhang Wuji looked at the pretty and charming housekeeper, a subtle stirring in his heart. Entering Madam Zhu's room, Chen Jinfeng immediately closed the door again.

The room was now filled with a table laden with delicious food! There

was poached chicken, steamed mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, eight-treasure duck, stir-fried bamboo shoots with cured meat, and a nourishing soup of black-boned chicken, soft-shelled turtle, and ginseng. Various kinds of pastries were also laid out, such as incense cakes, chestnut soup, yam cakes, and lentil pastries—many of which were delicacies from the Jiangnan region. Being able to eat such food in the Northwest was indeed very tempting. There was also a pot of fragrant mandarin wine nearby.

"Is that Wuji?" a beautiful voice rang out from behind the screen.

Zhang Wuji was indeed starving. He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of poached chicken, and began to eat with relish. He clicked his tongue and said, "Wife, come out and eat with your husband while it's hot."

Madam Zhu chuckled and slowly emerged from behind the screen…

Zhang Wuji looked up, and his eyes were glued to Madam Zhu. After his caresses from yesterday to today, and with the rest and bath she had taken, Madam Zhu was even more beautiful and captivating. Her eyes sparkled, her face radiant, truly a thousand charms, a thousand allurees! A long silk robe draped over her body accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her skin was like that of a twenty-year-old girl, full of elasticity and allure. Her flowing hair

added to her indescribable radiance and delicate beauty. She seemed like a celestial being, untouched by worldly concerns; like a fairy from the Jade Pool, descending to earth. Especially after the caresses of the previous night, her dignified and beautiful face possessed an astonishing radiance. Unexpectedly, a simple detoxification process could cause such a dramatic change, proving the power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill!

Her phoenix eyes became watery, their gazes radiating a captivating allure. She was gentle and virtuous, maintaining her chastity while exuding boundless charm. Zhang Wuji was utterly dumbfounded!

If she appeared on a bustling street, countless men would secretly be captivated by her beauty, but they could only swallow their saliva. From this day forward, she belonged only to Zhang Wuji; no other man could even dream of touching her.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough?" Madam Zhu spat at him, sitting down beside him.

A fragrance wafted over, intoxicating Zhang Wuji. He pulled her into his arms, inhaling her scent deeply, and uttered with ecstasy, "I can never get enough of your beauty!" He then moved to inhale her cheek.

Madam Zhu giggled, pushed him away, and said, "You have the sweetest tongue! I'm almost forty, and in ten years, I'm afraid you'll find this old woman repulsive!"

Zhang Wuji laughed loudly, "In my heart, you will never grow old, and I even know a youth-preserving technique that can make you as youthful and energetic as a twenty-year-old even at a hundred!"

"Really?!" Madam Zhu exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "I can use dual cultivation to detoxify you and improve your internal strength, thus preserving your youth. Don't you believe me?"

Madam Zhu said emotionally, "Of course I believe you. I just tried it, and my strength has indeed increased several times! It's amazing! I just feel that happiness has come too suddenly! Really, I've wasted twenty years of my youth, thinking my life was over, but I never expected to meet you and find spring again..."

No woman is indifferent to her appearance; for them, beauty is even more important than life itself!

The moment Zhang Wuji became a part of Madam Zhu's life, she had already resigned herself to her fate, but he made her unable to resist, and she fell madly in love with this man who made her unable to resist him! When Zhang Wuji could still preserve his youth during sex, Madam Zhu was completely captivated.

Women are actually very easy to move; their world isn't complicated. A sincere heart, beauty, comfort, and abundance are enough to break a woman's heart…

Zhang Wuji's thinking was over eight hundred years ahead of theirs; he never considered them inferior. In this situation, Zhang Wuji was practically a deadly poison for women.

A natural nemesis, a born womanizer.

Looking into her tender, watery eyes, gazing at him with deep affection, Zhang Wuji felt a surge of emotion. Madam Zhu seemed to sense Zhang Wuji's feelings; a blush rose to her face, making her indescribably beautiful and charming.

Zhang Wuji swallowed hard and exclaimed, "My darling, you're so beautiful!"

Madam Zhu smiled gently and offered him a sweet kiss, whispering in his ear, "Husband, thank you for saving me! Let's eat first!" The beautiful woman's charming smile and alluring face reminded Zhang Wuji of Madam Zhu's captivating beauty the previous night in bed, and a surge of heat welled up within him. He wrapped his arms around Madam Zhu's delicate body, and she let out a soft sigh, her slender arms encircling his neck…

The two shared a passionate kiss, and Zhang Wuji felt an overwhelming sense of sweetness.

After a long kiss, they parted. Madam Zhu shyly poured Zhang Wuji a cup of osmanthus wine, instantly filling the room with its fragrance…

Zhang Wuji exclaimed, "What kind of wine is this? It smells so good!"

Madam Zhu smiled and said, "The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms in autumn travels for miles! What kind of wine is this?" Zhang

Wuji replied, "It's osmanthus wine!" He then downed the wine in one gulp! He found the taste rich, refreshing, slightly sour and sweet, perfectly balanced—simply indescribable.

Seeing his blissful expression, Madam Zhu smiled and said, "Osmanthus is a premium flower used in medicine. When combined with glutinous rice wine and thickened with lotus root starch, it makes a delicious osmanthus rice wine. This wine is sweet and soothing, with a smooth texture. It has the effects of calming the stomach, stopping diarrhea, quenching thirst, and sobering up—it's wonderful! If you like it, my husband, have some more!" She poured Zhang Wuji another cup.

Zhang Wuji drank another cup, then ate a piece of poached chicken, which was sweet and delicious. He couldn't help but praise it and nodded. He lowered his head and took another sip of osmanthus wine, praising, "My lady, I don't want to leave while I'm enjoying this!"

Madam Zhu was overjoyed and said, "Husband, is that really true?"

Zhang Wuji laughed

heartily and said, "My lady, would you prefer me to stay at the manor or venture out into the world?" Madam Zhu was taken aback, then sighed and said, "From your perspective, it would definitely be better to go out and make a name for yourself in the martial world. I also believe you already have that intention. For me, after experiencing so much, all I really need is a peaceful life with you, my husband. To live happily together, to be a good wife and mother, to enjoy family life—that's the best life!"

Zhang Wuji said, "My lady, you truly understand my heart. No matter where one goes, one always needs a place to call home. Before, I was a rootless and homeless person, but now I am. I will consider this Red Plum Manor my home!

Are you willing?"

"Of course. This is your home, my husband, this entire manor is yours! You can stay here for as long as you wish."

Madam Zhu would be overjoyed if Zhang Wuji could stay at Red Plum Manor. It was a thousand times better than accompanying him on his adventures, after all, this was where she had lived her whole life. Now, receiving Zhang Wuji's praise, Madam Zhu beamed with delight, saying happily, "In that case, I'll cook delicious food for you every day!" She then placed several dishes into Zhang Wuji's bowl, softly saying, "Eat it while it's hot! It won't taste good when it's cold."

"Mmm, so delicious!" Zhang Wuji said approvingly as he ate.

"Eat more if you like it!"

A warm atmosphere filled the room, and Madam Zhu felt a warmth and emotion she had never experienced before—a happiness and tenderness that Zhu Changling had never given her… This was the most beautiful life for the couple. Although it seemed ordinary, this ordinariness was the most real, the most touching joy and happiness.

Zhang Wuji also felt happy. Watching Madam Zhu's elegant and graceful movements while eating, he sometimes found it hard to reconcile her with primal, wild desires. Yet, he insisted on mixing this extreme image of a refined lady with that of a wanton woman.

Delicious food, fine wine, and a beautiful woman—the ambiguous desire between the lonely man and woman gradually intensified in their tender gazes, the gentle sips of wine, and the flickering candlelight.

After the meal, Zhang Wuji, with a gentle smile, calmly rose and walked to Madam Zhu, saying softly, "Yujun…" He gently placed his hands on Madam Zhu's slender waist, drawing her soft, boneless body.

"Wuji, you..." Madam Zhu, who had been shyly looking down, glanced up at the somewhat silent Zhang Wuji, only to see him smiling, seemingly observing her coy and alluring demeanor with an air of knowing everything.

"There's a saying, 'What's the big deal after a good meal...'" Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

Madam Zhu knew what Zhang Wuji wanted to say, but she was too embarrassed to respond to such a shameful question! At the same time, Zhang Wuji's gaze made her flustered, two shy blushes rising to her cheeks, her mind blank, her whole body burning.

At this moment, she was no longer the mistress of Red Plum Manor, nor the female knight who roamed the Northwest martial arts world, but a gentle, affectionate, and ordinary woman yearning for a man

's affection. That wretched Zhang Wuji, knowing her shyness and embarrassment, refused to let her off easily. He tightened his grip, pulling her into his arms with strong arms, pressing her soft, fragrant body against his.

The elegant, dignified, gentle, and aloof beauty melted under the young man's burning gaze and passionate embrace. Her soft body leaned against Zhang Wuji's broad chest, feeling his strong, powerful heartbeat, each beat seeming to unlock the long-closed doors of

her heart. Madam Zhu, her mind in turmoil, half-closed her beautiful eyes, her usually clear and deep gaze now moist and confused. Their bodies pressed together, gradually warming as they rubbed against each other, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms in March. Her heart was filled with desire, and she was as docile as a Persian cat, letting Zhang Wuji hold her.

Zhang Wuji buried his head in Madam Zhu's jade-like neck, the fragrance of orchids and musk filling his nostrils. He deliberately breathed on and licked her swan-like, slender neck and her pearly earlobes.

A woman's earlobes are naturally sensitive, and under the teasing of a man's hot breath and lips, they tingled and itch, stimulating Madam Zhu's head to flutter and her heart to pound.

This beautiful woman, shy and timid yet submissive, allowed herself to be done as she pleased, a captivating sight. Her flushed cheeks and alluring charm were utterly irresistible.

Faced with this hard-won delicacy, Zhang Wuji shouldn't waste it on hasty consumption. He reached out and removed the elegant hairpin from the goddess's now disheveled hair, letting her flowing hair cascade naturally over her fair neck, transforming her originally graceful and intellectual attire into a seductive and alluring one.

Zhang Wuji gently stroked Madam Zhu's hair, his lips lightly nibbling at her delicate earlobe, and whispered, "Yujun, tell me honestly, is the last dish of tonight's dinner your beautiful, delectable presence?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words expose her thoughts, Madam Zhu, already somewhat flustered, realized that her thoughts seemed to be under his watchful eye. This was indeed Madam Zhu's carefully planned arrangement: dinner with Zhang Wuji, followed by a world of pleasure for the two of them. However, as a refined lady, she couldn't possibly bring it up herself.

Madam Zhu felt like a child caught doing something wrong; shyness and unease welled up inside her, and she wanted to disappear into a hole.

She knew perfectly well that she was trapped in her own web, unable to escape, but what was infuriating was that this wicked Zhang Wuji insisted on using such provocative methods to destroy her last shred of reserve, forcing her to beg for his affections. However, at this moment, the stunning beauty, limp in Zhang Wuji's arms and trembling like a frightened bird, had already lost the will to resist and was powerless to defy him. She could only murmur shyly in her sleep, "You're right... Waaah... You bad guy, stop teasing me..." (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? 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 sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

After hearing the mistress of Red Plum Manor utter those shameful words of willingly submitting to being slaughtered, she was suddenly overcome with a kind of inexplicable sadness.

In a state of utter confusion and shy blush, glistening tears of happiness streamed down her face. Like a lamb awaiting slaughter, Madam Zhu's lips trembled slightly, tears welling in her eyes. Despite her burning desire, she dared not act recklessly, her eyes filled with pleading and anxious longing. Her face flushed red, and she dared not move.

Zhang Wuji was both delighted by the success of his plan to steal her heart and filled with immense pity for this fallen, vulnerable, and helpless celestial being.

He gently kissed away the pearls of desire on her face, embracing her exquisitely beautiful and indescribably noble body. Her full, soft body was intoxicating, and what stirred his heart even more was the myriad of emotions swirling in her noble and elegant face, so alluring it was beyond compare.

Zhang Wuji's heart raced, and his penis swelled and hardened. He lowered his head to kiss her bright, sensual red lips, which were so soft they were breathtaking. He sucked on them hungrily, his tongue exploring her teeth.

At first, Madam Zhu's lips remained tightly closed, still retaining a sense of reserve. However, under the intruder's forceful penetration, her lips and teeth became a fortified territory. She could only pant and let Zhang Wuji's nimble tongue penetrate her mouth, swirling and licking every corner of her cherry-like lips.

Before long, Madam Zhu gradually shed her shyness, indulging in the passionate embrace of their deep kiss. Her tongue, no longer under her control, actively reached out and intertwined tightly with Zhang Wuji's. This long-absent beauty opened up in Zhang Wuji's passionate kiss, her jade hands wrapping around his strong neck. Her body was limp and weak, yet burning with intense heat.

Madam Zhu's mind began to spin, the whole world seemed to have vanished, leaving only the man who had forcibly taken over her lips and tongue, continuously pouring sweet nectar into her sensual mouth.

Her sensitive breasts pressed against Zhang Wuji's firm chest, her reason gradually blurring. The last vestiges of propriety in her heart were slowly crumbling away under the prolonged, deep kiss. Waves of his unique masculine scent washed over her, fresh and unfamiliar yet long-awaited. Was it shame? Was it pleasure? The feeling made her tremble with excitement, her burning desire now spreading like wildfire. She couldn't help but let out a heart-stirring moan.

In that instant, the ecstasy of yesterday and today surged back into her heart, yet she was too unfamiliar to respond, only able to let Zhang Wuji continue his caresses and do as he pleased.

While passionately kissing her, Zhang Wuji's hands were not idle either. His right hand hung down, caressing and kneading her round, firm, and elastic buttocks through her gold-embroidered clothes. His left hand rose, stroking her smooth, delicate cheeks, her neck, and her shoulders.

Occasionally, he twisted his body, squeezing and rubbing her high, soft breasts, while his already hard and erect penis occasionally struck her lower abdomen and inner thighs. Under Zhang Wuji's relentless assault, the long-deprived beauty trembled and writhed, panting heavily. Her lustful eyes, brimming with desire, gave him a reproachful yet reproachful look, her face a mask of confusion and wantonness.

Madam Zhu's eyes, brimming with desire and impatient, were like a potent aphrodisiac, arousing Zhang Wuji to the point of madness, leaving him unable to resist.

Unbeknownst to them, the delicate straps of her gold-embroidered robe had been pulled to the sides. Realizing she was about to be naked, Madam Zhu could only desperately cling to Zhang Wuji, trying to prevent the robe from slipping down. But the frail woman, utterly powerless, could not withstand Zhang Wuji's burning desire. He grasped Madam Zhu's shoulders, pushing her away slightly, causing her lotus-root-like, snow-white arms to droop, and the noble gold-embroidered robe finally slipped down.

Her curvaceous and slender figure was almost entirely displayed before Zhang Wuji's eyes, with only the mysterious and romantic purple strapless bodice and matching silk panties concealing her high breasts and mysterious valley.

The thin bodice supported her full breasts, with two rosy nipples faintly visible, and her tender white breasts formed alluring waves as she breathed heavily.

Her full breasts, never before exposed by the sexy bodice, now stood proudly before him, allowing him to play with them as he pleased.

The well-tailored panties clung to her buttocks, fully displaying the most alluring curves of her mons pubis, and the carved and hollowed-out design revealed a tuft of soft down. The gate of her boudoir was now open to him, and this long-dormant secret garden was revitalized under his cultivation and watering.

Zhang Wuji's left hand tightly embraced the almost naked, weak, and burning exquisite body, while his right hand impatiently caressed one of her full breasts through the bodice.

A firm, supple, and incredibly elastic sensation spread through his palms, sending shivers down his spine. His hand gently caressed the peaks beneath her bodice, circling and kneading them lightly. Two fingers gently pinched and skillfully squeezed her swollen nipples. The strange sensation

emanating from her sensitive nipples made Madam Zhu feel as if she were being gnawed at by insects. Her delicate brows furrowed, her eyes glazed, and she let out a series of intoxicating moans. Her body was limp and powerless, only able to stay upright thanks to Zhang Wuji's firm embrace.

Waves of indescribable tingling pleasure surged through her mind, quickly spreading to her entire lower body. Long-suppressed desire rebounded fiercely. Madam Zhu tilted her head back, panting heavily, her eyes burning with a raging fire. Her face flushed, alluring and shy, she murmured dreamily, "Carry me to the room."

Zhang Wuji swept her nearly naked, beautiful body across his waist, like carrying a bride, and carried her into Madam Zhu's boudoir.

The bedding and pillows had all been changed. New blankets and pillowcases were in place, and two matching silk pillows sat on the headboard. Upon closer inspection, the pillowcases were even embroidered with auspicious patterns of flowers and a full moon. It was clear that Madam Zhu had meticulously arranged everything beforehand; she, too, was filled with anticipation and dreams for the future.

Zhang Wuji gently placed her on the edge of the bed. In the soft light, her delicate, ivory-like body, exquisitely beautiful and translucent, was bathed in a dazzling glow, like a flawless, sacred, and noble Venus statue. Especially now, her face, which should have been ethereal and fairy-like, was brimming with spring-like passion and shy anticipation. Zhang Wuji was so captivated that he felt dizzy and his mouth went dry. It took him a while to recover.

Zhang Wuji removed all his restraints and sat sideways on the edge of the bed. He reached out to tidy the slightly disheveled hair of Madam Zhu, whose eyes were tightly closed and who dared not move. He said softly, "Yujun, you are so beautiful. I love you so much."

Zhang Wuji leaned down and gently kissed Madam Zhu's smooth, white forehead and straight, high nose. His hands caressed every inch of her body, which was like a perfect work of art, as if trying to imprint the captivating curves sculpted by God into his mind through his touch. Her hands gradually moved towards the high mounds of her breasts, finding the hook in the middle of the bodice. With a pull and a release, the cups bounced to the sides, revealing a pair of firm, trembling, white, tender breasts.

Receiving her lover's approval, Madam Zhu's heart was filled with sweetness, though she still let out a shy "ooh" sound. Subconsciously, her body curled up, turning sharply inward, her trembling hands immediately covering her chest, shielding her from the man's predatory gaze.

Her beautiful, plump, white buttocks and slightly curled, rounded legs formed a beautiful and moving arc; even the most perfect sculpture could not capture the vibrant life of this unparalleled beauty.

Zhang Wuji's eyes practically blazed with fire. His index finger twitched, and he forcefully flipped this flawless, sculpted body onto her back, while she covered her chest with her hands, unable to focus on her breasts, and removed the last obstacle from her lower body.

This stunning beauty finally lay naked before Zhang Wuji, her once flawless body flushed with a delicate blush of shyness and passion, making her exceptionally alluring.

Madam Zhu's private parts were completely exposed to Zhang Wuji. Panicked and disoriented, she could only tightly clench her shapely legs to barely conceal her panic.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, she let out a soft moan of shame, covering her face with her hands, her beautiful eyes tightly shut, filled with fear and dread, yet utterly helpless.

For years, she had held an incredibly high status; how could she have been so cruelly toyed with? Alas! What good was her roaming the martial world? What good was her elegant and dignified dignity? All because of a moment's succumbing to lust, she was now reduced to a shameful and helpless puppet.

Seeing the usually aloof, unapproachable, and elegant goddess now completely naked, as delicate as a docile kitten, lying before him, awaiting his favor and tenderness, Zhang Wuji felt an overwhelming surge of pride.

Perhaps he hadn't had a chance to properly savor and appreciate Madam Zhu last night and this morning, so he wasn't in a hurry at all, savoring the moment slowly. At this moment, Zhang Wuji continued to admire Madam Zhu's exquisite and graceful body with an aggressively burning gaze. Her soft skin was still so delicate it seemed one could break it with a touch, white with a rosy glow that seemed to flow; her high breasts stood firm without sagging, outlining extremely beautiful and moving curves; her two cherry-red nipples resembled freshly peeled chicken heads, or dazzling, bright rubies.

Her flat, fair abdomen was adorned with a charming, delicate navel, and below, a thick, dark pubic hair, like a primeval forest, covered a captivating valley, revealing only the soft, slightly protruding mons pubis. Her long, shapely legs were fair and smooth, with fine texture; every part of her was beautiful, truly a masterpiece of nature.

Feeling Zhang Wuji's greedy, burning gaze relentlessly invading her naked body, Madam Zhu's face flushed, her whole body burning. She felt both anxious and ashamed. Zhang Wuji knew she craved his indulgence, yet he deliberately tormented her like a cat playing with a mouse, making her feel utterly miserable and embarrassed.

But now, with things at this point, she was at the mercy of others, like a fish on a chopping board. Madam Zhu could only chide her softly, "Haven't you seen enough yet?"

Hearing Madam Zhu's anxious yet coquettish reproach, Zhang Wuji felt immensely smug. "You're in a hurry, but I'm not," he thought. At this moment, Zhang Wuji was like a lion pinning down its prey with its forelegs, ready to feast his eyes.

After feasting his eyes, he gently caressed her silky, snow-white skin. Time had left not a single mark on this stunning beauty, now over forty. He lovingly stroked her, reveling in the delicate, smooth texture and indulging in the subtle fragrance of her exquisite body.

A cool night breeze gently caressed her snow-white, full breasts, which grew even firmer under the burning gaze. Her rosy areolas, ablaze with desire, gradually glowed an alluring crimson. At the peaks of her pure, erect breasts, a pair of delicate, translucent nipples stood shyly erect, like vibrant flower stamens, awaiting the arrival of ardent admirers. The

vibrant stamens finally attracted the swarms of admirers. Zhang Wuji's right hand grasped her soft, firm breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, occasionally pinching and rubbing the slightly upturned nipples with two fingers.

At the same time, he lowered his head and gently bit the other nipple, sucking it vigorously like a baby seeking food.

Had this towering, cloud-piercing Mount Everest been untouched for a long time? Had these alluring purple grapes long forgotten the taste of being suckled and gnawed?

The delicate nipples, sucked with a mixture of softness and pleasure, caused Madam Zhu's brows to furrow slightly, her jade-like face flushed with shyness, and her sensual red lips to part slightly, her breath heavy with pleasure as she let out alluring moans. Under Zhang Wuji's wanton manipulation and teasing stimulation, Madam Zhu's supple waist swayed unconsciously, her beautiful face filled with a myriad of irrepressible emotions.

Zhang Wuji's right hand reluctantly left her firm, elastic breasts, roaming over her smooth skin, unwilling to miss a single corner, gliding over her silky, plump belly, heading straight for her lush, verdant paradise.

For years, no one had ever visited this private sanctuary. Once invaded by an enemy, the noble goddess, who had been gradually intoxicated by her lover's gentle touch, reflexively arched her body, squeezed her legs together, and said in a soft voice, "No..."

But at this moment, the gentle young man had become a domineering flower-picking man. Zhang Wuji's rough palm was still covering her most sacred and soft mons pubis, refusing to withdraw even a step, and his fingers were skillfully moving rhythmically on the petals.

The stream gushed forth from the ravine, wetting the invading fingers. Zhang Wuji's middle finger slowly parted the tightly closed petals, inserting itself into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered, Madam Zhu, who had always tried to maintain a dignified image in front of Zhang Wuji, instantly collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her head and twisting her body, involuntarily letting out moans from her cherry lips: "Ah...oh..."

Forced into her jade gate by Zhang Wuji, penetrating her sensitive and sacred private parts, Madam Zhu felt an unbearable restlessness. She wanted to pull away from his fingers, but the masculine heat emanating from his palm pressed tightly against her vulva had already made her whole body numb, leaving her powerless.

For so many years, the long-awaited sensual stimulation filled her with a mixture of shyness and anticipation. Zhang Wuji's methods of teasing her were a hundred times bolder and more skillful than Zhu Changling's; his unbridled nature gave her an unprecedented thrill.

Although the elegant Madam Zhu constantly forced herself not to be too unrestrained and lewd, as Zhang Wuji's fingers kneaded and explored her gradually opening, waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her entire being. Her tightly closed petals parted slightly, revealing the tender pink labia inside.

A wave of heat surged up from her lower body, and Madam Zhu's suppressed desire finally erupted. With a series of soft moans, streams of vaginal fluid gushed from her alluring opening, soaking the pink sheets.

The unbearable tingling sensation made Madam Zhu's consciousness float away, losing all sense of time and place. The overwhelming tingling and passion were too much for her to bear; the raging fire of desire burned away any remaining restraint. Her

long-suppressed primal lust had been fully aroused. Madam Zhu panted softly, occasionally licking her slightly parted cherry lips with her nimble tongue, as if starving for more.

Madam Zhu's flushed skin was covered with glistening beads of sweat. Her slender waist swayed like a snake, and her shapely, long legs, no longer tightly closed, unconsciously responded to Zhang Wuji's caresses.

The endless waves of carnal pleasure assaulted her reason time and again, until finally her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, like a woman long deprived of love. Her mind was filled only with primal desire; elegance, dignity, and morality were all forgotten. This noble goddess disregarded everything. The unbearable emptiness caused her to abandon all her principles. Her eyes were filled with seductive allure, and she cried out in a soft, wanton voice, "Wuji! Please, stop teasing me! Come quickly, I feel so uncomfortable!"

The flower path had never been swept for guests, but now the humble gate is opened for you.

The beautiful fairy, graceful and elegant, finally succumbed to Zhang Wuji's omnipresent seduction and rising desire. She cast aside the constraints of morality and the pretense beneath her noble mask, and personally invited him to mount her.

Zhang Wuji felt a surge of imperial thrill, yet he deliberately teased, "Yujun, is it really possible?

Am I dreaming?"

Madam Zhu shyly opened her beautiful eyes, overflowing with spring-like desire and filled with expectation. She nodded slightly, her heart filled with deep affection, then closed her eyes again, saying coyly, "You big bad boy, you always tease me. I've already accepted you as my husband, so naturally I'll do whatever you want."

Hearing the undisguised allure of this stunningly beautiful and aloof woman, Zhang Wuji felt a surge of heat spreading from his lower abdomen. Unable to resist any longer, he first moved Madam Zhu's burning body to the center of the bed, then pounced on her incomparably beautiful form.

Her crystalline body, beautiful face, captivating fragrance, and intoxicating aura made Zhang Wuji feel as if he were burning with fire, his erect penis swelling and throbbing painfully.

Zhang Wuji gently used his knee to pry open Madam Zhu's snow-white legs. Her supine body swayed slightly, her high breasts heaving rapidly, radiating an indescribable spring-like aura. Zhang Wuji raised his erect penis, aiming it at her sexy and alluring vulva. He first gently rubbed it back and forth at the entrance, then thrust it against her rosy clitoris. Her honeyed orifice, unable to withstand the stimulation, overflowed with shameful lustful fluids.

Zhang Wuji's thick penis first pushed in inch by inch, then forcefully thrust it all the way in. Although the opening was narrow and tight, the overflowing, moist, tender, and elastic vulva still fully swallowed Zhang Wuji's long penis, completely engulfing it.

As the penis broke through the gate, a dizzying sensation swept through her mind, followed by a soft cry of "Ah..." As if unable to withstand this sudden and fierce invasion, Madam Zhu's delicate brows furrowed, tears streaming down her face, as frail as a willow in the wind. Zhang Wuji

, who had originally intended to unleash a torrent of abuse, couldn't help but feel boundless tenderness upon seeing this. He bent down and gently combed through Madam Zhu's disheveled hair, whispering softly, "Yujun, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

Zhang Wuji gently wiped away the tear stains on Madam Zhu's cheeks, kissed her shy, fragrant lips, and lightly bit her straight nose, tenderly caring for this stunning beauty who was momentarily flustered.

His erect penis remained inside her warm, moist opening, no longer thrusting, waiting for her to gradually adjust.

"You bad boy, you're always in such a hurry, it still hurts!" Madam Zhu had been thoroughly whipped last night and this morning, and her lower body was still a little sore and burning. Now, with Zhang Wuji's abrupt intrusion, it naturally caused her pain.

Under Zhang Wuji's gentle caresses, the slight pain gradually subsided. In the shy and awkward silence, the large, hot, and hard penis between her legs brought a full, throbbing sensation and waves of tingling pleasure. Her misty, tearful eyes slowly turned into a tender gaze, and the long-awaited ecstasy ignited all the sexual desire she had suppressed for years. Her

passion reignited, and with a soft moan, Madam Zhu unconsciously twisted her body, her slender waist and full hips swaying gently, enjoying the tingling pleasure brought by the friction between the penis and her honeyed orifice!

At this moment, she was like an alluring, delicate flower, shy and fragile, yet yearning for the nourishment of life.

Zhang Wuji, of course, understood her current reaction and needs, secretly pleased with himself, and asked knowingly, "Yujun, does it still hurt?"

"It's...not anymore, but...it's very...it's very itchy inside..." Madam Zhu groaned, greatly embarrassed by his words.

Zhang Wuji gently nibbled on Madam Zhu's delicate earlobe and softly asked, "Then what should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhu was overcome with shame. Having been without a man's comfort for many years, she was like a virgin experiencing her first love; how could she possibly answer?

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji stopped teasing and began to slowly thrust in and out, pressing his broad chest against her firm, proud breasts, squeezing and rubbing them, finding it incredibly pleasurable.

Long deprived of a man's love, her mature body, unsatisfied, was burning with desire. Under Zhang Wuji's teasing, rubbing, and gentle thrusting, her delicate nipples hardened, her alluring body writhed violently, her bright red lips parted slightly, uttering intoxicating sounds, her slender waist swaying ecstatically, welcoming the large, deep penis inside her.

Seeing the noble and beautiful woman pinned beneath him, consumed by lust and uttering lewd moans, Zhang Wuji knew he had drawn her into the passionate throes of lovemaking. His movements, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his large penis thrusting in and out of her, driving Madam Zhu to the brink of ecstasy.

Seeing Madam Zhu's wanton abandon, Zhang Wuji increased the speed and force of his thrusts, a series of powerful strokes penetrating deep into her flesh, striking her sensitive clitoris. Her vaginal fluids overflowed like a burst dam, echoing the relentless slapping of her firm abdomen against her snow-white mons pubis.

For years, Madam Zhu had only been able to weave erotic fantasies in her dreams or resort to masturbation, finally experiencing the long-awaited pleasure of intimacy again. Unable to resist the waves of tingling, itchy, and numbing pleasure emanating from her vagina, she breathed heavily, moaning beautifully, "Ah...so comfortable...ah...so beautiful...ah..."

Zhang Wuji lifted his upper body, victoriously straddling the beautiful and alluring body, watching the stunning beauty, who was being whipped by his massive rod, moaning and whimpering, desperately yielding. The

once dignified and noble woman was now merely a captive begging for mercy beneath Zhang Wuji's crotch. The psychological thrill of conquest fueled his thrusts even more vigorously.

The intoxicating pleasure caused Madam Zhu's delicate eyebrows to furrow slightly from time to time, and she let out inexplicable moans and groans: "Wuji, be gentle... ah... harder... oh..."

Zhang Wuji watched as the usually dignified and elegant noblewoman, after her long-suppressed desire was aroused, became so wanton. His penis thrust even more forcefully; the long-neglected garden was still very tight, each thrust grinding and rubbing his penis with immense pleasure. Coupled with her moans and pleas for mercy, this only fueled Zhang Wuji's unparalleled excitement.

Under the relentless onslaught of the strong and vigorous Zhang Wuji, Madam Zhu's alabaster-like body grew increasingly hot. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and

she moaned softly, lost in the carnal pleasure of lovemaking. Consumed by lust and unbearable thirst, she raised her bent legs high, tightly hooking them around Zhang Wuji's back, allowing him to ride upon her mature and alluring body. She fiercely raised her hips, her movements synchronized with his thrusting hips, completely surrendering to the surging

waves of pleasure. On the violently shaking bed, Madam Zhu cried out and moaned with abandon, her primal desire overcoming reason and ethics. Long confined to her empty chambers, yearning for more, she finally released everything to meet Zhang Wuji's fierce onslaught, as if to satisfy her long-dormant pent-up desires all at once.

Full of energy, Zhang Wuji was no longer content with the normal supine position on the bed. He swept Zhu Furen's upper body up in his arms.

The dazed Zhu Furen suddenly saw herself and Zhang Wuji facing each other, their lower bodies still tightly joined. Her cheeks flushed crimson, her alluring eyes closed shyly, and she dared not move.

Zhang Wuji pulled her soft, naked body into his embrace, stood up from the trembling bed, and began thrusting his large, hot penis up and down in her tight vagina, the bed's elasticity providing the perfect rhythm.

Afraid of slipping, Zhu Furen clung to Zhang Wuji's body like an octopus, her firm, beautiful nipples rubbing against his bare chest muscles with each powerful thrust. The thrusting of his massive member into her vagina grew increasingly intense, an irresistible pleasure overwhelming her.

She frantically responded, moaning and groaning, her breath coming in gasps of ecstasy. Unable to withstand the overwhelming stimulation, Madam Zhu finally let go and cried out loudly,

"Ah...ah...so...so beautiful..."

"Ugh...oh...ah...I'm flying...flying..."

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum..."

The penis thrust in and out of her vagina without stopping, covered in sticky, lustful fluid, making obscene noises. She felt her vagina burning hot, her vision blurring, her soul fading away.

Again and again, she floated and sank in the raging sea of desire, extreme pleasure coursing through her limbs. Unable to resist the tingling, itchy feeling all over her body, Madam Zhu arched her slender waist, letting out a heart-stirring moan. A spasm ran through her vagina, and warm, slippery lustful fluid gushed out like a faucet being turned on, scalding the large glans at her clitoris.

Zhang Wuji felt as if he were ascending to heaven, unable to control his unbridled impulse. After a tremor, his penis released its

pent-up desire, and a large gush of hot semen powerfully shot into the dark, deep womb of the noble goddess. Streams of warm, sticky fluids mixed with the semen of both men and women flowed from deep within their bodies, soaking their joined genitals. Overwhelmed by extreme pleasure and exhaustion after release, Zhang Wuji could no longer stand. The two of them, limbs tightly intertwined, collapsed onto the trembling bed, emitting satisfied and wanton breaths.

The cold and beautiful noblewoman, Madam Zhu, limp after her release, still clung to Zhang Wuji like an octopus, keeping his penis inside her.

"Was it good?" Zhang Wuji's voice sounded in her ear, seemingly close yet distant.

"Mmm..." The aloof and elegant Madam Zhu nestled nestled against the man's strong embrace, her starry eyes slightly parted, a hint of spring in her lips, letting out a soft moan, her tone brimming with boundless satisfaction and allure, deeply immersed in the unparalleled comfort of her climax. The

carnal climax gradually faded in the cool air, and the lingering sense of morality and propriety, difficult to completely erase, surged back into her mind. Having remained chaste for so many years, why was she now so unable to resist Zhang Wuji's teasing, wantonly yielding to this destined fiend?

Especially since Zhang Wuji was just a young man about the same age as her daughter, the aloof and elegant Madam Zhu couldn't help but feel ashamed for indulging her desires and ashamed for her dissolute behavior. Her eyes held a hint of confusion, and she suddenly sighed softly: "Wuji, I don't know why, but every time we finish, I feel guilty. I always think about Zhu Changling and Zhen'er. I... I really don't know how to face them!!

Tell me, aren't we committing a sin?"

Zhang Wuji could feel her struggle and unease after the passion cooled. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pressing the two of them tightly together.

“Yujun, I’ve already said it. All these years, you’ve suffered so much. You’ve given everything for Red Plum Manor, and every night you have to endure the loneliness of solitude. Finally, Zhu Jiuzhen has grown up, but she’s not very persistent. You’ve always wanted to find a son-in-law to inherit your mantle and assist your daughter. You’ve fulfilled your heavy responsibilities as a mother without regret. But there are still many things in life worth cherishing. You shouldn’t bury your life in day after day of loneliness.”

Hearing Zhang Wuji’s heartfelt defense of her own indulgence… Lady Zhu's anxious heart calmed down considerably. If even he couldn't understand her fear and instead mocked her licentiousness, she would truly die of shame. Fortunately, Zhang Wuji lovingly exonerated her from the shackles of morality, saying, "A woman at forty is like a flower in full bloom, deserving to be admired and played with. You are that blooming, beautiful flower, entitled to seek the nourishment and care of those who love and cherish you, to make the flower even more vibrant and beautiful. There's no need to be ashamed! Primal desires are a natural need for you as a mature woman. Confucius said, 'Food and sex are human nature,' and there's nothing wrong with the pleasures of men and women."

"For so many years, I've never been as happy as I've been these days!" Lady Zhu embraced Zhang Wuji tenderly, joyfully accepting this destined soulmate. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, as she said, "Life is no longer monotonous; every day is full of surprises. That's why I've been hopelessly seduced by you, this devil."

"So, how was this amazing journey?" Zhang Wuji asked with a lewd grin.

"Mmm!" The noblewoman, Madam Zhu, nodded slightly, her face flushed with shyness.

Zhang Wuji embraced Madam Zhu and laughed heartily. The two then rolled around on the bed, entwined in passion, their lovemaking intensifying. They made love several times, reaching climax five times, yet still not stopping...

Chapter 025 "Bath in the Orchid Bath"

Seeing the beautiful and charming Madam Zhu's tender and submissive expression, Zhang Wuji's wildness rekindled. He laughed and said, "Sister Yujun, I feel sticky all over and a little uncomfortable. Shall we take a bath together?" The

aloof and elegant Madam Zhu blushed immediately upon hearing this, lowering her head. She neither agreed nor refused, only displaying a shy and submissive expression.

Seeing the delicate demeanor of the beauty in his arms, Zhang Wuji's heart stirred. He thought that no matter how noble a woman is, once she falls in love, she will lower her pride and become a clingy little bird. This principle holds true throughout history; all women are like this.

Without waiting for the aloof and elegant Madam Zhu's reply, Zhang Wuji reached out and picked her up, asking softly, "Where is the bathroom?"

The aloof and elegant Madam Zhu blushed with embarrassment and dared not answer, only pointing her trembling little finger to the right side of the bed.

The room's overall design was ingenious. The bathroom was cleverly hidden behind the dressing room next to the bedroom; passing through the dressing room

led directly to the bathroom. This design was incredibly convenient and logical; after showering, one could dress in the dressing room and then go directly into the bedroom. Zhang Wuji couldn't help but marvel at the design concepts conceived eight hundred years ago.

Entering the bathroom, Zhang Wuji realized how out of touch he was. Even 20th-century architects might not have imagined or implemented a bathroom design from eight hundred years ago.

The white marble bathroom, by modern standards, was at least thirty or forty square meters, resembling a small swimming pool with steep, tiered steps. The rising steam indicated it wasn't modern hot water technology, but rather a hot spring gushing from underground. A hidden channel drained the constantly flowing spring water out, and the bathroom even contained various carvings and tableware—did they drink tea while bathing? Furthermore, the bathroom was surrounded by flower petals used for bathing. There were also many ancient cosmetics and health products that Zhang Wuji couldn't name, displayed in a dazzling array. No wonder this woman, already over forty, could still maintain the alluring beauty of a twenty-year-old and the flawless skin of a young girl. Her mature charm was far beyond what an inexperienced young girl could possess.

In the soft candlelight, her stunningly beautiful face, exquisite figure, and crystal-clear skin stood naked in the bathroom, a scene of springtime beauty, the air filled with the fragrance of flesh.

Zhang Wuji stepped into the hot spring, the splashing water clinging to the naked body of the aloof and elegant lady, Madam Zhu. Her flushed face became radiant, and her breasts, glistening with water droplets, were like fresh, ripe peaches after a rain shower, making one's mouth water.

Pearl-like water droplets cascaded from the towering peaks, sliding into the beautiful lake, flowing across the flat grassland, and nourishing the glossy black spring grass—a scene so beautiful it resembled a captivating animation.

"I'll help you!" Zhang Wuji said with a mischievous grin, his eyes gleaming with wantonness.

Without waiting for Madam Zhu's response, Zhang Wuji began to gently wipe the shy, stunningly beautiful woman. The aloof and elegant Madam Zhu blushed deeply at this unexpected gesture, her head bowed, accepting his thorough caresses with tender shyness.

Why was Zhang Wuji so bold and open? Why did she always willingly submit to his manipulation? Was it this young man's passion and vitality that deeply attracted her aging heart, leaving her powerless to resist and becoming a prisoner of his love?

Madam Zhu could no longer control her emotions; it was as if everything had ceased to be her own. In her mind, everything seemed perfectly natural.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to rub her down, Zhang Wuji caressed the smooth, delicate skin of the beautiful woman, teasing her full, soft breasts and adorable rosy nipples. He gently stroked her slender, graceful waist, his hands sliding over her smooth, white, soft belly, playing with her round, pert buttocks. Turning her around, he didn't even spare her straight, elegant, silk-like back.

Zhang Wuji's unrestrained teasing and flirting aroused the timid, bewildered beauty in his arms, making her pant softly and blush with shyness.

After finally finishing applying the bath gel, knowing she was shy, he didn't want Madam Zhu to help him dry himself, and quickly and haphazardly rubbed himself dry instead.

Zhang Wuji cupped the shyly lowered head of the aloof and elegant Madam Zhu in his hands, and pressed his lips deeply into her luscious red lips, kissing her until she blushed, her heart pounded, and she could barely breathe.

Afraid of slipping in the wet bathroom, she could only wrap her arms around Zhang Wuji's strong waist, their naked bodies pressed tightly together, their exquisite forms appearing even softer and smoother.

Their limbs writhed in their embrace, chest to chest, thigh to thigh, rubbing each other with bath gel. This unprecedented and wonderful experience stimulated Madam Zhu's incredibly tender, rosy nipples, causing them to swell and flush red.

Suddenly, she felt a series of sensations pressing against her lower abdomen. Looking down, she saw that Zhang Wuji's penis had become erect and hard again in a short time, pressing against her soft belly, eager to move. Waves of novel and intoxicating stimulation surged through her, and the lust that had subsided was stirred up again by Zhang Wuji's extraordinary energy and deliberate teasing.

The cold and beautiful noblewoman, Madam Zhu, unable to contain her desire, kept twisting her body and emitting murmured moans, yearning to reach another peak of passion.

Seeing Madam Zhu's alluring and seductive appearance, her shy and eager desire for another round of passion, Zhang Wuji poured water over them with a ladle, washing away the foam and slightly cooling the simmering desire.

Zhang Wuji then pulled Madam Zhu into his arms and laid her down on her back.

The spacious bath was filled with the fragrance of fragrant water, and her full, soft breasts floated and swayed in the rushing water, wave after wave. He couldn't resist straddling the sides of the stunningly beautiful woman's mesmerizing body, reaching out to knead one breast in each hand. The soft yet firm touch was incredibly pleasurable, making him unable to put it down.

"Sister Yujun, your breasts are so big and round, soft yet firm to the touch, hehe..." Zhang Wuji sincerely praised. Her breasts, which had just been cleansed with bath gel and washed with warm water, were indescribably white and delicate. He passionately sucked on her small nipples, mumbling indistinctly, "Both visually and tactilely wonderful, truly a perfect masterpiece of the Creator." His

thick, erect penis, due to his kneeling and leaning forward, constantly pressed against the soft, sexy abdomen of the aloof and elegant lady, Madam Zhu, stimulating her voluptuous and mature body.

Although they had just experienced passionate lovemaking, this was the first time in her life that they had been so intimately frolicking in the bath, completely naked before each other. A mixture of novelty and curiosity, along with awkwardness and embarrassment, made her completely at Zhang Wuji's mercy.

Zhang Wuji pulled the aloof and elegant lady, Madam Zhu, who was lying flat in the bathtub, and slid himself into the water, so that he was now lying flat in the tub. He wrapped his large arms around Madam Zhu's slender waist, slowly lifting her soft, boneless body. Adjusting the angle, he positioned her moist, slightly parted vulva against his already erect and throbbing penis and gently lowered it.

His penis once again broke through her defenses, and Madam Zhu let out a loud moan, a sound that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure.

Being manipulated in this position for the first time, she felt shyly that his penis seemed to penetrate deeper, reaching places she had never been able to touch during previous intercourse.

The aloof and elegant lady, Madam Zhu, was startled and bewildered by this completely unfamiliar position of intercourse. As if seeking something reliable, she leaned down, wanting to embrace Zhang Wuji and lean against his broad chest.

Zhang Wuji, however, was mischievous. He grabbed her arms and pushed her up, making her straddle him. His hands then grasped her soft, fragrant breasts, kneading them incessantly.

"Sister Yuyun, I've already entered your inner chambers, what's there to be shy about?"

Ignoring her embarrassment and helplessness, Zhang Wuji whispered, "Move yourself, find your favorite angle and pressure."

Stimulated simultaneously, the aloof and elegant Madam Zhu couldn't help but arch her back and sway her hips up and down. Her plump buttocks repeatedly struck Zhang Wuji's crotch. This horse-riding position, with the man on top and the woman on the bottom, allowed his large penis to penetrate her mysterious and sacred flesh with each thrust, heavily piercing the deepest, most sensitive core, bringing an unprecedented and wondrous pleasure.

All restraint was now superfluous. The aloof and elegant noblewoman, Madam Zhu, indulged in unrestrained desire, adjusting her angles and strength at will, sometimes moaning softly, sometimes crying out loudly, lost in the pursuit of primal lust. Her

once pure and refined face was now filled with the allure of spring, her once clear and bright eyes burning with a raging fire of desire.

The splashing water, the slapping of flesh against flesh, and the gasps and screams of wild satisfaction intertwined to create a beautiful symphony.

Zhang Wuji tightly embraced the slender, boneless waist of the aloof and elegant noblewoman, Madam Zhu, his thick penis beginning to thrust in and out in rhythm with her movements. Her beautiful body rose and fell, her full breasts heaving and shimmering, occasionally dripping with glistening droplets.

Under Zhang Wuji's intense thrusting, Madam Zhu's face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed with desire, writhing wantonly, uttering ecstatic, dreamlike moans and cries.

Madam Zhu cast aside all her past repressions, wantonly accommodating this destined soulmate, relentlessly and frantically engaging in erotic intercourse, fully enjoying the ecstasy and satisfaction brought by primal lust.

Shedding all constraints, removing all masks, she openly faced her desires, savoring wave after wave of tingling, dizzying carnal pleasure. The massive penis thrust deeper and deeper into her tight vagina, her very soul soaring to the heavens.

Suddenly, the aloof and elegant noblewoman, Madam Zhu, clamped her legs tightly around Zhang Wuji's body, her whole body trembling violently. She cried out hoarsely, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a spring, reaching the ultimate climax of their union.

After her release, the limp and powerless Madam Zhu collapsed into Zhang Wuji's arms, comfortably letting him hold her as they soaked together in the warm water.

Her cheeks, flushed with the afterglow of her climax, were so alluring, her beautiful eyes filled with the sweet afterglow of a storm.

"The pleasure of this climax is so wonderful, I've never experienced anything like it in my life," Madam Zhu murmured, her full breasts heaving with each breath. She parted her cherry lips and said, "Wuji, why didn't you let me meet you sooner?"

Such tender words were more intoxicating than the strongest aphrodisiac. Zhang Wuji, his desire still burning, embraced her and began thrusting again with all his might.

"Oh! Wuji, please have mercy!" The aloof and elegant Madam Zhu only then realized that the penis still inside her was rock hard. Her face paled, and she pleaded repeatedly, "I can't take it anymore... I really can't... I can't take it anymore!"

Seeing this usually graceful and aloof beauty, so vulnerable and begging for mercy after her climax, Zhang Wuji paused, then gently kissed her forehead and nose, savoring the warmth and beauty of their embrace. The

warm water massaged her languid body after their intense lovemaking, so comfortable that she longed to lie in the bath, savoring the lingering, enchanting afterglow. "

A loving husband is priceless," Madam Zhu thought sweetly, "Wuji, thank goodness I have you, allowing me to regain a second spring in my life."

After their passionate lovemaking, the couple regained some energy. After a quick shower, Zhang Wuji picked up the docile beauty and laid her on the large, comfortable bed, where they fell asleep in each other

's arms. While the aloof and elegant Madam Zhu slept soundly, Zhang Wuji was full of energy. Having fully mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he discovered his sexual prowess was outrageously strong; his penis wouldn't soften even after a whole night inside a woman's vagina.

After quickly dressing, Zhang Wuji left the room and "coincidentally" encountered Chen Jinfeng passing by.

"Jinfeng!?" Zhang Wuji was somewhat surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I… I was just on patrol checking the guards. Young Master Wuji, where are you going?" Chen Jinfeng seemed embarrassed, her whole demeanor restrained and uneasy, even becoming incoherent.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, his eyes darting around before he asked, "Miss Jin Feng, have you finished your patrol?"

This time it was Chen Jin Feng's turn to be surprised. She nodded and said, "Yes, I was just about to go back to my room to rest!"

"I also want to go back to rest, but I don't know how to get to my room," Zhang Wuji said.

"Let me lead the way, Young Master Wuji, please come this way!" With that, Chen Jin Feng led Zhang Wuji along the paths of Red Plum Manor, all the way to the small courtyard where Zhang Wuji had previously stayed.

"This is it!" Chen Jin Feng said as she pushed open the door.

Zhang Wuji looked at Chen Jin Feng. Tonight, her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her bright phoenix eyes, paired with her willow-leaf eyebrows, seemed to flutter at his heart with every blink. Her cherry lips, untouched by rouge, were slightly parted in a smile, as if beckoning him. Her delicate face, fair with a rosy glow, still held a hint of spring passion! Zhang Wuji's lust was stirred!

At this moment, Chen Jinfeng blushed slightly under Zhang Wuji's gaze and asked, "Young Master Wuji, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly stirred, and he said, "Jinfeng, you were spying on me outside Madam's room, weren't you?"

"Ah! Young Master, you...you mustn't be lying, I wasn't!"

Chen Jinfeng was utterly embarrassed by Zhang Wuji's words. In truth, she had indeed been eavesdropping outside Madam Zhu's room, and even felt a stirring of desire within herself. It was natural for a young girl to feel romantic feelings, especially with such an outstanding man as Zhang Wuji.

"Am I lying?" Zhang Wuji suddenly pulled her, and Chen Jinfeng stumbled, throwing herself into his arms, protesting, "You...you..." Zhang Wuji laughed heartily, reaching out and grabbing her arms.

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, a raging fire suddenly ignited within Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji laughed heartily, pulled her close, and said, "Tell me, why were you eavesdropping? Do you like me?"

Chen Jinfeng struggled, but couldn't break free from his grasp, and blushed, saying, "Nothing like that..."

Her voice was sweet, and her delicate face, fair with a rosy glow, made her exceptionally charming.

"Jinfeng, you're so beautiful!" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but exclaim. "I like you..."

Chen Jinfeng became even more shy, lowering her face, and said, "You...you're so naughty!"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wuji asked.

"Isn't it? You...you were just in the room with Madam..." As soon as Chen Jinfeng said this, she realized she had misspoke, because saying this was tantamount to admitting to eavesdropping.

Actually, when Madam Zhu called Zhang Wuji to the room, she was already uneasy. Because she liked Zhang Wuji, her woman's intuition told her that Madam Zhu's gratitude towards Zhang Wuji was not ordinary; she sensed a subtle, ambiguous relationship between Madam Zhu and Zhang Wuji. But she couldn't stop him, knowing that one was her and the manor's benefactor, and the other was her master. Yet, she felt resentful, even jealous. Madam Zhu invited Zhang Wuji to dinner, but the meal unexpectedly lasted three hours. How could this not arouse her suspicion? She had actually been eavesdropping outside the room for almost an hour.

Chen Jinfeng's actions stemmed from only one motive and instinct: she liked Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji sighed, "Miss Jinfeng has feelings for me, but I've been unfaithful, failing to appreciate your kindness… it's truly wrong!"

Hearing this, Chen Jinfeng felt somewhat comforted and suddenly chuckled, "At least you have some self-awareness." She paused, then whispered, "I might as well tell you frankly, I actually do like you a little…"

Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Then you can join my ranks of wives and concubines, after all, I'm a concubine-collecting army, the more the merrier!"

Chen Jinfeng blushed and glanced at him sideways, saying, "I'm a maid from Red Plum Manor, and you're the son of Zhang Wuxia of Wudang. Dare you take me?" Her seductive charm was irresistible.

Zhang Wuji laughed heartily, "There's nothing in this world that I, Zhang Wuji, wouldn't dare to do." With that, he swept Chen Jinfeng up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom.

"You... what are you going to do?" Chen Jinfeng exclaimed in surprise.

"What am I going to do? Of course, it's what you want but can't ask me for directly!" Zhang Wuji laughed loudly.

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