A Joke (Parts 1-10 Complete)

First

, the lush greenery reflected in his eyes, the gentle chirping of birds in his ears—what a beautiful scene in Jiangnan!

Yelü Fenxue wandered among the distant mountains and nearby waters, alone on the stern of the boat, sipping iced plum wine. He was accompanying
his elder brother Yelü Fengyun and sister-in-law on their return to the Song Dynasty to visit relatives. Ostensibly, he was there to keep them company, but in reality, he just wanted to steal a moment of leisure and fulfill his long-cherished
wish to travel around Jiangnan .

Back in Liao, he had often heard how delightful the scenery of the Central Plains was, and how charming the women of Jiangnan were. Taking advantage of this rare
opportunity, he was determined to see all the sights here and explore this paradise on earth.

"Master, shouldn't we be heading back? The Eastern King instructed his subordinates not to let you get so carried away with
your fun you forget the time."

At some point, his attendant Ge'erlang came out of the cabin, spoiling his good mood.

Yelü Fenxue sipped her honeyed wine and looked at him, saying, "You're one of my men, yet you always speak up for my elder brother!

Since he got married, he's become as talkative as a woman. Just ignore him." "

But... but the Eastern King also said that we've been in Song for quite some time now, and it's time to return to Liao
." Ge'erlang's words were awkward after being mocked by his master.

In fact, they had been in Song for nearly three months. During these days, the Southern King spent his days
touring mountains and rivers, admiring the beauty of towering peaks, and his nights indulging in singing and dancing pavilions, moonlit palaces and cloud halls, playing with
all the beautiful women in the world. He was living a life of unrestrained pleasure!

"Go back?!" Yelü Fenxue asked in a surprised tone. "Tell my elder brother I'm not leaving. He can take his
young wife and leave first."

"Master, aren't you going back?" Ge'erlang asked, puzzled. "We've almost traveled all over Jiangnan; there's no
excuse to stay any longer."

Yelü Fenxue pursed his lips, a smile spreading across his handsome face. "You're so silly. I'm only doing this to give
them a chance to be alone. With me by their side along the way, many things are difficult to do, and many things are difficult to say.
On the way back, I'll be sensible and go my separate ways with them."

"Oh." Ge'erlang suddenly understood, a hint of understanding appearing on his previously bewildered face.

He looked at Yelü Fenxue with admiration, seeing his extraordinary and handsome appearance that even women admired,
and couldn't help but sigh.

Having such a beautiful master often made him lose his focus; was it a blessing or a curse?

Take now, for example! His master's messy yet orderly black hair flew freely in the wind, perfectly complementing his handsome
features and aloof demeanor; he was truly a dashing figure.

"Master, when do we set off?"

"Are my elder brothers going back today?" Yelü Fenxue countered.

"I heard they're leaving this afternoon," Ge'erlang replied.

"Then, let's set off in three days." He made the decision immediately, then lightly brushed his hair aside;
every gesture was captivating, making him stand out in the crowd.

Ge'erlang acknowledged the order. "Understood. Shouldn't we return to shore now?"

Yelü Fenxue chuckled softly, a playful curve appearing on his clear, handsome features. "Look at you, in such a hurry,
insisting on dragging me back. What's your purpose? Just say it!"

"Master..." Ge'erlang was secretly startled, "You know?"

"Forget it, your little secret." Yelü Fenxue smiled at his servant who had followed him for many years, speaking ambiguously.

Ge'erlang suddenly blushed. He looked utterly ridiculous.

"I...I'm because...because I'm worried..." He stammered, unable to get a word out.
Anyone unaware of the inside story would find it hard to imagine that such a tall, strong man, whose martial arts skills were not weak, would be so awkward!

"Worried about your Qiao'er?" Yelü Fenxue lowered his voice, his expression full of teasing.

It turned out that three days ago, while strolling in the brothel, Ge'erlang couldn't stand the madam forcing a young girl to work as a prostitute.
He rushed up to the madam, punched her, and even rescued the girl from the brothel.

Naturally, his sudden act of kindness should have ended just like that, but the girl was determined to
cling to him, saying she had no parents, no relatives, no friends, and could only rely on him. She even said that since he had saved her life,
she should serve him for life.

This terrified Ge'erlang! Good heavens, he had always been afraid of serving his master, how could anyone else be the one to serve
him?

The bold young girl didn't give up on the clueless goose, following him wherever he went
. After two days of this, Ge'erlang couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with her.

Hey! Now, he had only come to visit Xiaoyantan with his master, and without Qiao'er by his side,
his usual discomfort was starting to show.

Thinking about it, he really was a servant who forgot his master when he saw a pretty face!

"I... since Master still wants to continue, I will follow. Please just pretend what I just said was nonsense."

He bowed and took a step back to hide the unnatural blush on his face.

Yelü Fenxue's deep chuckle suddenly turned into a wild laugh. "Enough already, stop
polluting this beautiful environment."

"Yes...yes, I misspoke, please forgive me, Master," Ge'erlang said tremblingly.
Whenever his overly handsome and enigmatic master laughed in an unnatural way, he would break out in a cold sweat.

"Alright, let's go back," Yelü Fenxue stopped laughing, speaking as if casually.

"You really want to go back?" Ge'erlang seemed somewhat incredulous.

"Although I'm still not quite done, I don't want to break up this loving couple. Anyway, there are still three days left.
Don't come with ," he casually gave the order.

Ge'erlang suddenly realized he'd been tricked. "No, protecting you is my duty. Besides,
this isn't our Great Liao; I should be with you at all times."

"You came to the Song Dynasty with me, ostensibly to protect me, but really you're just longing for the beauty of Jiangnan. I
can't hide your thoughts from you."

After all, they'd been master and servant for ten years, and he had a keen eye for people's hearts; he knew Ge'erlang's desires perfectly
well.

"Ah?" Ge'erlang scratched his head, embarrassed and unsure how to answer.

"Alright, enough joking. Tell the boatman to turn around!" Yelü Fenxue said, then stood up and stepped
onto the painted boat.

Ge'erlang froze, his face flushing again.

Beside West Lake in Jiangnan stood a grand mansion, the residence of Yu Ding, a wealthy man from Hangzhou.

The wealthy Yu family had a daughter named Yu Yuanyuan, who possessed not only unparalleled beauty but also exceptional skills in music, calligraphy, and painting.
This attracted numerous suitors from noble families and high-ranking officials, all of whom she rejected.

She sought a soulmate, someone with whom she could truly love, but the suitors who came were mostly
dissolute young men, only interested in her looks, not the kind of person she entrusted her life to.

Yu Ding, though often exasperated by her stubbornness, was powerless to stop her. However, his good fortune was short-lived.
At the beginning of the year, Yu Ding became addicted to gambling, losing all his wealth in just three days and incurring
a large debt to loan sharks!

Yu Yuanyuan's future changed drastically in that instant!

"Yuanyuan, I beg you to marry Master Lin. His dowry is enough to pay off all my gambling debts, and he's even promised me
a house to live in in my old age." This was the epitome of desperation.

"Father, he's old enough to be my father!" Yu Yuanyuan looked at her father in disbelief, never imagining
her fate would end up like this.

She had rejected so many young men, and now she was to marry an old man. Rather than this… she would rather die!

"What does it matter if he's older? As long as he's rich, that's all that matters. He likes you so much, he promises
he won't take any more , and he'll provide you with a life of plenty. What more could you want?" Yu Ding had never spoken harshly to her before
, but yesterday the underground bank sent someone to issue an ultimatum: if he didn't repay the money within three days, he would
be executed ! Now that a knife was at his throat, he couldn't care less!

"I don't want a life of plenty, I just want true love—"

"Shut up! What true love? I've spoiled you too much before, letting you always have the word 'love' on your lips.
That's not something a young virgin would say. Aren't you ashamed?" Yu Ding interrupted her protest.

Yuan Yuan fell silent, her expression one of utter despair. Was she really going to marry
Lin Kun, who was nearly thirty years her senior, and live a life worse than death?

"In short, you'll be married in three days, understand?" Yu Ding glanced at her sideways, then strode out of her
room.

Yuan Yuan leaned weakly against the wall, tears streaming down her face… "Master, everything is ready. We can
set off to Liaodong now." Ge'erlang knocked on Yelü Fenxue's door and said respectfully from outside.

"Come in," Yelü Fenxue said softly.

Ge'erlang entered the room and saw his master standing by the window, gazing at the distant West Lake.

Suddenly, Yelü Fenxue said, "Let's go boating on West Lake."

"What? But… but shouldn't we be setting off already?" Ge'erlang frowned, thinking, his master had been touring one mountain after another
, boating on one lake after another. What was so interesting about those mountains and lakes? He felt that West Lake
was exactly the same as the small pond from three days ago, but his master insisted that coming to Hangzhou without visiting West Lake was a wasted trip!

Was it really that serious?

"Let's just say it's the last time. You're really stingy." Yelü Fenxue turned and smiled at him, a smile that almost
captivated him!

Ge'erlang quickly snapped back to reality and cursed himself inwardly. Why did he always let his master's beauty cloud his judgment?

He shouldn't have, he shouldn't have!

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go prepare right away." Ge'erlang immediately withdrew.

Soon, he rented a painted boat. Yelü Fenxue had initially refused to let him come along, fearing he would
grumble the fun, but Ge'erlang swore he wouldn't say a word and insisted on going, so Yelü Fenxue had no choice but to give in.

At this moment, Yelü Fenxue stood at the bow of the boat, admiring the lake and mountains around him, a sight unlike anything he had seen before.

The water was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the clouds and water—the beauty of West Lake truly lived up to its reputation!

It was dusk, and the hazy sky painted the lake a beautiful crimson.

Suddenly, he saw a woman in a wedding robe running towards the lake from the opposite bank, followed by about ten people.

The woman turned around at the shore, glanced at the group, and then, unexpectedly, leaped into the water! The men
stood frozen in shock.

"Heavens! Who will save my daughter?!" Yu Ding's legs went weak with fear, but he couldn't swim and
dared not !

"Yu Ding, if your daughter dies, I'll take back all the dowry I gave you, not a single penny less!"
Lin Kun, seeing the bubbles rising from where Yuan Yuan had fallen, seemed to carry the scent of blood; he feared that even if he rescued her, she would only be half-dead.

Yelü Fenxue couldn't bear to watch any longer. Without a word, she jumped into the lake and swam straight to where Yuan Yuan had fallen.

His actions immediately drew the attention of the onlookers, who held their breath, waiting for the outcome. Even Ge'erlang was
stunned by his master's move, frozen in place!

Soon, Yelü Fenxue emerged from the water like a dragon, effortlessly reaching the shore. This
rare display of agility drew applause and cheers from the crowd!

Yu Ding rushed over, shouting, "Quickly put my daughter down!"

Yelü Fenxue looked at the woman in his arms, barely breathing, her head bleeding from hitting
a rock. Without immediate medical attention, she might not survive.

So he placed Yuanyuan on the ground, lowered his head in front of everyone, and kissed her mouth, breathing his own
breath into her body—although this was an act of saving a life, in the eyes of the conservative Han people, Yuanyuan had been
defiled!

"Let her go! You lecherous scoundrel—" Lin Kun angrily picked up a wooden stick, intending to attack him.

"How dare you!" Ge'erlang had already steered the boat to shore. With a leap, he grabbed a wooden stick and swung it aside, sending Lin Kun flying
far away!

"You... fine, very well, I'm telling you, Yu Ding, I don't want your daughter anymore. I'll send people to bring back all the dowry I
sent ." Lin Kun roared angrily at Yu Ding.

"The dowry is already in my hands. You can't take it back." Yu Ding had tried every means to get this money, so how could he
possibly return it? The two argued, and Yu Ding was pushed into the water by Lin Kun when he wasn't paying attention. Lin Kun was immediately frightened and
ran away with his servants!

"Master?" Ge'erlang pointed at Yu Ding, who was struggling and crying for help in the lake.

Yelü Fenxue narrowed his phoenix eyes, a disdainful sneer curving his lips. "That scoundrel who betrayed his friend for personal gain, let him go."

With that, he turned around and led Yuanyuan onto the pleasure boat, ordering, "Quickly find a doctor, she's
badly injured ."

Meanwhile, Yu Ding sank into the water while he was oblivious, gradually losing consciousness... Yuanyuan suddenly opened
her eyes wide, looked around the unfamiliar room, and found that her mind was completely blank!

Where am I?

She had barely sat up in bed when a tearing pain spread from the back of her head. She touched it and
realized her head was bandaged!

How did she get hurt?

With great difficulty, she got out of bed and, supporting herself against the wall, walked to the door. Looking at the lush greenery outside and the row
of rooms across the way that looked just like hers, she couldn't help but wonder where she was.

"Miss, why are you walking around? Lie down quickly." Qiao'er happened to come in from outside and saw
her standing blankly by the door.

"I…" Yuan Yuan was passively led back to bed and timidly asked Qiao'er, "Where…
where ? How did I get here?"

"This is the [Jinglai Inn]," Qiao'er replied with a smile.

"An inn?"

"Yes, you fell into the water and were injured. Our master rescued you and brought you here." Qiao'er poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Have some water, it'll make you feel better."

"Thank you." Yuan Yuan took the water and drank a sip. Just then, Yelü Fenxue returned from his afternoon tea and
saw this scene as soon as he entered.

"You're awake?" His melodious tone made Yuan Yuan look up from the rim of her cup, and she was immediately captivated!

What a handsome face... Is he a man?

He said to Qiao'er, "You can go now."

After Qiao'er left, Yuan Yuan immediately asked softly, "Did you save me?" "

That's right, you tried to escape your arranged marriage by jumping into the lake, and I saved you." Yelü Fenxue smiled, his dark
eyes fixed on her beautiful face.

"Escaped marriage?" She was taken aback.

He didn't miss her slightly stunned expression; although curious, he still looked at her with his usual calm. "What, still hesitant
about this marriage? It's not your fault. The groom is old enough to be your father; no
woman would willingly marry him."

"I..." Yuan Yuan lowered her face, asking blankly, "May I ask... where do I live? What's my
name?"

Just thinking about it made her head throb with pain, and a wave of dizziness made her grip the bedside tightly.

His handsome face hardened. "You don't know who you are?"

Her eyes were half-closed as if she were thinking hard, but she couldn't make sense of it; all she could feel was a throbbing pain in her head.

"I... I can't remember, my head hurts so much..."

Yelü Fenxue suddenly realized—she had injured her brain and lost her memory!

In fact, he had already sent Ge'erlang to inquire. Her name was Yu Yuan Yuan,
the only daughter As for why she married Lin Kun, that miser, he knew all about it.

But what surprised him was—she had lost her memory!

"Don't you have even the slightest memory?" he said, his expression flat.

She shook her head again. "No...no, I have absolutely no recollection of it. It's as if I
shouldn't ; I'm superfluous."

"No, how can you be superfluous? At least you still have me." Yelü Fenxue's voice was as light as a breeze, seemingly able to easily capture people's hearts
without leaving a trace .

"You?!" Yuan Yuan looked at him in astonishment.

He chuckled, his beautifully shaped lips curving into a lewd smile. Above his handsome nose were a pair of bright, intelligent eyes. Although
his appearance was excessively beautiful, he was also tall and imposing, exuding a kind of magic in every gesture, easily captivating and driving people
mad!

"It's me, Yuan Yuan." Yelü Fenxue's gaze as he looked her over was a mixture of interest and malice.

"My name is Yuan Yuan?" She felt completely lost with this name that seemed both familiar and strange. "What's my
surname? Where do I live? Who are my parents?"

Upon hearing her own name, Yuan Yuan was suddenly filled with a desire to know everything about herself, and her tone
became hurried.

"What do you take me for? A charlatan or a prophet?" He smiled at her flustered face.

"I'm sorry, I..." She lowered her head, extremely embarrassed!

"It's alright, I like your straightforward nature." Yelü Fenxue's lips were full of smiles, and his
tender words had captured all her attention!

Yuan Yuan's heart trembled slightly, and she felt even more embarrassed now.

"Actually, I only know that your name is Yuan Yuan. I heard someone call you that when you were trying to drown yourself.
After never saw that person again." Yelü Fenxue deliberately concealed the truth because he had already decided to bring this Song woman
back to the Liao Dynasty to spice things up.

Ever since his elder brother married his virtuous sister-in-law, he had developed a certain fondness for Han women, and bringing her back to relieve his boredom
wouldn't be bad . At least she could use her to turn away some clingy women from Bachuan!

"Is that so..." she sighed, somewhat disappointed.

"I sent people to investigate, but they found nothing. The only clue was the wedding dress you wore when you drowned yourself
." He asked with a smile, "Should I have someone bring it to you—"

"No, no!" She instinctively felt a fear of that wedding dress and refused to see it no matter what.

"No?" He raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I don't know... I just don't want to see it." Yuan Yuan couldn't explain where that unease came from, it was just
an inner aversion.

Yelü Fenxue nodded knowingly, then sat down in the chair behind the round table. "So, you
have nowhere to go after you recover?"

Yuan Yuan's brows furrowed, her eyes narrowing. "I have nowhere to go. Would you be willing to take me in, young master?"

She understood that although this young master had saved her life, they were complete strangers. Her abrupt
request was unreasonable. But with the world so vast, where could she, someone who had lost her memory, go?

"You want me to take you in?" He smiled, his soft tone carrying a hint of smugness.

"I..." Faced with his appearance, she didn't know how to react.

Suddenly, Yuan Yuan realized she knew nothing about him, only vaguely sensing an elegant
and noble air about him, yet his actions revealed an undeniable arrogance and domineering presence.

"I still don't know your honorable name, young master. Could you tell me, so I can remember it?"

Yelü Fenxue curled his lips, not intending to deceive her. "I come from the Liao Kingdom, and my name is Yelü Fenxue."

"The Liao Kingdom! You are a Khitan?" She didn't remember who had told her any rumors about the Khitans, but she subconsciously
associated them with ruthlessness and cruelty, so she was extremely surprised!

"I'm curious, even though you've lost your memory, you still harbor a
deep-seated , don't you?" His beautiful, wicked eyes narrowed, his gloomy, low voice slowly rising.

Yuan Yuan was intimidated by his somber, arrogant aura and immediately turned her face away, deliberately avoiding
the coldness emanating from him.

"I..." Because of fear, tears inexplicably welled up in her eyes, and she shook her head, saying, "I didn't mean that."

Yelü Fenxue chuckled, his tone full of flippancy and wickedness. "You mean you're not afraid of me?"

How could he not see the fear filling her eyes? This little girl was clearly dishonest!

"You're my savior, I shouldn't be afraid of you," she said softly.

"But actually, you're still terrified of me." He pursed his lips, took two steps closer to her, forced her
against the headboard, and held her tightly to his chest, his hands gripping her sides.

"Young Master! What...what are you doing?"

"Don't call me that so distantly. My name is Yelü Fenxue, you can call me Fenxue." He grabbed her slender
waist, the ambiguous intimacy making her blush!

"Please don't do this, let go—"

"What, you just called me your savior, and now you're treating me like a thief?" He whispered in her
ear , his tone ambiguous and flirtatious.

To his surprise, her naivety and embarrassment ignited a rare fire within him.

"No...isn't that a bit inappropriate!" She turned her face away, trying to avoid his burning, forceful advances.

"Why not? I think the name Fenxue sounds nice, try calling me that." He moved closer to her,
coaxing her softly, his subtle masculine scent captivating her senses.

"Fen..." Before she could finish speaking, two blushes instantly rose to Yuan Yuan's cheeks. Such an intimate address signified
their close relationship; how could she possibly utter it?

"What, can't you say it?" His bright eyes flashed with an intrigued, wicked light, and his alluring breath
warmed her earlobes, making her tremble!

"So embarrassing..." Yuan Yuan shrank her neck, trying to escape the sensitive heat.

Yelü Fenxue's lips twitched slightly, his smile shallow and cold. "You don't need to
feel . Just think about how to repay me."

She looked up in astonishment, meeting his deep, domineering black eyes, and immediately froze as if struck by lightning.

She didn't understand; did he save her only to demand something in return?

"You... how do you want me to repay you?" Her clear, bright eyes stared at him warily, and after asking the
question didn't dare utter a sound for a long time.

Yelü Fenxue suddenly chuckled deeply, a glint of malice flashing in his narrow eyes as he boldly met her clear, bright gaze
. After a long while, he sighed softly in a gentle voice, "Don't be so wary of me. Your terrified eyes have
deeply wounded me, understand?"

Yuan Yuan lowered her head helplessly, her pretty face slightly flushed. "I understand less and less... I don't understand
what it is that you want, young master?"

This man appeared handsome and harmless at first glance, but in the blink of an eye, he was like a soaring
eagle , radiating an undeniable power that made people want to avoid him.

"What do I want?" He approached her with a dangerous smile, savoring her innocent, terrified face.

Just as Yuan Yuan was caught off guard and unable to dodge, Yelü Fenxue's fiery lips descended, covering her tender
lips, instantly freezing all her thoughts. She could only feel his forceful invasion, overwhelmed with shame.

She struggled for a moment, and he released her, only lightly tasting her lips, but he
already found those two pink lips sweet and intoxicatingly soft… “Delicious! I’d better think carefully about what I want
, and to what extent you can give me?” Yelü Fenxue narrowed his eyes, looking at her with a wicked and evil gaze.

Yuan Yuan was stunned, looking dumbfounded.

Extent… what did that mean?

She suddenly realized that his terror seemed beyond her imagination. Suddenly, the legendary ruthlessness of the Khitan people flashed through
her mind, making her whole body tense up!

“Thank you… thank you for saving me, young master. I think I should leave first. I will find a chance
to repay .” She only wanted to escape.

“Eh, didn’t you just ask me to take you in?” Yelü Fenxue’s beautiful black eyes flashed with a strange light, and
the corners of his mouth curled into the aggressive smile unique to a hunter.

"No need to trouble you any further, young master. I think I can find my family myself."

"I saved you, and you're just going to walk away like this? That's too unfair to me, isn't it?" A cold smile escaped his
thin lips , his lowered voice sounding even more seductive.

Yuan Yuan looked away, deliberately suppressing her chaotic thoughts and forcing herself to calm down. "So what exactly do you want?"

"You mean if I let you go, you're willing to provide what I want in return?" he said calmly.

Yuan Yuan's ten fingers dug deeply into her palms, and she nodded nervously.

"A very tempting offer!" He stroked his chin, seemingly thinking with great interest.

"Please... please tell me quickly. Do you want me to work for you, young master, or be your servant for as long as you want?
I don't want to owe you any favors."

His handsome features then hardened, his habitually smiling lips turning into a cold expression. "You really want to draw a clear
line ?"

Yuan Yuan was stunned, unable to utter a rebuttal. He was right. She was afraid of the Khitans, but even more afraid of the demonic energy that coursed through his
eyes , a power that seemed to erode her consciousness bit by bit, leaving her with a
sense of helpless fear.

"Rest well. I'll tell you when I've thought things through. We're setting off back to Liao soon. I'll have
Qiao'er come in and see what you need, and help you prepare."

With that, Yelü Fenxue let out a low, seductive laugh before leaving the room. Yuan Yuan
felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she slumped weakly into a chair.

He was going back to Liao, and he was going to forcibly take her away… How could she escape?

Chapter Two

After ten days of travel, they finally reached the border of Liao. However, Yuan Yuan wasn't taken directly back to the "Pingnan
General's Mansion," but instead brought to the north and settled in the wolf lord's stronghold.

In fact, from the very beginning of their journey back to Liao, Yelü Fenxue hadn't accompanied her; she had been with other guards and Qiao'er…
She arrived here escorted by her son. According to Qiao'er, Yelü Fenxue was staying in the Central Plains on some business and wouldn't
return until the next day.

Faced with everything unfamiliar, Yuan Yuan felt a deep sense of panic. She wanted to leave, but in this vast sea of people, where could a
woman go?

Yuan Yuan, her name was Yuan Yuan. Did she have parents, brothers, or sisters? Where did she live? Where was she from? Why did
she run away from her arranged marriage and commit suicide? Why couldn't she remember anything? A deep-seated panic and helplessness enveloped her,
making her tremble uncontrollably… When would she regain her memories and stop living such a helpless life?

After ten days of rest, the injury on the back of her head had completely healed, but the outward healing didn't mean
everything was back to normal. She still couldn't remember the past, like a drifting duckweed, lost and without a home.

Who could tell her who she was?

Yuan Yuan slumped over the table, her voice heavy with sorrow. The feeling of being forgotten, of forgetting everyone, filled her with
anguish and emptiness.

Yelü Fenxue—what kind of person was he?

These past few days, she had noticed everyone calling him "King" or "Master," and his attendants were
far from ordinary servants. Not only were they highly skilled in martial arts, but their speech was also refined. If even his subordinates possessed such bearing, then his status
must be extraordinary, certainly not that of an ordinary person… How much did he truly know about her? Why did she always feel that he was hiding something from her, unwilling
to confide the truth?

Knock knock.

A brief knocking sound pulled Yuan Yuan back to reality. Thinking it was Qiao'er, she immediately responded, "The door
isn't bolted, please come in."

But it wasn't Qiao'er who entered, but a strange man!

"Who are you?" Yuan Yuan asked warily.

"I am the Wolf Lord here, Hu Ya Yi."

"Wolf Lord?!" Having grown up in the Central Plains, this term was completely foreign to her.

"You're the Southern King's woman, aren't you?" Hu Yayi stared at her, his expression a mixture of amazement and
surprise , with a hint of ulterior motive.

"I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't know any Southern King," Yuan Yuan
replied impatiently, lowering her head, unable to bear his blatant probing gaze.

"You don't know him? Really? Haven't you seen Yelü Fenxue?" He shrugged his thick shoulders, looking
incredulous.

"Him!" Yuan Yuan clutched her chest. "He's the Southern King?"

"It seems you know nothing... That's strange," Hu Yayi said, puzzled.

As far as he knew, the Southern King often brought different women here for vacations. Because this place was near the north, with a
cold climate, it was indeed a good summer retreat during the hot summer months.

Especially the Kruya Mountains, though covered in snow year-round, possess natural hot springs that are cool
in summer and warm in winter. Therefore, the Southern King ordered the construction of an exquisite wooden cabin there for enjoying
the hot springs.

This time, the woman the Southern King brought seemed a little different; she was said to be a Song woman, no wonder she had such a slender and graceful
figure. If she weren't already taken, he really couldn't resist wanting to play with her.

What puzzled him was why the Southern King hadn't come along. Usually, when he brought a beautiful woman, he would never
neglect her, unless he simply didn't care.

If that were the case, then he… Hu Yayi smiled directly at Yuan Yuan, a smile that revealed his
ambition to covet her beauty.

"I don't understand anything. Don't say anymore, I want to rest." Yuan Yuan intentionally drove him away, because
his words had already caused quite a stir in the earth's core.

Yelü Fenxue was a king, a Southern King she could never reach!

"Don't do this, I still have something to say to you." Hu Yayi didn't intend to leave.

"I'm sorry, I'm really tired."

"You—"

"That young lady has already told you to leave, what's the point of you lingering here?"

Yelü Fenxue had just stepped into the room when she saw this scene. It seemed this woman really had the ability to attract attention
, even the usually arrogant Hu Yayi couldn't escape her allure.

"Your Majesty, you've arrived?" Upon seeing him, Hu Yayi immediately took a step back, no longer daring
to approach Yuanyuan so brazenly.

"I've been here for a while." Yelü Fenxue emphasized the words "a while."

Hu Yayi was taken aback, unsure how to explain his previous persistent behavior.

As one of the four wolf lords, the Northern Wolf Lord, although he was a step below the Sixth Court King in rank, he
didn't to be so obsequious.

But for some reason, their Sixth King possessed such an imposing presence that it unconsciously made him lower his own status, becoming timid and hesitant
in his responses .

Yelü Fenxue smiled and said, "Let me introduce you. Her name is Yuanyuan, she's my woman, understand?" He called it
an introduction, but in reality, he was declaring his ownership.

"I—" Yuanyuan wanted to retort, but he suddenly pulled her into his arms, pinching her slender waist with two fingers in an ambiguous way,
leaving her stunned and speechless.

"Uh… I understand." Hu Yayi smiled awkwardly. "I'll immediately order a welcome banquet to be prepared, hoping
Your Majesty can bring Miss Yuanyuan along."

"You've thought of everything quite thoughtfully. Alright, I'll be there on time." Yelü Fenxue smiled slightly.

"It's my duty."

"Thank you. Yuanyuan and I will be inconvenient for several days, please trouble the Wolf Lord." Yelü Fenxue returned the courtesy.

"Your Majesty is too kind." Hu Yayi said respectfully.

"Could you please step outside for a moment? It's been a long time since I've spoken to or flirted with my woman,"
Yelü Fenxue said calmly, his voice gentle yet commanding.

"Of course," Hu Yayi forced a smile and immediately left.

As soon as he was gone, Yuanyuan pushed Yelü Fenxue away. "Why did you say such things?"

"When did I say anything nonsensical, and what did I say?" He smiled in bewilderment, his handsome
features becoming even more captivating with that smile.

Yuanyuan lowered her head, trying to shake off this unpleasant feeling, and said timidly, "I'm not your woman.
How could you say that?"

"Oh, aren't you?" Yelü Fenxue remained unfazed. "You're with me now, what else are you but my woman
? I, Yelü Fenxue, am not a philanthropist, and I will not unconditionally take in a helpless orphan girl. You should understand ."
"I understand."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yuan's heart trembled with horror. Could it be that he was going to...? No, she would never sell herself!

"Please don't force me." On the way to the Liao Dynasty, Qiao'er had told her

how Khitan soldiers raped and abducted Song women before the Song and Liao dynasties became allied. She had also said that she never thought she would fall for a Khitan man
, but this was fate, and she couldn't escape it!

Heavens, was he going to do this to her too?

"I, Yelü Fenxue, never force women." He laughed wildly.

"Then please let me repay you with labor." She said timidly.

"Labor? Look at your delicate skin, what kind of labor can you do?" His dark, blazing eyes
stared at .

"I..." She couldn't think of anything she could do. In fact, Yelü Fenxue knew that, having been pampered since childhood
, she had hardly ever done any physically demanding work besides needlework, embroidery, painting, calligraphy, and
music .

That's why he was so brazenly sarcastic. Moreover, now that she had lost her memory, it was even more difficult for her to know what she was good at!

"What, speechless?" He lifted her chin and chuckled.

"I...I can learn." She said shyly.

"Learn? Forget it, how long would I have to wait for you to learn?" Yelü Fenxue laughed smugly, bringing his breath close to her face and
blowing hot air on her lips.

"Uh..." Yuan Yuan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Why don't you come with me?" His fingers lightly touched her chin, caressing and teasing her.

"No...no, young master, don't joke around." Yuan Yuan stammered in panic.

"Not at all. I just want you to listen to me and obey me in everything, and I will take care of you for the rest of my life." Yelü
Fenxue's tone was indifferent but incredibly arrogant.

Yuan Yuan's cold beauty suited his taste, and he only wanted to possess this delicate flower, to make her completely obedient to
him .

Although this little woman was currently wary of him, one day he would make her willingly offer her her heart, and never
leave him.

Yuan Yuan gasped. "You can't force someone."

"You won't think that way in a moment." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled her into his arms, his long tongue
lightly licking her slightly parted red lips.

Yuan Yuan stiffened, but she couldn't resist his forceful methods, while his tongue cunningly
licked along the corner of her lips, then her chin, and finally her soft neck, where it suddenly caught sight of a novel chain.

Yelü Fenxue asked curiously, "What is this?"

She looked back, "I don't know either, let me go."

"Since you don't know, then give it to me."

"No!" She hurriedly pressed down on the pendant, "It's the only thing left on me, perhaps it can prove my
origins—"

"So stingy!" Yelü Fenxue released her, glancing at her with a wicked smile, "I can buy
you something better later."

"No, I only want it." Yuan Yuan's delicate eyebrows furrowed, her eyes narrowing.

"You're very stubborn." He narrowed his cold eyes, raising his sword-like eyebrows with interest, "Do you know who I am?"

This girl probably didn't understand his identity, which was why she always dared to oppose him.

"I...I know." She leaned back, dodging his maliciously hot breath.

"You really know who I am?" Yelü Fenxue chuckled, "Since you know, tell me, I
want to know how well you understand me."

"The...Great King of the Southern Court..." This was the title she had heard frequently these past few days.

"Not bad, it seems you know me quite well." With that, he reached inside her clothes, kneading
her breasts outside her bodice.

"Ah, no!" She was startled, never expecting the outwardly refined and handsome man to transform into
such a !

Yelü Fenxue refused to give up easily, and proceeded to strip her clothes off, leaving her jade-like body in only
a red bodice!

A wave of humiliation washed over her, and tears streamed uncontrollably down his clothes—"Why
cry so much? Every woman goes through this once." A smirk played on his lips, utterly arrogant!

"I'm not that kind of woman…" she sobbed hoarsely.

"How many women wish I would do this to them but cannot? I doubt you truly understand the power of the 'Southern King'
?" Yelü Fenxue breathed softly in her ear.

That warm breath burned against Yuan Yuan's innocent senses, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

"I don't want to know..." Yuan Yuan realized the awkwardness of her situation, and in her defensiveness, she had only pushed herself into
a corner.

"This isn't the attitude one should have towards their benefactor." His deep voice carried a hint of amusement, as if he were
laughing at her naivety.

At this moment, her entire back was pressed against the bedpost, and she was just a step away from falling onto the bed. She felt uneasy and
froze unable to move.

"Please go away." Although she no longer remembered anything from the past,
she could not forget the deeply ingrained moral principles she had upheld since childhood. She knew that her body should never be touched by a man casually.

"You're really funny. I've never seen a woman who sees me as a snake and is so afraid of me." Yelü
Fenxue said as he moved closer to her, his bewitching eyes like unfathomable whirlpools, ready to
devour .

"Ah—" His sudden approach made Yuan Yuan retreat hastily, and as he wished, she fell onto the soft mattress.
"I didn't expect you to be so impatient." He smiled wickedly.

Yuan Yuan gasped in surprise as she opened her eyes, only to be met with a pair of mesmerizing, deep eyes. She then found herself
pulled into his arms!

"Let me go—" she cried, desperately pushing against his chest to prevent any too close contact.

The owner of those deep eyes burst into laughter, finding her sensitive reaction intriguing. "Don't be so agitated. You
're crying like a baby, as if I've offended you."

Yelü Fenxue's lips curled into a cold smile, revealing a deep, wicked aura.

Suddenly, he pulled the red string from her bodice and snatched the small piece of fabric from her chest!

"Give it back—" she cried, desperately trying to grab it, but instead of taking the fabric, she ended up placing her two
snow-white breasts in his rough hands.

"Ah!" Yuan Yuan tried to escape, but her breasts were completely grasped by him, creating an extremely ambiguous scene.

"No..." Tears streamed down her cheeks, a pang of pain rising from within her for her lost chastity.

"Now, you absolutely cannot survive without me. Don't be stubborn, understand?" He
chuckled , his fingers returning to her breasts
, gently pinching her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, his deep, intense eyes fixed on her bewildered and terrified gaze. In an instant, a jolt of electricity shot through
her body from his malicious touch!

"You..." She parted her lips slightly, staring at him in horror.

This man was a demon; his gaze always held a hidden meaning and a hint of lewdness! Yuan Yuan was panicked,
unsure how to escape him.

"Without you, I... can still live..." she said
haltingly .

Yelü Fenxue watched her fearful and defensive expression with a half-smile. "If you were to starve to death
without knowing your origins, wouldn't that be pitiful?"

He chuckled, then lowered his head to take her pink nipple into his mouth. This intimate and inappropriate act sent
a shiver down Yuan Yuan's spine.

Her face flushed crimson, a rosy glow spreading from her pale neck to her full breasts, her
body trembling slightly.

"How's your decision? Am I right?"

Yelü Fenxue's eyes blazed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched her suddenly flushed, white breasts. A few strands of hair fluttered down,
creating a captivating allure… incredibly seductive!

"I…" She widened her eyes, meeting his dark gaze.

"If you give yourself to me, I will reciprocate with the same sincerity." His voice was barely audible,
their bodies almost touching.

Yuan Yuan furrowed her brow, silently staring at him.

She didn't understand what he wanted from her. Her utterly ordinary body?

His status was so high, how could his life lack women? He could probably get a woman as
easily as picking something out of a bag.

But she wasn't the kind of woman he was looking for. She didn't flaunt her charms or try to please him, so why did he still want her?

In an instant, a thousand expressions flashed across Yuan Yuan's face. She was a
woman without guile, unable to conceal her thoughts, and Yelü Fenxue naturally saw through her thoughts at a glance.

"Don't understand why I want you, do you?" His smile was unfathomable, tinged with a hint of cunning.

She looked back at him blankly, surprised that he could read her mind.

He raised his lips, and as she was slightly taken aback, he bent down and licked her cherry-like pink bud, his tongue gently teasing her…
…A sudden burst of passionate sucking shattered Yuan Yuan's will!

"Ah—" She suddenly opened her eyes wide, gazing into his alluring black pupils, which were burning with passion, and finally couldn't help but let out a
soft moan.

"Because from the moment I first saw you, I fell in love with you at first sight. Otherwise, why would I have jumped
into that icy lake to save you? Why would I have gone to all the trouble of calling doctors to treat you? It's not for anything else, but because I've fallen in love with
you." Yelü Fenxue said softly, flirting.

"You...you're not lying to me..." She felt a tremor in her heart at his approaching masculinity, and even more afraid of the feeling of his hands grasping her
breasts .

Shouldn't this be something only intimate couples do? Still ignorant and confused, Yuan Yuan wondered in confusion.

"Don't worry, I, Yelü Fenxue, never speak jokingly." He smiled, a strange light gleaming in his eyes.

Yuan Yuan stared at him blankly with wide, hazy eyes. It was undeniable that she had let down her guard because of his words
, and her heart and soul were gradually becoming dependent on him.

This sudden change was truly baffling to her, yet irresistible… Actually, it wasn't surprising. From
the first moment she saw his extraordinary bearing and excessively handsome face, hadn't she been captivated by him? It was just that
the traditional values ingrained in her mind required her to be reserved, not to so easily fall for a stranger.

"Hmm?" Yelü Fenxue's eyes burned with desire as he whispered in her ear, "Look at you, you've thought about it for so long, have you come to a conclusion
yet?" He impatiently lifted her skirt, grabbing her ankle and caressing her alluring calves.
A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she trembled slightly, but the intense resistance she felt before was gone.

"I… I'm willing to follow you, young master."

For a virgin like her to say these words was truly difficult, wasn't it? Seeing her stammering, Yelü Fenxue
couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What… are you laughing at?" Yuan Yuan asked softly, worried that she had agreed too quickly.

Yelü Fenxue pursed his lips, gazing at her instantly flushed cheeks. "Laughing at your cuteness." His large hand continued
to move upwards along her calf. His voice was as soft as velvet. "Aren't you afraid of me anymore?"

"Afraid..." Her voice trembled even more, stammering.

"Oh?" He asked again with a teasing smile, "Is it because of what I'm doing?" His movements were gentle, his slender fingers
rubbing back and forth against the inside of her thigh, his gaze fixed on her blushing face. "How does it feel?"

"Hmm..." She murmured in confusion, not understanding the meaning behind his words. "What?"

He chuckled, his deep voice infused with allure, "Do you like me touching you like this?"

Yuan Yuan's body tensed up suddenly, unsure how to respond.

Yelü Fenxue suddenly pulled his hand away, and to Yuan Yuan's surprise, he straightened her clothes, laughing,
"You still know nothing about matters of love between men and women. I'll teach you slowly. You must be tired after traveling for several days,
go to sleep !"

He abruptly stood up, intending to leave.

"Where are you going?" she blurted out.

"You don't want me to leave?" he smiled back at her.

"I..."

"As the [Southern Court King], I have many state affairs to attend to. I'll come to see you later after I've dealt with them." With that,
he left with a smile.

Yuan Yuan suddenly felt helpless, her thoughts still lingering on his words "I love you," her little face burning hot.
"Master, Lord Feng Zhuo has arrived." Ge'erlang quickly entered the inner hall of the North Village and
reported .

"Please come in quickly." Yelü Fenxue said casually.

Soon, Feng Zhuo strode into the inner hall. Upon seeing Yelü Fenxue, he cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Great King of the Southern Court."

He then turned and nodded to Hu Yayi, "Lord of the Northern Stronghold."

"Sit down, let's talk things out," Yelü Fenxue said with a wave of his hand.

Feng Zhuo sat down and slowly said, "Another person in the First-Class Hall has died suddenly. Counting from this, it's the [number]th [number] this month..."
"Eighteen people."

"Eighteen people!" Yelü Fenxue stroked his chin and pondered.

Yipintang was the largest sect in the Khitan martial arts world, with a status equivalent to Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains. However, in the past month,
Yipintang had experienced a series of sudden deaths of masters and disciples, with the causes of death unknown.

Just one day before Yelü Fenxue was about to return to Liao, he received a fast letter stating that the Liao Emperor was eager to summon him
. He rushed back to Liao, only to learn that the Liao Emperor intended to send him to investigate the matter. Since Yipintang was located in the north, he simply
moved directly to Beizhai.

"Who on earth is so audacious as to challenge Yipintang?" Ge'erlang exclaimed upon hearing this.

"It's precisely because it's unknown that it's frightening." Hu Yayi answered for Feng Zhuo.

"Has the coroner examined the bodies?" Yelü Fenxue asked again.

"Yes, he has." Feng Che replied respectfully.

"The cause?"

"The cause is unknown."

"What?" Yelü Fenxue suddenly raised her eyebrows, asking impatiently, "Could it be that they can't even
find ? What kind of coroner is this?"

"Your Majesty, you misunderstand." Feng Che immediately stood up and said, "The deceased's body was black and stiff, indicating poisoning,
but..."

"Speak!" Yelü Fenxue narrowed her eyes, already prepared to hear more.

"But we can't diagnose what kind of poison it was. Not only that, they had all lost their internal energy before they died, and their deaths were extremely
gruesome." Feng Zhuo continued, his expression tense.

If this situation continued, Yipintang would soon disappear from the martial arts world, which would not only be
a loss for the Liao Dynasty, but also a great disgrace.

"Yes, that's what I found in my investigation. This is already considered an unsolved case." Hu Yayi also said.

"An unsolved case? You're just giving up like this?" Yelü Fenxue raised her eyebrows, her eyes cold.

Feng Zhuo bowed respectfully. "I haven't given up, but this case is extremely time-consuming and laborious to investigate; it won't
be resolved in just a few days."

Yelü Fenxue's sharp black eyes gleamed. "Who is the current leader of Yipin Hall?"

"The old man Wuwo. However, he enjoys traveling and has now handed over the acting leadership to his eldest disciple, Boyi."

"Does he have any enemies in the martial world?" Yelü Fenxue assessed several possibilities.

"As a member of the martial world, making enemies is inevitable, but it wouldn't necessarily require such brutal methods to
kill someone. I suspect..." Feng Zhuo paused deliberately.

"Their goal is the entire Liao Kingdom?" Yelü Fenxue's thin lips parted slightly, slowly uttering
the rest of the sentence .

"That's exactly what I'm thinking." Feng Zhuo was secretly surprised.

He had to admire this young Southern King. He had investigated this case for a long time before finally figuring out this much,
but the Southern King had only heard a rough outline and made the same conjecture!

No wonder the Emperor values the "Six Courts King" of the General of the South's mansion so highly.

"If it truly is poison, and the coroner couldn't detect it, it must be a master poisoner. Send someone to investigate if there are
any shady gangs in this area," Yelü Fenxue ordered.

"Yes, sir."

After Fengche withdrew, Huya asked, "Your Majesty, what about us?" "

Three days later, we'll make a trip to Yipin Hall. This time, we'll investigate with our own eyes," Yelü Fenxue said casually.

"Ge'erlang, prepare all the necessary antidote these next few days and carry it with you."

"Your subordinate will take care of it immediately."

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