Chapter Two of the Romantic Continent: A Heart of Ice

The thin black silk bra slowly slid down, gradually revealing her alabaster breasts.

Gilmans's hand gently caressed her smooth, delicate shoulders; the feeling of her fair, tender skin was simply incomparable. Gilmans had waited a long time for this day, so he decided to fully enjoy the beauty before him.

Through the thin bra, Gilmans's hand touched her firm, high breasts. The fragrance of her skin and her amazing elasticity immediately filled his heart.

"Excellent!" Gilmans murmured in Yuzhu's ear, "For a beauty like you, Ye Tianlong actually let you leave his side; he really has no taste! Now let me pamper you properly!"

Her slender yet voluptuous body was explored up and down, and complex, ever-changing expressions flashed in Yuzhu's beautiful eyes, her snow-white, tender skin trembling irregularly.

“Be my woman!” Gilmans’s breathing grew more rapid. The jade-like body before him, its alluring upper body, had completely captivated his attention.

“My little darling, you are mine…you are mine…”

His hot breath brushed against her smooth, delicate neck, and Gilmans’s words echoed incessantly in Yuzhu’s ears, gradually penetrating the depths of her heart.

“You are my little darling…my little darling…”

As if something deep within her heart had been touched, Yuzhu’s heart pounded violently. Fragments of memories suddenly flashed through her mind. Though scattered and fragmented, they were enough to clear her mind.

“Have I forgotten something?”

A light shone in Yuzhu’s heart. Sweet memories flooded her mind like a tide, igniting something suppressed in darkness within her. This light grew larger and brighter.

“My lover!”

Yuzhu’s beautiful eyes lit up instantly. A blurry image flashed through her mind, but this image grew clearer and brighter.

"Young Master...Young Master!!"

Yu Zhu's voice was initially low, then she cried out sharply. She knew what was being suppressed in her consciousness; the man shrouded in darkness revealed his smile, a smile so warm.

"I really can't take it anymore!!"

Gilmans was no longer satisfied with just caressing and groping; the thought of slowly enjoying it was immediately thrown to the back of his mind. His hand grabbed Yu Zhu's belt; pulling it down any further would reveal her entire body.

Yu Zhu's scream made Gilmans pause. After recognizing the sound of Yu Zhu's scream, he couldn't help but sneer, saying triumphantly, "Haha! Now your young master can't possibly come to save you! Just keep screaming! You may not know, but in a man's eyes, a woman's cries are priceless treasures, extremely pleasurable!"

This verbal toy fueled an even stronger desire in Gilmans' heart. Knowing that Yu Zhu's mind was already controlled by the divine power of the "Dark Moon Mask" and that she couldn't offer any further resistance, he was even more excited.

But Gilmans was completely unaware that a terrifying black lightning flashed in Yuzhu's eyes at that moment. It was a flame from the endless darkness, a forbidden act that had violated the divine contract with the gods, causing cracks in the divine power of the "Dark Moon Mask," a thousand-year-old secret of the Moon Temple that controlled Yuzhu's mind.

Just as Gilmans, whose desire had reached its peak, was about to act again, a terrible disaster suddenly struck.

"Get out of here! You pig!!"

A sharp shout rang in his ears like thunder, followed by a resounding slap that knocked him off the bed.

The smug Gilmans hadn't expected this to happen at such a crucial moment, and the sharp pain on his face made him feel dizzy. He stood up in a daze, not yet truly understanding what was happening, when Yuzhu's toes were already at his chest.

The delicate, exquisite foot felt wonderful to hold, but a single blow could be excruciating. Moreover, Jade Pearl had struck in a fit of rage, extinguishing not only Gilimans's burning desire but, more unfortunately, the immense force of the blow struck his lower body.

A scream was followed by a dull thud.

Gilimans's massive body slid from the ground to the corner of the wall, slamming heavily against it, causing the wall to shake. Suddenly, stars filled his vision. For an ordinary expert, these two blows would likely have taken a heavy toll on their life.

Even with Gilimans's superior martial arts skills and the protective inner energy he cultivated that could activate instantly upon impact, the sheer power of Jade Pearl's attack was still overwhelming. Most noticeably, blood seeped from his mouth and nose, indicating internal organ damage. At this moment, his hands were tightly clutching his groin, and the contorted expression on his face revealed his extreme pain.

"I am the young master's woman, how dare you, you fat pig, have such thoughts?!"

Yu Zhu quickly dressed, leaped off the bed, and went to Gilimans, who was sitting on the floor groaning with blood trickling from his mouth.

"You deserve to die! I'll chop off your filthy hands!!"

Her eyes flashed with a murderous intent that chilled Gilimans to the bone. Although he didn't understand why Yu Zhu, whose mind had been under control, had suddenly regained consciousness, this was not the time to seek answers; preserving his own life was paramount.

As Gilimans had expected, Yu Zhu's attacks were like a storm, leaving him no time to call for help or offer any explanation. Only now did he truly understand the extent of Hua Rou's praise for Yu Zhu's martial arts prowess.

Resistance was futile. Hand strikes landed on his hands, foot strikes on his feet; it seemed his secret temple martial arts training had been completely forgotten, utterly useless. His energy dissipated, his power vanished, his mind and spirit distorted.

Gilimans imagined himself as the anvil, being relentlessly hammered by the blacksmith's sledgehammer. He felt dizzy, stars flashing before his eyes, his vision blurred, and pain surged like a tidal wave.

"Ouch... Oh..."

he could only instinctively cry out; the relentless blows were threatening to break his mind. A fat body slumped and rose, slumped again, each powerful punch and palm striking flesh with an explosive sound—the sound of his protective potential being shattered.

"Stop!" Hua Rou's voice finally rang out at the doorway, sounding like heavenly music to Gilimans' ears.

The two maids Hua Rou had brought to lead the way rushed over, trying to rescue their poor mistress from Yu Zhu's clutches. But they were no match for the enraged Yu Zhu. Before they could even get close, Yu Zhu separated them with a single blow, sending them flying five feet away.

Seeing this, a terrified Hua Rou quickly tried to distract Yu Zhu, activating the mysterious spiritual power on her "Dark Moon Mask" to disrupt her mind. She then stepped forward to block Yu Zhu's ferocious attack on Gilmans.

The two women's fight was a breathtakingly rapid exchange, each move unpredictable and impossible to discern. Only the rapid flashing of figures and the indistinguishable movements of hands and feet made it a battle of divine will; offensive and defensive techniques were irrelevant.

The entire luxurious room was devastated, shattered beyond recognition by the scattered energy, its opulent furniture reduced to fragments. Hua Rou gradually retreated, slowly leading Yu Zhu out of the room.

Grunting and groaning, Gilemans finally managed to get up from the ground. Looking at the messed-up room, he felt his muscles ache even more. Looking down, he realized his groin was covered in blood. A deafening scream erupted from the ruined room.

"Ah! What happened?! My...my...I...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Because this was the inner chamber of the Left Prime Minister's residence, no one dared approach without Gilemans's orders. So, although there was chaos inside, no one in the residence knew. Naturally, Gilemans's pitiful screams went unheard. Just

as he was about to beat his chest in despair, the slightest movement felt as if his muscles had disintegrated. Upon closer inspection, he was horrified to discover that he had suffered severe internal injuries; eighty percent of his strength had been lost.

After hastily circulating his internal energy for a while, Gilmans finally recovered some of his strength. Just as he was about to leave dejectedly, a figure flashed, and Hua Rou reappeared at the door, her face extremely pale.

"You really are quite capable! You actually withstood such a blow from her." Hua Rou's tone was clearly sarcastic. "However, don't try anything like that again, otherwise, I won't be able to control her anymore."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Gilmans could only swallow his anger. He deliberately groaned loudly to avoid Hua Rou discovering that he was secretly practicing the temple's secret martial arts techniques.

Hua Rou tilted her head back and sniffed slightly. Her expression softened, and she said calmly, "Thank goodness, it turns out you used drugs. I thought her mind control had malfunctioned!"

Seeing Gilmans's bruised and swollen face, Hua Rou felt a mixture of amusement and apprehension.

"However, you're blind. She's the most talented woman in our Dark Clan for thousands of years. How could your medicine possibly subdue her? You're lucky you weren't killed." After saying a few more words, Hua Rou gracefully left.

"This is my last warning: never try anything with her again. Otherwise, even if you're a privileged elder of foreign affairs, I'll have no choice but to use the Temple's laws to punish you!"

Hua Rou's words drifted into Gilimans' ears from the corridor. He almost shouted out in a fit of rage, "In my current state, how can I possibly have any ideas about women? She's ruined my..." After

venting his anger, Gilimans suddenly remembered that he needed to find a skilled doctor immediately. Perhaps there was still a way to restore his damaged meridians. Otherwise, the thought of never being able to enjoy women again was worse than death!

With that thought, he hurriedly left, secretly sending people to search for renowned doctors and effective remedies.

Gulimans didn't reveal the complete truth, and Hua Rou couldn't deduce it either, leaving neither of them unaware that subtle changes had already occurred within Yu Zhu's mind. Although Hua Rou immediately used the dark divine power of the "Dark Moon Mask" to veil Yu Zhu's mind again, a glimmer of light remained deep within Yu Zhu's heart, causing fragments of the past to flash through her mind, allowing her to ponder the origins of those hazy memories.

This was also due to Hua Rou's excessive confidence in the power of the "Dark Moon Mask," after all, this mask was a peerless artifact personally crafted by the Heavenly God Yue, capable of unleashing the dark side deep within a person's heart, thus exerting control over their mind. Therefore, even extraordinary experts like Yu Zhu were not immune.

But this time, Gulimans, using methods he had secretly learned to activate the power of the "Dark Moon Mask" in an attempt to control Yu Zhu's mind, instead triggered the Heavenly God's contract within Yu Zhu's heart, causing the dark demonic power to carve a breach in Yu Zhu's controlled mind.

For several days, the absence of Gilemans from court meetings aroused considerable suspicion. The Left Chancellor had fallen ill at this crucial time and refused to see any outsiders.

"Something must be amiss!" This thought naturally arose in the minds of the ministers.

As Gilemans's greatest adversary, Yuna was particularly perplexed. Gilemans had been carrying out various actions against him with great intensity recently, and this sudden move was a complete surprise.

Yuna, after reviewing all the intelligence at his disposal, could not deduce Gilemans's motive. Therefore, he could only remind himself to be vigilant and not allow Gilemans's treacherous scheme to succeed.

After instructing his men to keep a close eye on Gilimans's group, Yunaya glanced at one of his subordinates, who immediately reported, "Your Highness, news from Qingzhou has arrived, but..."

A slight hesitation in his expression didn't escape Yunaya's sharp gaze: "What exactly happened?"

"Princess is with Ye Tianlong every day now, they..." The subordinate dared not continue, for he saw his master's expression suddenly change.

Yunaya's expression shifted, a terrifying light flashing in his eyes. After a long pause, he murmured, "She really went to see Ye Tianlong. What's so good about that bastard..."

The subordinates standing in front of Yunaya didn't dare breathe, waiting silently. Yunaya suddenly sighed, waved them away, and fell into deep thought.

"What are our guests doing?" Ye Tianlong sat comfortably in his chair, looking completely relaxed.

Sitting opposite him, Green Hibiscus seemed quite relaxed, smiling as she said, "They're incredibly busy! Gathering intelligence everywhere, inquiring about your performance, General."

"Haha," Ye Tianlong couldn't help but laugh, "Then their gains must be substantial, right?"

"Yes!" Green Hibiscus nodded, saying very seriously, "As you instructed, we all tried our best to meet their demands, revealing all the good things about you, General."

"Wait," Ye Tianlong was taken aback, "When did I say such a thing?"

"Hehe, I think General wanted them to know about you, didn't you?" Green Hibiscus smiled brightly, "Anyway, it's free publicity, so why not spread it even more?"

"You, you..." Ye Tianlong was speechless with anger. Looking at the mature and beautiful woman's mischievous smile, he suddenly stood up, moved his face close to Green Hibiscus, and looked down at her condescendingly, "Aren't you giving me too much face by doing this?"

Looking at Ye Tianlong's face so closely, Green Hibiscus suddenly felt flustered. Her mouth opened and closed twice, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Seeing the flustered expression on the face of this woman who always gave him headaches, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure. Because the Green Hibiscus couple were his saviors, and they were very effective in managing the Tianlong secret service, even though Green Hibiscus often did things that made him both laugh and cry, Ye Tianlong couldn't do anything about it.

"I still have to entertain our guests. You must make good arrangements and ensure they leave satisfied!"

After watching this rare scene for a while, Ye Tianlong laughed and left, leaving Green Hibiscus sitting there with a rather complicated expression. After a long while, she lazily stood up.

The imperial envoy from Esnia, Mi Shulan, had received a warm welcome from Ye Tianlong in Qingzhou these past few days. He was arranged to stay at the Rainbow Garden, the most beautiful garden in Qingzhou City. For five consecutive days, Ye Tianlong hosted lavish banquets for him and his entourage, with singing, dancing, and entertainment—a treatment that naturally pleased Mi Shulan immensely.

On the sixth day, Mi Shulan began to busy himself with meeting with officials of all levels in Qingzhou. At this time, Ye Tianlong did not disturb his activities, because the five beauties bestowed by the emperor had been officially delivered to his residence by Mi Shulan.

Ye Tianlong understood perfectly well that King Andre III's bestowal of beauties upon him at this time was a subtle test. He was known for his womanizing ways, and if the rumors were true—that he was a divine dragon incarnate—his behavior would undoubtedly change drastically, at least differing from his previous actions.

He also knew that the Imperial Envoy, Mi Shulan, had brought a large entourage to facilitate investigations through various channels; the emperor's two-pronged approach was undeniably meticulous. However, he was secretly puzzled that his father-in-law, in the afterlife, would use such a method.

After the five beauties were delivered to Tianlong Mansion, Yu Fengwu, the mistress of the mansion, naturally received their greetings, while Long Ling'er stood beside her. This allowed the two of them to secretly observe the five beauties and offer their opinions to Ye Tianlong.

Since it was a gift from the emperor, Ye Tianlong had no choice but to accept it. According to the regulations of the Fast Empire, the emperor's gifts were supreme and could never be given away.

Upon first glance at the five beauties, two particularly striking women caught Ye Tianlong's attention: Xiangxue and Qinglian. Both possessed considerable skill, and their aura and demeanor revealed excellent training. This was a wondrous sixth sense, gradually enhancing Ye Tianlong's cultivation over time.

His perception was also confirmed by Yu Fengwu and Long Ling'er, who, possessing the "Eye of the Mind," immediately sensed that both women harbored their own agendas.

Standing before him now was Xiangxue, a charming and gentle woman. Her skin was as white as snow, shimmering and almost translucent, further highlighting her pure and beautiful nature.

"This servant Xiangxue greets General!" Xiangxue gracefully bowed, kneeling before Ye Tianlong. Although her voice was soft and delicate, Ye Tianlong heard it clearly and distinctly. He nodded inwardly, recognizing that such skill demonstrated her specially trained manners.

"Xiangxue, what a beautiful name." Ye Tianlong nodded slightly, praising, "Indeed, like snow, so white, so beautiful, so pure!"

"General, you flatter me," Xiangxue said softly, her face appropriately showing gratitude.

Looking at the radiant, charming yet not gaudy beauty before him, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Judging solely from her appearance, one would never guess that she was actually a spy sent by that fat man, Gilmans, to be planted beside him.

"What are your skills?" Ye Tianlong put aside his inner musings and asked softly.

"This servant is skilled in singing, dancing, playing musical instruments, calligraphy, painting, and chess—all are accomplished," Xiangxue's answer didn't surprise Ye Tianlong. This beauty wouldn't have been sent to his side without considerable ability.

"Then sing a song for me!" Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, a maid quickly brought over a zither.

"This servant will make a fool of herself," Xiangxue bowed and sat down in front of the zither.

The music was like a clear spring flowing over stones, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, invigorating the listener's spirit. The singing that followed was as melodious as a clear, silvery bell, like a nightingale singing in the forest.

When the piece ended, the lingering notes echoed, and Ye Tianlong clapped and praised, "Miss Xiangxue's skill is truly divine, breathtaking!"

Although she received Ye Tianlong's praise, Xiangxue felt no joy. She sensed that Ye Tianlong hadn't truly been moved by her performance, which made her feel somewhat resentful. Had Ye Tianlong heard a better performance than hers?

Thinking this, Xiangxue glanced at Qinglian standing beside her. She was holding a pipa, and a woman's intuition told Xiangxue that this delicate beauty was not what her appearance suggested.

Knowing she shouldn't let her mind wander, she couldn't help but wonder, "Could she possibly do better than me?"

Silently observing Xiang Xue's subtle expressions, Ye Tianlong smiled inwardly. He then turned his gaze to carefully examine the woman named Qinglian. She was indeed as beautiful as a lotus flower reflected in clear water, her delicate voice and melodious pipa playing a captivating melody that seemed to transport him to the most beautiful landscape.

The thought that such a woman also carried secrets, and that according to Yu Fengwu and Long Ling'er's observations, Qinglian was dispatched by Yunaia, filled Ye Tianlong with regret.

If they hadn't taken on such a mission, he would have greatly appreciated having several talented beauties by his side. Now, having these two women around was like having two terrifying venomous snakes at his side, ready to bite him at any moment.

Thinking of the thrill and excitement involved, Ye Tianlong's heart suddenly warmed, and he thought to himself, "Alright, let's have a go! I refuse to believe I can't handle you!"

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