Fengyue Continent Episode 16, Chapter 1: Sinister Heart

In May of the year 538 in the Fast calendar, the weather in Qingzhou had already turned hot. It was the season when pomegranates were in full bloom, their vibrant red blossoms lining the wide avenues. Bees fluttered among the petals, adding a touch of elegance to the attire of passersby.

Only a month had passed since the end of the Tianhe New Army's rebellion, yet the lives of the people were already beginning to stabilize, and social order in Qingzhou was returning to normal at an astonishing speed. All these changes led the people of Qingzhou to unanimously praise the capable leadership of Governor Ye Tianlong.

Under his command, the Tianlong Legion swiftly eradicated all acts that threatened social order while vigorously supporting the people's recovery of production, and abolishing many unreasonable systems and taxes. Circuit judges from the Tianlong Legion headquarters constantly investigated and monitored various regions, promptly listening to the voices of the people and addressing their complaints.

Even Ye Tianlong's future noble enemies had to admit that his talent in governing Qingzhou was truly unforgettable. However, the truth of history is always buried in the vast river of time. Only those who worked around Ye Tianlong shook their heads when talking about the Eastern Governor's behavior in Qingzhou.

He would sleep until the sun was high in the sky, and his only activity in the morning was exercising with two lovely girls in the back garden. After lunch, his usual routine was to take a nap, or go out for a leisurely stroll under the guise of observing the people's conditions. At this time, those two mischievous beauties could often be seen by his side. This was a typical day for the Eastern Governor.

"Why did I have such a boss?!"

"I'm exhausted, I quit!!"

These were the words that the generals of the Eastern Governor's office and the strategists around Ye Tianlong always said when they met, and these words had even become their greeting.

A certain woman who had a penchant for digging up secrets made full use of the secret agents under her command, recording the Eastern Governor's actions one by one, and then spreading them at the daily meetings.

"My lord was drinking with a beautiful woman at such-and-such place yesterday..."

"My lord went to Tianxiang Courtyard to listen to music again..."

Hearing such reports, the person involved naturally felt like he had shot himself in the foot. His trusted generals, faced with the innocent smile on his face, could only laugh and cry at the same time, blaming themselves for having chosen the wrong person.

As for those who didn't have the chance to attend the Tianlong Mansion's regular meetings, they were incredibly curious about why Ye Tianlong would chase after that beautiful woman, Green Hibiscus, so frantically after each meeting, yet never reveal the reason.

Until one day, a handsome general accidentally let slip the secret. However, in this guy's mind, there was probably more of an element of intention than anything else. As a result, while the generals of the Tianlong Legion burst into laughter, they also secretly broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, the woman's curiosity was only directed at Ye Tianlong.

"I don't care about your background or qualifications, nor do I care about your reputation. As long as you can do the job well, I will support you in everything you do!"

Perhaps it was Ye Tianlong who said this at the general meeting attended by all the officers of the Tianlong Legion. Despite so many unexpected events, the morale of the officers at all levels of the Tianlong Legion remained exceptionally high. After all, a superior who trusted them and gave them free rein was a rare find. In particular, the legion's two strategists, Ji Wujiu and Winnie, devoted themselves to the reconstruction work in various places, pushing their assistants to work non-stop. It can be said that Qingzhou's recovery in such a short time was largely due to the two of them.

On May 15th, hurried footsteps knocked on the gates of the Tianlong Legion's headquarters, the Tianlong Mansion. The imperial envoy from Esnia had arrived outside Qingzhou.

In the back garden of the Tianlong Mansion, a tall, voluptuous, and beautiful young woman walked gracefully along the ornate covered walkway, her swaying waist exuding endless allure. She was called a young woman because her beautiful golden hair was styled into a coiled bun, a hairstyle typically associated with married women.

Passing along a pebble path and through a moon gate woven from bamboo and flowers, she heard the energetic shouts of two young girls in the distance, and a charming smile appeared on her face.

"Young Master, the guests from Esnia have arrived!"

Rounding a layer of peach blossoms, a large, lush green open space opened up before her. Two figures were moving about, their four hands clashing, occasionally emitting a sharp thud.

Hearing the beautiful young woman's voice, the two figures in the midst of their fierce battle slowed down. At that moment, the beautiful girl on one side lightly gestured with her hands in front of her, a movement so graceful it seemed otherworldly.

"Young Master, be careful!!" the beautiful young woman, approaching slowly, cried out urgently. She knew that Long Ling'er, who was fighting Ye Tianlong, was already very powerful, and now, with Princess Qian's magical attacks, she was truly worried.

Suddenly, a silver snake appeared in the air, writhing and baring its claws as it lunged at Ye Tianlong, who was fiercely fighting Long Ling'er. Although caught off guard, Ye Tianlong was no longer the novice he once was. His recent training had greatly improved his martial arts skills, allowing him to avoid being caught off guard by such a sudden attack.

He laughed and deftly twisted his body, like a nimble snake, dodging Princess Qian's lightning strike at an incredible angle.

"Alright, take this!" Long Ling'er shouted, her exquisite body leaping into the air. Instantly, a vast and unpredictable force shot straight at Ye Tianlong's internal organs as she unleashed her powerful Dragon Claw Divine Skill. At the same time, Princess Qian also launched another lightning attack in perfect coordination.

"Here we go again!" Ye Tianlong muttered to himself. He dared not be careless and instantly raised his six senses to their highest level. His essence, energy, and spirit reached an unprecedented concentration, and then something strange happened.

Long Ling'er's Crimson Claw, formed from immense dragon energy, slowed down before him, allowing him to grasp its subtle shifts and movements. Ye Tianlong was overjoyed. Previously, when sparring with Long Ling'er, the dragon beauty's extraordinary claw techniques were so swift and unpredictable that he could never anticipate them, only managing to run for his life, and only by exerting all his strength could he possibly block a single attack. But now, he could actually grasp its variations—a discovery that greatly boosted Ye Tianlong's confidence.

Ye Tianlong's hand appeared almost magically in Long Ling'er's path, preemptively blocking her next move. A hint of surprise flashed in Long Ling'er's eyes.

The energies collided violently, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er's robes billowing, the powerful air currents spreading in all directions, even uprooting patches of the grass on the ground.

Long Ling'er took a half step back and stopped, but Ye Tianlong couldn't stop and retreated three steps in a row.

Before he could regain his footing, Princess Qian's magical attack had already closed in. With no way to dodge, Ye Tianlong could only shout, gathering all his energy to create a thick protective aura around himself, preparing to take the lightning bolt from Princess Qian head-on.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Three consecutive sounds rang out as lightning struck Ye Tianlong's body, violently entangled with his protective aura.

"Bang!"

The powerful residual force caused Ye Tianlong to fall to the ground with a thud, but he was completely unharmed, only suffering a few soot marks on his skin.

This result made Ye Tianlong jump up excitedly, proudly saying to Princess Qian, "Haha, now I can take your magic head-on!"

Princess Qian also said proudly, "This is the result of all the time I've spent practicing with you!"

"That girl is bragging again!" Long Ling'er couldn't help but chime in. "It was clearly my doing, yet she still has the nerve to say it. She's so shameless!"

"I'm the one with the thick skin!" Princess Qian retorted without backing down.

The two girls' verbal sparring was a daily ritual, so Ye Tianlong didn't pay much attention. Besides, he didn't have time to bother with it now. The goddess warrior leader, Cynthia, who had walked up to him, was gently wiping his face with her silk scarf, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness and concern that was intoxicating.

"Young Master, Mr. Ji Wujiu has sent someone to report that the guests from Esnia have arrived at the post station outside the city."

"They're so fast!"

Although he already knew the imperial envoy's whereabouts, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Cynthia glanced at the two beautiful girls arguing and suddenly chuckled, "Princess Qian looks really stunning in her finery!"

Ye Tianlong couldn't help but take another look at Princess Qian. This flower-like girl was dressed in her finest attire today—a jade-green robe and skirt, a jade-green vest and a jade-green belt. Her face was rosy and her skin was flawless, as delicate as if it could be broken with a touch. Her small, charming cherry lips held a sweet

, innocent smile. At first glance, it seemed to have three parts mischief and seven parts cleverness, but only those who had experienced it knew that this smile was simply the smile of a witch. "A well-nourished woman looks especially radiant!" Cynthia gently straightened Ye Tianlong's clothes and said softly.

"Your breasts aren't bad either!" Ye Tianlong reached out and gently put his arm around Cynthia's slender waist, a lewd smile on his face. "This is all thanks to me!"

Upon hearing this, Cynthia gave him a sidelong glance, then smiled earnestly, making Ye Tianlong's heart burn even hotter.

While enjoying Cynthia's gentle care, he asked, "Are Ji Wujiu and the others ready?"

Cynthia nodded gently and said, "Mr. Ji Wujiu has arranged everything."

"Then let's go and meet the distinguished guests from Esnia!" Ye Tianlong said boldly, then turned to face the two girls who were still arguing, "You two, stop arguing! Go to our eldest sister and think with her about how to rescue Ning Sunu. Let's see who's better and can come up with a better solution."

Because they learned the real reason for Ning Sunu's misfortune from Winnie, and Princess Qian's discovery of Ning Sunu's powerful magical energy aroused Yu Fengwu's great curiosity, Yu Fengwu and the others had been trying to find a way to restore Ning Sunu to her original state.

Upon hearing this, Long Ling'er and Princess Qian immediately stopped their bickering and turned to Ye Tianlong, saying, "If I come up with a solution, will there be a reward?"

Ye Tianlong couldn't help but laugh and nodded repeatedly, "Of course, of course!"

The two girls exchanged glances and suddenly rushed towards Yu Fengwu's room, as if they would be overtaken by the other's solution if they were late.

Seeing these two energetic beauties, Cynthia could only shake her head and chuckle to herself. With Long Ling'er and Princess Qian by her side, it would be hard for any day not to be interesting!

***

Sitting in the luxurious room, Gilmans felt his mind was incredibly unsettled, a feeling he had never experienced before. It was a mixture of anticipation, longing, and fear. He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. What kind of situations hadn't he experienced? Yet he was still as impatient as a young lad.

To relax, Gilmans stood up and walked to the window. Two large, long windows facing south had intricately carved latticework on the outer layer, a bright inner window, and a pale yellow gauze curtain inside. Through the curtains, one could see the outside world, but from the outside, it was all shrouded in mist.

Outside, the sky was clear, and as far as the eye could see, a beautiful garden stretched out, its flowers blooming in vibrant colors, a truly captivating sight.

Turning back to the room, one was surrounded by crimson curtains and silver screens, with gossamer-like gauze curtains, complemented by a magnificent tiger-skin folding chair, an ornate embroidered stool, and various other glittering ornaments. A wisp of exotic fragrance rose from a beast-shaped cauldron in the corner.

This was one of the most secluded rooms in the Left Chancellor's residence, and also Gilmans' favorite bedroom. On that soft, fragrant, luxuriously warm embroidered couch, Gilmans had spent countless blissful nights. All he knew was that the enormous, deep-hanging silk curtains were covered with beautiful peach blossoms, each one painted with the precious blood of a virgin he had used after enjoying her. When a gentle breeze stirred, the flowers, each unique in shape, stood out vividly.

Light footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Gilemans's heart pounded. He almost held his breath; this intense anticipation was almost unbelievable.

The sandalwood door opened gently, and two exquisitely beautiful women entered first. Both wore high-coiffed buns, adorned with jewels, and light red autumn dresses. The narrow sleeves revealed glimpses of their full, jade-like arms, and their small vests partially exposed their delicate necks. Beneath their matching skirts, the tips of their breasts swayed gracefully. The two women, one

on each side, moved in unison, their movements synchronized, their fragrance intoxicating even before they arrived. But Gilmans paid no heed; his gaze was completely drawn to the person who entered behind him.

Although this person wore a bizarre mask and her eyes held a chilling gaze, the mask, pressed tightly against her face, still revealed her perfect features. The mysterious symbols on her cheeks, combined with her indifferent gaze, created a strange allure. Gilmans knew that beneath her pure white robe lay exquisite curves and unparalleled beauty.

Two maids approached Gilmans, gracefully curtsying, their silvery voices tinkling, "Master, honored guest!" They then stepped aside.

Gilmans didn't speak, merely waving his hand. The two maids, understanding, bowed again and quietly withdrew.

Watching the door close, Gilemans took a breath, steadied himself, and then smiled, saying gently, "Please sit down, young lady!"

"No need. What brings you here?" the masked woman said coldly.

Gilemans smiled without surprise. "Of course, I have something important to tell you, young lady." His expression turned serious as he said, "It concerns our temple."

A hint of confusion flickered in her cold eyes, causing Gilemans to pause in surprise.

"The temple?! What temple? What does it have to do with me?"

Gilemans suddenly realized she knew nothing about the temple. His mind raced, and he quickly chuckled awkwardly, saying apologetically, "Ah, I'm sorry, I thought you were…" As he spoke, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept over the beast-shaped cauldron in the corner.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave!" The masked woman's eyes returned to their coldness.

"Wait!" Gilmans quickly called out to stop her, "I'd like to discuss Miss Hua Rou's plans with you, madam."

"These matters are none of my concern!" Her cold words left no room for negotiation.

Seeing the masked woman turn to leave, a look of anxiety flashed in Gilmans' eyes. He had painstakingly created this opportunity; how could he just give it up?

With a gritted teeth, he uttered a strange tone.

The woman, who had already turned away, trembled and turned back to face Gilimans, her usually cold eyes now filled with confusion.

Gilimans secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he had secretly learned a technique at the temple, and it had finally come in handy.

As Gilimans spoke, the mysterious symbols on the mask emitted a strange light, as if they were about to emerge from the mask, their seven-colored light swirling. The woman's expression gradually became dazed.

"I am now the milk's master..." Gilimans suppressed his elation and said in a strange tone.

"Master?!..." the woman murmured, her expression changing several times. Suddenly, she shook her head, saying in a daze, "You are not my master..."

Gilimans was secretly startled; the situation was not as he had imagined, but now he had no choice but to continue.

“Listen to me!” Gilmans softened his voice. “You won’t disobey me; my words are commands!”

Her eyes struggled, but the light on the mask intensified. Finally, she couldn’t resist the mysterious power of the symbols. Her eyes became blank and helpless, staring emptyly at Gilmans.

Following Gilmans’s instructions, the woman removed her white robe, revealing a tight-fitting black silk outfit. Her curvaceous and alluring body was perfectly captivating, her perfectly proportioned breasts exuding a mesmerizing charm, and the intoxicating fragrance of her skin was intoxicating.

Excited, Gilmans could no longer resist. He quickly stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and sat down side-by-side on the embroidered couch.

Facing each other, Gilmans was not only aroused by her fragrance, but the unique elasticity and slenderness of her delicate body greatly stimulated his desire.

He reached out and grasped a small hand. Her hand was as translucent as jade, rosy and delicate, her five soft, slender fingers captivating. The skin was warm and smooth, sending a mysterious pleasure through his body.

Her belt loosened, her blouse slackened, and her rounded shoulders were suddenly exposed to his eyes. Against the backdrop of black silk, her skin was so white and tender that it dazzled Gilmans.

Her thin bra was held up by delicate straps, so fragile they would break at the slightest pull. As the bra loosened, her exquisite breasts immediately bulged, half-exposed, threatening to reveal their full beauty.

Suddenly, Gilmans's gaze was drawn to a black pattern on her shoulder. A black serpentine pattern, against the backdrop of her snow-white shoulder, created an indescribable allure.

“The Dark Clan, truly the Dark Clan!”

Gilmans’s hands trembled slightly, his breath coming in short gasps.

“Yuzhu, Yuzhu, ever since I saw you beside Ye Tianlong that day, I’ve been captivated by you at first sight. I knew you must be an extraordinary woman, you truly possess a charm that drives men mad! But don’t worry, I will definitely treat you well!!”

Gilmans almost burst into laughter as he spoke with pride.

“Haha! Ye Tianlong, Ye Tianlong, do you know? Your beloved concubine is now mine! She will be at my mercy, I really want to show you! Haha!!…”

The lewd laughter echoed in the room. Yuzhu, whose mind and will had been extinguished by the divine power on the mask, could only helplessly stare at Gilmans with her beautiful, bright eyes. Her bewildered eyes seemed to be watery, floating with a layer of hazy, alluring charm, further stimulating the man’s desire and arousing his passion.

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