Zhao Yeqing dispatched all the servants in her courtyard to help in other courtyards, leaving only Shan Xiaoya. From dawn to dusk, the only words spoken were “Xiaoshan!” “Prepared washing water.” “Understood!” “Grind the ink.” “Understood!” “The water in the teacup needs to be changed.” “Understood!” “The flowers in the courtyard need water.” “Understood!” “Go call the steward.” “Understood!” “Bring breakfast to the study.” “Understood!”
In a room of the Liu courtyard, sounds of passionate moans escaped. Through the slightly open window, one could see an intimate scene unfolding on the bed, with intertwined bodies creating a living erotic painting.
After everything in the room concluded, the woman nestled in the man’s arms, softly asking, “Young Master, will you stay the night here?”
Zhao Yeqing patted her bare shoulder, carelessly standing up, revealing his strong and sexy, completely uncovered body, and began dressing.
A hint of disappointment appeared on the woman’s face, pleading with a hint of reluctance: “Young Master, please stay!”
At this moment, Zhao Yeqing fastened the last button, now fully dressed, with a warm smile on his face. Gently patting the woman’s cheek, he said softly: “Be good, I’ll come to accompany you another day. You’re exhausted, so rest early.”
The woman reluctantly grabbed Zhao Yeqing’s hand, rubbing her cheek against it, as if seeking a promise.
” He was a hero and chivalrous man in everyone’s eyes. Since he brought back that female slave three days ago, she had been afraid that she might lose him forever. She didn’t expect his entire devotion, only hoping he would occasionally remember her; just a glance would be enough. She feared even this small request might be too much.
Zhao Yeqing’s warm smile changed. Impatiently, he said, “Liu’er, when did you become so timid? Do you want me to disappear from your sight?”
The woman named Liu’er fearfully let go of Zhao Yeqing’s hand, timidly begging: “Liu’er knows her mistake, Young Master. Please don’t be angry. Liu’er won’t do it again.”
Zhao Yeqing returned to his previous gentleness. “Liu’er, don’t make the same mistake again. Stay in your place.” Then he left the Liu courtyard without hesitation.
Liu’er watched Zhao Yeqing’s retreating back, tearfully and helplessly. Loving him was the beginning of entering hell, never to be redeemed. To him, women were merely tools for releasing desire, called upon and dismissed at will. He had never truly cared for any woman.
When he married her, he had already made it clear that she was just a concubine, a warm bed companion, with the choice to marry or not. She had willingly jumped into this cold love, so who could she blame? She only hoped he wouldn’t forget her… Wailing…
Disappointment filled Zhao Yeqing’s eyes, the look darkening considerably, and he said gloomily: “This is my home, and I’ll sleep wherever I want. I’m hungry, go bring my breakfast here.” After speaking, he sat down with a dark expression on one side, not even glancing at Shan Xiaoya.
Shan Xiaoya wanted to say something, but seeing his arrogant and imperious expression, she curled her lip and turned to walk out…
Chapter 073
Zhao Yeqing brought Shan Xiaoya, dressed as a man, to Huanren County, the closest to the Ming Sword Manor, where the largest brothel called ‘Warm Fragrance Pavilion’ was located. Shan Xiaoya didn’t understand why the young master brought her here, but since he was now her master, she naturally had to obey. Coming here was fine; at least she could personally experience what an ancient brothel was like. The adaptable Shan Xiaoya followed Zhao Yeqing, curiously looking at the luxurious ‘Warm Fragrance Pavilion’…
The girls of Warm Fragrance Pavilion, heavily made-up and dressed in vibrant colors, varied in size and shape.
As soon as Zhao Yeqing arrived, they swarmed around him, showing endless enthusiasm and trying to please him. Zhao Yeqing glanced at Shan Xiaoya with an unpleasant tone, saying, “Come here!” Then he ignored her, embracing women on both sides…
Shan Xiaoya found Zhao Yeqing particularly strange and felt irritated by the women’s hands touching him. She wanted to throw them away and keep them from getting close to him. As she watched, she unconsciously clenched her fists, feeling an impulse about to erupt. She took two steps closer but withdrew her fist. What was happening to her? Why did she feel this heartache?
From never having shouted for help, she suddenly had an impulse to cry out for rescue. She didn’t want to be completely devoured by him. All the words she wanted to scream were transformed into ambiguous moans escaping her mouth because his lips were tightly blocking her mouth, preventing her from forming a complete sentence.
Chapter 074
A flash of inspiration passed through Shan Xiaoya’s eyes…
She softened her body, nestling into Zhao Yeqing’s embrace, responding to his passion… Zhao Yeqing felt the person in his arms was filled with tenderness… His passion ignited, and he released his grip on her hands, lifting her head and caressing her… Shan Xiaoya, now free, embraced his waist, her fingers tracing his spine, causing Zhao Yeqing to tremble. He pressed her hands onto the bed, pulling away as if afraid of hurting her… Shan Xiaoya’s gaze suddenly changed. Seizing the moment, she raised her knee, striking his vital point… Zhao Yeqing felt an intense pain in his lower abdomen, pain that penetrated to the bone… His passion was replaced by rage… His eyes turned sharp, releasing his grip and standing beside the bed, staring at Shan Xiaoya… Shan Xiaoya felt the weight on her body disappear and let out a breath of relief. She quickly escaped from under the bed, intending to leave this place of trouble.
However, when she saw his sharp and wounded gaze, she inexplicably stopped in her tracks. The strike she just delivered was executed with all her strength, accurately hitting his vulnerable spot. Under circumstances where he had no anticipation or defense, he couldn’t have been seriously injured, right?
Dan Xiaoya awkwardly blinked her eyes. “Young Master, are you okay?” Her worry was clearly displayed. Zhao Yeqing stared at Dan Xiaoya without speaking. Dan Xiaoya looked at his silent appearance, and her heart tightened inexplicably. She repeated again, “Young Master? Are you okay?”
Zhao Yeqing’s eyes flashed with a fierce light. “What do you think?” He took a step closer to Dan Xiaoya. Dan Xiaoya nervously said, “Young Master, I’m Xiao Dan, not a girl from Nuanxiang Pavilion. Look carefully. Have you had too much to drink? If not, I’ll go call a girl from Nuanxiang Pavilion for you.” She began to walk out.
Zhao Yeqing saw her eagerness to push him towards another woman, and his inner anger became even more rampant. “Damn!” He grabbed her arm and threw her onto the bed again. He pressed himself on top of her, sealing Dan Xiaoya’s acupoints and completely pressing himself on top of her. Pinching Dan Xiaoya’s chin, he made her look directly into his burning eyes. He roared, “Right now, I want you! Not anyone else! Do you understand? It’s you! Dan Xiaoya!”
Dan Xiaoya looked at his eyes filled with anger and love, feeling a tremor and an indescribable complex. There was also fear. How could two people with such a large age difference be together? It’s still not too late to stop now, don’t sink into this.
“Is there nothing, only that he is a husband, and you are a wife, a royal marriage, a union of two countries, a high-ranking princess. How long do you want to hide this from me? Are you treating me like a fool? Why did you provoke me in the first place? Why?” Zhao Yeqing’s voice grew louder, and the final “why” was almost hysterically shouted.
