Qin Yuhang thought: “It’s so good my eyes go dark, my whole body spasms like being electrocuted, feeling like I’m flying to the sky, that feeling is super awesome, super comfortable, like being a god!”
“Me too,” Ye Hui whispered: “Entire body tense and twitching, brain blank, then a flood surges from deep inside the body, then relaxation, body completely limp, no strength, even too lazy to move eyes.”
“Like an epileptic,” he said, this conversation making his blood boil, the part she held jumping.
“Extremely wonderful feeling.”
“Preferring to be stuck inside, doing it until old, doing it until death.”
“Want to go again, husband?” Ye Hui asked softly, slowly stroking with her right hand.
“Okay, wife can choose the position!”
Ye Hui’s bright eyes like water, whispered something in his ear.
“Want the jade ruyi again?”
“Mm!”
Qin Yuhang laughed and picked it up…
“Ah…” She crawled up, kneeling on the felt, presenting her buttocks…
The couple began another round of union.
Their body parts tightly overlapped, like conjoined twins born inseparable. The tent again filled with blush-inducing sounds of flesh rubbing, colliding, and their ecstatic moans.
The next morning, Ye Hui dressed with her husband’s help, and in return, she helped him dress.
Servants brought meals, and after eating, they walked out of the tent hand in hand.
A new day began.
Just after dawn, Old Ten, Old Eleven, and Li Weichen returned, crossing treacherous mountains, bringing many grains, salt, and other living supplies.
Qin Yuhang had prepared long ago. Seeing them return, he arranged the troops, leaving a thousand imperial guards to watch the wagons and supplies, taking the other two thousand imperial guards away.
Ye Hui sat on Sai Xue’s back, with Qin Yuhang behind her, following Chu Yu’s guidance, heading toward the mountain path.
By evening, they had left Dawu Mountain, staying in a village at its foot.
The next day, they stayed in a nearby county for over ten days, finally waiting for the Dawu Mountain road to be repaired. The following team caught up with supplies, forming a group and setting off eastward with great momentum.
Three months later, they were still dozens of miles from the imperial capital.
Ye Hui sat in the carriage with her husband, occasionally looking out the window.
