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Finest Servant Chapter 388
🕑 Added 2023-08-18 07:23:06 +0000 UTCChapter 388 Ning'er Catches the Adulterers
"Dignity? Do you have any dignity? Didn't you want to touch? Go on then, touch!" Xu Zhiqing exclaimed, her voice filled with both grief and anger. She thrust her full chest toward him, a scornful sneer on her lips, stepping closer and closer to him. The tension and unease of the day seemed to have found an outlet, bursting forth like a breached dam on the Yangtze River, overwhelming and unstoppable.
"You, what are you doing?" A man called Lin Wanrong, terror in his eyes, retreated hastily. Xu Zhiqing appeared fearless, closing the distance further. Her soft breasts, radiating warmth, seared Lin Wanrong's nerves.
Cornered and with nowhere to retreat, Master Lin's face was confronted by a tear-streaked Xu Zhiqing. Her proud breasts were mere inches from his palm, and she coldly snorted, "Go on, touch! Once you've touched, I won't owe you anything!"
‘This little girl sure is feisty, trying to force me into submission,’ Lin Wanrong chuckled, no longer backing away. He grinned and said, "Miss Xu, do you really want me to touch? In that case, I won't be polite."
"Polite? When have you ever been polite?" Miss Xu seemed to have given up, her voice filled with grief and anger, "Since I lost to you, I'm prepared for this. Just consider it a mosquito bite."
Lin Wanrong laughed again, "Since Miss Xu is so committed to her promise, please close your eyes, or I might feel embarrassed."
Xu Zhiqing listened, her voice filled with sorrow, "You're the one taking advantage, what do you have to be embarrassed about? Truly the most shameless person under heaven." She tightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her heart pounding, her chest heaving, waiting for that wicked hand to arrive.
After waiting for what seemed like forever without any movement, suddenly, a pair of large hands gently grasped her small hands. Miss Xu was startled and cried out, "You, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Of course, touching!" Master Lin's playful laughter rang in her ears, "Remember, keep your eyes closed, or I will really feel embarrassed!"
‘Only a fool would believe you,’ Miss Xu snorted, only to feel him pull her hand slowly upward, covering a patch of hot skin. She hurriedly opened her eyes and saw her hands touching Lin San’s body.
"Ah," Miss Xu screamed, quickly withdrawing her hands, "What, what are you doing?"
"Fulfilling your promise!" Lin Wanrong laughed, "Miss Xu likes to be clever. That day when we made the bet, I didn't even finish my sentence before you cut me off, causing a misunderstanding. You should have thought about it; I'm such an upright person. How could I do something so shameless?"
Miss Xu was momentarily stunned before hesitatingly saying, "But didn't you want to touch—" Her face turned crimson, and she dared not continue.
This young lady, now suddenly acting shy, had been as brash as a mother monkey just a moment ago. Lin Wanrong fake-coughed twice, and said with all seriousness, "Touching must still be done. However, I will not touch you, although I wish to. Oh, oh, please forgive me, I accidentally spoke the truth." Seeing Miss Xu's eyes widen in surprise, Lin Wanrong chuckled, "Last night, I rashly barged into your room; it was a huge misunderstanding. If Miss Xu blames me for taking advantage of her, it's understandable. To express my most sincere apologies, today I'm letting loose. My only request is that Miss Xu also touch me, to take advantage of me, so we can be even and owe nothing to each other—hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't get physical; I sincerely want you to touch me!"
With a crisp crash, a teacup shattered at Lin Wanrong's feet. He quickly jumped away, only to see Miss Xu's beautiful face flushed red, her eyes filled with fury, glaring at him.
Was there really such a shameless person in the world? Was there no justice? Miss Xu was filled with both shame and anger, yet a strange feeling welled up in her heart. It was as if a tightly stretched string had suddenly snapped. It turned out that this rascal wasn't really going to touch her, and she had been letting her imagination run wild. He wanted her to touch him? No way!
Her face flushed with heat, thinking about the day's fright and fear, a surge of grievances welled up, tears brimming in her eyes. She suddenly rushed to Lin San's side, small fists pounding on him, "I'll beat you to death, you shameless, wicked thing."
Feeling her soft little fists, Lin Wanrong helplessly smiled bitterly, ‘Women truly are unreasonable creatures. You are the one who misunderstood, and now you blame me?’
Miss Xu vented for a while and felt somewhat better. Then she suddenly felt something strange. Usually, Lin San, who only took advantage and never suffered a loss, how could he be so honest today and let her beat him like this? She looked up hurriedly to find Lin San leaning against the wall, smiling, but with a fatigue in his eyes that wouldn't go away.
"You, what's the matter?" Miss Xu's heart trembled as she quickly stopped her fists, examining her hands. This guy was thick-skinned; her little punches were probably not even enough to tickle him. How could he look like this?
Lin Wanrong sighed slightly, "It's nothing, just a bit tired."
Miss Xu was stunned for a moment, noticing Lin San's cracked lips, the fatigue in his eyes, and her heart suddenly tightened. She could no longer bring her little fist down. From the capital, he had traveled day and night, continuously investigating the scene and making deductions, looking for silver in the vast Weishan Lake. Fish leaping through the dragon's gate, wooden boats bringing up silver; it all sounded simple, but who knew how much effort Lin San had put in? For the past three days, he had been like an iron man, never resting, bearing a tremendous burden. Even the most resilient would wear out. What's more hateful was that he always seemed carefree, and she didn't know how he had endured it all.
Miss Xu remained silent for a long while, then stealthily withdrew her hand, turned her head, and whispered, "You, you should sit down and rest for a while."
"That's not good, is it? This is your boudoir, and we're alone together; it would not look proper!" Lin Wanrong said with a worried frown.
"You," he was born a scoundrel, his spirits rising whenever taking advantage of others was mentioned. Miss Xu was so angry that her chest quivered, pointing at his nose, she said, "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, failing to recognize a kind-hearted person. If you don't want to stay here, then leave quickly so I don't have to dirty my eyes looking at you."
The situation was grave; he couldn't just leave! Lin Wanrong chuckled, plopping himself down at the table, and playfully said, "Well then, I'll stay. It's rare that Miss Xu is so hospitable, so I must show some respect, right? Hey, is there tea? Bring some fragrant brew! And some snacks would be good too; I'm hungry after all this fuss!"
This guy was certainly making himself at home, and Miss Xu didn't know whether to laugh or to get angry. How did she end up with such a troublesome person? She shook her head in bitterness, glared at him, and turned to brew the tea.
Today had been truly exhausting, busy from morning till night, under immense mental pressure. Lin Wanrong sat at the table, dozing off, sneaking glances at Miss Xu's bustling figure. Her ink-black hair was coiled high, a jade hairpin casually inserted in her bun. Simple yet warm. Her proper purple robe and pleated skirt concealed her enticing figure, outlining her graceful curves, alluring to the extreme. Recalling their earlier tussle, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. This little girl was not only well-shaped but also had a wonderful temperament. She felt truly unique!
"What are you looking at?" Seeing his sly eyes on her, although she knew exactly what he was looking at and had been appraised by him many times before, Miss Xu couldn't help but feel flustered. She placed the freshly brewed tea and snacks in front of him, and huffed heavily.
"Looking at you!" Lin Wanrong grinned, "Miss Xu, please don't misunderstand. Someone like me has transcended such base interests, purely appreciating beauty with an artistic eye—Miss Xu, could you sit a little closer so I can admire you more closely?"
"You're going to die!! Admire my head!" Miss Xu's face flushed, and she snorted, ignoring his words. ‘You've transcended base interests? I think even base interests are more noble than you!’
Master Lin lifted the teacup and took a gentle sip, a faint fragrance greeted him, slightly bitter at first, then sweet, it was excellent Longjing tea. He tasted a few bites, clicking his tongue in praise, "Good tea, good tea. I didn't expect Miss Xu to have such fine Longjing. It seems I'll have to visit you again for tea."
"You wish!" Miss Xu softly said, "This is the finest Hangzhou Longjing that my father wanted me to give to Lord Luo. It's a reward from the Emperor, only seven or eight ounces in total. I fancied it, so I secretly skimmed some."
"You have a taste for it?" Lin Wanrong asked, surprised, "I didn't expect Miss Xu to have this hobby! I have a taste for it too; can you skim some more for me?"
Miss Xu glared at him, her face slightly flushed, and huffed, "Who's going to skim for you? You're dreaming! If you come to drink it again, it will be gone."
Gone after one more drink? What a pity, what a pity! Lin Wanrong held the tea bowl and drank a few more mouthfuls. The fragrant taste filled his mouth, and in a few sips, the tea cup was empty.
‘Is this how one tastes tea? Drinking as if determined to finish it all in one go!’ Miss Xu realized then that this fellow was like an ox gnawing on a peony, having no understanding of the art of tea. Silently, she refilled his bowl and sat beside him, watching him take a few sips before asking, “How do you feel now? Still tired?”
“With fragrant tea and a beautiful lady accompanying me, I feel much better,” Lin Wanrong yawned and chuckled. Miss Xu lightly scoffed and paid him no more attention; the room fell into a profound silence.
The two of them were accustomed to either fighting or arguing along their journey, so being in the same room and sitting together in silence was a new experience. It was not just Lin Wanrong who felt out of sorts, even Miss Xu found the atmosphere peculiar, causing her heart to race countless times. She stealthily glanced at Lin Wanrong, noticing his robe was torn and disheveled in several places, undoubtedly the result of their earlier roughhousing. Her face slightly flushed, she parted her cherry lips and whispered, “You, take off your clothes!”
Lin Wanrong, with a mouthful of tea, sprayed it out in shock and cautiously said, “No, no, I'm not ready yet?! Why don't you undress first?”
“What did you say?” Miss Xu's face turned beet red as she snapped, “You have such lewd thoughts, always thinking about who knows what. I saw your robe torn and was simply trying to help you, but you, you, you make me so angry!” She turned her head away in a huff, furious with this shameless man, wishing she could kick him a few times to vent her frustration.
‘Why didn’t this girl explain herself clearly? I got my hopes up for nothing,’ thought Lin Wanrong, his face reddening. He hurriedly waved his hands, saying, “No need, no need. I’ll have Ning’er mend it when I get back. While she's at it, she can undress too, and I’ll mend her clothes.”
Miss Xu abruptly stood up, her eyebrows slightly raised, “If I did something, I’ll take responsibility for it. I tore your clothes, so I should be the one to mend them. Otherwise, how will you explain it to Ning’er? I don’t want her to misunderstand me because of you.” As she spoke, she had already moved to Lin Wanrong’s side, her silver teeth gritted, and her small hand reached out to unbutton his robe.
“Really, there’s no need,” said Lin Wanrong, smelling the faint fragrance of a young woman coming from her and seeing her full and upright figure. He couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire, smiling broadly, “I’ll just tell Ning’er I accidentally bumped into a tree—”
Miss Xu angrily punched him, “You would lie to Ning’er? I hate you oily-tongued men who deceive us gentle women. Off with it, take it off now!”
‘Violent, she’s really violent!’ Lin Wanrong stifled a laugh, allowing her to remove his robe.
Seeing Lin San standing before her, wearing only his short undergarment and grinning, Miss Xu clutched his robe, her heart pounding and hurriedly turned away, her voice trembling, “You, why are you wearing so little?”
‘Why am I wearing so little? Miss Xu, you’re really something, asking such a question! If you hadn’t removed my clothes, would I be displaying myself like this to you?’ Lin Wanrong bitterly smiled, “I really don't know how to answer that without offending you. Please don’t ask anymore, just mend my clothes quickly. Otherwise, I might freeze into an ice pop.”
Miss Xu knew she had misspoken, and her cheeks immediately flushed with embarrassment, unable to suppress her shame! Seeing him sitting there, shivering and trembling, she burst into a light laugh, feeling that Lin San had never been so adorable before!
"You, you wait a moment," Miss Xu said, her face flushing. She turned to take a neatly folded silk quilt from the bed and handed it to him, speaking softly, "Put this on first. I'll return your clothes once I've mended them."
The silk quilt still carried her lingering scent, probably because Miss Xu had slept under it the night before. Lin Wanrong reluctantly accepted it, wrapping himself tightly and only revealing his head. "Miss Xu, please hurry. We're alone here, and I'm so scantily clad. If Ning'er sees us, it will be hard to avoid misunderstandings."
"I know, wrap yourself quickly, and don't catch a cold," Miss Xu replied softly, lowering her head. She took a fine embroidery needle, rubbed it against her hairpin, moistened it with her lips, and then, under the lamplight, began to mend the clothes carefully.
The two were silent, with only the sound of the needle pulling the silk thread filling the room, creating a quiet and warm atmosphere. If this shameless man could sit quietly like this every day, it wouldn't be a bad feeling. The thought startled Miss Xu, making her ears burn. She hastily lowered her head and continued her careful mending.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, she seemed even more enchanting. Compared to women like Luo Ning, Miss Xu had an extra mature charm in both her demeanor and character. Her slender eyebrows, clear eyes, straight nose, transparent skin, tender lips, blushing cheeks, and upturned smile gave her a unique beauty, showing her strong personality, and adding a touch of charm and grace.
"Miss Xu, you are truly beautiful!" Master Lin praised sincerely.
"Ah!" Miss Xu panicked at his compliment, pricking her finger, a bead of blood slowly oozing out. Her face flushed as she softly said, "Why do you flatter me? Save those words for Ning'er."
Master Lin replied seriously, "I, Lin San, am upright and unyielding, never flattering others. Everyone knows this. When I say Miss Xu is beautiful, she is indeed beautiful. I'm not flattering, just stating the truth!"
"Nonsense! Only a fool would believe you," Xu Zhiqing turned her head away, speaking softly, "Don't distract me with your talk; I've nearly sewn these stitches in the wrong place."
Such gentle and refined Xu Zhiqing was rare to see, Lin Wanrong sighed sincerely, "Miss Xu, if you were this pleasant every day, it would be wonderful."
‘If you didn't provoke me intentionally, would I make things difficult for you?’ Miss Xu lowered her head in silence. Just as she was about to speak again, she saw Lin San yawn, his face showing signs of fatigue, and he soon fell asleep on the table.
‘How could this man just fall asleep anywhere? What if Ning'er sees this?’ Lin San, asleep, was a hundred times quieter than when awake. His mouth even dribbled a line of saliva, looking quite ridiculous. Xu Zhiqing's face blushed, and she shook her head, smiling softly as she dimmed the lamp.
"Tap" "Tap," two gentle knocks on the door, followed by a woman's voice from outside: "Sister Zhiqing, Sister Zhiqing, is big brother with you?"
"Ah!" Miss Xu was startled and stood up at once. She urgently shook the slumbering Lin Wanrong: "Wake up, wake up quickly, Ning'er is here!"
Master Lin lazily adjusted his sleeping position, mumbling, "If she's here, she's here, it's time for sleep!"
Looking at the silk quilt draped over Lin San, and then at the robe in her hands, still not mended, Miss Xu's heart pounded, her panic unbearable. How could this be good? Although she and Lin San were innocent, it was already deep into the night, and he was in her room, his clothes ragged and his eyes bleary with sleep. If Ning'er saw this, wouldn't she misunderstand completely?
"Sister Zhiqing, Sister Zhiqing, are you there?" Luo Ning's voice grew more urgent, each call like a peal of spring thunder striking at Miss Xu. She pressed her chest where her heart was beating like thunder, her voice trembling, "I'm here, I'm here, Ning'er, please wait a moment!"
Looking at the soundly sleeping Lin San, Miss Xu felt tears welling up in her eyes. Desperately, she pushed his shoulders: "Wake up quickly, Ning'er is here. Wake up, you dead pig!"
"Ning'er?" Master Lin woke up from his dream, jumping up in a start: "What's she here for? Is she going to catch us in the act?"
"Catch your head!" Miss Xu was both embarrassed and angry, and she jabbed a sewing needle into his buttocks. Master Lin leaped up, about to shout, but a warm little hand covered his mouth, Miss Xu's anxious voice saying, "Don't yell, if Ning'er hears, I could jump into the Yellow River and still not wash myself clean."
Seeing Miss Xu's eyes filled with tears, Lin Wanrong sobered up. He nodded and said, "It's alright, Ning'er won't suspect us. Just tell her we were chatting and accidentally tore some clothes, that's all!"
Miss Xu was almost overwhelmed by his words. She twisted his arm hard, tears flowing down: "Aren't you ruining me? It's all because of your damned condition that I'm in such a mess. I, Xu Zhiqing, have always been pure and dignified, how did I run into a troublemaker like you? I hate you, I hate you to death!"
Caught between a rock and a hard place, being a man was indeed difficult. Lin Wanrong asked with a bitter smile, "If you don't want me to explain to Ning'er, what should we do?"
Xu Zhiqing's intelligence and wit were instantly at work. Looking at the brocade quilt draped over him, she softly said, "Could you please endure a little discomfort and hide for a while? I'll talk to Ning'er and send her away, then you can come out."
Seeing her gaze fixed on the quilt draped over him, Lin Wanrong felt a secret delight, wondering if she was thinking of him in a certain way. But for the sake of Miss Xu's reputation, he would endure! With a lascivious grin and a face of righteousness, he declared: "Miss Xu, whatever you want me to do, I will face even fire and water without hesitation!"
"Can I please ask you to temporarily go to..." Miss Xu's face flushed in waves, seeming too embarrassed to speak. Master Lin was itching with impatience inside, urging her to speak. ‘Come on, hurry up and say it. Say you want me to go to your embroidered bed to hide for a while. Oh, what's there to be shy about? I, a proud man, don't care at all, so what's there for you, a young lady from a prominent family, to care about?’
"Sister Zhiqing, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? Why haven't you opened the door yet?" Luo Ning's voice urged once again.
Xu Zhiqing responded and glanced at Lin Wanrong, her rosy lips parting slightly, and she said softly, "Could I please ask you to hide under the bed for a while?"
"Where?" Master Lin could hardly believe his ears. ‘Under the bed? How can you say that with a straight face? How can you justify this to Ning'er, to Great Hua, to me?’
"Miss Xu, I think I'd better be honest with Ning'er. I'm a grown man. Hiding under a woman's bed, would that not be inauspicious for me? How will I be able to face others, to lead others?" Master Lin's face was filled with sorrow, his heart aching as he spoke, and he headed towards the door.
"I'll die from your torment!" Miss Xu's eyes brimmed with tears as she lightly sighed and pushed him onto the embroidered bed, quickly covering him with the quilt and drawing the silk curtain. "Stay hidden in there and don't move. Once I've sent Ning'er away, you can come out. Understand?"
"Understand, understand, there's nothing unclear here." Lying on Miss Xu's embroidered bed, smelling the sweet fragrance, Master Lin blissfully self-reprimanded, ‘I'm despicable, I'm sordid, to have gotten on Miss Xu's bed like this. It's so wrong.’
Miss Xu tidied up the room and wiped her eyes, thinking that everything was in order before opening the door. Luo Ning's charming face peeped in, her anxious hand grabbing Miss Xu's, "Sister Zhiqing, are you ill? Why did it take so long to open the door?"
Looking at Ning'er's beautiful face, Xu Zhiqing's cheeks burned, and she shook her head, "I'm not ill. I just lay down to sleep, but when I heard you knocking, I had to take some time to dress."
Luo Ning looked her up and down and giggled, "Sister, we're no strangers. You didn't need to dress so formally, with this lotus skirt and sleeve guards. It looks like you haven't slept at all. You could have just thrown on a nightgown. I saw the light in your room and thought you hadn't settled down, so I came to call you."
Xu Zhiqing, usually calm and composed, was made almost to crawl into the ground with embarrassment by Luo Ning's comments. She had thought everything was perfect without a trace, but Ning'er had easily spotted the flaws. Her face turned rosy, and she hurriedly said, "Oh, I had just lain down, thinking about today's silver-fishing event, and my mind was unsettled. I forgot to put out the lights, and I've made you laugh."
"That's just like me!" Luo Ning clapped her hands joyfully, her face full of delight, "I couldn't sleep, thinking about today's silver-fishing event. I wanted to talk to sister. I don't know where big brother has gone. I've looked for him all day and haven't found him. The maid said you called him, so I came over to check. Since big brother isn't here, let's chat."
Luo Ning spoke and then walked into the room. Miss Xu's heart panicked. It wasn't suitable to stop her or let her go, so she allowed her to enter. Luo Ning saw the teacup placed on the table, the lid still tilted to one side, and exclaimed, "Sister Zhiqing, did you have a guest?"
"Oh, no. Lin San came by earlier, and we talked for a bit. He left afterward. Didn't you see him?" Miss Xu Zhiqing calmly said, suppressing her nervousness.
Hearing that her big brother had been there, Luo Ning made herself at home, taking the teacup and taking a sip. She giggled, "The tea is still warm! Big brother must not have left long ago! This big brother, staying out so late at night, is there a romantic friend in Jining? Sister, since you've been in the capital for a long time, do you know if big brother has any romantic acquaintances?"
Miss Xu Zhiqing, her face flushed with embarrassment, nevertheless put on an air of indifference and laughed openly, "In the capital, I heard that Lin San from your family has quite a few romantic acquaintances. There's the Eldest Miss from the Xiao family, and even the Emperor's daughter favors him. Recently, I heard that he's been exchanging glances with a little palace maid from Goryeo named Seo Jang Geum, and they seem quite fond of each other!"
Ashamed, ashamed! Lin San shook his head from behind the curtain, hearing Miss Xu Zhiqing label him as romantic; he had barely even touched Jang Geum's little hand a few times, and he felt he had truly let her down.
"A princess?" Luo Ning was startled, and quickly grabbed Xu Zhiqing's hand, "Sister Xu, please tell me everything, how did big brother get to know the princess? This big brother, even keeping such significant matters from me, how annoying. I'll let him sleep outside tonight."
The moment the words were spoken, both women's faces turned red. Luo Ning was embarrassed for inadvertently revealing her intimate relationship with big brother. Although it had been a poorly kept secret, revealing it still felt somewhat improper. Xu Zhiqing was concerned about the phrase "Let him sleep outside." It was a situation of the speaker being unintentional and the listener having a particular interest.
Seeing that Luo Ning had no intention of leaving soon, Xu Zhiqing inwardly groaned. Her slip of the tongue had led to this unexpected situation. She quickly laughed, "What I know of his relationship with the princess is merely hearsay and not to be taken seriously. You should ask him directly."
Luo Ning nodded, smiling, "That's true. If big brother really could become a prince consort, that would be a wonderful thing."
Xu Zhiqing was taken aback, asking incredulously, "Ning'er, if Lin San became a prince consort, and a princess stole your husband, wouldn't you worry?"
"Worry, of course I would worry," Luo Ning said, blushing with a shy smile. "I won't lie to you, Sister. Seeing big brother becoming more and more outstanding, I worry more than ever that one day he might leave me. But, we women should have confidence in ourselves and learn to capture our husband's heart. Take the princess, for example. Although she is of noble birth, I, Luo Ning, have qualities that surpass her. For example, I treat big brother tenderly and affectionately, daring to do what the princess would not dare to do—"
Her face flushed a deep red, and she leaned close to Xu Zhiqing's ear, whispering something. Miss Xu blushed to her ears, and spat out, "That shameless man, to force you to do such an embarrassing thing, he is truly despicable!"
Luo Ning shook her head and smiled bashfully, "Sister, you are mistaken. It was not big brother who forced me, but I who willingly did it. Big brother was right when he said that intimacy between a couple is more beautiful than a painted brow, an essential part of human relationships. As long as the husband and wife sincerely love and cherish each other, whatever pose or position they take is all about mutual pleasure and happiness. Why shouldn't we enjoy it? Furthermore, being with Big brother, I experience an insurmountable joy. I know how to enchant him, so what's wrong with that? Once you marry and if your husband possesses big brother's capabilities, you'll naturally understand."
‘Brilliant!’ Master Lin, hiding behind the curtain, was grinning from ear to ear. He hadn't expected such wise words from the Talented Lady Luo. How joyful it was to discover her modest exterior and passionate interior! Miss Xu, you should learn from her.
Miss Xu's heart trembled, and she rushed forward to cover Luo Ning's mouth, laughing, "You reckless girl, since you've married, you've become so unrestrained! It's all Lin San's fault for spoiling you."
Luo Ning, blushing, nestled in Xu Zhiqing's embrace, confidently saying, "If being spoiled by big brother is the result, I'm willing! Though he's always lecherous, likes to bully others, and takes advantage of people, I still love his wickedness; it's extraordinary. Sister Xu, you say that I'm not inferior to others in public, and I enjoy more than others in private. With such pleasure, should I fear the princess? I can keep big brother's heart, make him happy when he's with me. Even if I spend his money on good deeds, and people call me a vase, I'm willing. Living happily and doing what one loves is not easy. I have a good husband who supports what I love to do. What's wrong with that? I want to be big brother's vase forever. Hehe, big brother taught me all this, and I think he's absolutely right."
At this point, Miss Xu couldn't even utter the word "shameless." Lin San had transcended the realm of shamelessness, and words failed to describe him.
Luo Ning talked for a while, her face beaming with joy. Being happy in spirit when good things happened, having recovered the silver and marrying the man she loved, how could she not be overjoyed? "Eh, Sister, why are you keeping the curtain closed after getting up?" Luo Ning wandered around the room and, seeing the curtain drawn by the bed, reached out to pull it.
Miss Xu's soul nearly left her body as she hurried forward, grabbing Luo Ning's hand. Her nose was tinged with a hint of sweat, "Ning'er, have the guards for the silver in the treasury been properly arranged? This time, we must be vigilant. There can be no more mishaps."
Luo Ning nodded, sitting down by the bed and smiling slightly, "Big brother has arranged everything. General Hu, leading ten thousand soldiers, will personally guard it, and Little Yuan will assist. Plus, big brother's ingenious plans are in place, so nothing will go wrong. I wonder where that stinking big brother has run off to. Sister, let's share the bed tonight and ignore him."
Miss Xu's heart leaped into her throat as she quickly sat down beside Luo Ning, her silver teeth gently biting together, and she whispered, "Ning'er, didn't you just say you wanted to treat big brother well? How come you're ignoring him now? Aren't you afraid he'll run off with someone else?"
"I am a little worried." Luo Ning nodded with a smile, her face tinged with a faint blush, looking as enchanting as a flowering begonia in spring, "But we women cannot always be at our husband's beck and call. A little coquetry, a little playfulness, can make our husband like us more. Besides, last night my husband said he wanted to try a new position with me, and also wanted me and Qiaoqiao to serve him together. Looking at his greedy expression, I'm sure no one has tried it with him before. He can't bear to leave me—ah, it's so embarrassing."
To think of such a thing, both human and divine beings would be furious! Miss Xu's face turned red, her heart pounding. If it were not for Luo Ning still sitting in front of her, she would have rushed to the bed, dragged down that charlatan, and beaten him half to death.
‘Ah, shame, shame! With so many lovers, besides Ning'er and Qiaoqiao, there really is no third one willing to join. How is sister An doing? However, with her coquettish temperament, if I tried to exclude her, she would surely fight me to the death, haha.’
Listening to Ning'er's "true confession" outside, Lord Lin on the bed was already itching with desire. Seeing the two women sitting side by side in front of the bed, their plump and fragrant buttocks hidden beneath their skirts, looking particularly tempting.
To not take advantage would make one a fool. ‘Would I, Lord Lin, take advantage? The one outside is my wife, the other her intimate friend, perfect for having an affair. If I did not make some mischief for my wife to catch, I would really be failing myself.’
Lord Lin hesitated for a moment, then thought, ‘Oh well, let's be fair about it, left hand or right hand, let's flip a coin! If the left hand won, I would touch Miss Xu once, if the right hand won, I would touch Miss Xu twice! Ning'er is my wife; I could touch her as much as I wanted under the blanket, so there is no hurry.’
He pretended to decide, and the right hand always won. It seemed it was fate's arrangement, he would touch twice. As he listened to the two women talking outside, he slowly reached out and gently touched one of the plump buttocks, silky smooth, incredibly full, and he couldn't help but press it slightly.
"Ah!" The woman exclaimed and looked at the person beside her, her face turning red, "Miss Xu, you're so naughty. How did you learn from big brother?"
Sweating, Ning'er was really sensitive, able to tell it was big brother's hand. ‘Good girl, little Ning'er had developed nicely these few days, I am stunned that I couldn't distinguish these two fragrant buttocks, which is her and which is Miss Xu's, both are my successful cultivation. I wonder what Miss Xu will look like after being cultivated; I'm really looking forward to it.’
"Why would I learn from him?" Miss Xu asked in confusion.
"You, you learned to touch me like him! Big brother is always mischievous like that." Luo Ning's little face was flushed, and she playfully hit Xu Zhiqing, giggling.
Miss Xu was about to say something more when she suddenly felt a warmth on her buttocks, a hot hand touching her through her clothes, gently kneading a few times. "You naughty girl," Xu Zhiqing laughed, pinching Luo Ning's cheek, "You're being naughty too."
Luo Ning pressed her small hands with both of hers and laughed, saying, "I'm not your big brother, why would I do anything wrong?"
Xu Zhiqing wanted to continue her teasing, but suddenly felt something was amiss. Ning'er's both hands were outside, where could there be a third hand to touch her? Her face turned pale, her silver teeth clenched, and her body began to tremble slightly.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Luo Ning sensed something was off and hurriedly asked.
Xu Zhiqing moved her body forward a little without showing any emotion and shook her head, saying, "Oh, it's nothing. A mosquito bit me. Ning'er, why were you so eager to find Lin San earlier?"
Lin Wanrong had only reached out a few times when he saw Miss Xu move forward a little, so he also stretched his hand out. Just as he was about to touch her, he saw a small hand press down hard on his own, sharp fingernails digging into his flesh, causing him so much pain that he almost jumped out.
You touch, you touch! Miss Xu showed no mercy, her heart filled with satisfaction as if avenging a long-held grudge.
"Sister Xu, you will be returning to the capital the day after tomorrow, but big brother has not mentioned whether he will take me with him. It's so frustrating. I was in a hurry to find him to ask about this," Luo Ning pouted, grumbling.
"You've captivated his heart and soul, haven't you? Are you still afraid he won't take you with him?" Miss Xu, feeling vindicated and more at ease, spoke with a hint of laughter in her words.
"Sister, you're teasing me too," Luo Ning cooed. "I have some confidence. But I'm also worried that there may be fox temptresses more skilled than me. Big brother has told me about that little palace maid from Goryeo. Judging by his tone, she seems quite enchanting."
Xu Zhiqing laughed, patting her little face. "Don't worry, no fox temptress can compare to you, this little fox spirit. Even hearing about it makes me feel sorry for you. If your beloved big brother heard, he would cherish you even more. Wait when you get back; I guarantee he will take you with him." Luo Ning smiled sweetly, her charm seeming to melt rock. Xu Zhiqing sighed to herself, recognizing that married and unmarried women were indeed different.
When Luo Ning left and closed the door, Miss Xu could no longer hide her anger. Without even taking off her embroidered shoes, she leaped onto the bed and kicked viciously at the culprit hiding there.
Lin Wanrong was hiding under the blanket and with a gentle pull, Miss Xu fell down with a cry, landing on Lin Wanrong. They ended up face to face on the pillow, with Miss Xu's fists raining down, while Lin Wanrong just lay there, smiling.
After a while, Miss Xu's strength waned, and seeing his bright eyes staring at her, her face flushed and her heart pounded. She quickly moved away a bit. "What... what are you going to do?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?" Lin Wanrong smiled slightly, moving closer to her.
"You... you stay back!" Miss Xu exclaimed, quickly covering her chest with both hands. Her unrestrainable weakness was revealed in her eyes.
Lin Wanrong laughed, "I won't come closer; I'm leaving now, Ning'er is waiting for me!"
"You—" Seeing him serious for once, Miss Xu was unaccustomed to it. Her mouth opened, and she stared at him blankly, unable to articulate her emotions, which seemed to be a mix of joy and disappointment.
"Thank you, Miss Xu, for the embroidered bed. It's fragrant and very cozy!" Lin Wanrong chuckled as he got up, jumped down from the bed, and stretched lazily.
Miss Xu looked at him bewilderedly. He wasn't bullying her anymore, and that in itself was unfamiliar. Even being bullied had become a habit to her. Her mouth was dry, and she stammered for a while, not knowing what to say.
Lin Wanrong nodded and smiled, "Miss Xu, we are now even, and neither of us owes the other anything. Remember the past, as it is the teacher of the future. Never make such a mistake again, or you'll be the one who suffers. Also, I must reiterate that what happened last night was truly not intentional on my part."
"What about just now?" Seeing him near the door, Miss Xu couldn't hold back anymore and snapped angrily.
"Just now?" Lin Wanrong turned his head and smiled, "That was indeed intentional! One more thing, Miss Xu, you have an excellent figure!"
"Get out!" Miss Xu's cheeks flushed with anger, and in her fury, she hurled her embroidered shoe, hitting the door. The door made a faint noise, but Lin San was already gone without a trace.
Thinking of his shameless behavior, she felt as if thousands of words were stuck in her chest, not knowing where to begin. Her face burned as she bit her lip and muttered softly, "Cowardly and heartless, I despise you the most!"
Lord Lin stepped out of the room and finally exhaled a long breath. The excitement was quite thrilling, and Miss Xu's fragrant hips were truly breathtaking. However, his little Ning'er was also not bad.
Thinking of Luo Ning, his heart felt like it was on fire. Pushing open Ning'er's chamber door, he gently called, "Ning'er, Ning'er, your husband is back."
After calling twice without a response, he was puzzled. Suddenly, he heard a soft click behind him. The door was closed, and a woman with an incomparably slender figure was leaning against the door, shyly looking at him.
She was dressed in a black silk nightgown, highlighting her snow-white, tender skin. The hem only reached just below her belly, revealing two completely exposed, round, and slender jade legs, crystal clear, and alluring. Her wet hair hung to one side, droplets falling onto her snowy skin, shimmering with a colorful luster under the light. Beneath the thin clothing, two full and firm jade breasts were vaguely visible, along with the pert jade buttocks he had touched earlier.
Even more peculiar was the small dressing table beside her, on which stood a large glass mirror, allowing Lin Wanrong to clearly see both their reflections.
"Ning'er—" Lord Lin was overjoyed and ran to hug his dear girl, whispering in her ear, "Don't worry, big brother won't leave you behind. We'll go to the capital together."
Luo Ning had been waiting a long time for these words. Her heart filled with joy and surprise, she tightly hugged big brother's body and softly said, "I knew it, I knew it, big brother would hear it, big brother would take me with him."
Lord Lin was greatly alarmed and held her tender body, saying, "What, what did you say? How did you know I would hear it? Could it be—?"
Luo Ning mysteriously smiled, rubbing against his chest, allowing her wet hair to dampen her big brother's chest. "Of course I knew you were in Sister Xu's room, don't forget, whose home this is."
Sweat! He had jokingly mentioned being caught in the act, but he hadn't expected it to come true. Fortunately, Miss Xu had covered for him in every way, not knowing that everything had fallen into Ning'er's eyes.
"This, Ning'er, Miss Xu and I have nothing going on. She's just overly suspicious, worried that you would misunderstand, and that's why it turned out like this. Look at your big brother, clean and pure with her, nothing happened."
Luo Ning chuckled, lightly tapping his forehead. "Of course I know that nothing happened between you two. With Sister Xu's talent, she wouldn't be interested in you. I found it amusing watching you two act earlier."
Thank goodness, Ning'er didn't know that he had touched Miss Xu again. Lin Wanrong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, seeing Ning'er's charming smile, feeling a burning sensation in his heart. His large hand lifted her short skirt, gently massaging her beautiful jade leg.
Feeling that compelling heat and hardness, the thin layer of clothing could no longer block his invasion. Ning'er's face was flushed like fire, leaning her body against Lin Wanrong's embrace, letting out a soft moan, and exhaling a fragrant breath. "Big brother, do you see that mirror? Ning'er wants to watch big brother dote on Ning'er! Do you like Ning'er like this? Sister Xu doesn't want you, but Ning'er loves you madly!"
Boom! An explosion in Lin Wanrong's mind. This little darling, if she wasn't a fox spirit, then there were no fox spirits in this world.
"Oh—" Gazing at herself in the mirror, positioned by big brother in a shameful posture, the Talented Lady Luo let out a low moan, her seductive eyes like silk, her blushing cheeks, enchanting and alluring as if she was drunk...
