Chapter 18: Completely Unaware

Back at the villa, it was already noon. Lin Zixuan had just sat down in the front hall when Lu Zhongming slowly arrived.

"Xuan'er, have you had lunch yet?"

Lu Zhongming looked energetic and had a ruddy complexion.

Lin Zixuan shook his head.

"Then I'll have someone tell the kitchen to prepare some food."

Lu Zhongming sat down in a grand chair next to Lin Zixuan with an air of nonchalance, and then prepared to brew some fragrant tea.

Lin Zixuan replied, "No rush. I have some questions I'd like to ask Uncle Lu privately, and I hope he can answer me truthfully."

Lu Zhongming looked up and saw Lin Zixuan's serious expression. He was somewhat surprised and nodded, "Then ask away."

"Did Uncle Lu spend the night at Yu Man Lou last night?"

Lu Zhongming was taken aback.

He didn't understand how Lin Zixuan knew about this.

You see, he had relied on his top-notch agility to sneak into Jade Pavilion last night without being detected. How could Lin Zixuan have known? He didn't answer, but instead asked, "Who told you that I spent the night at Jade Pavilion?"

Lin Zixuan leaned forward slightly, looking directly into Lu Zhongming's eyes. "It doesn't matter who told me. What matters is, Uncle Lu, do you know what it would mean if word got back to Mother, given her temperament?"

If Lu Zhongming was still trying to deny it just now, his mind was finally shaken when Lin Zixuan called Ling Xian'er by her name and seriously pointed out the consequences of Jian Ji knowing about this.

Ling Xian'er, a talented woman from Yu Man Lou, is as beautiful as a flower, yet also charming and adorable. From the first time Lu Zhongming met this beauty two years ago, he could sense the subtle affection she held for him.

Even though he already had Fiora, it still greatly inflated his male ego.

So not long ago, Lu Zhongming finally succumbed to the passionate advances of this charming young beauty and obtained her tender body.

Originally, Lu Zhongming only intended to have a one-night stand, but after experiencing her alluring body, he became completely obsessed.

Sword Maiden's beauty is unparalleled, far surpassing that of Ling Xian'er.

The latter, however, excels in youthful vibrancy, like a newly blossoming flower, offering a different and captivating experience compared to the Fiora.

Having her made him feel ten years younger, a feeling that Lu Zhongming, who was experiencing this for the first time, found irresistible.

In addition, Ling Xian'er's charming appearance when she was clinging to him revealed that she had long been deeply in love with him and that Lu Zhongming was reluctant to leave her.

These past few days, he has been secretly sneaking into Yu Man Lou every night to go to Ling Xian'er's boudoir and enjoy sexual pleasure with her in bed.

He was confident that with his martial arts skills, he could move freely in the vast Jade Pavilion as if it were empty.

Unexpectedly, his whereabouts were exposed just a few days later.

At this moment, Lu Zhongming had no time to consider where he had slipped up. His only thought was how to salvage the situation. He had shared a bed with Jian Ji for so long, how could he not know what kind of person she was? If this got back to her, Lu Zhongming would be in deep trouble.

But Lin Zixuan's attitude also gave Lu Zhongming hope.

He is the Sword Maiden's most beloved son and the future master of Penglai Palace. No matter where his news comes from, as long as his nephew is willing to stand on his side and keep this matter from the Sword Maiden, nothing will happen.

So he said very sincerely, "Xuan'er, this matter... is indeed Uncle Lu's fault. I hope you can help Uncle Lu this time and keep it from your mother."

Seeing that he rarely showed a guilty expression, and that it was somewhat humble, Lin Zixuan's original intention to interrogate him softened.

It's clear that Lu Zhongming truly loves his mother; otherwise, with his status as a Martial Grandmaster, he could easily have multiple wives and concubines, let alone three or four. Why would he need to do this? Thinking of this, Lin Zixuan sighed and said, "What about Ling Xian'er?"

Seeing that his tone had softened, Lu Zhongming immediately seized the opportunity and patted his chest, saying, "I only had a casual fling with her. I assure Xuan'er that I will never have any contact with Ling Xian'er again from now on."

Lin Zixuan remained silent for a moment before finally saying, "Alright, Uncle Lu, I promise to keep this from Mother for you, but only this once, and never again."

Lu Zhongming smiled and patted Lin Zixuan's shoulder happily, saying reassuringly, "I knew you wouldn't turn your Uncle Lu away, Xuan'er. It's my fault for not being able to resist the temptation. Actually, you should know that I've always only had your mother in my heart."

"I'm relieved to hear that, Uncle Lu."

Lin Zixuan nodded and said, "As for Ling Xian'er, it's inconvenient for Uncle Lu to see her anymore. I will talk to Jin'er about this and let her explain to Ling Xian'er. I believe she will understand your position."

Lu Zhongming had no objection to this. "Then it's up to you and Jin'er. Your mother sent a letter. Master Qingyi has invited several prestigious sects to Mount Shu to discuss the Blood Skull matter. So we two will have to set off for Mount Shu in a few days. Try to finish whatever you need to do in the next few days."

Lin Zixuan nodded.

Actually, he didn't have anything in particular to do. Right now, the spiritual power in his body was increasing day by day, and nothing was more important than cultivating the "Cultivation Divine Technique".

Therefore, in the days leading up to his trip to Mount Shu, he planned to dedicate all his time to practicing his martial arts.

However, before that, Lu Zhongming and Ling Xian'er's matter had to be discussed with Sima Jin'er first, as it was quite important. Therefore, Lin Zixuan didn't even have lunch and went straight back to Yu Man Lou.

Upon arriving at Yu Man Lou, they encountered several acquaintances along the way. Upon seeing Lin Zixuan, these talented women from Yu Man Lou greeted him warmly.

Lin Zixuan smiled slightly at them and casually asked if Jin'er had come out. Upon learning that she was still in the inner courtyard, he walked briskly inside.

Before long, they entered the inner courtyard of Yu Man Lou, which belonged exclusively to Sima Jin'er.

The inner courtyard is not like the outer courtyard. Only distinguished guests with extraordinary status are qualified to be invited here. Very few people set foot here on ordinary days. Even the eleven talented women cannot enter at will. Therefore, it is usually very quiet here.

Before long, Lin Zixuan spotted the quiet pavilion where he had talked with Sima Jin'er that morning. It was deserted, so Lin Zixuan had no interest in going there and headed towards Sima Jin'er's small building.

However, after taking only a couple of steps, Lin Zixuan suddenly stopped, strained his eyes, and looked back at the pavilion. He frowned, then turned around and rushed towards the pavilion.

As they drew closer, Lin Zixuan's expression changed drastically when he stood inside the pavilion.

A pair of delicate, small, light green embroidered shoes lay quietly on the ground.

Lin Zixuan took the embroidered shoes in his hand and took a gentle sniff. A faint, delicate fragrance wafted into Lin Zixuan's nose. He was very familiar with this fragrance; it was the unique fragrance of Sima Jin'er.

Lin Zixuan's mind went blank for a moment, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was that Sima Jin'er had met with some misfortune.

Once the thought crossed his mind, he immediately lost his composure. After putting the pair of small embroidered shoes into his bosom, he simultaneously activated the "Cultivation Divine Technique" to conceal all his aura. Only after Lin Zixuan felt that even the pores on his body were closing did he use his movement technique to quickly rush towards the small building.

His aura subsided, but his spiritual senses instantly reached their peak. Within a radius of several dozen feet, nothing could escape Lin Zixuan's notice.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: that his beloved fiancée must be alright! A light footstep came from ahead, and Lin Zixuan flashed to a stop in front of the person.

"Xiaoyun, where is your young lady?"

"Ah, it's Young Master Lin! You startled me."

A maid named Xiaoyun was carrying a wooden basin containing some clothes when Lin Zixuan suddenly appeared before her eyes, startling her.

She patted her chest and said, "My young lady is taking a bath in the small building. Are you here to see her, young master?"

Lin Zixuan was immediately taken aback: "She's taking a bath?"

Xiaoyun nodded. "Yes, Miss just went in not long ago, so she might not be out for a while. Young master, you can sit in the small building for a while."

Apart from that wicked maid named Xiaochun who dared to disregard Lin Zixuan, most of the other maids and servants in Yumanlou recognized Lin Zixuan and knew that this handsome young man was the fiancé of their talented young lady. They treated him with the same familiarity as a half-master.

Lin Zixuan then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll go in and sit down first, you go ahead and do your work."

"Yes, young master."

Lin Zixuan walked towards the small building. He took out the pair of embroidered shoes from inside his robe, various guesses flashing through his mind, before putting them back into his bosom.

For reasons unknown, Lin Zixuan concealed his aura and, like a ghost in broad daylight, silently approached the small building, squinting as he examined the elegant pavilion.

His senses expanded to their limit, and he vaguely heard the sound of water flowing as Sima Jin'er bathed, as well as a soft sigh from her. Sima Jin'er was indeed bathing, which Lin Zixuan found somewhat strange, as he knew that Sima Jin'er did not have the habit of bathing during the day.

Moreover, when I saw her more than an hour ago, she was clearly clean and fresh, and there was no need for her to take a bath.

While puzzled, Lin Zixuan had already enhanced his eyesight to a level that ordinary experts could not match, and he keenly spotted a faint footprint on the round wooden railing on the third floor of the pavilion.

He was startled. The distance from the ground to the third floor of the pavilion was at least ten zhang. Anyone who could leap up there using their lightness skills must be a master.

Sima Jin'er was powerless, and besides, this was her own little building, so it couldn't possibly be her work. That means that a master from Yu Man Lou had infiltrated Sima Jin'er's third floor.

The third floor was Sima Jin'er's boudoir. What was the man's intention in sneaking in there?

Thinking of this, Lin Zixuan's face turned cold. He suppressed his aura and, after making sure there was nothing missing, lightly leaped onto the round wooden railing on the second floor.

With a light touch of the toes, I silently climbed to the third floor, and with a slight turn of my body, I landed in the inner corridor.

There was a shoe print on the round wooden railing, a man's shoe print.

Directly opposite the shoe print was the door to Sima Jin'er's boudoir, so Lin Zixuan gently pushed open the door and slipped inside.

He had been to this room many times and had even spent the night here before, so Lin Zixuan was extremely familiar with Sima Jin'er's boudoir.

The boots stepped onto the soft blanket, and the familiar scent of spices wafted into his nose. Then, a familiar aroma entered Lin Zixuan's nostrils, making him shudder.

He approached Sima Jin'er's large bed, his face pale. He drew back the gauze curtains, and Lin Zixuan could smell the erotic scent of lovemaking between a man and a woman without even getting close. The scent filled the entire bed.

The white bedding was neatly folded, but Lin Zixuan noticed a damp patch on the pink sheets.

He leaned closer, took just one sniff, and his face showed an expression of pain, disappointment, and resentment.

That smell was familiar to him.

Lin Zixuan and Sima Jin'er had also shared passionate moments on this bed, experiencing the peak of their desires together. Every time Lin Zixuan collapsed onto Sima Jin'er and reluctantly withdrew his penis, the scent left on the sheets was exactly the same as what Lin Zixuan was smelling at this moment.

Lin Zixuan never expected that after he finished his meeting with Sima Jin'er this morning, his beloved fiancée would be having sex with another man on this very bed.

Jin'er, I clearly love you so much, why did you betray me! Lin Zixuan clenched his teeth, his heart feeling as if it were bleeding.

No wonder he found her embroidered shoes in the pavilion. It's highly likely that after he left, the mysterious man came to the pavilion and got intimate with Sima Jin'er. In the heat of the moment, Sima Jin'er didn't even care about the embroidered shoes she had taken off, and was carried upstairs by the man.

This explains why Sima Jin'er lost her shoes, why a man's new shoe print appeared on the railing outside the door, why the room was filled with a sensual atmosphere, and even why Sima Jin'er took a bath during the day.

He took a deep breath, really wanting to rush downstairs and loudly question Sima Jin'er: who was that man? In what way was Lin Zixuan inferior to him? The thought of his stunningly beautiful fiancée, whose beauty was unparalleled in the capital, having an affair with a man whose identity he still didn't know filled him with negative emotions.

In the end, Lin Zixuan did not rush down. Instead, he took a deep breath and gradually regained his composure.

He knew in his heart that even if he confronted Sima Jin'er at this moment, it would be of no use. He had long sensed that Sima Jin'er's feelings for him were no longer what they used to be.

Lin Zixuan even had a vague premonition that if he confronted Sima Jin'er at this moment, not only would he fail to win her back, but he might even cause her to throw herself directly into that man's arms.

Therefore, it is not yet time to confront Sima Jin'er.

Sima Jin'er's infidelity didn't happen overnight. The most urgent thing now is to improve his skills as soon as possible. He must eliminate this troublesome problem at the most appropriate time and place.

As for how to resolve it... Lin Zixuan's eyes had never been so filled with such intense killing intent.

A moment later, Lin Zixuan quietly returned outside the building, then relaxed completely and casually walked into the pavilion.

The embroidered shoes were still in his arms, not put back in their original place, because he wanted to give Sima Jin'er a warning.

If she still has feelings for him, then after discovering that the embroidered shoes she left behind are missing, she will inevitably suspect that Lin Zixuan has noticed something. Lin Zixuan really wants to see how Sima Jin'er will react.

Not long after, Sima Jin'er came out.

From her graceful long dress to the flower hairpin in her hair, the embroidered shoes on her feet, and even the pearls on her earlobes, everything about her was pure white, like a holy fairy, too beautiful to look at directly.

However, a blush still lingered on her delicate face, making her even more captivating and breathtakingly beautiful.

This reminded Lin Zixuan of the fairy goddess before him, who seemed to be only to be admired from afar and not to be profaned. Just a short while ago, she had been stripped naked in her boudoir, pinned down on the bed by a man, and manipulated at will. Moreover, he had forcefully ejaculated into her most sacred place as a woman.

Thinking of this, Lin Zixuan couldn't help but feel a surge of intense jealousy towards that man.

She looked at Lin Zixuan in surprise, "Why are you here again so soon?"

Lin Zixuan thought to himself, "If it were any faster, the scene of you having sex with that adulterer in bed would probably be exposed to the world."

He was in a bad mood and just grunted an "um" before saying briefly, "When I got back, I questioned Uncle Lu about this matter. He said he was just being casual and assured me that he would never have any contact with Ling Xian'er again."

Sima Jin'er nodded and said, "Uncle Lu's willingness to pull back from the brink is a good thing for both him and Xian'er. Xuanlang, thank you."

Lin Zixuan really wanted to ask, "Uncle Lu has already pulled back from the brink, so what about you?" But he didn't dare to speak. At the same time, Lin Zixuan sensed that Sima Jin'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief the moment she heard him finish speaking, and felt extremely puzzled.

It's only natural that Sima Jin'er was furious that the talented Ling Xian'er had gotten involved with Lu Zhongming. Lu Zhongming promised not to provoke Ling Xian'er again, which might have made her feel relieved or even calmed her down, but it certainly wouldn't have made her feel secretly relieved, because that wouldn't fit Sima Jin'er's reaction.

Although Ling Xian'er is one of the eleven talented women of Yu Man Lou, she is famous throughout the capital, has countless suitors, and can bring Yu Man Lou a lot of income.

But for Sima Jin'er, that was all; her status in Sima Jin'er's heart was only equal to that of the other ten talented women.

Lin Zixuan secretly guessed that things were probably not so simple with Ling Xian'er.

He felt that Sima Jin'er had been hiding too much from him lately. He could no longer see through his former closest lover and felt that she had too many secrets. It seemed necessary to ask her about Ling Xian'er.

"Xuanlang, have you had lunch yet?"

After talking for a while, Sima Jin'er asked a question softly.

Lin Zixuan told a little lie: "I've already used it. I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer."

Sima Jin'er nodded demurely and said, "Then I'll see you out."

"No need, I know this place very well."

Lin Zixuan waved his hand, stopping her.

He was planning to go to the outer courtyard to find someone, but he couldn't let Sima Jin'er find out.

Fortunately, Sima Jin'er did not insist and watched him leave the pavilion.

Yu Man Lou was very large. Lin Zixuan wandered around for about half an incense stick's time before finally finding the maid named Xiao Cui that he was looking for.

Unlike the other maids in Yu Man Lou, Xiao Cui addressed Lin Zixuan not as Young Master Lin, but as Young Master.

Qin Yuning had assigned several maids to Yu Man Lou, and Xiao Cui was one of them. Xiao Cui was very happy to see her young master.

"Young Master, why have you been visiting the Young Madam at Jade Pavilion so rarely lately?"

Lin Zixuan, using his heightened senses to the fullest, confirmed that there was no one else within a radius of several dozen feet, and then said, "Xiaocui, does the young master have something to ask you?"

"Young master, please speak."

Seeing that Lin Zixuan seemed to have something important to do, Xiaocui quickly said.

"Has anything strange happened to your Miss Ling Xian'er of Jade Pavilion lately?"

"Fairy Maiden?"

Xiao Cui was somewhat surprised that Lin Zixuan wanted to ask about Ling Xian'er, but she still thought about it seriously, "Nothing strange... there isn't..."

Lin Zixuan frowned. "Really not at all?"

"Really, no."

Xiaocui nodded with absolute certainty.

Lin Zixuan was somewhat disappointed; it seemed he had been overthinking things.

Nodding, he was about to let Xiaocui leave when she seemed to remember something and added, "By the way, young master, it seems that Miss Xian'er has had a falling out with Young Master Zhang these past few days. She hasn't been able to see him for several days, which has made him very disappointed and sad. I wonder if this is considered strange?"

"Young Master Zhang? Could he be Ling Xian'er's lover?"

Lin Zixuan frowned and asked.

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Cui answered truthfully, "Young Master Zhang was personally invited to Yu Man Lou by the young mistress half a year ago. At that time, Young Master Zhang also took a fancy to Miss Xian'er, and the current Crown Prince Li Ye was also involved. The two often competed for her affections. But not long after, Miss Xian'er and Young Master Zhang became a couple."

"Young Master Zhang dotes on Miss Xian'er, and everyone in the Jade Pavilion knows this. But for some reason, Miss Xian'er and Young Master Zhang have had a falling out these past few days. That's why Young Master Zhang has been getting completely drunk every night."

Lin Zixuan narrowed his eyes as he listened.

Sima Jin'er's status is that of an ordinary noblewoman; she wouldn't even bother to meet her. So who exactly is this so-called Young Master Zhang that he was personally invited by Sima Jin'er?

At the same time, Xiao Cui told him that Ling Xian'er's lover was this young master Zhang. Could it be that Sima Jin'er was so worried about Lu Zhongming and Ling Xian'er because she was afraid that Lu Zhongming's appearance would ruin the relationship between this young master Zhang and Ling Xian'er? Thinking about her anger this morning and then the relief she just breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Zixuan thought it was more and more likely.

But what was the reason Sima Jin'er was so concerned about this matter? Something seemed to flash through his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

He asked in a deep voice, "What is Young Master Zhang's full name? What is his background?"

"All we know is that Young Master Zhang's full name is Zhang Wenyun. As for his identity, only the young mistress and Miss Xian'er probably know."

"Zhang Wenyun..."

Lin Zixuan muttered a few words to himself. He was unfamiliar with the name and was certain that he did not know this person.

Xiaocui asked cautiously, "Young Master, you wouldn't... have taken a liking to Miss Xian'er, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zixuan chuckled and said, "Of course not, don't overthink it."

Xiao Cui immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In her heart, Ling Xian'er was a talented woman with both beauty and talent, but after all, she had been with Young Master Zhang for some time, and her precious virginity must have been taken away by Young Master Zhang long ago.

As for her young master, who is the future master of Penglai Palace, to put it bluntly, Ling Xian'er is not good enough for him. Moreover, even if he really falls in love with Ling Xian'er, the young mistress would never agree.

In Xiaocui's opinion, only a fairy-like young mistress is a good match for the young master; no other woman is suitable.

Lin Zixuan had no idea what the maid was thinking. He said with a serious expression, "Xiaocui, you must remember that you must not reveal the things I asked you about today to anyone, including Jin'er."

"Ah, even if the young mistress asks, I can't say?"

Xiaocui seemed very surprised.

"right."

Lin Zixuan said solemnly, "I need to investigate something very important, and don't let Jin'er know about it, understand?"

Xiao Cui, being from Penglai Palace, nodded firmly despite having doubts about her young master's request.

Lin Zixuan then left with peace of mind.

Back at the villa, upon learning that Lu Zhongming had gone out on business, Lin Zixuan had no choice but to give up asking him about Zhang Wenyun's background and instead calm down to cultivate and meditate.

As night deepened, Lin Zixuan remained immersed in a state of blissful oblivion, showing no reaction to the outside world.

Unbeknownst to Lin Zixuan, Lu Zhongming, after returning to the villa and confirming that Lin Zixuan was practicing her martial arts diligently inside, quietly left again.

"Miss, Young Master Zhang is completely drunk again. Aren't you going to go check on him?"

The one who spoke was a rather pretty maid, Ling Xian'er's personal maid.

Before the maid, a charming and lovely young girl was sitting in front of a bronze mirror combing her hair. Hearing the voice, she shook her head and said, "It's so late, I'm going to bed. You can go now."

The maid hesitated for a moment, but obediently closed the door and left.

After the maid left, the languid expression on Ling Xian'er's face immediately froze, as if she had encountered some problem.

In the afternoon, Sima Jin'er sent someone to find her. When she arrived, she learned that her relationship with Lu Zhongming had been exposed.

Ling Xian'er didn't understand. Lu Zhongming had clearly assured her that no one else would know about his comings and goings at Yu Man Lou, so why did Sima Jin'er know about it?

Upon learning from Sima Jin'er that Lu Zhongming had promised to have no further contact with her, Ling Xian'er immediately felt that all her efforts had been in vain.

The bronze mirror reflected her pretty face with furrowed brows. Ling Xian'er felt she had to find a way to secretly contact Lu Zhongming again, otherwise she would be unable to complete the task assigned to her by the madam.

Just as Ling Xian'er was frowning and deep in thought, she heard a light knocking on the window.

Immediately afterwards, a deep voice said softly, "Xian'er, it's me."

A look of joy immediately appeared on Ling Xian'er's face. She quickly opened the door a crack, and the next moment, a familiar figure flashed in.

As soon as she closed the door, Ling Xian'er threw herself into the man's arms. "Brother Ming, you're finally here. I thought you would never see me again."

After saying that, Ling Xian'er planted a kiss directly on Lu Zhongming's lips.

Lu Zhongming held the delicate beauty in his arms and kissed her passionately. His large hands were not idle either. Through the thin nightgown, he kneaded Ling Xian'er's large breasts, which did not match her face.

Ling Xian'er moaned softly as he kneaded her.

She let out a sound. "Ming-ge, you're so mean! You haven't answered her question yet. Do you know what Miss Jin'er said to me this afternoon?"

Lu Zhongming was absolutely smitten with this petite beauty with a youthful face and large breasts; it was a thrilling experience unlike that of the Sword Maiden.

He held her in his arms, stroking her as he comforted her gently, "My darling, how could your brother Ming bear to never see you again? That was just a temporary measure. We love each other, and what we do is our own business. How can outsiders point fingers at us?"

A barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in Ling Xian'er's beautiful eyes. The next moment, her eyes welled up with tears, as if she were extremely heartbroken, and she said, "But Jin'er already told Xian'er that your Penglai Sword Maiden is proud and will never allow her man to have three wives and four concubines. Xian'er... Xian'er is destined to be with Ming-ge but not to be together..."

"Oh, my darling, don't cry, listen to me."

Lu Zhongming hurriedly wiped away her tears and said with heartache, "I know Jian Ji's character. It's impossible for her to accept you, but you two are separated by more than a thousand miles, one on Penglai Island and the other in the capital."

Sword Maiden is a very busy person; she simply doesn't have the energy to manage things here. As long as we are careful, once you leave Jade Pavilion, the sky's the limit for you, won't you?

Ling Xian'er's face first showed joy, but then she said with some worry, "But, Ming-ge, I heard that Penglai Palace is quite powerful. If the Penglai Sword Maiden sends someone to investigate, won't our relationship be cleared up in no time?"

"Oh, you're overthinking it."

Lu Zhongming smiled smugly and said, "Have you forgotten who I am? I am a Martial Master. Although Sword Maiden is extremely famous on the continent, my influence is even greater in the capital. I recently purchased a large plot of land near Five Lakes Manor specifically for you to build our love nest. You will be the mistress there, and everything will be up to you."

Ling Xian'er's face showed disbelief, and she said with a trembling voice, "Is this real, Brother Ming? Xian'er isn't dreaming, is she?"

Seeing her touched expression, Lu Zhongming felt a surge of pride. "Of course it's true, I would never lie to you."

He then added, "Come on, let's go to bed and talk about it in detail."

Ling Xian'er gave him a light punch to the chest with a shy expression, letting him laugh and carry her to the bed.

Before long, the two of them were naked and were embracing and kissing passionately on the bed.

Lu Zhongming stared wide-eyed at Ling Xian'er's enormous breasts, kneading them as he exclaimed, "So big!"

Ling Xian'er blushed upon hearing this, "Is it bigger than your swordswoman's?"

Lu Zhongming could hear the competitive undertone in her voice, and knew that she knew in her heart that she could never compare to the Sword Maiden. So he said, "The Sword Maiden's breasts are not small either, but they are still slightly inferior to yours."

As expected, a sweet smile appeared on Ling Xian'er's face.

Lu Zhongming played with the pair of large, round balls in his hands, and his penis quickly became painfully hard. So he leaned close to Ling Xian'er's ear and said, "Xian'er, turn around and lie on the bed. This time I'm going to fuck you from behind."

Ling Xian'er playfully hit him, saying, "Brother Ming, you...you're so mean."

But despite saying that, her body obediently turned around and lay face down on the bed, revealing her rounded buttocks.

Lu Zhongming kneaded her buttocks a few times and chuckled, "You're already my woman, what are you shy about?"

To everyone's surprise, Ling Xian'er turned her head, pouting, "Xian'er isn't your woman yet. She hasn't broken up with Young Master Zhang. You're making Young Master Zhang a cuckold."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhongming snorted and said, "That brat Zhang Wenyun got Xian'er's red pill before I did. Now I'm putting a green hat on him, which can be considered revenge."

He held his already rock-hard penis and pressed it against Ling Xian'er's wet and sticky vulva, saying, "But this green hat is for the last time tonight. After tonight, you, Xian'er, will belong to me completely. I'm going to fuck you until you're big."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhongming thrust forward hard, his penis penetrating deep into Ling Xian'er's body, between her buttocks.

"ah……"

"Um!"

The man and woman on the bed both let out sounds of pleasure.

Lu Zhongming thrust his hips, again and again, making Ling Xian'er moan incessantly.

"Ah... Brother Ming, you're so bad... to do this to Xian'er. Ah... it's not enough that you've already cuckolded Young Master Zhang, you also want Xian'er to have your baby, you're so wicked... Ah!"

"Ming-ge...do you really want Xian'er...to have your baby?"

Lu Zhongming pressed down on her buttocks, panting heavily as he said, "That's right, Xian'er, give me a child."

As Ling Xian'er endured his thrusts, she said intermittently, "But...don't you still have Sword Maiden...let...let Sword Maiden give birth to your child, Xian'er is afraid of pain..."

The "plop plop" sound continued.

While vigorously thrusting into her, Lu Zhongming said, "When I'm with Jian Ji, she always uses her internal energy to expel all the semen from her body afterward. Even if there's any residue, she uses her internal energy to completely eliminate it. She doesn't want to have my child right now. But I can't help but be anxious. My dear Xian'er, please grant your husband's request."

This was a major worry for Lu Zhongming.

Not only did the Sword Maiden refuse his marriage proposal, but even during their intimate moments, she only enjoyed the act of lovemaking and had no intention of having his child, which greatly frustrated Lu Zhongming.

Ling Xian'er, who was being manipulated and looked like she was about to die, had a hint of joy flash in her beautiful eyes, but then it disappeared.

"Then... then Xian'er will reluctantly give birth to one for Brother Ming."

Lu Zhongming was overjoyed and grabbed her buttocks with both hands, slapping them repeatedly.

They began to manipulate the earth even more forcefully.

"Xian'er is so kind, I won't stand on ceremony."

Ling Xian'er's pretty face, which was lying face down, flashed with a look of schadenfreude, and her mouth became even more charming: "Come on, Brother Ming, push harder."

Having been away on business, Lu Zhongming had not been intimate with Jian Ji for several days. As a result, he had been venting his energy on Ling Xian'er for the past few days and was experiencing a different kind of enjoyment from Jian Ji. This made Lu Zhongming forget everything else and he thrust into her with extra force.

Lu Zhongming fucked Ling Xian'er for a full half hour before he began to feel exhausted. With the beauty's permission, he ejaculated inside her with great pleasure.

After exchanging intimate words for a while, Lu Zhongming reluctantly said, "Alright, I have important business to attend to at Mount Shu in a few days, so I won't be able to visit you for a while. Take good care of yourself, and I'll come again next time."

Disappointment appeared on Ling Xian'er's face: "Aren't you going to stay with Xian'er tonight?"

Lu Zhongming shook his head and said, "No, I suspect that it was because I stayed overnight at your place a few times before and was seen sneaking out in the early morning that I was seen. So it's best to leave under the cover of night."

"Okay, Ming-ge, you must come earlier next time."

After saying that, she touched her bare belly and smiled slightly, "I wonder if Ming-ge's little baby is inside."

Lu Zhongming was overjoyed to hear this, and laughed heartily, kissing her several times on the lips. "It would be best if we had her. I will treat Xian'er like an empress."

Only then did he get out of bed, get dressed, and leave.

After Lu Zhongming left, Ling Xian'er put away her charming expression, sat down at the table fully clothed, and then picked up a pen to write some secret words that no one else could understand.

Ling Xian'er sneered as she recalled Lu Zhongming's passionate display of passion as he rode her just moments before.

Lu Zhongming would never have imagined that Ling Xian'er's true identity was that she was Hua Niang's personal disciple and the only member of the Maiden Sect who did not know any martial arts.

She was one of the eyes that the Madam had placed in Yu Man Lou, and also the last test for Lu Zhongming this time.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhongming failed, and failed utterly.

As a martial arts master, he actually planned to keep another woman as his mistress without Jian Ji's knowledge.

He even planned to have her bear his child behind her back.

How could such a man be worthy of Madam! Ling Xian'er thought to herself.