Chapter 218: Chapter 192: She’s Here, She’s Finally Here!
Xiuyue Square·Huadian Lane.
A narrow alley leads in, with small individual courtyards on both sides, varying in size, housing seventy to eighty households, all occupied by young, beautiful single women.
These women are free; they are compelled by various reasons to reluctantly sell their artistry to earn a living.
Talented and tasteful, not only can they sing melodious tunes, their voices enchanting, and their figures graceful, but they are also skilled in all kinds of arts, captivating men, lingering in their dreams. Many literary figures love to frequent such places.
Actually, most of the residents in this alley are the mistresses of wealthy men. Having no chance to become part of the household, they have to endure grievances here.
Only a small portion are genuinely open for business, and once the door opens, naturally people visit, and then become private patrons...
In fact, these women only fare slightly better than those in the brothels; once they age and lose men’s favor, this lifestyle becomes fleeting like a yesterday’s flower.
Most of the women living here rent their houses, so they are like floating duckweeds...
Number thirteen.
A seemingly inauspicious house number.
It was rented at a high price last year; it’s only known that a young woman moved in, bringing along a cold and indifferent servant.
Only the two of them, with no other servants, the lantern at the door is a red lantern without an accompanying nameplate.
This nameplaceless lantern indicates that a woman of this household is already spoken for.
She is rarely seen going out.
And almost no men are seen visiting her.
That evening, a man in splendid clothes appeared at the door, extremely handsome in appearance, cautiously glancing around before knocking on the door.
The small door opened a crack, revealing half a cold face: "Here."
"Where is the young lady?"
"In the study."
"Take me there..."
Inside the study, a slender, graceful figure stands before the desk, with a brush swiftly flying across the page, a palette to the left, upon the snow-white mulberry paper, the image of a dashing young man emerges under this masterful stroke.
The young man in the brocade robe stood quietly by the side, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.
"Mrs. Qiao." The young woman set aside the brush, placing it on the brush rack, with a slight smile looking at Mrs. Qiao from Huaye Tower, who came disguised as a man, "Does it resemble?"
Mrs. Qiao stepped forward, glanced at the youth in the painting, revealing a hint of surprise, and raised her thumb: "Miss, your painting technique is extraordinary, it resembles, very much so."
The young woman smiled gently, swaying slightly with lotus steps, raised her head slightly, revealing half a tender neck. She wore a moon-white short jacket inside, draped with a pomegranate red brocade cape on the outside, adorned with a fiery red fox fur collar. Her jet-black hair naturally hung over her shoulders, with jade-like slender fingers, her skin as fair as jade, innately alluring, exuding an indescribable charm with every smile and gesture.
What a stunningly beautiful maiden.
"Miss, she’s back, seems severely injured, asked me to purchase precious medicinal materials immediately, here is the list." Mrs. Qiao took out a list from her sleeve, handed it over with both hands.
The beautiful youth did not reach out to take it, instructing Mrs. Qiao to place it on the nearby table for her to see.
So cautious.
This list, once passing through her hands, would carry her scent. Others may not notice, but Si Miaoxue would. Among all the consort candidates for the Moon Palace, she is the only worthy rival.
"Dracaena, night-blooming herb, blood-refining flower... Seems she is indeed heavily injured." Yue Mei’Er, seeing the medicinal herbs listed, couldn’t help but smile, a hundred charms blooming, even Mrs. Qiao, as a woman, couldn’t help but feel her heart wavered.
No wonder so many men in the sect are willing to bow to her skirts. Even the Sect Leader, at the age past sixty, was enamored with her.
The Saint Heir has yet to be found, and over the years, the Sect Leader has favored many women, yet hasn’t sired a single offspring.
Yue Mei was originally one of the consort candidates for the Saint Heir, yet now, she might be favored by the Sect Leader, becoming the Sect Leader’s wife in the Moon Worship Sect.
Of course, there are many women of the Sect Leader, but the position of his wife remains vacant.
If Yue Mei’Er agrees and is favored by the Sect Leader and begets offspring, she would surely assume the position of the Sect Leader’s wife.
The Sect Leader’s lifespan is limited, once he passes, Yue Mei’Er, bearing a child, would likely become the Mother Superior of Moon Worship Sect with immense power.
But she seems unwilling to do so.
Opted for the same path that Si Miaoxue took.
Si Miaoxue had Long Po as her teacher, the Protector of Moon Worship Sect. With her unique cultivation technique, when the Sect Leader had such thoughts, she used the search for the Saint Heir as an excuse and eloped.
She ran away for ten years and has not returned since.
Yue Mei’Er, backed by the Yue Family of the Moon Palace, the most powerful family in Moon Worship Sect, even as the Sect Leader, couldn’t force Yue Mei’Er. After all, these girls were originally selected for the Saint Heir.
He could not repeatedly break the rules.
The Yue family’s noble lineage, if coupled with the Saint Heir, the chances of birthing new bloodline individuals would be greater.
The Sect Leader spent so many years trying; even if he couldn’t birth a bloodline child, he should at least produce one or two to carry on?
Alas, not even one.
Many within the sect suspect the Sect Leader has lost the ability to procreate, no matter how many women he favors, it’s futile.
Naturally, the Yue family is unwilling to offer their extraordinarily gifted Yue Mei’Er to the current Sect Leader. If the Saint Heir is found, all the better. If not, even with "spiritual selection," Yue Mei’Er stands a chance.
"Miss, what should I do?" Mrs. Qiao softly inquired.
"Procure the medicinal materials as per the list for her." Yue Mei’Er smiled enchantingly, "Having been struck by our Yue family’s Absolute Yin Hand, for her to have survived so long is indeed impressive."
Absolute Yin Hand!
Mrs. Qiao couldn’t help but cover her mouth and exclaim.
"When can you find the face she shows to others?" Yue Mei’Er asked.
"Soon, she likes to keep that mask close to her body and only takes it off when soaking in a potion bath, otherwise, we have no chance," Mrs. Qiao explained.
"Very well, I’ll wait for your good news."
"Miss, I’ll take my leave now to avoid being detected by her," Mrs. Qiao hurriedly bowed.
Before leaving, Mrs. Qiao couldn’t resist taking another glance at the young man in the painting. It was too similar. Could this boy in the painting be...
Mrs. Qiao dared not ponder further and quickly walked out of the study, leaving.
"Thirteen."
The ice-cold face appeared ghost-like in front of Yue Mei’Er, slightly bowing its head but saying nothing, like a mute.
"Tell me, with your Absolute Yin Hand, how long can one last at most?" Yue Mei’Er asked.
"Five." The number popped out of the mouth of the ice-cold face.
"Great, that means she at most has two days left..." Yue Mei’Er murmured to herself, looking at the young man in the painting, her eyes filled with tender affection, "Si Miaoxue, despite all your efforts, in the end, it was me, Yin Mei’Er, who benefited."
...
"Don’t fool around, your wound hasn’t healed yet..." That night, Lin Miao quietly returned to his own courtyard, and Si Miaoxue, upon noticing, secretly came to meet him in the hidden passage.
Unexpectedly, the moment they met, she made her move.
"It’s fine, I’ve already recovered half of my cultivation. Mr. Lin, now you’re not my match," Si Miaoxue didn’t plan on letting Lin Miao off.
She longed too much for that soul-stirring taste, especially at the moment she was struck by Yue Shisan’s ’Absolute Yin Hand’, her mind couldn’t think of anything else, and she even felt a bit ashamed afterward.
But it was just uncontrollable.
"Si Miaoxue, let’s talk about serious matters first..."
"Isn’t this serious business?"
Unable to resist this enchantress’s soft persuasion, he finally dealt with the "serious business" first.
"Mr. Lin, I feel like my understanding of the Charm Girl Heart Skill has reached a higher level. Just wait a moment while I meditate and comprehend!"
Seducer!
Lin Miao angrily dressed and guarded her from the side.
In less than the time of a stick of incense, Si Miaoxue opened her eyes, a flash of brilliance in her gaze, and said excitedly, "My cultivation is restored."
"What?" Lin Miao was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped. Just now, she said she had recovered only half, but with a small realization, she’s fully restored? Are you kidding?
"Mr. Lin, thanks to you, the Dao of Yin and Yang is truly marvelous. Without you, I wouldn’t have recovered this quickly!" Si Miaoxue explained.
"Are you saying that you recovered so quickly because just now we..."
"Yes, exactly just now, when I couldn’t bear it anymore, I unconsciously ran the Charm Girl Heart Skill, and I seemed to have drawn something from you..."
"Wait, don’t say it... My goodness, does dual cultivation really exist?" Lin Miao had suspected but the topic was relatively "awkward" to talk about openly.
Now, it was Si Miaoxue who proactively broke through this metaphorical window paper.
"Dual cultivation, what is it?"
"This dual cultivation is..." Lin Miao found himself momentarily at a loss for words, so he described it based on his understanding.
It’s when a man and a woman, under the coordination of heart methods, strengthen themselves in the process of energy transmission.
During this process, they can also enjoy the extreme pleasure between a man and a woman. It’s essentially cultivating while performing "the act," and the cultivation efficiency is incredibly fast, akin to a potion bath!
"So that’s what my master was doing with that old monk at the Reclining Buddha Temple. No wonder her skills advanced so much those years..." Si Miaoxue seemed to understand that Master Long Po also took this path.
"Mr. Lin, does that mean anyone can do it?"
"Theoretically, yes, but one must master certain methods; otherwise, it becomes a selfish evil practice that only one side benefits from."
"My Charm Girl Heart Skill, what’s yours?"
"I summarized and created a method called Embrace Yang..." Lin Miao said with an awkward smile.
"Let’s try again..." Si Miaoxue said eagerly, having tasted the benefits.
"Let’s talk about serious matters first!" Lin Miao hurriedly pressed the pause button, needing to catch his breath; even a young bull needs to rest for a while.
"Mrs. Qiao went out this evening. I pretended not to know; she was probably going to meet that little bitch Yue Mei’Er." Si Miaoxue said through gritted teeth.
"Then you can start. Tomorrow, pretend that your injury is serious. For example, talk to her but don’t let her get close, showing a bloody handkerchief halfway hidden..."
"Mr. Lin, you’re so wicked! Is this how you tricked me into your hands?"
"I didn’t trick you." Lin Miao retorted irritably, thinking, my cherished virgin body over two lifetimes was taken by you by force; who do I complain to?
"I was wrong, how about I make it up to you?" Si Miaoxue whispered softly into Lin Miao’s ear, blushing, "At worst, I could try for you what all men supposedly like..."
"Who says so? I don’t like it!"
"Liar, look at your eyebrows raising!"
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