Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 682: Huang Rong’s Shame and Anger

Madame Tang continued, “I hope, Young Master, that you do not intend to kill him. First, he is surrounded by powerful experts, and an assassination attempt would be far too dangerous. Second, in the eyes of certain individuals, the Tang Kuo family is already marked as his people. If he were to die, our family would undoubtedly be purged by his political enemies. I do not wish to see such an outcome.”

Song Qingshu frowned. “I have no habit of sharing women with other men.”

Madame Tang smiled sweetly. “Young Master need not worry. That man has beauties surrounding him, and I am so far from the capital that he has no chance to even touch me.”

Seeing that Song Qingshu still looked displeased, Madame Tang pulled his hand and acted coquettishly. “Young Master, have a little faith in me. You are a man among men. After being favored by you, how could I ever look at another man?”

Song Qingshu suddenly had a strange expression. “Then if your husband returns home, will you refuse to let him touch you as well?”

Madame Tang’s eyes shimmered with allure as she whispered, “If Young Master forbids it, I will not let him touch me.”

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but laugh. “I suddenly feel quite sorry for your husband.”

Madame Tang giggled. “Well, it’s his fault for not being as capable as you.”

Her flirtatious demeanor ignited a fire within Song Qingshu. Without hesitation, he grabbed her and headed toward the nearby inn. Madame Tang was momentarily startled, but when she realized his intent, she broke into a smitten smile.

Casting a nervous glance at the guards behind her, she knew that some of them were her husband’s trusted aides. However, at this point, she could not be bothered to care. In the end, it was his own fault for being powerless.
*****

“Hmmng~ Ah~”

Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were meditating in their room, simultaneously opened their eyes. 

The woman’s passionate m0ans from the next room sent a jolt through them, making it impossible to concentrate.

“Shameless!” Huang Rong’s face turned crimson as she spat in disgust. From the sounds of it, that woman was utterly lost in pleasure, without the slightest intention of restraining herself.

Even Guo Jing, a man of righteousness, felt an uncontrollable fire stirring in him. His eyes turned red as he gazed at his beautiful wife.

Huang Rong noticed the desire in her husband’s eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. Over the years, her Brother Jing had devoted all his energy to defending Xiangyang City. The times they had been intimate were few and far between. In fact, if she thought about it, it had been nearly a year since he last touched her… 

‘Could it be that now, he wants to…’

If it had been before, she would have been overjoyed and full of anticipation. But for some reason, she hesitated.

Guo Jing, however, was a true hero. He understood the importance of tonight’s mission and knew he couldn’t afford to waste his strength at such a critical moment. In the end, his reason overcame his desire, and he stood up. “Rong’er, let’s go out for some fresh air.”

Huang Rong shook her head. “Brother Jing, you go ahead. If I go out, it might expose our identities.”

Unlike Guo Jing, who had an unremarkable face that blended into any crowd, Huang Rong’s unparalleled beauty made her stand out, even if she dressed as a peasant woman. If they ran into some lecherous noble scion, it could cause unnecessary trouble. Since they were in Jin territory, any mishap could lead to the complete failure of their mission.

Guo Jing understood her reasoning, so he did not insist. However, as the m0ans from next door grew louder and more uninhibited, he, a man of integrity, found it unbearable to remain in the room. “Rong’er, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to endure it for a while.” With that, he hurriedly left.

After he was gone, Huang Rong stuffed cotton into her ears to block out the noise. Left alone, she quickly grew bored. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. Ŗ𝐀ΝỐ𐌱ЕS

“Hmph! I want to see just who these shameless adulterers are, daring to indulge in such debauchery in broad daylight!”

As the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, Huang Rong had always been mischievous. She had tempered herself somewhat after marrying Guo Jing, but now that he was gone, her old habits resurfaced, and she was overcome with curiosity.

Stepping out of her room, she noticed several guards stationed discreetly at the entrances of the hallway, scanning the area with wary expressions. It dawned on her why no one had intervened despite the outrageous commotion—the guards were there to ensure they wouldn’t be disturbed.

Since their attention was focused outward, Huang Rong was able to avoid detection. She stealthily approached a hidden window near the next room, where the sounds of passion were even clearer.

The woman’s m0ans, mixed with the rhythmic sloshing of water, left no room for doubt about what was happening inside. As a married woman herself, Huang Rong’s face turned as red as an apple. She quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then licked her finger and quietly poked a hole in the window paper.

Peering inside, the first thing she saw was a pile of discarded cl0thing scattered across the floor. 

She scoffed in disdain but continued looking. 

Her gaze traveled upward and fell upon a pair of long, snow-white legs raised high in the air. 

A brawny man was pressing down on the w0man beneath him, thrusting with fervent intensity. The stark contrast between the w0man’s fair skin and the man’s bronzed physique unexpectedly formed a strangely harmonious scene.

The sheer strength of the man’s movements and the natural rhythm of his thrusts sent Huang Rong’s heart racing. She instinctively wanted to retreat, but at that moment, the man inside seemed to sense something. His head snapped toward the window.

“Who’s there?”

Huang Rong panicked and instantly activated her Qinggong, vanishing in a blur as she fled back to her room. Pressing herself against the door, her ample chest heaved with rapid breaths.

After a long while, realizing that no one was chasing after her, she finally let out a sigh of relief. But her initial panic soon turned into overwhelming embarrassment and rage.

“Song Qingshu, you b*stard!”

*****

Back in the adjacent room, a smooth, jade-like arm snaked around Song Qingshu’s neck. “Young Master, who was it?”

“I’m not sure. Probably just some petty thief.” Song Qingshu frowned. He hadn’t gotten a clear look at the intruder.

“Forget about that nonsense. I still want more~” Madame Tang clamped her legs around his wa!st, pulling his dragon back inside her dripping wet canal.

“Mnnghh~”

“Since Madame is so eager, how could I refuse?” Song Qingshu grinned and resumed his passionate conquest.

***** 

On their way back to the military governor’s residence from the inn, Madame Tang abandoned her previous reservations and openly clung to Song Qingshu’s arm, her b0dy melting against him like boneless silk.

Looking at this enchanting woman, exuding endless tenderness, Song Qingshu felt an immense sense of satisfaction. Love, after all, was something born from… well, experiences like these.

“Young Master, are you looking to inquire about something?” Madame Tang suddenly whispered after a while.

Song Qingshu was momentarily surprised but quickly understood. As a noblewoman accustomed to dealing with men, she naturally had a keen sense of observation. He had subtly probed for information several times, and she had clearly noticed.

Realizing this, he chose not to hide it any longer. With confidence in his recent “efforts,” he straightforwardly revealed the general purpose of his mission. 

After all, after the past two days, he was certain that this delicate beauty was now completely his, with no fear that she would betray him.

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