usatvline Chapter 692: Amidst Thousands of Flowers
Chapter 692: Amidst Thousands of Flowers
Liu Ye never expected that Su Wen, who was pregnant, would be more sensitive and have a stronger need than usual. He could easily send her to the peak of pleasure, but he couldn't resist her repeated demands and eventually surrendered.
The next day, after leaving Suwen's room, Liu Ye was still shaken. His training had indeed made a difference. If it were any other concubine, he would have crushed them long ago. He hadn't expected Suwen's combat prowess to rise several levels after becoming pregnant, even defeating this seasoned warrior.
It's unclear whether Lin Shiyue and Suwen's pregnancies spurred the other concubines, but in the following days, Liu Ye received subtle invitations from them one after another. Unable to refuse, he had to treat them all equally, and from then on, he embarked on a painful yet joyful path of no return.
One evening, Liu Ye rested in Dong Xiaowan's room. Dong Xiaowan was quite reserved, unlike Tang Yu and the others, who almost had "I want to have a child for the master" written on their faces. Although they had not yet consummated their marriage due to various reasons after arriving in Lingao, she did not actively seek his favor. Liu Ye also got a rare rest.
After having a few drinks with Dong Xiaowan, he lazily lay on the couch, watching Dong Xiaowan fill several white porcelain cups with a semi-transparent, wine-like drink and add sour plums. He asked curiously, "What is this? Is it wine or tea?"
Dong Xiaowan smiled and replied, "This is a begonia syrup that I specially prepared for you, sir. A few sips after drinking will quench your thirst and relieve your hangover."
"Begonia Dew?" Liu Ye chuckled. "A very elegant name. How was it made?"
"Simmer crabapple blossoms over low heat to obtain flower dew, then season with appropriate amounts of salt and sour plums. The flower dew is now basically ready. Occasionally consuming this flower dew can have the benefits of relieving exterior symptoms, clearing heat, regulating blood, and nourishing the body..."
"But I've heard that although crabapple blossoms are beautiful and alluring, they have no fragrance!" Liu Ye sniffed suspiciously; the dew in the white porcelain cups clearly emitted the fragrance of flowers.
"Is this the fragrance you're referring to, sir?" Dong Xiaowan gently scooped a handful of flower petals from a porcelain bottle and offered them to Liu Ye to smell.
"That's exactly the kind of fragrance I'm talking about."
Dong Xiaowan covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "I grind the juice of different flower stamens and blend it into the flower dew, which will make the originally colorless and odorless begonia dew float with five colors and exude a wonderful fragrance..." As she spoke, she picked up a porcelain cup and brought it to Xia Tiannan's lips, "Please taste it, sir."
Just listening to Dong Xiaowan's soft, melodious introduction, Liu Ye was already captivated. Looking at the amber-like condensation in the cup, crystal clear, and smelling the fragrance of flowers, he felt instantly refreshed. He took the porcelain cup, sipped it, and a sweet and sour, wonderfully fragrant taste slid down his throat, making every pore on his body feel soothed. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly a skillful hand! To be able to concoct such a wonderful floral dew!"
"You flatter me, sir."
Liu Ye took another sip and said contentedly, "Xiao Wan, with you by my side, life can be like a poem, warm and romantic."
Dong Xiaowan's eyes sparkled with admiration as she softly replied, "It is a blessing from my past life that I have won your favor, sir. If it weren't for you, I would still be confined to the Qinhuai River and its pleasure boats, spending my days leaning against the railings, selling smiles, and enduring the lewd harassment of playboys like Chang Wei. How could I be living such a carefree and unrestrained life?"
After a few sips of the floral dew, the slight intoxication from the wine subsided somewhat, and Liu Ye felt much more refreshed. He looked at Dong Xiaowan under the moonlight, a beauty who seemed to have stepped out of a painting, gentle and charming. His heart warmed, and he reached out and embraced her.
Dong Xiaowan seemed somewhat shy, feigning reluctance, which aroused Liu Ye's masculine instincts. He embraced her and kissed her. The moment their lips met, Liu Ye felt the body in his arms tremble slightly, then go limp and lose all strength to struggle.
A shy voice came from Liu Ye's embrace: "Master, would you like to turn off the lights?"
Liu Ye looked up and blew out the candlelight on the candlestick, plunging the room into darkness, then leaned down and pressed down on him.
The moonlight, like water, shone into the room, where the two people on the couch were entwined in a tender embrace, the beauty panting softly.
If Suwen was passionate and fiery, then Dong Xiaowan was gentle and tender, representing the pinnacle of various feminine traits. When with Suwen, Liu Ye was like a warrior, facing wave after wave of her attacks, experiencing the exhilarating feeling of meeting his match. When entwined with Dong Xiaowan, her unique gentleness and restraint amplified his masculine sense of conquest. Coupled with Dong Xiaowan's extraordinary talent—even as a virgin, she was naturally gifted and possessed an innate ability to attract men—Liu Ye was driven to ecstasy.
This night turned out to be Liu Ye's happiest night ever, both before and after his time travel.
At the same time, in Guangzhou, on Huifu Street, at the Duan Family Compound.
Duan Mengrou worked late into the night, rapidly calculating on her abacus, reviewing the accounts for the past month in preparation for the handover the next day.
Aunt Jiang stayed by her side, but because she didn't know how to do accounts, she found it boring and drowsy, and her head drooped little by little.
Duan Mengrou glanced at her mother briefly and couldn't help but say, "Mom, if you're sleepy, go to sleep. I'm fine."
Aunt Jiang woke up with a start, half-asleep, and quickly shook her head, "It's alright, I'll stay with you." After a while, she couldn't help but say, "After you've finished reviewing the accounts, can I tell you something?"
Duan Mengrou stopped fiddling with the abacus, glared at Aunt Jiang, and said, "Mother, are you going to say again that you won't come to the Liu family with me?"
Aunt Jiang stammered, "How can a woman marry while still carrying her mother? People will laugh at her! Besides, you're just a concubine, not the wife. Who knows how many people will gossip behind your back..."
Duan Mengrou resumed working on the abacus, no longer glancing at Aunt Jiang, and said firmly, "There's no room for discussion. You must come with me to the Liu family! I'm worried about you staying alone in Guangzhou. As for the gossip, let me bear it myself. People can say whatever they want; it won't hurt me anyway."
Seeing that Duan Mengrou disagreed, Aunt Jiang sighed helplessly. She couldn't tell her daughter the truth; she couldn't very well tell her, "Your future husband has already, by some twist of fate, slept with me." A grave mistake had already been made; did she really want to continue down the wrong path, with the mother and daughter, both confused and bewildered, entering the Liu family together again?
After a long while, Aunt Jiang sighed again and left with a worried look on her face.
Duan Mengrou looked at her mother's retreating figure with a puzzled expression and shook her head. Compared to Aunt Jiang's concerns, she was full of hope, expecting to make a name for herself under Liu Ye's protection as a woman and realize her own value. She wanted her husband, Liu Ye, and everyone who had ever looked down on her to know that women could also achieve great things, instead of just being limited to sewing, mending clothes, and raising children.