Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 365 Yu Mingche is punished

"Waaah..." Ning Xuan muttered to herself, and sobs came from the bed.

Ning Xuan glanced at Yu Mingche, who was tied to the bed, and said, "I understand. Go to Qianjin Restaurant and book a private room for tonight. Send someone to tell them that I'm hosting a banquet for them at Qianjin Restaurant tonight."

"Yes." Yan Fuzhen also heard the commotion coming from Ning Xuan's side. He could naturally tell who the other voice was besides Ning Xuan's.

Yan Fuzhen felt dejected when he thought of Yu Mingche in Ning Xuan's bed and what he looked like. He sighed inwardly, thinking that even if his Marshal had time to be with Ning Xuan, he probably couldn't compete with that vixen Yu Mingche.

Yan Fuzhen appointed him to run errands and do odd jobs, hoping to help his marshal hold onto a position.

Yu Mingche was drugged by Ning Xuan, and fell into a state of confusion that was difficult to control. His original aloof and noble demeanor was completely gone. His fair cheeks were flushed with an abnormal redness, his breathing was rapid and disordered, and his slender fingers gripped the sheets beneath him tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His eyes were unfocused, and his usually upright and gentle gaze was now covered with a layer of mist, his eyes were red at the corners, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Her moist, red lips parted slightly, escaping with a few low, hoarse breaths, her voice raspy beyond recognition: "Xuanxuan..."

His body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, sliding down his delicate jawline. His meticulously tailored shirt collar had been unconsciously ripped open, revealing his well-defined collarbone. Below and in the hollow of his collarbone, there was a dense patch of red marks, around which rows of neat teeth marks were visible.

“Mingche, you embarrassed Yan Fuzhen in front of me, what are you trying to do? Haven’t I given you enough power? Hmm…” Ning Xuan gritted her teeth and whispered, her voice filled with anger.

Yu Mingche tried to stand up, but his feet were bound by vines and his hands were tied to the headboard on both sides, forcing him to remain lying on his back.

“My Lord, Commander Ying said he wants to create some evidence of our discord so that certain people can see it. This will attract more people with ill intentions to jump out as soon as possible. Everyone knows that Yan Fu is Commander Ying’s man. Isn’t our conflict just the same as my conflict with Commander Ying?” Yu Mingche’s delicate eyes were glistening with tears, making her look beautiful and charming.

"Oh, you make it sound so noble, but don't you have any ulterior motives?" Ning Xuan lifted Yu Mingche's chin with her hand, looking at him with amusement.

“Yes, my master has been too good to me lately. I want to see if he will indulge me in this kind of thing.” Yu Mingche said, following Ning Xuan’s words. Under the influence of the medicine, his eyes and brows were flushed, his eyes were watery, and he was very charming.

Ning Xuan stood not far away, admiring his appearance with great interest. "Mingche, you look very charming right now. However, you did something wrong today, and I don't want to embarrass you in front of others, so I can only teach you a lesson on this bed. I hope you'll remember this lesson and not make the same mistake again."

With a muffled "crack," a whip mark appeared on Yu Mingche's fair skin, and the crimson blood instantly stained his clothes.

“Yes, Mingche is willing to accept the Master’s punishment.” Yu Mingche’s voice was low and hoarse, but very pleasant to hear.

Ning Xuan seemed oblivious to the alluring scenery. She raised the rattan whip in her hand and lashed it mercilessly at Yu Mingche. He bit his lower lip, trying to swallow the groans of pain, but the broken sounds still escaped his mouth. His lips were bitten until they were bright red, adding to the cruel beauty of the scene.

The drug Ning Xuan gave him seemed to have more than just an aphrodisiac effect; it also increased his pain sensitivity. Yu Mingche had never experienced such extreme pain before. It felt as if countless sharp thorns were crawling inside him, densely packed, traversing his meridians, blood vessels, muscles, and bones, causing excruciating agony. This pain wasn't just superficial; it extended to the depths of his bone marrow. Every breath was excruciating. The intense pain and the whip marks accelerated the circulation of his qi and blood, allowing the drug to take effect more thoroughly in a short time. A red light crept into Yu Mingche's clear eyes.

With a muffled thud, the ropes binding Yu Mingche's hands snapped, and he rolled off the bed. From the struggle, deep bruises remained on his wrists.

Yu Mingche's feet were still bound by Ning Xuan's vines. After rolling to the ground, Yu Mingche got up, knelt in front of Ning Xuan, and hugged her legs, begging for mercy, "Xuanxuan, it hurts so much." Yu Mingche's voice was broken and trembling at the end, which made Ning Xuan even more excited.

"How can you learn a lesson if it doesn't hurt?" Ning Xuan raised her hand, and Yu Mingche couldn't help but dodge backward.

"Still dare to hide?" Ning Xuan's face darkened.

Despite the torment of pain and lust, Yu Mingche was able to remain conscious entirely due to his willpower. Upon hearing Ning Xuan's question, Yu Mingche subconsciously bowed and replied, "I dare not."

However, when Ning Xuan approached, Yu Mingche couldn't help but back away.

Ning Xuan felt something was wrong with Yu Mingche's reaction. Yu Mingche was of a high level, so he shouldn't be unable to withstand even a single whipping. She grabbed Yu Mingche's hand and felt his pulse. She found that all three pulses (cun, guan, chi) were tight, indicating severe pain.

Although Yu Mingche's behavior today was suspected of being a power struggle with Yan Fuzhen, strictly speaking, it was not a mistake. Ning Xuan was a little angry, but not very strongly.

Ning Xuan looked at the whip marks on Yu Mingche's body. Although they were bound to break the skin and bleed, the wounds were not very deep. In order not to cause him too much injury, she specially chose a vine whip without sharp points. Is such a wound really that painful?

However, the pulse cannot be faked.

When Ning Xuan saw Yu Mingche's blood-stained lips, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in. Ning Xuan licked a drop of blood from Yu Mingche's lips into her own mouth, and only then did she finally understand what the problem was.

Ning Xuan accidentally refined this medicine while she was on the battlefield of the Myriad Meteor Star Domain. The raw materials used to refine this medicine were very precious, and Ning Xuan only refined one batch.

Ying Yaoshi had personally tried it and said the medicine was very effective. Ning Xuan remembered that later when she examined Ying Yaoshi, his reactions were all normal.

"I'm sorry, Mingche, would you believe me if I said I didn't know this drug had the side effect of increasing pain sensitivity?" Ning Xuan explained to Yu Mingche earnestly.

Yu Mingche nodded haphazardly, holding Ning Xuan tightly.

Ning Xuan looked at Yu Mingche guiltily, picked him up by the waist, and gently placed him on the bed.