Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 471 Gao Yang's Temptation (2)

Those two women were definitely not like ordinary maids.

Perhaps it was because they were so beautiful, and they also had a charming and alluring temperament. There were brothels in Pingyang City, but even the most beautiful courtesans there would probably pale in comparison to these two maids.

This is almost impossible among wealthy and powerful families.

In wealthy and powerful families, rules are of utmost importance. Maids are carefully selected, and they must be beautiful and have good figures. At the same time, they must be proper and dignified. Such charming and alluring women would never be kept in the mansion. After all, no mistress would want some maid to climb into the master's bed for no reason.

This governor's mansion was a gift that Qian Yaozu insisted on giving him.

Qian Yaozu had a fondness for alluring and seductive women, so there were quite a few such maids in the governor's mansion. However, after Luo Yuheng took over the governor's mansion, these women were basically all eliminated.

Where did these two women come from?

Why did he appear in front of Gao Yang again?
Moreover, look at these two women. Although their clothes are in the style of maids, the fabric is of the highest quality. Even their hairpins and earrings are of extraordinary quality. Their skin is snow-white and delicate, and their two small hands are slender and white, without any trace of the hardships of life. Clearly, they live a life of luxury and are definitely not maids.

Most importantly, and perhaps it was just Song Yan's imagination, but he felt that these two women looked somewhat similar to Gao Yang.

Could she be Kong Nianhan's niece or grandniece?
With some doubt in his heart, Song Yan walked towards the pavilion.

The two maids were the first to notice Song Yan's appearance. Their expressions immediately changed, their full bodies tensed up instinctively, and their facial expressions became somewhat stiff. A hint of fear appeared in their large eyes, and their long, snow-white necks twitched unconsciously as they swallowed.

It was as if Song Yan, who was walking towards them, was not a person at all, but... a vengeful ghost.

Gao Yang also heard the noise behind him.

Looking back, she saw Song Yan and a slight smile curved her lips. She stood up, her full chest trembling slightly. The night breeze blew, causing Gao Yang's skirt to flutter and cling tightly to her legs, highlighting the shapely contours of her breasts. Even having seen many beauties, Song Yan had to admit that Gao Yang's figure was truly unmatched by ordinary women; every part of her seemed to be designed to be incredibly alluring to men.

Then I thought of Fang Jun. He has such a beautiful and well-proportioned wife at home, but he doesn't want her. Instead, he spends all his time taking several maids around and exchanging them with other men. I really don't know what's wrong with this guy.

Feeling inexplicably restless, Song Yan frowned and suppressed this strange reaction.

"Cousin, are you done with your work?" Gao Yang's soft, sweet voice drifted on the wind.

Song Yan smiled and said, "I'm done with my work and just wanted to get some fresh air." She then glanced at the two maids before asking again, "Why aren't you resting, cousin? What are you doing?"

Upon hearing Song Yan's question, Gao Yang's face showed a hint of helplessness and exhaustion. He waved the letter in his hand and said, "Cousin, you'll know once you take a look."

Seeing that Gao Yang was about to hand the letter to Song Yan, the two maids behind her panicked. One of them couldn't help but say, "Princess, this is inappropriate... This is your letter, something very confidential. How can you just hand it over to a man outside the family..."

"Shut up."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan gave a sharp shout.

In an instant, the two maids trembled, their faces turned pale, and they dared not utter the words that were on the tip of their tongues.

A cold, sharp gaze swept over them, and the two maids felt their bodies stiffen, a chill running from the soles of their feet straight to their heads.

will die.

This is the champion who loves playing with human heads the most.

Not long ago, they killed hundreds of thousands of Xiongnu people. I heard that they also spent tens of thousands of lives to build a huge mound of skulls at the border of Anzhou Prefecture and Pingyang Prefecture.

Could it be that he's eyeing those two little heads?

The two maids trembled violently, tears welling up in their eyes.

Song Yan was speechless. Although his tone was a bit cold just now, was it really that scary?
Too lazy to argue with the two maids, Song Yan reached out and took the letter. Inadvertently, she touched Gao Yang's fingertips. Gao Yang blushed and quickly withdrew her hand.

Song Yan was also somewhat embarrassed. He coughed lightly and forced his attention to the contents of the letter. After glancing at it, his expression immediately became strange. The handwriting was familiar; this letter was written by Princess Consort Kong Nianhan of the Prince of Fu. Despite having already suffered heavy losses, even with Granny Gui, a ninth-rank martial artist, falling in Pingyang City, Kong Nianhan still seemed unwilling to give up, as if she wouldn't stop until she had squeezed every last bit of value out of Gao Yang.

Where does this persistence come from?
No matter what, Gao Yang is Kong Nianhan's daughter. Why does Song Yan feel that Kong Nianhan seems to hate Gao Yang's existence so much that he wishes Gao Yang would fall into the dust and mud?
In the letter, Kong Nianhan, speaking like a loving mother, devoted a great deal of space to describing how much she doted on and worried about Gao Yang; she recounted some warm memories of her and Gao Yang from their childhood, and emphasized how heartbroken she was because Gao Yang misunderstood her.

Especially that line: How could a mother harm her own daughter?

It almost made Song Yan vomit.

The letter did not deny that she was indeed planning to marry Gaoyang to the Xiongnu prince Alunchi.

However, Kong Nianhan found an excuse for himself, saying that Gao Yang was already a dead man in the Central Plains. Although the northern desert was bitter and cold, only by leaving the Central Plains could one live freely. Entrusting him to the Xiongnu prince was a helpless move. However, he never expected that the Xiongnu prince would be a beast in human form. Whenever he thought of it, his heart was filled with regret and guilt.

As if to verify this claim, there were two tear stains on the letter.

Then, changing the subject, she said that betrothing Gao Yang to Alunchi was actually to bring her and Song Yan together... When Song Yan saw this, she looked very strange.

No, what does this have to do with us?

Song Yan's mind was blank as she continued reading, and rows of text appeared before her eyes:

"Mother, judging from Song's words, may have long been concerned about you, but due to the difference in status, she dared not speak frankly. Therefore, she set up this scheme to provoke him."

"If he is truly heartless, you may ride your horse across the northern desert and roam freely across the world."

"If he admires you, he will do everything in his power to prevent you from going."

"Now that the final result has been observed, and your eyes are still clear, I have done my utmost to plan for you!"

"Knowing that you harbor resentment towards your mother, I dare not ask for forgiveness and will not disturb your peaceful life again. However, the northern wilderness is desolate and cold, and I am always heartbroken by the thought. Therefore, I have sent two maids to serve you and also given you ten thousand yi of silver, so that you may have enough to eat and wear."

Song Yan was dumbfounded. If Kong Nianhan were in front of him, he would definitely point at her face and say, "She's slandering me!"

Look at what she's saying, as if she's harbored ill intentions towards Gao Yang all along.

The reason she betrothed Gao Yang to Alunchi was simply to confront her own conscience and force Gao Yang to stay... Now, Gao Yang has been able to stay by her side as she wished, all thanks to Kong Nianhan.

Song Yan was somewhat shocked.

Have we met before? What makes you think I have ulterior motives towards Gao Yang? If Song Yan's memory serves him right, he should never have done anything inappropriate in front of Gao Yang since they met, right?
Well, if I were to marry Gao Yang, who could stop me? That doesn't count; I must have been pushed aside by Liang Qiuyun back then.

It has to be said that Kong Nianhan is a woman who is very good at sophistry. She has done all sorts of bad things, but she still acts like she is doing it all for your own good, which is disgusting.

Song Yan chuckled, casually tossed the letter aside, and handed it back to Gao Yang: "How much of the content in this letter do you think is true?"

Gao Yang showed no sadness on his face, only a slight sarcasm on his lips: "Half."

He casually tossed the letter away, and it was swept away by the night wind, swirling leisurely in the air before finally landing on the water. The ink gradually seeped into the paper and spread out in the water.

Song Yan raised an eyebrow: "I didn't expect there to be half a part left, but I wonder where that half part really is?"

Gao Yang chuckled and reached into his sleeve to pull out a thick stack of silver notes: "I've checked them, the silver notes are genuine."

Then, Gao Yang's gaze fell on the two maids: "As for these two maids, they said they were here to take care of me, but they are nothing more than spies planted around me. This kind of thing has happened too many times. Do you think I would fall for it again?"

"Could it be that in that mother's eyes, I am just a fool?"

Upon hearing this, the two maids trembled violently, their faces turning deathly pale. Their gazes toward Gao Yang were filled with terror. In their understanding, Gao Yang was a person who valued family ties extremely much, and she cared especially about the Princess's opinion of her. From childhood to adulthood, in order to please the Princess, Gao Yang would desperately learn anything the Princess liked, such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and prose, just for a smile or a word of praise from the Princess.

It was only because the Princess Consort went too far last time that a rift developed between Princess Gaoyang and the Princess Consort. Now that the Princess Consort has softened her stance and even written an apology, the Princess's resentment should dissipate considerably. She should no longer hold a grudge against the Princess Consort and continue to be obedient to her as before.

It should be like this, so why is it like this?
Song Yan smiled; this decisive nature was quite admirable.

"So, what are you going to do with these two women?"

Gao Yang covered her cherry lips with her small hand, yawned, and seemed a little tired: "Then I'll leave it to you, cousin."

puff.

Upon hearing this, the two maids seemed to have all their strength drained away instantly. Their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground, their faces filled with despair, completely devoid of any seductive charm. It was over.

It's all over now.

Song Yan pursed her lips, her eyes showing no pity, her voice cold: "Tell me, what task did Kong Nianhan assign you? What exactly are you going to do in Pingyang?"

The two women trembled. One of them, a little bolder, answered in a trembling voice, "Your Highness... Your Highness, you only told us to take good care of the Princess. There are no other arrangements."

Song Yan felt somewhat helpless. Why couldn't they just tell the truth? He really didn't want to use Granny Liang.

He sighed and instructed a night watchman to call Granny Liang over. After not seeing her for many days, Liang Qiaofeng's face had become increasingly gloomy and somber. Her stiff face looked like a corpse dug out of the ground, her face etched with the marks of time, except for her eyes, which shone with an indescribable light.

Especially when Song Yan saw the two maids, he could feel Liang Qiaofeng's heavy breathing.

Amidst screams of terror, the two maids were dragged away by Granny Liang.

Gululu!
Just as Song Yan was about to say something, a strange sound suddenly came from his stomach, which startled him.

Gao Yang, on the other hand, was very poised and chuckled, covering his mouth: "My cousin has been busy with official duties lately and probably hasn't had a proper meal. You can rest here for a while, and I'll go and prepare some food for you."

He waved to Song Yan and turned to leave.

Looking from behind, it was still that graceful figure.

The V-shaped marks between her buttocks and thighs became increasingly noticeable.

Her full body swayed with every movement, seemingly exuding a heart-stirring allure.

Song Yan felt a burning sensation in his body, especially between his chest and abdomen, as if a fire was burning inside.

This change surprised Song Yan. When did he become so unable to control himself? Although he was indeed more impulsive than usual since he acquired the Golden Kidney and began cultivating the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror, this was truly the first time he had experienced such an abnormality, given that he was often accompanied by women.

It must be because they were busy with the war first, and then with the aftermath, that they haven't had any meat for two months, which is why they reacted this way.

However, it must be said that Gao Yang was truly a rare beauty.

I wonder which man will end up with such a stunning beauty?
Just thinking about it made Song Yan feel inexplicably annoyed.

This feeling made Song Yan suspicious. For some inexplicable reason, she suddenly remembered the letter Kong Nianhan had written. Could it be that she had really been interested in Gao Yang all along, but had just failed to realize it?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Song Yan shook his head vigorously.

wrong.

That shouldn't be the case.

Perhaps, it was simply a man's most basic yet somewhat despicable possessiveness, always wanting to possess all the beauty in this world.

Song Yan was surprised and then burst out laughing.

The arrogance of time travelers.

He stopped thinking about these things, and the image of Luo Yuheng involuntarily appeared in his mind again. Judging from the time, she should have arrived in Dongling by now, right?
I hope nothing dangerous happens.

After all, besides being extremely beautiful, the mother-in-law also has two daughters with extraordinary strength and a son with superhuman strength, while she herself is completely powerless... Moreover, she didn't even bring Yu Shuang with her on this trip, so if they really encounter any danger, she has no way to deal with it.

Thinking this way, Song Yan couldn't help but feel increasingly irritable.

It seems that this trip to the Eastern Tombs needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

However, this time when returning to Dongling, he cannot go back alone. Luo Yuheng may have gotten into trouble, so he must bring more people to support him. At least three thousand iron cavalry... no, three thousand is a bit too few, at least eight thousand is needed.

I refuse to believe that with eight thousand heavy cavalry around, anyone would dare to cause trouble.

Song Yan muttered to himself, then felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and waves of drowsiness washed over him. He involuntarily slumped onto the table, and before long, soft snoring could be heard from the pavilion.

Silently, a figure appeared behind Song Yan; it was Luo Tianxuan.

Seeing Song Yan asleep from exhaustion, Luo Tianxuan's eyes filled with heartache. She silently bent down, picked up her husband, and carried him back to the bedroom. After placing Song Yan on the bed and pulling a thin blanket over him, Luo Tianxuan left the bedroom. Looking back, she saw the bedroom light was still on, and her husband's snoring was faintly audible. She pursed her lips and then headed towards the kitchen.

She needed to let Gao Yang know that her husband was at work, and that the meal was ready and could be brought directly to the bedroom. She had been worrying herself sick over her husband and Gao Yang's situation, and hoped that Gao Yang would be more assertive this time.

However, Luo Tianxuan did not notice that Song Yan, who was lying on the bed, was breathing more and more heavily, and his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

The skin and flesh were convulsing spasmodically.

A hint of pain appeared on his face.

……

About 15 minutes later, Gao Yang returned to the backyard carrying a tray with a bowl of porridge, two small dishes of side dishes, and a plate of pastries.

It wasn't in the style of the governor's mansion kitchen; it was clear that Emperor Gao Yang cooked it himself.

A slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her long eyelashes fluttered. It was probably because of what Luo Tianxuan had just said that she felt a little ashamed.

However shy I was, I still came.

Seeing that the light was still on in Song Yan's bedroom, Gao Yang held the plate in one hand and knocked on the door with the other. There was no response from inside, but the door creaked open a crack. Gao Yang hesitated. As a widow, it was not appropriate for her to enter a man's bedroom without permission.

But after thinking about what my cousin Tianxuan had said, and realizing that even Aunt Yuheng had agreed to this, and then thinking about what Song Yan had said before: "I will marry Gaoyang, who can stop me?"
Gao Yang's face turned even redder. Under these circumstances, it wouldn't be a problem to be a little bolder, right?

Thinking this, Gao Yang still stepped inside, only to find that Song Yan was already lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Left with no other choice, I temporarily placed the tray on the table. As I hesitated whether to wake Song Yan, I suddenly noticed that Song Yan's face was slightly flushed, as if he had a nightmare. His brows were furrowed, and his breathing was rapid.

Faintly, one could hear suppressed and painful groans coming from Song Yan's mouth.

This sight startled Gao Yang.

She instinctively walked to the bedside, wanting to see if Song Yan was really sick, and gently raised her hand to touch Song Yan's forehead.

hiss.

As soon as Gao Yang placed his finger on Song Yan's forehead, a scalding heat surged up his forehead. Gao Yang panicked; such a high temperature meant he was clearly ill, and he needed to find the imperial physician.

But Gao Yang's fingers had only just lifted slightly when, with a snap, a rough, burning hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. Looking down, she realized that Song Yan, who was sleeping on the bed, had opened her eyes at some point, her eyes bloodshot as if they were on fire.

Song Yan's hands were very warm.

Gao Yang didn't understand what was going on either. It was as if some mysterious force was flowing into his body through Song Yan's fingers. Gao Yang felt inexplicably flustered, and his body also had some strange reactions.

Crispy and numb.

There was an indescribable feeling of oppression in my chest.

A layer of mist had risen in her eyes without her noticing, making them appear like silk.

A pair of long, beautiful legs also unconsciously intertwined.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, and her breath was as fragrant as orchids.

She could feel an indescribable longing welling up in her body and even in her heart.

(End of this chapter)