Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 525 Is the Mysterious Woman Luo Yuheng? (6,000 words)

Moonlight bathed the back courtyard.

Several large trees swayed in the night breeze, creating shimmering patches that resembled the rippling surface of water at night. The calls of night birds were melodious and clear, and occasionally a breeze would seep in through the cracks in the doors and windows, carrying a slight chill.

The candle has gone out.

The bridal chamber was plunged into darkness.

The woman was so fast that Song Yan didn't have time to react. He only saw a black shadow flash before his eyes and the woman was already at the bedside.

It has to be said that the timing was absolutely perfect.

Although Hua Lianyue is a grandmaster, the afterglow of her peak has not yet dissipated. At this moment, her body is not under her control and her consciousness is somewhat blurred. Even with her formidable strength, she cannot unleash it at all.

Seeing the woman raise her small hand, as if she wanted to do something to Hua Lian Yue, Song Yan felt terrified and subconsciously cried out, "No..."

The moment the sound was uttered, the mysterious woman's fingers were already on Hua Lianyue's neck.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean to hurt her." The woman seemed to understand what Song Yan was thinking, and said slowly with a sneer.

But Hua Lianyue's body, which had been convulsing slightly, gradually calmed down, and even her rapid breathing became steady.

It's like she's asleep.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and even lowered his hand that was reaching into the cabinet on the left... There were two thunderbolts in the cabinet, specially made ones with extremely short fuses and extremely fast detonation speed.

The advantages and disadvantages of the Thunderclap Bomb are both very obvious.

Its advantage lies in its extremely high lethality, especially on the battlefield where it can destroy large areas with a single explosion. It is highly effective in open field battles against foreign cavalry, as well as in attacking and defending cities.

The downsides are that it is not stable enough, and it is prone to misfires and premature explosions. It is severely limited in rainy weather. At the same time, it is not very useful for experts. If a powerful expert knows the effect of the Thunderclap Grenade, he can completely escape the Thunderclap Grenade's killing range before it explodes, or even throw the Thunderclap Grenade back directly.

This mysterious woman is extremely powerful. Even Song Yan couldn't be sure if a specially made thunderbolt with an extremely short fuse could harm her. However, if this woman truly intended to harm Hua Lian Yue, Song Yan would not let her off easily, even if it meant mutual destruction... Of course, the possibility of mutual destruction was not very high; given her strength, even injuring her would not be an easy task.

Song Yan calmed herself down.

This was the second time he had spoken to the other person.

It's extremely rare to be able to communicate with this mysterious woman in such a relatively peaceful state, as is the case now. He frowned, wondering if it was just his imagination, but although he could see that the woman's face was veiled and he couldn't make out her features, he had a strange sense of familiarity, as if he should know this woman.

After a moment's thought, Song Yan decided to have a proper conversation with this mysterious woman.

Even if this woman has some special circumstances and comes openly and honestly, he is not unwilling to satisfy her. Since she can't resist anyway, he might as well consider it enjoyment.

But appearing and disappearing so mysteriously is really a bit scary.

He has golden kidneys and the "Hundred Flowers Precious Mirror," but if he gets scared out of his wits, it would be a really bad deal.

"This girl..."

Do we know each other?

"After all this time, I still don't know the young lady's name?"

Song Yan's voice rang out softly.

The mysterious woman opposite finally raised her head. In the dark bridal chamber, her eyes were still exceptionally bright, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery in them.

girl?

Ha ha.

That's a rather novel way to address someone.

Then he saw the woman raise her hand, her slender fingers pointing to her lips: "Shh."

"Do not talk."

Just as Song Yan was momentarily stunned, he felt a fragrant breeze waft over.

Before Song Yan could even see how the mysterious woman moved, she was already in front of him. In the next instant, she tiptoed and her lotus-root-like arms encircled Song Yan's neck, her two fragrant lips pressing against Song Yan's lips through the veil.

hum.

Despite having already expended a great deal of energy and stamina, the moment the mysterious woman's lips touched his, Song Yan still felt a surge of heat rise in his lower abdomen. As if driven by instinct, the "Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror" within his body began to operate at an unimaginable speed.

This woman seemed to possess a magical power, always able to easily ignite the fire in Song Yan's heart.

Through the gauze skirt, you can clearly feel how delicate and soft the skin underneath is.

The two seemed to stagger backward, and with a bang, Song Yan bumped into the table, causing the cups and saucers to shake and some to fall to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

In the blink of an eye, the woman was sitting on the table.

Up close, Song Yan could even clearly see a hint of cunning and allure flash in the woman's eyes. Her graceful figure turned gently in Song Yan's arms, her hand gripping the edge of the table, her body already resting on the tabletop.

Lower back pressure.

It outlines curves like a fox.

This is probably the most captivating painting in the world.

Squeak.

Squeak.

The teacup on the table, unable to withstand the shaking, silently fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

……

The next day.

early morning.

Song Yan woke up first.

The moon had set, the sun had not yet risen, and the room remained dark.

Song Yan didn't know exactly when she fell asleep; the only images remaining in her mind were of indulgence and madness.

The bridal chamber was a mess.

There were fragments of porcelain on the ground.

On the bed, the quilt and mattress were in a mess.

It highlights the madness of last night.

Hua Lianyue was still fast asleep beside him, her cheeks still flushed, her small hands tightly holding his arm. Gone was her usual maturity, and the coldness she displayed during battles. At this moment, Hua Lianyue's face even had a touch of naivety.

Her long hair was scattered on the bed, its dishevelment revealing a hint of allure.

In the past, Song Yan probably wouldn't have minded having another daytime declaration of love... After all, they were newlyweds, so even if it went a bit too far, it would be understandable.

But today...

Song Yan's face twitched, and one hand fell on her waist, where she felt a dull ache.

I am helpless.

Tong Hua Lian Yue, a master, had been working hard all night, and his physical strength and energy were already severely depleted.

He worked tirelessly with that mysterious woman until dawn, and was completely exhausted, with nothing left.

That woman was definitely a Grandmaster-level expert. Two Grandmasters in one night—even the Golden Kidney and the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror couldn't withstand it; it was truly life-threatening.

He didn't know when the woman left; perhaps she left while he was asleep in a daze.

Song Yan sighed. Although the woman was always elusive, Song Yan had to admit that her full figure, graceful body, and soft, elastic skin always brought him unparalleled pleasure.

It was like a whirlpool, enticing him to sink into it.

His body was filled with an unprecedented amount of internal energy.

Previously, due to Kong Nianhan's palm strike, his internal energy managed to break through the barrier and reach the seventh-grade martial artist realm.

Last night's indulgence with the two grandmasters brought about a significant improvement. If seventh-grade martial artists were to be carefully divided into early, middle, and late stages, he would probably have already entered the late stage. The only thing missing for him to reach the eighth-grade martial artist realm is a sudden enlightenment.

Song Yan exhaled and activated the Vajra Arhat Technique, using this internal energy to temper his physical body.

After yesterday's frenzy, Song Yan felt even more keenly how important a strong physical body was.

When he had utterly defeated Hua Lianyue, he was quite pleased with himself. The improvement brought by being a seventh-grade martial artist was enough for him to subdue a grandmaster-level expert in this regard... But now, Song Yan suddenly realized that the level of a seventh-grade martial artist was far from enough. After all, he had more than one woman by his side, and more than one grandmaster.

It's normal that Hua Lianyue can provide her with a significant boost to her internal energy, since she cultivates the "Extreme Yin Su Nu Jing" and the "Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror," which complement each other and provide a huge boost through dual cultivation. But what's the deal with that mysterious woman?
Why did she bring even greater growth than Hua Lianyue?
Could it be that the woman was also practicing the "Extreme Yin Su Nu Jing"?
Song Yan knew of only two people who had cultivated the "Extreme Yin Su Nu Jing" and reached the Grandmaster level: Hua Lian Yue and Luo Yu Heng, who had received the transmission of the technique.

Hua Lianyue remained in bed the entire time, and there was no such thing as a clone technique in this world.

Could it be that the mysterious woman is... Luo Yuheng?

The sudden thought that popped into Song Yan's mind startled her. Then, recalling that inexplicable sense of familiarity, Song Yan subconsciously superimposed Luo Yuheng's figure on the silhouette of the mysterious woman from last night, and the two images actually matched perfectly.

Song Yan shook his head vigorously, gave a wry smile, and suppressed the thoughts that were welling up in his mind. Such thoughts were really not good for Luo Yuheng.

Moreover, how could it be Luo Yuheng?
Although Luo Yuheng had always treated him very well, this mysterious woman first appeared on the night of his wedding to Luo Tianxuan.

Even if the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror was incredibly attractive to the Extreme Yin Female Classic, Luo Yuheng wouldn't have gone so far as to do such a thing.

Beside her, Hua Lianyue's breathing began to become somewhat erratic, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a few seconds she finally opened her eyes.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

The simple conversation had a warm, familiar feel to it, like that of an old married couple.

Hua Lianyue stretched her arms, secretly glanced at Song Yan beside her, and recalled what happened last night. A blush quickly crept up Hua Lianyue's cheeks.

Oh my goodness.

Last night, she had been so thoroughly exhausted by her husband that she lost consciousness and had been sleeping soundly until now. A wave of intense shame washed over her, making Hua Lian Yue want to pull the covers over her head. Looking around the bridal chamber, the bed was a complete mess, chairs were overturned, the table was moved, and teacups and teapots were almost all shattered. Hua Lian Yue felt like vomiting blood. Had things really gone that crazy last night?

Or is it that Song Yan didn't let her go even after she lost consciousness?

He's truly a beast.

Ahhhhh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die.

I'm sure Luo Tianxuan and Gao Yang will laugh at me.

Thinking this, Hua Lianyue secretly glanced at Song Yan, blaming her husband for not knowing how to restrain himself a little.

Perhaps because she had actually gotten married, Hua Lianyue felt that her personality had changed slightly, especially in front of her husband. Her usual composure and calmness were occasionally replaced by the urge to act coquettishly.

Song Yan reached out and stroked Hua Lian Yue's cheek. After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't tell Hua Lian Yue about the mysterious woman. If Hua Lian Yue knew that she had been put to sleep by that woman while she was unconscious and slept until dawn, it would probably drive Hua Lian Yue crazy.

"If you're tired, you can sleep a little longer." Song Yan said with a smile, stretching her arms to relax her stiff body that had been working all night. Although her body was tired, her spirits were high: "I'm going out for some fresh air."

Hua Lianyue nodded gently, watching Song Yan get up, dress, and leave the room before getting out of bed herself. She quickly tidied her clothes and then began cleaning up the mess in the bridal chamber… Luo Tianxuan and Gao Yang would definitely come; she absolutely couldn't let them see her make a fool of herself.

Hua Lian Yue cleaned up the hair on the bed, but just as she was about to throw it away, she suddenly froze. She looked at the hair in her hand. Although it was black, there seemed to be a clear difference in thickness. She picked up a strand of hair from her ear and realized that some of the hair was not her own.

Could it be that there was another woman in the bridal chamber on my wedding night with my husband yesterday?

For no apparent reason, the thought popped into her head, but Hua Lian Yue quickly shook her head, inwardly cursing herself for overthinking. Yesterday, Luo Tian Xuan and Lin Xue had been with her in the bridal chamber the whole time, so it was quite normal that they might have accidentally left a few strands of hair on the bed.

Then he laughed at himself for being too sensitive.

In the past, she would never have had such a thought.

At first, to her, Song Yan was nothing more than an antidote to the cold poison in her body. She even planned to tie Song Yan up and take her back to Su Nu Pavilion to use the antidote when needed. Although she had some feelings for Song Yan due to some changes, it was impossible to say that the feelings were very deep. Her daily protection of Song Yan was mostly just to prevent this rare antidote from disappearing inexplicably.

Now, however, I find myself thinking about all sorts of random things. Could it be that getting married has made me more possessive than before?

I guess I've really fallen for her.

She admired Luo Tianxuan even more. She could see that Luo Tianxuan loved Song Yan to the core, but she had no intention of possessing him. In fact, she wished that there would be more and more women around Song Yan... Could this be the composure of a legal wife?
With a smile, Hua Lianyue sat down in front of the dressing table and tidied her makeup.

According to custom, after the wedding night, the bride is supposed to visit her parents-in-law. There are no parents-in-law, but Song Yan has a mother-in-law, who is also an elder.

We also need to pay our respects to the eldest son's wife.

Although Luo Yuheng and Luo Tianxuan exempted her from all these rules, she couldn't be ignorant... In such a somewhat complicated family, it's sometimes better to be a little smarter if you want harmony.

……

My lower back still aches intermittently.

Even when walking, Song Yan felt her legs trembling slightly.

Once he reaches the Grandmaster level, he probably won't have to worry about this anymore... Thinking this, Song Yan unconsciously walked to the storeroom. The large sums of money sent by the Black Tiger Gang and the Azure Dragon Society over the past few days, along with the congratulatory gifts received yesterday, were all stored here, even Hua Lian Yue's dowry.

The sunlight finally dispelled the darkness.

Like golden swords, they pierced through the clouds and scattered down.

The warehouse door opened.

The sunlight slanted in, revealing golden, silvery, and jade-green hues.

These are all good things...

However, Song Yan only glanced at these extremely valuable items casually, showing little interest. Instead, he walked step by step toward the corner of the storeroom, where there were wine jars about half a foot tall.

Song Yan's face twitched. He felt deeply ashamed for having previously looked down on the congratulatory gift sent by Ban Cheng, the Minister of War. It was really inappropriate. Although it was just a hundred jars of tiger penis wine, not as valuable as those famous paintings, calligraphy, jade, or emeralds, it was still a small gift with great meaning.

I must find an opportunity to properly thank the Minister of War later. It would be even better if I could get the recipe for tiger penis wine from him... After all, tiger penis wine is not just made by putting in a tiger penis; it also contains various aphrodisiac Chinese medicinal herbs.

Based solely on the smell, Song Yan could identify herbs such as Epimedium, Cistanche deserticola, and deer antler powder.

Glancing back discreetly and making sure no one was watching, Song Yan tiptoed to the wine jar, picked up a scout, broke the clay seal, and gulped down half the wine in one go. Only after finishing the entire jar did Song Yan quietly leave the storeroom, close the door again, and even find a lock to lock it.

……

Prince Yan's Mansion.

The inner quarters.

bedroom.

"Ah wu..."

On the soft bed, Luo Yuheng made lazy sounds, stretching her arms and waist in a way that resembled that of a cat.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and despite having had a good night's sleep yesterday, she was still quite sleepy when she woke up this morning.

It's probably because I had that awful dream again.

Thinking of the few remaining scenes from her dream, Luo Yuheng's cheeks flushed slightly. For a woman like her who had never experienced matters between men and women, such a dream was far too stimulating. Even just a few fragments or scenes were unbearable for her.

To make matters worse, I dream about Song Yan every time.

My whole body felt indescribably tired and sore, as if I had just gone through a strenuous workout.

She had consulted the doctor, who said that if one had a very tiring dream, it would reflect in reality, so Luo Yuheng didn't take it too seriously. She simply dragged her tired body out of bed, changed into a dry dress, tidied her hair in front of the bronze mirror, and then left the room.

The sun shines warmly on my body.

Out of curiosity, Luo Yuheng sensed his dantian and was surprised to find that the cold poison in his dantian had completely disappeared.

This was an unexpected surprise.

If a single unusual dream can expel all the cold toxins from the body, then the negative effects of the *Extreme Yin Classic for Women* are truly nothing to worry about. At worst, one can just have more of those dreams in the future; after all, compared to the torment of the cold toxins, those unusual dreams are insignificant.

Luo Yuheng was rather thick-skinned and didn't think too much about it. He happily walked out of the courtyard.

As soon as I got outside, I saw Song Yan doing her morning exercise.

Song Yan's moves are still simple: straight punches, hooks, and swings, that's about it. At most, he might add some techniques like double-finger eye strike, black tiger heart strike, and groin kick.

Luo Yuheng casually found a step and sat down, just like countless times before when he sat at his doorstep waiting for Song Yan to return home. He rested his elbows on his knees, placed his chin in his palms, and watched quietly with his dark eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

In Yu Luoyuheng's heart, such tranquil and peaceful days could probably be considered a kind of happiness.

Time passed gradually, and Song Yan was covered in sweat when he stopped and stood up. He then felt someone watching him and turned his head to see Luo Yuheng. As soon as he saw Luo Yuheng, the mysterious woman from last night inexplicably came to mind.

Luo Yuheng also got up, swaying her graceful figure as she slowly walked to Song Yan. It must be said that Luo Yuheng was extremely beautiful, and with her graceful figure, even her ordinary walk had a beauty that resembled a dance.

"Yesterday was your wedding night with Lian Yue, why didn't you rest a little longer?" The voice was still gentle, but it was slightly hoarse, as if she had been shouting a lot.

Song Yan felt a little embarrassed. Could he say that he had been serving two grandmasters and was so exhausted that he was worried that Hua Lian Yue might wake up and ask for something else, which was why he had run away from the bridal chamber?
Shame on you.

Of course, Song Yan still found an excuse for himself: mainly because there were two of them, and both of them were Grandmasters. If it were only Hua Lianyue, he would never have ended up in such a miserable state.

Because he had drunk a jar of tiger bone wine, he felt extremely hot all over, which is why he had to come here for morning exercise to release the heat in his body.

"You're all sweaty so early in the morning, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Luo Yuheng said reproachfully, then stepped forward to Song Yan, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the sweat from Song Yan's forehead.

At close range, an alluring fragrance wafted from Luo Yuheng's body into Song Yan's nostrils.

Having just drunk tiger bone wine, Song Yan dared not look at Luo Yuheng's beautiful face. He subconsciously shifted his gaze to the side, fearing that if he couldn't control himself and something happened, it would be truly terrible.

suddenly……

Song Yan's face stiffened, her brows furrowed, and her eyes filled with disbelief.

He sniffed hard; the fragrance remained.

It smells like jasmine in bloom.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the fragrance emanating from Luo Yuheng at this moment is remarkably similar to that of the mysterious woman from last night.

A thought that Song Yan had forcibly suppressed resurfaced in his mind uncontrollably:
Could it be that Luo Yuheng is really that mysterious woman?

(End of this chapter)