Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 609 The Ending of the Mature Female Master (5000 words)
"This humble woman is suffering from a cold poison. I beg Your Highness to save my life."

Mingyue's voice was crisp and clear, with a hint of pleading. Song Yan was completely taken aback; he hadn't expected Mingyue to be so direct and get straight to the point.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Song Yan first invited Mingyue to sit down.

"Miss Mingyue, don't worry, what's wrong with you?" Song Yan's brows furrowed with suspicion. "How come you've also been poisoned by the cold? Have you also cultivated the Extreme Yin Su Nu Scripture?"

Mingyue was also slightly taken aback: "Didn't Miss Ziyu mention my matter to the Prince?"

"I did mention some of it, but I was unaware that Miss Mingyue was suffering from the cold poison," Song Yan nodded slightly and said slowly.

“I see.” Mingyue looked a little embarrassed. “Speaking of which, this matter is somewhat related to Your Highness… The Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror is the supreme secret manual of the Joyful Union Sect. Those who cultivate the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror can not only improve their strength very quickly through dual cultivation with women, but also naturally develop an affinity for women.”

"Of course, this kind of affinity doesn't mean that a woman will fall in love, adore, or even be aroused by someone who cultivates the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror. It's not that domineering. It just means that a woman won't feel disgusted by this person at first glance."

"For ordinary women, this impact is minimal."

"However, the effect is even stronger for women in the Hehuan Sect who have practiced the Extreme Yin Su Nu Jing or other seductive arts. But not many people know this. Only a few important members of the Hehuan Sect know about the effects of the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror. These members are also the main force used by the Hehuan Sect to find the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror. Coincidentally, Mingyue is one of them."

Song Yan suddenly realized.

He explained that Mingyue's attitude towards him was somewhat off.

“When we first met, Mingyue noticed something unusual about the prince, but at that time it was just a suspicion. It wasn’t until our second meeting that Mingyue was certain of it.” Mingyue said slowly, her expression slightly apologetic: “I’m sorry, Mingyue informed the sect of this news.”

Song Yan simply smiled and did not harbor any resentment towards Mingyue because of this.

From Mingyue's perspective, she was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and her fellow disciples, master, and senior uncles were hers. He, on the other hand, was just a man she had only met twice. Anyone with a modicum of sense would know how to choose in this situation.

Seeing that Song Yan didn't seem angry, Mingyue felt a little relieved: "However, the Hehuan Sect is not what it used to be. There is a traitor in the sect who informed the Su Nu Pavilion, and then the incident involving Sect Leader Hua Lianyue happened. Although Mingyue went to Ningping to report the news as quickly as possible, she still couldn't make it in time."

"I apologize for startling Your Highness."

Logically speaking, Hua Lianyue was merely a traitor to the Hehuan Sect, yet Mingyue still maintained respect in her words when mentioning Hua Lianyue, showing no sign of disrespect.

Mingyue felt a pang of regret. Once upon a time, even a son-in-law in the Princess's mansion wasn't qualified to see her. It was only through the guidance of Lü Changqing, Zhao Anze, and Cui Shi'an that Song Yan was able to enter and leave the inner quarters of Qunyu Garden. At that time, Song Yan was just a young man with some talent, nothing more. But now, in just two short years, Song Yan had climbed from a son-in-law to a prince, becoming someone she couldn't even reach.

She even used the word "forgiveness".

The change in status is significant.

It felt like a dream, and even though Song Yan was sitting right in front of her, Mingyue still felt a strong sense of unreality.

Song Yan's smile deepened: "Speaking of which, it is thanks to Miss Mingyue's information that I have such a gentle, beautiful, and powerful wife as Hua Lianyue. How could I blame Miss Mingyue?"

The meaning is clear: Song Yan will not hold a grudge against her for this, but Mingyue will not be able to talk about the so-called favor in front of Song Yan.

Mingyue was intelligent and understood this point. She smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness is very generous... Speaking of which, it was because of Your Highness's matter that Mingyue's status in the sect rose very quickly. For the past two years, I have been staying in the sect headquarters. After Senior Sister Ziyu was deposed, I was promoted to the position of Holy Maiden."

"Although I am skilled in some ways to seduce men, I am not good at martial arts. It would be difficult for me to be a saintess and gain the respect of the people. Fortunately, a senior in the sect passed away and passed on his life's work to me before he died. After more than a year of adaptation, I can now barely be considered to have reached the ninth rank."

It's another transmission of skills.

The secret technique of the Hehuan Sect for transmitting internal energy is indeed somewhat flawed.

If the Hehuan Sect had remained peaceful and law-abiding, only secretly recruiting talented disciples like Ziyu who cultivated on her own and Mingyue who passed on her skills, the number of experts would theoretically have increased. One day, it might even have restored the glory of being the number one sect in the world.

"So, in other words, only seven of the eight Supreme Elders of the Hehuan Sect remain now?" Song Yan raised an eyebrow and asked thoughtfully.

Mingyue smiled and shook her head: "That's not the case. There are more than eight senior elders in the sect. It's just that the eight strongest among them are serving as Supreme Elders." After a brief pause, Mingyue continued: "The one who passed on my power was a grandmaster who only cultivated all day and did not participate in the management of sect affairs. However, when she passed on her power to me, she also passed on the Cold Poison to me."

"I have never personally witnessed the terror of the cold poison in the Extreme Yin Plain Girl Scripture, but I have heard of it many times. It is said that once the cold poison erupts, it is worse than death. Every time the cold poison erupts, one is on the verge of life and death."

Mingyue sighed. It was easy to see from her face that she didn't really like this inheritance.

"And Your Highness is the only antidote for the cold poison in the whole world."

"Therefore, I can only shamelessly beg Your Highness to save me from this dire situation when the cold poison flares up."

Song Yan narrowed his eyes: "Judging from Miss Mingyue, the chill on her body is not strong. It seems that there is still some time before the cold poison breaks out. There is no need to rush, is there?"

"I'm afraid that if I wait until the cold poison really takes effect before I come to find Your Highness, it will be too late."

Mingyue's face was somewhat bitter. She had been raised as a courtesan since childhood and had been pampered. When she was a child, her palms would hurt terribly when the old woman hit them. She didn't think she could withstand the torment of the cold poison outbreak.

“Mingyue knows that she has done wrong, but… the Hehuan Sect has a great deal of information. As the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, Mingyue will obey any orders from Your Highness.” A glint of light flashed in Mingyue’s eyes: “If Your Highness is willing to help Mingyue become the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Mingyue is willing to lead thousands of sisters of the Hehuan Sect to become vassals of the Prince of Yan.”

"The Hehuan Sect's businesses generate millions of taels of silver annually, and we are willing to offer them all to Your Highness."

This was a clever woman. She didn't mention any past relationships, but instead laid out the price and benefits she could offer to Song Yan, leaving it to Song Yan to decide whether he was willing to make the deal.

As for becoming the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, that may not actually be what Mingyue truly desires.

However, Mingyue understood that once Kong Nianhan returned and took charge of the Hehuan Sect, she, the former Holy Maiden, would inevitably become a thorn in Kong Nianhan's side... Kong Nianhan was not a magnanimous woman.

Mingyue understood even more clearly that in Song Yan's eyes, the value of a sect leader of the Hehuan Sect was far greater than that of a saintess.

Song Yan's expression was somewhat strange. He tried to translate Mingyue's words: Mingyue needed him to detoxify her, and the detoxification was to sleep with Mingyue. After sleeping with Mingyue, Mingyue would give him money instead?
Isn't that a duck?
No, that's not right. The male prostitutes mainly serve older, ordinary-looking, and plump rich women. Look at Mingyue, even if she's not a beauty that could topple kingdoms, she's still naturally beautiful and as pretty as a flower.

Is there really such a good thing in the world?
Seeing that Song Yan did not respond, Mingyue pursed her lips and added softly, "Your Highness, rest assured, although I come from a brothel, I have always been chaste and am still a pure and innocent person."

Song Yan let out a heavy sigh, and finally chose to follow his heart: "Fine, if you feel that the cold poison is about to erupt, just come to Pingyang to find me in advance."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy immediately appeared in Mingyue's eyes.

Cui Yingying and Gu Banxia also glanced at Song Yan almost imperceptibly, their lips curving into indescribable smiles.

The matter was temporarily settled. Song Yan raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples: "Miss Mingyue, do you have a plan for me to help you ascend to the position of sect leader?"

It wasn't that Song Yan was pretending to be a gentleman. Compared to Mingyue's body, what Song Yan cared about most was the Hehuan Sect itself... Mingyue was indeed a very beautiful woman, but there were many women like her in the palace, and he had two by his side. Mingyue's body didn't have much value to him.

However, the Hehuan sect is different.

It's not about the millions of silver dollars each year. It's about the Hehuan Sect's intelligence capabilities. It's a fully-developed intelligence agency, roughly equivalent to the Jinyiwei and Yebu under Song Yan, even at their peak.

The benefits of having such an intelligence agency are self-evident.

Mingyue's joy gradually faded, and she became serious: "It's very simple. In the Hehuan Sect, the Holy Maiden is nominally equivalent to the heir of a royal family, the next successor. However, the Sect Master and the Supreme Elder have the power to depose the Holy Maiden. Therefore, as long as we find a way to eliminate the Supreme Elder, the Sect Master, and some people who have a bad relationship with Mingyue, one by one, Mingyue will naturally become the Sect Master."

"The only problem is that the eight Supreme Elders spend most of their time in seclusion... However, Mingyue has already thought of some ways to get them out of the secret chamber."

In fact, Mingyue felt that with a master like Luo Yuheng in the Yan Prince's mansion, there was no need to worry about so much. She could just go to their door and slap all eight elders and the sect leader to death, and the matter would be resolved.

However, since there were four Grandmasters and a whole bunch of Ninth Rank cultivators, Mingyue ultimately didn't have the heart to say it aloud. She pursed her lips and continued, "The Supreme Elder Su Qing is the simplest one. Her daughter is Kong Nianhan, who is currently trapped in Langya City. If any attempt to rescue Kong Nianhan with the help of other forces fails, Su Qing will definitely take action personally."

Song Yan nodded slightly: "How to proceed is up to you, just inform the Prince's Mansion in advance."

After talking for so long, Song Yan seemed to be getting tired. He stretched his arms and his joints creaked.

“Miss Mingyue, please come with me to a place,” Song Yan said, standing up.

Could it be that this is the antidote? Thinking this, Mingyue nodded obediently and followed behind Song Yan.

Cui Yingying, on the other hand, seemed a little tired, yawning softly: "Husband, I won't go. Since you've chosen me to serve you tonight, I naturally need to go back and prepare properly."

As she spoke, she gave Song Yan a flirtatious sidelong glance.

It must be said that a beauty is a beauty; every smile, every glance exudes endless charm.

Even Song Yan felt his bones melt: "Alright, by the way, let's call her Ziyu."

Mingyue grinned. Did she want both of them together?
After leaving the guest hall, they returned to the inner courtyard and saw several of the younger sisters-in-law still playing around. Even Gao Yang was caught up in it, with clumps of snow on her hair and her little hands and faces red from the cold. But the smiles on their faces grew brighter and brighter, especially Luo Xiangtong's.

This kind of play was extremely precious to Luo Xiangtong, as it was the first time she had ever experienced it since she was a child.

She even got a little carried away with the fun, forgetting her status as a princess. In the end, exhausted, she simply lay straight down on the snow, panting heavily. The ground beneath her was icy cold, and her eyes were wide open, staring straight at the sky above her, a silly smile on her face.

As for Luo Tianyi, although her personality had changed quite a bit, her aloof appearance still exuded an aura of unapproachability. Therefore, although the little girls were mischievous, they ultimately dared not provoke Luo Tianyi. Besides, her second sister was very, very powerful; only a fool would challenge her to a snowball fight.

Seeing Song Yan reappear with Ziyu and another unfamiliar girl, Luo Xiangtong hurriedly got up from the ground and subconsciously straightened her clothes... Luo Xiangtong probably hadn't noticed yet that in front of Song Yan, she had subconsciously begun to pay attention to her image.

Song Yan simply smiled, reminded them to be careful not to catch a cold, and then led Ziyu and Mingyue to a more secluded area.

With his sisters-in-law having so much fun, he wouldn't say anything that would spoil the mood, like "it's against the rules" or "be mindful of etiquette."

The backyard of the Prince's Mansion is a garden.

Just behind the garden is a small courtyard.

That small courtyard was specially added by Song Yan for Liang Qiaofeng, the old woman. For Liang Qiaofeng, the small courtyard was her residence, her prison, and even her laboratory.

The courtyard was surrounded by twelve elite soldiers.

Upon seeing Song Yan appear, the soldiers pushed open the door.

In the courtyard, Granny Liang sat quietly in a chair, her whole body like a stiff statue, completely still.

Song Yan had previously instructed Granny Liang to pay a little more attention to her appearance... but clearly, it didn't make much of a difference. Although she had changed into a clean silk robe and her hair had probably been washed, it was still a mess. It had only snowed yesterday, and the weather was very cold, so there was no peculiar, strange smell, like a rotting corpse.

Her face was pale and she looked somewhat dazed.

His eyes were like some kind of translucent stone, grayish-white, without the slightest luster.

I had heard these soldiers say that when there were no prisoners to bother her, Granny Liang was usually like this... as if she had no energy or spirit left, as if there was nothing in the world that could interest her.

I heard that this state is still good. Sometimes, after a long time, Granny Liang would become restless, pacing back and forth in the small courtyard, her withered, twig-like fingers touching every brick in the yard, making the square bricks much rounder.

Hearing the noise, Granny Liang trembled, her stiff eyelids suddenly lifted, and when she saw Song Yan, her gray eyes suddenly burst with unprecedented excitement: "Your Highness..."

She seemed to have not spoken for a very, very long time; her voice was so hoarse that one might even suspect that there were several dry bones rubbing against each other in Granny Liang's throat.

"But have new test subjects been delivered?"

Granny Liang pursed her lips, her eyes filled with hope.

"Experimental subjects" is what Granny Liang refers to as those people.

Song Yan spread his hands: "Sorry, not this time."

The light in Granny Liang's eyes came quickly and went even faster; she immediately returned to her listless and dazed state.

"However, if nothing unexpected happens, you can make your move on the woman who was sent over last night today."

Granny Liang came back to life.

Although Luo Yuheng listed many benefits of accepting Dong Yunshu, Song Yan's tastes were ultimately not that extreme. This was not a world of cultivation and fantasy. Even if a woman in her seventies or eighties still had charm, Song Yan would never be able to bring himself to do it.

Moreover, even if the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror is a kind of constraint on Dong Yunshu, its binding force will be greatly reduced when she is not in danger of a sudden outbreak of cold poison. Dong Yunshu is also a ruthless person who can directly use her two disciples as shields. Keeping such a person by your side is very unsafe.

Therefore, Dong Yunshu only faces two possible outcomes:
First, the transmission of skills.

The power can be transferred to Gao Yang or Gu Banxia, ​​and then Song Yan can cultivate with Gu Banxia or Gao Yang. The improvement of the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror will be the same, and there is no need to eat hard food.

Whenever Song Yan thought of this, he felt that he was truly clever.

If Dong Yunshu cooperates obediently, Song Yan wouldn't mind sparing her life. After all, without her martial arts skills, Dong Yunshu is just an ordinary old woman with little threat.

Second, refuse to pass on your skills.

Then, under Liang Pozi's countless schemes, he succumbed to despair and pain, and died.

(End of this chapter)