My Three Kingdoms is not right

Night falls at the Sikong Mansion.

Cao Cao waved his hand, refusing to take the report Guo Jia handed him: "I've had a few too many drinks and have a bit of a headache. Fengxiao, just get to the point."

"Yes." Guo Jia bowed slightly and said, "During the time my lord was away, Dong Cheng entered the palace to meet the emperor seven times, the longest of which occurred the day before His Majesty appointed the General of Chariots and Cavalry."

"Hmm." Cao Cao rested his chin on his hand and closed his eyes to rest.

"After Dong Cheng was appointed General of Chariots and Cavalry, he hosted a banquet for his colleagues. Thirty-five people attended, and their names are listed below..."

"Um."

"Changshui Colonel Zhong Ji, Yilang Wu Shuo, and Zhaoxin General Wu Zilan frequently met with Dong Cheng, and their behavior was all unusual."

……

Unbeknownst to anyone, Guo Jia had already planted spies in every corner of Xudu through the School Affairs Office.

On the morning of the third day, Dong Cheng visited Grand Commandant Yang Biao. Yang Biao refused to see her, citing illness.

Upon hearing this, Cao Cao finally reacted. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Truly utterly shameless. How could those renowned scholars possibly take her seriously?"

Guo Jia simply smiled and did not reply.

"Is the Imperial Household Department still unable to intervene in matters within the palace?" Cao Cao asked calmly.

Guo Jia shook his head: "The Imperial Guards and the Tiger Guards are both strictly disciplined. Xu Huang is cautious and has Yang Xiu's assistance. There is no loophole to exploit."

"The Grand Chamberlain Mu Shun was a shrewd and discreet man who strictly controlled the palace eunuchs. The Imperial Household Department could only place spies in the Imperial Household Department, the Hook and Shield Department, and the Inner Palace as eunuchs. They had almost no contact with the palace attendants."

Cao Cao remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Has there been no report from Liu Bei?"

"Everything at General Zuo's residence is as usual." Guo Jia said, then smiled slightly. "The only change is that Liu Bei has opened up a new vegetable garden in the residence. Every day after finishing his duties, he either weaves straw sandals or tends to those turnips."

Cao Cao laughed too: "She's so carefree! It's truly enviable."

"Fengxiao, you've worked hard," she straightened up, "Let's see if the palace can come up with any solutions."

"Yes, sir." Guo Jia responded, but did not leave. "My lord, the Imperial Secretariat has discovered that Her Highness the Princess has also sent people to keep an eye on Dong Cheng."

"Oh?" Cao Cao thought for a moment, then said, "Let him be."

"Should we...keep an eye on Wannian Villa as well?" Guo Jia asked tentatively.

"No need," Cao Cao blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

Guo Jia seemed to have already guessed the outcome, and smiled slightly: "Yes."

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The next morning, in the small courtyard on the west side of Wannian Villa.

The morning sun shone through the sheer curtains of the window, casting a warm glow over the room. A faint scent of medicinal oil wafted through the air, gently wafting into the nostrils.

Sima Yi lay on his side on the couch, his long hair cascading over the pillow like a piece of black satin, making his face appear even smaller and whiter.

Liu Xun washed his hands, took a small celadon bottle from the shelf, uncorked it, and poured some medicinal oil into his palm.

The medicated oil was the color of amber, and when it melted in her palm, it released a spicy yet warm aroma before being applied to her calves.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked in a low voice, his fingertips applying even pressure as he massaged her.

"It hurts," Sima Yi replied muffledly, burying his face in his arms.

The palm slowly moved upwards along the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming on the outside of her calf, starting from the ankle, passing through Jiexi and Fenglong, and pushing all the way to the knee.

His strength was even and steady, his palm pressed against her skin, bringing a thin layer of warmth as he pushed.

"Besides the pain, do you feel anything else?"

Sima Yi closed his eyes and slowly shook his head: "It's about the same as before."

She is lying.

Actually, they're quite different now.

A few days ago, my legs felt like they didn't belong to me; they were numb and stiff, and I felt nothing except for the pain when I pressed on acupoints.

But ten days ago, or perhaps even earlier, she had already stopped hurting so much.

The legs, which had been like rotten wood, have gradually regained sensation.

For example, the temperature of a boy's palm.

For example, the pressure of his fingertips.

The sensation of two people's skin rubbing together...

She even felt that she could feel the lines on the boy's palm.

Now, Liu Xun's hand is resting on the back of his knee, his thumb pressing on the Weizhong acupoint, applying gentle pressure.

A tingling sensation traveled up her thigh, through her groin and waist, and finally settled into a warm mass at the base of her spine.

Her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

But she bit her lip and swallowed back the faint gasp.

"Logically, you should have recovered faster." Liu Xun smiled apologetically, "Perhaps it's my fault for going to Hanoi and interrupting the treatment process."

"Don't worry, recovery is a slow process, we'll take it one step at a time."

Sima Yi blushed slightly.

She felt ashamed.

His Highness is so kind, yet she is deceiving him.

But she really couldn't bear to part with it.

She had no doubt that she could recover, stand up, walk out of the room, and leave the mansion.

But she couldn't bear to part with it.

Reluctant to part with the gentle young man before her,

I can't bear to part with his care and concern.

She couldn't bear to let his hand touch her skin, the tingling sensation that sent shivers down her spine.

She was captivated by everything in this moment.

Like seaweed on the seabed, it wanted to entwine itself with the ray of sunlight that shone into the darkness.

I want to continue being His Highness's patient, and I hope I recover slowly.

At this moment, Liu Xun's palm was already on her thigh, no more than a hand's width away from her groin.

The warmth of the boy's palm seeped through the thin silk, making her skin tighten. She could feel the force of his fingers pressing down, spreading across her taut muscles like ripples spreading outwards from a pebble thrown into a lake.

Her breathing quickened.

Liu Xun seemed oblivious as his hand continued upwards, pressing on the Fengshi acupoint on the outside of his thigh.

This time, Sima Yi almost couldn't hold back.

Because that acupoint was too close to her waist. When he pressed it, the web of his hand was precisely at the junction of her thigh and hip bone, his thumb on the acupoint, while the other four fingers were naturally bent, with their knuckles against the outside of her thigh.

It was just a chance encounter.

But her body trembled violently as if she had been electrocuted.

Her snow-white hands gripped the mattress beneath her tightly.

She could feel her body trembling slightly.

The boy's body temperature was like a small fire, burning up from her knees, making her weak all over, and making her even careful to breathe.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Liu Xun asked her gently.

Sima Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly. He nodded and buried his face in the pillow, not wanting Liu Xun to see his expression.

She lied again.

It was only a little pain, but it was mixed with a lot of longing.

She longed for more.

Sima Yi was startled by his own thought, and his heart suddenly raced.

"Relax," Liu Xun said gently, sensing her tense body. "Don't be too tense. Poor blood circulation will affect the treatment's effectiveness."

She gave a muffled reply, trying to relax.

But... I can't do it.