Chapter 120: Liu Qingmei: Whatever the Lord desires, the concubine shall comply! (2-in-1)

Liu Qingmei came specifically to find Ning Mu.

She walked all the way through the foul-smelling gambling hall.

Led by a servant, she arrived at this slightly quieter second floor.

The entire second floor of the gambling house had been renovated, with the rooms partitioned to form small, high-end gambling suites.

These gambling suites were provided exclusively for those wealthy people to play in.

Just as she stepped onto the stairs.

Liu Qingmei's ears twitched, her expression changed slightly, and a flash of oddity and helplessness crossed her face.

She immediately waved her hand, signaling the servant to withdraw.

"Stinky brat, you never get enough, day or night!"

Liu Qingmei pursed her lips speechlessly, then stood in the corridor.

There were several other rooms nearby, and they were incredibly noisy inside.

The sound of dice, shouting, cursing, and frustration...

The myriad states of human life converged into this bustling scene.

Those gamblers, with red eyes, were shouting and roaring, killing it in all directions.

But amidst the many shouts.

One could still vaguely hear the faint hissing and delicate moans coming from the room in front of her.

Inside this private room.

Liu Qingmei frowned slightly.

Her bright and charming face was also filled with melancholy and resentment.

This gambling was too intense!

Standing in the corridor, Liu Qingmei couldn't help but feel an itch, wanting to join this hearty private little gambling game.

But she still endured the loneliness.

It was fine for her to stand by the gambling table and watch others.

But to let others watch her being slaughtered by Ning Mu at the gambling table made her very uncomfortable.

"Hoo~"

Taking a light breath, Liu Qingmei stood at the doorway like an old monk in meditation.

But only she knew what kind of turmoil the sound of dice in the room behind her caused in her heart.

And looking at Task Two in the System Task List, Liu Qingmei felt even more panicked, her face flushed red.

But she still decided to take this step tonight.

She even did something for it.

For these past days, she had been practicing Bigu.

Apart from drinking water, she hardly ate anything.

In this way, she maintained her cleanliness.

Finally.

As the sun set, business in the casino got better and better, and the entire Yichun Courtyard was decorated with lanterns and streamers, becoming extraordinarily lively.

The gambling game in the private room behind her finally reached its end and gradually drew to a close.

It was a three-person game, and it was unclear who won or lost.

Thinking about it, besides Ning Mu, there probably wasn't a bigger winner, right?

Before long.

The door to the private room was opened.

The next moment.

Ning Mu, looking refreshed, walked out from inside.

It was clear that he had won quite a bit.

Following behind Ning Mu.

Were Jin Xiangyu, who was limping, and Tong Yuyue, whose complexion was ruddy and flawless, charming and glistening, and whose allure had grown even more intense.

Both had only been married for a few days, and a natural, mature charm blossomed from them.

These two clearly hadn't lost too miserably either.

Perhaps they hadn't won any less than Ning Mu! Liu Qingmei glanced at them and made a judgment in her heart.

"Master?"

After stepping out, Ning Mu was the first to come face-to-face with Liu Qingmei, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"How long have you been here?"

Immediately, he realized, his eyes filled with a hint of teasing as he asked with a laugh.

Seeing his expression, Liu Qingmei pursed her lips, rolled her eyes helplessly, and said speechlessly: "If I weren't standing here, the commotion you made would probably have brought everyone in the casino over to watch!"

Such an exhilarating gambling game—if no one were here to keep watch, how could these jealous gamblers not covet it? I fear they would have flocked here and swarmed in.

They would have crushed this small private room! "Really, I don't know what to say about you; can't you restrain yourself?"

"Even if you want to do it, can't you go home? Can't you find a quiet place with fewer people?"

"And you two, you really just let him run wild?"

Liu Qingmei accused them.

There was quite a sense of being angry at their lack of self-improvement.

In the end, she even aimed her spearhead at Tong Yuyue and Jin Xiangyu.

As soon as Liu Qingmei said these words, Tong Yuyue and Jin Xiangyu, who had followed her out, both had their expressions change; shyness and annoyance flashed across their eyes in unison, and their faces became even more exquisitely beautiful.

Jin Xiangyu shrank her head in caution, not daring to look directly, her face crimson as blood, and a trace of white residue from the dice cup seemed to still be hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Although she was being reprimanded by Grandmaster Liu, beyond the fear in her heart, she was also incredibly shocked.

Is the Young Master too strong? For a matter like this, Grandmaster Liu, who is his Master, is actually still outside helping to keep watch?

What is even more critical is this.

As a woman, Grandmaster Liu is actually still preaching like this at a time like this...

Is this definitely a master-disciple relationship?

Liu Qingmei's reaction and choice of words could not help but leave Jin Xiangyu feeling incredibly shocked.

Her admiration for Ning Mu was even more beyond measure.

In this world, to be a disciple and reach this point.

I fear this is the only case, there is no one else! Tong Yuyue, however, was different.

She first felt ashamed and annoyed, but seeing there were no outsiders around, she pouted, rolled her eyes, and muttered: "Birds of a feather, what right do you have to lecture me?"

"You say that as if you don't indulge him in his wild behavior yourself."

"Besides, we are his women now; he is our heaven. If we don't indulge him, should we indulge someone else?"

Tong Yuyue seemed to be muttering, but the dissatisfaction in her words was already clamoring to be heard.

Even at the end, her tone carried a hint of questioning.

Slap! Ning Mu frowned, and with one palm, he struck down.

Flesh rippled.

Tong Yuyue immediately covered her buttocks, feeling aggrieved.

"Dare to talk nonsense again next time? Once I've entered the palace, I've cut off the paths of others; don't keep thinking about attracting bees and butterflies outside. If I hear such words again, I'll break your legs!"

Ning Mu kept a straight face and lectured her.

"I was just saying it casually~ Really, so much force~"

Tong Yuyue was incredibly aggrieved, her pair of almond eyes filled with both resentment and infatuation, shimmering with a faint light.

Hearing this exchange, Jin Xiangyu was completely stunned on the spot, at a loss for what to do.

What had she heard? Tong Yuyue dared to directly confront Grandmaster Liu to her face; this was something she had not expected.

But what she had not expected even more was that the words Tong Yuyue spoke seemed full of ambiguity.

What did she mean by 'as if you don't indulge him in his wild behavior'? Could it be that the Young Master even... with Grandmaster Liu?

But that's not right!

Isn't Grandmaster Liu the Manor Mistress of Cangjian Villa! At this moment, Jin Xiangyu felt as if she had discovered a new continent; her eyes were full of shock and confusion, and her breathing even became somewhat rapid.

At this moment.

She felt the tension surging in her heart.

It was even more intense than the terrifying, wave-upon-wave surges she had faced while lying on that gambling table in the room just moments ago!

However, immediately after, seeing Tong Yuyue's grievance, Jin Xiangyu's heart gave a slight jolt.

She snuck a glance at the Young Master, and her heart immediately became vigilant.

It seems the Young Master's possessiveness is very strong.

From now on, she must be careful and not have any entanglements with other men.

Otherwise, with the Young Master's temper—even beating Tong Yuyue—she feared that if she made a mistake, she wouldn't get a single bit of mercy! Meanwhile, Liu Qingmei, who had just been aggressive, was immediately silenced by Tong Yuyue's few words of attack, her expression unnatural.

She knew.

Tong Yuyue still had lingering dissatisfaction regarding the night she had drugged her and sent her to Ning Mu's bed.

She could willingly and gladly regard Ning Mu as her heaven.

But that still could not exempt her from the dissatisfaction she felt toward Liu Qingmei in her heart.

These were two different matters.

After all.

As a normal woman, who wouldn't hope that it was while they were in their right mind that they looked up to their beloved man and had their innocence taken? To have one's city walls breached while in a daze—whoever it was, they couldn't accept the reality of that defeat!

"Ahem, it's getting late."

"Let's go home!"

Liu Qingmei changed the subject, glared at Tong Yuyue, and then said to Ning Mu.

Liu Qingmei's accusation was thus invisibly neutralized by Tong Yuyue; Ning Mu gave a simple smile, looked back at Jin Xiangyu, and said: "If you aren't going back, stay at Yingyue Terrace, Grade A, tonight."

"Yes, Young Master, this servant understands."

Jin Xiangyu nodded with some regret.

In the end, she still didn't have the qualifications to accompany the Young Master home openly like Tong Yuyue and the others!

But she was satisfied!

After all, the better the relationship between the Young Master and Grandmaster Liu, the more stable the future of the Jin Family would be.

As long as she didn't harbor ulterior motives and remained loyal to the Young Master, everything would naturally fall into place.

On the way back.

Tong Yuyue and Liu Qingmei inevitably had another round of bickering.

Perhaps because she was in the wrong, Liu Qingmei retreated.

And seeing that she didn't dare to respond directly, Tong Yuyue became even more spirited.

Fortunately.

The three of them were sitting inside the Lingxiao Wind-Riding Chariot.

Tong Yuyue was chattering away, making Ning Mu's head ache.

He decided to just go all the way.

Ning Mu directly pressed down on Tong Yuyue's head.

He forcibly plugged her mouth.

"Finally quiet!"

Ning Mu exhaled comfortably.

"Mmph~"

But Tong Yuyue, with her mouth plugged, had a hard time; the whites of her eyes quickly turned red, filled with helplessness and struggle, but facing Ning Mu's dominance, she could only pat him lightly to show her resistance.

"You brat, your master is still here!"

Liu Qingmei, who was nearby, suddenly looked unnatural.

"Mei'er, you come too!"

To get some peace and quiet, Ning Mu did not hesitate and reached out to control Liu Qingmei as well.

"Mmph~ You rebellious disciple, how dare you!"

"Ah~"

Seeing that Liu Qingmei had also failed to escape Ning Mu's clutches, Tong Yuyue immediately became triumphant.

Even.

She took the initiative to make space.

Old Driver seemed to sense its master's mood and slowed its pace significantly.

But this distance was limited after all.

A quarter of an hour later.

Old Driver stopped at the entrance of the small residence.

"Old Driver, the Young Master is back~"

Outside the gate, Chunzhi, who was chatting with Qiuxiang, saw this and her eyes lit up; she hurriedly stepped forward to pull on Old Driver's reins.

But Old Driver blinked its eyes and dodged Chunzhi's tug.

"Old Driver, be obedient, be a good boy, big sister will give you venison to eat later~"

Chunzhi coaxed Old Driver as if she were coaxing a small child.

Only then did Old Driver snort, rub affectionately against Chunzhi, and then let her pull the reins.

At this moment.

The curtain opened.

The first to step out of the carriage was Tong Yuyue.

"Second Madam?"

Chunzhi was startled, feeling a bit surprised, and hurriedly greeted her.

Tong Yuyue's eyes flickered, she gave a light hum, and then jumped off the carriage.

Next.

Another person escaped from inside the carriage.

Yes.

From Chunzhi's perspective, it was an escape.

A head bumped the curtain open, and after scolding the inside of the carriage, the person jumped down quickly, their face incredibly flushed.

Chunzhi looked closely, and her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

"First... Young Lady!"

Chunzhi hurriedly lowered her head to pay her respects.

She had almost blurted out the subconscious title of First Madam, but fortunately, she reacted in time, remembering what the Young Lady had instructed before! Finally.

It was the Young Master she had been longing for, who emerged from the carriage in a leisurely manner, stood on the front platform, stretched comfortably, and then adjusted his belt.

Seeing the Young Lady and the Second Madam alone with the Young Master again!

A strange feeling rose in Chunzhi's heart for no reason.

"Young Master."

"Mm. Is dinner ready?"

Ning Mu smiled and nodded, jumped off the carriage, patted Old Driver, and then pinched Chunzhi's cheek.

"Replying to Young Master, it is all prepared, but I didn't know the Young Lady and Second Madam would also come; this servant will go fry a few more dishes."

Chunzhi said.

"No need, I won't eat."

Liu Qingmei spoke subconsciously.

She was practicing Bigu.

But after saying it, her heart skipped a beat for no reason; she secretly glanced at Ning Mu and, seeing his face was as usual with no expression, she felt slightly relieved.

But thinking of the task she had to do next.

She still couldn't stop feeling ashamed.

"I'll just eat a little something."

Tong Yuyue also spoke up.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ning Mu; after the whole afternoon plus the time in the carriage, although she was exhausted, she had also eaten too much.

This brat always loves oral ulcers.

At dinner time, Liuli was not there.

Perhaps it was the shared hot spring bath at noon, and the tugging and pulling that occurred during it, that made her unable to face Ning Mu with composure yet.

It actually felt a bit more relaxed.

Ning Mu was fine, but Liu Qingmei and Tong Yuyue were, to a greater or lesser extent, still somewhat wary or distant toward Liuli, this nun.

"Are you still not leaving?"

After finishing dinner.

Ning Mu picked up the Red Tassel Spear and practiced his spear technique in the courtyard once more.

Liu Qingmei and Tong Yuyue stood under the eaves in front of the main hall, either with their arms crossed or leaning against the pillars.

It looked as if they were admiring Ning Mu's spear technique.

But in reality, both of them were harboring their own secret agendas.

Liu Qingmei squinted, staring at Tong Yuyue.

Tong Yuyue couldn't help but smile, retorting, "Since you, the First Madam, aren't leaving, what does it matter whether a concubine like me leaves or not?"

"..."

Liu Qingmei was instantly rendered speechless by the retort.

Could she tell Tong Yuyue, "Hurry up and leave, tonight I want to share this beautiful night with your Ning-lang in the pavilion behind the small courtyard, and play that boundless flower melody together"?

She only dared to think these words in her heart.

If she were to say this out loud, she feared Tong Yuyue would be even less likely to leave!

After all.

She had previously witnessed Tong Yuyue using her flesh to play with the dragon and spit water.

If she knew her purpose for tonight, she would definitely force herself to stay and watch from the sidelines how she, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster and the legitimate wife of Ye Bufan, would wag her tail and beg for pity in front of Ning Mu.

At the thought of this scenario, a feeling that was hard to describe suddenly welled up in Liu Qingmei's heart.

Of course, she did not want to become a mere diversion for Tong Yuyue.

But for some reason, she felt a faint sense of anticipation for such a scene in her heart.

But that was absolutely impossible! Once Tong Yuyue witnessed the whole process, she would never be able to hold her head up in front of this woman again; she would seize this leverage and use every possible means to mock her!

This would be revenge for her sending her to Ning Mu's bed.

"Hah!"

In the courtyard.

Ning Mu's spear technique was broad and sweeping, but looking closely, beneath that sharp, murderous aura, it was filled with a trace of Buddhist compassion.

Hidden under the eaves where the moonlight could not reach, the two beauties stood in silence, looking at each other.

After a while.

Liu Qingmei was the first to break the stifling atmosphere.

"You're really not leaving?"

"Not leaving!"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite."

"You, what are you going to do!"

Tong Yuyue's expression changed slightly; she glared at Liu Qingmei in panic, her body subconsciously retreating.

When all was said and done, her strength was weak.

In front of Liu Qingmei, a Martial Arts Grandmaster, she ultimately lacked the confidence to resist.

"I'm not doing anything; since some people don't want to leave, then they might as well stay properly. Tell me, what would it look like if I were to suddenly make your body explode, your clothes torn to shreds right here, and those maidservants saw your mature and plump body, which has been greedily caressed by your Ning-lang time and time again?"

"Tsk tsk, come to think of it, I'm actually looking forward to it?"

At this moment, Liu Qingmei seemed to have transformed into an evil enchantress of the Demonic Path, her words filled with intense threats and seduction, and even a touch of vulgarity.

Her peach-blossom eyes were filled with ill intent.

With every step she took closer, that ill-intentioned light grew even stronger! Eek.

At the thought of the scene Liu Qingmei described, Tong Yuyue's eyelids twitched wildly, a look of panic surged onto her face, her lotus feet retreated continuously, and she even subconsciously covered her collar.

As if she were terrified that this woman, Liu Qingmei, would break the rules and forcibly use her Cultivation Points to explode her clothes.

It was nothing in front of Ning Mu.

Anyway, what should have been seen and what shouldn't have been, what should have been done and what shouldn't have been, had all been done; there were no secrets left.

But... to have her clothes exploded in front of the maidservants, or even in a courtyard where someone might break in at any moment, she still couldn't accept it!

"Crazy woman!"

"Go ahead and be crazy with him!"

Tong Yuyue was filled with secret hatred, spat out a curse through gritted teeth, and hurried away in a panic.

"Ning Mu, I'm going back to the Ye family residence first. There's a crazy woman here, and I can't stand her!"

Before leaving, Tong Yuyue threw out these words in a fluster and disappeared through the moon gate without looking back.

Ning Mu retracted his spear, staring in bewilderment at the doorway where Tong Yuyue had already vanished, then turned his head to look at Liu Qingmei, who was standing under the eaves with her arms crossed, a look of success on her face, and an elegant posture.

"..."

"What did you say to her?"

Ning Mu gave a helpless smile, threw the long spear to Xia Chan, who was nearby, and walked over to ask Liu Qingmei casually.

【Notification: You have diligently practiced the Prajna Spear Technique once, Proficiency +3!】

"Nothing much, I'm staying here tonight."

Liu Qingmei's pretty face flushed slightly, and then she looked at Chunzhi, who had come over behind Ning Mu to hand him a towel.

The latter half of the sentence was clearly spoken to Chunzhi.

"Very well, Young Lady, this servant will go tidy up the room immediately."

Chunzhi nodded, handed the towel to Ning Mu, and then turned to go into the East Wing.

Hearing this, Ning Mu also gave up on pestering her, smiled triumphantly, leaned forward, pressed up against Liu Qingmei, and with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, whispered: "Mei'er, come to my room tonight. I'm all alone tonight, I'll be waiting for you~"

After saying this, Ning Mu let out a hearty laugh, walked straight past Liu Qingmei, and entered the master bedroom.

Liu Qingmei's pretty face flushed red; feeling the breath Ning Mu sprayed against her neck made her heart flutter even more in a panic.

She pursed her lips, feigned indifference, and walked calmly and composedly toward the East Wing.

But only she herself knew how violently her heart was churning!

Time flowed slowly by.

Rumble.

Suddenly.

A bolt of thunder tore across the horizon.

Before long, the pitter-patter of rain began to tap against the eaves and windowsills.

The biting wind made the window panes creak.

Bored, Ning Mu got up and walked over, intending to close the window.

At this moment.

A black shadow flashed before his eyes.

The next instant.

He saw Liu Qingmei, dressed in black, slightly lift her head, revealing that shy, charming, bright, and beautiful face.

Those beautiful peach-blossom eyes seemed to contain the drizzling spring rain from outside the window.

Then, inch by inch, it gathered, transforming into threads of tenderness.

"Mei'er!"

Ning Mu's eyes lit up, and he immediately closed the window.

"You look truly beautiful tonight!"

After looking Liu Qingmei up and down, Ning Mu offered sincere praise.

At this moment, although Liu Qingmei was wearing black, it was not a night-traveling suit.

It was that extremely form-fitting Black Xuan Sand Silk Lace Garment that perfectly and vividly displayed her figure!

Even though it was pouring rain outside.

Her body, however, was as clean as new.

Those at the Zuozhao Ziguang Stage can remain unstained by dust.

They naturally possess a layer of subtle Qi protecting their bodies, preventing the falling rainwater from touching or staining them.

"You wretch!"

Liu Qingmei gave a coquettish rebuke.

At the thought of what was about to happen next, Liu Qingmei's heart could not help but thump wildly.

That heart, filled with love, felt as if it were about to jump out.

"Mmm~"

However, she was not given much time to react.

Suddenly.

She subconsciously closed her eyes.

And then.

Following her beloved's pace.

From the windowsill, they kissed all the way.

Arriving before the couch.

With her strength, she could have crossed this short distance in an instant.

Yet at this very moment, following him, she spent a full quarter of an hour doing so.

And during this quarter of an hour.

Her own enchanting and voluptuous body had been thoroughly explored by the devilish hands of this brat.

"Mmm~ Ning-lang, wait~"

Upon reaching the couch.

Suddenly.

Liu Qingmei pushed Ning Mu away, breaking free from his stirring advances, her slender, jade-like hands pressed against his sturdy chest.

"What is it?"

Ning Mu lowered his head, looking at the warm, bright jade in his arms.

"Ning-lang, this concubine has no regrets meeting you in this life, but I am already incomplete; this is my greatest regret toward you, and also a past I cannot erase. If you abandon me for not being pure, I have no complaints. In the future, you may find a chaste and proper wife, and I will be infinitely satisfied just following behind you..."

Liu Qingmei lifted her head, her eyes shimmering, pouring out her heart with hesitation.

But before she could finish her words.

She was forcibly interrupted by Ning Mu.

"What kind of talk is this?"

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow, staring at her with displeasure.

Slap! A loud and dull smacking sound rang out clearly.

Feeling the tingling pain attacking from behind, Liu Qingmei let out a muffled groan, her glistening eyes filled with deep grievance as she looked up at Ning Mu, appearing pitiful and endearing.

"Everything I have said comes from the bottom of my heart~"

"What I said is also true, Master, Mei'er; we cannot change the past, but as long as your present and future belong to me, and your soul is loyal to me, then I am already immensely satisfied!"

Ning Mu looked at Liu Qingmei and said earnestly.

He did not give her a promise of being his legal wife, but every word was firm and powerful, completely moving Liu Qingmei's chaotic heart.

"Mm~ I belong to you, I belong entirely to you, and I am loyal only to you!"

"Once I am completely free, I shall let my husband do as he pleases; whatever you desire, I shall do~"

Liu Qingmei was deeply moved, tilting her head slightly, her peach-blossom eyes even shimmering with a faint light, crystal-clear teardrops seemingly ready to fall at any moment.

She had already made up her mind in her heart!

Once her husband's injuries improved and he regained his clarity, she would discuss it with him and reach an agreement for a divorce.

Before the divorce.

She had lived for the Liu Family, for the Ye Family, for Ye Yin, and for all of them.

This time.

She would summon the courage to live once more for herself and for her Ning-lang! No matter if the road ahead was bumpy or filled with thorns.

She was willing to transform herself into an iron hoe or a wood-cutting knife in her Ning-lang's hands.

To dig flat the bumps and cut through the thorns! She believed that at the end of the bumps and behind the thorns, there must be a glorious, smooth path and happiness!

Ning Mu lowered his head.

He kissed her tear-filled eyes.

"Ning-lang, I have been in Bigu for several days; in this life, I cannot offer my purity to you, so this impurity... let it be yours to harvest!"

Liu Qingmei closed her beautiful eyes, her breath like orchids, and teardrops rolled down silently.

That soft, gentle, hesitant voice, revealing a touch of charm and shyness, immediately made Ning Mu tremble all over! One update today, a big chapter of over six thousand words, asking for monthly votes!

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