Chapter 187: Madam, your son has arrived, and you don't have much time left

"Hiss~"

The mountain breeze swept in, rustling the corn leaves; as it brushed against his body, Ning Mu felt as if every pore on his skin had expanded, feeling incomparably comfortable.

Especially here, in this vast, open wilderness.

Although there was the cornfield to act as a screen.

This stimulation in broad daylight was still incredibly gratifying.

Zhu Yaluan, acting as the bandit leader.

Just as she was working hard.

Ning Mu suddenly spoke up, causing her to freeze in surprise.

Immediately after.

Her expression changed abruptly, and her heart was filled with extreme nervousness.

Her son had come?

Xiao'er!

As a mother, she had always been dignified, elegant, and generous in front of Xiao'er, always paying attention to etiquette.

Yet, at this moment, she was actually kneeling before a youth of similar age to him, acting so lewdly.

If he were to discover this scene, what would he think!

As a mother, where would her face be, and how would she conduct herself?

"Madam, you wouldn't want your son to see you looking so lewd right now, would you?"

Seeing a group of people on the new road down the mountain, gradually approaching the stronghold gate, Ning Mu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw who the leader was upon their closer approach.

Isn't this Zhu Yaluan's son? The Young Master of Yunxiao Stronghold who almost died under his gun that night.

Why did he come?

He paused for a moment.

Looking at Zhu Yaluan before him, he suddenly realized.

This son is still quite filial, coming to see his mother.

A wicked smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Ning Mu's mouth, and he immediately said it to Zhu Yaluan.

"Mmph~ Where is he!"

"I beg you, please don't let my son know!"

The clarity instantly returned to Zhu Yaluan's beautiful eyes, which had been filled with desire, replaced by fear and panic.

Her voice was also slightly hoarse.

But her tone was very urgent, filled with deep pleading.

"Don't slack off!"

Ning Mu reached out.

A vibrant flush surged back onto Zhu Yaluan's pale face.

In order to please Ning Mu, she even became increasingly proactive and hardworking.

Clearly, she wanted to use this to win Ning Mu's favor.

To keep him from letting the secret slip in front of her son, Wu Yuxiao!

A smile couldn't help but linger on the corner of Ning Mu's mouth, his eyes showing a hint of pleasant surprise.

This woman, she had been hiding her true ability!

Although it was very satisfying before, it wasn't like this.

Letting him experience such pleasure!

It seems Wu Yuxiao is her Achilles' heel.

Thinking of this, a wicked smile couldn't help but curve on Ning Mu's mouth.

"It's not impossible, but after all, this Stronghold Master is now your son's convenient stepfather, right? As a father, how can I not acknowledge my son?"

"Even a tiger does not eat its cubs; this Stronghold Master is also very happy to have such a big son."

Ning Mu smiled wickedly.

These words made Zhu Yaluan's heart thump wildly, and her cheeks were flushed with crimson.

Her face was filled with an indescribable charm and shame.

This difficult conflict made her heart feel lost and helpless, not knowing how to respond to Ning Mu.

Especially since, as a mother, she was here finding a stepfather for her son who was younger than him, kneeling at his feet, so base.

If Xiao'er knew, he would probably curse her directly as a lewd woman who knows nothing of etiquette, righteousness, and shame! Thinking of this.

Whether it was because of the fear of her son finding out, the consequences of which were hard to predict.

Or because of the nervousness of mentioning Xiao'er at such a moment, and the fact that Xiao'er seemed about to appear, it gave her an unspeakable, strange sensation in her heart.

Suddenly, her body trembled violently.

"Mmph~ I beg you, don't do this, Small Ning Zhaozhu, this humble one will kowtow to you!"

Whether it was sincere or an opportunity to hide her embarrassment by kowtowing, Zhu Yaluan buried her head deeply in the grass.

Just like a quail that hides its head when encountering danger.

Yet, it remained exposed outside, unaware.

Fortunately.

There were not many thorns in this grass, and the texture was soft and springy, not enough to cause scratches to her flushed, delicate cheeks.

Otherwise, it would be a terrible waste.

"Does Stronghold Master Zhu know that there are always places in this world where the sunlight cannot reach?"

Looking down from a high vantage point at the alluring figure of Zhu Yaluan, Ning Mu's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes flowing with a gaze of appreciation.

Naturally, she could not remain idle either.

Just as Zhu Yaluan was kneeling and prostrating on the ground.

Liuli Shitai, already moved and intoxicated by passion, hurriedly took over the heavy responsibility from Zhu Yaluan, continuing the great cause of resistance.

Hearing Ning Mu's words, Zhu Yaluan's shoulders heaved.

She immediately raised her head in a daze, looking at Ning Mu with confusion.

"This counts as truly being his father, doesn't it?"

"Since I am acting as his father, I must certainly consider things for him; not telling him is only reasonable, otherwise…"

Ning Mu's lips wore a wicked smile.

The implication was self-evident.

Hearing this, Zhu Yaluan suddenly understood.

What place where the sunlight cannot reach.

At first, she was bewildered.

But combining the preceding and following context, she immediately understood the purpose of Ning Zhaozhu.

However.

To sacrifice her purity.

This left her in a very difficult position.

At the same time.

At the stronghold gate.

Wu Yuxiao and the others dismounted one after another, accepting the inspection of the guards.

Meanwhile, someone trotted into the stronghold to report to the head in charge.

Looking at the situation below the mountain.

Ning Mu stood behind the cornfield, looking down from above at the flushed Zhu Yaluan, who was struggling immensely, and said softly, "Madam, your son seems to have already entered the stronghold; there isn't much time left for you."

"Mmph~"

Zhu Yaluan's body suddenly trembled violently.

Then she closed her eyes, two lines of clear tears flowing down along with her drool.

Finally, she had no choice but to nod in resignation.

Being Ning Zhaozhu's woman in secret was still much better than having Xiao know that she had become Ning Zhaozhu's plaything.

Once a bottom line is broken, it is truly terrifying.

Once an opening is made, it is like a torrential flood, impossible to block.

At this moment, Zhu Yaluan seemed unaware that, until now, it had only been a few short days since the day she had clearly and firmly insisted on protecting her purity.

Not even a month had passed.

This woman, who had kept her chastity for her husband for over a decade and prided herself on being loyal and never serving two masters, could ultimately not resist the pressure of reality.

In the end, she went against her former self. She ultimately became a man's plaything.

How tragic!

Zhu Yaluan's heart could not help but be filled with melancholy.

"Get up, look at your son; he is riding a tall horse, entering the stronghold with a show of force, as if he wants to assert his status in my stronghold."

Ning Mu smiled faintly and reached out to pull Zhu Yaluan up.

At the same time, he made her turn her back to look at the situation in the stronghold below the mountain.

'Xiao!'

Looking at the drill ground below the mountain, at the high-spirited youth, Zhu Yaluan could not help but reveal a touch of warmth in her eyes.

But immediately after, her eyes turned red, and her expression became incomparably complex.

The youth in the prime of his life, even in the place where his mother was detained, still vainly attempted to find a sense of presence to back his mother up.

However.

From now on, Xiao was destined to never be able to hold his head up in front of the youth who was currently thrusting behind her.

Sensing that Xiao had suddenly caught a trace of Ning Mu's presence.

Zhu Yaluan immediately frowned slightly and groaned, her flushed, pretty face turning beet red, and beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead constantly sliding down, dripping onto the emerald green corn leaves.

The corn leaf drooped gently with the breeze.

The sweat beads slid along the leaf tip, finally dripping into the dark, muddy soil.

"Stronghold Master Zhu, don't be too loud, or else if your son turns his head, he will be able to witness with his own eyes how beautiful his mother is right now~"

It had been too many years since she had experienced this feeling of fullness.

Zhu Yaluan was closing her eyes, letting the wind blow and the leaves strike.

Suddenly hearing the voice behind her, filled with teasing and a wicked smile, her heartstrings tightened, and she hurriedly kept her mouth shut.

But her breathing became even more rapid because of it.

And at the same time.

On the drill ground below the mountain.

The one who came to welcome Wu Yuxiao was the Martial Hall manager, Huang Yutang.

There was no help for it.

The few above, whether it was Liu Qingmei or Tong Yuyue, were all busy.

The several factories were also all under the supervision of Tong Yuyue; with the accounting office and the warehouse combined, Tong Yuyue could be called the busiest person now.

As for Liu Qingmei, she was in the Gu Family courtyard, supervising the manufacture of weapons.

As for Liuli, she was currently on the mountain, helping Ning Mu and Zhu Yaluan push the roller.

No one had the time to pay attention to Wu Yuxiao's arrival.

Only Huang Yutang could step forward.

"Hmph, this Young Master is, at the very least, the Young Stronghold Master of Yunxiao Stronghold. You people imprisoned my mother and demanded supplies from my stronghold. Now that I have personally delivered them up the mountain, you treat me with such neglect—this is too rude!"

Wu Yuxiao flicked his sleeves; seeing that Ningyang Stronghold was so "arrogant" and had slighted him, he was immediately extremely displeased.

Huang Yutang frowned, his expression mocking as he said, "If Young Master Wu feels slighted, you are welcome to take the goods back. Although our Ningyang Stronghold is small, we still have this bit of supplies."

"You!"

The corner of Wu Yuxiao's eye twitched, and he was left speechless, glaring angrily at Huang Yutang.

But Huang Yutang only gave a faint, cold laugh, crossing his arms over his chest, not afraid in the slightest.

"This was requested personally by your Second Stronghold Master Liu when she came to our door. Now that I, this Young Master, have delivered it, how can there be any reason to take it back? You, this Servant, are you not afraid that your Stronghold Master Liu will blame you?" Wu Yuxiao sneered.

Huang Yutang's expression remained calm, completely unmoved.

Ningyang Stronghold now had abundant supplies; although the crops on the mountain had not yet matured, there was a continuous stream of supplies being sent to the mountain from Yonghang.

How could he care about these few carts of supplies?

Therefore, he knew very well in his heart that this was merely a scheme of the First Madam.

How could he let Wu Yuxiao get the upper hand here?

And just as he was about to speak.

At this moment.

A clear, refined, cold, and beautiful voice suddenly rang out from the side.

"Young Master Wu has quite a temper!"

Everyone turned their heads to look.

They saw Tong Yuyue, dressed in everyday clothes and looking stunningly beautiful, walking over gracefully.

Behind her followed a female guard.

The guard's gaze was unfriendly; one hand held an account book and charcoal pencil, while the other rested on the precious sword at her waist, staring at Wu Yuxiao.

"Second Madam!"

Huang Yutang and the others hurriedly bowed.

Tong Yuyue nodded, signaling that Huang Yutang need not stand on ceremony.

She then looked at Wu Yuxiao and said coldly, "Huang Zhushi is the person of highest status in this stronghold, aside from the Stronghold Master and the various Madams. For him to come and welcome you has already given you enough face."

"Yet you insist on being so unreasonable; have you forgotten who is strong and who is weak?"

"Furthermore, the fundamental reason your mother is detained in this stronghold is that we must rely on your stronghold's act of banditry. That your Yunxiao Stronghold has not been wiped out is already due to the benevolence of our Stronghold Master and the various Stronghold Masters. Since you do not know to be grateful for this grace, how can you blame this stronghold?"

Tong Yuyue's brows furrowed slightly, her expression growing colder.

Wu Yuxiao's expression changed violently, and he found himself unable to step down.

He was accustomed to being arrogant and domineering.

His mind was simple, and he subconsciously put on the air of the son of the former Alliance Leader of the Three Mountains and Four Ridges.

Now that Tong Yuyue had pointed it out, coupled with her status as the Second Madam, he was suddenly in a difficult position, yet he still wanted to stubbornly clamor a bit more.

And just as he was thinking about how to retort.

Tong Yuyue had already begun to have people count the supplies.

As the supplies were gathered, looking at the information on the list, Tong Yuyue raised an eyebrow and pouted, saying, "Only this much?"

"Those who don't know better would think your Yunxiao Stronghold came to dismiss a beggar."

Wu Yuxiao was immediately furious.

It was little, yes.

But were these the supplies you wanted? Weren't you just trying to completely sweep the face of Yunxiao Stronghold into the dirt?

Now that the goal had been achieved, you complain that the supplies are too few? Not only did you eat and wipe clean, but you also had to drop a comment that the taste was terrible! Where in the world is there such logic? Wu Yuxiao was incensed.

He was about to retort with sarcasm, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he forcibly held it back.

"Put them in storage!"

Tong Yuyue waved her hand, signaling her men to take all these supplies to the warehouse.

"Huang Zhushi, go back to your own business."

Tong Yuyue turned her head, said this to Huang Yutang, and then left directly.

She still had many things to attend to.

If Huang Yutang hadn't sent someone to notify her that Yunxiao Stronghold had sent supplies, she wouldn't have bothered to make this trip.

Not long after.

In front of Wu Yuxiao, there remained only two members of the Stronghold Guard Team, standing guard strictly and staring at him fixedly.

Tong Yuyue, Huang Yutang, and the other people in charge of Ningyang Stronghold had all left; no one paid him any mind.

Wu Yuxiao stood frozen in place, at a loss.

He, the dignified son of the General Alliance Leader of the Three Mountains and Four Ridges and the Young Stronghold Master of Yunxiao Stronghold, within this entire Xima Mountain area, where was he not surrounded by followers and countless sycophants? Now, it was the opposite.

He was like a wild weed, discarded to the side, considered an eyesore, and still needing people to watch him.

This created a strong sense of disparity in Wu Yuxiao's heart.

If it weren't for the fact that all his men had been left outside and he was alone and weak, he would have long since taken action to prove his existence! It was just a pity.

No one paid him any attention.

And if he were to turn his head and look toward the Jigong Ridge at the back of the mountain, at that lush, green cornfield.

Although separated by a great distance, he could still vaguely see his mother's flushed, delicate, and rosy oval face, swaying slightly above the tassels at the edge of the cornfield.

If his Cultivation Points were slightly stronger.

He would even be able to see that his mother's eyes, like lake water rippling with circles of waves, were filled with unimaginable desire.

(End of chapter)