Chapter 43: 43 He Seems to Understand Her Better Than Her Husband

After a morning of rushing, the horse team passed through several towns.

Finally.

They had stepped into the territory of Xizi Lake, and from afar, they could see the port where ships were lined up like scales and masts stood tall.

From time to time, deafening work chants rang out.

Trackers pulling boats, laborers moving and unloading cargo, and travelers coming and going—the crowd was surging and the noise was deafening, constructing a scene of prosperity and bustle.

However.

Liu Qingmei, who was riding at the very front, was somewhat distracted at this moment.

For some reason.

That young, handsome figure kept appearing in her mind.

A little wicked, yet a little endearing.

He possessed a savagery and tenderness she had never experienced before.

He dared to wrap his arms around her waist, and even sneakily moved downward, pinching with great enthusiasm.

He even harbored the delusion of ambushing her breasts... it was just too much! These heavy objects were merely for an infant's needs; why would he like them? She couldn't understand! He could kiss her for a long time without letting go.

He even dared to pursue her loneliness within her mouth.

His movements were rough and overbearing, savage and without pattern.

She had no idea what he would do next, or what he wanted to do! But his movements were also gentle.

He would entangle himself with her loneliness.

Although he occasionally used force subconsciously, he would still restrain his strength, fearing he might hurt her.

Under her refusal, he would transform from an overbearing, savage man into a pitiful little boy.

That appearance simply made her maternal instincts overflow, making it hard to extricate herself.

Ning Mu...

He seemed to understand her better than her husband!

At this moment.

Unknowingly, Liu Qingmei raised Ning Mu's status to a level sufficient to be mentioned in the same breath as her husband Ye Bufan, and even began to silently compare them in her heart.

"... Mistress, Mistress?"

Feng Zhien frowned tightly, riding his horse alongside his Mistress, his brow full of worry.

He had just called out several times.

Yet his Mistress seemed to be in a dejected state, her peach-blossom eyes appearing to gaze into the distance, hollow and spiritless, not knowing what she was thinking about to be so distracted.

"... Ah, hmm?"

Liu Qingmei woke up instantly, turned her head to look at Feng Zhien, a flash of panic crossing her eyes, but she quickly forced herself to calm down!

What was wrong with her? On this journey, why did Xiao Mu's wicked appearance keep appearing in her mind?

"What is it?" Liu Qingmei coughed lightly and asked.

Feng Zhien didn't pay it any mind, assuming his Mistress was just too tired from this period and had remembered her husband lying sick in bed, hence the distraction.

Immediately, he reported: "Mistress, we have arrived."

"Oh, alright."

Liu Qingmei looked up and saw that, at some point, the horse team had arrived at the port; the horses were standing in place, snorting, their front hooves pawing at the ground from time to time.

Before them was a small shop piled with various goods, the environment dirty and chaotic.

An endless stream of servants was busy moving various types of cargo.

A group of big men wearing brocade clothes, with curved blades slung at their waists and long thorn whips in their hands, with the word 'Shark' embroidered on their chests, stood scattered at various intersections and high points, some frowning, some shouting curses, some acting slovenly...

"Mistress, this is the headquarters of the Shark Gang." Feng Zhien raised his riding whip, pointed at the small house in front, and said.

The vast Shark Gang, the gang that controlled both the north and south ports of Xizi Lake, had a headquarters that was merely such a dilapidated-looking little house.

Rumble! At the same time.

The originally clear sky suddenly erupted with thunder.

"Hurry, it's going to rain, move faster!" "You bunch of filthy wretches, don't slack off, hurry up and move!"

"Damn it, are you bastards looking for death?"

"..."

For a time, curses rang out incessantly, and the sound of long whips lashing, mixed with the wails of the servants and laborers, rose and fell at the dock.

"The weather has changed, the rainy season might be coming!"

Liu Qingmei looked up at the sky and said to Feng Zhien with a solemn expression: "Hurry, otherwise the road back won't be easy to travel!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

At this moment, Ning Mu and the others, who were at Qiyun Tower, also heard the sound of thunder.

A spring thunderstorm; this weather was rare.

First floor of Qiyun Tower, servant's room.

At this moment.

Ning Xiaoxiu was lying on the couch, her apricot eyes sparkling as she looked at the nun before her.

She recognized this Venerable one.

She was the personal female disciple of the ancestor Bolu of the Bolu Ciyun Temple in Qi, the famous Divine Nun Ciyun of the pugilistic world.

Before the couch.

Ning Mu and Xia Chan were standing.

Chunzhi went off to busy herself with dinner.

Seeing the nun's hand constantly pressing against her belly, Ning Xiaoxiu suppressed the incoming ticklish sensation, looked up at Ning Mu, and asked in confusion, "What exactly is she doing?"

Damn it.

Being taken advantage of by this guy Ning Mu and used as a tool was one thing.

But now he was even finding a nun to take advantage of her? This was intolerable! Shame and anger welled up in Ning Xiaoxiu's almond-shaped eyes.

However, before she could lash out, Liuli withdrew her hand, looked at Ning Mu, and nodded gently, "Young Friend Ning, my deduction was correct; she has indeed been used as a Spirit Field, with a Blood Lotus planted inside her body."

"The full name of this Blood Lotus is Demon Seed Blood Lotus; it can only survive in places of extreme yin, and its survival rate is extremely low."

"But this female benefactor possesses an Extreme Yin Body, which perfectly matches the attributes of the Demon Seed Blood Lotus. The seed was nurtured through secret arts and planted in her body when she was young, using her internal organs as a Spirit Field, her flesh and blood as fertilizer, and her Original Qi as nutrients. As she grows and her Cultivation Points increase, the Demon Seed Blood Lotus also gradually grows until it matures."

"When someone with an Extreme Yin Body cultivates, they often achieve twice the result with half the effort. At the female benefactor's age, if she put in a little effort, she could at least reach the realm of Inner Fullness Self-Observation, if not become a Grandmaster!"

"The reason the female benefactor's Cultivation Points cannot improve is precisely because of this Demon Seed Blood Lotus; it has absorbed the vast majority of her Cultivation Points!"

"And the moment the Demon Seed Blood Lotus matures is the moment this female benefactor will meet her end..."

"Sigh, goodness, goodness... I have only read of such methods in ancient texts; this is the first time I have encountered one in reality. It is truly pathetic and hateful!"

Liuli pressed her palms together, a trace of sympathy and anger flowing through her deep eyes.

Even with a Buddha Heart as steady as hers, she felt angry at the ruthlessness of the person behind planting the Demon Seed Blood Lotus inside Ning Xiaoxiu! "What?"

"What are you talking about!"

Ning Xiaoxiu blinked her eyes, looking confused, but a glimmer of suspicion and fear flashed through them.

She lowered her head and looked at her own belly.

There, on her belly, a bewitching red lotus flower was extremely eye-catching.

Her mother said she was born with it.

Because she was the glory of the Blood Lotus Sect, she had a lotus birthmark on her body.

But looking at it now.

Wasn't the position of this Blood Lotus exactly where life is conceived!

Ning Xiaoxiu panicked, her almond-shaped eyes filled with deep fear and longing as she looked at Liuli.

Seeing that Liuli had no intention of continuing, she had no choice but to look at Ning Mu for help.

(End of this chapter)