Chapter 35

My goodness, what on earth did Ye Sisi eat?!

Could it be that she ate shit?!

Faced with such blunt criticism, Ye Sisi's face turned as pale as paper.

How could this happen?!

How could she let out such a loud and stinky fart?!

She wished she could dig a hole in the ground and hide!

The only thing she was grateful for right now was that her older brother Xuan wasn't there to see her so embarrassed.

After a series of heavyweight farts, Ye Sisi finally fell silent.

Everyone thanked heaven and earth.

They didn't come to the Ye Residence to throw away their lives!

If they were killed by the stench, it would be utterly humiliating to admit!

Ye Sisi let out a long breath, but just as her heart relaxed, a powerful urge to defecate surged over her like a flood…

Ye Sisi strained to clench her buttocks.

No, absolutely not!

Letting out a fart was bad enough, but she absolutely could not defecate in front of all these people!

This was her last shred of pride!

"Sisi, are you alright?"

Seeing Ye Sisi's twisted expression, Zhao Shi asked with concern.

Ye Sisi gritted her teeth, having no spare mind to attend to Zhao Shi; she focused all her thoughts on a life‑or‑death struggle with the feces in her belly.

Ye Sisi wanted to get up and dash to the outhouse at her fastest speed, but she discovered her legs were weak as noodles, devoid of feeling and strength.

How could this be?

Ye Sisi was utterly desperate.

And it was precisely at that moment of laxity that the feces won.

In an instant, like a breached river, it burst forth…

Accompanied by a thunderous fart, Ye Sisi was even thrown upward by the recoil!

Then everyone saw a yellow plume of feces spray from behind Ye Sisi…

Holy mother!

This, are you kidding?

Everyone was stunned.

What should have been a lovely banquet with many delicious dishes lost all appetite after Ye Sisi's spray; just looking at them made one want to vomit.

Ye Qingran witnessed this scene and suddenly felt the urge to drag Mo Xiaohu over and give him a sound beating.

Without a doubt, this was surely Mo Xiaohu's doing.

But could you not let her see such an eyesore?

Although Zhao Shi felt deep disgust inside, she could not bear to watch Ye Sisi lose face so completely.

So she quickly rose and walked toward Ye Sisi.

"Sisi~"

However, before she could take a few steps, she felt an intense itch!

Her arms itched, her thighs itched, her belly itched, her buttocks itched even more!

That itch came on suddenly, as if millions of mosquitoes were sucking blood from different parts of her body.

It rose and fell in waves.

Zhao Shi froze on the spot, unable to move.

What to do? She desperately wanted to scratch, especially those sensitive spots, which were unbearably itchy.

But she couldn't!

With so many people watching.

If she scratched, what would others think of her?!

But oh, the itch, the itch, the itch—ahhh!

Zhao Shi gritted her teeth, her cheeks twitching; she was practically going mad.

What on earth is happening? Why did she suddenly get so itchy? Couldn't she wait a bit longer, until no one was around, so she could scratch however she wanted?

Reason told Zhao Shi to endure, but the itch surged over her like wave after wave, pounding her rationality and making her gradually lose control…

"Madam Ye, what's wrong with you?"

The wife of the Minister of War, sitting beside her, eyed Zhao Shi warily, thinking: Could Zhao Ya also be about to fart and spray feces?

No, please don't!

The Minister's wife hastily pulled out a small handkerchief to cover her face, her heart filled with worry.

Zhao Shi felt her consciousness fading into darkness, and the surrounding sounds grew muffled.

Only one thought remained, crystal clear!

She needed to scratch!

Reason shattered in an instant; desire, like a flood and beast, swallowed Zhao Shi whole.

Zhao Shi finally could not wait any longer and extended her sinister claws!

Zhao Shi's face lit up with pleasure, and she let out a deep, satisfied sigh.

My goodness!

Everyone's jaws dropped.

What is this Zhao Shi doing? In front of all these people, she shows an expression of extreme pleasure—has she considered their feelings at all?!

Ye Qingran was utterly stunned.

It's obvious that Zhao Shi's current abnormality is surely also thanks to Mo Xiaohu.

This brat, how does he know how to play like this?

Ye Yu's cup slipped from his hand and fell straight to the ground.

He never imagined Zhao Shi would do such a shameless, disgraceful act!

After staring blankly for several seconds, Ye Yu finally came to his senses, gritting his teeth, furious beyond control.

"Zhao Ya, you wretch, stop this at once!"

The surrounding gazes were filled with disgust, amusement, and mockery. Ye Yu bitterly thought, the face of his Prime Minister's residence has been utterly lost by this mother-daughter pair!

Zhao Shi has gone mad; she wouldn't listen to Ye Yu's words.

All she knows is that right now, besides tickling, there's nothing worth her concern.

Huh~

Everyone wore a look of disdain.

This Zhao Shi, up there in age, wearing thick makeup, showing that alluring expression—how can the words 'greasy' even begin to describe it?

Even just watching Zhao Shi's alluring dance would be fine, but unfortunately Ye Sisi's side has a repeat of the fart-roll, this time accompanied by feces—this scene is simply too spectacular!

To avoid being affected, everyone rose from their seats and hid far away behind the artificial rockery or under big trees, watching from a distance.

Ye Yu was so angry he went numb; he hurriedly shouted for people to stop it.

The servants in the residence clenched their teeth, wearing expressions of resolve to die.

Ye Sisi, unlike Zhao Shi, is perfectly clear-headed; she can clearly feel the mockery and disgust from those around her.

At that moment, she felt like dying.

Who on earth is framing her?

She didn't have time to think further; with the servants' support she stood up, and as she passed the artificial lake, she mustered all her strength and leapt into the lake.

Ye Sisi, surrounded by water, felt somewhat better.

But bubbles kept rising from underwater one after another, accompanied by a considerable amount of yellow liquid…

On Zhao Shi's side, as soon as a servant touched her, she was like a thirsty camel meeting a spring, recklessly rubbing herself against people.

The servants being rubbed against practically wanted to die.

The key is that Zhao Shi, who usually looks frail, today is as if she took a strength pill—her strength is astonishing; three or five sturdy men are no match for her,

She is being toyed with by Zhao Shi in the palm of her hand.

For a moment, this absurd scene unfolded in the back garden.

Zhao Shi is no longer just tickling; she has begun to take off her clothes, her elaborate garments coming off one by one, already revealing her white thighs…

Ye Yu finally couldn't bear it, personally stepped forward, exerting the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, together with many servants, only then subduing Zhao Shi.

"Master, come here? I want…"

Zhao Shi's eyes were full of seductive charm, a look of insatiable desire.

Everyone felt a chill.

The key is, she wasn't saying that to Ye Yu, but to a servant!

Ye Yu, angry to the point of losing reason, raised his fist, using all his strength, and finally knocked Zhao Shi unconscious.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, yet felt rather regretful.

Who would have thought that the usually dignified Zhao Shi also has such an uninhibited side?

Here, Ye Sisi soaked in the water for a while, finally free of the urge to fart and defecate; with the servants' help, she embarrassingly climbed ashore.

The servant who had pulled her ashore, upon seeing Zhao Sisi's face clearly, screamed and, as if seeing a ghost, let go of Ye Sisi, who was already unsteady, and with a 'plop' she fell back into the water.

"What are you shouting about, seeing ghosts?" Ye Yu, already especially irritable, couldn't help but curse loudly.

That servant, his three hun and seven po not settled, thought, 'Did I just fish up a ghost?'

Ye Sisi again struggled to get out of the water; everyone, looking by the firelight, almost couldn't catch their breath.

But seeing Ye Sisi, who had been soaking in the water for a long time, her makeup completely gone, revealing a face that could be called terrifying, like a Rakshasa.

It was covered in countless spots of various colors; in the dim light, it was no different from a vicious ghost.