Chapter 33: The Beauty's Fatal Blow

  What Liu Qingqing meant was to find friends who understand her to understand herself, but this cannot save Liu Qingqing's life. Watching the person you like or love die in front of you is something that two wealthy and handsome men especially can't bear. What to do?

  Hu Zhongren and Yue Qianshan walked out of Yangsheng Hall with furrowed brows. Now, Liu Qingqing can be released, as someone who views life as fleeting dew doesn't need to be looked after, for she has long since taken a light view of life and death. Hu Zhongren even thought that if a flower thief were to come and abduct her, then rescue him afterwards, that would be perfect.

  But he himself knew that the Hong Cuishan Villa was impregnable, not even a fly could fly in, let alone a living person. Suffocating, suffocating.

  Coincidentally, Hu Zhongren sighed and couldn't help but feel helpless. Something had to be done about it anyway?

  Night had fallen. Yue Qianshan was holding the imperial chef's recipe book under the lamp, reading it with difficulty. Just like all ghost stories, at the second watch of the night, a stunning beauty appeared in front of the main hall of the Shan Wang Fu estate. She gently pushed open the door and entered, walking with a seductive gait, and came to Yue Qianshan's side: "Brother Qianshan, you haven't rested yet, don't strain your eyes." This person was none other than Liu Qingqing. She carefully looked around, saw that no one was nearby, and then entered Yue Qianshan's room.

  Yue Qianshan felt a rush of blood to his head. This was really his Qingqing, this voice, this appearance, my god!

  It's Qingqing! "Xiaoliu, where have you gone? I've been searching for you with great difficulty!"

  "I fled to the northwest because I couldn't bear my stepfather's oppression, thinking of coming to find you, but unexpectedly you came to Jiangnan instead. Brother Qianshan, I'm so tired from walking, look, my feet are even swollen! Won't you give me a massage?"

  Yue Qianshan put down the book and helped the beauty onto the bed, looking at her feet which were as green as jade, white as ivory, smooth and delicate to the point of being boneless. However, there were red marks on the soles of her feet, apparently she was truly exhausted and must have walked a very long distance.

  The jade-like feet were tickled under Qian Shan's caress, and she couldn't help but blush, "Qian Shan gege, don't move, you're making me very itchy."

  "I'll be gentler then, and change positions. You lie flat and it might feel more comfortable." Yue Qianshan said as he laid Qingqing flat on the bed, continuing to massage her.

  "You've always been afraid of pain, I remember when we were in the capital, you would complain about aches and pains every time. " Yue Qianshan gazed lovingly at Liu Qingqing, as if he had returned to their past years together.

  "I really regret not accepting your proposal back then, now, are you still willing to marry me?" Liu Qingqing's eyes were filled with emotions, her gaze sparkling, truly having a million kinds of charm, as if telling a story.

  "Of course I am willing, no matter when, you are always my little willow, I love you forever."

  "What are you waiting for then? Let's turn off the lights and go to bed?" Liu Qingqing's soft and gentle voice seemed to have a magical power, making Yue Qianshan obey her orders. He obediently blew out the lamp.

  The moonlight is like water, it's the time of the full moon. The bright moonlight passes through the window screen, bringing in a hazy and ambiguous light that fills the room with a warm and gentle atmosphere. Liu Qingqing gently unties Yue Qianshan's belt, softly caressing his body. Yue Qianshan's body can't help but change, finally he can't hold back his passion, placing Liu Qingqing beneath him, filling the entire room with spring light for a moment.

  "Ah———" A loud shout came from outside, and it was all over. Just as they were about to leave, Yue Qianshan suddenly flew out of the house naked, crashed into the door panel with a loud bang, and fell to the ground. The people outside seemed to have been prepared, quickly wrapped him in clothes to avoid any exposure, then helped him up. When everyone looked over, on Yue Qianshan's bed, a green light enveloped everything, and at the center of the swirling green light was Liu Qingqing.

  Not bad, this is exactly Hu Zhongren's plan, the beauty's fatal temptation, and now officially declare defeat.

  Yue Qianshan only realized now that he was the nth test subject, ending in failure. Everyone sighed and felt it wasn't interesting, so they all dispersed. Liu Qingqing sat up from bed, tidied up her clothes, and walked out smiling at Hu Zhongren: "Military Advisor, your clever plan didn't work. In that case, can I leave the mountain villa tomorrow?"

  Hu Zhongren nodded in agreement, "It's also good to let you leave. Maybe on the rivers and lakes, you can cure your illness. I don't know where you plan to go first?"

  "I'll go back to the Hu Manor first and see Big Brother Ren Zhong. Let's start from nearby, I think the Hu Manor is close by!"

  Hu Zhongren looked at Yue Qianshan and said, "Where are you going, younger brother?"

  "I'm going to find the Green Jade Buddha, so I can come back and cure Qingqing's illness."

  "Yes, this is true love. When you truly love her, no matter if you were previously acquainted or complete strangers, once you've made up your mind that this person is the one you love now, life without her would be completely meaningless. When such feelings arise, nothing in life can be more fascinating or more depressing. So, I support Qian Shan's approach, go for it!"

  Hu Zhongren waved his hand casually, "It's getting late, you all take care of yourselves, I'm going out for a walk." He was the first to leave the Wangfu. Liu Qingqing looked at Yue Qianshan, whose expression was very embarrassed. Thinking of her teasing earlier, she felt apologetic and waved her hand, "Uh, Master Yue, rest well, I'll be off too." In a flurry, she also left the Wangfu.

  The surroundings were quiet and deserted, with green willows swaying gently in the breeze. Unconsciously, she walked on, and the road ahead gradually narrowed into a small winding path that stretched far into the distance, lined with lush mulberry trees. Following the path, Liu Qingqing continued forward, and after several turns, a house came into view, with three large characters inscribed above the door: "Yan Cui An". It turned out that she had stumbled upon Yan Cui's hermitage.

  As I entered the door, a dim light like a bean, saw that the interior of the house was facing the Buddha, with Fuhu and Xiulong Luohan on either side. On both sides, however, were not the Diamond Luohan, but rather beautiful women of absolute color, four on the left and three on the right. Liu Qingqing counted them one by one, a total of seven, and wondered who was worshiping incense here, only to see that they were standing in order below, surprisingly, they were the wives of Hu Zhongren who had passed away. Looking at each of their national colors and heavenly fragrance, yet all had died young, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but sigh. Moreover, there were eight wives who had passed away, where was the other one? Why wasn't Xiulian worshiped here? Just as she was thinking, a gust of cold wind came, blowing out the oil lamp on the table almost completely, Liu Qingqing felt a chill run down her spine, turned around to look at the door, and saw an old nun in mourning clothes, holding a wooden fish entering the Buddhist hall.

  Liu Qingqing hastily paid her respects. "Greetings, Master Wu Xin."

  The old nun seemed to be unaware, and directly sat down on the couch, her hands fingering the Buddhist beads, knocking on the wooden fish, murmuring with a sound. Liu Qingqing wanted to ask which position that woman was in, when suddenly, a hand pressed on her left shoulder, she was startled, stretched out her hand and threw the person over her shoulder, throwing them to the ground.

  The old nun was startled, stopped beating the wooden fish, and Liu Qingqing also looked back at the person on the ground. It turned out to be Hu Zhongren. She quickly reached out to pull him up. "Why didn't you make a sound? I thought it was a bad guy."

  "I've been behind you for a while and called out to you several times. You didn't respond, so I tapped you. Your counterattack was quite ruthless."

  Liu Qingqing smiled and asked, "Why did you differ from the ranking of Mrs. Xiu Lian?" Liu Qingqing remembered that Xiao Lian had said that Xiu Lian was Hu Zhongren's first wife. Hu Zhongren suddenly changed color, "What do you want to do! Not resting well, but coming here, are you having a relapse of your illness again?" He turned and left. The old nun recited the Buddha's name, "Mrs. Jiufei, you've made Young Master angry."

  Liu Qingqing looked at Lao Ni in surprise. "What? Why didn't you speak up just now? Were you trying to scare me on purpose? Do you know where Madam Xiulian's memorial tablet is?"

  The old nun didn't respond, turned around and walked into the back hall. "You'd better go take a look at Hu Shao, the small tree in the front yard can't withstand his destruction."

  Liu Qingqing walked out of the Buddhist hall and saw that the mulberry tree on the way back seemed to have just experienced a storm, with its branches scattered all over the place, as if they had been chopped by an axe.

  Liu Qingqing was shocked, this is also too crazy. Following the small path to chase out, saw Hu Zhongren's eyes were dull, sitting on a large stone, with blood stains on his hands.

  "Self-inflicted, how severe!" I thought it was a tornado, but it turned out to be someone having an epileptic fit. "Although the words were heartless, he carefully poured medicine powder into Hu Zhongren's injured palm, and strangely, the wound quickly closed, and the bleeding stopped." Liu Qingqing thought to herself, "This Yu Lu Gao that Yang Liuqing gave me really works!" Unfortunately, it was all gone. She reached out and touched Hu Zhongren's waist, and indeed found a small bag, took out a silver needle pinned to it, and pricked Hu Zhongren's face and Renzhong acupoints twice. Hu Zhongren's dull expression immediately returned to its usual clarity.

  "You, when did you learn acupuncture?" Hu Zhongren was astonished.

  "I don't know either, didn't I used to be able to?" She put the silver needle back in the cloth bag and returned it to Hu Zhongren's waist, then fished out six or seven small bottles from his arms. They were arranged on the large stone like treasures. "You're carrying these medicines? Are you afraid of getting sick at any time?"

  "No, these are new medicines I've developed and their efficacy is still uncertain. I'm afraid someone might misuse or steal them, so I carry them with me."

  Liu Qingqing sat on a large stone, holding Hu Zhongren's head in her hand and leaning against her chest. His complexion had improved a lot, and she asked tenderly, "Do you always do this? After venting, did your mood feel any better?"

  Hu Zhongren leaned his head on Liu Qingqing's body with the trend, closed his eyes and ignored her.

  "What's this?!" Qingqing playfully licked Hu Zhongren's lips with the tip of her tongue. A numb and tingling sensation spread throughout his entire body, he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at Qingqing, but instead pretended to be angry and said: "You're so bold, how dare you...".

  Liu Qingqing was not afraid of him at all, and said with a sly smile "I just wanted to comfort you a bit! This is an expression of friendship!" After finishing speaking, she lightly kissed Hu Zhongren's lips again. Hu Zhongren suddenly felt his emotions surge, as if his sadness had left him along with Liu Qingqing's gentle kiss. At that moment, he couldn't care about the fact that Qingqing was no longer his wife, and he couldn't help but turn over and hug Liu Qingqing, kissing her lips, his tongue searching for hers in her mouth, kissing her until she was dizzy and infatuated, unable to resist kissing him back. Only when they heard the small medicine bottle fall to the ground with a clatter did Liu Qingqing wake up from her romantic haze, and she quickly pushed Hu Zhongren away, "Old Hu, we're not husband and wife anymore, most importantly don't get yourself hurt again!" She thought about how painful it was when Yue Qianshan flew out earlier, even though it was a beautiful moment.

  Hu Zhongren looked around and changed the subject, saying "Every time I come to Yan Cui An, I feel anxious and irritable, and I want to vent. But seeing you coming over, I'm afraid it's getting late at night, there might be some accidents, so I followed you."

  "Thank you. But we're already divorced, you really don't have to take care of me like this." Liu Qingqing was also unclear about her own emotions, feeling that she didn't want to leave somehow.

  She hadn't finished speaking when Hu Zhongren suddenly let go of her hand, feeling extremely annoyed. "Then don't make moves that can be misinterpreted!!" If there's no affection, then don't show fake warmth; otherwise, this heart will hurt even more! He quickly walked out of the crescent moon gate of Qingtui An and headed towards Yangsheng Tang.