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After seeing off the last table of guests and the house servants responsible for cleaning, Su Mo prepared to go to the backyard to practice swordplay with Xu Miaoyin.

However, before Su Mo could leave, Chun Zhu and Shaoyao rushed over.

It was already early summer, and Chun Zhu was dressed very lightly.

A light green gauze dress perfectly enveloped her beautiful figure.

After Huang Qingwan called her over last time, she didn't let her come back to live with Su Mo.

She only came over to eat a few of Su Mo's Golden Cores occasionally when she missed Su Mo.

With Su Mo's nourishment.

Chun Zhu had long shed her girlish naivety, and a hint of charm appeared between her brows.

She was radiant.

Shaoyao, on the other hand, still looked frail, as if she would be blown away by the wind.

"Chun Zhu, you're here."

Su Mo immediately put down his work and walked towards the two women.

Chun Zhu stepped forward and took Su Mo's arm.

"Su Gege."

Su Mo embraced her without hesitation.

Their relationship was already well-known, and Shaoyao looked at Chun Zhu with envy.

She envied her for finding such a good reliance as Su Mo.

"Su Gege, Madam said to bring the account books and go to the Generals Residence to settle the accounts."

Of course, settling accounts was a pretense; Huang Qingwan missed Su Mo a bit.

It had been a long time since he last saw Huang Qingwan, and he wondered how she was doing now.

Seeing this, Su Mo pretended to pick up the account books and shouted towards the backyard.

"Miaoyin, I'm going to the Generals Residence to settle some accounts."

"The food is warming in the pot, don't forget to eat."

"Okay."

Xu Miaoyin responded.

Su Mo then followed Chun Zhu and Shaoyao to the Generals Residence.

Although General Guo had passed away seven years ago, the imperial court did not abandon its loyal servants; a considerable sum of pension money would be provided annually thereafter.

Therefore, the Generals Residence was not in financial straits.

It could still afford to employ hundreds of maids and house servants.

Upon reaching the inner courtyard, Huang Qingwan was seated gracefully on a carved stone stool under a pavilion, holding a round fan and gently fanning herself.

Today, she wore a long, embroidered pink peony silk dress, its hem trailing gracefully on the ground.

Every gesture exuded grace and charm.

Huang Qingwan had not yet noticed Su Mo's arrival, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.

She was fantasizing about their upcoming meeting.

Seeing this, Su Mo motioned for Chun Zhu and Shaoyao to wait outside the courtyard gate.

He walked over with the account books.

He quietly walked behind Huang Qingwan and picked her up from the stone stool.

"Ah!"

Huang Qingwan was startled, her delicate body struggling continuously.

"Who is it!"

Feeling the beauty's strength, which far exceeded the usual, Su Mo couldn't help but lean his head into her neck, wanting to continue teasing her.

Huang Qingwan smelled the familiar scent.

Her struggling, stiff body paused, then began to soften.

A beautiful curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with bashfulness.

Turning around, she lightly punched Su Mo's chest with her delicate fist.

"Steward Su, you scared me."

Su Mo pulled Huang Qingwan into his embrace, his nostrils filled with Huang Qingwan's alluring fragrance.

"Qingwan, did you miss me?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Qingwan's nose tingled, and her eyes began to redden.

She spoke with feigned anger.

"You finally decided to come? You haven't come to see me in so long."

"I had to call you before you'd come over."

"I thought you had forgotten about me!"

As she spoke, Huang Qingwan's eyes welled up with tears.

Su Mo was startled by her words and quickly cupped her beautiful, picturesque face, gently leaning in to kiss away her tears.

It seemed he wanted to kiss away all of Huang Qingwan's grievances.

"Qingwan, it's my fault."

"Don't cry, your tears are breaking my heart."

"You scoundrel, do you even have a heart?"

Huang Qingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly leaned into Su Mo's broad arms, immersed in this long-awaited reunion.

The two were intimate for a while.

Chun Zhu and Shaoyao, meanwhile, were peeking from outside the courtyard gate.

Watching this scene, Chun Zhu was filled with envy.

However, as concubine maids, she and Shaoyao were meant to serve their master alongside Madam.

Now that Huang Qingwan and Su Mo were together.

Then she had no reason to be upset; she could still serve her Su Gege in the future.

Shaoyao quietly leaned closer at this moment.

"Chun Zhu, aren't you jealous?"

Chun Zhu rolled her big eyes.

"What am I jealous of?"

"Besides, if Madam marries Su Gege, you'll have to come along too."

As she spoke, Chun Zhu scanned Shaoyao's frail, Lin Daiyu-like figure up and down.

"Su Gege is very powerful."

"Can your small body handle it?"

Shaoyao, who was not yet married, had her delicate face turn crimson from Chun Zhu's words.

Then she began to tickle Chun Zhu.

"You hussy, I don't believe you won't beg for mercy."

"Haha, don't tickle me."

Just then, Su Mo and Huang Qingwan noticed the laughter from outside the courtyard.

"Steward Su, let's go inside the room."

"As Madam wishes."

In the room, Su Mo gently led Huang Qingwan to the dressing table.

Huang Qingwan in the mirror appeared graceful and beautiful.

To borrow a passage from "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River":

Shoulders like a sharp blade, waist like a slender ribbon. A long, graceful neck, revealing fair skin. No added fragrance, no applied cosmetics. Cloud-like hair piled high, eyebrows long and delicate. Red lips shining, white teeth gleaming, bright eyes gazing, dimples supporting the cheeks. Elegant and enchanting, serene and at ease. Tender and graceful, charming in speech…

Su Mo gently massaged her fragrant shoulders, and Huang Qingwan seemed to realize what was about to happen, her face flushing with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

In the mirror, her eyes were filled with affection, like spring water.

"Steward Su..."

Su Mo, however, paid no attention to Huang Qingwan, but instead knelt down on one knee, personally removing her delicate and lovely white silk embroidered shoes and silk socks.

Gazing at her naturally beautiful feet, Su Mo gently touched them.

"Madam, your feet are truly beautiful."

Huang Qingwan was extremely shy, biting her lower lip lightly, and couldn't help but turn her head away.

"Steward Su, don't look."

Placing the embroidered shoes aside, Su Mo stood up and leaned close to Huang Qingwan's ear.

"Madam, today you were fanning yourself in that pavilion."

"I looked, and my eyes and heart were filled only with you..."

A warm breath brushed her ear, and Huang Qingwan's body felt incredibly numb, almost melting into Su Mo's sweet words...

After speaking, Su Mo picked her up by the waist.

An almost inaudible sound came from Huang Qingwan's mouth.

"Please, my lord, be gentle..."

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Su Mo stayed overnight at the Generals Residence and left before dawn.

Walking on the still-dark streets, Su Mo was beaming.

It had to be said.

Huang Qingwan was simply the most beautiful haven in this world.

Especially the two beautiful faces of Chun Zhu and Huang Qingwan.

Just thinking about it now made him excited.

It was a pity that Yu Luoniang didn't come along; otherwise, there would surely be endless flirtatious banter.

Ever since she swallowed the Golden Core, she had been engrossed in Cultivating all day long.

She claimed that her current strength would soon reach that of a thousand-year-old demon.

At that time, a Heavenly Tribulation would descend.

She had to improve her ability to cope with the Heavenly Tribulation.

Therefore, she had been motionless on the spiderweb all this time.

As Su Mo arrived in Dongjie, he suddenly saw a graceful beauty standing in front of his restaurant.

Because he had some night vision capabilities.

He clearly saw her appearance.

Nangong Liuli!

Su Mo's eyes widened in surprise; how did she get here!