67: Is your aunt angry? Mrs. Duan (please order in full)

Chapter 67: Is Aunt Angry? Madam Duan... (Please subscribe for all chapters)

On the bed.

Mu Wanqing, covered in fragrant sweat, snuggled in Ning Yuan's arms.

"Husband, you must remember, no matter how many women you have in the future, you must love me."

Mu Wanqing lay on Ning Yuan's body, saying seriously.

"Don't worry."

Ning Yuan brushed Mu Wanqing's hair from her forehead behind her ear, gently lifted Mu Wanqing's chin, and turned over again, pressing her down... After the storm.

A commotion suddenly came from outside the door.

"Mother, don't go in, Cousin treats me very well."

"Hmph, what does he take this place for? He sends all sorts of women here, and even dares to act like this in my manor, so brazen. If you marry him in the future, won't you have to suffer?"

Madam Wang pushed Wang Yuyan aside, then pushed open the door and burst in.

"Why is Aunt here?"

Ning Yuan immediately put on his inner garment, while Mu Wanqing on the bed huddled in the quilt, only her head showing.

Seeing this scene, a flicker of jealousy crossed Madam Wang's eyes, but on the surface, she said coldly, "If I didn't come, wouldn't you bully Yu Yan to death?"

"Yu Yan grew up in Mantuo Manor and is naive. Now you want to take other women as concubines, fine, but you even dare to bring them openly before us. You clearly don't have our mother and daughter in your eyes."

Madam Wang scolded loudly, full of aggressive Aura.

It looked like a mother standing up for her daughter, but in reality, both sides knew that Madam Wang was just using Wang Yuyan's name to stand up for herself.

"Mother, Cousin isn't like that. I've already agreed."

Wang Yuyan quickly pulled Madam Wang's arm and said.

As she spoke, she also apologized to Ning Yuan, "Cousin, please don't blame Mother."

"Aunt, it's this nephew's fault. How about this, tonight this nephew will definitely give Aunt a satisfactory explanation."

Ning Yuan immediately said.

Hearing this, Madam Wang's expression softened slightly. "Hmph, I know it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but this matter also needs to be discussed with us. Tonight, I'll see how you explain it to me. Yu Yan, let's go."

Madam Wang finished speaking, glared at Ning Yuan, and pulled Wang Yuyan away.

It wasn't until Madam Wang left that Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ning Yuan, "Husband, that woman has a really bad temper. If it weren't for the fact that she's your Aunt, I would definitely make her look good."

Mu Wanqing raised her delicate fist, saying indignantly.

"It's fine. Aunt has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Tonight, I'll go and explain things to her, and it'll be fine."

"However, tonight I'll have A Bi take you all to Yanz塢, to avoid further conflict."

Ning Yuan comforted her softly.

"Alright."

Mu Wanqing pouted a little unwillingly.

Afterward, Ning Yuan began to Cultivate after dinner.

He once again received the hundredfold amplification brought by Mu Wanqing.

Opening the Dog Beating Staff Technique he had obtained from Skill Transmission Elder, Ning Yuan began to comprehend it.

With the hundredfold Cultivate speed boost, Ning Yuan quickly mastered the Dog Beating Staff Technique... That night.

Ning Yuan arrived at Madam Wang's room.

Li Qingluo wore a light yellow gauze dress, her skin faintly visible through the fabric. The binding on her chest was tight, as if it could burst at any moment, outlining a deep cleavage.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Madam Wang snorted coldly and turned her head away.

"Is Aunt angry?"

Ning Yuan sat beside Li Qingluo, held Madam Wang's hand, and asked playfully.

"Hmph."

Li Qingluo snorted coldly, somewhat jealously, "Yes, we women are already old and faded, how can we compare to young girls in their prime? You've probably forgotten us already, haven't you?"

"Aunt, what are you saying? Haven't I come to comfort Aunt now?"

Ning Yuan pulled her into his arms. The thin gauze dress couldn't block Li Qingluo's burning skin at all.

Her plump body filled his embrace, warm and soft like jade.

"You scoundrel."

Li Qingluo playfully chided, reaching out to untie Ning Yuan's belt.

A moment later, Ning Yuan sat on the bed, watching Li Qingluo buried in her work, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

As Li Qingluo raised her head, Ning Yuan could no longer hold back. He pulled her up and threw her onto the bed.

A night of tenderness.

Li Qingluo's face was flushed, full of contentment.

However, Dao Baifeng had been restless for the past few days.

After her bold act of serving Ning Yuan with Li Qingluo, the passion was followed by fear and regret.

She was afraid that one day this relationship would be known by a fifth person.

"What a karmic entanglement. Now that Qin Hongmian knows, and Li Qingluo also knows, who will be next?"

Dao Baifeng was not a fool.

She could tell that he was doing it on purpose, deliberately letting her be seen by Qin Hongmian and Li Qingluo.

But the more people who knew the truth, the greater the risk of this secret being exposed.

She was now afraid that if it continued, it would become common knowledge. How then could she face Duan Zhengchun, face the people of Dali, face her son?

But now, she was deeply entangled in it and dared not leave.

Dao Baifeng sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside, feeling sorry for herself.

Her eyes were about to shed tears, and her face was full of sorrow.

The sorrow in her heart had no one to tell.

"Why is Princess of Dali troubled? This Junior is willing to share your worries."

Ning Yuan pushed open the door, came to the window, and suddenly said.

Hearing Ning Yuan's voice, Dao Baifeng was startled. She turned around abruptly, and after seeing Ning Yuan, her expression became even more complex. She could only snort, "No need."

"I've been in Jiangnan long enough. I plan to return to Dali in a few days."

"Princess of Dali wants to return to Dali?"

Ning Yuan grabbed Dao Baifeng's hand, pulled her up, and gazed into Dao Baifeng's eyes, saying, "Since Princess of Dali came, why are you in such a hurry to leave? What's more, I promised my second brother to send you back safely. If you leave alone, wouldn't I be breaking my promise and losing credibility?"

"Princess of Dali, you are trying to trap me in unrighteousness!"

Ning Yuan lifted Dao Baifeng's chin and said seriously.

Dao Baifeng snorted and turned her head away, saying, "Stop saying such things. I know what kind of person you are and what your intentions are."

"I only feel for Princess of Dali. After you return, can you tolerate Duan Zhengchun, who is only superficially harmonious with you and whose heart belongs to others?"

Ning Yuan sighed faintly.

"Aren't you the same?"

Dao Baifeng glared at Ning Yuan, "It's precisely because of Duan Zhengchun's philandering that I live separately from him. Now, you have even more women around you than he does."

"So, Princess of Dali truly wants to become Madam Murong family?"

Ning Yuan's eyes lit up as he asked playfully.

"Who wants to become Madam Murong family!"

Dao Baifeng immediately denied, glaring at Ning Yuan and continuing, "Why would I, a perfectly fine Princess of Dali, go and become Madam Murong family? Wouldn't that be ridiculous? What's more, how many Madam Murong familys do you have?"

Dao Baifeng's tone was slightly mocking.

Not to mention Li Qingluo, who was already in the same boat as her and whose relationship was also hidden, just Wang Yuyan, A Zhu, and Mu Wanqing alone would be enough to cause contention.

"That's not something Princess of Dali needs to consider. Princess of Dali just needs to stay here at ease."

Ning Yuan pulled Dao Baifeng into his arms, "Don't worry, as long as you stay here, I will ensure Duan Yu smoothly inherits the throne and becomes the Emperor of Dali."

Hearing this, Dao Baifeng's body stiffened slightly, and she finally sighed softly, saying nothing more.

As Ning Yuan carried her horizontally, Dao Baifeng's face immediately flushed crimson, and she whispered, "What are you doing in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Don't worry, Cousin and the others aren't in the manor right now, and Aunt also knows about our relationship. What are you afraid of?"

Ning Yuan threw her onto the bed.

Although Dao Baifeng's attire was simple, as her chest opened, it revealed an even more alluring posture.

"This Junior truly can't hold back!"

Ning Yuan pressed down, and with a muffled groan, Dao Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and a look of pleasure appeared on her face.

Actually, she didn't really want to leave either.

During this period, she had rediscovered the joy of being a woman with Murong Fu.

Dao Baifeng's voice also grew louder and louder.

This was not Zhennan Prince Manor, and there were no acquaintances. The only Madam Wang was like her, and her relationship with Murong Fu was also hidden, so she didn't have to deliberately suppress herself like she did in the Prince's Manor.

"Aunt, you are truly beautiful."

Ning Yuan brushed the strands of hair from Dao Baifeng's cheek behind her ear, saying softly.

"Don't call me Aunt."

Dao Baifeng said, blushing and gritting her teeth.

"Then should I call you Madam Duan?"

Ning Yuan asked playfully.

Dao Baifeng snorted, not refuting.

"Madam, you truly look like Guanyin descended from heaven. I want you to sit like Guanyin one more time."

Ning Yuan flipped over and pulled Dao Baifeng up.

"Nonsense."

Dao Baifeng blushed and snorted, but deep down she felt a slight pride. She sat up straight, bit her lip tightly, and fulfilled Ning Yuan's request.

Looking at Dao Baifeng with her disheveled black hair, Ning Yuan also felt a surge of impulse... A few days later.

Ning Yuan once again walked out of Dao Baifeng's room, refreshed.

"Aunt, please rest well. This young nephew shall take his leave first."

Ning Yuan stood outside the door and cupped his hands, saying.

Inside the room, Dao Baifeng lay on the disheveled bed, her cheeks flushed.

And not long after Ning Yuan returned to Yanz塢.

A Bi returned to Yanz塢 with an invitation.

"Young Master, here is an invitation from my Master."

"Besides that, people from the Beggar Clan have sent word that a formal Beggar Clan Leader succession ceremony will be held in Luoyang in ten days, and they require your personal presence, Young Master."

A Bi entered the hall, handed an invitation to Ning Yuan, and said at the same time.

"Oh?"

Ning Yuan opened the envelope, and seeing the contents, his eyes immediately lit up. "Indeed..."

The content inside was an invitation for him to go to Leigu Mountain's Tianlongdiya Valley to solve the Precious Cage Chess Game.

And he had been waiting for this Opportunity for a long time.

Wu Yazi's Cultivation, and the identity of the Xiaoyao Sect Sect Head, the Opportunity that belonged to Xu Zhu, he wanted all of it.

This was also why he had let Ye Erniang go, precisely to use Ye Erniang to disturb Xu Zhu and damage Shaolin's reputation.

"Young Master, what did Master say?"

A Bi asked curiously.

His Master was Kang Guangling, the chief of the Eight Friends of Hangu, and the eldest Disciple of Su Xinghe, Wu Yazi's eldest Disciple.

"It's an invitation for me to solve a chess game. It happens to be in Henan. We'll go to Luoyang first, then to Leigu Mountain. A Bi, go make arrangements. We'll depart tomorrow."

Ning Yuan put away the invitation and said.

Besides the superficial ceremony, he also wanted to obtain the Secret Manual of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms from the Beggar Clan.

After all, he was now the Beggar Clan Leader and had already Cultivated the Dog Beating Staff Technique, so he should logically be able to Cultivate the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms as well.

"Yes!"

A Bi immediately replied.

That night.

Ning Yuan looked at Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, A Zhu, A Bi, and Zhong Ling, who were sitting on either side of him.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Leigu Mountain for an invitation. Who wants to come?"

Ning Yuan asked directly.

"Me."

"We all want to go."

All five said excitedly.

Everyone wanted to go out into the Jianghu, to see and experience different scenery.

"Alright, since that's the case, then let's all go together."

Ning Yuan felt helpless.

After everyone else left, Zhong Ling secretly returned alone.

"Zhong Ling, why are you back?"

Ning Yuan looked at Zhong Ling curiously.

Zhong Ling, clutching the hem of her skirt with both hands, came before Ning Yuan and whispered, "Brother Murong family, what do you think of me?"

"Of course, you're very good."

Ning Yuan feigned confusion.

Zhong Ling looked at Ning Yuan in front of her, suddenly stepped forward and kissed Ning Yuan on the cheek, then ran out, blushing.

"Heh..."

Ning Yuan touched his cheek and chuckled softly, shaking his head.

Early the next morning, Ning Yuan set off with the five women, Bao Butong, Feng Boe, and others.

And the day after they left.

Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao also arrived at Yanz塢.

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