Chapter 46: Jiu Youyue: I Recorded Everything
A small cart pulling a large horse (X)
A large cart crushing a small child (X)
A rice bowl devouring a man incident (√)
Despite his meticulous planning, Yan Zhen had miscalculated.
He had assumed the main challenge would be resisting their advances, but he had overlooked the fact that they were Mystic Lords.
How had the Yan Zhen in the script managed to escape their grasp, then use pills and a special massage technique to dispel the aphrodisiac’s effects?
They hadn’t been docile and submissive at all, their strength far exceeding his. They had completely overpowered him, a mere Three Star Mystic Scholar.
First, Jiu Youyue on top, Yun Xiu below, then they switched positions, her long legs wrapping around his waist, riding him, while Yun Xiu continued kissing him, guiding his hands to her breasts, her moans encouraging his exploration.
He had been pinned to the ground, unable to do anything but move his hands and thrust his hips. Or r ather, he hadn’t dared do anything, desperately suppressing his urges.
Because he had to maintain his “unwavering virtue”!
“…”
After an hour, having been “refilled” twice each, they finally stopped, collapsing on either side of him, their chests heaving, their beautiful faces flushed with satisfaction.
They were still clothed, but their dresses were torn and disheveled, Yun Xiu’s at the neckline, Jiu Youyue’s around the hem.
Beneath the tattered fabric, their fair skin was covered in red marks, some self-inflicted, others from his grasp.
He wasn’t much better off. His neck, collarbone, chest, and lower abdomen were covered in strawberry marks, even more expertly placed than Instructor Yu Xuan’s. And his lower body was soaked, partly his own doing, but mostly theirs.
Yun Xiu had already drifted off to sleep, her face serene, while Jiu Youyue was still awake, her finger tracing circles on his chest.
His hands finally free, he sighed silently, gently stroking their hair, offering them comfort.
“You took both me and my sister, Little Zhenzhen. What are you going to do now?”
He grimaced, thinking his mission might be a failure. “You were the ones who… forced yourselves on me.”
“That’s true, but it was your weapon that ruptured the aphrodisiac sac, wasn’t it? The only explanation is that a fragment from the explosion pierced it.” She blinked. “It might have been an accident, but it was still your fault, Little Zhenzhen~”
He was embarrassed, relieved that she hadn’t realized he had done it on purpose. Otherwise, he would be in trouble.
“I… I’ll take responsibility.”
“How will you take responsibility?” She leaned closer, their faces almost touching. “Are you going to marry us both?”
He blinked, carefully considering her words.
A wrong answer could lead to… unpleasant consequences.
“If you’re both willing…”
“What if we’re not?” She caressed his face, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “What if you can only choose one of us?”
Uh… He was speechless. A life-or-death question right after their… activities? How was he supposed to answer this?
He glanced at Yun Xiu, who seemed to be fast asleep. Should he choose Jiu Youyue?
After all, she would eventually become his… sort of wife in the script, while Yun Xiu had only been his first love.
No, no, only a fool would answer directly. He had to find a way to avoid the question.
His mind raced, and he quickly said, “Ahem, as a mere Mystic Scholar, I don’t have the right to choose between two Mystic Lord realm experts. It should be up to you whether you choose me or not.”
Jiu Youyue was slightly dissatisfied. Clever boy, dodging the question again!
She had been hoping to manipulate him into choosing her while Yun Xiu was still “asleep.”
“I’ve already given you my precious body, and you’re still talking about us choosing you? How mean~” she pouted. “Do we even have other options besides marrying you?”
He chuckled nervously.
“But whether Sister chooses you or not… that’s still uncertain—Sister, do you want to marry Little Zhenzhen with me?”
Yun Xiu’s eyebrows twitched.
“Oh, stop pretending to sleep, Sister. We’re both Mystic Lords. We can’t be so exhausted after just a few rounds that we pass out. Who are you trying to fool?”
Pretending to sleep? He looked at Yun Xiu, finding her eyes open, though her face was still buried in his chest.
He sighed with relief. It was a good thing he hadn’t chosen Jiu Youyue. The consequences would have been dire.
Despite her cold and aloof exterior, Yun Xiu had a temper and was easily jealous.
“Well, Sister? Do you want to marry him or not?”
“I don’t know.”
“So that’s a no?”
“I-I… If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute!”
Yun Xiu was getting angry. If not for Jiu Youyue’s interference, she wouldn’t have… lost control.
Jiu Youyue chuckled.
“Someone’s getting flustered~ I wonder who it is~ Little Zhenzhen, who do you think it is?”
His hand reached behind Jiu Youyue, gently covering her mouth, silencing her.
Yun Xiu was easily embarrassed, and she valued her purity highly. In the script, she had been incredibly resolute, even threatening to kill him, then herself. He was worried she might do something drastic.
He thought for a moment, then said, “Yun Xiu, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let you stay, leading to… this.”
“Don’t say that. It’s not your fault.” She shook her head, sighing. “It’s just… fate’s cruel joke. You don’t have to apologize. Just… consider it my repayment for saving my life.”
He felt a pang of guilt.
“I told you, I don’t need your repayment.”
“…Anyway, I can’t marry you.” She said, her voice filled with a strange melancholy. “You deserve a more suitable partner.”
Was she referring to Huangfu Wenqing? She must be struggling.
But he was planning to have Huangfu Wenqing break off their engagement. His relationship with Yun Xiu, her master, would be the perfect excuse.
Two birds with one stone!
“Let’s just… pretend this never happened.” She sat up, turning away from him, adjusting her clothes, concealing her breasts. “If word gets out, it won’t be good for either of us.”
“Yun Xiu…”
He was speechless.
“Pretend it never happened? That’s not right, Sister.”
Jiu Youyue, still in his arms, chuckled, then retrieved a Shadow Imprinting Mirror from her storage ring, activating it, displaying a recording.
In the mirror, the two women, taking turns riding him, their bodies swaying rhythmically, their moans, although suppressed, still incredibly seductive, making his face burn.
“I recorded everything. How can we pretend it never happened?”
Yun Xiu’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected this!
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