Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 16 (asking for monthly votes)

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This is a different night.

Some people were sleeping soundly like pigs, like Luo Tianyang.

There were people sitting quietly in the house, thinking about something, such as Luo Yuheng.

There were also people who were suffering from inhumane torture. They were the three old maids who entered the Luo family with Song Yan. Their clothes were stained with scarlet, but they were in the cellar, so no one could hear their screams.

There were also people who had no desire to sleep at all, sitting quietly in the pavilion, with a pot of wine and a few red eggs in front of them. Their eyes showed a bit of loneliness, and no one knew what they were thinking about.

He was a middle-aged man with a noble temperament.

He did not appear at the wedding, but stayed quietly in the pavilion in the backyard alone. Even though it was late at night, he still did not rest.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. The middle-aged man finally withdrew his gaze and looked up. He saw an old man in his sixties or seventies.

"What's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man.

"My brother-in-law gave Taoist Master Yushuang a new medicine. Miss Tianxuan stopped coughing soon after taking it. She will probably have a good sleep tonight." The old man spoke, his voice hoarse, like the friction of metal, which was really unpleasant.

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction: "That kid is quite amazing. I don't know where he got the medicine from. It looks strange, but the effect is excellent."

"Song Hongtao is truly blind. With just his medical skills, if he had been a little better to this kid, the Song family might not be able to rise to a higher level with the help of this so-called bastard."

In this era when medical skills are not well developed, the value of a miracle doctor is immeasurable. It can be said without exaggeration that Song Yan alone can build a huge network of relationships for the Song family. Just like the miracle doctor Sun Shuji, he only needs to show up in a certain place, even if it is just for a short stay, and there will be countless visitors.

But this is how the world is. Some people treat things like grass, while others treasure them as treasures.

Time is also fate!
The old man chuckled, paused, and then said again: "And...my brother-in-law, he killed someone."

"Oh? Who was killed?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"Yang Guifang was probably someone Song Hongtao arranged to be with my brother-in-law."

The middle-aged man laughed. "He probably guessed something. He's making a statement to the Luo family. Interesting. He's decisive and decisive. Even if blood is shed on their wedding night, they're not afraid of bringing bad luck."

The old servant shook his head: "You are still too young and too impulsive."

"If you're not full of energy, can you still call yourself a young person?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Some things are most taboo to be indecisive. People who are afraid of everything and want everything at the same time usually end up with nothing."

"Now that you've made your decision, don't hesitate. Give it a try, regardless of the consequences. If you win, you'll be rich and famous. Even if you lose, your life on earth will be worthwhile."

"Although this kid is young, he is more insightful in this area than many old foxes."

"What's more, Yang Guifang had humiliated his biological mother. He avenged her, and with filial piety on his side, who could say anything? Killing Yang Guifang, while seemingly impulsive and reckless, was actually a well-considered decision."

"Tianshu Tianquan, if you have such a character, I can rest assured."

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The beauty beside me is gone. Only the fragrance remains, lingering at the tip of my nose.

There were a few strands of black hair left on the pillow. The night wind blew outside the window, blowing the hair onto my face, making me feel itchy.

The strong influence of alcohol made Song Yan drowsy, but the internal force generated by the fusion of yin and yang made him unable to sleep at all. Instead, his whole body felt very hot.

Perhaps because the fairy in white was quite skilled in martial arts and had strong internal energy, her practice of the Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror was much greater than her previous practice with Gu Banxia. The internal energy in her body was much stronger than before, increasing several times at once.

However, Song Yan's internal energy was too weak. Even if it increased several times, he would still be considered a rookie in the eyes of true martial arts masters.

Song Yan was not discouraged by this situation. He had only started practicing martial arts for a few days. How could he compare with others who had practiced hard for several years, more than ten years, or even dozens of years?

What's more, although Song Yan envied the masters in martial arts novels who could climb walls and climb roofs, break monuments and rocks, and take heads from among thousands of soldiers, he also understood that those were all nonsense. Taking heads from among thousands of soldiers was not absolutely impossible, but it required careful planning and countless coincidences to achieve. Real warriors would definitely try their best to avoid conflicts with the army. Their powerful force was nothing compared to military formations and strong bows and crossbows.

Therefore, Song Yan set a very low goal for himself. He didn't need to be the best in the world. As long as he had a certain ability to protect himself and was not afraid of being killed by anyone, he would be satisfied.

Since I can't sleep, I might as well get up and walk around. Thinking of this, Song Yan got up from the bed and subconsciously pressed his right hand on his waist, feeling a dull pain.

I glanced out the window and saw that it was midnight.

All in all, the pleasure lasted for several hours... Could this golden kidney be fake?
Every time I indulge myself with this fairy in white, my kidneys can’t take it anymore.

I was increasingly curious about the identity of the woman in white. How could she enter and exit the Luo Mansion freely without being noticed? Was she too powerful? Or was she already a member of the Luo Mansion?

In Song Yan's opinion, the latter seems more likely.

But why did he have to show up on his and Luo Tianxuan’s wedding night?
Is it Luo Tianyi who married me?

Is it the bride Luo Tianxuan whom he has never met?
Is it Gu Banxia?

Figures flashed through Song Yan's mind, including the Taoist Master Yu Shuang whom he had just met, and even the figure of Luo Yuheng, all flashed through his mind.

But from beginning to end, he could not determine who the woman in white was, but Gu Banxia and Luo Yuheng could be ruled out, because these two were really big and not on the same level as the woman in white.

He looked down at the messy clothes on the ground, many of which were torn into pieces. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. That woman was really violent.

Although I was able to take charge for a while, I still felt like I was being forced upon.

He likes women to be on top, but he doesn't like being forced on him. This is a major issue concerning his reputation.

Fortunately, the Luo family had prepared a lot of clothes for him, so he didn't have to be naked. He found a robe to change into and cleaned up the things on the ground. Then Song Yan stretched hard and turned his head to take a look in a daze. This glance was not a big deal, and it instantly sobered Song Yan up.

His throat moved subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the bed, and he felt his throat was dry. After a few seconds, he stiffened his body and walked towards the bed step by step.

Right on the bed was a white silk cloth.

The scarlet dots look like blooming plum blossoms.

Is that... blood?
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