My Cold Sword Master

He felt that... ever since the night of Jiuyou's death, his aunt had become more and more lewd in front of him...

"Yun'er, please don't be like you were last night, Auntie... um~~"

The beautiful woman recalled the boy's feelings last night. Before she could express her shame and anger, the boy's soft white hands followed her smooth and tender armpits and reached down into her silky and light milky silk pockets, which turned into soft and shy spring moans...

When his warm fingertips gently touched that soft, fragrant, white and warm thing, the beautiful woman's plump and mature lips let out soft moans, which aroused the young man's confused love.

When the boy immersed his hands into the milky scented silk bag and covered it completely, he knew the difference between the tender seedlings and the rich and majestic milky scented jade peaks.

With one hand, he could only hold up the soft, fragrant, ripe, milky honey cake like a servant holding a plate... He couldn't even cover one tenth of it...

"Yun'er, you are so sexy... um~~"

Su Wanrou now regretted letting the boy do his willful thing. The boy's slender and tender body was close to her, and when his fingertips touched her, her mature and beautiful body, which had just tasted the sweetness, became even softer.

"Aunt, it's not that you can't tie the laces, right?" The young man chuckled as he felt the increasingly soft and hot body of his aunt in front of him.

"Ming, obviously it was, um ha~~ Yun'er was being naughty... ha ah..." Su Wanrou was both shy and angry, but the boy was half right.

It's not that she really can't tie the laces. Even if it's troublesome, she should call that vixen instead of Yun'er.

After all, last night, when she and this vixen took up the warm and soft honey to restrain the boy's tenderness, and offered their sweet lips and honey tongues to linger on the boy, the previous estrangement and resentment had been eliminated.

But after experiencing the passionate love last night, she is now more attached to Yun'er, and somehow she came up with this shameful and bad idea.

The young man opened his warm and tender lips in a slightly weird manner and took the beautiful woman's crystal white earlobe into his mouth, biting it gently and laughing softly.

"It's obvious that it was Auntie who forced me every time..."

"Hmm...Bad Cloud..."

This kiss made the beautiful woman's body completely soften. She bit her plump lips lightly, and her shy eyes were filled with tender affection.

The beautiful woman turned her shy face slightly and said softly: "Then, this time... let Yun'er do it..."

After saying that, the beautiful woman slightly bent her graceful and soft waist, and lifted her plump and ripe buttocks, which were as fragrant and full as a ripe milky peach, with a sense of shame...

The beautiful woman's eyes were as gentle and moving as autumn water, with a hint of shyness and blurred tenderness in them. Her plump breasts, fragrant buttocks, and slender, mature and beautiful white body were held in the arms of the handsome and tender boy behind her.

The boy's slender and tender body and her mature, beautiful, white and plump body, at first glance, are exactly like the difference between a mature, gentle mother and her young boy.

But she, the aunt who was supposed to take care of the boy, now had her white gauze buttocks, which were as fragrant, soft, and full of mature and beautiful flesh as ripe honey, and were swaying softly in front of the boy's fiery and tender body with a shy spring charm...

"But this time... Yun'er, don't be... um~~ha... greedy..."

At this moment, the young man has already fallen deeply into the sweet and tender land of his aunt, his soft white hands entering the warm and smooth silk pockets...

This young and tender boy seemed to be holding the mature and beautiful body of the aunt with big breasts and sweet buttocks, holding those two fragrant and ripe milk cakes that could make the aunt's body soften and plump with just a light touch...

How much he listened to his aunt's words, I don't know...

The trip, which was supposed to start early in the morning, was slightly delayed.

At noon, the Mo Yun carriage pulled by three Mo Yun horses was traveling at a steady and leisurely pace through the mountains and forests towards Yanyun, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the carriage, Su Wanrou was wearing a white gauze dress, leaning against the window with her hands on her knees, quietly looking at the scenery of the mountains and trees passing by outside the carriage.

Her legs, wrapped in icy white silk over-the-knee stockings that were translucent, were put into plain white embroidered shoes and were slightly brought together in a dignified posture. Her fairy charm was cold and elegant, and her eyes, as gentle as spring water, still retained a bit of lazy and blurred spring charm.

Sitting opposite her, Xiao You'er, dressed in a thin and charming black gauze dress, was leaning lazily and charmingly on the bright red nanmu bench in the carriage, her slender, white and beautiful legs wrapped in a layer of lace cloud-edged long black silk stockings.

The smooth and white black silk fairy feet, lazily hooked on a pair of black jade high heels with red soles, ten cardamom-like white and tender black silk toes and the smooth and white black silk insteps, swayed slightly in a charming and beautiful arc as the carriage bumped slightly.

Su Wanrou glanced at Xiao You'er with her cold eyes. Compared with the first time they met, this charming and seductive beauty's graceful and sexy body now exuded a mature and seductive charm.

There was a heart-throbbing and alluring charm in her dark purple eyes, but it lacked some of the seductive charm, and instead had more of the mature and charming charm of a newlywed wife.

In front of Xiao You'er, the beautiful woman regained her cool and elegant demeanor and asked coldly.

"You vixen, what are you doing going to Yanyun this time?"

The slightly stuffy atmosphere in the carriage caused Xiao You'er to slightly open the black gauze hollow calyx collar, revealing a little of her snow-white and tender breasts, which were covered with beads of crystal sweat.

She glanced lazily at the beautiful woman in white dress in front of her, whose body was becoming more mature and plump, and exuding the charm, maturity and spring of a newlywed wife, with a hint of teasing.

"I was originally going to Yanyun to have fun, but now~"

Xiao You'er's foxy purple eyes looked through the curtain of the carriage at the young man in white who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in front of the carriage. These charming eyes that should have enchanted everyone were now filled with tender affection.

"As this young man's newlywed wife, I will just follow him for now."

The author says:

Author's words: I will write the erotic version of this paragraph first and send it to the group tomorrow morning.

But I am considering whether to add Xiao Youer. If you want to watch it, you can add this morning play.

Chapter 16: Capital City - Yanyun

Yanyun, the heart of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is also the most central and prosperous capital among the five continents of the human race.

Although this capital city once had twelve powerful ninth-level Shattered Void masters in charge and the dynasty's influence covered the five continents of Yuan, Shen, Man, and Qingyou, it has shown signs of decline after the Eight Kings Rebellion more than ten years ago.

Of the twelve powerful Shattered Void Realm masters, only two remain. The dynasty's influence has shrunk from the original five continents to only the eastern Youzhou and the central Shenzhou.

The southern Qingzhou was controlled by the southern Xinjiang, and the northern Manzhou rebelled again. The territory controlled by the dynasty was sharply reduced from the entire Manzhou to the south of the present Dayuan River.

Every year, a large number of soldiers and resources are needed to supply Dingman Hou to stabilize the northern barbarian defense line, and the magic cultivators and Buddhist cultivators in Yuanzhou in the west are on equal footing.

King You of the opposite sex in Youzhou in the east, Marquis Anlan in the eastern part of central Shenzhou, and Marquis Dingman in Manzhou in the north all obey the orders of the current empress but not her orders.

But even though it was in decline, Yanyun was still prosperous, the capital city was vast, and the population and caravans were dense and prosperous.

Whether it is the towering and continuous remains of the ancient and majestic national defense walls, or the soldiers in armor and holding sharp weapons at the city gates, they are enough to allow the monks and ordinary people gathered in Yanyun to get a glimpse of the prosperity of this dynasty during its most prosperous period.

Although this prosperity is more like a last gasp of rekindling.

"Boom-thump-"

The dense morning mist that enveloped the capital was dispersed by the rumbling morning bells of Jinming Temple outside the imperial palace.

As the morning bells echoed, the towering city walls, as thick and tall as hills, slowly opened up, driven by tens of thousands of array patterns emitting mysterious green light, slowly opening the heart of the dynasty for the caravans and cultivators waiting at the city gates.

However, a burst of hurried horse hooves interrupted the quiet morning bell, forcing the people and caravans preparing to enter the city to separate.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Urgent report from the Golden Wing Guards! All outsiders, please give way!"

A team of swift riders wearing long robes with golden cloud waists, carrying long swords on their backs and wearing golden feathers on their heads, showed their golden feather bronze medals to drive away the guards at the city gates, and rushed into the capital at full speed, causing panic among the people who had woken up in the morning.

"Is this the Golden Feather Guard from the Dali Temple?"

"Some evil spirit must have appeared again." A scholar in a robe standing on the street waved a folding fan with a frown on his face.

"Of course not. Otherwise, the Golden Wing Guards, which can only be mobilized by the Empress, would not be deployed."

Several swift horses drove away the common people and monks on the street, clearing a way for the Golden Winged Guards galloping behind them in this crowded official road. For a moment, the official road was in chaos, and vendors and common people hurriedly avoided it.

"ah--"

In the panicked crowd, a gentle, charming, graceful and mature lady in a green dress was first separated from her maid by the crowd, and then startled by the galloping horse. As she stepped back quickly, she stepped on the heel of her white embroidered shoes and fell backwards with a scream.

The obscene and lewd people around had long been eyeing this charming and graceful mature lady, and they were deliberately rubbing against the place where the mature woman was about to fall.

However, the expected pain did not come. The gentle and charming mature lady felt herself falling into a warm and slender embrace, and a pair of snow-white and tender hands supported her plump and soft waist.

"Are you all right, ma'am?"

The clear and ethereal childish voice made the mature woman, who had the dignified charm of a scholarly family and the charming demeanor of a young woman in her boudoir, turn her eyes aside in slight surprise.

When this charming mature woman, who was already a wife and a mother, saw that the person supporting her was a handsome young man in white, and not those obscene and lewd men, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But then a touch of soft shyness like water appeared on her dignified and charming fair face.

The young man behind her had a tall figure and a face as white as snow, gentle and smooth, with inky star-like eyes that were pure and without a trace of dirt. He had shoulder-length black hair held up by a black jade crown, and looked like a scholar in a painting, gentle and elegant.

He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, wearing cloud boots, and had a white dragon jade pendant with golden eyes around his waist. He was truly a handsome man.

However... although this young man is handsome, he is only as tall as the collar of her skirt, and he is also very young and handsome, and it is estimated that he is only 26cm tall.

This handsome face and delicate figure are so tender and slender that they could make young girls fall in love with him and make young women fall in love with him.

However, there was a petite white fox coiled on the young man's slender shoulders, and an ancient and snow-white sword was carried on his tall back, which was particularly strange.

"Hmm? Everything alright, ma'am?"

Shangguan Yun looked at the middle-aged woman in green skirt who had a blush on her face and was slightly distracted, and asked with his head tilted.

"Would you like Yun'er to take you to find a doctor?"

Speaking of which, this gentle and charming mature woman in green skirt, although she is a mature and beautiful woman like my aunt, their temperaments and appearances are completely different.

If you say that my aunt is a beautiful fairy with a celestial charm, elegance and coolness, and a graceful and gentle demeanor.

This gentle and charming mature woman, is like a lady from a scholarly family, gentle and dignified, yet with the charming demeanor of a young woman in the boudoir. Her soft, almost honey-like eyes are full of mature and charming spring charm.

Her waist-length chestnut-colored wavy hair was tied up into a beautiful and charming bun with a green hairpin. She was obviously a wife, but between her charming eyebrows, there was a bit of a hazy and intoxicating spring charm, as if she had been alone in her boudoir for a long time...

The light and fitting green rib skirt lifts up the beautiful woman's mature, plump and charming figure, which is comparable to that of an aunt, and even as mature and charming as her honey breasts and plump buttocks, showing off the voluptuous and mature outline of this beautiful wife and beautiful mother.

Those fragrant, soft, round and tender breasts, trembling like two inverted, fat and soft milky melons, almost filled up the beautiful woman's light and close-fitting silk gauze collar, and swayed and trembled under her silk skirt, like two honey-filled breasts, constantly rippling softly with the fragrance of milk.

The smooth touch of the beautiful woman's plump waist under her tight silk skirt, and her plump and juicy buttocks like ripe and juicy peaches, made the heart of the young man, who had just tasted the plump and mature beauty of his aunt in the grove outside Yanyun last night, slightly warm.

"Ah, no, no need, I'm just a little scared." The beautiful woman quickly came to her senses and realized that the young man's small hand was still stroking her waist, and she shyly stepped back.

"My name is Pei Shiya, thank you, young master."

The beautiful woman with her spring eyes shyly performed a woman's salute. Her charming spring eyes, which were filled with intoxicating spring charm, looked at the beautiful young man in white clothes, who was only as high as her collar, and she felt shy.

But what is embarrassing is not the boy's contact.

The embarrassing thing was that her beautiful and mature flesh, which had been kept alone for many years and had become so mature and charming that honey would drip out with just a slight poke, could not help but feel soft, numb, and hot in front of this young man.

"Hmm..." Shangguan Yun raised his little face and looked at the mature and charming lady, tilting his head, "Um, are you really okay? Madam? How does Yun'er feel about you..."

"Ah? I am indeed fine..." Pei Shiya's face was filled with shame as she quickly answered, "It's just... I was in a hurry to go out this time and didn't bring my pouch with me."

She bit her plump and fragrant lips slightly, lifted the black hair in front of her forehead with her bare hands, slightly bent her charming body in front of the young man, her spring eyes becoming blurred.

"If you have time, could you please come back with me so I can thank you."

"Ah, no need to thank me, Yun'er just happened to be passing by, if Madam is okay--"

"Yun'er."

At this moment, a cold and gentle voice interrupted the conversation.

Su Wanrou, wearing a plain gauze hat, lifted the gauze curtain of the carriage window from behind the young man. She glanced at the middle-aged woman in the green dress with her cold and fairy-like eyes, frowned slightly, looked at the young man, and said softly.

"Come back soon, don't keep your aunt waiting for too long."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the mature lady again, nodded her head and said coldly: "My daughter Yun'er is being taken care of by the lady. We are on the road now and cannot go to your house to accept your thanks. Goodbye."

"Oh, I see, auntie."

Shangguan Yun replied softly, then raised his hand to bow to the mature woman in front of him, and smiled softly: "Since Madam has nothing to do, Yun'er will take his leave."

After saying this, the young man straightened the ancient sword on his back, hugged the white fox in his arms and walked quickly towards the carriage.

This simple and charming mature woman looked at the slender and gentle back of the young man, her soft eyes like water showing a misty tenderness.

Cloud?

"Ma'am, ma'am!"

A hurried, clear voice interrupted the spring in the mature woman's eyes. A pretty girl in a green dress hurried to the side of the mature woman, apologizing repeatedly.

"Qing'er didn't follow Madam, please punish her."

"It's okay." Pei Shiya shook her head, as if she had thought of something, and her spring eyes were filled with shyness, "Tell me, Qing'er."

"Ok?"

"Is there a young man named Yun'er in Yanyun?" Pei Shiya recalled the boy's gentle and elegant demeanor and his handsome and childish appearance, with curiosity on her face.

She was considered to be of high status and position in Yanyun and even in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but she had never seen any young man with such a gentlemanly and elegant temperament, and such a delicate and handsome appearance as this young man.

She had also never seen those men looking at her with eyes as pure and spotless as those of this young man.

"Madam, there are at least thousands of families in Yanyun..." Qing'er stuck out her tongue and answered bitterly, "But, there should be no family with the word 'Yun' in this big family of Yanyun. Qing'er can guarantee it."

"Really..." Pei Shiya sighed and asked, "Come on, why did you drag me out here, you damn girl?"

"I want Madam to relax. It's too boring for Madam to stay in the garden planting flowers and writing poems all the time." The girl grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"I don't know what the master is thinking. He has been ignoring Madam since she married into the Fang family..."