Fairy, please don't do this!

Si Ruoyu gently stroked the back of his head and hair with one hand, and patted his back lightly as if soothing a baby with the other: "I knew you were awake that day."

Gu Jinzhao paused slightly, then couldn't help but look up: "Then why didn't you push me away?"

"I can't bear to part with it."

Si Ruoyu hugged him a little tighter, her smooth chin resting against his forehead.

"After all, you've never experienced maternal love since you were little."

"Then he was driven out by the Prince of Zhenbei, all alone..."

Gu Jinzhao shook his head and continued to absorb Yin energy: "After I had Aunt Ruo, I had a mother's love."

Si Ruoyu's cheeks flushed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly: "Then why are you still so greedy, as if it's never enough?"

Gu Jinzhao remained silent, or rather, he was unable to speak.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in his own private world of tenderness.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally raised his head reluctantly.

My gaze swept past her slightly flushed cheeks, down to her delicate jawline and graceful neck.

The light blue silk dress had become slightly loose during the earlier entanglement, revealing glimpses of two full breasts encased in a soft gauze bodice.

Following down her flat stomach, a pair of jade-colored legs encased in silk stockings peeked out from under the skirt, gleaming warmly in the candlelight.

Seeing Aunt Ruo's disheveled appearance and dazed expression, Gu Jinzhao's desire grew stronger, his true yang fire burned more intensely, and his breathing became more rapid.

"Aunt Ruo, I want to..."

What are you thinking about?

"Si Ruoyu" asked subconsciously.

Gu Jinzhao lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I think Aunt Ruo is like this..."

"How can this be?"

The next instant, "Si Ruoyu" widened her beautiful eyes, her cheeks turning as red as if they were about to bleed.

Gu Jinzhao called out softly, "Aunt Ruo..."

Burning under the dual scorching of the true yang fire and desire, coupled with having just absorbed enough maternal love, he seemed to have become somewhat childlike.

"Alright, I agree."

Si Ruoyu pursed her lips and gave him a reproachful look. "You child, do you really like women's legs that much?"

Gu Jinzhao was very frank: "I don't know why, but I have no resistance to Aunt Ruo's legs, especially after she puts on ice silk stockings."

Si Ruoyu blushed and spat lightly, then stood up and leaned on the dressing table, her waist slightly slumped, and turned her head to look at him: "No wonder you put away that book 'Illustrations of Jade Feet' and couldn't bear to throw it away."

"It's a real shame to lose it."

Gu Jinzhao also got up from the bed and slowly walked to Aunt Ruo's side.

As far as the eye could see, the light blue dress accentuated the curves of her back, which were formed by her slender waist, full hips, and straight legs, making her look incredibly alluring.

Si Ruoyu glared at him: "Don't associate with that Scholar Xu in the future."

"why?"

"So that he doesn't lead you astray."

"Aunt Ruo, have you forgotten? We're going to the capital soon, and we won't be able to keep in touch anymore."

Gu Jinchao embraced Aunt Ruo from behind, his arms encircling her slender waist.

Si Ruoyu's delicate body stiffened slightly, her slender hands gripping the edge of the table tightly...

……

In the next room.

After suppressing the desires stirred up by the [Red Phoenix Passion Seal], Si Ruoyu felt a vague worry that Gu Jinzhao would be unable to resolve the problem of his yang energy turning into fire.

Although she was given a pair of ice silk stockings that contained yin energy, she could clearly sense that the true yang fire was far more intense than before.

It must be because he drew upon her desire that he did this.

Thinking of this, Si Ruoyu could no longer restrain herself and got up to go to Gu Jinzhao's room.

She didn't knock on the door, but quietly spread her divine sense to see if he could blend the true yang fire on his own.

Upon seeing this, her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

In the room, another "she" appeared, not only dressed but also looking exactly the same.

What's going on?

'Could it be an illusion?'

'If it's an illusion, how could I sense her when I'm outside the room?'

'Is it a supernatural power similar to paper spirit magic?'

Si Ruoyu was filled with doubt and surprise.

Why would Gu Jinchao use such supernatural powers to transform into his own appearance?

As she was pondering, she suddenly saw Gu Jinzhao's body tremble and blood spill from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that his internal organs had been burned by the True Yang Fire.

Si Ruoyu's heart tightened, and she was about to push the door open and enter.

Unexpectedly, the "Si Ruoyu" inside the room was even more nervous than she was, and had already hugged him: "Chao'er, don't scare me!"

"Aunt Ruo, I'm in so much pain..."

"I'm here, Chao'er, don't be afraid."

Immediately afterwards, "Si Ruoyu" began to draw her own yin energy to gather in her hands and began to blend it with true yang fire.

However, half an hour passed without any results.

Left with no other choice, Si Ruoyu had to let him do as he pleased without restraint.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but kiss "Si Ruoyu," and then began to draw on his mother's love, even mentioning the time they pretended to sleep together in the same bed last time.

Upon seeing this, Si Ruoyu's cheeks flushed crimson, as if they were about to bleed, and she stood frozen in place.

That night, she did discover that Gu Jinzhao was pretending to be asleep, but she did not expose him.

Why?

Naturally, they were afraid of making each other feel awkward.

After all, back then, he was nestled in her arms, greedily absorbing her love just like he is now.

However, because the yang energy transformed into fire, she had no choice but to lend a helping hand.

Given their respective social statuses, how could she face him if she were sober?

How could he accept it so easily?

This secret should have been buried forever.

But now, it has been exposed on the spot by the "self" inside.

Most importantly, Si Ruoyu discovered that the "Si Ruoyu" in the room seemed to dote on Gu Jinzhao even more than she did.

The doting affection in his eyes was almost overflowing, even mixed with a hint of tenderness...

Could it be that this is how Gu Jinchao sees him?

Si Ruoyu's expression was complex, and her heart was filled with ripples.

She probably understood why Gu Jinzhao used his supernatural powers to conjure up her likeness.

Perhaps his feelings for himself had changed; they were no longer simply familial affection, but rather mixed with romantic feelings.

But fearing she would find it offensive, he could only offer a pretense of being "Aunt Ruo" as a form of solace...

Chapter 176 "Aunt Ruo looks so beautiful!" (3.8K)

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, casting a hazy glow.

Before the dressing table, a graceful figure, dressed in a light blue dress, leaned slightly forward, her slender hands gently resting on the edge of the table.

Her dark hair was loosely tied up with a peach wood hairpin, a few strands of hair clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks and falling down to her full chest, forming a rounded arch.

The hem of her skirt, which originally reached her ankles, was slightly rolled up, revealing a pair of slender, jade-colored legs encased in jade-colored silk stockings.

The stockings were so thin they felt like nothing at all. From the slender ankles to the soft, plump calves, and then up to the full, well-proportioned thighs, every curve was tightly covered by the gossamer-thin ice silk.

The light blue skirt taut slightly as she leaned forward, clinging to her round, peach-like buttocks and outlining her soft, beautiful silhouette.

Gu Jinzhao embraced her slender waist, rested his chin gently on her fragrant shoulder, and gazed at the familiar face in the mirror. He couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "Aunt Ruo looks so beautiful when she's moved."

Si Ruoyu blushed, turned her head to the side, and glared at him with embarrassment and annoyance: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Gu Jinzhao blinked, a smile playing on his lips: "Aunt Ruo can see for herself in the mirror whether I'm lying or not."

Upon hearing this, Si Ruoyu looked up at the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

The mirror's surface was as smooth as water, clearly reflecting a gentle and beautiful face.

Her delicate face was as rosy as peach blossoms in March, her beautiful eyes shimmered with autumn waves, and a few strands of black hair fell gently across her forehead, making her look like a fairy maiden from a painting, breathtakingly beautiful.

Si Ruoyu pursed her lips, blushed, and looked away, trying to change the subject: "Why are you so frivolous today, unlike your usual composure?"

Gu Jinchao frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled as well: "I don't know why this is happening either."

He paused, then buried his face in her soft neck: "It's probably because Aunt Ruo always exudes a captivating charm that's hard to resist."

At this moment, although his mind was still being scorched by the True Yang Fire, he still retained some clarity.

I vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the "Aunt Ruo" in front of me, but my mind was so dizzy that I couldn't remember what was wrong.

A fleeting purple glint flashed in the depths of Si Ruoyu's beautiful eyes, and she retorted angrily, "I was clearly talking about you, so why did you bring me into this?"

"Weren't you just saying that Aunt Ruo looks beautiful?"

Gu Jinzhao murmured, lowered his head to kiss that slender, snowy neck, and gently pecked at that delicate cheek.

Her smooth, delicate skin, mixed with strands of soft hair brushing against her lips, exuded a mature and subtle fragrance, each wisp captivating the heart.

"Has the True Yang Fire been stabilized?"

Si Ruoyu tilted her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling gently, and a hint of allure lingered between her gentle brows.

Gu Jinzhao tightened his arms, embracing the soft, delicate body even more deeply: "It has stopped rioting. It will only be able to return to calm once the Yin energy is absorbed."

"That's good then."

Si Ruoyu's heart finally settled, but her voluptuous and graceful body remained slightly tense.

"Why would Aunt Ruo buy these ice silk stockings?"

Gu Jinzhao's hand moved down her slender waist and gradually caressed her thigh, which was covered by jade-colored silk stockings.

The silky smooth touch sent a shiver down his spine.

"I happened to have gone to a clothing store in the city to buy stockings. The female shopkeeper said that these ice silk stockings were very comfortable to wear, so I bought them!"

Si Ruoyu looked somewhat unnatural, her jade feet, clad in soft satin embroidered shoes, with one toe lightly touching the ground.

The other foot was slightly raised on its toes, the arch of the foot forming a beautiful crescent-shaped arc.

The thin stockings clung to the rounded heels, revealing glimpses of the glistening toes against the tips of the shoes, sometimes gently curling, sometimes slowly stretching, as if telling the story of the owner's inner turmoil.

A smile flashed in Gu Jinzhao's eyes: "I thought that Aunt Ruo had specially bought them because she understood that the woman in the 'Jade Feet Illustration' was also wearing ice silk stockings."

Si Ruoyu lightly bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her cheeks and ears burning: "Why did you go out of your way to buy it?"

Gu Jinzhao bit that glistening earlobe: "For me!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Si Ruoyu's body stiffened, and her breathing became increasingly disordered.

“I know Aunt Ruo loves me very much.”

"It was the same when we were children, and it remains the same when we grow up."

"They'll buy me anything I like."