"I'll walk you up."
"No need. I'm used to climbing that stone path, don't need anyone to see me off."
"I'll walk you up."
His tone was calm and stubborn. It felt like he must have had an expressionless face when he said that.
In the end, the young woman couldn't out-stubborn him. She left in a huff, and the cold, quiet man also started walking again, following her silently without a word.
Tranquility returned to the Purple Acacia Woods. The crimson sunset visible through the trees was tinted pale purple, and the whole sky was breathtakingly beautiful.
A laugh, clear as a jade bell, suddenly drifted through the woods.
Leysallon relaxed the strength of his embrace, lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. She was smiling, her cheeks glowing pink, as if she had let go of all old grievances with him and was no longer angry at him.
He shook his head and sighed, kissed her between the eyebrows, and lifted her into his arms to leave.
"Don't. Let's go over later, let them go first." Huo Duomei stopped him with a smile, her cheek pressed against his left chest, rubbing back and forth like a coquettish cat.
Leysallon paused slightly at her words, his thin eyebrow lifted a little, but he immediately adjusted his direction toward another path, and soon reached the stone cottage at the edge of the purple woods.
Though the cottage was small, it had everything one needed: tables, chairs, a bed. The wooden cabinet even held several sets of clean clothes, for both men and women, and even several pairs of socks and shoes. Lu Danhua had someone prepare and maintain it, specifically for their master or mistress to change and freshen up nearby after soaking in the cold spring.
It seemed that the young woman had run into Barlo after rushing into the woods, and Barlo had somehow forced her to come to the stone cottage to change. The woman had given in but was too annoyed to even scold, leaving huffily, and he had followed shamelessly—so that was how that scene in the woods had happened!
After setting her down on the bed, she caught sight of water stains on the stone floor, and the corner of her lips lifted.
"So that guy Barlo has a crush on Sister Danhua, huh? That's great." She nodded repeatedly. "That's really great!"
"What are you planning?" This didn't feel right! Leysallon pulled a clean cloth from the cabinet to dry her wet hair, and when he saw her grinning face and the glint in her shifting eyes, his broad back tensed up, and an strange prickle ran up the back of his neck.
"You don't look surprised at all. You must have known Barlo liked that girl for a long time, right?" She asked, answering his question with another question.
Leysallon twitched his mouth. "Mm."
"Then... you also know that Danhua has feelings for you, don't you?" She asked in a flat tone, her voice showing no obvious fluctuation.
His hand wiping her hair paused. He pulled the cloth away and looked down at her with his dark eyes, a strange glint in his pupils.
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She smiled. Her slender body curled up, unusually docile and still, not avoiding his pressing gaze at all.
"A girl's thoughts are easy to read."
"Too bad you're wrong this time." He circled her soft jaw, bringing his stern face closer, his warm breath fanning over her.
"Is that so?" She was still smiling.
"Danhua hasn't realized what her heart truly wants yet."
"Is that really the case?"
She asked on purpose, but in her heart she had long agreed with what he said.
That was why she felt happy right now, and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
What belongs to her, she will not give up to anyone, unless her man's heart no longer belongs to her. To be honest, she likes that girl Danhua, but if Danhua refused to give up on Leysallon, she would not be lenient either, and that gentle girl would end up heartbroken. Now that Barlo is in the picture, it makes Danhua see the situation clearly. Very good, this is interesting, she can relax and enjoy the game more...
Her deliberately doubtful question had completely provoked the man in front of her.
Leysallon suddenly pressed down on her, no longer letting her tease him, and sealed her breath with his burning hot lips.
"Leysallon..." The moment her lips parted, his scent flooded in, raging in her soft mouth. She let him ravish her at first, then responded passionately in turn.
The long cloth wrapped around her soft body was torn open urgently. Her whole body exuded fragrance, and her hands also eagerly groped, pulled, and stroked the man's body over and over, wanting to make him as bare as she was, with nothing hidden.
"Daxiang, this Purple Acacia Woods... it must be more beautiful and better than the one in Jiangnan, do you believe me? Do you..."
She believed it.
He believed it too.
Because the purple woods had been watered by the couple's tangled love, the juice of their wild union overflowed, slipped down, seeped into the earth, became fragrant nourishment. Next year's purple acacia flowers will bloom, each one will be stunning, every one will be a bewitching flower fairy...
She named the building "Feixia".
"Feixia Tower" on the South Seas island. She, Huoduomei, is still the "Master of Feixia Tower".
In this building there are twelve maids she personally selected after coming here. The third floor is the master's private boudoir, and she and the maids use the first and second floors freely, just like the days when she "fooled around" with her seventy-two sisters at Feixia Tower in Jiangnan. She often pulls the maids to chat about this and that, learn the local dialect, or make tea and play the guqin, or learn new tricks from the maids who know how to play traditional Luzon instruments. She even brings out all sorts of games like dice and pai gow for everyone to practice together, so that everyone can "teach and learn from each other".
Feixia Tower is built on a cliff in the South Seas. One side is against the rock face, and the other side connects to a large, gently rolling grassy slope. On the eastern slope, following the terrain, a large residence was built for the brothers under Leysallon to live in. Later, several of those men from the Western Desert found their soulmates, so they moved out to buy land, build houses, and start their own families. Those currently living in the eastern residence are mostly bachelors.
If you go looking for opponents for drinking, sparring, or horse riding in the eastern residence, you'll find no shortage. Huoduomei has been there a few times. There are a large training ground and several smaller ones set up inside for sparring. As long as the men haven't left the island, there are matches almost every day: close-quarters combat, wrestling, all sorts of different duels, all kinds of varieties. That's not even counting the archery and horse racing on the grass slope.
All in all, even though their daily life is much more comfortable than it was a few years ago, the big and small men haven't slacked off on their martial arts training.
Seeing a group of tough men with bare, muscular upper bodies sweating and fighting on the training ground is really easy on the eyes, and makes her so happy... Oh, she can't let her smile show too much. Many things have to be done in secret, sneaking behind these men's backs, so she can keep "nourishing" those beautiful eyes of hers...
But on the other hand, her man, who has a stable and committed relationship with her, his naked, well-covered body is just as easy on the eyes. It's not just easy on the eyes, using him is a privilege that should only exist in heaven, it leaves her perfectly balanced in yin and yang, and in great health!
"Madam... M-Master? Our ship is almost to Luzon Island, Master... Hey? Are you drooling?"
A faintly scented handkerchief quickly wiped the corner of her mouth in time. Huoduomei suddenly came back to her senses, her gathered light gaze turned to the side, meeting the clear eyes of the girl in green.
"Sister Danhua's handkerchief smells so good, thank you!"
