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A peach-colored pill appeared in Hibiscus's palm. "Take it."
Fengyin walked over, picked up the peach-colored pill, and threw it on the ground.
"I won't eat it, I absolutely refuse!"
At that moment, a weak voice came from outside the door. "Fengyin, I wish to discuss our marriage with you." With a loud crash, the closed door fell down, knocking Mel unconscious again. A few servants appeared and carried Mel away.
"Come here."
Fengyin obediently walked to Hibiscus's side.
"If you do this, Young Master Mei will really get hurt; he is already injured," Fengyin whispered.
"Oh?" Hibiscus tilted her head to look at him, but her large hand skillfully untied her belt and tossed it onto the couch. Then, he reached up from her waist and grasped her softness at the front, expertly kneading and teasing. "What’s wrong?" His voice was deep, slightly hoarse, gentle yet filled with a different kind of allure.
He pulled her slender waist and made her sit on his lap, his hands playing with her impressive curves. "What’s wrong?" Hibiscus's index finger lightly tapped on her cherry-like lips as he bit Fengyin's earlobe and whispered, his voice thick with raw desire.
"Let me go."
"My mother said when a woman says no, she actually means yes. If you want me to let go, it just means you want me to hold you like this, right?"
"No."
"Then saying no means you want it."
"I want it."
"That means you want it."
"I don't want it!"
Fengyin turned around and glared at him with her deep eyes.
"Don't bully me anymore."
"How have I bullied you?" Hibiscus asked, his hand drawing circles in her depths.
"This is how you bully me!"
"Then I'll let you bully me back." Hibiscus had a carefree attitude as if inviting her to do as she pleased.
"I'll poke you with a needle." Fengyin took out an acupuncture needle from her sleeve and waved it in front of Hibiscus.
"It would be great if you always did this." Hibiscus sighed lightly, fastening her belt and then holding onto the hand that held the needle.
"Are you willing to treat me?"
Fengyin shook her head and put away the needle.
The martial world remained calm, with no strange happenings lately. Misty Mountain had not been expelled from the martial world, and Seven Night Demon Lord had not resurfaced. The Consort Selection in the capital was causing quite a stir, and snippets of news could always be heard in Jiangzhou. Jinse rested her chin on her hand, her thoughts drifting to the capital. She repeatedly wondered to herself if she participated in the Consort Selection, would Xuan Li choose her? Unable to find an answer, she thought about it over and over again.
Recently, Mel had been getting injured frequently, and his marriage with that Goddess was still uncertain. Spiritual Incense went to take care of Mel, leaving her alone to ponder that question she had thought about countless times. Deciding to take a walk to clear her mind, she noticed a beautiful peach blossom grove nearby. Although the blossoms had fallen and fruit was already forming, she still wanted to see it.
"Goddess?" Why was she here? The Goddess was resting against a large rock. Not wanting to disturb her, she turned to leave.
"Jinse." Someone called her name. Turning around, she saw the white-haired woman smiling at her. Jinse walked over, "Do you know me?"
The white-haired woman smiled and said, "I am Fengyin."
Fengyin, she was the ethereal Fengyin from that year's Lantern Festival. So she was the Goddess of Misty Mountain. The doctor who had given her a pill that made her health remarkably better—Fengyin.
Jinse smiled, "I haven't seen you closely; you've always worn a veil."
Fengyin took her hand and led her to the giant rock, "How have you been in recent years, Jinse?"
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