Lately, Wang Xiuxiu has felt like she's been plagued by bad luck, as if she's being targeted by some evil spirit.
It wasn't that Wang Xiuxiu was superstitious, but rather that the frequency of her recent encounters with this young master Cheng was ridiculously high.
As luck would have it, every time they met, he was exchanging flirtatious glances with the beautiful woman beside him.
This young master is only in his early twenties; in modern times, he would probably still be in college.
He was like a tireless butterfly among flowers, attracting bees and butterflies all day long, leaving his mark everywhere. Everyone in the Cheng family knew about his romantic affairs.
Wang Xiuxiu loathed Cheng Shujie to the extreme, and every time she saw him from afar, she would reflexively want to avoid him.
And sure enough, we've run into each other again today.
Wang Xiuxiu looked flustered, her eyes quickly scanning her surroundings before she hurriedly hid behind a rockery.
Just as they had concealed themselves, they heard Cheng Shujie and the woman's footsteps getting closer and closer.
The two seemed to sense something was amiss and quickly slipped into the artificial hill.
This artificial hill was meticulously designed and built by renowned craftsmen from Jiangnan at great expense during the Cheng family's glorious past.
The craftsman's skill is unparalleled; the stone's texture appears to grow naturally, exuding dynamism and vitality.
The interior of the artificial mountain is even more of a hidden world, filled with caves of all sizes and shapes, some of which are spacious and bright enough to accommodate many people walking side by side.
Some are narrow and secluded, only wide enough for one person to pass sideways.
The shapes of the cave entrances are also bizarre and varied.
Fate seemed to be playing a cruel trick on Wang Xiuxiu. In her panic, she hid in a narrow alley right next to Cheng Shujie and the woman.
The entrance to the interlayered cave is hidden by layers of dense vines, forming a natural, secret barrier.
Unless you deliberately get close, it's extremely difficult to discover that someone is hiding inside.
At first, the two were relatively well-behaved, but before long, whispers began to circulate.
"Good sister, please grant my request!" Cheng Shujie's voice was filled with urgency and longing.
"No, if someone sees this, how can I live?" The woman's voice was hesitant.
"How could anyone be in this artificial hill? Don't worry, sister, no one will know."
Cheng Shujie's tone was full of confidence, as if the artificial hill was his private forbidden area.
"If you continue like this, I will never speak to you again!" The woman's voice held a hint of anger.
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say, sister. Well, I'm just killing time anyway, so how about I give you a kiss?" Cheng Shujie immediately softened her tone, full of flattery.
Wang Xiuxiu, who was hiding to the side, heard it clearly and was suddenly shocked.
From a distance, she had thought Cheng Shujie was having another secret rendezvous with one of the maids.
But upon hearing that familiar voice, she was so startled she almost cried out.
The woman Cheng Shujie was having a secret rendezvous with was none other than his father's concubine, the sixth concubine, Song Qing'er!
She was a woman who always appeared aloof and cold in the mansion, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs.
Before Wang Xiuxiu could recover from the shock, Cheng Shujie had already impatiently covered Song Qing'er's mouth with a kiss.
Suddenly, ambiguous moans reached her ears, and Wang Xiuxiu was so frightened that she froze, not daring to breathe.
She dared not move her feet, for fear of making a sound that would alert the two of them.
He could only pray silently that the two of them would end this absurd affair quickly and that he could get out of this embarrassing situation.
As time went on, their intimacy grew more intense, and they became inseparable.
Cheng Shujie's hands roamed restlessly over Song Qing'er's body, causing her to let out soft moans.
Seeing Song Qing'er's dazed look, Cheng Shujie muttered a curse under his breath, "hypocrite," and began to undress her.
Hearing the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together, Wang Xiuxiu's face instantly turned bright red, feeling both ashamed and angry.
These two people actually committed this lewd act in broad daylight, in the artificial hill!
Song Qing'er always presented herself as a cold and aloof beauty in the Cheng family.
Master Cheng doted on her, and it was Madam Cheng who personally organized the concubine-taking ceremony to welcome her into the mansion.
Every time Wang Xiuxiu saw her, she always had a cold and aloof demeanor.
Who would have thought that she would be so uninhibited at this moment, her moans growing louder and louder?
That scoundrel Cheng Dalang is incredibly audacious; he even dared to have an affair with his stepmother!
While Cheng Shujie and Song Qing'er were locked in a fierce battle, Wang Xiuxiu's legs went numb from standing in the cramped space.
I was anxious and scared, but there was nothing I could do.
Finally, with two satisfied sighs, the two called it a day and began to pack their clothes.
After the two of them left in a hurry, Wang Xiuxiu waited patiently for a while, and only after confirming that there was no further movement around her did she dare to carefully walk out of her hiding place.
Just as Wang Xiuxiu was about to leave, she inexplicably glanced at the cave where the two had just been.
It was no wonder that when they looked, they discovered a brightly colored bodice lying on the stone wall.
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