Dugu Chanyi's heart was filled with despair and even numbness at this moment. She let it go and the only thing left was the physiological reaction of vomiting caused by the foreign object in her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt that the strength of this shameless scholar seemed to have become lighter...

Dugu Chanyi tried to spit out the handkerchief in her mouth.

He didn't notice? Good chance...

Dugu Chanyi didn't even have time to be happy. The next second she turned her head sharply and bit the man in front of her, whose right arm had gradually become motionless. He did not retreat or flinch, and was bitten by her.

Less than three breaths.

Blood was flowing quietly from between the man's skin and muscles and the woman's fangs.

The beautiful and criminal widow's heart was suddenly filled with hatred and joy.

The bloody taste between her lips and teeth seemed to be some kind of addictive delicacy that made her hold on to it tightly, never willing to let go.

I will bite you to death!

She raised her chin with satisfaction, the newly rouge on her lips was extremely red, she rolled her eyes up and looked at him defiantly, but the next second, her eyelashes suddenly trembled and she was stunned.

The young scholar had gradually stopped moving since he didn't know when.

He was turning his head and looking at the ground somewhere nearby.

There was no expression on his face.

Dugu Chanyi's trembling eyes moved downwards, and she saw a flawless white jade plaque and a crudely embroidered sachet lying quietly on the ground...

At this moment, Zhao Rong was sitting beside the bed. The beautiful queen mother, who was admired by thousands of people in Dali, was tied up and lying seductively on his legs.

His left hand hung straight down, and the saliva-soaked handkerchief fell to the floor below.

The right arm was covered in blood, staining most of the arm red...

But his gaze at this moment did not linger on these things at all.

The young scholar did not move at all.

The devil dragon dances wildly in the heart lake.

His eyes were calm as he looked at the ground.

After the air was quiet for a moment, he suddenly moved, having pursed his lips in silence.

Not paying attention to the fangs still biting his right hand, he bent down and stretched out his left hand, but retracted it halfway.

He wiped his left hand on the clothes on his chest.

Then he reached out again and picked up the two tokens of lifelong love with two women on the ground.

The young scholar lowered his eyes, and after picking them up, he didn't even look at the white jade plate and the sachet, but stuffed them back into his sleeve. He turned his head silently and looked at the beautiful woman who was still biting his right arm tightly.

He didn't say anything.

He looked at her quietly.

The blood on his arm was flowing quietly.

Inside the pavilion, two people sat one on top of the other, staring into each other's eyes.

“Huh…huh…”

Dugu Chanyi rolled her eyes up, looking a little dazed. At some point she quietly loosened her teeth, and her delicate body couldn't help but shrink back.

This Confucian scholar has changed again.

Dugu Chanyi was very sure.

Her eyes trembled and she looked away on her own initiative.

Even though she was about to be violated by the last him just now, she was extremely proud and arrogant and was not afraid at all.

However, facing him at this moment...

Zhao Rong reached out and untied the rope that tied Dugu Chanyi, then stood up.

Dugu Chanyi, who was originally lying on his legs, fell to the ground as soon as she freed her slender hand.

There is no mercy at all.

Zhao Rong walked aside, away from the beautiful woman on the ground, and sat down on the stone bench again.

He supported his knees with his elbows, covered his face with his two big hands, and rubbed his face back and forth vigorously, regardless of the red blood on his left palm.

Then the young scholar lowered his head and inserted his blood-stained fingers into his thick black hair.

I couldn't see his expression when he lowered his head.

"I saw it."

He whispered.

No one answered in the booth.

Dugu Chanyi was not far away, looking cautiously at the young scholar who was sitting on a stone bench with his head in his hands.

He sat on a stool, holding his head and curling up. His body was sometimes tense and sometimes loose. In the gaps between these two states, he would have bouts of inexplicable convulsions.

The young scholar seemed to be whispering occasionally.

"Gui, I saw the 'heart', and the 'sex'."

He nodded.

"I shouldn't have held it down before."

The sword spirit did not reply.

The young Confucian scholar's heart was still filled with splashing water, surging desires, and dancing demons.

The evil dragons at the bottom of the lake were thrashing around wildly and furiously.

However, his outward appearance at this moment was calm.

There was no sign of going crazy.

The young scholar chuckled and said calmly in his heart:

"I want to fuck her."

"I really want to fuck her."

"She is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world, more beautiful than almost all the women I have ever seen, second only to Qingjun and Xiaoxiao."

"She is the regent queen dowager of the Li Dynasty. She is the mother of the Li Dynasty, has a noble status, and is also a young and pretty widow. Ha, a widow who just lost her husband... This identity is very exciting... At least it makes me feel excited. It was even more exciting when I saw her back in mourning clothes in the mourning hall a few days ago."

The young scholar paused.

He smiled brightly, and said as if he was chatting with someone:

"Oh, and her dancing posture and slim waist are also unrivaled. Wow, I just touched her a few times and the feeling was really amazing. It was absolutely stunning."

"Gui, actually I like women who can dance. Usually they have good waists and can handle any posture."

The young scholar took a few breaths, and then said in an extremely hot tone:

"I want to possess her, to possess her fiercely, to occupy every inch of her, and make her all mine."

As he spoke, he suddenly used force with his hands to hold his head tightly.

The blood from the wound flowed out even more violently, forming a line of blood that trickled down and soaked the robe.

"I am a womanizer, well, a thief. This is... 'seeing one's nature'."

He said.

The next second, the young scholar suddenly relaxed his body and raised his head abruptly.

The gaze in the eyes that had been wiped with bloody fingers was still calm.

"But I can't and won't do that."

He spoke every word, his tone still calm.

"She is Li Wangque's mother. Li Wangque...he calls me sir."

"I don't have any feelings for her at all. Today is the first time we've met in the true sense of the word. There's no feeling at all."

"A few days ago, Qingjun, Qian'er, Qingdai and I were able to indulge in our desires without any worries, because we loved each other. But at this moment, I cannot do that to Dugu."

The young scholar nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I said 'I want it all', but the original intention of 'I want it all' was to hold the hand of the woman I love without any regrets. But it can't be a reason for me to covet the beauty of a strange woman and take her in at will. This is not fair to Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, Qian'er... to the strange woman."

After he finished speaking, he was silent and said with a smile:

"Besides, I would also look down on Zhao Ziyu like this."

The young scholar leaned back, his back against the stone table.

He raised the back of his bloody hand, tilted his head, and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"This... is my true nature. I can't really touch her... This is not suppressing myself, but acting according to my true nature."

The young scholar laughed, a happy and hearty laugh.

"Return, this is 'Ming Xin'."

"It turns out that the so-called enlightenment is not to suppress my desires and thoughts and force myself to become a god without desires. Instead, I embrace all desires without avoiding them, and then face my true heart, understand what I really want, and whether it is worth giving up those beautiful things that I have been holding on to for a long time for a momentary desire, and then... choose to do it or not."

"Like you said before, even if I fall into the devil's way, I have to know it clearly. It has to be my choice, not forced."

"So this time, after I have realized my true nature, my choice is... not to be a pervert. Well, although I know that I am actually a pervert, I can't do that right now."

Inside the pavilion, Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide and stared straight at the beams above his head.

"Seeing one's true nature...seeing one's true nature...ha, Gui, after looking directly at the myriad desires in my heart, I seem to have a little idea of...what that thing called 'Tao' you mentioned is. It...is very pure, like...pure blue colored glaze...it looks like this in my eyes..."

His face was dazed and his eyes were unblinking, as if he was looking at the beams above, or staring into the lake of his heart.

At this moment, amidst the chaos of rampant evil dragons and dancing demons, there is a faint hint of pure blue glass color, just like the immortal skeleton of a warrior standing at the edge of the Vermillion Bird constellation tens of thousands of years ago, amidst the blood mist, countless demon dragons and raging karmic fire.

After a young Confucian scholar fell silent.

The heart lake was quiet for a moment.

A sword spirit nodded.

"good."