Yu Qiutao let out a soft moan and fell into his arms, her fingers restlessly stroking his chest.
"Sir, I've made your favorite dishes. Would you do me the honor of coming over to my place and have a taste?"
Yu Shicheng felt unbearably hot and restless halfway through his meal.
Just then, Yu Qiutao came out of the inner room after changing into a light gauze dress. Yu Shicheng was so excited that his blood boiled and his mind went blank. He didn't care that Yu Qiutao was pregnant and lost his temper, so he pressed her down on the low couch.
Fan Yuejia waited for Yu Shicheng for a long time but he did not return. After hearing the maid's report, she was so angry that she overturned the table, and the food and dishes were smashed all over the floor.
"You shameless woman! Pregnant and still so restless."
She placed her hand on her lower abdomen, wondering why she hadn't gotten pregnant yet after all this time.
Mother came to ask her again today. The Fan family urgently needs a child from the Yu family to consolidate the eldest brother's position as head of the family.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and scattered stars twinkle sparsely on the horizon, emitting a soft glow.
Yu Xunmei suddenly opened her eyes wide, got up, lifted the curtain, walked to the outer room and looked at the maid who was sleeping on the floor. She covered the maid's nose with the handkerchief in her hand.
A moment later, the maid fell into a deep sleep.
Yu Xunmei put away the handkerchief and kicked it, but the maid didn't react.
A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. She stepped over the maid, pushed open the door, and walked out, closing it behind her.
Following the dimly lit corridor, Yu Xunmei, like a ghost, arrived at a deserted courtyard in the far corner of the backyard. Behind the courtyard was a rockery overgrown with weeds.
She had barely stopped outside the artificial hill when a pair of strong hands pulled her inside.
Immediately afterwards, some indescribable sounds came from deep within the artificial hill.
After a long while, Yu Xunmei finally said, panting, "Brother Asheng, how do you still remember this place?"
"Hehe, I like it here." Ah Sheng's large hands restlessly kneaded her chest, looking like he hadn't had enough, and continued, "So, Lin Zhaohui owes the gambling house three hundred taels, should we keep an eye on him?"
Yu Xunmei snorted coldly, "You don't need to keep an eye on it yourself, just have your subordinates. By the way, what about the things I asked you to buy? You haven't forgotten, have you?"
"Don't worry, I won't forget what you told me." Ah Sheng patted a bundle lying next to him.
Inside the artificial hill, a candle was lit. In the dim candlelight, Yu Xunmei turned her head and saw the bundle containing something.
Thinking about what she had to do tomorrow, she slapped away Ah Sheng's restless hand and bent down to reach for the clothes scattered everywhere.
Ah Sheng, like a starving wolf, stared intently at the shimmering white light flickering in the candlelight.
The man's hot breath enveloped them, and both of them let out a satisfied sigh.
The heavy, rapid breathing mingled with the chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs, creating a cacophony of clear sounds that rose and fell in the quiet summer night.
The next morning, Yu Xunmei got up, exhausted.
He glanced at the maid who was still fast asleep on the ground, and kicked her with his foot.
The maid slowly woke up and opened her eyes to see the young lady staring at her with eyes as cold as a venomous snake. She jumped up with a start.
"Please forgive me, young lady! I overslept." She lay on the ground trembling, secretly cursing herself for not being able to get up after going to bed every day.
After lingering on her for a moment, Yu Xunmei said calmly, "I need to wash up."
"Yes, this servant will go and prepare it right away."
The maidservant, without bothering to tidy herself up, scrambled out the door.
After washing up and having breakfast, Yu Xunmei went to the kitchen.
When the cooks saw her arrive, they all stopped what they were doing and bowed to her.
Yu Xunmei walked around the kitchen and then asked, "What's my dad eating for lunch?"
"Eat these dishes," the cook said hesitantly, pointing to the food prepared on the cutting board.
Yu Xunmei glanced at it and said to the cook, "My father works too hard, I want to make him some soup, can you help me prepare these ingredients?"
The kitchen quickly prepared the ingredients she needed, along with a small pot and a stove.
Under the big tree outside the kitchen, Yu Xunmei was sweating profusely, still fanning herself with a fan.
"Dad, have some soup. Your daughter made it for you herself."
Once the soup was ready, Yu Xunmei personally carried it to the main study of the Yu family.
Knowing that her attentiveness must be for something, the head of the Yu family glanced at her and said indifferently, "Leave it there, I'll drink it after I'm done with my work."
Seeing that he didn't intend to pay attention to her, Yu Xunmei didn't try to please him and turned to leave the study.
After she left, the head of the Yu family summoned the steward and pointed to the soup on the table, asking, "Did Miss really make this?"
The butler said, "Yes, sir, the cook said that Miss stayed in the kitchen early this morning to make soup for you. Please don't be angry, sir, lest you upset yourself."
"Open it and take a look."
The butler opened it, and a fragrant aroma wafted out. "It seems that Miss has realized her mistake this time. This is a nourishing soup made with plenty of ingredients to replenish qi and blood."
"Bring it here."
The head of the Yu family took the bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it down in a big gulp. "Hmm, they really put their heart into it."
When Yu Xunmei returned to the courtyard, she saw her maid rushing over.
"Has Aunt Tao gotten up? Did she call the doctor?"
The maid shook her head, panting heavily, and said, "Miss, Aunt Tao hasn't gotten up yet. But I heard from the maids in the courtyard that Aunt Tao and the eldest young master argued until very late last night before she went to bed. She hasn't called a doctor yet."
"She's got a tough life; after all that, her stomach is still fine," Yu Xunmei murmured.
The maid dared not stand too close, so she did not hear what she said clearly and thought she was giving some instructions.
"Miss, what do you need?"
"Get out! I want to sleep, don't wake me unless it's important."
Yu Xunmei looked at her with a sinister gaze, and the maid was so frightened that she tiptoed out and closed the door.
Nanman Prefecture.
Dragon Pool.
A spacious carriage appeared in the distance on the official road outside Longtan.
"Master, we've arrived at Dragon Pool." Steward Chen and the coachman, sitting on the carriage frame, reported to Chen Xianming inside the carriage.
Chen Xianming jumped up in the carriage and lifted the curtain to look outside.
When he saw the towering city wall in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh, "A woman was able to lead a small group of people to build Longtan brick by brick. This Lord Lin is no ordinary woman."
Butler Chen pointed to the rice stalks bent low and beginning to turn yellow on both sides of the road and exclaimed, "Master, look at that rice!"
Chen Xianming looked in the direction the butler pointed and immediately noticed the difference.
"Stop the car! Stop the car now!"
With Chen Gu's help, Chen Xianming arrived at the edge of the rice paddy.
He picked up a stalk of rice and carefully squeezed each grain. He was utterly shocked to find that less than 10% of the grains were empty or chaff.
How could rice in Longtan have such a high yield?
Undeterred, he pinched several more plants, only to find that they were all the same.
Looking at the vast rice paddies swaying in the wind, Chen Xianming's eyes lit up and an idea came to mind.
"Let's go into town."
Sitting in the council hall, Chen Xianming's worldview was turned upside down. He learned from his son that the person in charge of Longtan was a woman. He had originally thought that someone who could sit in the position of city lord must be big and strong and have excellent skills.
Who would have thought that the city lord sitting in the head seat was a beautiful young woman of sixteen, with fair and delicate skin and a spirited look in her eyes.
Her sharp, deep eyes held a sense of aloofness; her gaze was like lightning, as if she could see right through a person.
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