In the early morning, a thin misty rain falls, and the trees are lush and inviting.

  Shu Lan stood at the door of the wing room, with a slightly awkward expression that was hard to conceal. Not far away, Zhu Miao Ti walked slowly towards her, holding a fan painted with green bamboo and oil paper, and stopped in the courtyard. She beckoned to her lightly, indicating for her to come over.

  Shu Lan bowed slightly and walked quietly in front of her, saying softly: "Sister Zhu."

  Zhu Miao smiled softly, her palm facing forward as the paper fan blocked out the rain, shielding her from the fine rain that filled the sky like willow catkins. Her gaze swept over the tightly closed carved wooden door, and she said with a smile: "You don't need to attend to me today, I'll do it myself."

  Shu Lan heard this and nodded, without a single dissenting opinion.

  Zhu Miao's eyebrows rose slightly as she smiled, her voice lowered to a whispery tone, asking: "Did you hear any movement just now while standing there?"

  "Ahem!" Shu Lan cleared her throat, covering up her embarrassment. Her cheeks had already turned a lovely shade of pink as she replied, "I suppose I'm awake now, I just haven't gotten out of bed yet."

  "Oh!" Zhu Miao's smile grew even deeper and more relieved, nodding her head, without asking further.

  Shu Lan understood the reason for her current state, to know that from last night's dinner time, Si Ling Gu went into the room and never came out again, she just stood at the door waiting, who would have thought that not long after, suddenly came Tang Nian's voice that was enchanting.

  Tang Nian's voice was completely unbridled, without any hint of concealment, fluctuating between high and low pitches. Even the normally composed Shu Lan was left numb and almost paralyzed, her face deathly pale. She didn't know whether to leave or stay, and before she knew it, she had stood there until midnight, when Tang Nian's voice finally began to fade away. Only then did Shu Lan come back to herself, realizing that her legs had also gone numb.

  Compared to her, Zhu Miao Jie, who had a deeper Yuan force, naturally heard it more clearly. At first, her face changed greatly, but the next moment she became ecstatic, and the intense joy was like an expectant grandmother about to hold her grandson, even her eyes were misty with tears that lingered for a long time.

  Two people walked in front and behind to the eaves, both deliberately lightened their footsteps. In the air, there was only the sound of fine rain dripping on the leaves and the clear sound on the ground.

  Inside the compartment.

  Disheveled clothes, a messy bed, the fragrance of incense wafting in the air, the faint scent of perfume still lingering, and the remnants of a romantic tryst.

  Tang Nian's eyes fluttered open in a daze, and she found herself gazing into a pair of eyes that shone like moonlight on a quiet spring. Her entire being seemed to sink into them at that moment, unable to extricate itself.

  "Lonely Goose..." The voice that first woke up was low and hoarse, yet soft and sweet, with the dryness of last night's excessive pleasure calls, but it became even more enchanting.

  "Ah, I'm here." The lonely goose in the quiet forest deliberately slowed down and softened his voice, which was as mellow as a thousand-year-old fine wine that could make people drunk just by smelling it. He lifted the bed curtain, got out of bed, put on a single garment, walked to the table, poured a cup of clear water, warmed it up with yuan force, and brought it over.

  Tang Nian lay on the bed, her eyes dazedly staring at his figure, her eyeballs rolling around like black agate as she followed his every move, causing Si Ling Gu's face to be filled with smiles. Sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand gently lifted up her body, and handed a cup of tea to her lips.

  Tang Nian drank mechanically, feeling a warm and refreshing sensation in his throat, and his eyes slowly cleared up. Suddenly, he stopped drinking and turned to stare at Si Ling Gu's lips, saying "Gu feed me."

  He didn't hesitate at all and poured the remaining clear water from his hand into her mouth, then lowered his head to seal her lips and pour it into her mouth.

  Tang Nian's eyes narrowed, her hands wrapped around Si Ling Gu's waist, and as she did, the thin quilt covering her body slid off, revealing a skin as white as snow, and almost entirely covered in a rosy glow that made anyone who saw it feel an itching sensation that seemed to melt their bones.

  After a sip of water, the two did not separate, but instead entwined together, and it was unclear who seduced whom first. The air was filled with the sound of sloppy kissing, until they both caught their breath and separated.

  Tang Nian's legs were kneeling on the soft bed, her hands still hooked around Si Ling Gu Yun's sturdy waist, her eyes shining brightly and staring straight at Si Ling Gu Yun, both joyful and serious as she urged: "Gu Yun, let's make love again!"

  Si Ling's body suddenly tensed up, almost nodding his head down.

  Tang Nian still didn't know the danger, and with her slender body tightly leaning against him, she licked the moisture on her lips and asked in confusion: "Isn't it good? Doesn't Gu Hu think it's comfortable?"

  Tang Nian's heart was filled with joy, and she couldn't help but think of the words Wei Zhi said last night. After their first time together, she had boldly made a list of demands to Si Ling Gu Yun, who had gently agreed to each one, making her feel like her heart was overflowing with happiness, a feeling she had never experienced before.

  Isn't it bad?

  Doesn't feel comfortable?

  Listening to this question, looking at Tang Nian's expression of "help yourself", Si Ling Gu's whole body was on fire, his eyes were deep and profound like a ferocious beast hidden in the depths.

  Good! Very good!?

  Comfortable! Very comfortable!

  It can't even be described as comfortable anymore.

  That bone-penetrating, soul-stirring flavor made him lose his rationality, leaving only a belly full of madness, wanting to dismember the person in front of him and swallow them whole, merging flesh and blood.

  "Hmm." In a daze, Ciling Guhong suddenly realized that his body had undergone another uncontrollable change, and the thin silk robe was completely unable to cover up the high bulge.

  "Gong Hong also likes, wants." Tang Nian's senses were extremely sharp, and she discovered the change in Si Ling Gong Hong. She naturally climbed onto his body, her plump and upright buttocks proudly sitting on him, causing both of their bodies to tremble. Tang Nian's eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at Si Ling Gong Hong with a gentle expression, softly saying: "Gong Hong, give it to me."

  This woman, who has a poetic and picturesque appearance in the eyes of others, is mostly calm and composed, or like a child, laughing, angry, or dissatisfied, all straightforward and unhidden. But at this moment on the bed, she is like a seductress, unrestrainedly tempting and begging, her black hair pouring down her white back, black and white intertwined, as if outlining an absolute beauty.

  "Ah." The low, husky voice was like a sigh, the scorching breath seeming to be roasted out by the ball of fire in his dantian. Cui Ling Yu's eyes were deeply brewing with an unresolvable whirlpool, and as his robes opened, without this layer of obstruction, the two fit together seamlessly, smoothly joining as one, just like last night's lingering warmth.

  The dual cultivation technique that originated from Lü Jing's transmission began to circulate, and a white light flashed before her eyes. A vast expanse of whiteness enveloped her, filled with a warmth akin to the heavens, causing all her sharp outer shells to crumble. She couldn't help but open herself up completely, without any reserve. The feeling was Ci Ling's deep affection for her, far heavier than his usual simple liking, far more vast than his usual gentle smile, and far more intense than his usual tender care.

  That's what Lü Lü said about their hearts being as one.

  Compared to the ultimate physical pleasure, Tang Nian was more greedy for the comfort and warmth of her soul.

  The fusion of their minds, made her clearly not understand, yet somehow she understood. This was Si Ling Gu's love for her, vast as the ocean, tolerant and turbulent, intense and introspective, a deep and pure emotion without any impurities.

  "Lonely goose, lonely goose, lonely goose... you are mine!" Tang Nian's eyes were bright and clear, yet slightly dazed, but she still gazed through the rippling water at Si Si Ling's face, with a deep and serious expression, her possessive desire plain to see.

  "Yes, I am Nian's."

  Suddenly, I heard the soft and muffled voice of Si Ling's lonely goose, gentle and inclusive, sincere and devout.

  Like Tang Nian, Si Ling Gu also felt Tang Nian's spirit, feeling her joy and sincerity, unease and dependence.

  The two of them fit together as if they were born to be, and with this most intimate act, what drew closer was not only their hearts but also their indomitable souls.

  A low hum, Cui Ling Gu Yun hugged Tang Nian Nian who was limp in his arms.

  Tang Nian's hand was still clutching his single-layer robe, her eyes still in a dazed and bewildered state.