After Jiang Siming moved into Little Bamboo Peak, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He completely let himself go, taking his three darling wives to his courtyard every night to indulge in passion and revelry.
What a wonderful life this was.
Jiang Siming even deliberately stopped going to Moon Gazing Platform.
Shuiyue, who had already grown accustomed to chatting and going on dates with Jiang Siming there, became angry and aggrieved after not seeing him for several days.
That fellow Jiang Siming had only just moved into her Little Bamboo Peak, yet he skipped out on her every day.
Unable to bear it any longer, Shuiyue finally couldn't hold back on the fourth night and took the initiative to seek out Jiang Siming.
As for the oath she had once sworn to Jiang Siming, she selectively forgot about it.
Had she said that? What had she said? She hadn't said anything at all. That was how it was.
After sneaking into Jiang Siming's courtyard, Shuiyue wanted to spy on what he was doing.
She figured he might truly be in secluded cultivation, which was why he had stood her up.
After all, Jiang Siming's cultivation had advanced so quickly. He must have been cultivating extremely diligently.
Perhaps he was cultivating techniques with his three beloved disciples.
But who could have known that the moment she reached the outside of the room, she would hear the seductive sounds coming from within?
Unable to resist her curiosity, she quietly entered the room, opened the bedroom door a crack, and peeped inside.
At a glance, Shuiyue saw the same scene she had witnessed in the wardrobe at Tongtian Peak. Her face flushed scarlet, burning hot with embarrassment.
"This—this shameless lecher! Bah! What a disgrace! He has a dao companion,