He planned to go see his son, and of course, the famous Ji Fa's wife as well!
Because Yi Jiang had borne a son, even though Ji Fa was dead, her status in the Marquis's Mansion remained extremely high.
Many maidservants attended to her.
One day, Yi Jiang felt somewhat uneasy.
So she had her servants take her son—the young child Xiao Long had fathered with Pan Di, whom Ji Fa had taken in—away to be properly cared for.
As for herself, she went to rest.
After undressing and preparing to sleep,
she saw a man standing behind her in the mirror!
Yi Jiang was terrified.
She wanted to cry out for help, but Xiao Long covered her mouth, leaving her unable to make a sound.
"Madam, do you still remember who I am?"
Xiao Long said to Yi Jiang with a wicked smile.
He still could not forget how wanton the queen of Zhou, who would later become the mother of the realm, had looked in bed.
"It's you..."
At Xiao Long's reminder, Yi Jiang remembered everything at once.
Wasn't this the man who had tormented her half to death that time, the real father of the child she had borne?
"It is. It seems Madam remembers. Considering that Madam's husband is dead, I knew you must be unbearably lonely, so I came especially to comfort you properly."
Xiao Long breathed hot air against Yi Jiang's earlobe.
Yi Jiang's entire body went limp.
Because she had already recalled the scene of this man's powerful body wildly ravaging her.
But how could someone of her noble birth so easily submit to Xiao Long?
So she forced herself to speak.
"Hmph! What do you take me for?"
"I take Madam for a woman—a lonely woman who needs my comfort!"
Xiao Long