Deceiving Heaven and Crossing the Sea

Song Qingshu was momentarily stunned by Huang Rong's actions, but he assumed it was Madam Tang being overwhelmed by passion. Warmth welled up in his heart as he raised his head and followed the motion to kiss the red lips beside him.

Scenes flashed through her mind as she recalled their first meeting in Jingzhou Prefecture. Back then, she had been the lofty Sect Leader Huang, the Madam Guo revered and beloved by countless people, while he had merely been an obscure young man. The only thing that had left a deep impression on her was his clear gaze, but that was all. How could she have imagined then that one day she would be pinned beneath him and bullied at his whim?

Huang Rong also recalled how, in the cave during the Golden Snake Assembly, the two of them had joined forces to deceive Ouyang Feng and nearly let the act become real.

Was this all fate? Huang Rong felt utterly lost. She had struggled to preserve her chastity through so many crises, only to have that man finally enter her once-pure body.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong leaned against the headboard and watched the man sleeping beside her, her cheeks burning red. She knew Song Qingshu's martial arts were extraordinarily high. Unless she exhausted his strength and put him into a deep sleep, it would be impossible to switch Madam Tang back afterward. Thus, she had nearly used every trick at her disposal to cling to him.

"What a beast!"

Huang Rong spat inwardly, but this was no time to dwell on that. Seeing that Song Qingshu had finally fallen asleep, she hurriedly slipped out of bed. The moment her feet touched the floor, her legs suddenly went weak, and she nearly toppled over headfirst.