Three Wives and Four Concubines in the Dream of the Red Chamber

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"Master is back!"

Gu Yu took one hand in each of theirs and walked into the room with a smile. The two maids naturally smelled the scent of wine on him and hurriedly made arrangements to cook a hangover soup.

There was a very important event coming up, so Gu Yu didn't dare to be careless. What if she got drunk and hurt someone? So she could only obediently enjoy their services.

As soon as Gu Yu sat down inside, she saw the poetry collection spread out on the table and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Xiang Ling, who was wringing out a handkerchief as she walked over.

"Xiang Ling?"

"Sir~ I...I'm not watching anything right now!"

Unfortunately, her rosy cheeks were utterly unconvincing. Gu Yu snorted twice, made a mental note of it, and after finishing the hangover soup, sat for a while before standing up, looking refreshed, and saying:

"Don't wait for me tonight! I have something important to do."

Chapter Ninety-Four: Is this a transgression before the Buddha's eyes?

Inside the Green Bamboo Nunnery, as the sounds of the night watchwomen gradually faded away, Miaoyu subconsciously tensed up, her breathing becoming more rapid.

Unlike the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and Yihong Courtyard, the old women here find it troublesome and usually only come twice before stopping. Once this trip is over, they consider it done.

After Gu Yu left, Miaoyu finally understood the allusion Gu Yu had used. In Journey to the West, didn't the Bodhi Patriarch give Sun Wukong three blows? Could it be that he meant she had come at midnight? But it was only the first watch of the night…

Lost in her own thoughts for a long time, Miaoyu didn't realize when she had stopped reciting the Buddhist scriptures. She was completely disoriented and began to fall until she swayed and suddenly woke up. The candlelight in front of her seemed to brighten for a moment before dimming again.

"What time is it now...?"

The candles on the candlesticks were much dimmer than before. Miaoyu got up and adjusted the wicks, and the room immediately became much brighter. The Buddha statues and Bodhisattva images in front of her also came to life, as if they were really looking at her with open eyes.

"Amitabha…"

Miaoyu knelt on the prayer mat again, her heart filled with shame. She had been practicing Buddhism for over ten years, but now she couldn't even concentrate on her evening prayers. Could it be that she truly lacked the karmic affinity?

No matter how reluctant she was to give up her years of devotion, now that she had entrusted her heart to her beloved, it was time for her to consider leaving the monastic life...

Just as she was about to get up and go back to her room, not wanting to face this torment, Miaoyu suddenly heard the courtyard gate creak. Her body tensed, her mind went blank, and she didn't even dare to turn her head.

"Could I have misheard?"

After waiting for a while, there was no further sound. Miaoyu couldn't help but want to turn around and look, but she couldn't muster the courage.

In order to create an environment for evening classes, she didn't even set a Western clock in the back room, so she had no idea whether it was time for their agreed meeting. She could only keep her nerves on edge, listening for any possible next sound.

The entire back room was quiet. Miaoyu could only hear her own rapid breathing, which she couldn't suppress. Before long, she was so angry that her face turned red. Finally, she lost her strength and went limp. The next moment, she was embraced and heard a familiar laugh in her ear.

"I'd like to see how long Sister Miaoyu can hold out."

Sure enough, it's him!

Miaoyu finally felt relieved, and the dust had settled, making her feel much lighter. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Then, realizing what had happened, she blushed and tried to straighten up from his embrace.

"Let me go first..."

Gu Yu knelt behind Miao Yu, one hand around her slender waist, the other reaching up to lift her chin and tilt her head, looking into her eyes and smiling:

"Did you just see Sister Miaoyu chanting Buddhist scriptures?"

These words were deliberately meant to provoke her. When he came in, Miaoyu was so nervous that she didn't move. How could she have heard him chanting Buddhist prayers? Miaoyu looked away in shame, but she didn't see the strange look in Gu Yu's eyes.

"I've gotten used to reading it this way..."

I'll be leaving the monastic life soon, then I won't have to study anymore...

Miaoyu only dared to keep the latter part of her words to herself in embarrassment, and had no courage to say them out loud. Gu Yu narrowed his eyes, feeling that he had been right to foresee the truth.

"It seems I really need to take good care of myself. Otherwise, if I keep thinking about vegetarianism and chanting Buddhist prayers all day long, I won't be able to get enough nutrition in the future, and what will I do when I have a baby?"

"In that case—do you know about the Buddhist debate at Baima Temple a few months ago?"

"Know…"

"Do you know that they also call me the Demon Star?"

Miaoyu hesitated and shook her head, thinking that this would make Gu Yu unhappy. She was about to look up and comfort him when the man's warm breath enveloped her, and she never had a chance to say her words again.

"Since you enjoy chanting Buddhist scriptures so much, why don't you come here and help this demon star like me?"

Gu Yu squinted and mischievously stuck out his tongue to lick her delicate earlobe, slowly and deliberately, waiting for Miaoyu's response.

"Uh~!"

Miaoyu felt a chill run down her spine, her eyes widened suddenly, and she felt her heart melt and her body go limp. She breathed softly and collapsed into Gu Yu's arms, no longer having the strength to stand up.

Leaning against Gu Yu's chest, at an angle that perfectly aligned with the Bodhisattva image in front of her, Miao Yu stared blankly at the Bodhisattva she had looked at and worshipped for ten years. Suddenly, she shuddered, her face flushed, and she let out a soft moan. Her slender waist tensed up and trembled uncontrollably.

Smelling the slightly stronger, delicate fragrance in the air, a fiery glint flashed in Gu Yu's eyes. No longer able to restrain himself, he reached out and grasped Miao Yu's two soft mounds. Even through the not-so-thin monk's robe, he could feel their amazing tenderness and elasticity.

"Ugh! Wait a minute! Ugh!"

Miaoyu let out a suppressed moan, weakly reaching out to cover Gu Yu's slowly moving hand. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and it took her a long time to manage to utter a single sentence:

"Ugh~! No~ Ah~!... Please~ Ugh~ Let's go back to the room... No~ Ugh~ Not here~!"

Why not here?

Gu Yu responded casually to her words, but a hint of dissatisfaction still flashed in her eyes. She suddenly pressed down on the hardened nipples through her clothes a few times, as if trying to flatten them, and then turned them around heavily a few times.

"Woo~!!"

Miaoyu's intense reaction was completely contained by him, who, thankfully, had the conscience not to continue stimulating her. He gently soothed her until her orgasm subsided before continuing:

"Does Miss Miaoyu feel that it is disrespectful to the Bodhisattva she worships here? I have heard that when the Buddha cut off his own flesh to feed the eagle, no one said it was bloody. Now that you are sacrificing yourself to save me, this demon star, how could the Bodhisattva blame you for being disrespectful?"

"No, no, no!"

Miaoyu blushed, as if she understood why Gu Yu was secretly unhappy. Could it be that he was even jealous of the Bodhisattva? But she wasn't blaming him; she was just embarrassed!

Unfortunately, she was destined never to say those words. The next moment, Gu Yu leaned over and kissed her cherry lips, forcefully pressing his teeth against her pearly teeth, wantonly teasing her tender tongue, silencing all her words.

In the brightly lit hall, Miaoyu's clothes were stripped off one by one, completely exposing the young girl's fair and slender body. Gu Yu stared intently for a while, then finally came to his senses and smiled:

"It seems Sister Miaoyu's cultivation level is still insufficient; she has so much—"

"say no more!"

Miaoyu's face flushed red. With her last bit of strength, she raised her hand and touched Gu Yu's lips, but then she had no strength left.

This was the first time they had been so open with each other, the first time she had been so verbally teased and physically harassed. The dampness beneath her and the shame caused by the image of the Bodhisattva in the main hall completely robbed Miaoyu of her ability to think, leaving her completely at Gu Yu's mercy.

Gazing at the beautiful girl in his arms, Gu Yu revealed a mischievous smile and said meaningfully:

"Okay, I won't say anything more, just listen to me..."

The next moment, Gu Yu lowered his head and directly bit the girl's nipple, teasing the jade bead in his mouth with a biting and licking motion, thus completely opening the curtain on the great battle...

……

"I wonder if the young lady is asleep?"

The maid who was ordered by Miaoyu to keep watch and add oil at the main temple was dozing off with her chin resting on her hand. It was said that the young master Yu had asked his young lady to perform a ritual, so she had to come here every hour to burn scriptures and offer oil. The young lady herself was chanting scriptures and praying for blessings. She wondered why she was working so hard.

Chapter Ninety-Five: A Decisive Breakthrough

"It's so beautiful..."

Gu Yu laid Miaoyu down on the futon and carefully observed the girl's most private honey hole. Watching it tremble slightly as it released its nectar, he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke it with his finger, eliciting an even more intense reaction from the girl.

Unlike her sisters, Miaoyu's vulva appears shallower; with only two thin petals slightly parted, the small opening can be clearly seen.

Gu Yu wanted to finish quickly and couldn't bear to see Miao Yu cold and naked. He didn't bother with teasing her slowly and didn't even take off her stockings before holding Miao Yu in his arms.

"Good sister... open your eyes and look, what is that Bodhisattva sitting on?"

Hearing the warm, soft laughter in her ear, Miaoyu blushed deeply and looked up with extreme shame. Gu Yu clearly felt the wonderful spot pressed against her thigh contract again, overflowing with honey-like fluid.

"It's...it's a lotus platform...um~"

Gu Yu slowly adjusted their positions, letting her long legs wrap around his waist, gently lifting her shapely buttocks and rubbing them lightly against his groin, while his words diverted Miao Yu's attention:

"So Guanyin sits on a lotus... Now that my dear sister is going to subdue this demon star like me, why don't you also learn from Guanyin's lotus-sitting posture?"

"Hmm... Guanyin sitting on a lotus...? I've subdued the Heavenly Demon Star..."

After Miaoyu was changed to a position where she was wrapped around Gu Yu's waist, she had already been lying motionless in his arms. Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the portrait she had been looking at for so many years.

Looking at the Bodhisattva's seated posture, Miaoyu felt a sudden shock in her heart. The intense stimulation, shame, and excitement almost made her faint instantly, leaving her completely unaware of her surroundings.

"Guanyin sitting on a lotus... I'm subduing demons and monsters... Ah~!"

Gu Yu seized the opportunity and pushed hard, finally squeezing open the small hole. It suddenly expanded more than ten times the size of a little fingertip, causing Miao Yu to cry out in pain and burst into tears.

"It's alright... This is a necessary trial... Even Buddha suffered the pain of cutting off his own flesh..."

Gu Yu supported Miao Yu's upturned buttocks to control the pace, preventing himself from penetrating her completely. He comforted the aching girl, kissing her lips and teeth affectionately to help her relax.

Miaoyu gasped for breath through her tear-filled eyes, feeling as if her entire lower body had been cleaved open by an axe, the pain so intense that she lost all feeling and could not move.

"It's so tight..."

Feeling the tight grip of the girl's body, Gu Yu had the illusion that even if he let go, he wouldn't be able to sit down. Fortunately, he managed to suppress the urge and silently enjoyed the faint sucking sensation.

However, out of Miaoyu's sight, Gu Yu took out a handkerchief from her clothes, lightly dabbed a few plum blossoms on it, and then stuffed it back into the handkerchief.

After an unknown amount of time, the delicate body in her arms softened, and Miaoyu exhaled, her expression showing much relief.

Gu Yu keenly noticed her change, chuckled, and teased:

"Congratulations, Sister Miaoyu, on overcoming this difficult time!"

"You're still joking!"

Miaoyu blushed and glared at him. This much time had been enough for her to come to her senses. She couldn't help but spit inwardly, wondering how she had been so bewitched and allowed to be fooled by his nonsense.

Now that he had recovered, Gu Yu stopped holding back and gradually loosened his grip, allowing her to sit down and penetrate even deeper.

"Ah~!"

The hot, tight flower path was thoroughly trampled, and before Miaoyu could react, a soft, seductive moan escaped her lips, echoing in the room and startling herself.

"Don't move~ Waaah~..."

Miaoyu listened to the surrounding noises with a tense and fearful expression, afraid that someone would hear and come to ask questions. Gu Yu was not in a hurry to start enjoying himself, but just smiled and climbed up to knead her soft breasts, saying:

"Why are you not afraid when you're calling out, but become afraid after you've finished?"

Miaoyu felt the heat rising to her throat, her body trembling uncontrollably. She didn't even have time to block the large hand that was playing tricks on her chest, let alone argue with him. She just blushed and moaned softly, letting Gu Yu's hand ravage her.

"Dear sister...are you comfortable?"

Even though he couldn't fully utilize his abilities on this futon, Gu Yu insisted on taking Miaoyu here. This wasn't just a perverse pleasure; he was genuinely "jealous."

Even if it's just a spiritual sustenance, no god or Buddha can have a place for Gu Yu's woman!

Miaoyu buried herself in his arms, her hot breath brushing against Gu Yu's neck, but she didn't have such a passionate attitude. After hearing Gu Yu's words, she only hugged him a little tighter, too shy to say a word.

Gu Yu wasn't going to indulge her. He came here today precisely to help her let go completely. Otherwise, wouldn't it have been better to have a perfect first experience in bed from head to toe? He was sacrificing himself for her!

"Ooh!"

The next moment, Gu Yu held Miaoyu tightly around the waist, and his hips suddenly sped up. The violent impact caused her flower path to splatter with nectar, making a squelching sound. She couldn't help but tilt her head back and groan.

"Good sister~ Whew~... Are you feeling comfortable?"

Gu Yu pressed down hard on Miao Yu's slender waist, making it impossible for her to break free. His thick, hot penis would sometimes thrust rapidly, and sometimes grind against her clitoris. Honey would flow continuously from her moist, hot flower path, rewarding the hardworking woman.

Although he felt sorry for her delicate body as it was her first time, even though he tried his best to suppress the urge to assault her, this experience was still too much for Miaoyu to bear. In just a few breaths, Miaoyu's face flushed red and she gave in, unable to maintain her previous silence any longer.

"No~ No~ Ah~!... Hmm~ Ah..."

Gu Yu took the opportunity to ask her twice more, but seeing that she was still ashamed and unwilling to answer, he couldn't help but hug her soft body and stand up directly. He walked straight to the portrait and, like a child being held to urinate, aimed the nectar at her and slightly increased the speed.

Miaoyu's soft body trembled from the impact. As her beautiful eyes opened and closed, she suddenly saw the Bodhisattva in front of her. Under the intense stimulation, she finally let out a cry. Gu Yu felt that the tender flesh in the tight flower path suddenly made a desperate counterattack, tightly gripping his dragon.

The two were joined together as if rooted to each other, without any gaps, squeezing out all the lubricating nectar inside, spraying it in front of the Bodhisattva, almost splashing it.

"Waaaaah~! My husband~ Ah~!..."

Acting this way in front of the Bodhisattva she had worshipped for many years, Miaoyu's composure was finally destroyed. Her moans became increasingly soft and seductive as she was genuinely intoxicated by this blissful feeling.

Gu Yu naturally sensed her change and breathed a sigh of relief. He then excitedly began to enjoy his spoils, placing her back on the futon and thrusting into her from behind without any hesitation, moving rhythmically with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

"If Sister Miaoyu is feeling good, then moan out. Otherwise, I don't know whether I should stop, hmm?"

"Waaah~ Mmm~! So beautiful~ Hmm~... Ah~ Gently~! No... No... Faster~ Mmm...!"