AWB Chapter 112 Who is the oriole?
Chapter 112 Who is the oriole?
When Lan'er heard this, she didn't know what was written on the note that had given their master such great enthusiasm. I quickly composed myself, found the most beautiful jewelry and clothes from the dowry, and dressed him up nicely.
After getting ready to leave, he ordered someone to summon all the officials and attendants. He now exuded an air of authority, and his eyes became sharp.
"Listen up, all of you. I didn't care about you before, but from now on, whatever happens in the front yard, I'll call the shots in the back yard!"
He was a nobody, so how could anyone talk back to him? Even if the head of the family disliked him, he still held the title of a master of ceremonies.
Those people knelt down and nodded repeatedly, none daring to disobey. That evening, Wu Chenyue still went to Sima Lingyu's room, where he was already sitting and waiting for her, something that had never happened before.
Standing on either side of the bed were her favorite male officials, because they were quite large.
"What kind of northwest wind is blowing today? My husband is actually waiting for me here obediently?"
"Your Highness, I was ignorant before, but today you have enlightened me. A married woman must obey her husband. I was ignorant before. You are Lingyu, aren't you? Chengye!"
Her eyes were sparkling, and she held a glass of wine in her hand, offering it to him with her beautiful eyes full of affection.
"So you can be quite charming when you're being self-deprecating, I like it." She held the wine glass in her teeth, and Sima Lingyu held the glass in her hand and fed it to her.
She was quite happy today. With a wave of her hand, she dismissed all the officials, leaving only the two of them in the room. Sima Lingyu sat down on the bed and patted the empty seat next to her: "Chengye, would you like to sit here?"
Her eyes were somewhat dazed, and she sat down as if possessed, hugging Sima Lingyu and burying her head in his neck. A chill ran through him, but he endured it for the sake of the future.
Instead of the usual raging storm, this night was filled with a gentle, lingering drizzle. Wu Chengye agreed with him and then fell asleep.
She slept well that night, a rare occurrence. When she woke up, she found the person next to her still fast asleep. Seeing the light red and purplish-red marks on his body, she felt a pang of guilt for a moment.
But she had to be wary. Why did Sima Lingyu become so obedient after meeting Sima Lingchuan? Was there something fishy going on? But she could sense that there was nothing strange about their intercourse last night.
Just then, a figure emerged from the shadows: "Huang Ziliang has gone out. Should we arrange for those men to go?"
"Go! Ideally, push him to the brink, but don't touch him!"
The man disappeared again. Huang Ziliang, carrying a basket, walked out of the city. Perhaps there was no food left at home, and he was going to dig some wild vegetables outside the city.
He did this on purpose. There are too many people and too many eyes in the city, and if something unpleasant gets out, it will be difficult to deal with. There are fewer people outside the city.
He didn't take a carriage; he walked all the way to the outskirts of the city. The people following him were no more than a hundred paces away. He kept looking back as he walked, pretending to be in a hurry. Wu Chengye was, of course, on his way as well.
Finally reaching the outskirts of the city, Huang Ziliang squatted down, seemingly trying to avoid the people who were following him. There were four or five of those slovenly thugs, who were tapping the bushes with sticks in their hands.
"I just saw that beauty around here, how could she have disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
"Girls, search around there!"
Huang Ziliang deliberately stepped on a dry branch, making a cracking sound to attract everyone's attention.
At that moment, his veil was hooked off a tree branch, revealing a face that was so handsome it was captivating. The men's eyes lit up when they saw him; they never expected to be hired to do such a good deed.
They threw away their sticks, rubbed their hands together, and stepped forward, letting out lewd chuckles, their eyes gleaming with a lustful light.
Huang Ziliang grabbed a tree branch from the ground and pointed it at them: "What do you think you're doing? In broad daylight!"
"Don't you see there's no one around? You're a beautiful woman, why are you walking alone towards the outskirts of the city? We're watching you, afraid you'll get hurt, to protect you!"
"Hehe, yeah, why are you hiding from us?"
"Don't come any closer, or I'll scream!"
"Hahaha, ladies, he's going to call for help! Are we scared? Do you think we're scared?!"
"Oh dear, we're so scared! Shout, shout louder!"
Huang Ziliang glanced around, stood up, held a tree branch, stared at them, and slowly backed away. The group of people closed in until they surrounded him.
"Run, beauty, run!"
"Don't come any closer!" Huang Ziliang frantically waved the tree branch. At this moment, the people protecting her were about to make their move in the shadows. He shook his head at the distance.
They stepped forward, and the leader immediately began to grope him, pulling at his clothes, lifting his hair, and even bringing his nose close to smell him: "This little beauty smells so good!"
Huang Ziliang poked her eye directly with a tree branch, frowning. Touch him? He wouldn't hold back.
A scream suddenly came from the woods. Wu Chengye, who was in the distance, quickened his pace. He had told them not to touch him, so why was there such a scream?
The leader covered his bleeding eye, no longer caring about his superiors' orders. He was disfigured, and he didn't care who this beautiful woman was!
"Get him! Strip him naked, then we'll take turns with him before throwing him into the alley!"
Hearing their leader speak like that, what were they waiting for? They groped him, tearing his outer shirt to shreds. Huang Ziliang trembled all over; he didn't want to recall that feeling again.
He went berserk and started hitting them with tree branches, but the strong and capable woman snatched the branches from his hands in a few moves, broke them in two with her knees, and threw them hard to the ground.
Huang Ziliang could only desperately try to protect his face. Everything else was real, but this was also fake. So he could only shout, "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the authorities?"
"Report to the authorities! Even if you die here, no one will know!"
His sleeves were torn to shreds, revealing two snow-white arms. He tightly covered the rest of his clothing, but they did not stop.
Instead, they laughed louder and louder, as if the more he protected them and the more they resisted, the more excited they became.
"You're such a beautiful girl, your skin is so white! Let me touch it!"
"Your fingers smell so good, let me kiss them!"
Wu Chengye was becoming more and more handsome, and she could hear these filthy words reaching her ears. She took a few steps forward and delivered a flying spinning kick, sweeping all those people to the ground.
Huang Ziliang was still crying with his eyes closed, covering himself with his tattered clothes, curled up in a ball, his eyes half-closed, only seeing the blurry images of fighting, until the screams stopped.
Huang Ziliang just squatted there and sobbed. When he felt Wu Chengye approaching, he waved his hands to cover his face, saying, "No, don't touch me, don't come any closer!"