The women all carefully retreated, and Qing Niang, who was walking last, hesitated briefly before gently closing the door. Eighteen fox maidens guarded the area, while Gui Ji and others, exhausted, returned to their rooms. Only Shi’er silently approached her mother’s side.
“Mother, why did you leave the third young master in the lady’s room?”
The Fox Queen was unsurprised by Shi’er’s perceptiveness. She instinctively glanced around, then gestured for quiet before whispering with a grin, “Dear child, Mother’s doing this is for everyone’s good! Think, if Shuling still held those stubborn human notions, would she allow us fox spirits to stay near the master? Only when she and the master… hehehe, can we all enjoy good days ahead!”
A swirl of mist surrounded Xuanfu, and exquisite jade-like breasts appeared in midair. “Hmm, Mother makes a point, but if we scheme like this, won’t the lady and third young master blame us later?”
“Giggles… Shi’er, don’t you want to see some exciting drama?”
“Chuckles… Mother sees right through my thoughts again!”
This pair of fox demon mother and daughter laughed like blooming flowers, their uniquely audacious fox-like manner adding a sensual atmosphere to the Qiao household.
“Umm…”
A long, soft moan echoed from within the gauze canopy as Shuling, the Lady Qiao, slowly opened her eyes. Her mind stirred, and immediately sharp pain mixed with weakness surged into her consciousness; although the deadly crisis had passed, the fire poison wouldn’t dissipate in just a day or two – after all, she wasn’t born with the Ten Yang Body!
Her beautiful eyes refocused, the haze clearing rapidly to reveal a familiar yet unfamiliar face. She naturally knew Qiao San’s face intimately, but the Qiao San sleeping before her felt foreign. Without his wild, unrestrained energy or his usual roguish charm, the current Qiao San appeared serene and innocent. For a moment, Shuling’s gaze wavered as if seeing her childhood Xiao Qiao snuggling affectionately in her arms.
With this subtle shift in thought, the anger in the mature beauty’s eyes transformed into gentle joy. Waves of maternal love and tenderness surged within her, and instinctively she wanted to smooth Xiao Qiao’s disheveled hair.
Her jade-like hand paused midway, reality crashing into Shuling’s mind. The illusory Xiao Qiao rapidly aged in her thoughts, the adorable child transforming into a mischievous rascal, the scholar becoming a rogue. The fully revived Lady Qiao could only sigh deeply at fate’s cruel joke, “Ah…”
Before her lament about heaven’s cruel games could fade, Qiao San blissfully awoke from his slumber. Instinctively stretching his limbs, he immediately touched something soft. The rogue turned his head and met his mother’s calm gaze head-on.
“Ahh, Mother, I…” Lightning struck his mind, and Qiao San became an awkward fool once more.
“Son, you did this to help your mother recover. Don’t blame yourself needlessly.”
Unexpectedly, Lady Qiao actually defended Qiao San. Changing the subject, she revealed her true intention, “Son, you’ve probably guessed too – the Ghost Sutra has the power of rebirth. Your mother has truly returned to life now. The previous Shuling was just an illusion, never truly existed. What your mother wants to tell you is that you must distinguish between your mother and Shuling. Do you understand?”
Qiao San indeed pondered carefully before gazing at Lady Qiao’s classical beauty. After a long while, he obediently replied, “Mother, I understand!”
With that said, Lady Qiao’s heart, which had been anxiously burdened, should have felt relieved. However, to her surprise, her son added an unnecessary sentence.
“Mother, I understand now – those past deeds were done by Shuling, not you!”
“Mm!” A blush of shame and indignation instantly spread across Shuling’s pale cheeks. Their past together couldn’t possibly be described as merely “helping.” A flash of crimson memory passed by, and Lady Qiao had no choice but to assume a mother’s authority to scold him.
Heaven and earth bear witness – Qiao San truly hadn’t intended to embarrass his mother, but regret came too late. With no other choice, he slunk out the door in disgrace.
The women cautiously retreated one by one, with Lady Qing, who was the last to leave, hesitating slightly before gently closing the door behind her. The eighteen fox maidens stood guard around, while the ghostly ladies, exhausted, returned to their rooms. Only Twelve silently approached the queen mother.
“Mother, why did you keep the third young master in the lady’s chamber?”
The Fox Queen was not surprised by Twelve’s cleverness. She instinctively glanced around, gestured for Twelve to be quiet, and then chuckled in response, “Child, it’s all for the greater good! Think about it, if the Book Spirit still held onto the rigid human notions, would she allow us fox spirits to stay by our master’s side? Only if she and the master… hehe, then we can have a good life!”
A swirl of mist surrounded the Mystic Fox, and a piece of exquisite jade milk appeared out of thin air. “Hmm, mother makes a point, but with such a scheme, won’t the lady and the third young master blame us later?”
“Hehe… Twelve, don’t you want to watch a good show?”
“Heehee… Mother has seen through my thoughts!”
The pair of fox mother and daughter laughed like blooming flowers, their unique fox-like indulgence adding a touch of allure to the Qiao residence.
“Mmm…”
A long, low moan echoed within the gauze curtains as the Book Spirit, Lady Qiao, slowly opened her eyes. With a shift in her thoughts, intense pain accompanied by weakness pierced her mind. Although the deadly crisis had passed, the fire poison was not something that could be resolved in a day or two, especially since she was not of the Ten Suns constitution!
Her beautiful eyes turned, and the haze in Lady Qiao’s eyes quickly dissipated. A familiar yet unfamiliar face came into her view.
She was naturally very familiar with Qiao San’s face, but the sleeping Qiao San felt strange to her. Gone was the wild, untamed spirit, and the unrestrained recklessness was hidden. At this moment, Qiao San looked serene and innocent, and for a fleeting moment, the Book Spirit’s gaze faltered, as if she saw the young Qiao Sheng in her arms, acting spoiled.
With a subtle shift in her thoughts, the mature beauty’s eyes turned from anger to gentle joy, and waves of maternal love and tenderness surged. She couldn’t help but want to smooth out the disheveled hair of the young Qiao Sheng.
Her jade hand withdrew midway as reality struck the Book Spirit’s heart. The illusory young Qiao Sheng rapidly grew up, cuteness turning into rascality, the scholar transforming into a rogue. The fully reborn Lady Qiao couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh, “Ah…”
Before the lament of fate’s trickery could fade, Qiao San woke up beautifully from his sleep. With a habitual stretch of his limbs, he immediately touched something soft. The rogue turned his head and met his mother’s calm gaze.
“Ah, mother, I…” A lightning bolt struck his mind, and Qiao San turned into a bumbling fool again.
“Sheng’er, you were helping mother heal. Don’t blame yourself unnecessarily.”
Surprisingly, Lady Qiao took the initiative to exonerate Qiao San. With a shift in her tone, she revealed her true intention, “Sheng’er, you probably guessed it too. The Ghost Scripture has the power of rebirth. Mother is now revived. The previous Book Spirit was just an illusion, non-existent. What mother wants to tell you is to separate mother from the Book Spirit. Do you understand?”
Qiao San really had to think carefully for a moment, then gazed at Lady Qiao’s classical jade-like face for a while before obediently responding, “Mother, Sheng’er understands!”
With that, the heavy stone of anxiety in Lady Qiao’s heart was lifted, but unexpectedly, her son added an unnecessary remark.
“Mother, son understands. Those things in the past were done by the Book Spirit, not you!”
“Ah!” A blush of shame and anger instantly spread across the Book Spirit’s pale cheeks. The past between her and Qiao San was far more than just “helping.” A flash of crimson memories passed, and Lady Qiao couldn’t help but assert her maternal authority with a stern reprimand.
In all honesty, Qiao San didn’t mean to embarrass his mother, but it was too late for regrets. He could only slink out of the room in disgrace.
“Ah!” Lady Qiao was both amused and exasperated. Watching Qiao San’s disheveled figure retreating, she shook her head helplessly, then suddenly froze, involuntarily pondering, “Can Sheng’er truly forget the past?!”
“Sigh!” At the same moment, the rogue outside was also sighing deeply, his heart swirling with a similar question: Can mother really forget everything from before?!
Although both Lady Qiao and Qiao San intended to avoid it, the healing process was inevitable. Ambiguity and awkwardness would cycle once every day without fail.
“Mother, please lie down.”
Qiao San’s expression was a mix of light and dark. Looking at the graceful curves lying before him, he couldn’t and dared not entertain any improper thoughts.
“Hmm, Sheng’er, mother feels the fire poison has lessened a bit today. Don’t be nervous; just treat mother as an ordinary patient.”
Lady Qiao spoke calmly, but the slight tremble in her fingers completely betrayed her emotions. The mature beauty’s well-proportioned body lay prone on the bed. Since the meridians had to be pushed and the channels cleared, she couldn’t wear too many clothes. She was only in her undergarments, and the copper mirror clearly reflected the undulating curves of her full figure.
“Mother, to completely clear the earth fire poison, we must push the meridians and clear the channels. I will… begin now?”
Qiao San’s hand lifted several times but withdrew midway each time, and Lady Qiao suddenly fell silent. Mother and son had unwittingly entered a spiritual realm, each lost in their own thoughts, not returning from their memories for a long time.
The nine days of thunderous passion in the inn, the wild and intense entanglement in the palace’s underground—though the Book Spirit and Qiao San had never truly been intimate, they were no strangers to each other’s bodies.
Ah… Such is fate, the whims of destiny! The Book Spirit had transformed into a real woman, but she was, of all people, Qiao San’s mother.
The awkward silence was utterly unbearable, yet the vile demon fire poison served one useful purpose. As the狂暴的力量侵蚀 Lady Qiao’s internal organs, a muffled groan finally provided Qiao San with a solid reason to take action.
“Mother, today I will first remove the poison from the meridians in your arm. Please forgive me!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, Qiao San’s palm had already landed on Lady Qiao’s shoulder. His stiff hand applied too much force, actually producing a slapping sound.
Lady Qiao’s figure was slender yet not emaciated. As Qiao San’s palm pressed down, before his magical power could emanate from his hand, a strand of soft and delicate energy swiftly infiltrated his palm.
“Mmm!” Almost at the same moment, both the rogue son’s mouth and the beautiful mother’s heart let out a sigh.
Time was but a fleeting moment, yet myriad thoughts surged through the hearts of mother and son. Though they were no strangers to each other, even the most thrilling and intimate actions of the past paled in comparison to the heart-stopping intensity of this moment.
So, pleasure is truly controlled by the heart. So—taboos are indeed invincible!
“Hush!” At the same moment, the rogue outside was also sighing deeply in his heart, similarly wondering: “Can Mother truly forget everything that happened before?!”
Though both mother and son wished to avoid it, the healing process was unavoidable. Each day brought its cycle of awkwardness and intimacy.
“Mother, please lie down properly!”
Qiao San’s expression was ever-changing. Looking at the alluring curves before him, he couldn’t and dared not have any improper thoughts.
“Yes, Son, today I feel the fire poison has receded slightly. Don’t be nervous – just treat your mother as an ordinary patient.”
Lady Qiao spoke calmly, but the slight tremble of her fingers completely exposed her inner feelings. The mature beauty lay on the bed with effort, unable to wear too many clothes during the meridian treatment. Now dressed only in her undergarments, the copper mirror nearby clearly reflected the gentle rise and fall of her full curves.
“Mother, to completely eliminate the earth fire poison, I must work through the meridians. Son will begin now?”
Qiao San raised his palm several times, but each time he withdrew midway. At the same time, Lady Qiao suddenly fell silent. Mother and son simultaneously entered their inner worlds, their thoughts swirling endlessly, lingering in memories without returning.
The nine days of thunder and lightning at the inn, the wild entanglement beneath the palace – though Shuling and Qiao San hadn’t truly consummated their relationship, they were certainly intimately familiar with each other’s bodies.
Alas… such is fate, such is heaven’s cruel joke! Shuling had become a true woman, yet she had become Qiao San’s mother.
This silent embarrassment was unbearable. Fortunately, the cursed Tian Yao fire poison had one redeeming quality – when the wild energy invaded Lady Qiao’s internal organs, her pained groan finally gave Qiao San the resolve to act decisively.
“Mother, today I’ll start by removing the poison from your arm meridians. I’ll proceed now!”
Before his words finished, Qiao San’s palm had already landed on Lady Qiao’s shoulder. His stiff hand applied too much force, creating a distinct slapping sound.
Though slender, Lady Qiao’s figure was delicate rather than bony. When Qiao San’s palm pressed downward, before his spiritual energy could emerge, a subtle, soft sensation unexpectedly seeped into his palm first.
“Umm!” Almost simultaneously, a sigh escaped from the rogue son’s mouth and the beauty mother’s heart.
Though merely an instant in time, countless thoughts surged between the two. They were no strangers to physical contact, yet even their most intimate and thrilling moments hadn’t compared to this heart-stopping moment.
So this was true pleasure controlled by the mind. Indeed… taboos truly possessed unmatched power!
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