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

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Before she could finish speaking, Daiyu saw Gu Yu quickly strip herself naked and was about to come in with a grin. She finally realized that Gu Yu was teasing her.

But she was completely naked in the bathtub and had nowhere to run. She only had time to let out a coquettish cry before the two of them were both submerged naked in the tub. Daiyu was then kissed, silencing her moans...

After being held in Gu Yu's arms and fed by him, Daiyu finished her meal. As soon as she finished digesting, Gu Yu impatiently carried her back into the room.

Rainy days usually bring sorrow, or at the very least, they bring Daiyu a great sense of peace and even a touch of sleepiness. But today, the torrential rain outside seemed like a drumbeat to cheer her on, making Daiyu's heart pound uncontrollably.

Her first bath with Gu Yu had already left a deep impression on her, and now the sensation of Gu Yu's teeth brushing against her toes made her tremble unconsciously.

Feet, as an absolutely private area, always give people strong hints and fantasies. Moreover, as a sensitive area for most women, the dual suggestion of touch and psychology is no less than actual intercourse.

When Gu Yu temporarily released Daiyu's slender, almost cramped, feet and began to roam along her delicate, perfect calves, Daiyu's body trembled violently again. She couldn't help but arch her slender waist high, only to fall back down weakly a moment later.

Looking up at Daiyu's exquisite face, where a hazy, budding passion resided, Gu Yu climbed up and gave her delicate earlobe an encouraging kiss.

“My sister has made progress… she can now last for almost half an hour.”

Daiyu didn't even have the strength to turn her head. Her breath was sweet as orchids, and she could only barely open her beautiful, dreamy eyes to look pitifully at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu took a deep breath and decided to end the battle for the time being. He directly grabbed Daiyu's waist and turned her over, making her kneel on the couch. He then gently moved his hips, taking advantage of the large, slippery area between her thighs.

Daiyu rested one hand on her forehead, while Gu Yu grabbed her other hand and held the hot tip of his penis in front of her lower abdomen, helping him release his pent-up desire.

After a while, with a soft groan, a stream of white fluid overflowed from Daiyu's small hand and dripped onto the bed sheet. Gu Yu held Daiyu's soft body and rested for a moment before carrying her to clean her up again.

After all, the night is long, and if I don't vent my anger first, I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Unfortunately, Xiangling started her period, and Qingwen, fearing she wouldn't be able to handle it alone, decided not to call her over, so as not to embarrass Daiyu. This kind of thing isn't something that can be done easily, even if it only happens once or twice.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: He let it slip

As dawn broke, two figures stealthily made their way to Xiaoxiang Pavilion amidst the pear blossoms and spring rain.

Daiyu didn't even dare to stay and say a few words to Gu Yu, afraid of being seen by others. After looking around, she quickly pushed him back and ran into the house, covering her face.

Gu Yu gave a wry smile and could only follow Lin Daiyu's instructions to return the way they came. However, instead of going back to the courtyard, she went to the west corner gate and slipped out in a flash.

The rain stopped as soon as night fell last night, but Daiyu didn't mention going back. She slept peacefully with him in her arms all night, unaware of how hard he had worked.

Now that Gu Yu had seen her off, after much deliberation, he could only ask Ke Qing for help.

An hour later, after laying down the limp body in the room, Gu Yu tenderly cared for her for a moment before returning to the courtyard. He then called Qingwen in and, after about half an hour, emerged refreshed.

Sometimes Gu Yu couldn't help but wonder if she had unknowingly practiced some kind of Yin-Yang replenishment technique, or if she was just young and had a good physique, feeling no fatigue after each release and instead feeling even more energetic.

However, considering her grand plan, Gu Yu was happy to do so. She was even more grateful for her wisdom back then and for the gift of Old Man Sun's superb medical skills. She wondered if she should write a few more letters to comfort Old Man Sun and see if she could get a few more prescriptions to continue his health maintenance.

Zijuan and the others waited at home until midnight but Daiyu did not return. They knew very well what had happened. Zijuan, who was experienced in such matters, saw that Daiyu's gait was normal and could even guess how Gu Yu had played tricks on her again. Her face turned a little red.

The three of them kept silent, pretending nothing had happened. After helping Daiyu wash up, they went downstairs to prepare breakfast for her.

Speaking of which, Daiyu, the granddaughter of Grandmother Jia, had her share in the Jia family's kitchen, and Gu Yu also had her share in her private meal. However, she ate very little and often ate at Gu Yu's place, so the money saved went into the manager's pocket, making everyone very happy. Therefore, the kitchen staff were quite attentive to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Although it was still early, a hot breakfast was soon served. Daiyu had eaten a long breakfast last night, which had been digested through exercise, so she had a good appetite.

After leisurely finishing her breakfast, Daiyu thought about going to meet up with her sisters. After all, she had just returned from Gu Yu's place, so she should wait until the afternoon to go, so that she wouldn't seem too eager as a young girl.

One of them, Qingwen, had been exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, while the other was experiencing soreness and discomfort in her lower body. Gu Yu patiently watched over them both and personally brought brown sugar water to Xiangling to warm her stomach.

In fact, Xiangling didn't have very severe menstrual cramps, but after she tried to persuade Gu Yu several times, Gu Yu remained as considerate as ever, so she happily enjoyed Gu Yu's care.

Since following Gu Yu, she sometimes wakes up laughing in her dreams. Where else in the world can she find someone like him? When she was about to be sold by human traffickers, all she wanted was to stop being beaten and scolded at will. She never imagined she would end up like this.

Gu Yu leaned lazily against the bed, massaging Xiang Ling's lower abdomen with one hand while whiling away the time with a book in the other. He was quite leisurely in the garden; he was too lazy to go out unless his sisters came over, and he was quite content being a wealthy idler.

However, there are very few vernacular novels nowadays. He randomly picked up a copy of "Slaying the White Snake" and found that it was the story of Emperor Gaozu of Han slaying the white snake. From his perspective, it was naturally bland and uninteresting. He flipped through it briefly and lost interest.

If a theatrical troupe were to perform a play about slaying the white snake now, he might be very interested in watching it. But based solely on this textual plot, Gu Yu, who has lived through the information explosion era, can only discard it like trash.

Xiangling, who was nestled in his arms, naturally noticed Gu Yu's boredom. Although she knew a few words, she didn't know many, so she reluctantly followed along and read. Unexpectedly, Gu Yu looked disgusted with the story she found quite interesting, so she boldly flirted with Gu Yu.

"Sir, could you read it to me after you've finished reading? There are still several words I don't recognize."

Reading these storybooks by herself and reading them with her little darling are two completely different things. Gu Yu perked up and immediately picked up the storybook again, hugging Xiangling even tighter and getting closer to her. She started reading the pages word by word, and of course, they also exchanged sweet nothings while collecting tuition fees...

After dinner, Daiyu hadn't come over yet, but Baochai did. Seeing that Xiangyun wasn't there, Gu Yu boldly leaned in and kissed her, then took her hand and went back to the room.

"Why didn't Xiangyun come with you today? You finally decided to come see me?"

Baochai lowered her head and tucked her hair behind her ear to hide her slight embarrassment. She tried to pull her hand away but couldn't, so she could only let him hold it.

“Sister Yun was just with me, but she said she was going to visit Sister Lin and wouldn’t be coming to your Three Treasures Hall.”

Seeing Baochai staring at her with a half-smile, Gu Yu knew that her thoughts had been seen through, but she was not embarrassed at all. She continued to playfully tease Baochai's soft, boneless hands.

In his previous life, when he studied Dream of the Red Chamber, he had seen many opinions that the terms "plump" and "slightly plump" were used to describe someone who was slightly overweight. Now, however, he realized that this was completely wrong.

Baochai and Yingchun are perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin, their development is just right, representing the ultimate in healthy beauty, and cannot be confused with Lin Daiyu's delicate beauty.

While Daiyu's slender fingers are so delicate that one can't help but hold them in one's mouth and savor them, Baochai and the others' soft, boneless fingers are also irresistible.

Baochai felt two cold jade-like objects enveloping her small hands. It should have given people a cool feeling, but her body was getting hotter and hotter, and her face was gradually turning red.

Gu Yu glanced up casually and saw Baochai's expression, unsure whether to laugh or cry. These young ladies from wealthy families were more like extremely sensitive, artsy girls; even a single glance could make them flutter with excitement, their hands and faces practically boiling over. Where was the confident elegance of the female bodhisattvas of later generations?

But what could Gu Yu do? Watching these innocent girls gradually succumb to his charms always filled him with a sense of accomplishment. Could even the top courtesan at the brothel portray that feeling?

Ying'er had already been pulled away by the awakened Qingwen to do needlework together. Looking at Qingwen's still charming face, Ying'er felt flushed and couldn't help but lean over and whisper:

"Qingwen... what was it like when you and Master did that...?"

Qingwen's heart skipped a beat, and she almost pricked her finger. Looking up at Ying'er, who had a shy and curious expression, she blushed and said mischievously:

"Why don't you try it later and you'll find out?"

Logically speaking, these personal maids of young ladies would learn some relevant knowledge after their mistresses got engaged, and then secretly pass on the picture books to the ignorant young ladies.

Baochai, however, had read extensively since childhood, including many stories like "The Romance of the Western Chamber," and knew more than Baochai herself. This personal maid was truly lacking in prestige.

Now that Baochai is already nestled in Gu Yu's arms, whimpering, she, the maid who should have been the one to try out the rules, is now relegated to the back of the line. She can't tell whether she feels disappointed or relieved.

"Pah...! What do you mean, 'try it'—you little brat, you're so smug now that you've gotten what you deserved! Young Master Yu has spoiled you rotten!"

Qingwen smiled smugly. If Gu Yu hadn't truly been a good man, no matter how handsome or powerful he was, she wouldn't have so easily given herself to him!

"Okay, okay~ Don't be angry, I'll tell you about it... That thing looks terrifying... I almost fainted from the pain... You didn't have one either? I said I like things clean..."

"Really? I overheard the old women outside saying...that she's a jinx to her husbands..."

Qingwen was taken aback, and blurted out instinctively:

"Impossible! Miss Lin's lower body is completely bare, which I find very appealing..."

If it were truly a case of someone bringing bad luck to their husbands, how could I, a man of literary talent, not know? Yet he still loves Miss Lin so much, and every time he even goes directly to her… It must be those gossipy old women spreading rumors!

Ying'er covered her mouth, looking at Qingwen in surprise, but her focus was clearly different from Qingwen's.

"Miss Lin??? How did you know? You...??"

Chapter Sixty: Shameful Punishment

Qingwen then realized that she had said the wrong thing. She felt ashamed and scared, and quickly begged Ying'er not to spread it.

"Good sister, please don't tell anyone. Miss Lin is shy; what if she finds out that word has gotten out..."

Ying'er naturally wouldn't bring this up, and Qingwen was just anxious and didn't expect this to happen. Seeing that she hadn't reacted yet, Ying'er took the opportunity to manipulate her.

"Then tell me again, what happened? I promise I won't tell anyone..."

"This……"

……

After Baochai tidied her clothes and her face cooled down a bit, she called Ying'er and the others in. Unexpectedly, Ying'er and the others were even redder than she was. Baochai thought that the two girls had been eavesdropping again, and she was so embarrassed that she stood up and was about to slip away.

When Qingwen saw Baochai, she suddenly realized that she had been tricked. She was both ashamed and angry, so she went over and sold Ying'er.

Gu Yu raised an eyebrow, not expecting Ying'er to be so curious about such a well-behaved maid. She couldn't help but look at her with amusement.

Seeing that Ying'er was about to leave with Baochai, Gu Yu quickly stopped her:

"Good sister, lend me Ying'er for a while, and let Qingwen escort you."

Baochai glanced at Ying'er, who was standing beside her with her head down, and knew there was something going on. She smiled and led Qingwen back first. After all, Ying'er was also her prey, and she could do whatever she wanted with her.

Unexpectedly, her young mistress sold her off without a second thought, leaving her all alone in the room in an instant. Ying'er felt extremely guilty and dared only stare at her toes, barely daring to breathe.

Gu Yu looked her over with interest, but didn't say anything. He already knew from Baochai that Ying'er, the little matchmaker, had helped him several times. He didn't take her spying on his private life to heart. After all, letting her experience it once would solve everything, wouldn't it?

"Ying'er—I heard you asked Qingwen about what happened in my room?"

"Ah—no, no…!"

Gu Yu suddenly spoke up behind her, startling Ying'er so much that she trembled and hurriedly shook her head in denial. Unfortunately, her voice betrayed her guilt, and she lowered her voice until she finally closed her eyes and waited for Gu Yu's punishment.

If we were to be serious, there are instances where such behavior could lead to someone being beaten to death by a stricter master. Even though Ying'er knew that Gu Yu would not beat her to death, she was still a little nervous, wondering what kind of punishment she would receive.

Gu Yu slowly walked to the chair and sat down. Seeing Ying'er standing there nervously with her eyes closed and her little hands tightly gripping her sleeves, he couldn't help but mischievously say in a deep voice:

"Why don't you kneel down yet?"

Ying'er's heart sank, thinking she had truly angered Gu Yu this time. She hurriedly knelt on the ground, wanting to beg him not to take his anger out on her, as it was all her idea. Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Yu looking at her with a smile. Where was the anger in his voice?

Gu Yu had the right to do whatever he wanted, but since she had made a mistake and was being held accountable, she could only continue kneeling. However, without the pressure, Ying'er was willing to kneel even though she was afraid of being punished.

"come over--"

Seeing Ying'er kneeling obediently on the ground, Gu Yu stroked his chin, a strange glint in his eyes, and gestured for her to come closer.

When Ying'er crawled over on her knees, Gu Yu leaned down slightly, lifted her fair chin, stared into her shy eyes, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems Ying'er is being quite naughty... Could it be that she's fallen in love and is in such a hurry to ask Qingwen and the others about this kind of thing?"

"I...I didn't..."

Ying'er was coaxed into raising her pretty face, but Gu Yu's words made her blush and she almost murmured her defense.

But how could a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl's heart remain unmoved? Ever since she learned that her young mistress had fallen into Gu Yu's arms, Ying'er naturally had those kinds of fantasies. She wondered what it would be like then.

Seeing her blushing face, Gu Yu guessed what was on her mind. After experiencing so many younger sisters, he was no longer the novice he once was. While he wouldn't say he could easily win over any girl, he was certainly adept at handling girls like Ying'er and Zijuan, who were destined to remain single.

Before Ying'er could catch her breath, Gu Yu summoned Xiang Ling, who was resting in the side room. A moment later, Xiang Ling lifted the curtain and came in. She was taken aback when she saw Gu Yu sitting in a chair and Ying'er kneeling at his feet. Then she obediently walked to Gu Yu's side to await his orders.

Gu Yu beckoned and whispered something in Xiang Ling's ear. Ying'er, who was below, strained her ears but couldn't hear anything. She could only hear Xiang Ling's soft gasps, and her heart was pounding with anxiety, as if she were being fried in a pan of oil.

When they finally finished talking, Ying'er lowered her head and caught a glimpse of Xiangling walking past her, closing the doors and windows, making the room a little darker. Then she came over and helped her up.

"Sister Ying'er, get up quickly. The ground is cold. If you catch a cold, even if our master doesn't say anything, he will feel sorry for you."

As they were talking, Xiangling pulled her into the bedroom. Ying'er was still stunned by her bold words and felt flustered. When Gu Yu walked in from the door with a smile, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Just as she was about to let go of Xiangling's hand, Xiangling unexpectedly pulled Ying'er back, and the two of them sat down on the couch together. Ying'er's heart skipped a beat, and she vaguely realized something. Suddenly, her body stopped obeying her commands, and she could only stand still and watch Gu Yu walk over step by step.

The closer Gu Yu got, the faster her heart beat, until it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, making it hard to breathe. Finally, as Gu Yu pulled her into his arms, Ying'er seemed to use all her strength to support the beating of her tender young heart, and she collapsed against Gu Yu's chest.

Even though Xiangling was staring at her with a grin, Ying'er had no strength to break free. She could only watch helplessly as Gu Yu held her in his arms, but it was Xiangling who lifted her clothes!

Gu Yu's intentions were now self-evident. Ying'er's face flushed red as she tried to struggle free, but Gu Yu's hand reached up and she barely managed to let out a whimper before he silenced her with a kiss.

With a touch of shyness, Xiangling undressed Ying'er piece by piece, her face showing a hint of eager anticipation. When she parted Ying'er's trembling, slender legs, with Gu Yu's cooperation, she began to evaluate her in front of her.

"Wow, Sister Ying'er's pink is so pretty...wait, why is it different from ours?"

"Don't say 'uh-huh'~"

"Sister Ying'er, are there still some feathers on this?"

Xiangling was genuinely puzzled. She had seen so many of her sisters completely naked and assumed that this was the norm, but she never expected that her sister Ying'er was an exception.

Chapter Sixty-One: Ying'er Gets Caught in the Act

When Qingwen returned to the courtyard after seeing Baochai off, she ran into Ying'er, who was stumbling out while covering her face. The two almost collided. Before Qingwen could say anything, she saw Ying'er run out without looking back, and Qingwen could only mutter a curse.

"What's wrong with this little brat? She's not watching where she's going and she's not afraid of tripping over something."

But once inside, a strange yet familiar scent wafted through the room. Qingwen sniffed, but looking at Xiangling beside her, who was dressed neatly, she couldn't help but feel puzzled. What was going on?

As she got closer, she realized that the fragrance was somewhat unfamiliar. Qingwen immediately thought of Ying'er, who had run away covering her face earlier, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Even the most generous people, regardless of status or position, will always have a possessive streak when it comes to romantic relationships, except for cuckolds. Even with all the assurances Gu Yu gave them, jealousy was still an unavoidable fact.

However, being maids by profession, they were already mentally prepared, so the slight sourness in their hearts came and went quickly. Qingwen first opened the window to let in some fresh air, then went over to massage Gu Yu's shoulders, casually mentioning what was happening in Hengwu Garden.