"You just wait here and cooperate when the time comes. I've already arranged everything else." Seeing Yun Wenfang remain silent, Wu Yiyu continued to explain.
"Oh? What exactly have you arranged?" Yun Wenfang wore an expression of keen interest.
Wu Yiyu thought that Yun Wenfang must also be eager to get his hands on that Ren Yaoqi. It would be better to clarify things with him so he could cooperate properly when the time came. So she said smugly, "I've arranged for someone to bring her to Autumn Swan Courtyard at dusk. Once she arrives, you knock her out, and then you can do whatever you want with her. As long as the people I call over see the two of you embracing when they arrive, the Ren Family will have no choice but to hand her over to you!"
Yun Wenfang raised an eyebrow. "Who is bringing her here? Are they reliable? And who are you calling over to catch them in the act? You'd better make it clear to me first. I don't want to end up being played by you."
Wu Yiyu felt a bit impatient but still replied, "Naturally, it's someone she trusts—one of her sisters. As for the people to catch them in the act, it doesn't matter who they are. There are plenty of people living in the west courtyard here. I've already arranged for someone to lead them over when the time is right. I've told you everything now, so there shouldn't be any more problems, right?"
Yun Wenfang stroked his chin thoughtfully, then glanced at the maid beside Wu Yiyu. "How many people know about this? Could it leak out? This is, after all, the territory of the Yanbei Prince's Mansion."
Wu Yiyu said unhappily, "I only brought this maid, and there are two lookouts outside. They're all my trusted confidants—there's no way it will leak. The Yanbei Prince's Mansion doesn't have just one master. I still have some say in this little Autumn Swan Courtyard!"
Wu Yiyu thought to herself that Yun Wenfang was truly a waste of good looks, always hesitating and lacking a man's sense of responsibility. If it weren't for Yun Wenting's sake, given her temperament, she would have knocked him out long ago and been done with it, instead of wasting so much breath on him.
Having grown up in the rugged northwest, she looked down on Yun Wenfang's indecisive nature. Yun Wenting was the only exception.
Yun Wenfang nodded thoughtfully. "That's good then!"
"So you agree?" She didn't necessarily need Yun Wenfang anyway—finding a man wasn't difficult.
Yun Wenfang nodded, revealing a lazy smile. "Agree? Of course I agree."
Wu Yiyu was satisfied and was about to say something more when she suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of her neck. Her vision went dark, and then she knew nothing more.
Yun Wenfang moved like lightning, striking Wu Yiyu unconscious with a single chop.
Wu Yiyu's maid froze for a moment, about to scream and draw attention, but Yun Wenfang clamped a hand over her throat to silence her, then knocked her out before she could suffocate.
Master and servant fell to the ground one after the other.
Yun Wenfang flexed his fingers, thinking to himself that this move really was quite effective.
He tilted his head to examine the two on the ground, then nudged Wu Yiyu's face with his foot, a slightly wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Who gave you the right to touch someone I've claimed? And you thought you could use me as a pawn? Tsk... Did a donkey kick your head and scramble your brains?"
"..." After a pause, Yun Wenfang remembered his foot was still resting on Wu Yiyu's face and calmly withdrew it.Yun Wenfang leaned against the tree trunk, thinking for a moment before stretching his arms. He bent down and dragged Wu Yiyu and her maid, one in each hand, directly into the west wing of Autumn Swan Courtyard.
Although Autumn Swan Courtyard was unoccupied, all the furniture and furnishings from the main rooms to the side rooms were fully prepared, and it was cleaned morning and evening. If Wu Yiyu hadn’t dismissed everyone in the courtyard for convenience, there would originally have been two coarse-working matrons guarding the premises.
Yun Wenfang dragged the two into the inner chamber and threw them onto the bed.
This time, he frowned and stared at Wu Yiyu for an even longer time, as if making an extremely difficult decision.
Finally, he clicked his tongue and stepped forward, reaching out to undo the buttons on Wu Yiyu’s clothes.
Yun Wenfang had fallen for Ren Yaoqi the moment his feelings first stirred, and no one else had ever caught his eye. His grandmother and mother had placed several gentle and attractive maids in his room, waiting for him to come of age so they could teach him about worldly matters, but Yun Wenfang had never touched them.
Thus, this was the first time Second Young Master Yun had ever undressed a woman, and he was inevitably a bit clumsy. It took him a long time to undo Wu Yiyu’s outer garment, during which he even broke a gold-inlaid jade mandarin duck button.
With some effort, he removed Wu Yiyu’s outer garment, half-undid her undergarments, leaving only her bellyband. Fortunately, although Second Young Master Yun had few scruples, he was no lecherous scoundrel—he left Wu Yiyu’s skirt untouched. Still, with her hair disheveled and clothes in disarray as she lay on the bed, Wu Yiyu was enough to stir the imagination.
Having dealt with Wu Yiyu, Yun Wenfang was not as careful when facing her maid. He directly tore the maid’s clothes, deliberately making a horrific mess of it, and even used the maid’s sweat towel to bind her hands to the headboard.
It must be said here that although Second Young Master Yun had not yet properly experienced worldly affairs, he had not refrained from visiting pleasure quarters when socializing with classmates and friends. In such places, even wine pots and teacups were practically painted with licentious spring palace scenes.
Second Young Master Yun remembered one time when he went drinking with Qiu Yun and the others, the fan used by the maid beside him to fan him was painted with a scene of two women at play. Out of curiosity, he had taken a few extra glances, so it could be said that Second Young Master Yun had learned to apply what he saw.
After arranging the two to his satisfaction, Yun Wenfang left the west wing.
He estimated the time—there was still about half an hour until the hour of the rooster. From the slightly more distant courtyards, he could already hear some voices; those attending the Thousand Gold Banquet should have returned.
Yun Wenfang thought for a moment. Since things had already come to this, he might as well resolve the trouble once and for all.
He walked outside Autumn Swan Courtyard and effortlessly found the two maids Wu Yiyu had left on lookout. He instructed one of them, “Your young mistress has asked you to bring the Jiang Family’s Eighth Miss here.”
The maid hesitated. “What about Shuangxi, the older sister by our young mistress’s side? Why is it you, young master, giving orders?”
Yun Wenfang replied impatiently, “She has other important matters. Just bring the person here. Once she arrives, say your young mistress has something to discuss with her. No other unnecessary people should enter.” Without waiting for the two maids to say anything more, he turned and went back into Autumn Swan Courtyard.The two maids exchanged a glance, thinking that since the eldest young lady was still in the courtyard and hadn't come out, it must be her instruction. Knowing Wu Yiyu's temper, they dared not delay any further and immediately went to help call for someone.
Jiang Yuan Niang had just finished bathing after returning from the peach grove and was about to accept Yun Qiuchen's invitation to visit the Yun Family's residence. This time, Yun Qiuchen had only invited her alone, without asking her to bring Guo Yujiao and Qiu Hong. Recalling what the matron sent by her grandmother had said, Jiang Yuan Niang somewhat understood the Yun Family's intentions.
When Wu Yiyu's maid came looking for her, Jiang Yuan Niang was quite surprised. She had no personal relationship with Wu Yiyu and didn't know why this proud young lady wanted to see her, but the maid before her was indeed Wu Yiyu's personal attendant.
Although Jiang Yuan Niang had no desire to get involved with Wu Yiyu, she also didn't want to make an enemy of her. If Wu Yiyu had sent a maid to invite her and she made excuses not to go, she would undoubtedly offend the granddaughter of the Old Princess Consort.
Considering that Autumn Swan Courtyard wasn't too far away, Jiang Yuan Niang thought for a moment and decided to follow Wu Yiyu's maid.
When they reached the entrance of Autumn Swan Courtyard, Wu Yiyu's maid stopped the two personal maids following behind Jiang Yuan Niang.
"Miss Jiang, our young lady dislikes having unnecessary people around. Could your maids wait outside for now?"
Jiang Yuan Niang was somewhat taken aback. Being a cautious person, she immediately replied somewhat shyly, "Then could I bring just one maid inside? I'm not used to being without attendants—it might be inconvenient."
Wu Yiyu's maid frowned. "What inconvenience could there be? This courtyard isn't without servants. Are you afraid our young lady would devour you in broad daylight?"
Jiang Yuan Niang thought about it and felt there was some truth to that. The matron by her side knew she had been invited by Wu Yiyu, and she had encountered a few people on the way. Moreover, although her Jiang Family couldn't compare to the Wu or Yun Families, they were still among the top households in Yanbei. She had no grudges against Wu Yiyu, so there was no reason for Wu Yiyu to harm her.
Still, Jiang Yuan Niang felt something was odd. So, while giving her maid a meaningful glance, she smiled at Wu Yiyu's maid and said, "That's not what I meant. In that case, I'll go in alone."
Jiang Yuan Niang's maid, who had served her since childhood, understood her meaning and nodded subtly.
Only then did Jiang Yuan Niang feel at ease and enter the courtyard.
The courtyard was eerily quiet and empty. Frowning, Jiang Yuan Niang was about to go back and ask the maid to take her to Wu Yiyu when, as soon as she turned around, everything went dark and she fainted.
Yun Wenfang, with practiced ease, knocked Jiang Yuan Niang unconscious and instinctively glanced down at her. He let out a disdainful "tsk" and didn't bother looking a second time.
After dragging Jiang Yuan Niang into the west wing room, Yun Wenfang repeated his earlier trick and stripped off her clothes. Thinking about how his elders, disregarding his wishes, wanted this woman to be his official wife, he curled his lips mockingly. Maliciously, he removed both her upper jacket and lower skirt, exposing large patches of snow-white skin.
Though Jiang Yuan Niang's appearance was ordinary, her skin was tender enough to drip water, clearly the result of meticulous daily care. Yun Wenfang accidentally left some red marks on her arm.At that moment, Jiang Yuan Niang's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes with a frown. When her gaze met Yun Wenfang's, she froze for a moment. Realizing what Yun Wenfang was doing, she was so frightened she wanted to scream, but Yun Wenfang struck her with another palm strike, knocking her unconscious again.
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As for the title... forgive the author's terrible sense of humor...
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