Tang Ziyu had a unique way of thinking. Instead of asking everyone to make a complete lotus flower, she had everyone follow a different pattern, so no one knew what the finished lotus flower would look like. That’s why Master Bai suggested everyone make a wooden model first. Now the wooden petals and the heart of the flower are all done, but they can’t be put together to form a flower. So Master Bai quickly asked someone to find the second young master. Tang Ziyu was very surprised to see everyone’s results. She didn’t expect that in the backward era of the Song Dynasty, the hands of Chinese craftsmen were already so dexterous. She took out a small stick from behind her and screwed the leaves and petals one by one onto it, and finally the heart of the flower. Everything was so perfect and not a single mistake. A lotus flower just appeared on the table. Everyone was dumbfounded, because no one had ever had such an idea.
Tang Ziyu thought to herself that by making the lotus flower, the jade workers could be divided into smaller groups, so that more people could work at the same time. Then, through division of labour and assembly, work efficiency could be improved, and ultimately profitability. Of course, these were the business philosophies of her father, which were being put into practice in the Song Dynasty. In a sense, she was following in her father’s footsteps. Everyone was very excited after seeing the wooden lotus flower, and they all wanted to see what the ink lotus flower would look like. But who knew that Tang Ziyu had new drawings, with every detail changed. She demanded that everyone follow the drawings to the letter, and that there be no deviation. Everyone was confident when they saw the blooming wooden lotus.
Mu Xiaotian stood silently by the side until Master Bai reminded everyone that it was time to get to work and let the second young master take a break. Only then did everyone leave the room and go about their business. Mu Xiaotian stared at the radiant Tang Ziyu. That was not the woman he knew. If someone said she was up to something, that person was truly up to something, because she could survive perfectly well without him, and she had probably never heard of Xiaoyun Manor. Mu Xiaotian felt a little ashamed, of her and of Situ Ping, because indeed he had been being petty.
‘Let’s go back!’ Tang Ziyu looked at Mu Xiaotian, who was ashen, and she was really a little tired, so she wanted to go back. They took the wooden lotus flower back home. Tang Ziyu ran over to let Situ Ping see her flower first, but she didn’t expect there to be a few more strangers in the living room, and there was a strange look on everyone’s face. Not knowing what was going on, Tang Ziyu chose to silently stand next to Situ Ping and quietly watch these people. Mu Xiaotian was a little surprised when he saw these people, but then he revealed a few happy expressions. Big brother, big brother!’ Several people surrounded him. They were from Xiao Yun Villa and had come to rescue their big brother today. Tang Zi Yu looked at Situ Ping, “They can’t have misunderstood you!” “Let’s go have some dim sum and let them catch up,” Situ Ping took Tang Zi Yu into the flower hall.
Situ Ping looked completely at ease, but Tang Zi Yu was a little worried: “Those people don’t seem like they’re easy to provoke. They’re not going to think we’ve arrested Mu, are they?” ’ I don’t think so. The hero will explain. Try this, the kitchen specially stewed it for you. ‘What? I don’t like it, it tastes weird and it’s not sweet.’ Situ Ping seemed to suddenly think of something, and smiled, ‘It’s not sweet, but I’ve thought of a good way to add some sugar!’ ‘I won’t eat it even if you add sugar.’ ‘But I’ll like it very much!’ He then took Ziyu in his arms, and their lips met. Tang Ziyu’s snow hare was sucked into Situ Ping’s mouth, along with her tongue. Tang Ziyu hadn’t been this intimate with Situ Ping for a few days, so she unconsciously longed for more affection. Situ Ping treasured her and was afraid of tiring her out, so the two of them only really slept together. Tang Ziyu felt that she could always feel more warmth in his embrace.
Suddenly, Situ Ping picked Tang Ziyu up and placed her on the table, ‘Spread your legs! My little pepper.’ ‘What are you doing? Don’t do anything, they’re right next to us!’ ‘I know!’ Situ Ping took out the small silver knife he usually used to mix medicine from his sleeve and quickly pulled down her pants, revealing her still rosy pussy. ‘Lie down and enjoy yourself, my little pepper!’ Tang Ziyu’s face flushed, ‘Let’s go back to the room, I don’t want to be here!’ Do you know why men often say that a wife is no match for a concubine, and a concubine is no match for a fling? It’s probably the forbidden fruit that’s the sweetest. Don’t believe us? Just try it!’ With that, Situ Ping’s hot tongue was already licking her tender flesh. “Don’t make a sound, my little Jade,” Tang Ziyu trembled, biting her lips.
‘Unicorn blood is poison?!’ A man suddenly shouted from the next room, startling Tang Ziyu. Oh my god, the walls are not soundproof at all, so if she makes any noise, the wood might hear it. If he hears it… For some reason, she just got inexplicably excited. Could it really be like Situ said? Would stealing happiness be more enjoyable? Situ Ping’s hot tongue licked the entrance to her pussy, and she couldn’t help but shake her hips.
Suddenly, Situ Ping lifted his head and took the jar of snow hare, slowly smearing it on the entrance to her pussy. The warm, slightly sticky substance smeared on her pussy made Tang Ziyu feel both excited and expectant. Situ Ping did not disappoint her, his tongue wreaked havoc on the entrance to her pussy, and from time to time, he took the snow hare, which was covered in honey, into his mouth. ‘It’s so sweet, my little Ziyu,’ Tang Ziyu, who was both uncomfortable and comfortable, really wanted to scream out loud, but the sounds from the next room kept coming. She desperately suppressed her voice, but when Situ licked all the snow hares and stuck his hot tongue inside, she couldn’t help but moan.