In a mud-and-straw hut in Zhao Family Village, a young master from a wealthy family in fine silk robes was chasing a girl clad in a simple coarse cloth tunic.
Just as he was about to catch her, the girl twisted her body with agility and dodged him.
Then, she turned back and smiled, captivating the young master and prompting him to chase after her again, coaxing her softly,
"Good girl, obedient girl...
For the sake of me traveling so far just to see you, let me touch you, just once, okay."
Su Xiaoqi covered her lips and giggled, running while deliberately letting the fingers of young master Su, Su Jiamo, brush against her.
This caused her clothes to slip, revealing a stretch of fair, fragrant shoulder.
Su Xiaoqi's facial skin appeared dark.
But she possessed well-proportioned features, her upper eyelids curved, her eye sockets deep, and the corners of her eyes upturned, giving her a pair of classic peach blossom eyes.
When she smiled like this, her eyes curved into crescent moons, appearing intoxicated and pitiful, utterly alluring.
Su Jiamo's throat worked, and he longed to pin her down on the bed and cherish her dearly.
Yet, she was as slippery as a loach.
Before her marriage, his attempts to woo her had never succeeded.
After she married, she became bolder.
Yesterday, during her post-nuptial visit, she dared to rub herself against his sensitive parts beneath the table, concealed by the tablecloth, in front of everyone.
This stoked his ardor, but he couldn't do anything to her because her new, pedantic scholar husband was by her side.
Today, taking advantage of her husband's family's absence, he deliberately pursued her here.
He wouldn't hold back any longer; no matter what, he had to have her today to quell his longing of over a month.
Su Jiamo made up his mind, lunged forward, and pinned Su Xiaoqi onto the bed, burying his head to kiss her.
Before he could reach her, the dilapidated wooden door was suddenly pushed open.
It turned out to be Su Xiaoqi's mother-in-law, Madam Zhao, returning early from the mountains.
Leaning on a tea tree walking stick, she pointed at the two on the bed, about to engage in impropriety, and coughed loudly in anger.
Startled, Madam Zhao couldn't catch her breath, clutching her mouth and coughing violently before losing her balance and slumping to the ground.
Her back of the head landed precisely on the threshold, and after a muffled groan, she became silent.
"Has this old hag finally kicked the bucket?"
Su Xiaoqi, covering her chest, stepped forward to check. She saw Madam Zhao's breathing was shallow, but she was still alive.
She pondered for a moment, glanced at Su Jiamo, gritted her teeth, and then, rolling up the patched bedding from the bed, she lunged to cover Madam Zhao's head with it...
She had seen her with another man; she couldn't let her live!
Just as Su Xiaoqi covered her with the quilt, she heard a movement behind her.
Disaster! Her adopted uncle, Shen Erdan, had returned with Madam Zhao.
He saw it, he had seen it all!
Panicked, Su Xiaoqi couldn't let him speak. She didn't want to return to the beggar's den.
She stood up, suddenly wrapped Shen Erdan with the quilt, and without hesitation, pulled a bottle of liquid from her bosom.
While Shen Erdan was still taken by surprise, she poured it down his throat.
It was a silencing potion, known for its rapid effect.
The previously shouting Shen Erdan suddenly fell silent.
Only a "hissing" sound could be heard. He closed his eyes and fainted from the pain.
Su Jiamo was startled, staring at Su Xiaoqi with wide eyes. Ruthless, truly ruthless, but he liked it!
He helped Su Xiaoqi drag the incapacitated Madam Zhao and her son to the adjacent woodshed.
He disdained even to look at them, impatiently pulling Su Xiaoqi towards him.
The more she was like this, the more it excited him.
The two finally got their wish and rolled onto the bed. Su Jiamo nuzzled Su Xiaoqi's fair neck like a dog, leaving several big red hickeys.
Su Xiaoqi responded to him passionately.
Just as her clothes were halfway off and her heart was surging with emotion, her heart gave a jolt, she let out a scream, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.
"Sister, Sister..." Su Jiamo quickly patted her cheeks and called out softly.
But Su Xiaoqi beneath him was like dead, showing no reaction at all.