Chapter 3

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The maple trees formed a forest, and from a distance, it looked like a rippling red sea. When the wind blew, red waves rolled; when the wind stopped, it was serene and gentle, making the world seem unusually quiet and graceful.

Standing in the maple forest, listening to the breathing and whispers of the maples in the autumn breeze, it felt as if one were in a utopia.

Beside the maple forest, the Jing River flowed from north to south, with withered reeds swaying in the autumn wind. There was a dock here called Maple Forest Ferry. At dusk, the setting sun cast a warm glow, and a passenger boat was moored at the dock. The boat was not large, and there were not many travelers at this time. A few sailors were helping passengers carry their belongings onto the boat. Under the sunset, everything seemed very peaceful.

Chuhan was lying on a pile of dry grass at the edge of the maple forest, his arms behind his head. His eyes, full of vitality, were gazing at the setting sun, and a blade of grass was hanging from the corner of his mouth. His expression was calm, and next to his head was a gray, bulging, and heavy-looking package.

He was only in his early twenties, not particularly handsome, but his face was angular and exuded a sense of determination. His skin was slightly dark and rough, and his face showed a沧桑感 (sense of沧桑, which can be translated as "a sense of having experienced much") that did not match his age.

Occasional passersby hurried by, rarely casting a glance at him. Even if someone did look, they would quickly cover their nose and walk away with a look of disgust.

Chuhan, with the grass in his mouth, could still smell its fragrance. He just gazed at the sunset and the afterglow, not even glancing at the passersby.

He heard the sound of a carriage rolling by, and Chuhan knew another carriage was coming, accompanied by the sound of hooves. However, he closed his eyes and ignored it.

About fifty miles from here was Taiyuan City. Some travelers preferred to travel north by water and would hire a carriage from the city to take them to Maple Forest Ferry, then board a boat to continue north.

Feeling the carriage pass by, Chuhan opened his eyes and saw the carriage suddenly stop. He squinted and saw a rather luxurious carriage, with four or five mounted attendants following. The curtains of the carriage were slightly lifted, and he glimpsed a pale face peeking out, but he could not clearly see the person inside, though he was sure it was a woman.

Then he saw a horse approach, and a hand reached out from the window to take a small package. The rider was an old man in his fifties, who turned his horse around and came to Chuhan, extending the package to him while still on horseback.

The old man had a kind and benevolent appearance, and he smiled, saying, "It's not easy out here. Here are some dry rations and snacks to fill your stomach." He threw the package next to Chuhan and then turned his horse to leave. The carriage had already started moving again, surrounded by several riders, heading toward Maple Forest Ferry.

Chuhan's face was full of surprise. He opened his mouth, then looked at himself. His clothes were tattered and covered in mud, his feet were bare, and his shoes were drying nearby. His skin was also covered in dirt. At first glance, he looked no different from a wandering beggar.

He laughed wryly, realizing he had been so busy traveling that he had not paid attention to his appearance. No wonder the person in the carriage had mistaken him for a homeless beggar and felt pity, thus giving him some food.

Chuhan sighed, nimbly stood up, and stretched. Although it was amusing to be mistaken for a beggar, the person in the carriage clearly had a good heart. He had lain there for most of the day, and dozens of travelers had passed by, all hurrying away without a second glance. Only this time had someone offered him food.

Speaking of which, his stomach was indeed a bit hungry. He picked up the package and opened it, revealing a few cakes and rice balls. The aroma wafted up, and they were beautifully made, making him quite hungry.

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The luxurious carriage stopped at the dock. Among the attendants was a well-dressed man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He wore a blue silk robe with bamboo patterns, a colorful silk belt with a green jade pendant, and a blue leather hat. His face was not particularly handsome but not unattractive.

When the old man left the package for Chuhan, this man had shown a look of disdain, clearly disliking the dirty beggar by the roadside. However, he seemed to be cautious of the person in the carriage and did not act out.

When the carriage stopped, the man immediately rode to the window, looking refined and smiling gently. "Sister Shi, we've arrived at the ferry. You can get out now." He dismounted and courteously lifted the carriage curtain.

First, a maid jumped out of the carriage, followed by a beautiful woman, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, dressed appropriately. She had a plump and graceful figure, wearing a purple silk coat with a fox fur collar and a blue skirt. She had no excessive jewelry, her hair was black as a raven, her eyes like autumn water, her lips like a cherry, and her almond-shaped eyes and delicate nose made her look like a lotus flower rising from the water, pure and beautiful, evoking sympathy.

The woman put on a black veil as soon as she stepped out of the carriage, covering her beautiful face. She extended a snow-white hand, and the man's Adam's apple moved as he quickly reached out to help her down. However, she withdrew her hand, her voice clear and cold, "I dare not trouble Brother Lu..." Fortunately, the maid was quick-witted and extended her hand, and the woman then held the maid's arm to get down.

The man was slightly embarrassed and angry, a cold smile flashing across his lips. He dismounted and instructed the attendants, "Help carry the things to the boat first. No matter the cost, secure a private cabin for her!" Then he smiled at the woman, "Sister Shi, be careful on your journey. I wanted to escort you back to Yunshan, but...!"

Before he could finish, the woman said, "Brother Lu's kindness is appreciated. I have already troubled you for many days in Taiyuan, and I feel very guilty. I am very grateful for your escort today, but I dare not trouble you further!"

The man immediately waved his hand, "Sister Shi, you are being too formal. Our families are old friends, and your father and mine were sworn brothers. I have always considered you family. We have a long future ahead, so please don't be so formal!"

Linglang, wearing the veil, her face hidden, said softly but firmly, "Etiquette cannot be neglected. But regarding the matters our families have agreed upon, I hope Brother Lu will put in more effort."

Brother Lu patted his chest, "Sister Shi, rest assured. From today, I will personally handle it and will not delay."

Linglang bowed slightly, "Thank you, Brother Lu. It's getting late. Please return soon and don't delay any further."

Brother Lu bowed, "Sister Shi, have a safe journey. When everything is ready, I will personally deliver the goods, and we will meet again then."

Linglang did not respond, and with the maid's support, she walked toward the boat. The old man who had given Chuhan the package had already dismounted and bowed to Brother Lu, "Young Master, farewell. Take care!"

Brother Lu nodded, casually returning the bow, but his eyes were fixed on Linglang's hips and the sway of her full, firm buttocks as she walked. His mind was already imagining the soft, elastic flesh beneath her skirt, and his eyes showed a strange expression.

The old man saw this and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes, but he said nothing, turned, and followed.

Brother Lu watched Linglang and her group board the boat, then stroked his chin and sighed, "This woman is as cold as ice. I've spent so much time on her in Taiyuan, but I haven't even touched her hand... If I could sleep with her one night, I'd die happy!"

A nearby attendant chuckled, "Young Master, this is called being scared by a peony, but even as a ghost, it's still a pleasure."

Another attendant's eyes gleamed with lust, "Young Master, I've followed you for many years and seen many beautiful women, but compared to Su Linglang, they are nothing. Look at her waist, her hips... and her chest, tsk tsk... so tender and seductive to the bone!" As he spoke, his mouth watered.

Brother Lu raised his whip and struck the man, who yelped. Brother Lu hissed, "Keep your mouth clean. The women before were just playthings, and I didn't care. But this time is different. I'm serious. No matter what it takes, I will get Su Linglang."

A cautious attendant said, "Young Master, Su Linglang is a well-known figure in Yunshan. It won't be easy to get her."

"Do you think I don't know that?" Brother Lu sneered. "But in the end, she's just a widow. I don't believe she will never want a man. This time, she came to Taiyuan because she needs my family's help. With this leverage, I will eventually get into her bed!" He turned, mounted his horse, and said coldly, "Let's go."

The group, including the carriage, turned and headed back. Chuhan, meanwhile, had finished his snacks, was carrying his gray package, and was slowly walking toward the ferry, a blade of grass in his mouth.

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