A Startling Encounter

Bai Lingyi had only just left when she returned with clean clothes and witnessed a startling scene. Yu Lian knelt on the floor, cradling the toes of the Second Young Lady, her face flushed and her mouth open…

Bai Lingyi gasped, quickly shutting the door behind her to ensure no passing maidservants saw such a provocative… no, such an unsettling sight.

Bai Muya was lost in pleasure, basking in the warmth, while Yu Lian’s face paled, her body trembling. How could she face Bai Lingyi with dignity after being seen in such a humiliating position?

She wanted to stop, but glancing at Bai Muya, who seemed utterly content, eyes closed and humming softly, Yu Lian knew that if she stopped now, a storm would follow.

Bai Lingyi quietly approached, standing behind Yu Lian without a word, holding the clean clothes. From this angle, she could see Bai Muya’s every change. Those legs, slightly parted, seemed to welcome her, but Bai Lingyi knew Bai Muya wasn’t welcoming her. Bai Muya was welcoming Yu Lian, her concubine and beloved. What right did Bai Lingyi have to compete?

Red mist swirled from her head, forming a face that seemed to lean toward Yu Lian, as if to steal her breath. But before the face could act, Bai Lingyi regained control, the mist dissipating without Yu Lian noticing.

Perhaps this was a testament to Bai Lingyi’s willpower. Unlike Yixiya, Bai Lingyi had refined manners. She wouldn’t overstep her role as a steward, even if it meant witnessing Bai Muya’s naked form. To touch, to feel something more, would change everything. She would no longer be a steward, but a guilty transgressor of their bond.

The three went about their tasks silently, as if separated by an invisible wall. Time passed, and a bowl of congee was finished. Yu Lian swallowed it down, marking the end of this session of submission.

Yu Lian covered her mouth, holding back the taste that lingered. She felt no urge to vomit, but her heart couldn’t accept what she had just done.

Bai Muya stretched luxuriously, her shoulders rising and falling gently. She was utterly content, not wanting to move a muscle. Finding Yu Lian in the crowd and bringing her back had been the right choice. She relished such humble devotion, feeling no resistance, only longing and addiction.

Bai Lingyi moved finally, offering Yu Lian a handkerchief from the right side, blocking her view of Bai Muya’s state. Yu Lian stared at the handkerchief, gripping it tightly, not looking up at Bai Lingyi. She wiped her mouth silently, hoping this meant Bai Lingyi didn’t mind her humiliation. If Bai Lingyi didn’t mind, perhaps nothing had happened.

As Yu Lian thought this, Bai Lingyi glanced at Bai Muya, though she couldn’t see her face. Still, she knew Bai Muya must be deeply satisfied. This thought darkened Bai Lingyi’s eyes, a sharp pain in her heart. Her eyes stung, but she couldn’t show it, not in front of Yu Lian and Bai Muya.

‘Lingyi, where are my clothes? Did you bring them for me?’ Bai Muya finally spoke, her voice sultry and alluring. Even Bai Lingyi blushed, heat rushing through her. She finally turned to face Bai Muya, her gaze drifting to a certain spot, only to be blocked by Bai Muya’s casually crossed legs.

Bai Muya’s eyes narrowed slightly.

‘Second Miss, these are the clothes you requested; let me help you…’ Bai Lingyi replied, stepping forward.

But Bai Muya interrupted, ‘No need. Give me the clothes, and you take Yu Lian to the bed to rest for a while. The stimulation was too great for her today. And… well, don’t let her break too easily.’

Bai Lingyi, though reluctant, handed the clothes to Bai Muya respectfully. She guided Yu Lian to the bed, sitting beside her, holding her hand. Yu Lian felt a warmth spread through her, not just from Bai Lingyi’s touch but from the comfort of her presence. She couldn’t help but feel she had gained something precious.

‘Lingyi, feed me breakfast～’ Yu Lian grabbed Bai Lingyi’s hand as she tried to leave, remembering her promise.

Bai Lingyi hesitated, wanting to serve Bai Muya instead. But Bai Muya said, ‘Just feed her; she wasn’t full earlier.’ She had already dressed and was eating her breakfast.

Bai Lingyi sat on a low stool by the bed, feeding Yu Lian spoonful by spoonful. The congee had cooled, saving her the trouble of blowing on it. Yu Lian, though unsatisfied, couldn’t ask for more.

As Yu Lian ate, she couldn’t help but study Bai Lingyi’s face. She was even more beautiful the longer she looked, her gentle, neighborly charm incredibly soothing. Suddenly, Yu Lian noticed a sadness in Bai Lingyi’s eyes, a forced smile that couldn’t hide her true feelings.

‘Is Lingyi troubled by something?’ Yu Lian made a mental note, not wanting to reveal her observation.