The Seven Heroes and Five Gallants

  "Save... uh..." Wanwan was heavily pressed under Pan Yueyang's body.

  Pan Yu Yang's enlarged face was right in front of her, his breathing heavy and labored, his hands pressed tightly against his chest, using all his strength to push away the demon-like man who had bullied her.

  Pan Yu Yang stretched out a hand and pinched the curved chin, staring solemnly at the small thing that was tense with fear below.

  Without thinking, he slowly covered his lips over the panicked little thing's lips.

  Two scorching lips sealed off the curved cry for help, Pan Yu Yang's tongue tip followed the curved opening of the small mouth and went straight in, carrying primitive savagery and tyranny, fiercely kissing her.

  Her eyelashes fluttered, and her cheeks flushed red with a shy and uncertain expression, shaking her head back and forth. Her disheveled hair scattered down her body, adding a new charm to her already captivating appearance.

  Seeing Pan Yu Yang's robust and lean physique without an ounce of excess fat, Wanwan trembled slightly. This was her first time seeing a man's body. The bronze-colored skin had deep and shallow scars of different colors, large and small areas of scarring, which calmed Wanwan down a bit. She felt an urge to follow her own consciousness and touch a scar on the devil's body.

  Her fingertips lightly touched down, as if afraid the other person would feel pain, lightly, faintly, her fingertips lightly pressed on a certain scar, it had not yet fully merged with the skin, slightly protruding scars, made her frown and look at the man.

  "It doesn't hurt." Pan Yu Yang gave a simple and clear answer to what Wan Wan wanted to know. The next moment, she leaned forward and down.

  Still a virgin, Wanwan couldn't bear the sudden invasion of her body and fainted without waiting for more words.

  The devil at this moment, where else has the leisure to care about so much, what a wonderful feeling, his strenuous performance, even if the woman is already unconscious, it does not affect him...

  Midnight

  She slowly came to, her head heavy as she opened her eyes. Her body ached all over, making it hard for her to sit up right away. She pressed the back of her hand against her forehead, trying to remember what had happened.

  Her small face was twisted in a bitter melon-like knot, she still tried to remember, that devil who kicked her and threw her into the bathtub, then... A faint blush appeared on her face, Wanwan stretched out her hand to touch her body, there were no clothes on her, she endured the pain that was about to fall apart all over her body, slowly sat up, the room was dark, Wanwan took a deep breath, lifted her legs off the bed, under the bed there were no embroidered shoes as expected, Wanwan held her toes and searched under the bed for half a day, had to resign herself to standing up barefoot, the soles of her feet felt the chill of the floor.

  "Ah!" A sour and aching feeling spread through her legs, she steadied herself and walked towards the table in front of her. Although it was already late at night, the moonlight still allowed her to clearly see the room's layout. With some difficulty and a bit of awkwardness, she made her way to the table, her hip bones aching terribly, making her feel very uncomfortable. She leaned against the table, fumbled around and found the candle holder, lit the candle with a matchstick. "Where is this place?" She muttered to herself, turning her body around in confusion.

  The room was not large, with a hard floor that gave off a cool feeling. She held onto the table and walked to the bedside, sat down on the bed, her feet dangling in the air, one hand holding a candle holder, looking at the layout of the room. There was only a simple bed, opposite it was an intricately carved wooden window, moonlight seeping through from outside and spilling onto the floor. In the middle of the house was the eight immortals table from earlier, not large, with a round stool placed on it, but no teapot on the table. On the same side as the bed was a simple dresser, with only a wooden comb on it, nothing else. It was clear that this dresser was not often used. Right next to the dresser was a wooden cabinet, and there was nothing else in the room.

  Wan Wan stroked the bedding on the bed, still warm from her body heat. Her moist eyes began to well up with tears. She was so scared - this wasn't Zhang Ma's room, it wasn't her room. A wave of inexplicable sadness surged up in her heart.

  Wow——Wanwan burst into tears. Like a child, she cried for a long time, until Wanwan was exhausted and lay on the bed, continuing to sob quietly. This room remained empty, except for her occasional stifled sobs, as quiet as moonlight...

  Outside the house, two maids exchanged a glance and continued to stand silently on guard at night. The master's affairs were not something they could interfere with. The general had only instructed them to stand guard at the door, without giving any further instructions. As long as the person inside did not come out, they had fulfilled their responsibility. They also knew what had happened that day - the master had favored the woman in the room and then ordered them to carry the unconscious woman from his room and throw her here, saying "Guard tonight".

  They were originally the attendants of General Shang's concubine, which was also one of the reasons why the two women looked at each other with different eyes. The personal attendants of the master were generally more trusted and had a higher status as slaves. They were assigned to guard the women in the house, and they didn't dare to say whether this woman would become their new mistress in the future, or whether she would rise to prominence in General Shang's mansion, or whether her status would surpass that of Autumn Intentions' Madame Chen.

  Serving a wealthy family is similar to serving the emperor in the palace, it's all about standing in the right position and looking at the right person. Being a maid is not easy either, it's a battle of wits and courage.

  Wanwan cried and cried until she was tired, her eyes closed drowsily and fell into a dream. She was very exhausted, having been ruthlessly tormented by that demon for who knows how long, her body had long since run out of energy.

  The clean dewy breath of dawn brought in the bright sunlight of summer from the window frame, and the curved body moved slightly, barely opening its eyes that had cried for half the night due to excessive fear and terror.

  Her eyes were swollen like two big walnuts, she blinked hard with effort, adapting to the discomfort in her eyes, sat silently on the edge of the bed, got up and walked towards the door.

  The door was opened a small gap, and the two little feet were quietly watching the outside through the gap. Two women stood on either side, their faces filled with exhaustion.

  "Miss." The two maids saw that the person at the door had moved and turned around to bow towards the doorway.

  "I..." Wan Wan didn't know what to do, she just wanted to find a piece of clothing to cover herself. At this moment, apart from the quilt on the bed, she had no way to cover her body.

  The two maids exchanged a glance, guessing the woman's intention. One of them nodded slightly, and the other opened the door to enter the room, walking straight to the wooden cabinet in front of her. She calmly took out a set of clothes from the cabinet and held it up respectfully: "Miss, let Fenghe help you change."

  Wan Wan had long been accustomed to the feeling of having someone serve her, so she lightly raised her arm and waited for her to help her change clothes. Indeed, although she had lost her memory and was ignorant, she came from a wealthy family after all, and this kind of natural habit was irrepressible and would burst out at any time.

  Finally, I had a piece of clothing to cover my body. I looked around and then bowed my head to see that my toes were still exposed outside the skirt. The scorching heat was slowly rising up.

  "Wait a moment, young lady. This servant girl named Fenghe is quite clever. She immediately walked out of the room and soon came back with an additional pair of embroidered shoes and socks in her hand."

  Wearing a neat and tidy dress, Wanwan was pushed by the wind to the washbasin, and the maid who had just been outside also walked in, holding hot water, mixing it with cold water, wetting the towel, and performing each step in an orderly manner. After washing her face, Wanwan suddenly felt much more comfortable, and her eyes were no longer as swollen and painful as they had been when she first woke up.

  Fenghe gently came in front of the copper mirror, carefully and skillfully styling her hair. There was no elaborate hairstyle, just a simple bun at the back. Her hands didn't have any extra accessories, so she used a wooden comb as an ornament, tucking it tightly into one side of her hair with a curved silk-like strand. Simple yet elegant.

  "What is this place?" Wanwan looked at the woman who had just styled her hair.

  "Miss, this is the General's residence." Feng He replied respectfully without a hint of emotion.

  "General's mansion? She is still in the general's mansion, devil... Wuuu... I want Zhang Mama..." Wanwan pulled Fenghe.

  "Miss, the general didn't give any orders. You rest first, I'll wait outside the door." With that, the two of them tacitly exited the room together, and the door was closed again.

  Her nose was slightly upturned, she wanted to go find Zhang Mama, she still had clothes that hadn't been washed, the water bucket was also lost, and she was even kicked by a bad egg, and bullied by him, how could she go back and explain to Zhang Mama? Auntie had told her to work honestly.

  Looking at the window frame that let in the warm air, she puckered her lips, picked up a stool and placed it under the window. Without thinking much, she lifted her foot to step onto the stool, but her body was suddenly hit with a slight ache in her hips, reminding her of the fact that she had been bullied last night.

  Wanwan gritted her teeth, lifted her leg onto the stool, pushed open the window, and straddled one leg over the windowsill before jumping out directly.

  Pan Yuanyang had tidied up and gone to the palace for an early court session before dawn. As soon as he returned to his residence, he headed straight for the curved room. Yes, he was very satisfied last night, so much so that today in the palace, his mind kept wandering back to that woman. So, as soon as he changed out of his official robes, he hastily rushed back to the residence without delay.

  Last night, passion was everywhere, thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Pan Yu Yang's lips.

  He walked quickly to his residence, which was actually very close, just next to the main bedroom of Yunlu Villa. As soon as General Pan returned to the mansion, Ji Yun came over to greet him and wanted to report on all the expenses and trivial matters that had occurred while he was away from the mansion. Without waiting for him to enter, Pan Yueyang waved his hand and walked towards his own courtyard. Ji Yun understood the situation and bowed from a distance before turning back.

  Just as Pan Yu Yang stepped into the small courtyard of his bedroom, he saw a girl in a light yellow dress flipping over the windowsill of the lower house next to the master bedroom, about to jump down. He immediately narrowed his eyes and got angry!

  Dan Tian's energy, a light and agile figure flew in front of the house, seeing Wan Wan awkwardly straddling one leg over another, just as she was about to jump down. Pan Yueyang added another flip, borrowing momentum to jump in front of Wan Wan and catch her with one hand.

  "Ah!" Just as Wanwan was about to jump out of the window, a sudden figure appeared and caught her, scaring her so much that she curled up into a ball.

  "You want to go out." With a tone of anger, it seemed like an inquiry but was more of a domineering affirmation. Pan Yu Yang still didn't put down her curved eyebrows, she just expressed her thoughts.

  "Let me go!" Wanwan's terrified eyes met Pan Yueyang's handsome face, and she subconsciously pushed him away to create distance between them.

  Bang!