Chapter 233
Chapter 233
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 233
Chapter Title: How Was It? (2)
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Namgung Hye hadn't expected such a question from Jongri Soso's pure, childlike personality, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words.
She herself had lived a straightforward life without many twists and turns, but Jongri Soso had grown up under even more overprotection from her brother, who had been betrothed to her in the womb since childhood. So Namgung Hye never imagined she would show such burdensome curiosity.
"The maids said the traces were pretty intense..."
Only after hearing Jongri Soso's words did Namgung Hye realize that others could see those traces too, and she felt like slapping her own forehead.
They were indeed intense traces. The bed soaked with sweat, love juices, saliva, and semen wasn't so much a bed anymore as some kind of crystallization of lewd scents.
When Namgung Hye, tormented to death by that massive cock, collapsed onto the bed, just the smell rising from it made her whole body tingle.
"I-It probably wasn't that fun. Let's talk about something else... No, let's just get back to what we were doing."
"Oh? Where are you going?"
Jongri Soso grabbed Namgung Hye's arm tightly, preventing her from standing up.
"How could it not have been fun? When two proper people get together and end up like that..."
Because those two weren't proper people.
Namgung Hye thought that inwardly but couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.
"Oh, but don't get the wrong idea. I'm only asking as the lady of the house, not out of personal curiosity. Ahem, ahem."
If Gyeon-i could speak, even that infant would surely call out such an excuse as utter nonsense.
It was obvious from the fact that Jongri Soso, who insisted that a faithful night life was necessary to quickly bear a child and stabilize the marriage, still had no kids of her own.
Namgung Hye sighed and gently pried away the hand gripping her arm.
"Mother didn't ask about things like that. Sister-in-law, you should drop this weird curiosity."
"Th-then just one! Answer just one. It's important..."
"...I'll hear it first."
Even though she'd brought up the topic herself, Jongri Soso glanced around for a moment before asking in a small voice.
"D-Doing it that much, weren't you tired? You must be exhausted in the morning..."
Tired?
Mentally, of course she was. It was a night of excruciating torment where her pleasure-drenched mind couldn't even twitch a finger.
But physically, since her body was forcibly restored with internal energy, she wasn't fatigued at all—not even needing sleep to go about her day without issue.
"Oh my...!"
"W-Wait, sister-in-law... No, that's not...!"
At Jongri Soso's exclamation, Namgung Hye realized she'd delayed her answer too long.
She'd essentially admitted, without saying it outright, that it was a night of something special—far from simply tiring her out.
"It's good that you and your husband get along so well, so why be so shy? I have no intention of spreading it around, so don't worry."
Unable to say that the other party wasn't her husband, Namgung Hye felt utterly frustrated.
"I'm relieved. You two can live happily as a couple for a long time."
For a long time?
Namgung Hye's heart sank. And with that realization came the insight she'd been desperately avoiding.
Once she entered the Huangbo Family, this kind of life would naturally come to an end.
She'd bear children and live happily with her kind husband, but she'd never again share her body with that rogue of a man.
I thought I was prepared for it...
The thought of living the rest of her life pretending to forget pleasure, like a widow despite having a husband, made her mind reel.
For a fleeting moment, she imagined continuing this relationship afterward, but Namgung Hye quickly banished the thought.
She didn't want to admit she'd become this kind of woman. But now that she had admitted it, she couldn't just sit idly by.
For her own sake, and more importantly, for Huangbo Jun's sake—he shouldn't have to sacrifice himself for a woman like her.
"Miss?"
Jongri Soso looked puzzled, wearing an expression that showed she had no idea what fire she'd just lit.
Huangbo Jun was hiding in the side room attached to the two women's chambers, holding his breath as he recalled the physician's words.
[Physician: "Hoo... I thought it was physically impossible since the passage is destroyed..."]
The physician had been certain that, barring something like shedding his mortal body and emerging anew, his manhood couldn't be fixed.
But curious about the strange energy swirling in his lower abdomen, he'd consulted the physician and learned there might be a workaround, however indirect.
[Physician: "Physically, it's already too late... but if you use internal energy to stimulate it indirectly, it might be possible."]
The hot energy in his lower abdomen was undoubtedly his body unconsciously channeling internal energy for that purpose.
It was something he couldn't let others see—especially not Namgung Hye—so Huangbo Jun had snuck away to secretly loosen his belt.
His manhood emerged—nothing compared to Kang Yun's, and though he'd never compared it to others, it was slightly below average in size, something he hadn't realized.
He didn't have the erotic paintings he'd secretly used for self-pleasure back at the Huangbo Family, but Huangbo Jun knew something even better.
Hye-mei...!
Imagining Namgung Hye's naked body, he vigorously stroked his unresponsive cock.
He pictured her joyfully embracing him, or struggling as his cock thrust fiercely into her, waiting for the energy in his gut to rouse it.
If this worked, perhaps he could consummate with his wife and even have children.
But no matter how much he rubbed and stroked, no matter how vividly he imagined Namgung Hye, his cock refused to stand.
Even though he'd ejaculated once before, it showed no sign of stirring now.
"Urgh...!"
Aphrodisiacs wouldn't help, the physician had said. This was merely using internal energy as a crutch to force it erect.
As Huangbo Jun caressed his manhood while imagining all sorts of images of Namgung Hye, at one point he felt internal energy flow, making his cock slightly harden.
The moment when Namgung Hye had spread her legs wide, her cock being pounded by Kang Yun as she cried out.
["G-Good...! Bigger than my husband's cock by far...! It feels so good...!"]
Recalling her cruel shout, Huangbo Jun felt his internal energy flow smoothly, erecting his cock, and rejoiced.
But that joy didn't last.
Wh-Why... how can this be...!
His manhood, utterly still when imagining embracing her himself, stood rigidly at the thought of her embracing another man.
The problem was, the moment he switched back to imagining himself holding her, the erect cock wilted again.
"No, no!"
Something was wrong. Why did his cock refuse to rise when he thought of embracing his wife, yet stiffen at the image of another man doing so?
Forgetting he was hiding, Huangbo Jun was about to shout for them to leave when he heard the maids and servants gathering near the chambers, murmuring. Only then did he forcibly calm himself.
"Ah, it's nothing. Everyone, disperse!"
After yelling like that, they wouldn't just accept it, so he figured they'd scatter while looking puzzled.
But what could he say? That his cock had been broken for quite a while, and he was in the middle of trying to fix it?
If there'd been no hope at all, it might have been better...!
When imagining himself embracing her, his internal energy didn't budge at all, suggesting this wasn't a physical issue but a mental one.
I'm the real pervert...!
Did he get more excited imagining giving his beloved wife to another man?
Huangbo Jun's head spun at the realization that he was such trash.
Ignorance would have been bliss, but now he couldn't just leave it be.
If he were simply impotent, he could have somehow lived with Namgung Hye.
But facing the truth that his mind was the problem, Huangbo Jun judged that a good woman like her shouldn't have her life ruined by someone like him.
He couldn't tolerate even the possibility of a future where he let another man have her while indulging his own pleasure.
That would be his final act of love.
It seemed difficult to completely clear the Demonic Cult from suspicion in this Namgung Family raid.
"The Demonic Cult expanding into the Central Plains through commerce is classified info, right? Then there's only one way."
Eon So-young's proposed method was this.
All martial sects, especially the major ones, treated information on other sects' martial arts with utmost care.
In other words, they at least preserved records of famous techniques' forms.
Not publicly, lest they be accused of stealing arts, but still.
"The Martial Alliance unofficially compiles and holds all those records. So if the Alliance rules that the swordsmanship they used isn't from the Demonic Cult..."
"At least the suspicions about the Demonic Cult will drop significantly."
Eon So-young nodded. A bit disappointing, but that much would be enough.
The Martial Alliance investigators had left the Namgung Family long ago, but since they had an expert dispatched there, they could go through him.
"Come to think of it, the Martial Alliance didn't send anyone to this wedding."
"Well, the Huangbo Family is practically the Alliance's founding house."
True, with the Sword Saint monopolizing the Alliance Leader position for decades, that made sense.
Suddenly thinking of Huangbo Jun, I felt a pang of pity.
I'd driven Namgung Hye out of her mind to make her say his cock was way better than her husband's, but actually, I rather liked Huangbo Jun's personality.
He'd probably live his whole life without knowing the taste of Namgung Hye's pussy, but I inwardly hoped he'd at least raise some kids and find small joys.
At that time, I had no idea how things would twist.