Chapter 254
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 254
Chapter Title: Tell Me Honestly (2)
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Yang Ha-jeong could no longer control the restless thoughts swirling in her head these past few days.
Naturally, the cause was that certain man who called her out every day lately and held her close.
"Yes, Madam. You may be quite fatigued these days. Rather than using special medicinal herbs, I recommend incorporating the ingredients I'm suggesting into your meals..."
As Ju Yak-seon calmly explained the ingredients and precautions to Madam Eom while jotting them down on paper right there, the two exchanged secret glances and transmitted messages through inner energy.
She still knew full well that it was wrong to become intimate with an outsider, but the thorn pricking her conscience had shrunk considerably.
Why shouldn't it be allowed? Why reject this pleasure?
No matter how intimate she became with the man, she was still the matriarch of the Peng Family, and she intended to fulfill those duties going forward.
Even if one day the man suddenly revealed wicked desires and demanded she betray the Peng Family, Yang Ha-jeong was prepared to firmly refuse.
'Just a little... just enjoying it a bit...'
Having received the time and place designated by the man, Yang Ha-jeong secretly pressed her hand against her throbbing lower body to hold it back.
Even when earnestly answering the occasional questions from the Holy Flame Princess or soothing Madam Eom's fears of having been rude, a corner of her mind wished time would pass more quickly.
And when the promised time with the man approached, Yang Ha-jeong naturally opened her mouth.
"Nephew, would it be alright if I stepped out for a moment?"
"A continuation of yesterday's business?"
"Yes, I plan to inquire about the exact budget consumption and necessary materials."
Since the man had summoned her to the supply warehouse, she could easily brush off any chance encounters by claiming she was checking things like yesterday.
"Is that so? Take care."
The Holy Flame Princess permitted it nonchalantly, and Yang Ha-jeong struggled to keep her steps from quickening as she left the sickroom behind.
But unlike her gait, her excited heart failed to notice the Holy Flame Princess's suspicious gaze fixed on her back.
I arrived at the supply warehouse a bit earlier than the time I'd told Yang Ha-jeong and was rummaging around.
I couldn't easily touch the medicine storage, but the supply warehouse was caked in dust, so I'd cleaned it up.
I swept the dust clumps from brooms and rags into the air, then sucked it all up with my suction technique, gathered it into a ball, and tossed it outside. Done.
'Learning martial arts really makes daily life convenient.'
Having Flame Yang Art or Ice Cold Art would be great for heating water or chilling drinks too.
Anyway, after admiring the neatly cleaned warehouse in short order, I spread out the white cloth I'd brought beforehand over the thickly padded straw to make a simple bed.
Even after setting up this makeshift bed, I still had some time left. I planned to wait a moment, but sensing her approach, I chuckled softly.
"Why... are you laughing?"
Yang Ha-jeong entered cautiously, scanning the surroundings, but my smile lingered, leaving her flustered.
"It's nothing."
I went to the door, took her hand, and pulled her in. She followed with a puzzled expression, then blushed upon seeing the bed I'd prepared.
"E-even something like this..."
"Standing all the time would be tiring, wouldn't it? Don't you like it?"
"Whether I like it or not, what does that matter..."
Yang Ha-jeong wore a scandalized look, but she subtly shifted to help as I undressed her.
I deftly untied even the silken cord—not a sword belt—and stripped her down to her undergarments.
"P-people might come... At least keep some clothes on..."
"No one will. And if they do, I'll sense it beforehand."
I countered as I removed my own clothes.
Constantly staying alert might lower immersion a bit, but I could endure that to have her fully nude.
Yang Ha-jeong seemed a little concerned, but after I reassured her several times, she began placing her hands on my body, starting things up.
I too stroked her tofu-smooth white skin from her nape downward, then slipped off her breast bindings like flowing water.
"Ha-jeong... You know you're really into it lately, right?"
"Hmmm...!"
With her nipples erect and her lower parts soaked, Yang Ha-jeong bit her lip, unable to retort.
Her body, thoroughly taken once a day without fail, reacted sensitively to my touch and quickly prepared to accept me.
Supporting her back and hips, I gently laid her on the floor, swiftly stripped her secret place bare, and spread her ankles wide.
Beneath the neatly trimmed wild growth, red petals quivering in anticipation dripped transparent nectar in lewd display.
"I'm putting it in."
"Yes... Ahhnn♥"
Squiiiish♥
Her entrance, hips slightly raised in perfect readiness, clenched tightly around me the moment I entered, as if mocking its earlier flutters.
Yang Ha-jeong's flushed face twisted in pleasure, igniting my lust.
'You too, someday...!'
I'd impregnate her for sure. For now, the aftermath was an issue, and she didn't want it either, so I held back—but someday, definitely.
Yang Ha-jeong stifled her moans, matching my hip movements to take me in. I wanted to make her cry out freely, but that wouldn't do.
The soundproofing barrier blocked sound from escaping but also from entering.
Staying fully vigilant through qi sense alone wasn't impossible, but it'd cramp my style too much.
"Ahht♥ Hng...!"
And truth be told—a secret—she looked so hot holding back her moans that I was deliberately thrusting hard to make it tougher.
Her bitten lips leaking moans and tightly shut eyes shedding tears drove me wild.
Hugging her jiggling body—where she secretly fretted over slight flab—and pounding down, the downside was that even one round passed like a dream.
"I'm cumming inside...!"
"Huuht...!"
But with time short, there was no helping it. Yesterday's two rounds had nearly turned risky, hadn't they?
Her hips subtly responding to the second ejaculation still danced lewdly in my mind, but I hypnotized myself to be satisfied with one.
Instead of holding back, I drove my fully erect shaft mercilessly to the limit.
"Take it...! All my semen... into your womb...!"
"Ahht...♥ No...!"
Even as she said no, Yang Ha-jeong wrapped her arms and legs around me. Feeling her legs lock around my hips, I twisted my waist slightly to bury myself as deep as possible.
"Get pregnant...!"
Bluuuuursh
"Haaaang♥"
Her cry muffled into my chest as she buried her face there.
Her sweat-damp forehead rubbing my chest, the vibrations through her body fueling my excitement, urging my balls to empty completely in that single release.
Damn... this lewd milf...!
After filling her tightly squeezing pussy to the brim, I rolled sideways while holding her. Yang Ha-jeong lay sideways too, gazing at me in my arms.
"Felt good...?"
"...I'm not saying..."
Her ecstatic expression snapped back at my words, denying her attachment to my cock.
But that just made me chuckle, reddening her face further. Unable to bear my laughter, Yang Ha-jeong rose first.
As if refusing to cling unlike with her husband, she forcibly emptied her pussy of my cock, then lightly wiped her body with the cloth she'd prepared and dressed.
"Young hero..."
"Ah, I'll tidy up and go soon too. Things have been busy lately."
I was mulling over introducing ledgers to the clinic for easier record-keeping and how to format them.
Work should be streamlined for quick completion, leaving more time for fun. Not a modern genius, but tricks are there to use.
"Then... I'll be off."
Yang Ha-jeong usually felt bad leaving cleanup to me alone and offered help, but agreed it only increased risk if we both lingered.
What would we say if asked why we were cleaning together?
Better to frame it as the clinic owner leading by example.
"Alright then..."
I dressed, tucked the cum-stained cloth inside, gathered the straw from the floor, and tidied up.
Checking if the cleaning was thorough, I suddenly sensed a chilling presence.
"Oh no..."
Astonished that I'd failed to detect the approach until it was at my back, I whirled to swing a fist toward the source—but before I could turn fully, a massive impact struck my nape.
'What is this...'
Falling, I heard a man's voice in my ear. But as consciousness faded, I couldn't make out his words.
Yang Ha-jeong felt a delusion each time the man filled her with his essence—like her body growing slightly younger.
Not truly younger, but her inner energy purifying and growing; without details, she couldn't know.
Anyway, feeling lighter was pleasant, and secretly indulging even more so.
"Oh, Aunt, you're back?"
Returning in high spirits, she was warmly welcomed by the Holy Flame Princess.
One might wonder at such joy for a familiar face, but there was reason.
Hooked on commoner fare, the princess fetched renowned dishes from eateries, brothels, and inns—but too much for one, so she often shared with Yang Ha-jeong.
'Though loneliness is the real reason...'
"Yes, Nephew. Have you found another delicacy today?"
"Delicacy? Of course, a delicacy. Absolutely."
Having lived her life in stifling palaces, even after taking a consort, her treatment in the household little different from court life.
Falling for rustic delights far from formality was common, but never had she seemed this satisfied—sparking Yang Ha-jeong's curiosity.
"I want to share the taste with you right now, so let's head back for today."
"Right now, you mean?"
For the princess—who oversaw even common pregnant patients more than frontier generals—to say this left Yang Ha-jeong taken aback.
But with no reason to object, she accompanied the princess back to their manor.
Waiting there was a delicacy beyond imagination.