From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

"But if they read the training of female admonitions, how can they write the eight-yong tower that will last through the ages, and leave the country to future generations. It is sinful for women to be sincere, but they can chant the moon and sing the wind. What restricts them has never been Talent, but this era!”

Xing Jingyao wanted to continue to refute, but he heard her whisper.

"Do you think it's strange or not? The world was born under a woman's skirt, but all the rules and morals are to prevent a woman's skirt from flying."

"Uncle." Wen Zhu's voice sounded outside.

Xing Jingyao took a deep breath to calm down his anger, and he opened the curtain: "What's the matter?"

"The second master of the Chen family has asked the young man to come and ask you to go to Chunyue Tower for a talk."

Wen Zhu spoke clearly, and Xing Jingyao glanced at Meng Liu subconsciously. Her cold gaze was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, and the anger that had just subsided became strong again.

"I'll ride over there on horseback, and you can lead the group back first."

Before he finished speaking, he got out of the carriage and turned around to see that the curtains of the carriage had blocked the sight of the two of them.

Meng Liu raised the corner of his lips, is he worthy of being the male lead? She entered Chunhui Garden angrily, got on the bed and buried herself in the quilt as soon as the door was closed.

Why is she trying to reason with an ancient feudal man? Does she really want to give birth to a child for such a man who looks down on women as dirty and smelly?

[System, what will happen if you don’t do this task? 】

[It will reincarnate infinitely, you choose it yourself. 】

"..."

Xing Jingyao rode his horse to Chunyue Tower.

The three men had arrived early, each holding a girl in his arms and drinking wine. This court did not prohibit officials from having sex with prostitutes, so Xing Jingyao came generously dressed in court clothes.

"Is this just coming to court?" Chen Qingyu asked after taking a sip of wine.

Xing Jingyao pursed his lips, still in a bad mood: "Yeah."

"Your sweetheart has been waiting for you next door for a long time." Zhang Ruicai joked with a smile.

"What are you being so careful about?" He tugged on his collar irritably.

Lin Zhengqing pursed her lips and said, "You just have to go and see her. Today, she personally sent her maid to our door to beg us. She will die to see you again."

Xing Jingyao's brows almost knit together, he stood up and strode into the second room.

Caidi has been waiting in the house anxiously. She is not sure whether Xing Jingyao will come. If he doesn't come, she will have to go to Xing Mansion in person. But after all, the woman who came to visit her was downgraded, and she didn't want to be looked down upon when she entered the Xing Mansion in the future.

"I thought I made it very clear to you that day." Xing Jingyao didn't even want to save face anymore and asked as soon as he entered the door.

The expression on Cai Die's face trembled: "It's all the slave's fault. If you are dissatisfied, you can take it out on your family."

Her tender skin caressed the man's thick arm and lightly traced it.

Perhaps he had seen Tuan Tuan's stubborn temper too much, so Xing Jingyao felt annoyed when he saw her pretentious look.

"I don't have any thoughts about you, and you don't need to find me through them in the future." After saying that, he stood up and left.

Cadie quickly grabbed him: "Wait."

"Anything else?"

The woman's eyes were filled with tears. She picked up the tea cup and handed it to him with a sad smile: "Although Mr. Xing did not wish for it, I have taken care of my family for three years. I thank you for this tea instead of wine." I took care of you in the past, but from now on we will be happy."

Xing Jingyao sighed, took the tea and drank it in one gulp.

The fragrance of cinnamon in the room suddenly became stronger, making him feel dizzy. The burning heat from his lower abdomen gradually spread. Xing Jingyao bit the tip of his tongue to keep the altar clear.

The woman's hands were already on his shoulders. Xing Jingyao sneered and kicked her away. Cai Die hit her back hard on the carved wooden bed and spat out a mouthful of blood. Was a third-grade official of the day so calculating?

"She really is a prostitute, she's despicable!"

He called out to another boy: "Send this woman to the army."

"Yes."

Cai Die ignored the pain in her chest and quickly bent down and knelt down: "No! No! Mr. Xing, please let me go, please!"

The women sent to the army were nothing more than military prostitutes. In the past, they were all the daughters of guilty officials. It was a place that was a hundred times more torturous than a brothel. If you fell there, you would have no hope in this life.

She kowtowed, and within a few moments her forehead was covered with blood.

The boy dutifully picked up the woman, Xing Jingyao waved his hand: "Wait a minute."

Cai Die looked over with hopeful eyes.

"Gag her mouth and drag her away."

"Yes."

*

He returned to Xing Mansion in a hurry, feeling hot and hot all over. As soon as he entered the house, he ordered someone to give him cold water and asked Wenzhu to call the doctor.

A big family like the Xing Mansion has a doctor in the house, but it happened that the mother of the doctor in Jin'er Mansion passed her birthday and took a leave of absence.

Even changing three buckets of cold water didn't work, so Xing Jingyao put on his underwear angrily and started boxing in the yard.

Hongtao finally begged the old lady for grace and came back from Yansong Pavilion. She was suffering terribly these days. I don’t know where the old lady learned that every time she spent the night, she just beat her legs for the uncle to see if her nose was not her nose or her eyes were not. It's not like her godmother intercedes for her, she still doesn't know when she will be able to come back to serve her master.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Hongyao was holding the ginseng soup and asked in surprise, how could he box at this time?

Xing Jingyao's voice became hoarse, he turned around and pulled Hongyao into the inner room. The ginseng soup fell to the ground, and no one dared to remind him.

He hurriedly peeled off her clothes, revealing the woman's white tender flesh. Hongdao blushed shyly, but she did not refuse. She took the initiative to put her lips on her.

Xing Jingyao's eyes became confused, and what flashed through his eyes was the woman's disgusted expression that day and her cold eyes today.

Just when their lips were about to touch each other, he grabbed the woman's clothes and said, "Get out."

Hongtao was shocked. She clearly noticed something was wrong with him, so why did she stop?

She reached out tremblingly: "Let me serve you."

Xing Jingyao didn't let her touch her at all: "I told you to get out!"

The man's furious voice sounded, and the veins on his forehead bulged. Hongtao had no doubt that he would break his neck in the next second, and without caring about anything else, he crawled out of the yard.

It came again, that feeling came again. He felt nauseous when he saw a woman's body. Even when the medicine was taking effect, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

But now it's different from before. He seems to... long for another woman.

But she was the only woman who didn't want to have a relationship with him.

Xing Jingyao suppressed it and tried to solve it by himself. Half an hour passed, but it didn't work at all and he couldn't get out.

He pressed his forehead and made a difficult decision.

"Call Tuantuan."

Meng Liu stood up upset. What do you mean? He wanted to find her as soon as he came back from the brothel. He didn't feel disgusted but he felt dirty. He scolded Xing Jingyao eight hundred times in his heart and stepped into the inner room.