Su Liyan explained, "Hubby~ I... I haven’t seen our mother in a long time. I’ll take Bengbeng and sleep with her tonight, so we can have a little chat."

"Oh, is that so? Alright, you go ahead then," Lu Yuan replied, kicking off his boots and climbing into bed.

After Lu Yuan spoke, Su Liyan gave a little "mhm" and scurried away, holding Bengbeng.

The late autumn night was a bit chilly. Lu Yuan took off his outer coat, changed into a set of pajamas, and lay down, pulling a quilt over himself.

Lu Yuan lay on his back, staring at the ceiling beams. ’It feels a little strange without my wife here.’

In the silent room, a sudden thought struck Lu Yuan.

"Oh no!"

Lu Yuan quickly got up, slipped on his slippers, and headed for the door.

The moment Lu Yuan pulled open the door, just as he was about to step out, he found his way blocked by two people.

It was none other than Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin.

Lu Yuan’s eyes scanned them up and down. Aunt Zhao and Aunt Song were dressed in sexy nightgowns.

The nightgowns, as thin as a cicada’s wings, barely concealed them. One didn’t need to look closely to see everything they tantalizingly hinted at.

It was Lu Yuan’s first day back at the manor. After traveling for days, he had just wanted to lie down and rest early.

Who would have thought that Aunt Zhao and Aunt Song would be eyeing him so covetously?

Lu Yuan cursed himself internally: ’Lu Yuan, oh, Lu Yuan, for all your skills, how could you not have noticed your two aunts standing right outside your door?’

Aunt Zhao said, "My sweet darling, where are you off to?"

Lu Yuan glanced at Aunt Zhao’s ample curves, swallowed hard, and said, "My dear aunts, I... I need to go take a leak."

How could Lu Yuan’s little trick possibly escape the eyes of Aunt Zhao, a woman known as the Black Widow?

Using her formidable frame, Aunt Zhao shoved Lu Yuan back into the room.

Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin each took a step forward, trapping Lu Yuan inside.

Song Meiqin even remembered to turn around and shut the door.

Aunt Song pointed to the chamber pot not far away and said, "Good nephew, isn’t the chamber pot right over there? On such a chilly night, is there really a need to go outside just to relieve yourself?"

Lu Yuan slapped his forehead. "Look at my memory. I’ve been away from home for so many days, I completely forgot about this thing."

With his back to his two aunts, Lu Yuan began to pee with a loud SPLASH SPLASH.

Lu Yuan hadn’t actually needed to use the latrine, so now he had to force out a little extra to avoid his aunts seeing through his excuse.

DRIP... DRIP...

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but give himself a little shudder, followed by a shake. Only after he was sure he’d shaken off the last drop did he pull up his pajama pants.

Lu Yuan turned to his two aunts and said, "Please, have a seat, my dear aunts. Why are you still standing?"

The three of them sat down around the table. Lu Yuan continued, "So, my dear aunts, is there something you needed to see me about today?"

Aunt Zhao, ever blunt, said, "Let’s not beat around the bush, my sweet darling. You tell me. You came back today, and you haven’t visited either of your aunts’ rooms. What’s the meaning of this?"

Aunt Song chimed in, "Exactly. Has that Little Fox completely bewitched you? Do you think your aunts are old and faded, not as easy on the eyes as Xiaoqian?"

For Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin, it would have been fine if they’d never had a taste of pleasure.

But once they had, at an age where a woman is as ravenous as a wolf, and with Lu Yuan having been away from the manor for so long, they could no longer hold back.

For Lu Yuan to show no interest on his first day back was more than enough to make his two aunts utterly impatient.

Lu Yuan feigned composure, taking a sip of the cold water in his cup. HISS... "My dear aunts, you’ve misunderstood," he said. "I still adore you. I didn’t dally with other women while I was away. It’s just that I’ve been traveling for days and I’m truly a bit tired."

But Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin weren’t listening to any of it. They were relentless.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Well then, tonight... who shall I choose to serve me first?"

’Choose who?’

’At a time like this, is he still going to pretend he can’t read the room?’

Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin glanced at each other.

Song Meiqin went up and grabbed Lu Yuan’s legs, while Zhao Qiao’Er used her strength to lift him up in a bear hug.

"Hey, hey, hey, my dear aunts, what are you doing? Hey, hey, hey..."

Working together, the two of them gently tossed Lu Yuan onto the bed.

Though his words were a protest, his body offered no resistance.

A Long Snake with several hundred years of cultivation and a Flying Corpse with a thousand couldn’t do a thing to Lu Yuan.

If Lu Yuan had truly wanted to resist, hundreds of Aunt Zhaos and Aunt Songs wouldn’t have been able to budge him an inch.

So, Lu Yuan simply gave up resisting. He spread his arms and legs wide, forming a star shape on the bed!

Putting on an expression like he was the one being taken advantage of, he relented, "Come on, then. Both of you, come at me."

In a flurry of activity from Aunt Zhao and Aunt Song...

Lu Yuan’s clothes flew off in a graceful arc, landing perfectly hooked on the teapot.

Aunt Zhao heaved herself onto the bed, while Aunt Song pulled the bed curtains closed behind them.

In no time at all, both Aunt Zhao’s and Aunt Song’s nightgowns were tossed on the floor.

From Lu Yuan’s room...

First came sounds like the braying of a she-donkey...

Then came sounds like the chirping of an oriole...

Lu Yuan was at it until the dead of night. Drowsiness washed over him, and his eyelids grew heavy.

Aunt Zhao and Aunt Song were draped on his left and right. In contrast, Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin were exceptionally clear-headed and excited, with no intention of sleeping at all.

Aunt Zhao said, "Isn’t this kang a bit small? We should tear it down tomorrow and build a bigger heated one. And then we can have our sweet darling lay down one of those warm... pathways, right?"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan suddenly became much more alert. "Right," he continued, "let’s build a big communal bed, as big as the one in the Dongchang City Prefecture Yamen..."

SNORE... SNORE...

Lu Yuan had fallen back asleep.

Aunt Song nudged Lu Yuan and said gently, "Good nephew, I want you to be like you were with Aunt Zhao. Use a little more strength with me."

Lu Yuan just grunted an "mhm." He was so exhausted he didn’t even know what he was saying anymore.

"Alright, treat you like Aunt Zhao, use strength..."

Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin lifted their heads, looked at each other over Lu Yuan’s body, and giggled.

Lu Yuan felt a twinge of pain, then a wave of pleasure. Too tired to even open his eyes, he managed to say, "My dear aunts, just let me rest for a bit, I’m begging you."

Seeing that their nephew was truly spent, Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin finally lay down to sleep.

「The next day」

When Lu Yuan woke up, he was the only one in the room.

Looking at the neatly folded clothes at the foot of the kang, Lu Yuan recalled the events of last night. ’So it wasn’t a dream.’

’I didn’t even drink, so why am I the only one in the room?’

’Where did my two aunts go?’

Lu Yuan found a fresh set of clothes in the cabinet at the head of the kang and put them on.

Lu Yuan pulled on his boots and opened the door.

"Young Nephew-Master, good afternoon!" a passing servant greeted him politely.

"Afternoon!"

Lu Yuan raised his arms, stretched languidly, and let out a long, contented sigh. "Ahhh~"

He looked up at the big sun hanging in the sky.

The autumn sun was no longer so dazzling.

Lu Yuan muttered to himself, "That was a great sleep. I slept right through to high noon."

Just then, a few rumbling sounds came from his stomach.

Lu Yuan clutched his stomach, suddenly feeling ravenous.

It was only normal to be hungry after such a physically draining activity that lasted late into the night, followed by sleeping until noon.

Lu Yuan also felt a little thirsty, the same dry mouth and throat one gets after a night of drinking.

Lu Yuan was about to head to the kitchen to find something to fill his stomach.

After taking only a few steps, Lu Yuan felt a dull ache in his lower abdomen, forcing him to press a hand to the small of his back as he shuffled toward the kitchen.

He thought to himself: ’One aunt is manageable, but two is a bit much. When the first one’s satisfied, the second one wants her turn. By the time the second one’s done, the first one wants to go again...’ 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

And so the cycle repeated!