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Chapter 788

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Tonight, there were only stars but no moon. When one raised their head, they could see the dazzling stars in the sky, as if they could pluck one with just a stretch of their hand.

At this moment, Yang Fan had plucked one. Tonight, he had plucked the brightest star in the Yellow Bamboo Ridge.

A cool breeze blew, cooling the bamboo mountain in the night.

The bamboo forest in the distance formed a patch of sparse shadows under the starlight. It was like a landscape painting that was painted with ink. The only difference was that this painting could move. Every time the wind blew, it would sway in a style unique to midnight.

Perhaps, if the moonlight was like a veil, this scene would be even more enchanting, but this kind of scenery wasn't bad either. For perceptive people, it had a tranquility that penetrated the heart.

However, Yang Fan had no time to appreciate this scenery, let alone compare day and night, rain and snow, starlight and moonlight to see what kind of different style this Yellow Bamboo Ridge would have. At this moment, he was supporting Prince of Luling, Li Xian, as they trudged along the rugged mountain path.

Clap clap clap!

Beside him, Gu Zhuting clapped her hands three times, and several figures immediately leaped out of the bamboo forest in front.

"Lieutenant Yang!"

Gao Ying and Lan Yiqing, who were walking in front, hurried over. Yang Fan said, "This is Prince of Luling!"

The two women immediately stopped and saluted together with the cavalrymen behind them. "This humble subject greets Prince of Luling!"

Prince of Luling's face was filled with excitement. He nervously nodded and wanted to say, "Dispense with the formalities", but his throat was a little choked and he couldn't say anything.

Yang Fan said, "Protect His Highness!"

Gao Ying and Lan Yiqing immediately stepped forward and took Prince of Luling from Yang Fan's hands, one on the left and one on the right.

Gu Zhuting whispered into Yang Fan's ear, "Ah Lang, can we start the fire now?"

Yang Fan said to her in a low voice: "Not now, I still have something to do. Take His Highness to hide under the walls of the stronghold. After I finish my business here, I will send out the signal to attack. When the stronghold is on fire, you will protect His Highness down the mountain. Everything will go according to plan, I will chase after you!"

Somewhat astonished, Gu Zhuting wondered what else Yang Fan had not done. However, under such circumstances, she was unable to ask any questions, so she could only nod and take the lead. Gao Ying and Lan Yiqing supported the Prince of Luling and followed closely behind her while the other one hundred cavalrymen spread out to stand guard around them. With a series of rustling footsteps, the group disappeared into the bamboo forest up ahead.

Seeing that they had already left, Yang Fan immediately dashed into the bamboo thicket. He still had to bring Jiu Cai 'er to the spring. Thinking of Jiu Cai 'er, he recalled the passionate and charming scene in the wisteria cave. His mind suddenly felt like a bamboo forest shrouded in a thin layer of mist, faintly discernible. There were always some things that he wanted to capture that he could not …

She easily got rid of the clothes that were one size larger than her. Then, like a snake that had shed its skin, she wriggled her fresh, tender, pink, beautiful, and flawless body in his arms. She was as gentle as a cat and as cute as a rabbit.

Her small snow-white breasts were like jade bowls, perfectly inlaid on her youthful body that exuded boundless temptation. She was so passionate that there was even a hint of worship in her expression, like a little slave girl who had infinite admiration for her master. She was trying her best to please him and make him feel as if he was in the clouds.

When his consciousness returned to his body, he saw a waterfall of black hair draped over his crotch, and a pretty face that was as pure as a flower's pistil was hidden in that waterfall of black hair. A warm and moist feeling continuously assaulted his heart, causing him to involuntarily tighten the muscles on his buttocks, which were as hard as iron.

A tender and beautiful little face, a small tongue sucking, and a soft and beautiful line of lips conveyed a kind of yellow and tender spring feeling between the inhalation and exhalation … pure and charming, tender and delicate, it formed the most impactful picture.

Yang Fan was a little confused by her technique. An inexperienced girl might understand these things, but he could only feel soft and beautiful lips, a nimble tongue, and a warm mouth. There was not the slightest sound of teeth chattering. Could this also be a kind of instinct?

But he didn't have time to think too much about it. Bursts of pleasure disintegrated his mind, and the beautiful face and the incomparably seductive movements produced a strong impact, destroying his will until he couldn't bear it anymore. Other than releasing, he still wanted to release, so he turned the tables on her.

Her petite and exquisite body was turned into a crescent moon by him. Her smooth, white, and tender buttocks glowed with a hazy, warm, and flirtatious light. Her astonishingly thin waist was like a small bridge on the flowing water. With a graceful and smooth curve, it led a man's desire to the other side of the heaven …

Yang Fan walked on the road to heaven without hesitation, and tried his best to send his body and even his soul into the world of bliss. Until he was in a state of contentment, he heavily pressed on that tender and beautiful body. That body looked so weak that it couldn't even stand a gust of wind, but it was like a tube of flexible bamboo. Even a slight breeze could make it sway, but no matter how strong the storm was, it could still silently endure it.

When Yang Fan released his impulse, he felt pity for the fairer sex. He felt some regret. Regret that he shouldn't have accepted her? What had happened had already happened, and he had always disdained meaningless regrets. He only regretted that he shouldn't have been so reckless. After all, she was still a young girl who had just experienced the world, so how could she withstand his torrential assault?

Fortunately, she gently lay on the extremely elastic grass bed, panting. Her red face and eyes were slightly narrowed, like a cat that had just eaten its fill. There was not a trace of pain on her face.

Yang Fan remembered that a man should take pity on a woman, so he wanted to do something gentle to remedy the situation. But he discovered that there was not a single trace of blood on the meadow. When he asked about it, Jiu Cai 'er's face was blank. She covered her rosy body with her clothes and looked in confusion at the meadow. Then she looked at Yang Fan and muttered to herself, "Why isn't there any?"

Tears flowed out like a spring. Jiu Cai 'er cried very sadly. She tightly gripped Yang Fan's hand and said in fear, "Brother Qiao, I don't know, I really don't know why. I only have you as a man, I didn't lie to you, I really didn't …"

She cried sorrowfully. Her thin lips were bleeding from her neat white teeth, but she didn't even notice. Yang Fan's heart softened. He didn't want to pursue this matter anymore.

When he was in Nanyang, he knew that there were some young girls who worked from a young age, climbing trees and picking coconuts. Indeed, even their first night would not necessarily be witnessed by blood. He didn't understand why, but he had heard the Nanyang girls talk about this before. Since Jiu Cai 'er lived on this mountain, she must have done a lot of climbing since she was young, so this did not prove anything.

Furthermore, since he had taken her body, he naturally had to give her an explanation. He had already decided to bring this girl into the Yang Family. Perhaps he was still infatuated with this girl's beauty and body, and had not developed any feelings of love. But since he had taken her body, he had to do his part as a man.

When taking a concubine, no one cared about what a concubine had done in the past. There was no lack of nobles and celebrities in the capital who would take in a famous courtesan and make her their most beloved concubine. Yang Fan would not care too much about a concubine's past. With her incomparable beauty, it was very easy for a man to become more tolerant and tolerant.

Yang Fan was just a little displeased. He was displeased by her deception. However, Yang Fan could not be sure that she was lying. Her tears, her sorrowful eyes, and the painful expression on her face when she bit her lips, all of these made Yang Fan's suspicions disappear. He could not believe that this expression was fake. She was only a sixteen-year-old girl, how could she have such exquisite acting skills?

But once suspicions were born, it was not so easy to get rid of them. Jiu Cai 'er's sorrowful, sorrowful, and heartbroken tears had once washed away the suspicions in his heart, but now that they were heading towards the meeting place, the doubts that had dispersed quietly returned like dark clouds.

Her previous initiative, her performance, and the fact that she did not bleed afterwards, all of these suspicious points made Yang Fan unable to get rid of them. However, this kind of experience could not be used as a basis to make a conclusive judgment.

Yang Fan had already thought of a possibility. If she was really hiding it, if she was lying, then thinking about the situation she had told him before, perhaps … … she had lied before. With her peerless beauty and the fact that she had lost the protection of her parents, it would not be easy for her to protect herself.

Perhaps she had been bullied before. If that was the case, she would have been so angry when she found out that he had taken advantage of her while she was unconscious. That was why she had wanted to smash him to death so decisively. This kind of extreme reaction seemed to make sense.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan decided that even if his guess was true, he would not expose it. It was not her fault, but her misfortune. He had to forgive her and accept her. No matter how unbearable it was, it was all in the past. In the future, with him, this misfortune would never happen again.

Yang Fan rushed to the mouth of the spring. After calling out softly, Jiu Cai 'er jumped out of the grass like a startled rabbit and threw herself into his arms. "Older Brother Qiao, you're finally here. I was so scared, I've never been hiding here so late at night … …"

Having put down the knot in his heart, Yang Fan smiled softly and stroked her hair. He said in a low voice, "Did your family notice?"

"En!"

Jiu Cai 'er replied in a cute nasal voice and nodded in his arms. "No, I snuck out while they were asleep."

Yang Fan said with relief, "That's good. This is not a place to stay for long. Let's go!"

"Okay!"

Jiu Cai 'er happily agreed before realizing something was wrong. "Older Brother Qiao, this is not the direction to go down the mountain."

Yang Fan said, "I know, I still have something to do. Come with me!"

Yang Fan pulled the confused Jiu Cai 'er to a protruding rock and said to her, "Wait for me here!"

After saying that, Yang Fan leaped onto the rock and took out a match from his bosom. He pulled out the stopper and blew it hard. The match emitted a flame. Yang Fan immediately raised it and waved it in a big circle in the direction of the dark village. He waved it three times in a row. In a flash, a red circle also appeared in the village and waved three times in his direction.

Yang Fan put away the match and jumped down from the rock. Holding Jiu Cai 'er's soft hand, he said in a low voice, "Come, follow me down the mountain!"

When Yang Fan was halfway down the mountain path, a house in the village suddenly burst into flames. The flames quickly lit up the sky.

Jiu Cai 'er turned her head and realized, "So he had helpers. Starting the fire … … was to attract the attention of the guards so they could escape the mountain!"

She was pulled by Yang Fan as they ran. Her eyes flickered as she looked at the fire and the commotion in the village. She silently said goodbye in her heart, "I'm sorry! Father, mother, I'm leaving. I don't want to live in a place like this. I want to change my way of living. I'm leaving, forever, forever … … "

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