The stockade burned fiercely in the inferno.
Below the mountain, the three figures stood silently, speechless for a long time.
"This woman, hateful and pathetic!" Murong Qiuyue couldn't help but say.
"Those who are pitiful must have reasons for being hated. She willingly fell into depravity, what could anyone do? The thought that she actually sought revenge for a scumbag and almost killed Feilong makes me furious!" Murong Qingxue gritted her teeth.
The most crucial part was that she had been fooled. She felt deeply deceived!
"Aunt, that woman said you like Feilong. Is that true?" Murong Qiuyue suddenly asked.
Yang Feilong's gaze remained steady, but his ears twitched, unable to suppress his curiosity.
Even so, Murong Qingxue, with a blushing face and annoyance, retorted, "Murong Qiuyue, what nonsense are you spouting? How could I possibly like Yang Feilong?"
"Don't you know something? The louder you deny caring, the more you actually care! You've lost your composure!" Murong Qiuyue shook her head and said.
"Who lost their composure?" Murong Qingxue's pretty doll-like face was flushed red, and she angrily shouted, "I can't be bothered with you. You two lovebirds, have your fun. I'm going back, lest I interrupt you!"
"Stop!" Murong Qiuyue called out.
"You..." Murong Qingxue gritted her teeth and looked at Murong Qiuyue.
"Feilong, go to the side for a moment. Not too far, but not too close! Aunt and I have something to discuss!" Murong Qiuyue looked at Yang Feilong and pleaded, "Could you?"
"Cough, cough, you two talk!" Yang Feilong suppressed his curiosity, though he was eager to know what the aunt and niece would discuss.
After all, they wanted him to leave so he wouldn't overhear.
After Yang Feilong left, Murong Qiuyue looked at her evasive aunt and asked, "Aunt, do you like Feilong?"
Seeing Murong Qingxue about to deny it, Murong Qiuyue added, "I sincerely hope you tell me the truth!"
"Don't worry, I won't interfere with you!" Murong Qingxue's eyes welled up with tears. She dared not look at Murong Qiuyue, her gaze fixed on the sky above, afraid that if she looked down, tears would stream from her eyes.
Seeing Murong Qingxue like this, Murong Qiuyue knew exactly what her aunt was feeling.
She had clearly fallen in love but was afraid to admit it!
If she didn't like him, why would she be so eager to explain? She would have simply laughed it off.
"It seems Aunt likes Feilong!" Murong Qiuyue stated.
"So what if I do? Laugh at me if you want. Once we're done talking, I'll wander the world, and you two can join me!" Murong Qingxue said proudly.
Although she would miss Yang Feilong terribly, he was Qiuyue's man. It was one thing to have feelings for a man who was already taken; she could be the other woman. She had always said she wanted to find someone she loved, even if he was married, she wouldn't mind being the other woman. But if she didn't meet someone she loved, no matter how outstanding he was, or even if he loved only her, she wouldn't simply be with just anyone.
She had always wanted to find someone she loved, and it would be best if he loved her back!
But now, she had fallen for a man she shouldn't have—her nephew Murong Qiuyue's boyfriend!
This made her afraid to face it!
What she feared most was Murong Qiuyue's gaze!
"Why don't you two be together?" Murong Qiuyue suddenly asked.
"You're going to give him to me? No, no, no! How deeply you love him, I know it. You can't live without him. I can't steal your man, not even if I die!" Murong Qingxue said firmly.
"When did I ever say I was letting go?" Murong Qiuyue said helplessly, "I can't live without him!"
"Then are you trying to amuse me?" Murong Qingxue felt hurt, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
Her doll-like face, streaked with tears, looked incredibly pitiful.
"I asked why don't the two of us be together?" Murong Qiuyue said helplessly, seeing Murong Qingxue's heartbroken expression. Look how sad she is.
"Ah, the two of us... together with him?" Murong Qingxue finally understood Murong Qiuyue's meaning. She looked at Murong Qiuyue, bewildered, as if to say, are you joking?
"How can that be?"
"Why can't it be!" Murong Qiuyue said calmly, "There are many such situations. Didn't you tell me similar stories before?"
"But that was just a story!" Murong Qingxue stammered.
She had never thought of it this way before. Although they looked like sisters, and she even looked younger than Murong Qiuyue due to her stunning doll-like face, they weren't. She was twice Murong Qiuyue's age!
"A story? It must have been inspired by reality. If I can accept it, why can't you?" Murong Qiuyue gave Murong Qingxue an exasperated look and asked.
"I, I'm afraid your father will beat me to death!" Murong Qingxue said timidly, her face flushing crimson. "He told me to keep a close eye on you at home, but instead, I took you wandering the martial world and almost got you killed. And now, to be with you..."
Her face was extremely flushed.
"Let's just not let my father know too much for now!" Murong Qiuyue said, "Besides, I have a purpose in doing this."
"What purpose?" Murong Qingxue was curious.
"Feilong mentioned he has over a dozen women. I imagine there are couples like us among them. If the two of us team up, we can compete for more of his love, right? After all, he rejected my confession before!" Murong Qiuyue said. "If you join, it will not only free you from heartache but also help me!"
Hearing this, Murong Qingxue felt her resistance greatly diminish. In truth, her initial rejection was strong, but later, she only spoke that way out of shyness.
Now that Murong Qiuyue had provided a way out, Murong Qingxue knew how to proceed.
"Qiuyue, isn't this too much of a compromise for you?" Murong Qingxue looked at Murong Qiuyue with a gentle expression. She knew Murong Qiuyue was giving her all sorts of reasons and excuses to ease her concerns. While she was a little worried about Murong Qiuyue's brother, it wasn't hard to solve that problem!
She had always planned to live alone until she met someone she loved. Now that she and Murong Qiuyue both loved the same man, she would just keep it discreet. As long as no one knew, it would be fine.
Although it was a slight compromise, compared to completely cutting ties with Yang Feilong, this was the best choice!
"It's not a compromise. Seeing you happy is enough!" Murong Qiuyue said with a smile.
"By the way, we're discussing this very well, but do you think Feilong will disagree?" Murong Qingxue asked worriedly. "Or perhaps, he doesn't like me?"
"He won't. You don't know, but I feel like he likes you even more than he likes me!" Murong Qiuyue said with a hint of wistfulness.
"Ah?" Murong Qingxue was stunned.
"A young face with a mature figure, you understand! Hmph, he often sneaks glances at you! If he knew we were together, he'd probably be overjoyed." Murong Qiuyue snorted.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Hearing Murong Qiuyue say this, Murong Qingxue's face turned red.
"If you don't believe me, let's call him over later, and you'll see!" Murong Qiuyue said and waved at Yang Feilong.
Yang Feilong moved, and the next moment he was beside the two women. Looking at Murong Qingxue, he felt that she was somehow different from before, though he couldn't quite pinpoint how.
He hadn't listened to their conversation earlier. Although he could have, he believed it was a bad habit to eavesdrop when the two women wanted to have a private chat.
"I have something to tell you. My aunt has also taken a liking to you. What do you plan to do?" Murong Qiuyue looked at Yang Feilong.
"Ah, this..." Yang Feilong pretended to be surprised.
He didn't know what Murong Qiuyue meant by this. He had sensed Murong Qingxue's feelings for him before, as her jealousy was almost written all over her face. Having been in over a dozen relationships, he was no longer a novice in matters of the heart.
"I've discussed it with Aunt just now. We'll both be your girlfriends. What do you say?" Murong Qiuyue said with a blush.
"I..." Yang Feilong was somewhat at a loss due to Murong Qiuyue's directness. He couldn't tell if Murong Qiuyue was testing him or not.
To be honest, Murong Qingxue gave Yang Feilong a different impression. A young face with a mature figure, he had many girlfriends, but none of them were like her. Of course, he wasn't a collector, but he had a unique fondness for Murong Qingxue.
Perhaps, if Murong Qingxue had confessed to him back then, he might have agreed.
Because Murong Qingxue, with her doll-like face, had a powerful impact!
Moreover, Murong Qingxue was very familiar to him.
As for her age? He didn't mind at all. If he minded, he wouldn't have taken Luo Ningxue back then!
After all, Luo Ningxue was only slightly younger than Murong Qingxue.
"If you feel forced, then forget it!" Murong Qingxue said through gritted teeth.
"Not forced!" Yang Feilong instinctively took Murong Qingxue's hand.
Seeing Yang Feilong instinctively grab Murong Qingxue's hand, Murong Qiuyue, despite having agreed that they would both be with Yang Feilong, inexplicably felt a pang of sadness. Yang Feilong, of course, noticed Murong Qiuyue's emotions. The next moment, he pulled Murong Qiuyue closer and embraced them both.
Murong Qiuyue felt much better!
Murong Qingxue felt incredibly nervous, her heart pounding. Yet, she felt Yang Feilong's embrace was warm, and her mood was inexplicably joyful.
Of course, she was also a little embarrassed, being held along with Murong Qiuyue.
The feeling of having one on each side was truly wonderful. Yang Feilong hadn't experienced such a feeling for four or five months. Of course, he wouldn't scare the two girls, as they were both inexperienced in love, so it wouldn't be a quick process.
It was best to cultivate the feeling of love slowly!
"Are you two not feeling wronged by following me? I can't give you all my love!" Yang Feilong said softly, embracing the two soft, jade-like figures and inhaling the scent of their hair.
"As long as you don't leave me, I'll stay by your side forever! I don't mind you having other women. Just a little bit of your love is enough for me," Murong Qingxue said. Though she had lectured Murong Qiuyue earlier with great confidence and seeming experience, she was a novice in matters of the heart.
After so many years of not falling in love, she had finally fallen for someone who was like a player!
It was hard to say whether she was lucky or unlucky!
Lucky, because the man she loved was incredibly outstanding. Unlucky, because the man she loved was a player!
As long as he didn't mind her age, that was enough.
Yang Feilong could feel the deep love the two women had for him, which made him feel both ashamed and moved.
Ashamed because, as a man, he was passive, and moved by their sincerity and true feelings!
"Don't worry, I will love you both with all my heart!" Yang Feilong said earnestly. He loved all his women wholeheartedly.
However, when they were all together, he had to treat them equally, and he couldn't give his whole heart to everyone. It was unavoidable!
Looking at the two gentle and lovely women in his arms, Yang Feilong couldn't resist kissing them. He first kissed Murong Qingxue, as he had already kissed Murong Qiuyue, and Murong Qingxue hadn't yet.
Murong Qingxue was stunned when Yang Feilong suddenly kissed her. It felt like falling off a cliff, no, like flying. She had flown before, but it felt different from this. This feeling was even more beautiful than flying!
And even happier!
Murong Qiuyue felt a bit strange seeing Yang Feilong being intimate with Murong Qingxue. Both were considered her relatives.
Murong Qingxue was initially hesitant, but gradually, she began to respond to Yang Feilong's kiss. After a long while, they separated. Yang Feilong, of course, wouldn't play favorites, and then he kissed Murong Qiuyue. Suddenly, Murong Qiuyue's strangeness vanished.
No, it didn't vanish, it became even stranger!
Because Yang Feilong's mouth still held the taste of Murong Qingxue.
Thus, the two women were immersed in Yang Feilong's romantic kisses.
In fact, Yang Feilong had thought about other things, but he decided against it. Both women were still virgins, and this wasn't the place for it. Moreover, their first time shouldn't be together; that would be unfair to them.
It might make them feel too casual and uncomfortable.
Yang Feilong paid great attention to the psychological feelings of his women. Everything should happen naturally, which was the best outcome!