Chapter 18 - 18 18 A Knife Over the Character for Lust

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18: Chapter 18 A Knife Over the Character for Lust 18: Chapter 18 A Knife Over the Character for Lust Ordinary illnesses could often be detected through pulse reading alone, revealing the peculiarities within the body. When Liu Hun placed his fingers on Qin Yue’s pulse, he felt not only an unstable energy but also a blood temperature higher than any woman’s, likely due to a burst of hormones in her brain causing discomfort. Liu Hun certainly knew what this meant, but he would never act on it. “Liu Hun, just be honest with me,” Qin Yue grew more nervous as she spoke, “I won’t really have any serious problem, will I? If there’s something wrong, you can tell me, it’s okay, I can handle it!” Liu Hun awkwardly smiled; it was indeed troublesome to talk about this. However, Qin Yue was no outsider, and it wouldn’t hurt to discuss it here since there were no people around, especially not busybodies like Aunt Qiu. “Qin Yue, I’m not trying to trick you. Although I haven’t seen the exact cause of your illness, I can at least sense the fervor of your blood through your pulse. Now, tell me what is really going on? Why did you want to take off your pants? Do you have some strange, embarrassing disease?” This was what Liu Hun was most curious about; no matter the ailment, or how private the area, one should still be able to show it to a doctor, though he had stopped it earlier. But somehow... the site of Qin Yue’s malady only deepened his confusion. Qin Yue understood what Liu Hun meant, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she looked down, too shy to speak. Not until Liu Hun urged her did she slowly lift her head, her features as charmingly red as the setting sun, and there seemed to be a faint sound of her catching her breath. “I’ll tell you, but you mustn’t laugh at me,” Qin Yue worried that once she spoke, Liu Hun would laugh. She had her pride, and there were things a man shouldn’t know about, especially a man as masculine as Liu Hun, who made many women in the village swoon. “Don’t worry, I won’t laugh at you. And right now, I’m your doctor, here to treat you. If you don’t tell me the source of the problem, how can I know what’s wrong?” Liu Hun gave Qin Yue a reassurance, and smiled lightly. Relieved by Liu Hun’s words, Qin Yue no longer held back. She then placed a long, thick object from behind her onto the table and said, “All the men are out there striving, and which woman wouldn’t want to find a solution for some problems? Liu Hun, you see, if this gets out, won’t it be embarrassing?” “The source of your problem might be right here,” Liu Hun slightly frowned, staring intently at the smooth object on the table, “Qin Yue, have you been using this all along? Have there been any problems with it before?” “Before? There was none... but this past month, I’ve felt uncomfortable using it,” Qin Yue scratched her head, “Do you think the problem might be with it?” Liu Hun nodded solemnly, “Possibly, maybe it’s contaminated with something.” “Contaminated?” Qin Yue lowered her head, lost in thought. Suddenly, she shot up and exclaimed in alarm, “No way... I need to check if my items are still hung outside on the wall!” Liu Hun did not follow her; such a situation could be awkward if a man were present. Before Liu Hun could react, Qin Yue had already run outside. A few minutes later, Liu Hun sat inside, hearing no noise from outside. Just a glance at those knobbly items wouldn’t take long; could something have happened? “Qin Yue? Qin Yue?” Liu Hun called out as he walked outside. No one was around, and the knobbly items hanging on the wall were intact, as if untouched. As he was about to regain his composure, a wailing noise came from the neighboring house. “Qin Yue?” Liu Hun softly called, grasping a stick beside him. He walked toward the side house, and as his steps quickened, a foul odor increasingly filled the air. It was a smell Liu Hun found disturbingly familiar. With a push of the door, Liu Hun, without a second word, threw the stick in his hand toward the figure inside. “Ouch!” A cry of pain rang out as a man dressed in disheveled clothes fell to the ground. “You... who are you?” Liu Hun moved in front, recognizing the man’s face, “Mo Wen?” He instantly recognized him as the man who had recently wanted to compete with him for the right to use the dilapidated temple at the village chief’s house. But what was Mo Wen doing in Qin Yue’s side house? Could it be that this guy... A sound resembling a lamb’s cry echoed from within the hay. Liu Hun looked over to see Qin Yue pressed down by Mo Wen in the hay, her hands tied and her mouth gagged, unable to scream. He suddenly felt relieved; had he arrived a moment later, who knows what might have happened. Liu Hun forcefully tore the ropes binding Qin Yue, and she instantly grabbed the stick from his hand and began savagely beating Mo Wen, “You little brat! How long have you been holding back? How dare you target me? If it weren’t for Liu Hun being here... today, I would’ve truly fallen into your trap!” Liu Hun then realized, Mo Wen had targeted Qin Yue, the culprit behind tampering with her items. But he hadn’t expected Qin Yue to call him. Had it been delayed any longer, Mo Wen’s effort over the past month would have come to fruition. “Ow, ow... please, madam, stop, I was wrong,” Mo Wen wailed in pain. Mo Wen, trying to avoid the blows, moved frantically, his face twisting grotesquely with each strike. Qin Yue did not hold back, the force of her blows growing as her anger drew the villagers to the scene, eager for the spectacle. “What’s happened here? Why is it so noisy? Could there be a fight?” “Oh my, I heard it too, it’s so loud here. Hey, isn’t that Mo Wen? Why is Qin Yue beating him?” “Yeah, it’s not just Mo Wen, Fei Zi is here too.” The villagers, usually occupied only with farm work, rarely got to witness such a scene. Now presented with a drama, they certainly weren’t going to just walk away. Village chief Ye Canghai, along with his wife, was passing by Qin Yue’s house when he was drawn by the noise of the villagers spectating. Normally, these people were too busy. Now gathered at Qin Yue’s place, something must have happened to the girl 보기?

Chapter 18 - 18 18 A Knife Over the Character for Lust

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