Lin Chong's Women's Cuju Team

Ning Weizhi quickly led Zhang Ruowen into the palace, and they headed straight for Qixia Palace. Zhang Ruowen had changed into clean prison clothes and was carrying a medicine box. His face was a little pale, and he looked like a frail scholar. However, his refined demeanor convinced Emperor Huizong that this man was a physician, not some heinous prisoner.

Zhang Ruowen, through the embroidered screen, used a white silk thread to examine Chen Jinhuan's pulse. He frowned; the woman's pulse was unstable, indicating an imbalance of yin and yang, suggesting she might have been afflicted by a legendary love potion. He didn't know much about love potions, but he knew of Chen Jinhuan's affair with Ning Zhanyan and guessed that Ning Zhanyan had used a love potion on her. However, even if he had a thousand lives, he wouldn't dare tell Emperor Huizong the truth.

Zhang Ruowen vaguely remembered that he had once read an ancient book related to love poison. It recorded that any woman afflicted with love poison could only have sexual relations with the opposite sex whose mother poison was present. If she were to have relations with any other man, she would die on the spot from the poison. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, a person afflicted with love poison must maintain absolute loyalty, body and soul, to the opposite sex whose mother poison was present.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruowen came up with an idea to help Chen Jinhuan. He was grateful to Chen Jinhuan for pretending to have a headache to save him today, so he respectfully said to Emperor Huizong, "Your Majesty, I have just examined the Empress's pulse. The Empress's headache is due to years of depression and living in the dark underground of Mingfu Cave for three years. Her body is cold and her constitution is weak. She needs to rest for a period of time."

"I see! I will certainly use the best medicine to help my beloved concubine recover. But how long will it take for you to completely cure Consort Luo's headaches?" Emperor Huizong sat by Consort Luo's bedside and asked Zhang Ruowen.

"I have roughly estimated that it will take at least half a year to completely cure Consort Luo's headache and restore her health. During this period, Your Majesty must not have sexual relations with Consort Luo. Only in this way can we strengthen her constitution and restore her vitality!" Zhang Ruowen said solemnly to Emperor Huizong of Song.

The Emperor couldn't let Consort Luo serve him in bed? A beauty to behold but not to possess—this was going to be the death of Emperor Huizong. His face immediately darkened, and staring into Zhang Ruowen's eyes, he asked him in a harsh, displeased tone, "Zhang Ruowen, I thought you were some kind of divine physician, but it turns out you're nothing special! It actually took you half a year to cure Consort Luo's headache?"

“Your Majesty, please trust me! I can guarantee that if any other imperial physician were to examine Her Majesty, the result would be the same as mine, but they would not be able to cure Her Majesty’s headaches. Your Majesty, consider this: Her Majesty has suffered immense injustice in the past, which has led to her severe depression. If the root cause is not treated, she will likely suffer from frequent headaches in the future. How can she then serve Your Majesty with peace of mind?” Zhang Ruowen spoke these words with great confidence, which made Emperor Huizong of Song frown even more deeply.

"Fine! Half a year it is. I want you to sign a death contract. If you can't cure Consort Luo's headache within six months, I will cut off your head." As soon as Emperor Huizong finished speaking, he waved his hand and ordered Liu Guangyu to prepare the death contract. Then he looked helplessly at Consort Luo on the bed with her eyes half closed and her brows furrowed.

It's so difficult to get this beauty. He couldn't find her for days and was so distracted from politics that he couldn't eat or sleep. Now that she's right in front of him, he can't get close to her. It's agonizing! But there's plenty of time. He's not in a hurry. He wants this woman to serve him happily. He wants her body, but he wants her heart even more.

Under the blazing sun, two majestic stone lion statues stood before the imposing gates of the Dali Temple, their bared fangs and claws rendered with lifelike detail, exuding power and majesty. Lin Chong staggered out of the Dali Temple prison gates, feeling that the bright sunshine before him was something he hadn't seen in a long time. He couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Brother Lin, you're finally out!" As soon as Du Shiniang saw Lin Chong walk out of the Dali Temple, she rushed to him, hugged his waist tightly, and excitedly rested her head on his shoulder.

"Shi Niang, I am truly grateful to you! I heard from Lord Ning about how you went to the palace to present the treasure map and save me. You must have suffered a lot these past few days to save me!" Lin Chong said in a hoarse voice, gently stroking Du Shiniang's hair.

"Brother Lin, there are too many people and too many eyes on the street. Let's get in the carriage and talk quickly." Du Shiniang wiped away the tears in her eyes and helped Lin Chong into the carriage that she had ordered the guards of Zixiang Pavilion to prepare. The coachman and the other two guards looked around a few times to make sure that no one was watching their carriage before they drove away.

In the carriage, Du Shiniang leaned against Lin Chong's chest and asked with concern, "Brother Lin, are your injuries better? I heard that Lord Ning personally treated your injuries and sent people to protect you."

Lin Chong gently patted Du Shiniang's hand and replied in a gentle voice, "Yes! Pan Jinghe asked Lord Ning to treat my injuries. Lord Ning treated me politely and even instructed the jailers to treat me well. We should thank Lord Ning properly this time."

"Oh? So it's Miss Pan who's been taking care of you in prison every day. It seems my worries about you suffering there were unnecessary." Du Shiniang said, looking at Lin Chong's eyes with a sour tone.

Hehe, Lin Chong took in the woman's jealous expression, chuckled twice, and then gently lifted Du Shiniang's pointed chin with his hand. Looking into the woman's almond-shaped eyes in a coaxing voice, he said, "What? Is Shiniang jealous?"

Du Shiniang quickly slapped Lin Chong's hand away and replied sarcastically, "What do you mean? What am I to Instructor Lin? How could I be jealous?" After saying that, the woman deliberately looked away from Lin Chong.

Upon hearing Du Shiniang's words, Lin Chong suddenly recalled the scene of Zhou Chengquan carrying Du Shiniang away from the Ministry of Justice prison that day. He became somewhat uneasy and tentatively asked, "Shiniang, tell me honestly, after Zhou Chengquan rescued you from the Ministry of Justice that day, did he take the opportunity to threaten you into repaying him with your body? After all, that scoundrel Zhou Chengquan has been coveting you for a long time."

Seeing the worry and jealousy on Lin Chong's face, Du Shiniang swallowed and slowly explained to him.

“No! Zhou Chengquan has always been arrogant. He said he wanted me to willingly submit to him. He saved me that day, and I asked him how he persuaded the Emperor to let me leave, but he just wouldn't tell me. I guess he must have made some deal with the Emperor, but I dare not ask too much about court affairs. Later I asked him how I could repay his kindness for saving me, and he said he would ask me for the favor in the future, and to keep it for now.”

Hearing Du Shiniang's words, Lin Chong's doubts deepened. He pulled her tightly into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and then gently kissed her lips. What began as a fleeting, light kiss lost control upon touching her delicate, soft lips. He hadn't kissed her in so long. Lin Chong lifted the back of Du Shiniang's head with his large hand, forcefully prying open her lips and launching a full-blown assault.

Surrounded by the man's presence, Du Shiniang felt a surge of love for him, as they hadn't been intimate in a long time. The man instantly rekindled the passion in her heart, and Du Shiniang took the initiative, unleashing the kissing skills she had honed over the years.

In the not-so-cramped carriage, an ambiguous atmosphere quickly spread. Du Shiniang was dizzy from the kiss, and Lin Chong also felt his blood surging. His kisses became more and more urgent and domineering. Du Shiniang heard Lin Chong say to her in a deep voice between breaths: "Shiniang, you are mine. I will never allow Zhou Chengquan to touch you even a little bit!"

"I won't give him the chance!" Du Shiniang said breathlessly, hurriedly pressing down on the man's restless hand that had slipped under her dress. Lin Chong, however, couldn't control himself. His hand moved upwards, teasing Du Shiniang, causing her to writhe in his arms. This alluring and mature woman was truly captivating!

Just as Lin Chong and Du Shiniang were about to completely lose control, the carriage suddenly stopped. The coachman respectfully called out, "Shiniang, Instructor Lin, we've arrived."