Chapter Seven: The Nine Turns and the Curved Corridor Lady Liu gave Landan a graceful glance and smiled, “Won’t you try it yourself?” Hmm… Landan blinked in surprise, then reached back into the thicket once again, exploring with careful attention. After hours of searching, aside from finding that the streams along the gullies were now flowing more strongly, he discovered nothing at all—only a look of growing bewilderment fixed on Lady Liu. Could it be she was deliberately teasing me? “Stupid boy! Didn’t you think to try with your fingers?” said Lady Liu, her expression conveying deep contempt, her rosy cheeks clearly saying, “You’re completely blind!” Landan rubbed his head in embarrassment and sighed, “How could I know unless you told me?” Following Lady Liu’s instructions, Landan brought his fingers to the gully where water flowed abundantly. He pushed aside the soft, dense undergrowth and found a spring source. After a brief pause, he moved forward with determination toward the mysterious inner realm. Unfortunate start! Landan frowned as his fingers met resistance at the spring’s opening—strong pressure surged suddenly, making it impossible for him to advance even an inch. “Madam,” Landan said, puzzled, “what’s so tight about this thing of yours?” Lady Liu smiled proudly, “Little fellow, now you understand my special quality, don’t you? Just go gently—don’t press too hard.” Landan nodded and adjusted his posture. For the second time, he launched an attack with his fingers. This time, instead of rushing forward, he moved slowly and steadily, step by step, gradually overcoming that alluring resistance. One finger successfully slipped into the spring’s opening. “Oh… so comfortable…” Lady Liu sighed softly, her voice barely restrained. “Madam, Xiao Lian,” Landan said, “I’ve broken through the first barrier now—the second one lies ahead. Please enjoy yourself.” Though his erect and firm member remained tense and rigid, he patiently explored the wonder that Lady Liu referred to as her magical treasure. “Please be gentle—don’t break me, for I’ll rely on you to care for me in my next life,” Landan murmured. Lady Liu said nothing, closing her eyes and waiting for the next assault. Landan took a deep breath and soaked his fingers briefly in the water before regaining his strength and preparing himself once more. The winding path continued through twists and turns; Landan’s fingertips grew numb from effort yet he pressed on relentlessly toward his ultimate destination. But unexpectedly, even after inserting all three segments of his fingers, he still failed to locate what he had come seeking. “Madam,” Landan said with growing frustration, “why can’t I find your heart spring?” Though only thirteen years old, Landan stood nearly one meter sixty-eight, close to one point seven in height—his handspan was no less impressive. “Oh!” Lady Liu said, eyes closed, satisfied by his words. “I’ve already told you this—the very thing of mine is a magical treasure, something even other women would envy.” “Madam,” Landan urged, “please don’t keep me guessing! Otherwise, I’ll be so embarrassed I won’t know what to do with myself!” As he spoke, his fingers pressed steadily forward in pursuit of that elusive heart spring. “Just give up—there’s no way you’ll ever find it.” Landan stared at her intently and suddenly said, “Madam, haven’t you suffered some illness where the most important part of a woman has been removed by doctors?” “Go on!” Lady Liu opened her eyes, scoffing. “Young fool! Full of nonsense—you’re talking about your third aunt’s thing being cut away!” Landan chuckled, “Who said my third aunt had it cut? Every time I push my fingers inside, I feel it clearly. But as for you, Madam Liu—though I’m still young and consider my finger length no less than an adult’s—I’ve yet to even touch a hint of that inner heart spring!” “That’s because men themselves are not up to the task—they blame me?” Lady Liu said with growing disdain, gently massaging her left breast as she listened to Landan’s bewildering questions. Seeing Landan lost in thoughtful contemplation, Lady Liu finally broke in: “Generally speaking, women all have something very similar—there’s an old saying: women differ only in skin color; once they get into bed and turn off the lights, their bodies are essentially the same. But there are exceptions—like mine, which stands apart from others, truly unique—perhaps one in ten thousand women possesses such natural talent.” “Madam,” Landan urged with growing urgency, “please stop circling around and just explain it clearly!” His own member stirred restlessly beneath him. Upon seeing Landan’s eager, impatient manner, Lady Liu smiled lightly and said, “I’ll tell you now—this special treasure of mine is known as the ‘Nine Turns and the Curved Corridor,’ one among the ten legendary treasures of women.” “The Nine Turns and the Curved Corridor? Ten Treasures?” Landan leapt up with a childlike flourish, “Excellent Madam Liu, excellent Xiao Lian—please explain to me at once what that means and what these ten treasures are!” Lady Liu was almost overwhelmed by Landan’s enthusiastic pressing, just as she prepared to gently push him down. Suddenly, she felt a solid object—like an iron mallet—press firmly against her abdomen, and warmth surged inside her. She gasped, “You little fool from the bottom of your bones! You’re about to kill me!” Landan hummed in amusement—he simply didn’t believe women could be crushed by men unless the sun rose from west to east. When Landan remained unmoved despite her pleading, Lady Liu finally spoke: “The so-called ten treasures refer to the various distinctive features of a woman’s body—these aren’t ordinary qualities that every woman can claim; rather, they are innate gifts, truly natural and genuine.” “Didn’t you notice any difference between my condition and that of your third aunt?” Landan nodded. “I feel it’s tighter than your third aunt’s—but I’ve noticed your third aunt is more accommodating than you, which may be a difference between the two of you.” “Oh, really—how very inexperienced!” Lady Liu said with a light scolding, continuing as she went on, “The ten treasures are: One in Bloom, Two Breasts in Flight, Three Springs of Spring, Four Seasons’ Jade Waves, Five Dragons Playing Jewels, Six Faces in Concealment, Seven Holes Radiant and Clear, Eight Winds from Every Direction, Nine Turns and the Curved Corridor, and Ten Heavenly Palaces. Each of these ten treasures is what men dream about—regardless of how wealthy you are, unless you have a remarkable stroke of fortune, you’ll rarely encounter one in your lifetime. And now—you’ve stumbled upon me by accident. That’s truly an extraordinary fate for you!” “Madam,” Landan said, “what makes these ten treasures so special? Aside from finding that yours is tighter than my third aunt’s, I don’t really sense anything remarkable about it.” He knew Lady Liu had only half-explained—she’d even brought up his third aunt to add emphasis. “You little fool—you’re truly living in your own happiness without realizing it,” said Lady Liu, her voice warming with sincerity. “Listen carefully now… just gently press—don’t squeeze me so hard—I’m about to burst!” As she explained the nature of these ten treasures, Landan’s fingers grew restless once again, kneading her full, proud mound as though it were merely a soft dough. 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