In the courtyard, Jiang Ziya wore an expression of utter helplessness. Looking at the endlessly enthusiastic Song Yiren, his heart was filled with torment.
What kind of woman was that aging maiden, Lady Ma!
She was practically a tigress!
In just a single night, his sixty- or seventy-year-old bones had nearly failed to get him out of bed.
While others tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time with boundless joy, Jiang Ziya was driven close to madness.
Looking at Song Yiren, he felt a strong urge to complain, but upon second thought, he realized Song Yiren had only meant well, wanting to help him leave an heir for the Jiang family.
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