#1298 - Chapter 1298 Beauty Exchange

Ye Kong racked his brains for a long time but couldn't recall if he had ever met this beautiful woman before. Sister Furong continued, "I know why you've come."

Ye Kong was already used to such things. "Since that's the case, please tell me, madam. Thank you."

Sister Furong chuckled, then stood up and stared into Ye Kong's eyes.

"Ye Kong, ah, Ye Kong, people like us always want something in return for what we hold. There's always a give and take. If you want this information, what will you offer in exchange?"

Ye Kong took out the brocade pouch. "Sister Furong, take whatever you desire."

Sister Furong didn't even look at it. She gently pushed it away, her hand casually brushing against Ye Kong's fingers. "You know that's not what I want."

"Sister Furong, please be frank about what you want. I will give you everything I have," Ye Kong said sincerely.

He made a definitive statement in front of Sister Furong.

"You said it yourself." Sister Furong grabbed Ye Kong's clothes and pulled hard, causing both of them to fall onto the recliner.

Ye Kong hurriedly braced himself, but his hand inadvertently touched something.

The sensation was like grabbing a freshly steamed bun, soft and yielding, with a fragrant aroma.

Ye Kong suddenly released his grip, lost his balance, and fell, pressing down on Sister Furong. They were almost touching, and each other's breathing was clearly audible.

"I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic. You really are just like the rumors say!" Sister Furong's comment startled Ye Kong, causing him to fall off the recliner in an undignified manner.

Sister Furong leaned against the recliner, a smile playing on her lips as she playfully chided Ye Kong, "Ye Kong, although you're eager, there's no need to be so hasty."

Ye Kong's face turned red, and he, who was usually quick-tongued, couldn't find anything to retort.

Sister Furong got up, grabbed the corner of Ye Kong's clothes, and walked towards the inner room.

Incense was burning in the inner room, and the half-closed curtains blocked the sunlight, creating a dim and ambiguous atmosphere, full of suppressed desire.

Ye Kong didn't resist and followed Sister Furong to the large bed in the center of the room. Sister Furong lifted the blanket and lay down first, her shapely figure slowly reclining, her exquisite appearance combined with soft whispers would be irresistible even to a saint.

Ye Kong was naturally not a saint.

Sister Furong hooked her outstretched jade foot, the red nail polish making her toes appear fair and pink, like lotus root powder.

Ye Kong reached out and held it, slowly moving towards the bed as Sister Furong retreated. He knelt on one knee at the head of the bed, scooped up Sister Furong, and then casually pushed her away just as they were about to touch. Naturally, he followed up, straddling her with his other leg.

The bed curtains slowly fell as they swayed, enveloping the entire bed.

The sound of breathing in the room grew heavier, and the temperature also rose.

"Ouch!" A sound was heard.

Ye Kong's hand had already moved from her toes to her snow-white neck. With a gentle squeeze, he could control the line between life and death in his hands.

"Can you talk now?" Ye Kong increased the pressure on the hand gripping her throat.

Sister Furong's face flushed red, but she still uttered each word, "Ye Kong, that's not the tone of someone asking for help."

"I'm not trying to beg you. This is a fair exchange. A life for a life. Of course, Sister Furong's life is much more precious."

Sister Furong's expression turned cold. "Isn't talking about this now ruining the mood?"

"I'm just playing along with you. What's wrong? Have you become so experienced that you've started enjoying indiscriminate acceptance?" Ye Kong's tone completely changed, filled with mockery and disdain.

"No, I shouldn't call you Sister Furong. I should call you Madam Qingping. Oh, right, everyone is now enthusiastically calling you Sleeping Beauty," Ye Kong said bluntly.

"What are you talking about?" Sister Furong tried to struggle, but found herself firmly restrained by Ye Kong, completely unable to move.

"What's wrong, Madam Qingping? Even if you're not in the Hanlin Academy and are hiding in Erlizhuang, you're still inextricably linked to that group of people. All the information here is obtained from the Hanlin Academy, right?

As for what you use as exchange?" Ye Kong sized up Sister Furong. "I don't think this is a fair trade."

Sister Furong's face turned pale and then green. "So what? If you don't want to, just leave. There's no need to mock me here."

Ye Kong shook his head and said seriously.

"No, it's true that the black giant纹 is related to the Hanlin Academy, but I don't believe that the Hanlin Academy has anything to do with the Anti-Realm Sect. So I'm very curious, why would an undercover agent risk their life just to send back this one piece of information to us?"

Ye Kong gently stroked Sister Furong's face with the jade hairpin. Her white porcelain skin was flawless. "I believe you don't want to be associated with the Hanlin Academy. Besides, I don't have anything that interests you.

However, a woman's face is the most important thing. What do you say? If I were to draw a line here, would anyone still patronize your Red Pavilion?"

Sister Furong's body stiffened, and she said sharply, "Ye Kong, do you dare?"

"You know me best, don't you?" As Ye Kong spoke, he suddenly increased the pressure on his hand.

The Sister Furong beneath him struggled to get up, but her entire body was limp. She asked in astonishment, "Ye Kong, what, what did you do?"

"It's nothing. The incense burning in your room was too unpleasant, so I changed it for you. It will allow you to sleep well. You should thank me."

"You…" Sister Furong used her foot to try to reach the switch on the bed, but after moving it for a long time, there was no reaction.

Ye Kong reached out his hand. "Are you looking for this?"

Lying in Ye Kong's palm was a black switch.

"Ye Kong, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Sister Furong laughed coldly.

"Of course. Madam Qingping's reputation precedes her, so I made some small preparations. Well, Madam Qingping, can we talk now?" Ye Kong's jade hairpin was still pressed against her face.

"Haha, so what if I tell you? The reason it's the Hanlin Academy's black giant纹 is because the undercover agent was a disciple of the Hanlin Academy. Moreover, it wasn't a black giant纹, but the Hanlin Academy's exclusive secret information. It's just that you opened it eagerly, and now there's no information left."

"The undercover agent is…?" The image of Lin Xing appeared in Ye Kong's mind.

"What? The Upper Realm can let people in, so can't our Hanlin Academy replace people midway?"