After his intriguing exchange with Concubine Hua, Lin Feng returned to his duties with a newfound focus. He found moments throughout the day, while polishing furniture in her receiving hall or tending to the courtyard gardens, to subtly focus his senses, trying to draw in the warmth, the potent energy he had felt emanating from her. It was like trying to grasp mist, elusive yet undeniably present.
By the end of the day, as he rested in his small shared room, Lin Feng felt a subtle difference in his body. A lightness in his limbs, a faint but noticeable increase in his overall vitality. He felt… fitter, somehow. Almost as if he'd had a particularly good workout, despite his day being filled with mostly menial tasks.
Later, as he prepared for sleep, a more startling change became apparent. During a moment of private reflection (and a bit of nervous self-examination), Lin Feng noticed that his penis, previously of unremarkable, average size, seemed… slightly larger. Just a little, perhaps a fraction of an inch, but noticeable. His eyes widened in disbelief. Could the absorption of this "feminine energy" actually be physically altering him?
A wave of both excitement and a touch of anxiety washed over him. If this was the effect after just a few hours, what would happen with more prolonged exposure? Would he end up… disproportionate? He had to know.
Mentally, he focused, directing a question towards the ever-present system. Hey, System? About the… growth… down there. Is that going to keep happening? Is there, like, a limit?
Almost instantly, a clear notification appeared in his vision:
[Detected Query: Concerns regarding physical changes.]
[Response: The absorption of potent feminine energy is indeed stimulating your physical development, enhancing strength, vitality, and overall physique. Regarding the specific changes noted, your member will continue to develop until it reaches the genetically determined optimal size for your enhanced physical form. This ideal length is projected to be approximately 7.5 inches in its erect state, after which the growth will cease.]
Lin Feng stared at the notification, a mixture of surprise, relief, and a healthy dose of something akin to anticipation swirling within him. Seven point five inches? That was… a significant upgrade. And the system seemed to have all the answers,
A few evenings later, an opportunity arose for Lin Feng to finally steal a moment alone with Bai Lian. The other two maids, Chun Hua and Dong Mei, had been tasked with delivering a special incense burner to Consort Hua's private chambers, leaving Lin Feng and Bai Lian to tidy the outer courtyard under the soft glow of the rising moon. The air was still and quiet, filled with the delicate fragrance of night-blooming jasmine.
Lin Feng, emboldened by their previous interactions and the constant hum of Concubine Hua's energy subtly empowering him, found his gaze drawn to Bai Lian as she gently swept fallen petals from the stone pathway. The moonlight bathed her in a silvery light, highlighting the delicate curve of her cheek and the soft sway of her form. He approached her slowly, his heart beating a little faster.
"Bai Lian," he said softly, his voice barely a whisper above the chirping of crickets.
She turned, her honeyed eyes meeting his, a hint of question in their depths.
Lin Feng took a tentative step closer, his hand reaching out slowly, his fingers brushing against hers as she held the broom. Her skin was soft and warm beneath his touch. He let his fingers linger for a moment longer than necessary, a deliberate move that sent a subtle message.
Bai Lian's breath hitched slightly. Her gaze flickered down to their joined hands, and a delicate blush bloomed on her cheeks, even more pronounced in the moonlight. She didn't pull away.
Taking courage from her lack of resistance, Lin Feng gently took her hand in his, his thumb softly stroking her knuckles. "Bai Lian," he repeated, his voice now laced with a tenderness he hadn't dared to show before. "You have been so kind to me. I… I feel a connection with you." His gaze searched hers, letting his unspoken intentions hang in the air.
Bai Lian's eyes searched his in return, a mixture of surprise, shyness, and something akin to anticipation swirling within them. She knew he was a eunuch, yet the warmth of his hand, the intensity of his gaze, was stirring something within her she hadn't expected.
He took another step closer, closing the small distance between them. His other hand reached out, gently cupping her chin, tilting her face up towards the moonlight. Her lips parted slightly, her breath coming in soft, shallow gasps. He lowered his head slowly, his eyes never leaving hers, until his lips finally met hers in a soft, tentative kiss.
A tremor ran through Bai Lian's body, and she leaned into him almost instinctively, her hand releasing the broom to tentatively touch his arm. The kiss deepened, becoming more insistent, a silent exploration of newfound feelings.
Suddenly, a familiar shimmer filled Lin Feng's vision:
[Bai Lian - Favorability: +20 (Romantic Advance)]
[Current Favorability: 67]
[Relationship Level Increased: Kissing, Groping and More]
[System Gift Acquired: Basic Medical Knowledge]
A rush of information flooded Lin Feng's mind, a sudden understanding of basic anatomy, common ailments, and herbal remedies settling within his consciousness. It was a dizzying sensation, but the warmth of Bai Lian's lips against his grounded him in the present moment.
Breaking the kiss gently, Lin Feng looked into Bai Lian's eyes, which were now filled with a soft, almost dazed expression. The moonlight caught the shimmer of unshed tears, a mixture of surprise and pleasure evident in their depths.
"Esteemed brother…" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
Lin Feng gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek, his fingers lingering on the softness of her skin. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, his voice husky with desire, "Bai Lian, your kindness has been a light in this strange place for me. I… I desire you." He knew he was treading a dangerous path, defying the perceived limitations of his status, but the pull towards her, amplified by the system's rewards, was too strong to resist.
Bai Lian's breath hitched again, and she leaned closer, her body pressing lightly against his. The unspoken question hung in the air, the moonlight casting long, suggestive shadows in the fragrant courtyard as their hands found each other once more, exploring the hidden contours beneath their simple palace robes. The quiet of the night was soon punctuated by soft gasps and the rustling of fabric as their hidden desires began to unfold in the secluded embrace of the New Moon's gentle light.
Lin Feng's whispered words seemed to embolden them both. Bai Lian's hands, initially hesitant, now clutched at the fabric of Lin Feng's robes, her knuckles white. He gently guided her away from the open courtyard, towards the deeper shadows cast by a cluster of bamboo near the garden wall. The soft rustling of the leaves provided a natural screen.
Once they were concealed, Lin Feng's hands, now freed from the constraints of propriety, began a tender exploration. He traced the delicate curve of her neck with his fingertips, feeling the rapid pulse throbbing beneath her skin. Bai Lian shivered, a soft gasp escaping her lips. He moved lower, his fingers gliding across the smooth fabric of her tunic, finding the delicate slope of her shoulders. He gently squeezed, feeling the tension held there, and began to knead the tight muscles, a technique he'd learned during his college days to relieve stress. Bai Lian leaned into his touch, a low moan escaping her throat.
Encouraged by her response, Lin Feng's exploration continued. He traced the line of her spine through her thin garment, his touch feather-light, sending shivers rippling through her. He could feel the subtle shift in her breathing, the increasing pace of her heart against his hand as he moved closer to the juncture of her back.
Then, his hands found the soft fullness of her breasts, still concealed beneath her tunic. He hesitated for a moment, seeking permission in her eyes, which were now half-closed, glazed with a mixture of desire and apprehension. She nodded almost imperceptibly, a silent invitation. Gently, he cupped her breasts, feeling their soft weight in his hands. He began to stroke them slowly, his thumbs brushing across her nipples, which hardened instantly beneath his touch. Bai Lian gasped, her body trembling uncontrollably now, her head falling back against the bamboo stalks.
Lin Feng leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck, just below her ear. He nipped gently, and Bai Lian cried out softly, her grip tightening on his robes. He moved to her ear, whispering words of gentle praise and burgeoning desire, words that were likely foreign and intoxicating in their directness compared to the more formal language of the court.
His hands continued their exploration, slipping beneath the hem of her tunic, finding the smooth skin of her waist and then the gentle curve of her hips. He pressed his fingers lightly against her, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Bai Lian's breath came in short, sharp gasps now, her body arching slightly towards his touch. She was trembling so hard he could feel it through her thin clothing.
Lin Feng, drawing upon a knowledge of erogenous zones likely unheard of in this era, focused his attention. He used gentle pressure and rhythmic strokes, his fingers dancing just above the most sensitive areas, building a delicious tension within her without crossing the final threshold. Each touch, each whisper, each stolen kiss in the moonlight was a revelation to Bai Lian, a cascade of sensations she had likely never experienced before. Her moans grew louder, less restrained, filled with a raw pleasure that echoed in the quiet alcove. Lin Feng could feel the intensity building within her, the tightening of her muscles, the frantic pace of her breathing. He knew he was taking her to the edge, and the anticipation of what might come next hung heavy in the fragrant night air.
Lin Feng's whispered words seemed to embolden them both. Bai Lian's hands, initially hesitant, now clutched at the fabric of Lin Feng's robes, her knuckles white. He gently guided her away from the open courtyard, towards the deeper shadows cast by a cluster of bamboo near the garden wall. The soft rustling of the leaves provided a natural screen.
Once they were concealed, Lin Feng's hands, now freed from the constraints of propriety, began a tender exploration. He traced the delicate curve of her neck with his fingertips, feeling the rapid pulse throbbing beneath her skin. Bai Lian shivered, a soft gasp escaping her lips. He moved lower, his fingers gliding across the smooth fabric of her tunic, finding the delicate slope of her shoulders. He gently squeezed, feeling the tension held there, and began to knead the tight muscles, a technique he'd learned during his college days to relieve stress. Bai Lian leaned into his touch, a low moan escaping her throat.
Encouraged by her response, Lin Feng's exploration continued. He traced the line of her spine through her thin garment, his touch feather-light, sending shivers rippling through her. He could feel the subtle shift in her breathing, the increasing pace of her heart against his hand as he moved closer to the juncture of her back.
Then, his hands found the soft fullness of her breasts, still concealed beneath her tunic. He hesitated for a moment, seeking permission in her eyes, which were now half-closed, glazed with a mixture of desire and apprehension. She nodded almost imperceptibly, a silent invitation. Gently, he cupped her breasts, feeling their soft weight in his hands. He began to stroke them slowly, his thumbs brushing across her nipples, which hardened instantly beneath his touch. Bai Lian gasped, her body trembling uncontrollably now, her head falling back against the bamboo stalks.
Lin Feng leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck, just below her ear. He nipped gently, and Bai Lian cried out softly, her grip tightening on his robes. He moved to her ear, whispering words of gentle praise and burgeoning desire, words that were likely foreign and intoxicating in their directness compared to the more formal language of the court.
His hands continued their exploration, slipping beneath the hem of her tunic, finding the smooth skin of her waist and then the gentle curve of her hips. He pressed his fingers lightly against her, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Bai Lian's breath came in short, sharp gasps now, her body arching slightly towards his touch. She was trembling so hard he could feel it through her thin clothing.
Lin Feng, drawing upon a knowledge of erogenous zones likely unheard of in this era, focused his attention. He used gentle pressure and rhythmic strokes, his fingers dancing just above the most sensitive areas, building a delicious tension within her without crossing the final threshold. Each touch, each whisper, each stolen kiss in the moonlight was a revelation to Bai Lian, a cascade of sensations she had likely never experienced before. Her moans grew louder, less restrained, filled with a raw pleasure that echoed in the quiet alcove. Lin Feng could feel the intensity building within her, the tightening of her muscles, the frantic pace of her breathing. He knew he was taking her to the edge, and the anticipation of what might come next hung heavy in the fragrant night air.