Chapter 10: Rule-Based Execution

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The text message contained a staggering amount of information, too much for the brain to digest all at once.

Ji Yun stared at the words on his phone, and many things that had been unclear before suddenly clicked into place. He wanted to ask what he should do now, but the evil spirit gave him no time.

Suddenly, the sound of trickling water echoed in his ears. He looked up and found that the previously bustling Liu Manor had fallen into an eerie silence; only the guest room nearby remained lit. A large "Double Happiness" character on the window was particularly striking. His brain didn't even question why the surroundings had changed again.

Ji Yun looked around. He found himself standing by the window of the side room, like a voyeur. His position was subtle, with an angle that provided a perfect view of the carved wooden bed inside, as well as a large wooden tub by the bed, from which wisps of hot steam were rising.

In the old days, when a couple consummated their marriage, families with the means would have the couple wash their bodies before and after the act—a custom known as "requesting water." It was meant to ward off evil and invite good fortune, signaling the start of the newlyweds' new life. They would request water as many times as they had relations, which was why a bathtub was kept in the bridal chamber for convenience.

Ji Yun had only intended a casual glance, but his gaze was instantly glued to the room. Beside the tub lay a pair of red embroidered shoes, and on the clothes rack hung the bride’s bright red outer garment and pleated skirt. The scene instinctively conjured up an incredibly erotic image: the bride shedding her clothes one by one and hanging them up... Coupled with the steaming tub and thoughts of pale, snowy skin, visions filled his mind involuntarily.

His gaze shifted to the right. Sure enough, he saw a graceful silhouette behind the screen, shedding the last piece of plain white undergarment and tossing it onto the frame. The translucent screen could not hide that alluring figure; shadows danced, and the scene was already intoxicating. The waist was slender, the curves rounded and firm. If one looked closely, the details of her proud, upright chest were visible. The girl's soft, beautiful form seemed to draw his eyes in.

As he watched, a fair leg stepped out. The bride behind the screen was clearly about to bathe.

At this moment, Ji Yun could not