The Country-Style Beauty, Chapter 873: Where exactly is the problem with Chapter 873? Where exactly is the problem with Chapter 873? "I protest!" Lu Yun raised his hand to object. If she kept asking this way, Liu Fengying would inevitably reveal the truth—then all his carefully planned intentions would be lost. Such a costly outcome Lu Yun simply wouldn't allow. Fengxi Sister, you're pressuring her. What do you want the Fengjing Street to say? What answer do you really expect from her? “Lu Yun wasn’t willing to back down. If Yu says we have no rights now, then let’s give a strong, decisive push. “Very well. If that’s the case, I’ll remain silent—though before I do, I’d like to ask Sister Feng Xi: what exactly do you personally hope for? This, you should tell us. Otherwise, how can I and Sister Feng Ying work together to question you?” After saying this, Lu Yun fell silent, emphasizing the weight of the word “question” at the end, effectively shifting the pressure back onto Liu Feng Xi. He felt a quiet sense of pride—Yu had dared to play games with him. How could that be, after all? It was like Guan Gong showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong himself! Liu Feng Xi was momentarily stunned by Lu Yun’s sharpness. She hadn’t expected not only that he was skilled in the physical aspect, but also that his verbal dexterity was equally impressive. Hmph. Fine, if your words are so strong, then one day you’ll have to be served by them with just your tongue. Liu Feng Ying watched her elder sister struggle, wanting to smile but holding it in, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Liu Feng Xi "Pressed by Lu Yun's words, Liu Fengxi had no choice but to pull out her last card, not believing that Lu Yun and Feng Ying wouldn't acknowledge it, and convinced that she would achieve her desired outcome. Upon hearing this, Lu Yun realized that Liu Fengxi had truly reached her limit and couldn't think of any further schemes to trouble Feng Ying. With a quiet smile, he leaned close to Feng Ying and whispered softly, "Sister Fengying, it seems we'll have to truly inconvenience you a bit. Otherwise, we can't prove our innocence. Fengxi won't let me go back, and Feng Yi is still on her way. If I delay too long, I'll simply be unable to cope. Liu Fengxi's words were clearly heard by Feng Ying, yet she still couldn't figure out how to prove that nothing improper had taken place between the two of them. As the saying goes, 'When one does no wrong deeds, even ghosts will knock at one's door at night.' This content is from Chapter 873 of 'Rural Beauty's Splendor'!" Although Liu Fengying hadn't been truly penetrated by Lu Yun's rather extraordinary actions, Lu Yun's fingers had indeed done some rather inappropriate things—so if mentioned, it would certainly count as the two of them having shared physical contact. "Well... what should we do?" Liu Fengying asked hesitantly, her heart still fluttering with anxiety. How could she prove it? Would she have to, in front of her elder sister, ask Lu Yun to perform the very thing that left her blushing once again? Liu Fengying felt a bit at a loss. Thinking about Liu Fengying made her feel embarrassed, but seeing her elder sister firmly staring at her, she now had no chance to escape—especially since even if she could manage to escape, what about Lu Yun? Her sister’s temper would certainly not allow him to leave. Upon hearing this, Liu Fengxi chuckled softly and said, "Fengying, it’s actually quite simple. All that needs to be done is for Lu Yun to prove that the fingers he saw me use on him at the hay pile were indeed invasive to you—just ask him to reperform the actions he took behind the hay pile right in front of me. That shouldn’t be too difficult." Li Fengyi listened intently and gasped in surprise—this was exactly as she had feared. Her elder sister truly intended for Lu Yun to once again use his fingers on her in that manner. Blushing deeply, she glanced at Lu Yun, hoping he would refrain, yet still harbored a quiet hope: if he did so, then in the future, she and Lu Yun would no longer need to hide their closeness in front of her sister, Fengyi, and the others. Composing herself, Li Fengyi spoke softly to Lu Yun, “Lu Yun, this one’s up to you.” At this moment, she had no better ideas. Lu Yun’s earlier disagreements with her elder sister, Li Fengxi, had left her puzzled about his intentions. Internally, she felt torn—she longed for Lu Yun to once again touch her in that intimate way, to experience the profound sense of embarrassment, yet she also feared being teased by her elder sister. Li Fengyi was truly a paradox—she could accept either outcome, but what mattered now was Lu Yun’s choice. Upon hearing this, Lu immediately realized his earlier judgment had been correct. Yet, given the current situation, if Land Yun did not publicly demonstrate how he had treated Feng Ying, Liu Fengxi would certainly feel deeply dissatisfied. Most importantly, Liu Fengxi wanted to witness firsthand the expression on Feng Ying’s face as Land Yun performed those actions. She turned her gaze toward Land Yun and said, “Land Yun, what would you like to do?”—of course, she expected him to once again extend his fingers and draw out some water to show her. Undeterred by Feng Ying’s flushed cheeks and the shy, delicate grace that radiated from her, Land Yun calmly replied, “Naturally, I’ll have to show you exactly what I’ve done, so you can distinguish the difference between these waters.” Then, in a soft voice, Land Yun said to Feng Ying, “Madam Feng, have you—well, have you started to yield?” Liu Fengying felt so embarrassed—she was practically searching the ground for a hole to crawl into. How could anyone ever ask a woman something so awkward? Liu Feng instantly lowered her head and nodded silently, offering her quiet affirmation to Lu Yun. (6) With her worries now fully dispelled, Liu Fengying, without any indication from Lu Yun, subtly bent her knees as she turned around. Her two full, firm buttocks instantly lifted the skirt, revealing a perfect silhouette. Lu Yun's fingers twitched with admiration. Liu Fengying's graceful gesture allowed Lu Yun to proceed with confidence. He turned, gave Liu Fengxi a strange, slightly mischievous smile, and then lifted the skirt from behind her. At the very moment the skirt was raised, Liu Fengying involuntarily trembled—though her mind was now at ease, she still couldn't remain completely indifferent to this moment. Upon seeing Lu Yun's strange, playful expression, Liu Fengxi suddenly felt as though she, the hunter, had been caught in a well-prepared ambush laid by Lu Yun, the hunted. The roles between them had subtly reversed. Had this young man been deliberately playing games with her, using the moment when Fengying called out to create an opportunity for Lu Yun to perform something intimate in front of her? Liu Fengxi sensed something was off, but by now she had no time to dwell on it anymore—Lu Yun had already begun to slide down the tight, snug undergarment that wrapped around Feng Ying’s little bottom. Feng Ying’s body trembled gently, involuntarily. She had never before, in front of a stranger, especially in front of her elder sister, performed such an act in this manner—her cheeks flushed, her lips tightly pressed together, striving to suppress her growing sense of unease and bashfulness. As Lu Yun gradually removed the undergarment, a sweet, clear stream suddenly surged from her, instantly soaking the still partially intact underpants.