Chapter 18: Dragon and Tiger Meet

  Chanfu is a term in the inner chapter of Zhang Jiao's Taiping Jing, actually referring to a posture where a man lies on his back behind a woman, like a male cicada attached to a female cicada, and then matches with breathing, performing six-nine numbers, claiming to cure seven injuries.

  For Liu Bian, he is not the kind of crow that specializes in tasks with a color, beautiful people in his arms, where does he still remember what breathing and sixty-nine numbers are, there is only instinct and impulse in his mind.

  But to say that Liu Bian was indeed hurt by the seven emotions. On this day and night, he experienced great shock, great fear, great sorrow, and great joy. All kinds of crises came one after another, and he was always in a state of high tension, his whole body like a tightly strung bow, not knowing when it would suddenly snap, I estimate that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all injured.

  And Tang Ying turned over and over, finally in Tang Ying's urgent gasps, she let out a burst of air, broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly felt refreshed and relaxed all over.

  Both of them were exhausted and lay down together, too lazy to call for palace attendants to clean up.

  "Your Majesty, you're so powerful today." Tang Ying snuggled into Liu Bian's arms, maintaining a clinging posture, her legs slightly moving, rubbing the still reluctant dragon root, and said with satisfaction: "You're really like a great husband today."

  Liu Bian chuckled to himself, thinking of course he was powerful, and in his past life, he had been through the midst of a thousand flowers without being tainted by a single leaf. Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have taken revenge on him for personal reasons, not letting him get close to his precious granddaughter. Sighing, being an emperor wasn't bad either, no more worries about housing and women. Unfortunately, the current situation was unfavorable, he didn't know how many days he could live, if it weren't for those villains Yuan Shu and Dong Zhuo, being an emperor would be a bit more comfortable.

  "I'll be even more powerful than I am today, just like a great man." Liu Bian pinched the pair of jade rabbits on Tang Ying's chest and said softly: "When I find Cai Yong back, learn Huangdi Twelve Forms, and master the Golden Gun, that's what it means to be powerful."

  "When that time comes, I'm afraid it won't just be me who will be grateful." Tang Ying let out a long sigh: "Actually, to understand the Yellow Emperor's Twelve Forms, we don't need to wait for Cai Yong to return. There may be someone in the palace who can decipher those texts."

  "Who?" Liu Bian was both startled and delighted: "Why didn't you say so earlier."

  "Your Imperial Highness's fellow countrywoman and sister, Princess Wan Ye."

  Liu Bian's mind buzzed as a forgotten memory resurfaced. Indeed, apart from his younger brother Liu Xie, he also had an older sister named Liu He, who was appointed as the Princess of Guanghe three years ago and was now twenty years old. Due to the struggle for power between the previous emperor and General-in-Chief He Jin, they didn't have a good impression of the He family either. With their hearts set on passing the throne to Liu Xie, they neglected to arrange a marriage for Liu He, leaving her an old maid.

  This elder sister has a gentle disposition, unlike her foolish younger brother, but rather like another younger brother Liu Xie, very intelligent, inherited the wisdom of the previous emperor, likes books and paintings, perhaps can understand these ancient texts.

  Tomorrow, go find sister for help. Liu Bian's mood was great, with a grape pinched between his fingertips: "Good, you actually dare to cheat me, watch me not punish you."

  "How will Your Majesty punish me?"

  "Haha, we just tried cicada attachment, this time let's try rabbit hair."

  "Your Majesty... can you do it?" Tang Ying turned his head, playfully glancing at Liu Bian with a sly smile, and then quickly contracted his buttocks, squeezing the soft dragon root. Liu Bian smiled complacently: "It's precisely because the dragon root is not vigorous that I want you to suck it."

  Tang Ying was taken aback, and only then did she realize what was happening. She suddenly felt ashamed and her face turned bright red. Just as Liu Bian was worried that she might turn against him, Tang Ying turned around, slowly slid down, and looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her lips curled into a sly smile, revealing her pearly white teeth. She playfully snapped her jaws shut, making a soft "chomping" sound, as if threatening to bite Liu Bian. Liu Bian was both delighted and nervous, wondering whether this was a gentle little white rabbit or a fierce tigress, and whether she would really bite him.

  In Liu Bian's tense anticipation, Tang Ying shrank into the quilt. Liu Bian took a sharp breath in, suddenly tensed up his body and stared wide-eyed.

  ……

  Liu Bian dreamed of the dragon once again.

  This time there was no wind and rain, nor thunder and lightning, but dragon's roar and tiger's howl, dragon's rise and tiger's leap.

  On the mountain, a white tiger roared in the wind, the strong wind blew wildly, blowing away the clouds. A green dragon flew down from the gap between the clouds, swirling around the mountain and dancing in the air. The dragon's roar echoed, while the white tiger occupied the top of the mountain, refusing to yield an inch. The two sides confronted each other for a moment before the green dragon pounced on the mountain top, and the white tiger leapt into the air. The two clashed together.

  They fought from the top of the mountain to the sky, and then from the sky to the valley. Wherever they went, the wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains and rivers shook violently. The fierce wind howled by, causing the trees in the forest to rustle loudly, while the creek water surged up, roaring like a giant dragon sweeping across the valley, washing away the stone walls on both banks. The earth shook, and massive boulders fell from the mountaintop into the river below, sending up columns of water that shot into the sky before being swept away and swallowed by the turbulent rapids.

  After a fierce battle, the green dragon wrapped itself around the white tiger, and the white tiger bit into the green dragon. They seemed to be fighting to the death, yet they also appeared to be entwined in a loving embrace, teasing each other playfully. Suddenly, the white tiger opened its bloody mouth wide and let out a long roar.

  Liu Bian suddenly woke up with a start and opened his eyes.

  He was still in bed, Tang Ying curled up and lying in his arms. The air was filled with a sweet dizziness, some ambiguity, and a hint of coolness in the morning. He held Tang Ying, one arm under her neck, one arm around her slender waist, his palm resting between her jade rabbits, one leg across her buttocks, and one leg propped under her body.

  Liu Bian was stunned for a moment, he calmed down and suddenly found that his current posture was very similar to the white tiger entwined with the green dragon in his dream just now. He looked at Tang Ying again, Tang Ying had a smile on her mouth, sleeping soundly, and didn't know what she dreamed of, she hummed unconsciously, knocking against her teeth, just like the white tiger in her dream, only not so fierce.

  Liu Bian suddenly remembered that last night, he and Tang Ying had tried the cicada attachment and rabbit sucking hair, savoring the flavor of the marrow, but still not satisfied. Afterwards, they tried the dragon flip and tiger step, only then did the clouds disperse and the rain clear up, and they fell asleep in each other's arms. It was after that when he had that dream about the dragon and tiger fighting.

  Was I the green dragon and Tang Ying the white tiger? Liu Bian subconsciously moved his hand, wanting to verify it. But suddenly felt that his palm was a bit unusual, as if something that was originally connected together had suddenly broken off. He hesitated for a moment, then put his hand back again, savoring carefully.

  After a moment, a faint breath flowed out of Tang Ying's chest and into his palm, bringing back the feeling of unity between body and mind. The breath flowed along his arm and into his body, disappearing without a trace. Almost at the same time, he felt a slight pulse in the depths of his lower abdomen, very weak but extremely clear.

  Liu Bian held his breath, and a wave of wild joy surged through his heart.

  Isn't...this Feng Shui really useful?