[Trendsetter] [Author: Shui Yao'er] [The End]

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Chapter 1, A Room of Decadent Debauchery

"Mmm, so comfortable, harder here, just like that..."

"So good, such a wonderful body, it feels so good!"

The bright red gauze curtains couldn't conceal the erotic atmosphere in the room. On the oversized bed, two naked bodies were intertwined, creating a scene of debauchery.

The man gazed at the woman's captivating, wanton expression, his fingers kneading her breasts with increasing pressure, his other hand touching the entrance of their joined vulva, feeling the overflowing fluids.

"So wet." The man smirked lewdly, forcefully thrusting his body into the wet passage.

The woman writhed, moaning incessantly, her jade-like arms wrapped around the man's broad back.

Her body, being relentlessly pounded, was like a lone boat on the sea, tossed about by the waves, her white, full breasts swaying in vibrant waves with the intense rhythm.

Sticky liquid slowly flowed down her parted thighs, before it even reached her buttocks, it was churned into white foam by the force of the surging waves.

The thick, hard flesh convulsed wildly within the deep, narrow passage, finally reaching its deepest point beneath layers of soft flesh, ejaculating in a frenzied spasm.

"Li'er, that felt so good, let's do it again." The man, experiencing a woman's touch for the first time, quickly regained his erection after his climax.

But the woman on the bed shifted her body and pulled out of his penis without hesitation. "Hiss..." The man gasped, startled by the sudden withdrawal.

The woman, her seductive demeanor gone, coldly said, "Get out." To the man's bewildered expression, the man who had been silently standing outside the bed curtains from the beginning reached out and threw the unwilling man out.

"Come here." The woman, still naked on the bed, beckoned to him. As he sat down, her soft, boneless hands touched the cold mask on his face. She closed her eyes and pressed her fiery lips to his cool ones.

Their breaths quickened with the wild kiss, her arms around his neck, savoring his kiss.

His kisses were truly wonderful. Each time he held her soft, hot lips and tongue, it felt like she was melting on his lips. His cool tongue circled in her moist mouth, soothing and refreshing.

His hands gripped her waist tightly, kissing her passionately as if he wanted to devour her whole. Yet, no matter how many times they kissed, or how long they lasted, he always abruptly pulled away after the passionate kiss.

She understood him. She pressed the back of his head and kissed him hard on the lips, then, under his complex gaze, walked naked into the inner room's hot spring bath to wash away the stickiness.

My name is Jiang Li, nineteen years old, the widow of He, the wealthiest merchant in the capital. I inherited his 108 businesses and vast fortune.

Three years after entering the family, I schemed to drive away all of He's wives and concubines. His only son, ten years before I entered the family, left in resentment after his mother's death, and his whereabouts are unknown.

After the merchant's death, I used his money to comfortably begin my extravagant life.

Men can have many wives and concubines, and freely visit prostitutes and have affairs; why can't women?

My wish is to sleep with one hundred men before I turn twenty-five, and to deflower one hundred virgins before I turn thirty-five. Of course, those men must be pleasing to my eye; I, Jiang Li, am quite picky!

Chapter Two: Visiting

a Brothel I comfortably soaked in the ornately decorated hot spring pool, then softly called for Chao Sheng outside the door. He nimbly entered, wrapped my naked body in a clean bathrobe, and carried me back to bed.

Having taken off my yukata, I lay on the newly-sheeted bed, stretched comfortably, patted the spot beside me, and drowsily called out, "Chaosheng, come sleep with me..." The man standing beside the bed lovingly stroked my cheek with his fingers. I liked the feel of his cool fingers touching me; they easily soothed the anxiety and unease in my heart.

I didn't want to probe the expression behind his heavy mask; I simply clung to him like an octopus as he took off his outer robe and slipped in, falling asleep peacefully.

After catching up on sleep, I felt refreshed, ate some snacks, and then changed into men's clothing.

My hair was bound with a purple jade crown, and I wore a long robe with silver threads in a blue-green brocade. My black satin high-heeled boots made me appear taller. I squinted at my reflection in the bronze mirror, my phoenix eyes half-closed, and smiled smugly. "Good looks, handsome whether I'm a man or a woman!" Behind me, Chao Sheng smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "Let's go to a brothel!" Chao Sheng was clearly used to my nature; he never refused me, no matter where I wanted to go or what I wanted to do.

The high-class brothels in the capital not only had beautiful girls of all shapes and sizes, but also handsome young male prostitutes.

Nowadays, men are tired of women and occasionally try their hand at homosexuality, enjoying a different kind of thrill.

I was originally from the Red Pavilion, so of course I wouldn't be foolish enough to go back to my old haunts for pleasure. I inquired about a newly opened place called Yi Lan Pavilion. Just listen to that elegant name; the people inside must be quite good.

Looking up, I could see a row of red lanterns hanging above a pavilion with a large black sign in gold lettering—Yilan Pavilion.

As soon as we entered, the madam, beaming like a flower, swayed towards us, enthusiastically ushering us inside. Seeing a row of voluptuous girls with half their breasts exposed, even I, as a woman, couldn't help but swallow hard.

Alas, I was too unlucky to enjoy them. If only I had a bigger penis, I would have brought all of them into the pavilion and had them serve me well.

I whispered a few words in the madam's ear. She glanced at me and Chaosheng behind me, smiled meaningfully, nodded, and led us to the inner courtyard.

In the inner hall, a lively bidding war was underway. A man sat at a round table in the center, surrounded by a group of men making bids. He remained seated, never looking up.

I became interested. I'd been bought by Master He at the Red Pavilion, and now I had a wad of silver, so I figured I might as well join the fun.

The madam smiled and introduced him, saying this was their newest virgin, still untouched, and tonight would be his first night.

I looked up. The man on the round table wore a purple robe, with only a gold belt around his waist. The loose collar was open, revealing his fair chest, and his two red nipples were faintly visible through the open fabric.

Perhaps my gaze was too intense, for he noticed me and looked up to meet my eyes. Those bright, watery black grape-like eyes instantly captivated me.

"Five hundred taels!" I shouted without thinking, unexpectedly winning the bid. I pulled out my silver, paid the money with the smiling madam, and was led by a servant to a private room on the second floor.

Chapter Three, Teasing the Handsome Man

When I entered, the man in the purple robe was already sitting on the bed. His long, black hair cascaded down his back to his waist, his nose was slightly upturned, and his small, rosy lips trembled slightly with nervousness.

I smiled, poured myself a glass of wine, and sat down at the table to drink it, while he remained motionless on the bed, watching me.

After three glasses of wine, I was slightly tipsy. I liked this feeling when I drank—not quite drunk, just the hazy, pleasant sensation.

I walked to the bedside, and with a single index finger, I lifted his pale chin, making him look at me. In his clear, watery eyes, I saw my own smiling reflection.

"What's your name?" I asked him with a smile. "Mist Rain." Not bad, a good name, I like it. "Are you willing?" I still smiled.

He stared at me blankly, looking puzzled.

"I never force anyone to do things with me, even if I pay them." See, what a refined and magnanimous woman I am!

He seemed to have struggled with his thoughts, and then told me that he had been drugged.

When I let down my long hair and took off my long robe, Mist Rain's expression froze again.

"What, didn't expect me to be a woman?" I felt no shame at all for my naked body being exposed to his eyes, but he lowered his head shyly.

Oh ho, little sprout, I like it.

When I pounced on the bed, pinned him down, and unbuckled my belt, Mist Rain's voice, which sounded almost delicate to me, rang in my ears, "Has he been right next to me the whole time?" Of course I knew who he was talking about. Chao Sheng stood in front of the bed, lowered the gauze curtains for us, then walked to the window, turned his back to the bed, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"It's alright, don't be afraid, just give yourself to me." I tore off the only thing covering him, his robe, and drooled over his body.

His skin was the envy of even someone like me who bathes in flowers and milk every day! His supple waist, pert buttocks, long, white legs, and clean toes glowing with a faint red light—every inch of him was seductive.

I, Jiang Li, dare say he's the most beautiful man I've ever slept with!

I took a sip of fine wine from the flask and fed it to his soft lips, licking them—so fragrant! The aroma of wine and osmanthus made me unconsciously bite his lips, probing his mouth with my tongue to savor the sweet taste.

I smiled as I watched his gaze deepen, reaching out to touch his burning cheek, and forcefully taking his lips into my mouth to deepen the passionate kiss.

The misty rain began to blur, and her sweet little tongue gradually responded to mine. Our tongues intertwined, like two thirsty children desperately drawing sweet nectar from each other's mouths.

The burning kiss made me feel breathless. I sat up, a thin, ambiguous strand of saliva connecting our lips. I gently licked my lips with my tongue.

This unintentional action had clearly captivated him. His dark eyes, filled with desire, drew closer to me. He licked my lips with his tongue, coating them with his saliva again and again.

Just as he was about to pull away, I suddenly seized his tongue, sucking it wildly. Our tongues intertwined in the air, creating a scene of eroticism.

I felt my lower abdomen slowly burning, and my lower body slowly secreting nectar. My desire for him intensified, and my mouth continued to swirl in his, not letting a single drop escape my grasp.

Chapter 4, Playing with a Handsome Man (Double Update Bonus!)

My hands were already on my breasts, gently kneading them as if handling a precious treasure.

His technique was excellent; even I, a woman who had grown up surrounded by men, couldn't help but pant and moan softly.

"You, is this really your first time?" I asked him in a hoarse voice, and he replied in an even hoarser tone, "It really is my first time." Being drugged, I felt more like the one who couldn't think of anything else. My swollen breasts pressed against his chest, involuntarily rubbing against him, the two nipples rubbing together, making each bud stand erect.

I loved his body; the rubbing of his tofu-like skin against my delicate skin felt so good.

His fingers pinched my nipple, every nerve in my body trembling. "Ah!" I screamed, lowering my head to bite his nipple. "Uh…" I heard his suppressed moan; now we were even.

My fingers reached for those soft, adorable testicles, but he stopped me. "Please let me serve you." Misty rain's soft lips kissed down my neck, then his mouth took one of my full breasts into his mouth. The bud, sucked on, grew harder and harder, glistening with his saliva.

After a moment, his lips moved down, kissing my flat stomach, caressing my small navel, and finally settling between my legs.

I instinctively tried to close my legs, but he spread them apart with his hands, his burning gaze fixed on that alluring grove. Just as I straightened up, ready to move on, he beat me to it, parting my labia and shamelessly sucking and kissing inside. The

smacking sounds of his licking made me blush. His soft breath tickled my flesh, his tongue swirling, drawing out the nectar, the sucking sounds utterly wanton.

My nimble tongue, after savoring every flavor of the intimate passage, finally found that protruding spot. With a gentle push and a suck from my lips, I tilted my head back, feeling the intense pleasure that filled my vision. An orgasm overwhelmed me, and I gripped the sheets beneath me, spraying his face with my own fluids.

I didn't know if he was a virgin, but I couldn't care less at the moment. I calmed myself down, pushed him forcefully, and straddled him. "Now, it's my turn to take the lead." I grasped his already erect member, rubbed it against my wet nest a few times, getting some sticky nectar on it, and then pushed it in against the entrance.

The feeling of fullness as my body was stretched open washed over me. Hearing each other's sighs, I smiled, twisting my hips back and forth, and I could hear his low moans.

"So hot, so tight, it feels like something is sucking me in..." he said with his eyes closed, seemingly immersed in it, his blissful expression satisfying me.

I smugly wiggled, occasionally raising my legs to circle his penis, and seeing him panting with his eyes half-closed, I mischievously sat down heavily, driving him crazy time and time again.

"Little beauty, you're so beautiful, I really want to keep you by my side and serve me forever..." My lower body was still rubbing against him, I nestled against his chest, breathing into his ear.

A glint flashed in his misty eyes, but before I could explore it, he flipped me over and pinned me down, easily changing our position. With a thrust of his

slender waist, he pumped in and out of me, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

Good, he's tired, let him get some exercise.

Chapter 5, Taking Him In

Just as I was about to reach my peak again, he lifted his buttocks, leaving only the head of his penis inside me. I bit my lip, staring at him with unbearable glare. He opened his slightly red lips, looking into my eyes with pitiful eyes, pleading, "Please, take me in." Just as I was about to regain my senses, Wuyu licked my nipples, trying to seduce me. The lukewarm pressure from below felt like the unbearable agonizing feeling of someone hanging on by a thread, neither fully alive nor dead. I screamed frantically, "Take you in! Take you in! Hurry up, continue..." This boy was also impatient; before I could finish, he thrust in forcefully, quickly and violently, causing my head to spin and I ejaculate. In my dazed state, I nodded and agreed to everything he said.

I only knew that with each increasingly violent thrust, he held my body down, letting his engorged penis penetrate deeply into my body.

"Uh..." With a low growl, my flower cave was filled, and warm liquid overflowed into my body. Mist and rain fell on my chest, and I murmured something before falling asleep without realizing it.

After resting for a while, I got up quietly. I really didn't have the strength to walk back. The thought of Chaosheng carrying me, dressed in men's clothing, out of here and then walking home felt a bit strange. In the end, I still asked Chaosheng to get a carriage to pick me up.

Being a germaphobe, I disliked showering outside, so I simply put on the clothes that had fallen on the floor, combed my hair in a men's style, and prepared to head home.

"Are you... leaving?" a weak voice came from the bed. I turned my head and, with the air of a carefree playboy, pinched his rosy cheeks. "I'll come see you again sometime." Before I could finish speaking, he sat up, his mouth agape, and burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Completely bewildered, I quickly sat down. The moment my bottom touched the bed, he pulled me into his arms.

"You promised to take me with you, and you said you'd redeem me! How could you go back on your word and abandon me?" His eyes were filled with tears, his sobs like pear blossoms in the rain, making my heart flutter.

When did I say I was going to take him away? I really want to say, you actually believe what women say in bed? He lifted his head from my embrace, his beautiful, misty eyes sweeping over me. He choked back tears and said, "If you don't take me with you, someone else will take me. Wuyu only wants to keep your virginity." Uh… I was speechless. Actually, I really liked Wuyu, especially his exceptionally good physique and bedroom skills. I was watching him, struggling with my own thoughts, when he wrapped his arms around me and said coquettishly,

"I don't eat much, I'm easy to take care of…"

Still agonizing over whether to take him home, he kissed my face. He said, word by word, "My body is pure. This is truly my first time." Okay, I admit it, I couldn't bear to let him be with another man.

And so, I spent five thousand taels of silver to redeem him.

On the way back to the manor, there was another person in the carriage. Chaosheng didn't say anything, sitting outside the carriage and driving the horse back to the He manor before dawn.

Wu Yu was placed in the side room formerly belonging to Master He, with Chao Sheng taking care of everything for him. I, the carefree manager, collapsed onto the soft bed and slept soundly for ages.

When I woke up, I wanted to take a bath and found myself clean and fragrant. A smile played on my lips; Chao Sheng must have carried me to the bathroom to wash while I was fast asleep.

This man, so thoughtful, puts my mind at ease.

Chapter Six: My Chao Sheng

I've forgotten when I first met Chao Sheng. I only remember that I wasn't yet the top courtesan at Hongxiu Pavilion. I found him unconscious while my servants and I were at the beach collecting shells at low tide.

His right cheek was disfigured, and there were no identifying marks on his body. I cared for him for several days in a small wooden hut by the sea. When he awoke, he had forgotten everything about the world.

I named him Chao Sheng. Being the domineering person I am, I felt that since I found him, I should name him. Our meeting was born from the tide, so I gave him those two characters.

He never said whether he liked me or not; he just stayed with me, until now.

Just as I got up, Wuyu pushed open the door with a tray and entered. Chaosheng was about to stop her, but I called out to let her in.

"Little master, are you hungry? Try my cooking." Wuyu swayed her hips as she sat at the table, picking up a piece of pastry and putting it in my mouth.

Delicious! I chewed on the sweet and sticky pastry, its fragrance overflowing, and looked at Wuyu with delight. "I saw a few osmanthus trees in the yard, so I picked some flowers early this morning and made osmanthus cake. Is it palatable?" "Palatable? Absolutely divine! I never knew you had this skill. Hmm, it wasn't a waste of your talent!" I pinched her rosy cheeks, and she smiled happily. "Brother, want a piece?" Wuyu picked up the plate and handed it to Chaosheng.

Chaosheng didn't take it, so I quickly explained, "Our Chaosheng brother doesn't like sweets. Do you know how to make noodles? Let's make a few bowls and eat together." Before I finished speaking, Wuyu got up and left. "Remember not to add scallions or sesame oil!" I called out from behind her.

Chao Sheng smiled, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, snuggling against him affectionately, saying, "I remember all your preferences." Less than an hour later, Wu Yu returned with two steaming bowls of noodles! Knowing that Chao Sheng must be hungry after staying by my side to take care of me without eating, I told him to sit down and eat first.

"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked, watching Wu Yu's wide, round, grape-like eyes intently watching me eat.

He shook his head. "If you're full, I won't be hungry anymore." Oh, this guy really knows how to talk; he's got me all figured out. "If you're starving, I'll have to spend money on your treatment, which is a huge loss. Come on, let's share a bowl. I ate some pastries earlier, so I'm not too hungry." Wu Yu nodded, rolled up a noodle with his chopsticks, blew on it, and put it in his mouth. Then he rolled up a strand, blew on it again, and fed it to me. We shared the noodles like that, each taking a bite.

Oh, it feels so good to be served by a beautiful woman! Even the already delicious noodles taste even sweeter.

A messenger came down to report that the He family's ancestral worship day is in a few days. Every year at this time, they go to the Foguang Temple on Guangling Mountain to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist prayers for blessings upon the He family.

I went twice a couple of years ago when Master He was still alive. Now, although I'm the only one and a half members of the He family in charge, it's still a good deed to pray for peace.

When Steward He learned that I agreed to go to the temple to worship the ancestors on behalf of the He family, he was so grateful that he wept tears of joy, almost kowtowing to me in gratitude. I know I'm not a saint, but I still have a little bit of virtue.

After making the arrangements, I dressed simply and put on light makeup, and had Steward He randomly select a few servants before we set off.

Chaosheng was definitely coming with me, so I left Wuyu behind to look after the house. To be honest, seeing Wuyu pouting and looking at me with teary eyes at the door, looking so pitiful, made me quite reluctant to leave. But I was going to the temple to worship Buddha, and bringing him along would only disturb the sacred Buddhist space, which wouldn't be good.

Chapter Seven: Encountering a Handsome Monk The

old abbot of Foguang Temple was a close friend of Master He, and he personally conducted the funeral rites for Master He when he passed away. Upon seeing me, he lamented the brevity of life and spoke to me about Buddhist scriptures, which I thought was probably to purify my turbid soul.

Unfortunately, I had become a demon, wasting his eloquent Zen sayings and several hours of sermons.

Finally free from the old abbot, I slipped away to return to my meditation room to rest for a while.

As I walked along the quiet path in the backyard, I heard the rustling sound of prayer beads. Looking around, I saw a young monk sitting under the Bodhi tree in the backyard. The afternoon sun shone through the lush leaves, making his serene face even more handsome.

My heart, like a crystal, pounded wildly. I raised my hand to my chest, trying to calm my shattering heart, and approached the monk.

The monk seemed to hear my footsteps; his long eyelashes fluttered, he opened his clear eyes, glanced at me, then closed them again, continuing his chanting of Buddhist scriptures with unwavering composure.

"Hey, little monk, what's your name?" I asked, leaning closer. Seeing he ignored me, I became even more interested and sat down beside him, waiting.

The little monk, completely absorbed in his meditation, paid me no heed. "Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, perceived that the five aggregates are all empty, thus transcending all suffering. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this…" "What does 'emptiness' mean?" I blurted out.

"All things and phenomena are empty," the little monk uttered indifferently, pausing his chanting.

"Since all things are empty, why do you dare not look at me?"

I felt him pause slightly, but he remained seated like an old monk, adjusting his breathing before ignoring me.

Fine, if he won't talk to me, then so be it. I walked back to the meditation room that had been prepared for me. The room was simple but clean, with a faint smell of incense ash.

After the vegetarian meal, I took my change of clothes to the spring water pool that Chaosheng had found to wash up.

I followed Chaosheng for a long time, walking deeper and deeper into the woods. In a grove, I heard the babbling of a stream. Following the sound, I found a small pool formed by the accumulated spring water flowing down from the mountain.

Shedding all my burdens, I stepped into the water. It was the height of summer, but the spring water, warmed by the sun all day, had no chill. I comfortably immersed myself in the water, washing away the sweat that had been accumulating throughout the day.

After a refreshing cleansing, I sat on the bank in my loose-fitting clothes. I was going back to sleep soon; I didn't bother putting on a dress.

I gestured for Chaosheng to go bathe. I knew he didn't like people seeing his true face beneath the mask, and neither did I. I wandered around the edge of the woods, my belt fastened, when I saw a faint light in the distance and curiously walked towards it.

The dim light was coming from a cave. When I reached it, I found myself at the edge of a cliff, and on the other side of the cliff was the cave.

I crept to the edge of the cliff and peered over. "Who?" A pebble flew out, hitting me squarely on the calf. My foot slipped, and I plummeted down the precipice.

"Oh my god, I don't want to die!" I screamed, closing my eyes, knowing I was doomed. But then, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm, and another large hand caught me, propelling me through the air and using the cliff's recoil to jump back up.

I clung to this person tightly, like someone about to drown.

"You are safe now, please let go." A clear, cold voice came from above me. I opened my eyes and realized I hadn't died after all. The person who saved me was the young monk who had been chanting sutras under the Bodhi tree that afternoon.

Chapter Eight: Tempting the Monk (Caution)

I looked down at myself and saw my clothes wide open, my bare, snow-white breasts pressed against the young monk's gray robe. The young

monk's eyes were tightly closed, his ears completely red, his brows furrowed as if I had defiled him.

I didn't let go, and asked, "Was it you who threw the pebble at me just now?" The little monk nodded with his eyes closed.

"I twisted my ankle when I slipped, it hurts a lot, and I can't walk. Since you caused the problem, you should bear the consequences!" I pouted slightly and planted a kiss on his lips.

I felt his body stiffen, and he opened his eyes as if about to explode, but froze when he looked down at me.

I knew he saw my delicate body, my long, wet, black hair draped over my snow-white skin, my breasts fully exposed in his eyes, and my pert, round buttocks held in his hands through only a thin layer of clothing, presented in an extremely erotic pose.

The young monk turned his head away as if struck by lightning, refusing to look at me. I lifted his soft, boneless hand, turning his head to meet my gaze. Biting my lower lip, my eyes filled with a smile, I softly said, "Come with me to the Pure Land." "The Pure Land?... " He seemed bewitched by my words, looking at my eyes in confusion.

"Since form is emptiness and emptiness is form, what is there to cling to? Everything is ultimately emptiness..." I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands gently caressing his chest as if casting a spell.

I knew that even if he was celibate, he was still a man. Just as he struggled with his inner turmoil, trying to let me go, I hooked my arms around his neck and plunged my hot lips and tongue into his cold mouth. He stiffened, letting me ravage him.

As I felt the response of his tongue, I withdrew my lips and breathed hot air into his ear, giggling as I told him, "Little monk, you've broken your vows." Overwhelmed with lust, I seductively teased his body, my slender hand moving down to grasp his penis through his pants, feeling it grow stronger in my hand. I kissed his chest and murmured, "This little girl has become a demon, only hoping for one night of pleasure with you, no need to worry..." With great effort, I pulled off his pants, and his hot, erect penis was already pressing against my jade gate. Before we even made love, I was already drenched in sweat. After several unsuccessful attempts to penetrate, I panted and begged, "Come in quickly..." Finally, remembering that this monk was only having sex once in his life, I pressed my body against his shaft. As if suddenly enlightened, the monk thrust forward with tremendous force, his primal and violent penetrating attack overwhelming me. I tried to back away, but he charged forward, forcing us both to fall onto the straw mat in the chase.

The monk, his instincts awakened, roughly pounded into my body, his lips pressing against mine in a passionate kiss. I ripped off his robes and wrapped my legs around his lean waist. Looking down, I saw that although my flower-like opening was already deeply penetrated, part of his body remained outside.

He seemed bewildered, trying to push in but unable to fit. Sweat dripped onto my breasts. After he withdrew, my body felt unbearably itchy, like ants crawling all over me. But as I lifted my hips in pleas for more pleasure, he forcefully thrust in, reaching my very core.

"Ah!" Tears streamed down my face instantly, a mixture of pain and overwhelming satisfaction washing over me. It was the first time I'd encountered such a haphazard man; I was overwhelmed by such a tidal wave of lewd pleasure.

Chapter Nine, A Dream of Delight

The young monk, still unsatisfied, gripped my slender waist and thrust deeper, finally letting out a satisfied moan as he entered my flower palace.

He was curious about my body, and from his ecstatic expression, I could tell he was already captivated by it. Having tasted the ultimate pleasure, the young monk seemed to be both happy and struggling in a distorted state, his body yearning for redemption as he thrust even harder.

I was truly frightened by his reckless actions, but the pain from the impact made me secretly hope he would treat me faster and harder.

I began to moan loudly and unrestrainedly, twisting my body to stimulate his senses.

"Who are you…who are you?" he growled, continuing his thrusts while sweating profusely. "Jiang Li, my name is Jiang Li..." "Jiang Li, Jiang Li..." He called my name, as if trying to imprint it on his heart, while I was already shattered by his thrusts, my soul scattered into pieces. I couldn't help but tremble as he pounded into my womb, the dizzying pleasure allowing us to release ourselves at the highest point of our souls.

Thick fluid overflowed, soaking the straw mat.

The little monk lay limp on top of me, gently kissing the skin of my chest inch by inch, his tongue licking the tips of my nipples. I reached out and embraced his head, kissing the top of his shiny head, transforming into a bewitching demon, enchantingly leading him to round after round of the drizzling rain of Wushan.

When I slowly awoke, the little monk's warmth was gone. Lying in the clean meditation room, I looked around. If it weren't for the vivid memories of the swelling and pain in my lower body, I would have thought last night was just a beautiful dream.

When I tried to get out of bed, my legs gave way and I collapsed to the floor. Luckily, Chao Sheng was quick and swift, picking me up and putting me back on the bed.

"What time is it? We still have to go to the ancestral rites today." I looked at the bright sky outside the door. "I've already sent Steward He with a few servants. I told him you caught a cold and shouldn't move around." He's becoming more and more considerate, showing promise. I nestled in his arms and thought for a moment, but still didn't voice my questions: Who was that little monk? Where did he go? How did I get back? I know Chao Sheng; if he won't say, I won't ask.

After leaving a considerable amount of incense money, we headed home. The old abbot, out of respect for the He family, personally saw us off. Standing at the temple gate, I looked back, but I couldn't see that handsome, aloof little monk anymore. Even if I asked, no one could tell me who he was. I even suspected that he was a demon, sent down to tempt me.

Back at the He residence, Wuyu was already waiting at the door like a dutiful wife. With others present, he couldn't do anything. Once in the room, he snuggled up to me affectionately. "My dear, did you miss me these past two days?" "Yes, yes, I did. Here, this is a lucky charm I got for you." I took out a delicate sachet and hung it around his neck. Wuyu happily kissed my cheek. "I knew you'd miss me. It wasn't for nothing that I got up early to make you a delicious meal." He led me to the dining hall, where a table of steaming food made my mouth water. Wuyu knew I'd been eating vegetarian food on the mountain for the past two days, so he'd prepared a feast to satisfy my cravings.

"You're such a good baby!" I pinched his fair little face and called Chaosheng to sit down and eat with me.

Eight-treasure steamed duck, almond tofu, pear blossom soup, braised lion's head meatballs... My goodness, it's so delicious! My adorable little Wuyu, I can't live without you!

Chapter Ten, A Startling Dream

I instructed Chaosheng to get me some herbal medicine to prevent miscarriage. I endured the bitterness and drank it all in one gulp. Last night's frenzied lovemaking left me a little trembling.

That newly-deflowered monk relentlessly ejaculated into my body. If I really had a little monk inside me, I would truly feel a deep sense of sin.

I rested my chin on the table. Five years have passed, and the effects of the medicine that man gave me have worn off. I have to say, that pill was really effective; after all these years, I haven't gotten pregnant even once.

I don't have the mood to test my body. I'd better keep some herbal medicine on hand just in case. Thinking of that person, I grew increasingly agitated. I knocked the medicine bowl off the table, sat on the floor, and slapped my own face repeatedly, my long nails digging into my palms and drawing blood. Only the pain and blood made me forget the filth of my body.

When Wuyu rushed in, he grabbed my hand, asking in alarm what was wrong, but he couldn't stop my loss of control and frenzy. His tender face was scratched by my scratches.

Chaosheng, who had gone to get me some sweet fruit, saw me going crazy and quickly ran over to hug me and stop me from going crazy. He stroked my hair again and again, comforting me, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here. Li'er is fine, Li'er isn't a bad woman..." Chaosheng's embrace and his murmurs always calmed me down. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face, and nestled in his arms. "I didn't want this, I didn't want this..." "It's okay, it's okay, I know, I know everything. Sleep well, everything will be over when you wake up." A gentle kiss landed on the top of my head, and Chaosheng pressed my acupoint to induce sleep. I drifted off to sleep.

A light drizzle blurred my vision. A familiar figure in a plain white robe, holding a simple oil-paper umbrella in the rain, stood there, his delicate eyebrows arched, immaculate, leaning against the railing by the water, serene as a splashed-ink landscape painting. He turned to me, smiling like a lotus in bloom, and slowly uttered, "Xiao Li, come back..." "No, no, I won't go back, I won't go back!" I suddenly opened my eyes, seeing only Wu Yu's face

, scratched raw by my hand. I gasped; it was just a dream. I took my hand from Wu Yu's tightly clenched grip and placed it on his still-bruised cheek. "I'm sorry, next time I go crazy, stay away from me. This little face breaks my heart." Wu Yu's eyes were filled with affection as he rubbed his face against my palm. "It's better that you hurt me than to see yourself hurt yourself. Look at these hands, they're practically raw." Both palms were already bandaged with medicine; I knew without asking whose work it was. "Where's Chao Sheng?" I looked around but saw no one else.

"He said he was going to find scar-reducing gel, because the last batch he brought back is already used up." I felt a pang of guilt. How could you find scar-reducing gel on the market? It's made of rare and precious ingredients; even the wealthy He family couldn't afford it. Chao Sheng always risked his life to become a thief in the palace just to heal my wounds.

I owe Chao Sheng so much, but he says it's because he owed me in a past life, and I saved him in this one, so he'll accept whatever I do.

It was past midnight when I told Wu Yu to go back to sleep. Firstly, I felt really guilty looking at his kitten-like face, and secondly, I knew Chao Sheng was coming back.

Chao Sheng returned dressed in black. There were no candles in the room, but there was a pale blue glow. "I saw it while looking for medicine. I knew you'd like it, so I just brought it back." I held the luminous pearl, admiring it. The pearl was crystal clear, with a translucent blue light; it was beautiful. "Not bad, not bad. With this, we can save a lot of money on candles." Chao Sheng's lips twitched, but he still said indulgently, "I'm glad you like it."

Chapter Eleven: Robbery During a Trip

The things in the palace are really good. After applying it for a few days, the wound on my palm gradually healed. I applied it to Wuyu every day, and Chao Sheng didn't say anything, but silently took out another bottle and placed it on my bedside table. With

the wound healed, my restless little heart started to stir again.

Today is the Qixi Festival, and the city must be bustling with activity. I specially wore a light pink dress, the skirt trailing on the ground, and a cloud belt embroidered with sparkling sequins cinching my waist, making it appear even thinner. My black hair was styled into a cascading bun, with some hair tied up on top and the rest hanging down naturally, tied into a small knot at the shoulder.

I smiled contentedly at the bronze mirror with my charming eyes, and then went shopping with my two men, one big and one small!

We played to our hearts' content until nightfall. Seeing the flickering candlelight on the river, I excitedly grabbed someone's wrist and ran towards it.

"So beautiful!" Colorful lotus lanterns floated on the river under the bridge, drifting gently in the breeze. Each lantern carried people's wishes and blessings.

I took out a few copper coins and gave them to Wuyu. "Buy three, I want pink ones!" Wuyu, like a little follower, dashed off with the money to buy lanterns, while Chaosheng protected me in the crowd.

"I want to write 'May I taste all the handsome men in the world' on the lantern!" Chaosheng heard my grand wish through his mask and smiled helplessly, but the next second he pursed his lips, as if he had heard something. Suddenly

, I felt light as he picked me up and jumped away. Several cold arrows shot out, startling the tourists who screamed and ran away, clutching their heads.

An elderly woman fell in front of me. I reached out to help her up, but then I heard a soft cry as I bumped into Chaosheng. The frail old woman, however, pushed me forcefully off the stone bridge as I helped her up. Amidst the screams, I didn't fall into the river but instead landed in someone's arms.

I heard the sounds of Chaosheng fighting. The person holding me used water-walking to leap across the river.

At that moment, I wasn't worried about being kidnapped, but rather that my weight might cause him to sink into the middle of the river in the next second.

His face was covered with a black cloth, and in the darkness, I couldn't tell which way was which. He carried me, winding and turning through countless bends before finally leading me into a mansion. Once a tinderbox was lit and a tall candle was lit, he slowly tore off the black cloth covering half his face in front of me.

"Li'er, how have you been..."

His sword-like eyebrows shot up to his temples, and his clear, dark blue eyes, along with his black brocade robe, revealed his natural heroic spirit.

I waved with a grin, "General Duan, long time no see."

Seeing my carefree smile, his eyes flashed with cold light, "You seem to be doing quite well. Tell me, how many handsome men have you been seducing lately?" "Hehe, not many, hehehe..." This man's eyes could shoot arrows; this little girl was afraid.

He walked closer step by step, his gaze aggressive, "I'm very angry, very angry! This past year, I haven't thought about you a single moment. Even when I was fighting on the battlefield, I returned bloodied and battling for the sake of my heart. When I learned that the old man was dead, I couldn't wait to come back to find you. You wanted freedom, and I gave you freedom. But now, besides Chaosheng, you've actually kept another man by your side. What do you take me for? You've treated my sincerity like dirt?" "Didn't we agree that it was consensual and that neither of us would interfere..." My voice grew softer and softer, weaker than a mosquito's buzz.

Duan Yi's large hand turned my drooping face to face him directly, his gaze burning as he said, "I regret it. You are mine, and only mine!" Chapter Twelve, A Hungry Tiger Pounces (Contains a tiger, proceed with caution)

The immense resentment emanating from Duan Yi and his own powerful physique easily overpowered me, stripping off my clothes piece by piece like plucking feathers from a chick.

"Still wearing a virgin's hairstyle, thinking of seducing someone, huh?" He pressed down on my body, his deep gaze scrutinizing my naked body, his large hand kneading my left breast at will. Before my

body could even become fully lubricated, he forced his way in, the friction inside my orifice causing a dry, painful sensation. Each thrust was extremely deep and forceful, domineeringly and fiercely taking over my body.

His kisses smoothed the furrows between my brows, his hips swaying and thrusting against mine. He murmured words that chilled me to the bone.

"Li'er, give me a child… I want to start fucking you nonstop now, you'll get pregnant eventually…" His calloused fingers, calloused from years of wielding a sword, caressed my lips. "Tell me, do you prefer girls or boys? I'd love to have a cute little girl like you, someone I can hold in my arms and call me Daddy, and have a few more for me, okay? I'll spoil them rotten…" His hands kneaded my breasts, my nipples were sucked, and Duan Yi's six-pack abs gleamed even more powerfully under the sweat.

"Ah… so heavy, no… no more…" The unbelievable, brutal thrusts brought tears to my eyes, and I screamed.

His penis was so thick, stretching my body to its limit, as if my vaginal walls were about to break. "Don't cry, be good, I'll be gentle, gentle…" Duan Yi soothed me softly, his voice hoarse with desire.

In fact, this man was a complete liar! He only gently thrust a few times, then flipped me over, lifted my buttocks, spread my cheeks, and began to pound me even more savagely. My muddy flower made a "slap slap" sound with his thrusts.

"Liar, you liar, you said you'd be gentler!" My hands flailed backward, but he grabbed them with his large hands. He bent down and wrapped his arms around my waist and back, his flesh thrusting against my clitoris. This man was like a lion on the battlefield, relentlessly attacking from behind, taming his prey.

"Li'er, I love you..."

Okay, I admit I'm an easily intoxicated woman. Just because of those three words, my heart was intoxicated. Let's just call it a blissful oblivion. In this moment, I temporarily needed someone to love me.

"Oh, you horny vixen, you think I'm too heavy but you still hold on tight. It feels so good to fuck you from behind. Your breasts are so big and sagging in this position, does it feel good? Are you enjoying it?" My sagging breasts were squeezed and pressed hard in his hands, and I gasped for breath, unable to answer, but I was almost thrown off my feet by his thrusts. "I can't take it anymore... faster..." "You think I'm too slow?" Duan Yi deliberately misinterpreted my meaning, increasing the speed of his thrusts, penetrating the deepest part of my flower cave as I screamed and begged for mercy, releasing his semen against my cervix.

I don't know how long he did it that time, I only saw that the candle had burned more than halfway, dripping red tears.

He hugged my body from behind and lay down on his side. I moved but couldn't break free. After playing all day and tossing and turning for most of the night, I was too lazy to argue with him anymore, so I let him use his not-quite-soft penis to block my flower cave and fell into a deep sleep.

The blinding sunlight woke me up, and before I was fully conscious, I felt sore all over. Every time I make love with this stinky man, it's like a battle; he won't stop until he's completely exhausted.

Chapter Thirteen, Honeyed Love in the Flower Garden (Caution)

Duan Yi's arms were heavily draped over me, his hand grasping one of my breasts, his lower body still firmly inside me.

I tried to pull out, but his large hand suddenly pressed down and pushed me back in.

"Ugh..." We both groaned in unbearable discomfort, and the penis that hadn't been released all night gradually awakened. He turned his body to the side, pushed my left leg open, and began to wriggle back and forth. My vagina felt sore and swollen, unbearably uncomfortable yet incredibly aroused.

He pressed his large hand against my lower abdomen while thrusting his own, stabbing me repeatedly. I dug my nails into the back of his hand, closed my eyes, and yelled, "Get out of here! I'm going to pee!" With all my might, I got up, put on his robe, and tried to leave. The semen that had been pent up all night in my flower hole had diluted and was dripping down my thighs. Duan Yi grabbed me and pulled a small wooden bucket with a lid from the corner. I shamelessly put on the clothes and left.

"Splash splash splash..." Nothing in life is more pleasurable than this. I feel so refreshed after peeing!

Duan Yi is a good person in every way, except he's a bit simple-minded, especially when it comes to matters of the heart!

During my time in the General's Mansion, I ate well but slept poorly. Duan Yi had the cook prepare all sorts of delicacies for me every day, even if he was worried I'd get tired of them. He also made clothes out of all the silks and satins the Emperor had bestowed upon me. He would even ride his somersault cloud to get me whatever I wanted to eat.

But I couldn't sleep well. Thankfully, he was only allowed to attend the morning court session by the Emperor, otherwise he would have really tortured me to death. These past few days, I've been passed out every night.

And I wonder if Wuyu is worried sick because he can't find me. Did Chaosheng not find me, or was he unable to sneak into the General's mansion to bring me back?

"Seven times a night, a man who'll die of lust!" I cursed, sitting in the garden owner's lap in the Duan family's garden. "Seventy times a night with you, what's seventy times?" Duan Yi twisted my waist, his hard penis pressing against my buttocks. I cursed the

lecherous demon and ran off to catch butterflies in the flower bushes.

I didn't catch a single butterfly, and the lecherous demon pressed me down into the flower bushes. "What are you doing? This is outside, someone might come!" He murmured, biting my earlobe. "No one will come. I just told them not to come near the garden, or I'll gouge out their eyes." "Brother, please spare me, my lower body is still swollen. Can't you have pity on me, my delicate self..." I could only pout and feign pitifulness, hoping to escape this ordeal.

"They say saliva can reduce swelling, I'll try it on you." Because my private parts were red and swollen, friction would cause pain, and I wasn't wearing anything under my floor-length skirt.

He quickly restrained my legs, his warm lips kissing me, his heavy breaths spraying onto my flesh. His tongue lightly hooked the petals into his mouth, swallowing large gulps of the nectar I secreted due to stimulation.

He licked the swollen petals again and again with saliva, finally inserting his tongue inside, mimicking the movements of a penis, teasing and probing.

Helplessly, I grabbed at the flowers and plants beneath me, unintentionally killing several lives between my fingers. My lower abdomen was burning, my desire was raging, and I groaned weakly as I gazed at the azure sky, the clouds in my eyes bursting open and turning into mist.

A torrent of fluid erupted from within me, and I looked down at Duan Yi's handsome face, smeared with it, looking somewhat disheveled and comical. I couldn't help but giggle.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and licked some of the fluid from his lips, smacking his lips with relish. "So sweet, I like it." My face burned; I was actually blushing at his wanton appearance. Alas, the younger generation surpasses the older; I've already been swept away.

Chapter Fourteen: Lingering Among Flowers (Honey)

"Want to do it again?" I lay weakly on the flowerbed, watching his hands still roaming restlessly over my body.

Duan Yi kissed my skin from bottom to top, complaining unhappily, "You were already there, but I wasn't." Listen to that! Is this the kind of coquettish talk a general who kills without blinking an eye on the battlefield and commands thousands of troops could utter?!

"You do it so many times every day, it's never enough, you never seem satisfied. Tell me, are you on aphrodisiacs? Are you?" "You are my aphrodisiac, I can never get enough of you..." He lifted me up, my back to him, and I straddled him. "It's cool in the bushes, I'll be on the bottom." Before I could react, his arm had already reached over and caressed my swollen breasts, his other hand guiding my engorged, purplish-red penis towards my opening.

His hands gripped my waist, pressing me tightly against his back and forth, his hot breath spraying onto the back of my delicate neck. He didn't move, his hands kneading me up and down, his thick rod like an iron pestle, thrusting straight in, pushing deep inside.

Every time it lifted and fell three times, it would be accompanied by a heavy upward thrust. I had already climaxed once, and I was whimpering as I was being thrust into so hard that I felt like I was going to die. Damn it, I'll fight you to the death and let you torture me!

Ignoring his hand on my waist, I braced myself with both hands and began to stroke his penis, sucking and licking it up and down until the man behind me let out a suppressed moan. I grinned wickedly and sat down hard, twisting my waist in circles as he growled, grinding our genitals together with a desperate intensity.

Duan Yi's breathing trembled. Although I couldn't see his expression, I knew he was on the verge of collapse. I tightened my lower abdomen and frantically swayed back and forth, closing my eyes and gritting my teeth as I fought him.

Rapid moans came from behind. As I rubbed against him, he thrust upwards repeatedly, "Li'er, Li'er, are you going to drain my essence dry? Here, here, all of it!" His fingers twisted on my swollen flesh, and I trembled all over, only able to tilt my head back, letting the storm of passion wash over me.

The tranquility of the garden was shattered by the sounds of our lewd intercourse. Even after I reached my climax, Duan Yi gritted his teeth and groaned as he thrust hard several more times before finally ejaculating.

The scalding heat made me instinctively try to escape, but he held me down with both hands, not wanting to let a single drop of his essence escape, shooting it all into my body.

As the heat subsided, I slumped against Duan Yi's chest, shifting my hips slightly. The cloudy semen trickled down my genitals, and he clicked his tongue in displeasure, thrusting his hips to force the thick liquid back in.

I knew what he was thinking, but I remained silent. These past few days, he'd seized every opportunity to make love to me relentlessly, and then he'd force me back in—all for what? He just wanted me to have a child for him, to keep me tied to his side. When people get stuck on something, you can't reason with them.

We were both fully clothed; he'd just pulled his pants down between his legs, making it look from a distance like two people sitting in a flower garden admiring the blossoms, but in reality, we were connected, engaging in incredibly lewd acts.

He casually picked a peony and tucked it into my hair, then gently lifted my chin and kissed my lips. "You look so beautiful, the blush on your face hasn't faded, your eyes are alluring, you're more beautiful than the flowers." "If I were a flower, you would be the green leaf that complements it!" I also picked a leaf and stuck it in his hair, watching him giggle foolishly.

Chapter Fifteen, The Shameless Pervert (Continued)

My stomach was growling with hunger. Duan Yi said he would take me to eat, but he held my body so I wouldn't stand up. He held my waist and spun me around using his penis as an axis, successfully bringing us face to face.

He got up and picked me up, letting my bare legs coil up inside his long robe, while he actually kicked down his pants and carried me back to the room like that.

How embarrassing!! Luckily, we didn't encounter any servants along the way, otherwise, where would I put my old face?

I angrily grabbed his little bud through his clothes and twisted it hard. "Ouch, is my wife flirting? Haven't I satisfied her yet? Let's go back to the room and continue." After saying that, he lifted his waist and thrust upwards. I let out a yelp and collapsed into his arms, not daring to be naughty again.

The food was already laid out in the dining hall, but strangely, no one was serving. I looked around, and Duan Yi patted my cheek and explained that in order to facilitate our happy life, he had ordered the servants to appear at appropriate times and in appropriate places, and to hide wherever they wanted the rest of the time.

Shameless lecher, I'm ashamed for you.

"Hey, can you get off me? Let me eat in peace." I was really uncomfortable sitting on him, especially with that thick, hard rod still stirring inside my hole. How was I supposed to eat?

Duan Yi didn't reply. He pressed one large hand against my waist to prevent me from moving, and with the other hand, he picked up a spoon and scooped up various foods to shut my complaining mouth.

Okay, I'll eat first. Only when I'm full will I have the strength to fight against this lecher.

After I finished eating, he turned me from his lap to my side, holding me like a baby in one arm while eating with a spoon in the other.

Watching him finish his meal, I eagerly tried to climb off him, but his deep, dark blue eyes were fixed on me. He wiped the grease from my mouth with his sleeve and smiled slightly, "You're full, let's continue." Good heavens! Help!

The lewd scent of intercourse quickly filled the dining hall. I lay against the painted auspicious cloud wall, letting his thick, long-dormant penis thrust in and out of my flower-like opening.

"Li'er, if we keep doing this day and night, when will we get pregnant…" Duan Yi whispered in my ear.

Just as he was about to thrust forward, I stepped forward and pulled myself out without hesitation. My long-occupied opening made a "pop" sound, like a plug being pulled out. Duan Yi growled, about to roar.

"Idiot, idiot! You just want me to have a child and be unable to leave you, so you're working yourself to the bone every day. Don't you think about how you'll clean up this mess if I really get pregnant!" I clenched my fist and pounded it hard against his chest.

I am Madam He, and he is a great general of the court. If we have a child, even if it's not a huge joke, we're practically doomed.

"A general? I don't care at all. At worst, we'll just roam the world together," Duan Yi roared, his eyes red.

I wanted to laugh, so I did. With a puzzled look in his eyes, I said softly, "You think having a child will tie me down? I don't care for men who try to keep a woman's body like that. I'm more troublesome than a child myself, and I don't want to create a few more little troubles to worry about." "Li'er, no woman would be like you, so unwilling to settle down and so averse to children. Who is it? Who made you like this, so unwilling to love, so unwilling to have a home?" Duan Yi held my naked body, his head buried tightly in my shoulder. I couldn't comfort him because I no longer needed that filthy affection.

Chapter Sixteen, The Imperial Edict Arrives

I thought my words would make Duan Yi give up on me, but I was wrong. This guy is like a sticky dumpling; he clings to me tightly, not only forbidding me from leaving the house, but now he doesn't even intend to let me get out of bed.

"Bad woman, I'll fuck you, fuck you until you're ruined, so that no one else will covet you! Li'er, Li'er..." The constantly thrusting penis churned inside me.

Who will save me? To be fucked like this day and night, I'm not far from death!

"Imperial edict has arrived..."

Your Majesty, please allow me to kneel and bow to you in my heart!

Duan Yi, with a taut face, got off the bed and quickly put on a clean set of clothes. Hmm, those from the army are different; they dress incredibly fast.

He pinched my cheek and said hoarsely, "Baby, wait for me to come back." "No rush, no rush, take your time to receive the edict. It wouldn't be good to neglect the Emperor." I waved my hand from under the covers, wishing he would get out of my sight as soon as possible.

Little did I know that when I woke up, I would actually get what I wanted, but things didn't go as planned.

I stretched out comfortably on the big bed and took a breath, then turned my head and saw Duan Yi holding the imperial edict, frowning and staring at me by the bedside.

Luckily, I'm a heavy sleeper, otherwise his gaze would have pierced two big holes in my back.

"What's wrong?" I sensed something was wrong and decided it was best not to provoke him. He didn't say anything, got up, took a clean set of clothes for me to wear, and then, without saying a word, pulled me out.

He lifted me onto his mount, the Crimson Wind Horse, and when it stopped, I realized he had taken me to the palace. He then dragged me into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He told me to wait outside for a while before going in alone. Soon after, I heard a fierce argument inside. I took a gold hairpin from my hair and handed it to the eunuch serving outside, from whom I learned the details of the matter.

It turned out that Duan Yi had repeatedly distinguished himself in battle, and the emperor had issued an imperial decree to marry his younger sister, Princess Wenxin, to him.

Good heavens, is this silly man leading me to get into trouble? I desperately want to run away. Just as I was about to take a step, the door opened, and an eunuch came out and said to me, "His Majesty summons you to the palace." I forced myself to walk in, head drooping. First, I saw Duan Yi's feet, then the hem of his embroidered dragon yellow robe.

"Raise your head and let me see you." Hey, where did that voice come from? I raised my head and froze. The Emperor and I uttered the same two words simultaneously, "It's you." Why bother with past acquaintances? Fate brings us together from a thousand miles away. Damn it, when I first started working at the Red Pavilion, my first patron was this noble gentleman!

It was thanks to his favor and the hefty sums he spent that I became one of the top courtesans in the pavilion.

"Why didn't you wait for me back then?" His eyes blazed with fire, burning me alive. "Master He is offering to redeem me, why not?" "How are you doing?"

"Not bad."

"How's your health?"

"Not bad." ...

Amidst this back and forth, someone next to me went ballistic.

"Ahem...Your Majesty, this woman is the one I mentioned I was going to marry, Jiang Li." Duan Yi quickly steered the conversation back to the main topic, not wanting this trip to turn into a tea party for reminiscing.

"Uh...Madam He, since you are already married, you must remain chaste for Master He, so why marry General Duan? This is against all reason. Besides, I have already issued an imperial decree to bestow the marriage upon him; a ruler's word is law, not a joke." I shook my head and walked over, picked up the ginseng tea on his table, and took a sip. Damn, I haven't had a drop of water since I woke up, I'm dying of thirst.

Duan Yi gasped, while I smacked my lips and put down the teacup. "I have no intention of marrying him, and I have no say in your family's affairs. I'm just here to watch the show, have some tea, sit for a while, and then leave. Please, make yourselves at home."

Chapter Seventeen, A Noble Lady in the Palace (Joy)

The eunuchs serving me were visibly shaken, thinking I would be reprimanded by the Emperor and dragged away to be beaten to death. Instead, the Emperor laughed and pushed a plate of exquisite pastries in front of me. "You, still so willful." Why was I so fearless? Because I saw a burning desire in his eyes, just like before. Back then, I didn't know he was the Emperor and often bullied him, and he never complained, silently enduring my bullying.

Now, I could still see that same emotion in his eyes, so I knew that as long as I didn't provoke him, he wouldn't harm me.

"Then things are easy now, Duan Yi. Go back. Tonight's events will be considered as if you never came. The marriage will proceed as planned, and I won't blame you." Duan Yi wanted to argue, but he was silenced by the Emperor's sharp words, "Don't force me to forget our past affection!" This was a monarch—ruthless when necessary, gentle when appropriate, using both kindness and severity, combining strength and softness.

Duan Yi didn't dare say anything more, fearing that if he said another word, his head would be on his head. He reached out to pull me away, but then the Emperor slowly said, "I only let you go, I didn't let her go." "Hmm... be gentle, you liar, you told me to remain chaste for Master He... yet you left me here... ah!" His sudden thrust broke my words.

"Such soft breasts, none of my harem women can compare to your slutty nature..." Whether it was the pleasure of his praise or the joy of receiving the favor of a former lover, my breasts were being rubbed and licked by him, and my flower cave was flowing with lustful fluid.

"Yuheng, may I still call you that?" I asked in a coquettish voice. "Yuheng is my courtesy name. If you like, then call me that. In this vast palace, only you can call me that..." Damn it, who told you to lie to me that you were a merchant? If I had known you were the Emperor, I would never have gone to the palace with that idiot Duan Yi to see you.

Forget it, back in Hongxiu Pavilion, he was my patron, and in the palace, he's the boss. I can be capricious in front of him, but I should still make him happy in this matter. Otherwise, I don't know where my head will fall off.

But how could this man do this? He opened his mouth and squeezed both my breasts into it, making lewd noises as he chewed and played with them.

"Yu, it's so full, don't bite like that..."

My flower-like opening tightly enveloped his jade stem, the large mushroom head constantly colliding inside me. "So hard, your penis is so hard, it's killing me!" "How can I make you feel good if it's not hard..." he groaned, his two testicles slapping against my lower body, making me both happy and sad.

Yu Heng seemed to have been unsatisfied by a woman for a long time, constantly seeking the pleasure of lovemaking within my body.

Making love with him is very comfortable, unlike the gentleness of Wu Yu, who pampers you like a queen, or the fierceness of Duan Yi, where making love is like fighting on a battlefield.

Yuheng rubbed against me, seductively tempting me in my ear, "Tell me, have you missed me? Do you want me...?" I moaned repeatedly, "I...I miss you, I want you..." I have to say, the emperor's sexy appearance at this moment was truly deadly. His eagle eyes, which once looked down on all others, were now filled with desire and lust, ravaging me thoroughly from the inside out with his gaze.

"So good, Li'er's inside is trembling...biting me so tightly, so powerful...you always manage to drive me to the brink!"

Chapter 18, Breaking into the Dragon Bed (Again)

My legs were hoisted onto his shoulders, and my upturned buttocks involuntarily rose to meet his thrusts. Love juices overflowed from my flower cave, and Yuheng's sweat dripped continuously onto my chest. He held my waist and thrust hard, creating an extremely lewd erotic scene on the bed.

His tongue traced circles on my nipples, while below, the spray of fluid flew wildly. At that moment, he wasn't a king, and I wasn't Jiang Li; we were simply a couple immersed in love, releasing the burning passion within us.

The spring night was fleeting, and the sun rose high, yet even a king couldn't skip his morning court. From this, I could tell he was a wise ruler. What I admired even more was that after a whole night of lovemaking, he could still get up so early.

"Sleep well, I have to go to court. Tell the servants not to disturb you. I'll come back to see you when I have time." Yuheng kissed my forehead, nose, and lips, and finally, amidst my impatient snorts, reluctantly went to change into his court robes for court.

After the activity, I slept well. As I drifted off to sleep, I felt a chill on the covers and someone slipped in. Half-asleep, I assumed it was Yuheng returning from court and didn't turn over, continuing to sleep.

A large hand gripped my waist as he thrust his hot, hard penis inside me. Before I could even wake up, he began to pump vigorously in and out.

I moaned in a hoarse voice, "Yu, shouldn't you sleep for a while... You got up so early..." Isn't this man tired? He comes back from court and keeps going.

"Li'er, it's me, Duan Yi." The man's heavy breathing was on my neck. "The Emperor is still in court. He usually won't be back for at least two hours." I woke up completely, trying to escape his brutal assault. "How dare you come in? Aren't you going to court?" Duan Yi gripped my waist and thrust even harder. "Go to court my ass! He even dared to take my woman! I'm taking you away. I'll fight to the death! Last night, I secretly spies with some of my men. If you anger me, I'll raise an army and force the emperor to abdicate!" Has this idiot's head been slammed in a door?! I wanted to curse him, but under his relentless thrusting, I couldn't utter a coherent sentence, only letting out soft moans as he fucked me.

He quickly withdrew, leaving me feeling empty, then turned me over so I was lying face down on the bed, thrusting deeper inside.

"Ugh, why do you like doing this from behind so much? It's so deep and hot, I feel like I'm melting..." "You little slut, how can I not think about you all the time... Seeing you climax makes me feel so satisfied." His thrusts grew more and more forceful, my juices gushing out again and again.

Duan Yi leaned against my back, turned my face and kissed my lips, a long, thin trail of saliva forming between our lips after a passionate embrace.

"I'm sorry, baby, I hurt you again." He kissed away the tears I had shed, whether from pain or excitement, and said helplessly, "But I can't stop..." He took it twice before I finally managed to kick him out of the palace by pinching and hitting him. I promised him I would find a chance to leave.

This is not a place for me, I know that.

After getting dressed, Yuheng didn't return, but someone who shouldn't have come showed up instead.

From the eunuch's announcement and their attire, I recognized the woman in the yellow dress at the head of the group as the Empress, and the two unruly women beside her as Consort Jin and Consort Xuan.

"You wretch, why don't you kneel before the Empress and Consort Jin!" Of the three, the one with the lowest status spoke first, that's right.

I didn't even give her a glance. I didn't even kneel before the Emperor, what is the Empress to me!

Chapter 19, Both Caught in the Net

I, a wise woman, don't fight a losing battle. I gave a slight bow as a greeting, "Greetings to the Empress." That Empress, her eyes are practically on the top of her head. Doesn't she get tired of looking up at me with her eyes down?

"Hmm, rise. I heard you served in His Majesty's Hall of Mental Cultivation last night, so let His Majesty appoint you as a concubine. You can learn from me in the future, and we'll be sisters." Who said we're sisters? I'm a good person, aren't I? A concubine? How dare you say that? Is it even slightly higher than your position as a palace maid?

"His Majesty decides what to appoint. I have no intention of living in the palace." I sat down. They're not tired, but I am. I was exhausted last night, and Duan Yimeng took me twice this morning. My legs are still trembling.

The Empress was clearly displeased and immediately changed her expression. "You are disrespectful and disorderly. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of His Majesty. Yuzhi, slap her!" The palace maid serving the Empress came to me with a sinister smile and raised her hand.

"Whoever dares to slap the Imperial Noble Consort, I will drag her out and execute her by a thousand cuts!" Ta-da! My savior is back! Yuheng, I can say with certainty that I love you now!

The three women immediately turned pale. The Imperial Noble Consort was below the Empress and above all the other concubines; they were naturally resentful, but the Emperor's word was law, and no one dared to speak out immediately.

However, the Empress, true to her name, had probably already thoroughly investigated my background overnight, almost revealing my birth date and time. Of course, she didn't miss any details about my time in brothels, my marriages, or my affairs with various handsome men.

Who am I, Jiang Li? Let them say what they want, I'll listen to what I want. If I were afraid, I wouldn't be Jiang Li.

But the Emperor still had his pride; his face darkened, and I knew he wouldn't tolerate me. The fleeting spark of affection he had shown earlier vanished.

"Our relationship was consensual, a mutually beneficial exchange. Since the palace has strict discipline, I'll leave." I clapped my hands, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Yuheng grabbed my hand, "How dare you! Who gave you permission to leave? You're increasingly disrespectful to me!" Damn it, you won't leave, you won't let me stay, what am I supposed to do?!

"Seize this shrew and send her to the Shenxing Division for discipline!" the Empress roared. Instantly, several eunuchs entered, ready to grab me and drag me away. I looked at Yuheng, but he didn't even look at me. You beast, you don't recognize me after you're out of bed! I'll remember you!

"Chaosheng, save me." Chaosheng's image flashed in my mind. They say that hearts are connected, and I really felt that Chaosheng and I had developed that so-called telepathic connection. As soon as I finished speaking, a figure shielded me in his arms.

"Chaosheng, I knew you would come to save me!" I looked at his anxious eyes behind his cold mask, nodded, and reassured him that I was fine and unharmed.

Chaosheng nodded in response, gripping his sword in one hand and protecting me with the other, preparing to escape.

"Forest Guards! Assassins!" Several concubines and eunuchs shouted, instantly surrounding the room.

I was truly amazed; to capture us today, even the Emperor's Shadow Guard, six top-tier imperial guards, had been mobilized.

If it weren't for me being a burden, Chao Sheng could have easily escaped alone. With me by his side, he had to fight a whole group of people, including six top-tier guards. He was simply outnumbered. I didn't blame Chao Sheng; I blamed the royal family for bullying him.

Chapter Twenty: The Wealthy Chao Sheng

Chao Sheng and I were both tied up. Yu Heng walked up to us with his hands behind his back. "I've seen you before at the Red Pavilion, but I've never seen your face. I want to see what kind of person you are behind this mask." With a flick of his finger, Chao Sheng's mask fell off. I saw Yu Heng and the Empress's eyes widen. Mother, this isn't fair! I know Chao Sheng's face is disfigured, but this is still an insult!

"Yuqi, is that you?" Yuheng's fingers trembled. He ordered his men to untie us and sent for the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager rushed over and threw herself at Chaosheng the moment she saw him, crying out, "My son, my son..." It turned out that a family had recognized each other after all. Back then, during the struggle for the throne

among the six princes, Yuheng and Chaosheng were both brothers born to the Empress Dowager. Before Yuheng ascended the throne, Chaosheng disguised himself as Yuheng to lure away the assassins and shield him from the ambush, but was persecuted himself.

Chaosheng couldn't remember anything, including how his right cheek was disfigured. When I found him, he was like a newborn infant. He survived only because of the ideas I instilled in him, combined with his innate personality and skills. The Empress Dowager confirmed

the red birthmark on the inside of his left arm and cried as she hugged him, saying how much he had suffered all these years.

I helplessly watched Chaosheng being taken advantage of. Chaosheng looked at me expressionlessly, and I scratched my chin, indicating my helplessness.

Yuheng wanted to restore Prince Chaosheng's reputation and grant him the title of Prince, but Chaosheng declined all offers, asking only one condition: me.

He forbade Yuheng to stop making things difficult for me and not to issue any decree punishing me for my unfaithful and arrogant behavior.

What could Yuheng say? Could he refuse his own brother who had almost lost his life for his ascension to the throne?

I wrapped my arms around Chaosheng's waist and buried my head in his chest. "Chaosheng, oh Chaosheng, I owe you a debt I can never repay in this lifetime..." Chaosheng's rough hands stroked my hair as he whispered, "I've given you my lifelong infatuation, to ease your lifelong wandering..." I clutched his clothes and promised, "Our fate in this life has been thwarted; in the next, I'll pledge my love to you." He held my hand, speechless, only gazing at me silently.

I stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips. Chaosheng, oh Chaosheng, if I had met you a year earlier, would our ending have been different?

We left the palace without incident. Although Chaosheng had no memory of them, he still felt some familial affection for them. I whispered in his ear that if we cultivated good relations with them, we wouldn't have to be thieves anymore; we could just take things openly. Chaosheng nodded, saying I was absolutely right. Before leaving, he accepted various treasures and stacks of silver notes from the Empress Dowager.

I happily kissed his honey-colored skin beneath his mask, signifying his bright future.

I said, "Chaosheng, let's go. I don't want to be captured by Duan Yi and used as a tool for having children." Chaosheng agreed, saying, "Let's go back and make some arrangements, then take Wuyu and travel the world."

Wu Yu had lost a lot of weight. As expected, he grabbed my sleeve and sobbed when he saw me. I laughed and patted his forehead. "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" "Pah, pah, pah, bad things don't come true, good things do. Don't say such unlucky things. You don't know how worried and anxious I've been since you left. I've become skin and bones!" I teased Wu Yu with a raised eyebrow and whispered in his ear, "Are you skin and bones? Take your clothes off and let me check when we get to bed tonight." Seeing his red ears, I happily tiptoed and put my arm around his shoulder as we walked into the house. Oh, this innocent little thing, he's so pitiful.

Chapter Twenty-One, The Embroidered Ball Marriage Proposal (Smut)

That very night, I devoured Wu Yu whole, inside and out.

I stroked his pretty little face to comfort him, "Silly boy, I'm fine. Don't worry if I disappear again. I'm a lucky girl, it'll be alright. Seeing your pitiful little face breaks my heart." "I missed you so much..." His lips pressed against my face, his delicate kisses spreading down my neck, "Thinking of you made this hurt so much..." His hand grasped mine and pressed it against his chest, his nimble tongue sliding smoothly into my mouth, entwining tighter and tighter, more intensely.

His enormous member was completely buried inside me, the convex glans rubbing against my inner walls with each thrust, his waist pulling back and then rushing down again, I could only release my ecstatic emotions with screams.

"Is this comfortable?" He licked my earlobe, asking my needs. "Baby, follow your feelings. Don't do anything just to satisfy me. I want us both to be comfortable." There were no more unnecessary words. We used our bodies to feel each other's presence, casting aside our inhibitions to make love to its perfect degree.

His hard penis pressed against the clitoris deep within my flower, the sludge-like fluid flowing from the slit clinging to the entrance of my vagina, pounding and swirling under Wuyu's guidance.

"Good, right here, harder..." I spread my legs wider, raising my hips to meet his thrusts.

"You rascal, how much will you make me succumb before you're satisfied..." Wuyu lifted my legs high, thrusting his engorged penis deep into my flower palace.

I loved the pure longing in his bright eyes, and I especially enjoyed the feeling of him relying on me beside me.

I was pampered by him like a queen, listening to him call me "My Lady, My Lady..." over and over on the large bed. Chao Sheng prepared the carriage, Wu Yu packed her bags, and I was responsible for carrying the silver notes. I left the house and shops to the steward and various shopkeepers. I was off to have fun!

Liusu City was my first destination. It was said to be a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. Since the scenery was beautiful and the people were beautiful, there was no shortage of handsome men living there. Okay, let's drive the carriage to find beauties.

Along the way, there were so many beauties on the streets, all with delicate and fair skin. Most of the men here were not tall, and they all looked refined and gentle, with fair and beautiful skin, but they lacked a bit of masculinity.

I lifted the carriage curtain and looked out, eyeing the men passing by on the street with a predatory gaze. "Are those men as good-looking as me?" Wu Yu peeled a grape and stuffed it into my mouth.

I swallowed the grape pulp and spat out the seeds, then turned and pinched his soft cheek. "To be honest, no." Wu Yu smiled, peeling a few more grapes to cheer me up.

After walking for a while, we heard a lively commotion outside. The carriage driver, Chao Sheng, said the road ahead was blocked by a huge crowd.

Hearing there was something exciting to watch, I told Chao Sheng to pull the carriage over, and I immediately got out and dragged the two of them to join the fun.

Oh, someone was throwing a bridal bouquet! After listening around, I learned it was the daughter of the wealthy Liu family choosing a husband.

I heard that this only daughter of the Liu family was already past marriageable age, and she had many suitors, but she wanted a predestined marriage. The wealthy Liu family doted on his daughter and couldn't resist her insistence, so he had to give in to her wish to choose her own husband.

I shook my head and sighed. This little woman doesn't understand anything. Marriage is the most unreliable thing.

Seeing Ms. Liu, her face veiled, looking around in the embroidered chamber on the second floor, seemingly choosing a candidate, I shook my head again. This first meeting was even less reliable! Someone you only see a glimpse of can easily turn out to be a completely different person once you get to know them.

Many men below were jeering, shouting, "Throw it to me! Throw it to me!" I glanced over and saw several elderly men, some even grandfathers.

One man scoffed, "Sir, Ms. Liu is choosing a husband, not a grandfather. You should go back!" The old man, far from being angry, retorted confidently, "Though I am old, I am still ambitious!" He even flexed his arm muscles.

The crowd laughed, and Wuyu and I chuckled too. Hmm, this was entertaining; it wasn't a wasted trip.

Looking up, I saw Ms. Liu on the upper floor rolling her eyes, playing with the embroidered ball in her hand. Our eyes met, and she curiously began to scrutinize the two handsome men beside me.

Seemingly having made up her mind, she took the embroidered ball forward. A bad feeling crept in, so I grabbed one person in each hand and retreated, only to be surrounded by the crowd, moving slowly.

Suddenly, the crowd shouted, and everyone rushed to grab the thrown embroidered ball. And this ball, unfortunately, was aimed at us. The men pounced like madmen, grabbing the ball. I held onto Wuyu, and Chaosheng held me, protecting us from being crushed and hurt.

"Oh, young master, what good fortune!" Suddenly, everyone fell silent. I remained in my fleeing, behaving like a coward, looking around amidst the strange noises.

"Young master! The masked young master! My lady's embroidered ball is on you!" A maid's shout came from the stage. I frowned, looking around. It seemed that only Chaosheng was wearing a mask. I jumped out of his arms and tilted my head to see that the embroidered ball, adorned with bits of woven red thread, was hanging on the sword at Chaosheng's waist.

Chapter Twenty-Two: A Cunning Plan

We were invited into the Liu residence and treated as honored guests. Wu Yu wanted to laugh, but under Chao Sheng's cold gaze, she forced back her smile.

"May I ask your esteemed name, young master? Since you are betrothed to my daughter, and tomorrow is an auspicious day, why not strike while the iron is hot and consummate the marriage?" Master Liu stroked his white beard and spoke to Chao Sheng with a grin.

Strike while the iron is hot? I think it's more like taking advantage of a crisis! Aside from the half-disfigured face hidden behind the mask, who would dare say that my Chao Sheng is not a dragon among men, from his physique to his demeanor? (He's a prince, you know...) Aside from occasionally showing a few subtle expressions towards me, Chao Sheng was basically expressionless to everyone else. His eyes were cold and aloof as he glanced at Master Liu and replied, "I've come from the capital with my wife and brother-in-law for a leisurely stroll. We encountered some excitement and never expected this embroidered ball to land on me. Please, Master Liu, find another suitable husband. I'm very sorry." Upon hearing this, Miss Liu, who had always appeared as a refined young lady, looked displeased. "Young master," she said, "since my embroidered ball landed on you, it must be fate that has ordained us. Qinglian doesn't mind that you're already married and is willing to serve you alongside my sister." Good heavens, child, are you crazy? She already said she doesn't want you, yet you're lowering yourself to be a concubine.

Seeing this, Chao Sheng looked at me, seemingly seeking help. I blinked and comforted him, telling him not to be afraid, that I was there for him.

"Sister, we don't have the custom of employing servants. Our family rule is that if we have a concubine, you'll have to do everything in the household, big and small, inside and out. If you think you can handle it, I won't refuse." Before she could speak, I continued, "Actually, there's not much work in my household. We get up at 3 AM to sweep the yard, at 5 AM to boil water and cook, at 7 AM to clean the dishes and then water and fertilize the vegetable garden in our backyard, at 9 AM to prepare lunch, at noon to fan the fire in summer and light the fire in winter, we take a nap in the afternoon because we're afraid of the cold in winter and the heat in summer, at 1 PM to wash the clothes we change into each day, at 3 PM to cook dinner, at 5 PM to wash the dishes and then run the bath, and at 7 PM to clean the bathtub before you can rest." Hearing this, Miss Liu's expression froze, and I saw even Master Liu's face turn ashen.

After a while, Master Liu recovered and said politely, "It's getting late. We can discuss the marriage arrangements tomorrow. I've already instructed the servants to prepare some food. You've all had a long day of travel, so why don't you eat and then go to your rooms to rest?" I nodded. That's fine; it saves us the cost of staying at an inn. Being served good food and drink is nice.

After the meal, Master Liu had the servants lead us to our rooms. Of course, only two rooms were prepared—one for me and Chaosheng, and one for Wuyu. Actually, I thought one room would have been enough; two would have been a waste, hahaha.

Wu Yu pouted as I shooed him back to his own room. It was getting late, and it wouldn't be right for him to occupy "sister and brother-in-law's" room in the middle of the night.

I quickly washed up and collapsed onto the bed. To be honest, the bumpy ride in the carriage all day had really tired me. I leaned in and patted the empty space next to me, signaling Chao Sheng to come up.

Chao Sheng lifted the covers and crawled in. I snuggled into his arms and was about to drift off to sleep when I heard rustling footsteps outside the door. Chao Sheng frowned and tried to get up, but I glanced at the door and pressed him down. Okay, since you want to hear a show, let's put on a performance. I guarantee you'll be satisfied.

Chapter Twenty-Three: First Taste of Chao Sheng (Spicy)

I proactively climbed onto Chao Sheng's neck and pressed my lips to his, teasing him with my tongue until his desire was aroused, and he responded by savoring the sweetness in my mouth.

I slowly climbed up his earlobe, repeatedly and gently biting his earlobe. "No, don't do this," Chao Sheng said, turning his face away and huskyly trying to stop my seduction. "

Don't talk. What's there to be afraid of when we're an old married couple?" I glanced down at the figure outside the door, then turned his face back and kissed him again.

My hands touched his chest, feeling his body tremble slightly. This man had been with me for so long, yet he never made love to me. I could never understand why. If it was because I wasn't attractive enough, why did every time I teased him, his body react?

And yet, after all these years, I hadn't had a single successful opportunity!

My soft, boneless hands reached for his genitals, covering his heat through his underwear. Tonight, I wanted to make Chao Sheng lose control of himself, his mind racing with the desire to break free from the closeness and barriers of the past few years.

Chao Sheng's mouth was slightly open, his eyes looking at me with a confused and hazy gaze. Even through the mask, there was a different kind of invigorating sensuality in him.

I said, "Chao Sheng, I want you. I want you to be my man."

Chao Sheng shuddered and abruptly pushed me away.

"Why? Do you think I'm dirty..." I sobbed in his ear. If that were true, then why was he still so infatuated with me, staying by my side day and night?

A deep fire blazed in Chao Sheng's eyes. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his voice, saying, "I'm too busy spoiling you to care about you." He took a breath, seemingly letting go of some struggle, and slid his hands inside my bodice, touching my full, round breasts.

In the dim candlelight, his dark eyes darkened, and he couldn't wait any longer as he kissed and nibbled at my nipples. His tongue circled the buds through the red silk bodice, staining the fabric a darker color.

My lower abdomen felt hot and swollen, as if a little honey had seeped out. The thought that someone was eavesdropping outside the door made me even more excited.

His fingers probed the base of my heat source, thrusting in and out of my hidden flower cave. I never knew Chao Sheng possessed such superb skills. My body temperature rose, and I twisted my waist to match the movements of his fingers.

I cried out wantonly, both because of the unparalleled stimulation and perhaps to let the person outside the door hear.

Honey dripped from his palm onto the sheets, the sweet and pungent scent filling the air. Before he even truly entered me, I had already climaxed. I swallowed hard and sat on his lap, as his fingers continued to invade me.

Chao Sheng knew my body was ready for him. He placed me on the bed, pulled down his pants, and took out his swollen penis.

Before he could even reach out, I proactively opened my legs. His breathing became heavy, and he called me a vixen before pressing down on me, penetrating my hot, enormous member.

The moans that escaped my lips became so seductive that even I was shocked. The last syllable of my moans became so alluring.

Chao Sheng had abandoned all self-control. He increased his pace, lifted my waist, and rode me freely inside.

As if to make up for everything that had happened before, he relentlessly thrust into me. His endurance was remarkable; he held back his pent-up energy, refusing to release it. My legs were raised, my buttocks lifted off the covers, leaving only a small part of my back against the bed for leverage.

His thrusts filled our joints with wide, forceful strokes, leaving no gaps. In this position, blood rushed back to my face, making it flush and hot. "Chao Sheng, hurry up and come out!" I gasped, drooling uncontrollably.

Chao Sheng lowered my legs, pressing his entire body against me, licking the saliva from the corners of my mouth, his penis deeply buried inside me.

"Move, why aren't you moving..." I cried out in a lustful, ecstatic voice.

He lifted my left leg, kneeling above my right, and turned my body to thrust again. My left leg was almost pushed upright, my flower-like opening wide open for his thrusts.

"Chaosheng...Chaosheng, I can't take it anymore..." A feeling of pleasure surged from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and Chaosheng, in the midst of my almost soul-stirring climax, ejaculated thick, hot fluid.

Chapter Twenty-Four: A Smooth Journey Lost

in the throes of lovemaking, I had long forgotten the person outside the door. It was better that she gave up, saving us the trouble.

Luckily, our room was a bit far from Wuyu's, otherwise, she would have run over and banged on the door in the middle of the night upon hearing the noise. On

a beautiful morning, I woke up in Chaosheng's strong arms, while he was still fast asleep. I rarely saw his sleeping face, and I had never seen his brows so relaxed, sleeping peacefully.

During our second lovemaking last night, I sat on him, and in the heat of the moment, I ripped off his mask. As he hurriedly tried to cover himself, I held down his hands, kissing his wounds in his self-conscious gaze.

They were wounds from sharp stones; when I first found him, the skin was torn open, and even the best scar-reducing gel couldn't smooth them out.

I said, "Chaosheng, these scars only make you look more spirited. No need to hide them, you're so handsome, really. From now on, when it's just me, don't hide your face. With our deep, inseparable bond, what can't we face each other?"

A flicker appeared in Chaosheng's eyes. He promised me he wouldn't wear that cold mask when he was only with me.

I smiled knowingly and kissed his forehead. He opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Naughty." I wrapped my arms around his strong waist and rubbed against him. "I'm your little naughty one, hehe." When Wuyu pushed open the door, we were still naked and entwined. He rushed in and saw us like this, his brow furrowed. He pouted unhappily, as if something precious had been taken from him, his grape-like eyes brimming with tears, giving me a resentful look before stomping away.

Chaosheng and I exchanged glances, concluding that this was the first time the boy had seen me with another man, and he was upset.

After a night of ups and downs, my shouts reached Miss Liu's ears outside the door last night. If Mr. Liu outside the courtyard isn't deaf, he probably heard something too. Sure enough, today he didn't mention the marriage at all and politely saw us off.

I gave Chaosheng a sly smile. See? One sister does the work of two! All done, time to go back to playing!

Along the way, Wuyu was awkward and no longer attentive to me. Chaosheng sat outside driving the carriage. I was a little bored, glanced at Wuyu a few times, and sighed to myself, "Fine, ignore me then, I'll go out and chat with Chaosheng." I got up to lift the curtain, but he pressed me down with both hands and kissed me haphazardly. "I've been alone in this room all night, while you've been making love with him. My heart is aching..." Wuyu complained coquettishly. I stroked his hair and said with a smile, "You and Chaosheng are both mine, why are you vying for my favor?" "No need for that. My lord, I certainly won't favor one over the other. I'm very fair." Her big, teary eyes blinked at me. "Isn't it enough for my lord to have me serve you in bed? I can transform into seventy-two forms for you to do as you please." I patted his shoulder. "Wu Yu, one must never be greedy. If you're not used to it, I can let you go, but I..." "Alright, alright, I was just joking. I won't tease you anymore." He sealed my lips with his, licking them like candy.

I sighed inwardly. I, Jiang Li, will never again stop for someone, never wait for someone in this life.

Leaving Liusu City, I slightly changed my plans. I didn't see the handsome man, and I almost brought back a beautiful woman. Next stop, I'll focus on having fun. As for handsome men, I'll just let things take their course.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Trip to Yidu

Arriving in Yidu, my curiosity immediately burst forth. I knew this city was famous for gambling, with gambling dens everywhere, where overnight riches were commonplace, and instant bankruptcy was equally frequent.

Although I'm not a gambler, I was still somewhat intrigued by this diverse place. The good thing about it was that anyone, regardless of age or gender, could enter as long as they had money; there were no laws or regulations to stop them.

For me, the advantage was that I could go in and have a go without having to disguise myself!

Since I was going to gamble, I had to choose the biggest and most impressive casino. Head held high, I strode into the largest building, Yongle Casino.

Wow, the first floor was quite crowded. There was a young woman playing dominoes at a table, someone holding a child throwing chips around to guess big or small, and several middle-aged women, each with a vegetable basket hanging from their chair, playing mahjong around a table.

A vibrant tapestry of casino life.

As soon as we entered, a waiter came to greet us. "Distinguished guests, what would you like to do?" I smiled. "It's too noisy here, not really my style." I then took out a silver ingot from my pocket and tossed it to the waiter. The waiter immediately bowed and scraped, saying, "Please follow me." Upstairs, it was much quieter. Looking around, I saw mostly people of some social standing, though there were also some nouveau riche whose appearances clearly indicated their wealth.

Wu Yu looked around and glanced upstairs. "Hey? It seems like all the rooms upstairs are private. Let's go up and have some fun." I was about to nod when the waiter, all smiles, said, "Gentlemen, we have rules here. Not just anyone can enter the floors above the third floor." "Then how can we get in?" I raised an eyebrow. "If you want to go, you need to win 10,000 taels of silver here on the second floor now. Then someone on the third floor will greet you to take you to the fourth floor for the challenge, and so on, until the top floor." Oh, I see. Okay, I'll see if I can win 10,000 taels first.

I found an empty table and sat down. Chao Sheng and Wu Yu stood beside me. The person shaking the dice was a burly man with half an arm exposed. He glanced at me expressionlessly. "Please place your bet." He pulled out a 5,000 tael silver note and slapped it on "Big." The people around me immediately stared wide-eyed. They didn't seem to expect a woman to bet so much on her first round.

It wasn't that I had nothing better to do with my money, but 10,000 taels—how long would it take to win that? It's so tedious.

Luckily, my luck has always been good. The round started, and "566" was Big! Hehe, I immediately took the 10,000 taels upstairs. I saw the waiter, who hadn't even come downstairs yet, practically drop his jaw.

The third floor was much more elegant, with individual cubicles separating small rooms. I told them I was there for a challenge, and someone guided me to the innermost private room.

The person who greeted me was a seemingly frail scholar. He smiled faintly at me. "Fifty thousand taels per round, three rounds to decide the winner." "Whoever has the higher tael wins in one round!" I picked my ear and looked at the dice on the table. He seemed somewhat surprised, then nodded.

The six dice rattled in the dice cup. After a short while, he turned the cup upside down and gently lifted it. Not bad, twenty-one.

I grabbed the cup and instantly swished the six dice in, shaking them up and down in the air. As a child, I was lazy and didn't learn many good things, but I certainly picked up a lot of gambling skills. I turned the dice

down, confidently lifted them, and without a doubt, twenty-three. I won.

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Game

Going up to the third floor, I realized what it meant to strive for higher positions. The layout and arrangement were clearly a step up.

Beneath a curtain adorned with crystal beads, there were three small rooms. One door was already open, and I went inside.

Inside sat an elderly man with a venerable air, playing Go at an octagonal table, his left and right hands working together.

Now I was in a predicament. I knew a bit about betting, but when it came to Go, I was completely clueless.

Just as I was about to turn and go downstairs, Chao Sheng grabbed my arm. "Why don't you let me try?" I thought for a moment, then flashed a beautiful smile and generously pulled out a silver note, saying, "Alright, let's play. It's on me if you lose." He stood before the old man, bowed with his hands clasped, and sat down. The two of us then began to

play, each holding a die. Go is all about strategy. After a few moves, the old man stroked his white beard without looking up and said, "I forgot to mention, best two out of three games, one million taels of silver." What? One million taels? "It was 50,000 taels a moment ago, what kind of ratio is this, doubling it?! Can I back out?!"

Chao Sheng turned his head and smiled, implying that I shouldn't worry. Okay, although this guy has never done anything to disappoint me, a million taels! Even I, the wealthy Madam He, feel a little shudder. Am I too stingy...? Wu Yu took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from my forehead. Speaking of which, playing chess is so annoying, unlike other games that are quick and easy. I've never liked playing this since I was a child.

Several hours passed, and the two were tied. I was going to say that if it really didn't work out, we could just draw, but the old man suddenly got angry and wouldn't let me leave until a winner was decided.

Wu Yu brought me lotus seed soup and fed me spoonful by spoonful to calm my anger. The old man's chess skills became ruthless, while Chao Sheng remained as calm and composed as a mountain.

I was incredibly irritable, like someone suffering from menstrual cramps, and I even wanted to grab Chaosheng

, throw down the silver notes, and just run away. I was hungry, sleepy, and exhausted! Luckily, just as I was about to pull out the silver notes from my pocket to throw a tantrum, Chaosheng gave me a calm smile

and said, "Hey, you won!" The old man wanted to drag Chaosheng to continue playing, promising to give us silver regardless of winning or losing. I patted my bottom

and thought, "I don't want free money, I'm hungry, I want to eat meat!" But, but, but, but, when I tried to leave, I was stopped. A well-dressed waiter blocked my way and told me that once I stepped onto the third floor, I had to go to the fourth floor.

Damn it! Are you kidding me?! I'm not going, I'm not going, do whatever you want. Grabbing Chaosheng, Wuyu started to walk out, but unexpectedly, a group of thugs surrounded us, each holding a sharp weapon.

Chao Sheng shielded me as I began to fight them. Because there were too many of them, plus Wu Yu and I, the two little burdens, I finally yelled, "Stop fighting! I'll go upstairs, okay?!" I went up to the fourth floor alone. It wasn't that I didn't want to take them with me, but I was told that only one person could go in at a time, and if I didn't go, we'd start fighting again. I went into the only room on the fourth floor with a flat stomach.

"Why are you leaving after winning money?" A soft, gentle male voice came from inside, as soft as cotton, yet it felt like there was a needle hidden in the cotton.

I looked up and saw a man's face. He was thin, with a high nose, arched eyebrows and eyes, and fine skin, comparable to Wu Yu's. His long, narrow phoenix eyes were narrowed as he looked at me, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He wore fine clothes and held a fan with a handle inlaid with four-colored gemstones, seemingly very rare. At first glance, this man was undoubtedly wealthy and powerful; it was best not to provoke him.

I said I was hungry and didn't want to play anymore, planning to go eat and then go back to the inn for a nap. At his command, within half an incense stick's time, the table was laden with delicacies.

Without thinking twice, I filled my stomach first. After eating, he actually said that if I was sleepy, I could go to the inner room for a short rest. I was speechless. I took a sip of tea, let out a burp, and remembering that Chao Sheng and Wu Yu were still waiting for me downstairs, I told the man to hurry up and start the betting.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Imprisoned Again

What? Did I stuff chicken feathers in my ears? Or was it selective auditory hallucination? What did this guy say? He wants to bet with me on rock-paper-scissors? "

Brother, can't you at least have some class...

Okay, to get out of this predicament quickly, I agreed. But!!! This guy actually said the wager was the clothes we were wearing, one piece for each loss, and whoever was naked first won. Damn it!!!

But I was in a bind, so I had no choice but to agree. If I had known, I would have taken off a few of my damp and rainy clothes and put them on. Damn it, now I only have my undergarments left!

When I was down to just my undergarments, I surrendered. "Okay, you win, can I go now?" I said, and started putting on my clothes.

He opened his fan and fanned himself a few times, squinting at me with a hint of—temptation in his eyes!

"Stay with me, I've got my eye on you." He was direct and straightforward. "No, can't you see there are two men waiting for me downstairs?" I continued putting on my clothes. "Are they all your men?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "Who else did you think they were?" I continued putting on my clothes."

"You're quite an interesting woman." His lips curved into a smile. "This city is an independent city, not governed by any country, yet the city lord here is the law." I was fully dressed and glanced at him. "What's it to me?" In an instant, he stood before me. "Because I am the city lord." Fine, I was imprisoned just like that.

That damned city lord, I don't know if his brain was kicked by a donkey. Chao Sheng was tricked by that villain and thought I had been taken away, so he rushed to find me. Wu Yu was sent back to the inn to wait, while I was confined to the top floor of this gambling den.

"You seem to hate me." The legendary city lord named Lie Chi Ran sat in front of me.

"You're right." I took a sip of tea and said without hesitation.

"Why?"

"I'm a human being, not an animal. Do I know you that well? Why are you imprisoning me?" I glared at him and roared.

"Because, there's nothing I can't get if I want it, no matter what." He traced the curves of my face with his fan, moving it towards my chest with a hint of ambiguity and playfulness. I raised my hand and suddenly grabbed his nipple through his clothes, twisting it hard. Lie Chiran winced in pain, slapping my hand away with the fan handle, striking a pressure point that instantly made me feel numb and tingling.

Seeing that I had no strength to resist, he pressed me down onto the bed, pinning me down with his legs. I was completely powerless.

His fingers gently traced my skin as he looked down at me, moving his fingers to my breasts with an infuriatingly arrogant air.

The two little red nipples, which I was playing with, stood erect involuntarily. "I like to collect good things. I don't care how many people have handled them. Once they're in my hands, I'll keep them safe, just for my own amusement." Lie Chiran's phoenix eyes gleamed, his gaze fixed intently on me. Of course, I understood the hidden meaning in his words. Looking him in the eyes, I said seriously, "Unfortunately, I'm not a good person. I'm just a lustful and greedy little woman." His face drew closer, his nose touching mine, and he smiled, saying, "That's not up to you." Then, he kissed me, his tongue prying open my lips and slowly trying to pry open my teeth. I clenched my teeth, refusing to let him in.

"Why don't you want to?" he asked, licking my lips.

Yes, he was very handsome, a real heartthrob. Why didn't I want to let him have his way? After thinking it over, I said, "Because I don't like being forced. I prefer to force others."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Bringing in Reinforcements

Eating the best food and drinking the best wine in the city, I looked out the window. It was too high up here; if I jumped, I'd be smashed to pieces. As soon as I stepped off this floor, a group of burly men would appear on the stairs.

That day, Lie Chiran didn't force me. He went back to his room to sleep. These past few days, he'd only shown his face briefly, had a meal, said a few words, and left.

As night fell, I was idly flipping through a picture book when suddenly the sounds of carriages and horses roared outside, followed by a loud shout. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, so I dropped the book and ran to the window. Looking down, I realized I recognized the person!

There stood Duan Yi, clad in iron-plated armor and a lion-headed helmet, riding a magnificent steed, looking incredibly handsome and imposing! He used his inner strength to project his voice, which was as powerful and resonant as a lion's roar.

"Lie Chiran, release Jiang Li, or I'll give the order, and 20,000 soldiers will storm in and destroy your city!" Overwhelmed with emotion, I cupped my hands to my mouth and shouted, "Duan Yi, I'm here!" He looked up at my voice, anxiously asking what was wrong.

Before he could speak, someone covered his mouth. "Hmph, massacre a city? Just for a woman like this? I underestimated you. I didn't expect so many men to risk their lives for you," Lie Chiran mocked, covering my mouth.

Before half an incense stick could burn, the door was kicked open, and Duan Yi and Chao Sheng rushed in simultaneously. "Li'er..." Chao Sheng was truly clever, knowing to return to the capital to fetch reinforcements. Duan Yi was frantically searching for me, and upon receiving the news, he immediately volunteered to lead troops here.

Seriously, isn't this a bit too much of a show of force? Just to scare people, no need for such a long and arduous journey.

"A hero's grave in a gentle embrace, so General Duan is quite the romantic after all." A soft voice slipped into my ear as this man forcefully wrapped his arm around my shoulder from behind.

Seeing me struggle, Duan Yi glared and growled, "Let her go!"

Lie Chi Ran chuckled, "I've said it before, I've never failed to get what I want. If I do, I don't mind going down with the flames." He pulled me towards the window, and I thought to myself, this guy must be no match for Duan Yi and Chao Sheng, so he's using me as a shield. I despise him!

A whistle blew, and burly men surged in. Duan Yi and Chao Sheng started fighting, and Lie Chi Ran seized the opportunity to pick me up with one hand and jump out. Amidst the roars of Duan Yi and Chao Sheng, we jumped.

"Lie Chi Ran, you son of a bitch! I'm terrified of heights! Aaaaaaah!" Just as I was thinking about how to die a less gruesome fall, I opened my eyes again to find that we had been caught by a large, parachute-like device and were flying steadily into the distance.

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me you had a backup plan?" If I were any more timid, I would have died of fright first. He gave me a smug smile, "It wouldn't be fun if I told you." You son of a bitch! Am I your toy?!

Okay, I have to say, what changed was that I was moved from one place to another, but what remained unchanged was that I was still imprisoned by him.

He still served me the best food and wine. When I said I was hot, he had someone lay out a priceless jade mat for me. When I said I was stuffy, he invited musicians and actors to perform for me alone in the closed garden. When I said I wanted to go out, he ignored me and told me to go do whatever I wanted... "Lie Chi Ran, how long are you going to lock me up?" I finally roared in exasperation.

"Willingly give yourself to me, or even fall in love with me." Dream on, shameless thing, then you'd imprison me for life.

He seemed to see through my thoughts, pinching my chin and looking at me, a smile spreading in his eyes, "I'm very confident in myself."

God, another narcissist.

Chapter Twenty-Nine, The One Who Ties the Bell Must Untie It

A person who's always been in a honey pot feels extremely uncomfortable after a few days without bedroom exercise. Call me a slut or a whore, shameless or whatever, everyone has desires. Whether a chaste woman or a young beauty, they just can't openly express them. Once they do, who knows who's more promiscuous? I miss the delicate

beauty of Misty Rain, the handsomeness of Tide Rising, the fierceness of Duan Yi, the gentleness of Yu Heng, and the faint naiveté and recklessness of that unknown little monk.

Don't ask me why I gave in to Lie Chi Ran without any improvement; you don't understand, I have my principles. I admit he's good-looking, rich, and treats me well, but I just don't feel anything, there's nothing I can do.

Finally, one day, I said to Lie Chiran, "Let's talk," and he agreed.

I stripped off my clothes, turned my head away, and said, "If you want it, take it, but let me go afterward." He sighed, put my clothes back on, and said, "Don't say such unlovable things. In your current state, I won't want you, and I won't let you go." I went all out, using every trick in the book—bird-catching dragon claw hand, grandma-brother fist—to attack with all my might. Lie Chiran didn't get angry; instead, he laughed, "You're cuter this way." He dodged while stealing kisses from my cheek.

I regretted it! Why was I lazy and unwilling to learn martial arts in my youth!

I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have been so playful and ended up here. If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have met this great demon. If I hadn't met this great demon, I wouldn't have ended up in this heartbreaking place... Duan Yi, Chao Sheng, you guys need to step up your game!

I thought I'd be with Lie Chiran until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, until we grew old and faded. But on the sixth night here, someone sneaked into my room under cover of darkness.

When I noticed, he covered my mouth to silence me, then scooped me up and leaped out the door. In a flash, darts, arrows, and other hidden weapons were unleashed, all the mechanisms activated automatically, yet we flew out of Lie Chiran's mansion unharmed. The

surrounding scenery rushed past, demonstrating the extraordinary lightness skill of the person carrying me! When we landed in a small, grassy room in the woods, I leaned against him, feeling a little dizzy, and said softly, "Little monk, I feel like throwing up..." And when he released me, I really did squat down and vomit. If I'd known it would be like this, I wouldn't have eaten so much delicacies for dinner; what a waste!

Once everything was settled, I sat on the small wooden bed in the thatched hut, looking at the handsome monk I had teased. "What brings you here? You actually managed to find me, impressive." He was still wearing his greyish-blue monk's robe, a string of polished prayer beads around his neck, and his bald head did nothing to detract from his flawless face.

"My master said my mind was not at peace, so he sent me down the mountain to settle my worldly affairs before I could return. As for finding you, I inquired along the way. Yicheng almost went to war because of you, so such explosive news shouldn't be too difficult to trace back." He answered calmly.

War? Was Duan Yi really angry?!

"Your mind is not at peace, so why did you come to me?" I asked casually. He answered seriously, "Well... ever since that day, your image has been constantly appearing in my mind, so I came to find you." I smiled. This little monk's innocent appearance was truly adorable. In front of him, I felt I could easily transform into a demon.

"Alright, then tell me, did you come to me because you need my help? You saved me, so it's only right that I help you. Just tell me how." "The one who tied the knot must untie it. You just need to help me resolve my inner conflict." He looked at me, his eyes devoid of any ulterior motives.

Chapter 30: Resolving Inner Conflict (Caution)

I really didn't know if this monk was truly pure or just pretending to be innocent. It turned out that his so-called resolution of inner conflict meant having sex with me again.

I said, "I'll do it, but I don't want to be on this broken bed, and I don't want to go to a cave. I want to go somewhere that's not touching the ground, not high up, not dirty, and with a good view."

The little monk readily agreed, but since it was late, we decided to make do with sleeping in this small thatched hut for now.

However, he was quite well-behaved, refusing to sleep in the same bed as me. He simply spread out some straw and spent the night snuggling on the ground. I rolled my eyes and lay down. It wasn't like I hadn't done it before; I still couldn't understand his unusual way of thinking.

When I woke up early in the morning, he had just come in, bringing a few steamed buns for me. After a few bites to fill my stomach, he led me to the place I had requested.

Across the lake, I could see a small pavilion in the distance, its silhouette seemingly floating on the water.

He picked me up and, with a light leap, jumped into it.

Surrounded by water on all sides, without touching the ground or climbing any height, it was truly beautiful.

The pavilion was openwork on all four sides, each draped with gauze curtains, utterly dreamlike. I didn't know how he had found this paradise. Before I could ask, he placed me on the soft couch in the middle and pressed his body against mine.

"Wait, don't rush..." I pushed away his chest, my fingers slowly sliding down his handsome face. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, and he exuded a faint scent of incense ash.

Having been apart for so long, I dared not let him enter me so roughly, and could only guide him slowly.

I took his finger and put it in my mouth, gently licking it with my tongue, pushing the entire finger in and sucking it.

Sensing the change in his eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled his head down, and kissed his lips repeatedly.

"Tell me your name," I said, tilting my head back to lick his earlobe.

He trembled, answering breathlessly, "Relief."

Layers of clothing fell away, and as we lay naked, intertwined in an embrace, I felt his flutter. I knew what he needed, and I knew that only I could give him that desire.

I pressed against his chest, licking his nipples. With an unsteady breath, he lifted my head, his tongue plunging in, entwining with mine, leaving no gap.

Feeling my body already wet, I nodded, signaling him to get down to business.

"Tight!" He grasped his penis, trying to push it in, but my vaginal canal, tight from inactivity, became stuck, unable to move forward or backward. "

It hurts!"

He didn't know how to tease; he plunged in, inserting his massive penis into my body, bringing me pain and spasms.

From active to passive, I looked at him with hazy eyes, being held by the waist and swayed back and forth with each thrust.

Wave after wave of violent impacts came, and I cried out, begging him to slow down. Seemingly sensing my discomfort, he stopped, looking at me helplessly.

I said, "Don't just keep going at it hard. Kiss and touch me from time to time, and don't always use the same force. Varying the intensity will make you feel better too. "

He kissed me like a good boy, and I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist, rubbing against his side. I felt his huge penis inside me grow even larger. This time, he patiently and slowly entered, and I rose and fell with his movements.

"Jiang Li..." he called my name, raised his hips, and thrust in hard, each time without stopping, each time deeper than the last, wildly pounding into my cervix, quickly withdrawing, then thrusting again.

My God, this feeling... My fingers dug into his back, and I screamed high-pitchedly.

The sound rose and fell with the force of his movements until he had no strength left to speak. I turned to look at the lake outside the gauze curtain, where ripples were spreading in the breeze. Those concentric circles of ripples, like myself, undulated with his impact.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Forged City's Strange Encounter

My return quelled a war. Duan Yi, seeing me, decisively withdrew his troops. Fortunately, they hadn't started fighting yet, otherwise I would have become a universally reviled sinner.

Wu Yu's eyelids were swollen like peaches. When he saw me, he threw himself into my arms, repeatedly muttering, "My nemesis, my nemesis." I smiled and stroked his little face, reassuring him that I had returned safely.

Chao Sheng saw me nod to him and knew that I hadn't suffered any harm, so he was relieved. Duan Yi frowned as he looked at Shi Ran, who had been following him silently since he entered, and asked, "Who is this?" I glared at him. "He's my man, it's none of your business." Duan Yi gritted his teeth and reached out to grab me, but before Chao Sheng could react, Shi Ran grabbed his hand first. A "crack" sounded as bones dislocated. I looked up and saw a bead of sweat the size of a bean dripping from Duan Yi's forehead.

"Shi Ran, let go."

Hearing my words, he released his grip and glared coldly at Duan Yi, saying, "With me here, no one is allowed to hurt her." Duan Yi's face turned ashen. My heart swelled to bursting. This is what they call a loyal dog? Not bad, not bad, I like it.

"That was a sneak attack, it doesn't count. Wait until I get my bones set and we'll have a head-on match!" Who is Duan Yi? A great general, a top-notch expert. He's never suffered such humiliation.

Shi Ran nodded in agreement, "Stay away from her, I'm always ready." Seeing that Shi Ran was a ruthless character, Wu Yu didn't dare ask any more questions. However, Chao Sheng's gaze became inquisitive as he asked, "Is he... that monk?" I was speechless. Chao Sheng, you only just realized?!

Before Duan Yi could finish setting his bones and challenge Shi Ran to a duel, orders came in for him to lead his troops back to the city. Since I was alright, he had no reason to linger with his army. He sent his main force ahead, while Duan Yi, with a troop of cavalry, escorted us to the casting city, far from Yi City, before reluctantly returning.

I hadn't even had a chance to fully explore this beautiful land, how could I return disappointed? To prevent Lie Chi Ran from catching up, we had to take a detour and arrive at this boring casting city first.

There was really nothing fun here. Every household was a blacksmith. They made their living by forging various weapons and iron tools from iron mines, and were also famous for a peerless sword from the Sword Casting Manor.

Since we're here, we have to see the legendary peerless sword, otherwise it would be a wasted trip.

Chao Sheng wasn't too keen on us going to the Sword Forging Manor. He'd heard that the manor's owner was a grumpy, crazy woman. Although she held a queen-like position there, she was still terrifying, and her occasional outbursts of madness would frighten the common people.

Humans are just like that; the more you're told not to do something, the more you want to do it. Originally, we only planned to take a quick look at the legendary sword and leave, but now that we were interested, I led a group of people to the gate of the Sword Forging Manor. I took out Chao Sheng's token, handed it to the guard, and after reporting, we were immediately allowed to pass.

There wasn't much to see inside the Sword Forging Manor. The path was mostly filled with various bronze sculptures and towering ancient trees.

"Hey, take this!" While I was still lost in thought, a flying sword was already hurtling towards us. Shi Ran flicked his sleeve, deflecting the blade aside, and his sleeve swirled back without a single tear.

But the newcomer didn't stop. She threw punches, each one vicious. Chao Sheng parried, and I pulled Wu Yu behind Shi Ran, who was protecting me. I recognized the madwoman who was attacking without asking who she was; she must be the manor owner.

As Chao Sheng dragged her towards me, I stepped out from behind Shi Ran, intending to say something like, "Well, she is the manor owner, after all, let it go." Unexpectedly, when the madwoman reached us and looked up at us, she paused, then agitatedly shook off Chao Sheng's hand and rushed towards us.

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Little Monk's Background

I braced myself for her attacking me, but to my surprise, she stopped two steps away, staring blankly at Shi Ran with tears in her eyes, her hands touching his handsome face.

A surge of rage welled up inside me. "You madwoman, have you taken a fancy to my man?! You lecherous woman!"

I thought Shi Ran would stop her, but he didn't. Instead, he frowned and stared at the woman in front of him.

"Yu, is that you?" the woman asked affectionately, then muttered to herself for some reason, "No, Yu can't be this young, could it be..." She pulled down the front of Shi Ran's shirt and peered inside.

"Hey, hey, hey, you crazy woman, you can't be so lewd!" I was furious and raised my hand to stop her, but she pushed me hard and I almost fell. Shi Ran was unhappy this time, pushed her hand away and caught me in time, saving me from an embarrassing fall.

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler came running up from behind. "Gentlemen, I'm sorry, Madam's health hasn't been good lately." He bowed to each of us, and when he bowed to Shi Ran, he was astonished when he saw Shi Ran's face. He stammered, "Master...Master...Master!" We were led into the hall and offered the seats of honor. At the request of the madwoman and the butler, Shi Ran pulled up her clothes, revealing her chest. I stared at that patch of flesh, drool dripping down my face.

I knew that Shi Ran had three irregular red moles on her chest, but I never imagined that these three red moles would change Shi Ran's life.

Twenty-five years ago, the Sword Forging Manor suffered its greatest calamity in history. The manor lord, Qi Yu, died tragically while protecting the peerless sword, and the newborn baby was secretly sent away. Originally, the child was to be sent to a close friend for protection, but unexpectedly, that friend was also in dire straits.

The guard took the baby to another location, but was killed on his return. The child disappeared

without a trace. Although Madam Qi escaped death, the loss of her father and son severely damaged her mental state, causing her to sometimes become mentally unstable and unable to control her emotions. I couldn't help but ponder the words Shi Ran's master had spoken to him when he found me again: "His mortal life is not yet over." This wasn't just about me; perhaps the master knew something, simply telling him to leave the mountain and let fate decide. Unexpectedly, he unintentionally discovered his true identity—truly a wondrous fate.

Shi Ran's real name was Qi Yibei. According to the steward, he looked exactly like the master of the manor; even without seeing the insignia, one could tell he was Qi Yu's son.

Shi Ran, or rather, Qi Yibei, remained silent. He didn't inquire about his enemies, nor did he comfort Madam Qi. He simply looked at his mother with an unfathomable gaze.

Madam Qi was overjoyed to have her son again after more than twenty years, and naturally treated us with the utmost respect as honored guests. Back in her room to rest, sitting on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, as if I were about to lose my little monk.

The door was pushed open, and I looked up to see Qi Yibei walking in. I smiled, "Now I should address you as Young Master." He frowned and sat down beside me. "I didn't expect this either." I could understand the mess of emotions this child was going through. A mother suddenly appearing out of nowhere after twenty-odd years, and with such a background, no one could accept it all at once. Luckily, he was calm. Anyone else would have been rolling on the floor in anguish.

"She said she wanted me to stay," Qi Yibei said calmly.

"Alright, after all, she's your mother. It's not easy for her to stay here all by herself. It's only right that you stay." I patted his shoulder.

"And what about you?" He looked at me with deep eyes.

"Me? Of course, I'll continue to travel the world and enjoy the blessings of having two women!" He suddenly hugged me. "Stay with me, okay?" I shook my head in his arms without saying a word. I'm sorry, little monk, I can't stay for you.

Chapter Thirty-Four, The Sorrow of Parting (Spicy)

That night, Madam Qi called a servant to invite me to her room for a chat.

"Jiang Li, is it? Let's be frank, it's clear Yi'er has feelings for you. May I ask who else is in your family? Our manor is ready to arrange your marriage with all the proper betrothal gifts." I was shocked. Marriage? Who wants to marry into this family? I've been longing for Master He's death to enjoy a carefree life. At least when I married Master He, I didn't have in-laws. Now I have to serve you? No way!

"Madam Qi, you misunderstand. Qi Yibei and I have nothing going on. Since he has already acknowledged you, I must leave in a few days; I have a journey to take care of." I looked at her firmly, our gazes locked in a fierce battle until we were both exhausted.

"Alright, since that's the case, we can't force you to stay. We were thinking of showing you our manor's most prized possession." Hearing "most prized possession," my ears perked up. Even if I didn't marry, I didn't say I wouldn't see treasures! I came here precisely to see that legendary peerless sword!

As we gathered around the jewel-encrusted nanmu box, eagerly awaiting the unveiling of this priceless treasure, our eyes nearly popped out of our sockets the moment the box was opened.

"Huh? This dark, unassuming thing is the peerless sword?" I stammered, mouth agape.

Seeing my reaction, Madam Qi drew her sword and circled it a foot in front of us. When the sword stopped, a clattering sound filled the air. The jade pendant at Wu Yu's waist, the sword in Chao Sheng's hand, and even the gold hairpin in my hair were all swept away, half falling to the ground.

I couldn't help but clap my hands. A true sword doesn't hide its power! What a fine sword!

But then again, considering how the various sects fought to the death over such a shabby thing, was it worth it?

We'd seen the sword, accepted the person, and packed up to get going.

These past few days, out of consideration for my pride, we'd all been sleeping in separate rooms. What if the little monk's mother knew how chaotic we were, and how we were corrupting her child?

It was just past midnight when someone magically appeared in my bed. I hadn't slept; I dimmed the light, got into bed, and dozed off under the covers. I knew he would come, and he had come silently.

He silently opened my body and thrust into my softness. I didn't speak, but responded passionately to him. The thought that I had personally taught him his techniques, and that I wondered which other woman he would use them on, made my heart ache a little.

The man behind me seemed to be venting some emotion. He gradually lost his mind, frantically burying himself in my body and possessing me fiercely. Soon, I was weak and powerless, my upper body collapsing onto the bed, my lower body held in front of me.

"Qi Yibei, be gentle..." I growled. This man had forgotten everything I had taught him so quickly, thrusting into me without any tenderness.

He lay on my back, his tongue licking along my spine, the cool sensation where he touched me turning into a sharp scream before I could even utter a comfortable murmur.

"You damned monk, you bit me!"

The bite was so hard, I felt like a piece of flesh had been torn off. Before I could even touch it, I got bitten on the butt again.

I straightened up to turn around and hit him, but he grabbed my wrist. "Leave my mark, so you can't forget me." My movements froze, and my heart suddenly ached. "Little monk, let me watch over you." He hugged me and began to spin me in one fluid motion, the all-around rotation making my inner walls want to scream with pleasure.

I cupped his face, touching his sweaty bald head, kissing him little by little from top to bottom until our lips met, deepening our primal desire.

His eyes held a variety of emotions, including longing, reluctance, and many conflicting elements. I kissed his eyes. "You have to be okay, this is your real life." Just like the first time we made love, it was all about relentless thrusting, no technique, no changing positions, just a simple and direct expression of his most genuine emotions.

"I know you can't stay for me, I just want to imprint you in my heart, no matter how long, no matter how far, I will remember you at this moment." He said to me, his lips close to mine.

For a monk who had practiced for over twenty years to say such a thing was already incredibly shocking to me. I understood, I knew everything. I could only grit my teeth and stammer, "I will never forget you, never."

Chapter Thirty-Five, Seaside Pleasure (Minor)

Last night's commotion was so intense that everyone basically heard what they should and shouldn't have heard. Fortunately, everyone pretended not to hear anything and nonchalantly packed their things to set off.

Damn, that guy really tormented me last night; my legs are trembling so badly I can't even close them. Luckily, the carriage was ready, and the journey wasn't too long, otherwise I would have collapsed after a few more steps.

Madam Qi didn't say anything, but gave me a short sword for self-defense. I glanced at the gemstone on the hilt, secretly thanked her, and put it away. Don't think I'm naive; selling this sword would be enough for a carefree life.

Before leaving, Qi Yibei didn't make any more ambiguous gestures or physical contact with me. I felt a little disappointed. Actually, I wanted to hug him, but I didn't dare in front of his mother, afraid she would go crazy.

As I got into the car, Qi Yibei called me back. Turning around, I saw him pull out the black jade from his neck. I smiled, nodded, and waved the Buddhist prayer beads on my left hand. Even though we were separated, it felt like we were still by each other's side.

I didn't tell him the legend about the black jade; its meaning was the shadow of a lover. Let it stand by his side in my place, accompanying him as he achieves his goals.

Wu Yu, unable to bear seeing me sighing and lamenting in the carriage, said indignantly, "Young master, he's just a monk I met by chance, why are you so heartbroken?" I glanced at him but didn't say anything. He couldn't understand my feelings. It was like raising an adopted child with painstaking care, only to have him taken back by his biological mother before I even received any reward. My heart ached terribly.

After traveling for half a day, we arrived at Fengtian City. It was a fairly normal city, just an ordinary one. After searching for a while, we settled in an inn called Hua Man Lou.

After eating and resting for a bit, I slumped onto the table, looking at the map, trying to figure out where to go next and what would be more fun. I saw that if I went south, there would be a small seaside town. It seemed like it had been five years since I'd seen the sea, and I missed it terribly. So I decided that my next step was to go to the beach, wade in the waves, and eat some seafood.

That night, I drifted in and out of sleep, feeling a feverish heat, a dry mouth, and shifting in my body. I felt a warm, wet sensation in my lower body.

I awoke with a start in the darkness, looked up, and found a furry head wrestling inside my flower cave. Its nimble, slippery tongue darted about inside, making smacking sounds like it was savoring a delicacy, making me blush. "Mist Rain, what are you doing here? Where's Chao Sheng?" "I sent Chao Sheng to rest next door. He can hear me if anything happens." Wow, these two are getting along quite well now. He managed to get Chao Sheng out of there without my permission.

"My lady, this is so sweet and delicious, I love it..." he murmured, his lips nibbling at the fleshy bud between my labia. "Ah...Mist Rain, it's so stimulating there." A soft gasp escaped as a pool of sweet nectar flowed from there.

Mist Rain rose from between my legs and slowly crawled closer to my face. In the darkness, I could see his shirt was open, slipping down to reveal a shoulder. That alluring pose made me swallow hard.

"My lord, how long has it been since you touched my body..." Wu Yu kissed the corner of my mouth in a coquettish manner, moving inch by inch to my lips.

I admit that I have neglected him a bit lately. This child is always a bit competitive for attention, and now he has begged Chao Sheng to come to my bed in the middle of the night, which can be considered a sign of his deep affection.

I pulled him close, pressed his head against mine, and kissed him, taking his soft, petal-like lips into my mouth. In the midst of our passionate, lingering kisses, my hands slipped inside his clothes, touching his body. This man's skin had always filled me with envy—smooth and supple, almost like a woman's.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Lust Arises (Sweet)

"My lord..."

When we parted our lips, panting, our noses pressed together, he called out to me tenderly, teasingly anticipating my favor.

I rolled over, pressing my body against his, roughly tearing open his clothes. I lowered my head and went straight for his nipples. My tongue had barely touched one when the other hardened. I ran my fingers over it, teasing him until he let out a low moan of unbearable pleasure.

One hand reached down and grasped his erect penis, stroking it rapidly up and down. "My lord...Misty Rain wants you..." he pleaded, while his hand slipped inside my clothes, grasping my breasts and kneading them clockwise.

My body was aroused by his teasing, and in a daze, I was pushed down and forced open by desire before I could react, and he conquered my deepest depths.

"My little master... does it feel good? Does this feel good?" He thrust in and out, twisting his waist and slowly exploring the sensitive spots in my secret passage from various angles.

"Mmm... good... so good..." The rounded glans stimulated every corner of my inner walls, and the accelerated thrusting made me feel numb. My breasts were also caressed and kneaded beautifully. This stimulation from top to bottom caused waves of nectar to surge through my flower cave.

Wuyu was clearly pleased with my answer. He licked my lips and said excitedly, "Follow me, and I will make you feel even more comfortable and happy." We intertwined in the night, my legs wrapped around his slender waist, receiving his movements. Wuyu's love was always gentle. Doing this with him was very comfortable. Every time, he would serve me very well. After a full foreplay, we would have a passionate lovemaking session, like bathing in a gentle spring rain, comfortable and wonderful.

Thankfully, Wuyu didn't bother me too much last night. When I woke up this morning, he was nestled in my arms, fast asleep like a child against my soft chest.

In his dream, he even had his little lips slightly pouting—so adorable! To me, Wuyu is more like a younger brother, always wanting to be pampered and obedient, truly someone you can cherish with all your heart.

After a good sleep and a hearty meal, I continued my journey. The vast ocean, here I come!

The setting sun cast its glow on the shimmering sea, and several fishing boats returned from the clear blue water. Waves lapped against the soft sand, and the fishermen's families on the shore called out to me with warm welcomes.

I took off my shoes and socks, stepping barefoot onto the warm sand. I bent down to pick up a beautiful seashell, closed my eyes, and let the sea breeze caress me. Everything felt so familiar, like something I'd done before.

Opening my eyes, Chaosheng came over carrying a bunch of keys. He had rented a house. This area by the sea was just a small fishing village, without even a small restaurant, let alone an inn or tavern. Fortunately, there were also many wealthy families among the fishermen who had extra houses to rent.

The three of us went into the small house. The house wasn't big; the stove was in the outer room, there were two living rooms, and some daily necessities.

The front yard was where the owner lived. Seeing us arrive, the owner's wife greeted us warmly.

"This house used to be where my two daughters lived. Now they're married and rarely come back. We don't have any inns or anything like that around here, so we just let people stay here. The bedding is freshly washed. If you need anything, just let us know. My husband said your man gave you too much money, so he asked me to return some to you." She then tried to put the silver ingot in her hand into mine. I smiled and put it back in her hand. "Sister-in-law, we don't know how long we'll be staying here, and we'll need your help if we need anything. Please accept this money." Seeing that I insisted on not taking it, she didn't insist anymore, and her rosy cheeks blossomed into a smile. "Alright then, your brother came back from fishing today and caught a lot of fresh seafood. I'll bring you a few bowls later."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Feast (Minor)

Chao Sheng, Wu Yu, and I looked at the four bowls on the table, our mouths agape in surprise. My sister-in-law said she was bringing over several bowls, and I thought I misheard. But when she and her youngest son brought the food, I realized it really was bowls!

One bowl was blackfish and tofu soup sprinkled with scallions, another bowl was shrimp, another was crab, and another was various shellfish. Oh, and there were four huge steamed buns too.

Wuyu and I are cat food eaters, and even Chaosheng, with his huge appetite, couldn't finish so much. I went to the front yard to see what would happen if they couldn't finish all this food. When I got there, I saw the family of five sitting around a small wooden table eating steamed buns with fish soup.

"Sister-in-law, why are you eating this?" I thought our meals were the same. The landlord nodded to me without saying anything, while his wife blinked a few times and smiled, saying, "You're honored guests, you've paid, so of course you should eat something good. We'll just make do with what we have. We need to sell those fresh seafood at the market early tomorrow morning." I glanced at the three little boys, their faces covered in crumbs from eating cornbread, and took their hands, saying, "Come on, let's eat at my place. It'll be a waste if we don't finish all that food. Come on, come on!" Unable to refuse their hospitality, the landlord and his wife felt embarrassed to go, so they let the three children follow me back to the house.

The youngest of the three children was seven or eight years old, and the oldest was only eleven or twelve. Although they grew up by the sea, they hadn't eaten such high-quality shrimp and crab many times, and they were all drooling over the sight of them. I said, "Let's eat!" and the three adults and the three children ate with great relish.

The youngest boy was so adorable. Noticing I didn't enjoy peeling shells, he deftly and quickly removed the hard shells from the shrimp and crabs, putting them in my bowl. I was so happy, I pouted and gave the little darling a few.

After dinner, I asked Wuyu to share the snacks from my bag with the children. They were overjoyed; the candies and pastries I usually chewed on in the car were things they'd never tasted before.

These past few days, I've been getting along very well with the children. They often take me for walks along the beach during the day, showing me fun places.

Perhaps it's the comfortable sea air, but I'm gradually falling in love with this place and have an urge to settle down. Chaosheng hugged me and said, "Since you like it, stay! He'll build me a mansion here."

I shook my head. It's not the right time yet. I can come here to live out my days in peace when I'm old and gray.

The snacks have all been distributed to the children. We're setting off tomorrow, but there aren't any snacks or fruits around here. To be honest, eating seafood every day without fruits and vegetables is getting uncomfortable. So, Chaosheng unloaded the carriage and rode off to the nearby market to buy me some good food. The route the landlord gave us was a day's round trip to the nearest market.

Chaosheng left early in the morning. Wuyu and I didn't get up after waking up. We played around in bed for a while, and then he pulled off my clothes, arousing me until I was soaking wet. He crawled under the covers, lifted one of my legs, and slowly inserted his penis into my vagina.

A man's penis is usually huge when he has a morning erection. His deep red penis swelled up inside my vagina, constantly thrusting in and out, the frequency gradually increasing.

I squinted, feeling the pleasure in my body. This wonderful feeling is indescribable. The pleasure of the exchange, like a fish in water, that huge penis filled my vagina and satisfied my sensual desires.

"My lord, my lord... I love you, Wuyu truly loves you..." he murmured, confessing his love to me.

I knew, of course I knew he loved me, otherwise why would he have followed me so willingly?

As the climax approached, I felt a fog before my eyes, my body rising and falling with the rhythm, still floating on clouds. I felt as if a few raindrops were dripping onto my face. In my dazed state, Wuyu's voice gradually faded away. He said, "I'm sorry, my lord, forgive me..."

Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Dream Revisited

It felt like a nightmare. When I woke up and saw the person in front of me, I shuddered in fright and quickly closed my eyes, trying to fall back asleep. It was just a dream; I was still dreaming, not yet awake.

"Xiao Li, do you really not want to see your uncle?" That clear, familiar voice rang in my ears, telling me that this wasn't a dream.

Reluctantly, I opened my eyes. The person was still dressed in flowing white robes, his long hair as black as ink, possessing an ethereal elegance, like a splashed-ink landscape painting. He looked at me with a pair of clear, black-and-white eyes, deep and unfathomable like a still pool.

I don't know how long we stared at each other in this stalemate, but I finally gave in and turned my face away from him. Unexpectedly, he easily pulled me into his arms and we looked at each other. He slightly parted his lips and said, "Xiao Li, I've let you go for five years. For these five years, I've let you do as you please, letting you indulge yourself without ever interfering. Now, it's time to come back." "No, I don't want to!" My heart trembled, and I struggled with my hands and feet. I don't want to come back. This is hell. Every day here is a nightmare. I don't want to, I don't want to!

He pressed my pressure points, and my whole body went limp. He held me and stroked my long hair like a precious treasure. "Xiao Li, they're all fake. Only our feelings are real. Because in this world, only blood ties are inseparable. We share the same blood, and we share the same surname, Jiang..." Yes, we share the same surname, Jiang. My name is Jiang Li, his name is Jiang Mengxi, and my father's name is Jiang Mengyang. The person holding me is my uncle, my father's younger brother.

Before I turned four, I thought I was the happiest child in the world. I had a loving father and a doting mother. We lived in a seaside manor passed down from our ancestors. In this century-old Jingyun Manor, hundreds of people respectfully called my parents "Master" and "Master's Wife."

I was the little junior sister, the center of attention, and was well taken care of from birth, until the year the manor was massacred.

The entire manor was drenched in blood overnight. My mother hid me in a secret compartment in the bedroom, but I crouched inside and watched my mother being killed through the crack. I didn't scream. My mother told me not to make a sound, not to make a sound. I just covered my mouth, silencing the scream in my throat.

I don't know how long I crouched there, until the manor became eerily quiet. I pushed open the secret compartment and crawled out. The pungent smell of blood filled my nostrils. When I crawled to my mother's side, her body was already cold and stiff. As I fainted on top of her, it was my sixth senior brother, Senyu, the big boy who had escaped the massacre because my father had sent him away, who hugged me.

Then, upon learning the news, my uncle Jiang Mengxi returned from his cultivation at Zulong Mountain. Taking control of the situation, he rebuilt the manor, swearing a blood oath to avenge the hundreds of lives lost there. At

sixteen, my uncle had consolidated his power. The manor's treasures remained, and he began training various ruthless assassins. A smile rarely graced his face anymore. The once joyful atmosphere of the vast manor was gone, replaced by coldness and ruthlessness.

Even the maid who cared for me was indifferent and unsmiling. Thankfully, I still had my sixth senior brother, Senyu. Since the massacre, he had become much quieter. The difference was that he would still give me a knowing smile. Whenever he held me on his lap and told me stories, I could feel his warmth, letting me know I was still alive. Senyu's existence was like a ray of last sunshine, illuminating my life with some warmth.

Until, until, when I was fourteen, my uncle personally extinguished this only light I relied on for survival.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Unawakened Love

I don't know when it started, but my uncle began to notice Senyu and me. He probably saw us cuddling and chatting inside, or he saw me holding his hand as we strolled in the garden. In short, Senyu became increasingly busy, and I wouldn't see him for months at a time.

On the eve of my fourteenth birthday, my uncle came to my door. Bathed in moonlight, he was dressed in a white robe, his ethereal appearance like that of a moon god.

We rarely spoke, but he treated me exceptionally well, providing me with the best of everything. He never questioned what I wanted to buy or ask for.

That night, we simply stood outside the door chatting. I unintentionally complained about how busy Senyu had become in recent years. His cool, dark eyes gleamed slightly in the moonlight, a hint of emotion flickering within them. He asked, "Xiao Li likes Senyu?" I nodded, and blushing, I confessed to him that I wanted to marry Senyu someday.

"So Xiao Li has grown up and is old enough to get married." His words were emotionless, yet they chilled me to the bone. He turned and left, his white robes fluttering in the wind.

On my fourteenth birthday, I received news of Sen Yu's death.

Driven mad, I stormed into his council hall, kicking open the door. He saw me, calmly sat on a mahogany chair, sipped his tea, and glanced at me. His subordinates discreetly withdrew, and a chilling atmosphere seemed to freeze the air around us.

"Did you send Brother Sen Yu to Lingxiu Palace?" I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stand. Jiang Mengxi's gaze swept over me. "Yes, it was me." "Why did you send him there? Did you do it on purpose? Did you?" I roared madly. Even he wouldn't dare easily order a siege of Lingxiu Palace, yet he sent Brother Sen Yu to spy on it alone. What difference was there between that and killing him?

Tears slowly streamed down my face. "After my parents died, he was all I had left. For the past ten years, he's been by my side, giving me warmth and the will to live. Why did you do this? By what right?" Jiang Mengxi stood up and walked towards me. "You shouldn't have fallen in love with him. You and I both bear the burden of hundreds of lives lost in this manor. You're a member of the Jiang family, so you have to bear this blood feud. You shouldn't have given your heart to someone else." "So you used this method to force him to die?" I looked at him through my tears, saying each word clearly, "Jiang Mengxi, you demon, I hate you!" He silently dragged me back to the bedroom, closed the door, and pinned me against the wall. "Do you know who you are and who I am? We both have the surname Jiang, but only I am your closest person. Do you understand?" His hand covered my face, his cold fingers slowly moving to my lips, caressing them intimately. I stared into his deep black eyes, not daring to breathe.

My clothes were torn open, and his hand reached inside, caressing my body through my bra. I stared at him in shock, then struggled desperately. "Jiang Mengxi, let me go! What are you doing?" My body trembled, my voice quivered. I didn't know what he wanted to do, but I knew it was wrong.

His gaze consumed me. When his fingers touched my still-untouched flower, I screamed and shook my head. "Don't do this, Uncle! You're my uncle!" "I don't want to be your uncle. You're mine, and you can only be mine." I grabbed his wrist tightly, pleading, "Please don't, don't do this. You'll regret it. We can't, we can't..." His slender, white fingers caressed my cheek again. "For so many years, I've been protecting you. Don't you know that? It's possible. As long as I'm willing, we can always be together." "But I'm not willing! Let me go!" My tears had soaked my clothes. His gaze sharpened, his fingers gripping my chin. "Let you go? Where do you want to go? There are only the two of us left in the Jiang family. You're a young woman, where can you go? Where can you possibly go?"

Chapter 40, Uncle's Plunder (Spicy)

I'll go anywhere, as long as I'm away from you, you horrible thing.

Before I could even finish those words, he silenced me with a kiss, my shirt slipped down to my waist, leaving me nearly naked. My bra was ripped off, and my still-developing breasts were being kneaded in his hands.

My mouth was completely sealed shut, and I could only sob and weep. As his hand moved down, I pushed him away with all my might and ran towards the door, but he caught me in an instant. I couldn't overcome his strength and was thrown onto the bed, pinned down beneath him.

I struggled relentlessly, trying to bite off his tongue as he kissed me, but I was no match for him. In the midst of the struggle, he gripped my chin and shoved a pill into my mouth, then swallowed it with a quick push and pull.

After a while, I felt weak all over, listless and hot.

Jiang Mengxi bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth, his tongue teasingly circling the tip as he swallowed it mouthful by mouthful.

"You're crazy, you lunatic..." I couldn't scream, I could only whimper and whine in grievance, tears streaming down my face, too weak to resist his violation.

His kisses spread over my entire body, and when my legs were spread open, I cried and begged for mercy, "Uncle, I was wrong, I'll never love anyone again, please forgive me, let me go, it's not too late, just pretend nothing happened, I'll stay here obediently from now on, I won't go anywhere... Ahh!" With a scream, he had already deeply penetrated my body.

I stopped speaking, staring blankly at the ceiling, letting him ride me inside me, feeling no pain, only exhaustion and despair.

"Xiao Li, you're mine now." His voice was no longer cold, but hoarse and filled with desire.

Perhaps he didn't like me being unresponsive like a corpse, Jiang Mengxi's cold teeth kept biting my skin, stimulating me.

I awoke as if from a dream, my limp hands pounding against his chest. "Get out! Get out! You can't do this to me, you can't!" He lifted me up and sat me on his lap, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist, lifting my buttocks and thrusting up and down with force. His massive body was like a stake, driven deeper and deeper, more and more firmly into my body.

Because of that pill, I felt no pain, only a throbbing, aching sensation that kept growing. My consciousness drifted further and further away, and that unprecedented, tingling, soft pleasure slowly swept through my body. Amidst guilt and disgust, I experienced my first orgasm.

From that day on, I became a walking corpse. Jiang Mengxi had a drug developed that could prevent a woman from conceiving for five years. After he gave it to me, he became even more unrestrained in his oppression.

I always thought he was a pure, innocent person who was indifferent to lust, but I never imagined that beneath that hypocritical exterior lay such depravity.

"The body's reaction is more honest. Look how well our bodies fit together." He pressed my head down, making me look down at our intertwined parts, his swollen, purplish-red flesh throbbing in my flower garden.

I would no longer beg him, nor would I resist. I knew it was all in vain; I couldn't even cry anymore.

Seeing my silence, he thrust deeply, constantly stimulating my sensitive spots, forcing me to speak, forcing me to respond. "Xiao Li, I'm your uncle, but I'm also a man, your man." In those days, our room, study, garden, dining room, even the dining table, all bore traces of our lovemaking. He frantically demanded, leaving me defenseless against his invasion.

I thought that by leaving, I could completely escape this nightmare, but I was wrong. I was always within his reach; as soon as he reached out, I couldn't escape his clutches.

Chapter 41, Heartbreak in the Mist

"Xiao Li, why aren't you eating? This is your favorite Eight Treasure Duck and Roast Goose Feet." Jiang Mengxi's elegant, chrysanthemum-like appearance contained a unique tenderness.

I swept the delicious food off the table and looked at him coldly, saying, "The past is the past, the present is the present. I don't like it, I don't want to eat." He wasn't angry, just looked at me calmly. His beautiful face slowly drew closer to mine, and just as our noses were almost touching, he said, "You'll only suffer if you starve. Do you want to know how you got back here?" Before I could nod, he led me to the next room, pushed open the door, and the first thing I saw when I entered was his pretty face glistening with tears. "Wu Yu, what are you doing here?" Wu Yu stood up and walked to us, kneeling on one knee to greet me. "My lord, my young mistress, your subordinate Wu Yu greets you both." "What? What did you say?" I shook my head, looking at the boy kneeling before me in disbelief. His pitiful appearance was the same as when we first met at Yi Lan Pavilion. It was this tearful look that made me consider taking him in.

Thinking back to that lovemaking in the morning light before I fell into a deep sleep a few days ago, and remembering his apology at the end, I finally understood everything.

"You were orchestrated from the very beginning at Yilan Pavilion? Was everything a lie? You pretended to be a naive, inexperienced person who didn't know martial arts, lurking by my side as his bait?" I roared in fury.

Wuyu, oh Wuyu, do you know that I've always considered you family? Why did you deceive me so deeply?

Wu Yu's tears continued to flow uncontrollably, and I felt my eyes getting wet too. Jiang Mengxi lifted my face with one hand, looking at me intently, and said, "I said, only we can lean on each other." I picked up the scissors in the room, cut off a lock of my long, loose hair, and threw it in front of Wu Yu. "Hair cut, love cut, our relationship is over." Ignoring Wu Yu clutching her chest and collapsing to the ground, I turned and walked straight back to my room, opening the door and softly saying, "I'm hungry, I want to eat." Who would I punish if I didn't eat or drink? In the end, I'd be the one

suffering from hunger and pain. Since things have come to this, I might as well make the best of it. I've come this far, so I can only smile and move on. And, I must fight my uncle to the very end. Right, how did I manage to turn his calm and collected nature into such a bloodthirsty and violent person? I remember now, it was like this… "Miss, no…" The man beneath me had his hands bound, his lower body, stripped of his clothes, was now naked before my eyes.

My small hands grasped his erection, deliberately stroking it slowly up and down. "Why not? Don't you want me?" I lowered my head, my tongue licking along the lines of his dry lips.

The man beneath me wore a conflicted expression of both desire and fear. "Miss, the Master will kill me... uh..." I tightened my grip, not letting him finish his sentence. The Master kills someone? That's the effect I wanted!

"Miss, this subordinate... this subordinate can't take it..." He was still a virgin, of course, unable to withstand my teasing. "It's alright, take it slow, I'll teach you..." I gazed into his eyes with affection, kissing his lips. Gradually, he stopped resisting, his hands slowly moving to my breasts, clumsily kneading them like dough.

I lifted my dress, raising the hem, my wetness pressing against his thick, hot penis, about to swallow it. Just as I closed my eyes to feel that swallowing pleasure, a pair of hands lifted me high.

Those ten slender fingers almost crushed my shoulder. Jiang Mengxi slowly closed his frantic eyes, trying to calm the anger in his heart.

Chapter 42, Love to the Extreme (Abusive)

"Get out of here before I change my mind." The man on the ground grabbed his pants and scrambled away, thanking everyone he could.

Jiang Mengxi's lotus-like face had become demonic. At this moment, he seemed no longer an immortal, but a demon transformed by jealousy.

"Xiao Li, you always make me angry. How should your uncle punish you..." I saw his hand pull out a long silver chain with a hook from his sleeve, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably. That thing, just once, I will never forget it in my life. "Uncle, I shouldn't have made you angry. Please forgive me." I whispered, my face pale and my hands and feet cold.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. It's been a long time since I've disciplined you. It seems you've forgotten this feeling. Only by reminding you again will you remember not to easily anger me." Cold iron chains bound my limbs together, and sturdy silver hooks hung from solid beams, suspending me in the air. My naked body was suspended in the center of the large bed, and Jiang Mengxi, sitting on the bed, could perfectly admire the private beauty of my garden.

"Little Li is naughty, going to seduce wild men again. They're dirty, you know? This place isn't a gate anyone can enter or leave..." Jiang Mengxi's fingers parted the thick hair and grabbed the erect clitoris, kneading it incessantly until slippery fluid slowly flowed out before he let go.

He lay on his side on the bed, one hand supporting his jade cheek, the other holding a long peacock feather. Wherever the supple, slender feathers brushed against, they caused an unbearable itch.

A long feather scratched my nipple, and the tender pink cherry-like fruit seemed to awaken and perk up. He twirled the peacock feather between his fingers, the bare end of the feather piercing a smooth, round crystal, about the size of a fingernail. Jiang Mengxi pressed the rounded end against my vulva, constantly poking and teasing it.

"Ugh…it's so itchy…it hurts so much…Uncle, please don't punish Xiao Li like this…Waaah…" At this moment, my soul was slowly surrendering. He inserted the aphrodisiac pill into my body, slowly torturing me while I remained suspended. Wet, sticky fluid dripped from between my wide-open legs, and my eyes filled with tears.

"If not this punishment, then how? Like this…" He stood up and slowly pulled the chain higher, my body rising with it, adjusting to a comfortable position. My vulva was directly opposite his waist. He released his desire, pressing my waist against himself, penetrating my opening, and I let out a piercing scream.

Being violated in this position, the humiliation and pain were unbearable. It was the same year, I was hung up like this, brutally penetrated until I bled. Remembering that scene, I screamed madly, "No, don't do this! I'll do anything you want!" Jiang Mengxi pinched my chin, staring into my eyes, his penis still inside me. "Really going to be a good boy and obey me, no longer disobeying me?" I nodded frantically. He wiped away my tears with his thumb, embraced my body, removed the silver hook, and untied the chains binding me. My

body was bruised and battered from the chains. He sat on the bed, holding my waist, slowly savoring the intimate connection. He kissed my lips, letting out a sigh of relief. "If you had compromised earlier, why did we both end up hurting each other?" For a moment, I even wanted to die. How could you say such a thing? Anyone violated like this by their own uncle would want to run away, to disappear, right? It's already a lot of courage that I didn't die in front of you!

Chapter 43, Uncle's Pampering (Caution)

But he didn't let go of my body. He said he had waited too long and wanted me to make up for the five years of heartbreak he had felt.

Jiang Mengxi held me tightly, unwilling to let go. He braced himself on the bed, pushing my legs up so he could penetrate me more deeply. His greedy, infatuated eyes were fixed on my swaying breasts. For some unknown reason, he suddenly began to thrust wildly. To avoid being completely penetrated, I could only laboriously respond.

"Give me a little girl..." he said, biting my nipple with a dazed expression.

I stared at him in shock. He repeated it again in my eyes. I said, "Jiang Mengxi, are you crazy? We're uncle and nephew!"

He was displeased. "What's impossible? This is how the purest bloodline of the Jiang family will be born." I scoffed. "My dear uncle, are you planning to make our child call you grand-uncle or father?" Jiang Mengxi's face turned cold. He spread my legs, pressed down hard, and thrust forcefully, forcefully spitting his seed into my body.

After having that thought, he took me even more tirelessly. Fortunately, there were still hundreds of people in the manor waiting for him to manage, otherwise I was afraid I would die on that bed.

Just like five years ago, I once again lived that life of a walking corpse, sitting alone in the empty room, staring blankly at the heavy rain outside the window. The chill of the rain made me shiver. Where had my heart wandered to?

A cold embrace picked me up. I didn't need to think to know whose icy body that was. Jiang Mengxi's body temperature was always low. I knew that every time he held me, he would first use his internal energy to warm his body before warming me.

Even while he was holding me, my hands remained tightly wrapped around myself. I truly didn't know where to put them. I wouldn't hug him back, I wouldn't… His embrace slowly warmed, and we lay on the bed, back to back in his arms. He gently and slowly entered me.

"Xiao Li, I love you. That's why I've made you so sad. I wanted to set you free, and I tried…"

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