[Fantasy] The Captive Concubine's Tale (Complete) - 6

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Chapter 49, Nowhere to Escape (h)

"So fragrant." Emperor Xu Li patted the soft skin in his palm, his fingertips slowly advancing with the attack of his lips and tongue. Then, as if afraid Ming Ruo wouldn't hear, he chuckled in a deep voice, "Ruo'er is truly a natural beauty. Even the water in this hole is incredibly sweet. Father Emperor is extremely fond of it." As he spoke, as if wanting to prove his fondness, he even sucked hard on the small opening, swallowing all the abundant juice that flowed out. For this, his lips and teeth even made shameful wet sounds, all of which showed how much Ming Ruo's body loved his invasion.

"Ah—ah—" Ming Ruo let out a melodious cry completely out of her control. Her tender body twisted helplessly under his palm, like a fish out of water, controlled in his hand. She had no possibility of escape, yet she always refused to submit.

"Be good and don't move, or Father will be angry." Seeing her constantly struggling and twisting, causing her flower-like tender opening to slip away from his mouth, Emperor Xu Li was slightly annoyed. He grasped one of her delicate, luscious breasts in his large hand and squeezed it hard. Pleasure and pain simultaneously entered Ming Ruo's senses. She let out a weak cry of pain and obediently lay still. Seeing this, Emperor Xu Li smiled with satisfaction and kissed the little petal that he had licked until it quietly bloomed, praising, "Ruo'er is so good. Father will give you something nice to drink."

An ominous premonition suddenly struck her heart. Ming Ruo was startled, and her heart pounded even harder. Just as she was about to speak, a thin, slightly cold pair of lips covered hers. A nimble tongue pried open her swollen, tender lips, and two rows of snow-white teeth opened as well, helplessly receiving the liquid that Emperor Xu Li had poured into her mouth. "Isn't

it

incredibly delicious?" Emperor Xu Li carefully fed Ming Ruo all the love juice in his mouth, forcing her to swallow the mixture of saliva and love juice, not allowing her to refuse, nor letting her resist.

"Waaah—" Ming Ruo sobbed, her small hands limply on the bed, grasping at things as if trying to push away the man pressing down on her, or perhaps wanting to hold him tighter, so conflicted that even she herself didn't know what she wanted.

"Isn't it incredibly delicious?" His large hand lovingly stroked her delicate and beautiful features. "Father loves Ruo'er's sweetness so much, he really wants to drink his fill every day." His long tongue hooked around her pink little tongue, slowly sucking on it.

No??? She didn't want to hear these lewd words, she didn't want to??? How could Father say such things? Mingruo's thoughts became even more hazy. She even felt that she might be dreaming, that the person on top of her and defiled her wasn't her revered father, but a nameless, faceless, and unidentified stranger. She might lose her virginity because of this, but her heart would certainly not be in such pain and despair.

Looking at the tightly furrowed brows on her delicate face, Emperor Xuli's smile deepened. He cupped her face and kissed her wantonly. Their lips intertwined, long, thin strands of saliva connecting their equally beautiful lips, instantly creating an incredibly lewd scene.

Mingruo suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. The large hand kneading her tender breasts seemed to have no tenderness, but rather a wild, lewd desire to devour her completely, as if it wanted to swallow her whole.

"It hurts...?" she murmured softly, her small hands still waving, large tears already clinging to her long eyelashes, threatening to roll down her cheeks, making her look extremely pitiful.

"Does Ruo'er think that showing such a pitiful expression will appease Father's anger?" Emperor Xuli smiled faintly, but there was no joy in his eyes—he thought back to that time when they were intimate, and who that rosy, adorable little mouth called out to.

Duanmu Yun.

"I'm really going to get angry." Emperor Xuli lazily kissed her petal-like cherry lips, leaving deep and shallow marks, imprinting his marks on her delicate body that was already covered with two layers of kiss marks. "If Ruo'er calls out more sweetly, Father might be in a better mood, and might even spare you this time."

Ming Ruo's eyelashes were filled with tears, but she was silent. She sobbed softly, like a bird with broken wings, lying there weakly and helplessly, only able to let her powerful enemy mold her, while she was powerless to do anything about it. Her mouth was slightly open, and beads of sweat began to trickle down her jade-like forehead. Her long, dark hair clung tightly to her face. Despite being violated to the extreme, she was also incredibly beautiful. Their immoral posture was, in a sense, incomparably beautiful.

If no one spoke of it, who would know their true relationship? Since no one knew, how many people in the world would know if he openly kept her by his side?

Emperor Xu Li removed his dragon robe, revealing a naked male body filled with a wicked beauty. Every muscle, every inch of skin proclaimed his power and perfection. His unparalleled appearance was enough to bewitch all living beings, let alone the most noble man in the world.

When he and Mingruo's naked body were completely intertwined, Mingruo suddenly shivered—Xulidi's body temperature was much lower than normal. Even in his extremely aroused state, his body and lips were warm, like a layer of melting ice.

But Xulidi's feeling was different from Mingruo's. He only felt that the girl's body beneath him was soft, delicate, and elastic, and her tender breasts were so charming that he almost couldn't control his desire. If it weren't for his immense self-control, he might have already torn off her clothes and taken her very thoroughly.

This time, he still wouldn't touch her, but he wouldn't just stop there like the previous two times.

Unlike the coldness of his body, the magnificent desire standing straight between his strong legs was raising its huge, fiery red head, spitting out excited fluids, pressing against the almost invisible little opening, occasionally poking and prodding, as if trying to enter. But each time it made a great effort, it only brushed past her in the end. Two tender, moist petals were rubbed until they were red and swollen, sweet love juice flowing freely. The small opening was contracting rhythmically, like a greedy little mouth, eagerly anticipating the invasion of the huge, cylindrical object.

"Mmm... ???" So painful... Mingruo was overwhelmed with desire. She knew who was pressing down on her and playing with her, but strangely, at this moment, she had no thought of resisting. She only wanted something to enter, to fill her enormous emptiness, to make her feel less hollow, less lifeless, to make her feel complete, to make her reborn.

"Want it?" Xu Lidi gently kissed her, asking teasingly. The answer he received was the smooth, delicate body of the beautiful woman beneath him rubbing against him, and soft, seductive moans that grew more and more alluring and seductive.

Chapter 50, It Seems She Can't Escape Anymore.

The thick, terrifying erection thrust repeatedly into her tender flower-like opening. Emperor Xu Li controlled the force, not too light so she wouldn't feel pleasure, nor too heavy to penetrate deeply, maintaining a comfortable distance for both of them. This caused the delicate girl beneath him to let out increasingly alluring gasps, while a faint smile remained on his handsome face.

Inside her, it felt like a fire was burning. Ming Ruo didn't know what she wanted, only that a deep emptiness was beginning to form within her, a longing for something to fill her, to penetrate her, to fill her. "Ah~~~~~~"

"Ruo'er's moans are so beautiful." Emperor Xu Li breathed softly. His passion was no less than hers, only he was better able to control himself. "Ruo'er, if you're a good girl, Father will let you go, hmm?"

Good girl??? ??? What good girl? What should she do? Mingruo didn't understand the meaning behind Emperor Xuli's words, but a growing emptiness filled her heart, an emptiness so profound she longed for liberation.

Suddenly, she felt something probing into her body. The thing was thick and strong, powerful and brooking no refusal; her body was being slowly split open until a huge head was thrust inside. The throbbing pain made her mind even more hazy, but after the pain subsided, what followed was an immense emptiness and longing.

"Uh—" Emperor Xu Li let out a soft groan, his muscular body scooting forward an inch, his fiery red head suddenly squeezing entirely into the narrow passage. The tender pink flesh of the inner walls gripped him tightly, bringing both extreme pleasure and extreme torment. This was the immense pleasure before success! "So comfortable—Ruo'er is so good??? ???"

With a strength she didn't know where it came from, Ming Ruo actually raised her hand and placed it on Emperor Xu Li's shoulder, her little face contorted in a mournful expression, her rosy lips uttering incredibly alluring breaths. "Ah~~~ Ah~~~"

She kept moaning, as if she would never tire. Her

two slender white legs kept thrusting forward, and if Emperor Xu Li hadn't reacted quickly by reaching out a hand to support her pink buttocks, they would have likely been lifted high long ago, allowing that frightening male member to penetrate completely. But, no. Now is not the time to take her. Just one more day, just one more day and he can completely possess her. Just one more day... After tomorrow night, she will truly become his woman, and he will never be able to escape her again. "What an honest and lovely little thing. If Ruo'er could face her desires like this after she wakes up, how wonderful that would be." Unfortunately, it's impossible. He still has a long battle to fight. But it doesn't matter. As long as he takes her body first, destroys her hopes, and makes her afraid to act rashly, afraid to run away, afraid to resist, then winning her heart is just a matter of time.

Ming Ruo can no longer hear what he is saying. Even though she was conscious at first, after Xu Li Di's manipulation, Ming Ruo has completely forgotten who she is. She only knows that she is in great pain, wants to do something, and wants the person lingering outside her body to come in—after all, she is just a seventeen-year-old girl who has just become a wife. Faced with such a powerful enemy and the temptation of love, even if she wants to resist, she is powerless. "So sad... Waaah... Waaah..." she sobbed, her small hands wrapped around Xu Lidi's neck, constantly shifting her position. Her delicate, peach-blossom-like body rubbed against him, her little bottom stubbornly pushing upwards, hoping something would rush in, satisfying her and driving away her unease and fear.

As for who that person was... Mingruo couldn't remember.

"Sad? Where are you sad?" Xu Lidi asked softly, his slender fingers pinching the two pink petals he had spread open. With a gentle tug, the two extremely tender labia couldn't withstand such ravaging, trembling delicately. The small pink opening, blocked by his large glans, shuddered and released streams of sweet juice, even wetting Xu Lidi's crotch. Their private parts were joined, but in reality, there was no penetration. His

deep purple eyes became even more intriguing. Emperor Xuli looked down at the small flower-like opening stretched open by his unusually strong desire. The tender flesh was stretched white, looking as if it was about to burst, so fragile that it tempted him to continue ravaging it until he killed it.

Fluids soaked his groin and lower abdomen, even staining his thick, dark hair in strands. A few fine hairs near her white, tender opening were intertwined with his, tenderly intertwined, seemingly inseparable.

Emperor Xuli dared not look any longer—a tremendous desire surged within him, and if he looked any longer, he would surely lose control and do something... He couldn't even imagine it himself. His

fiery red glans abruptly withdrew from the pink opening. Emperor Xuli averted his dangerous purple eyes, avoiding the sight of Ming Ruoyu's frail body lying there, fluids flowing freely, and slowly calmed his overwhelming desire.

His long, slender hand grasped his already swollen and unnatural desire, and Xu Lidi moved away from Mingruo's lower body; his other free hand grasped a tender white breast, kneading and playing with it, while simultaneously beginning to masturbate rapidly. Only when his erection gushed forth hot, scalding essence did he stop, breathing softly, his expression still indifferent, as if nothing had happened. His long fingers smeared a drop of white fluid, and Xu Lidi smiled, slowly pushing his fingers, stained with his own essence, between Mingruo's wide-open legs. The pink, tender flesh quickly and tightly sucked at his fingers. When he withdrew his hand, the white fluid that had clung to his fingertips was completely gone—it had all remained inside Mingruo's body, never to leave again. The essence that had given her life had now returned to her body.

This time, Emperor Xuli didn't dress Mingruo. He didn't even clean her body, just as he had done after his second act of defilement. Instead, he simply covered her slender, delicate body with a brocade quilt, then turned and left, instructing the palace maids waiting at the gate to prepare bathwater for her to cleanse herself after waking.

Mingruo slept until midnight.

She sat up blankly, everything that had happened flashing through her mind. Even now, Mingruo still refused to believe it was real; she preferred to think she had just had a nightmare, a terrifying nightmare. In that nightmare, monsters were everywhere, chasing her, seducing her, toying with her, preventing her escape.

"No—" she suddenly covered her face, letting out a terrified scream.

Chapter 51, Escape

The palace maids who rushed in upon hearing Mingruo's scream asked anxiously, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong? Miss?!" Then came the sound of a curtain being lifted. Mingruo's heart tightened, and she shouted sharply, "Stop! Don't come any closer!"

The palace maids were startled by her shout and immediately stopped, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Trying to calm herself, Mingruo said softly, "You may all leave. Don't come in for now."

"Yes, sir."

Just as the palace maids rose, the head maid cautiously said, "Miss, before His Majesty left, he ordered us to prepare bathwater and food for you. Would you like to cleanse yourself before eating?"

Father... Emperor?

Mingruo felt her mind was in complete chaos; she didn't even know what she was thinking anymore. After a long while, the palace maids, still not having received her reply, took a deep breath and said, "Bring in the bathwater. There's no need for food. Don't come in unless I summon you."

"Yes, we'll take our leave."

Mingruo remained motionless on the bed for a long time. Only after the bathwater had been brought in and settling in for a while did she prop herself up on the bed with her hands, slowly raising herself up. Her small mouth was clenched tightly, and her bare lotus feet touched the ground. She didn't even dare to look at her ravaged body. The humiliation in her heart grew deeper. Mingruo pulled up the casually thrown silk skirt on the ground and draped it over herself, covering her bruised and swollen body. She moved with faltering steps, step by step, toward the bathtub.

The warm water soothed most of her aches and pains. Mingruo splashed the water, carefully washing her body. Her slender, white hands slowly glided over her chest, which was covered in hickeys, washing away the scent of white datura flowers left on her body—a kind of poison that had bound her tightly, giving her no chance to survive. She

reached her small hand underwater—the few soft hairs didn't separate in the water, but instead tangled together, stuck together by a thick, white liquid. Unless combed with her fingers, they would never separate.

Mingruo endured the shame and pain, cleaning her private parts. Her slender, jade-like fingers slowly plunged into the tight passage, trembling as she dug out clumps of diluted, viscous fluid. Her bright, crystalline purple eyes blinked mistily as Mingruo looked at her hands, her delicate palms holding a pool of white fluid—the fluid she had just dug out of her body. (Commercial break: Still using your hands? How can that be pleasurable?) Forum reputation guaranteed! A healthy, anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device with a realistic oral sex experience is highly recommended! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experience unbearable pleasure! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

She jumped out of the bathtub as if she had touched something filthy, grabbed the blanket draped over the screen, and wrapped herself up tightly.

So dirty??? ???

Mingruo felt like she was going crazy. Weren't her previous experiences a dream? Wasn't it a dream? Wasn't it a dangerous and filthy nightmare?

How could this be?

That person could be anyone, but it shouldn't be her father!

They're father and daughter, aren't they?

He's her loving father, isn't he? Then, then why did things turn out this way?! Why, can anyone tell her why?!

Her delicate hand abruptly covered her mouth, which was about to burst into tears. Mingruo curled up in the corner like a pitiful, homeless kitten, draped only in a blanket, her beautiful body even dripping with water. She hadn't finished bathing, but just thinking about the bodily fluids of another man besides Duanmu Yun inside her made her feel incredibly dirty. And—if she remembered correctly, during that nightmarish hour, had she not resisted, but silently accepted it, even enjoying it?! "No—"

Mingruo bit her pink lips tightly, stopping herself from wailing. No one can hear her, no one can hear her, absolutely no one can hear her!

Her father removed two layers of her clothing, leaving her dazed and confused. His pampered hands slowly and deliberately roamed over every inch of her skin, kneading her breasts into various shapes, the nipples swollen and red. And her private parts, which she felt incredibly ashamed of, were even buried under her father's lips and tongue... lips and tongue that should have been cold but were actually warm, teasing and manipulating her without restraint... Mingruo suddenly clutched her head and shook it violently. What was she thinking? What nonsense was she having?!

No, she had to leave, immediately!

Thinking this, Mingruo immediately stood up. She endured the aching pain all over her body and ran barefoot to the palace gate. The palace maids and guards didn't notice her, but the entire palace was surrounded by guards, a tight net. As a weak woman with no strength, she had no chance of escape.

No, she couldn't stay here any longer; she had to return to the General's Mansion immediately. Whether there were assassins or spies there, it was all more reassuring than this terrifying palace!

Mingruo hesitated for a moment, then decisively turned and ran back. Fortunately, she hadn't brought anything with her, so there wasn't much to pack. However, to leave the palace, she needed a token.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror for a long time, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. After dressing, she called in a palace maid and asked with a slight smile, "Do you know Granny Duan?"

"Granny Duan?" The maid was taken aback. "You mean Granny Duan, the fifth-rank palace maid, the one in charge of managing the servants?"

"Yes, that's her." Mingruo tried hard to maintain her composure, not letting her joy show. As long as she met Granny Duan, she would definitely be able to leave! Although Granny Duan was only a fifth-rank palace maid, she was very popular in the palace and had connections with most of the eunuchs and palace maids. She would definitely be able to get her out of the palace! "Do you know where she is now?"

"Why do you ask that, Miss?" the maid asked, puzzled. "Granny Duan has so many things to do every day, she's always moving around the palace, I don't know where she is."

"Then, when will you be able to see her?"

"I can only see Granny when I rest in the evening." The maid knelt on the ground, looking up at Mingruo. "The rooms where the palace ladies live are very close to ours, so unless there's a special event, we can always see Granny. But we probably won't see her tonight."

"Eh? Why?" Mingruo was taken aback. Did that mean she had to wait until tomorrow?

"Because tomorrow evening the Emperor is hosting a banquet for the ministers from several vassal states of our Great An Dynasty who are coming to pay tribute, so the palace ladies are all very busy and might not be able to come for a while." The maid answered obediently, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do you know Granny Duan, Miss?" Was the young lady a former palace servant? Or were the young lady and Granny Duan related?

"Hmm." Mingruo responded, "We're from the past, but we've only met a few times."

"When I see Granny Duan, I'll definitely report to you, Miss."

"Alright, you can go now." Mingruo smiled slightly, but just as the maid was about to leave, she suddenly called out, "Wait!" "

Does Miss have anything else to tell me?"

"This." She took out a warm yellow jade pendant from under her pillow, engraved with a beautifully blooming peach blossom and the character "Ruo." "Take this safe. When you see Granny Duan, give it to her. She'll understand and then come to see me."

"Yes."

Seeing the maid take the jade pendant and leave as she had instructed, Mingruo finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought, perhaps she could leave now.

Chapter 52,

No Escape Mingruo thought she would be able to leave this place very soon, but it turned out to be just wishful thinking. She waited for a long time in Zhuohua Palace, until the evening of the next day, but Granny Duan still didn't come to see her.

The old nanny doted on her the most; it was impossible for her not to come looking for her after seeing the jade pendant. There were only two possibilities: either the old nanny couldn't come, or she came but couldn't enter Zhuohua Palace.

Thinking this, she immediately called out, "Someone!"

A palace maid rushed in and knelt down: "Miss."

Seeing that it was the same maid who had promised to deliver the jade pendant to her yesterday, Mingruo was overjoyed and asked, "Yesterday I asked you to deliver the jade pendant to Granny Duan; did you go?"

"Reporting to Miss, this servant did as you instructed, delivering the jade pendant to Granny Duan's room, but Granny Duan wasn't there. This servant then placed the jade pendant on Granny Duan's table. Later, because the head eunuch, Eunuch An, required this servant not to leave Zhuohua Palace without permission and to serve by Miss's side at all times, this servant returned." "

?????? So you didn't personally hand the jade pendant to Granny Duan, is that it?" Mingruo clenched her fists.

"Yes, Miss." The young maid, sensing Mingruo's gloomy mood and fearing punishment, immediately began kowtowing repeatedly:

"Miss, spare me! Miss, spare me! I didn't mean to disobey you, please forgive me! I'll never dare to do it again!" She kowtowed repeatedly, until blood seeped through the thick carpet, a testament to the force of her blows. Mingruo

immediately helped her up. "What are you saying? Since you've already placed the jade pendant in the nanny's room, she'll definitely receive it. She... she's probably just busy. Get up, don't kowtow anymore."

"Thank you for your mercy, Miss! Thank you for your mercy—" The young maid finally stood up, her face filled with fear, as if she feared she had done something wrong and Mingruo would immediately take her life.

A bitter smile appeared on Mingruo's pink lips; she had never known her appearance could be so wretched. She thought that in the month or so she had lived in Zhuohua Palace, although she couldn't be considered approachable, she had at least treated people kindly. Why was this palace maid so afraid of her? Did she think she could eat people? "What's your name?" To put the young palace maid at ease, Mingruo deliberately softened her voice. She was naturally beautiful and charming, and given her young age, she seemed innocent and carefree. With her smile and gentle voice, the palace maid actually relaxed a little, and her face no longer looked so pale. "Replying to Miss, my name is Xia Rong."

"Xia Rong..." Mingruo carefully repeated the name several times, praising, "Not bad. Who gave you that name?"

"Replying to Miss, it was my father." She looked at Mingruo's face and answered softly. "My father was a private tutor for a few years and knew a few characters, so he gave me this name."

"Then how did you enter the palace?" Mingruo asked again.

"Several younger brothers were born into the family, and my parents couldn't afford to raise so many children. So when I was seven years old, they spent money to ask a matchmaker to send me to the government office so that I could have the opportunity to become a palace maid. Now I've been doing this for eleven years."

"I see." Mingruo smiled slightly. "You've suffered." All parents in the world are reborn sons, and they all forget the goodness of their daughters. "It must be very hard. Do you want to leave the palace?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she asked this question, Xia Rong immediately broke free from her hand and knelt down again with a thud. "This servant dares not, this servant dares not, this servant has never thought of leaving the palace, please forgive me, young lady—"

What did she say that was so frightening?

Mingruo was completely puzzled, but she couldn't ask. This girl seemed genuinely afraid of her, and she didn't know why. After a long while, she could only sigh and say, "Get up first, I won't ask anymore."

"Thank you, young lady...?" Xia Rong stole glances at Mingruo, carefully stood up, her face full of unease and trepidation.

Mingruo stopped asking her about the palace—her hopes were now entirely pinned on Granny Duan. "Xia Rong, I have one more question for you. If you know the answer, could you tell me the truth?"

"Please ask, Miss. I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

Mingruo lowered her purple phoenix eyes, avoiding Xia Rong's feigned composure. "I want to ask you… …You've been in this palace for so long, are your sources of information reliable?"

"Miss… …What do you mean?" Xia Rong answered cautiously.

"I just want to ask you about someone." Mingruo tried to speak gently and calmly, afraid of inadvertently revealing her secret.

"… …Who does Miss want to ask about?"

"General Duanmu Yun." Mingruo pursed her lips. "Has he returned in triumph?"

"No, Miss." Xia Rong answered respectfully. "General Duanmu is still on campaign and hasn't returned to the capital."

"?????? Is that so?" Mingruo murmured. "Do you know when he'll be back?"

"This servant doesn't know. I'm just a lowly palace maid; I wouldn't know such things."

Mingruo nodded. "Thank you for your hard work. You may leave now."

"Yes, this servant will serve outside. Please summon me if you need anything, Miss." Xia Rong gave a palace salute and slowly withdrew. The crisp sound of the beaded curtain echoed in the empty palace.

Watching Xia Rong walk away, Mingruo looked out the window. Winter had arrived.

"Well, did you say anything inappropriate?" As soon as Xia Rong stepped out of the palace gate, she was met by the anxious-looking Eunuch An. "What did the young lady ask you?" "

Reporting to Eunuch An, the young lady asked if I personally handed the jade pendant to Granny Duan, and also asked when General Duanmu Yun would return to court." Xia Rong's previous trembling expression had completely vanished, and she answered with utmost respect.

"Then what did you say?!" Eunuch An asked urgently.

"This servant replied that because I had to serve the young lady, I placed the jade pendant on the nanny's table." If that were the case, it would be perfectly natural if it were "lost," right? "Then I told the young lady that General Duanmu had not yet returned to court."

"Very good. Xia Rong, you did very well. All my teachings to you have been worthwhile." Eunuch An narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. "I have already handed the jade pendant over to the Emperor. You must continue to serve her carefully. I suspect the young lady is planning to leave the palace. You must keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't escape. Tonight, the Emperor is hosting a banquet for envoys from several countries, and he will be visiting the young lady tonight. You must serve her well, understand?"

"Yes, please rest assured, Eunuch."

"Hmm."

Mingruo probably never dreamed that her jade pendant would never reach Nanny Duan's hands.

Chapter 53, Taking Advantage of Alcohol to Act Ruthlessly (Part 1)

Mingruo endured the night Emperor Xuli hosted for the tribute envoys with trembling fear. She paced back and forth in her palace for a long time, hearing only the sounds of singing and dancing outside, but no one gave her any news. Had

the nanny really not seen her jade pendant?

She was anxious and afraid, her heart pounding like it was being boiled in a pot. Not only that, Mingruo's eyelids began to twitch wildly, as if someone was warning her of danger!

She clenched her small hands, feeling restless and uneasy. Her beautiful purple eyes darted around, occasionally sitting down but quickly rising again, as if something bad was about to happen.

How strange... Where did this ominous premonition come from?

Mingruo was completely bewildered. After a long while, she looked up at the water clock; it was almost 9 PM, but the sounds of music outside were still very loud, indicating that the banquet was not over. Mingruo tilted her head and thought for a long time, unable to fall asleep. She got up and went to the cabinet to retrieve the purse she hadn't finished embroidering a few days ago. The mandarin ducks playing in the water were only half-finished; the male was lying on the surface, the female missing. Taking the needle and thread from the side, Mingruo tried to calm her chaotic thoughts and began to embroider the purse stitch by stitch. The day Yunlang returned was drawing closer, and she needed to prepare a gift.

She didn't know how long she embroidered, but when her eyes began to ache, she looked up at the water clock and realized it was already midnight. She stretched and hastily put away her needle and thread. The mandarin ducks playing in the water were still not finished. Given a few more days, she was sure she could embroider them lifelike, and Yunlang would surely love them dearly.

Just as she was preparing to go to bed, a sound suddenly came from outside the palace. Immediately following was a neat and respectful greeting: "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

??? ??? Father?!

What is he doing at Zhuohua Palace so late?!

Mingruo didn't know what was going on, but she would never pretend to be asleep like last time. She had already done too many things that backfired! This time she was awake; surely her father wouldn't do anything bad to her again? Mingruo was convinced she could get through the night peacefully, as long as Granny Duan came to rescue her. Who knew she was so wrong?

If everything in this world could go as planned, there wouldn't be so many regrets.

Straightening her slightly disheveled clothes, Mingruo knelt respectfully by the door, waiting for Emperor Xuli to enter. She had assumed that with such a grand procession, Emperor Xuli wouldn't come alone, but when Mingruo greeted him and received his permission to rise, she found that he was all alone.

"Ruo'er, come here." Emperor Xuli smiled slightly as he sat down at the table, beckoning her over.

Mingruo was a little uneasy. This was the first time she had seen Emperor Xuli since yesterday's events. If she didn't know who had violated her, it would have been fine, but now she knew who it was, yet she couldn't say. She was in so much pain that she wanted to die immediately! Let alone get close to him. Just being in the same room with Emperor Xuli made Mingruo feel suffocated. Her mind began to feel muddled, and she lost track of time. She even had an impulse that she didn't want to continue like this. She wanted to escape immediately, leave this deadly palace, leave this dangerous father in front of her, and never appear before him again!

But in the end, she didn't dare. After hesitating for only a few seconds, Emperor Xuli's cold, emotionless gaze shifted to her.

With light steps, Mingruo slowly walked to Emperor Xuli's side, maintaining a safe distance, ready to turn around and run away at the first sign of trouble. She naively forgot where she was. Under heaven, all land belongs to the emperor. Even if she manages to escape, she will eventually be brought back. Emperor Xuli is the master of this world; everything in it belongs to him, including his daughter, Mingruo.

He may wish for her to live, she will live; he may wish for her to die, she will die; he may wish for her to go mad, she cannot remain uninvolved. Even Emperor Xuli himself is deeply entangled in this quagmire; how could he possibly let go of Mingruo, who has dragged him into this vortex?!

Mingruo didn't even see what Emperor Xuli did. She only knew that he pulled her into his arms, his bright yellow dragon robe wrapping her tightly, their bodies pressed so close that Mingruo couldn't help but feel a desire to escape. It wasn't that her father hadn't held her like this before, but never had it made her feel so terrified. Her

sensitive nose twitched as she carefully discerned the strange fragrance in the air. It wasn't her own body scent, nor the unique white datura fragrance of her father, but a faint, yet undeniably present, intoxicating aroma—wine!

She was startled, her body instinctively stiffening, but Emperor Xuli held her even tighter.

Chapter 54, Using Wine to Run Rampant (Part 2)

"Father...?" Mingruo subtly placed her small hand on Emperor Xuli's chest, naively believing that this would stop his intrusion. A dry smile played on her lips, clearly showing her fear yet forcing herself to appear calm. "Why is Father Emperor here? It's so late. Why isn't Father Emperor resting in his palace? Why has he come to Zhuohua Palace?"

Emperor Xuli didn't answer her, only staring intently at her with those identical purple phoenix eyes, their shimmering depths seeming to hold something, though Mingruo couldn't quite make it out.

"Father Emperor?" she called tentatively again, feeling a deep unease she couldn't express. "Father—ah—" she cried out in surprise, not for any other reason than Emperor Xuli abruptly turning her from her side-sitting position, forcing her to straddle his lap with her legs wide open beneath her skirt. Her small body was thrown into his arms by the sudden impact, and her small hand, which she had previously reached out to avoid him, naturally fell to the ground.

"What do you want, Father?" Emperor Xuli slowly raised one corner of his lips, his purple eyes shimmering with moisture. His slender fingers caressed Mingruo's cheek, the cold fingertips lightly stroking her pink skin, a teasing undertone.

Mingruo nervously swallowed, her lips twitching slightly before she hesitantly said, "Father has had a long day, it's time for him to rest..."

"Isn't this what I'm doing?" Emperor Xuli interrupted her. "But if you want me to rest well, I need Ruo'er's help."

Hearing this, Mingruo was taken aback. "Me?"

"I haven't touched any of the concubines in the harem for months, and I'm feeling a little unwell. I wonder if Ruo'er could take a look at me?" He withdrew his hand from Mingruo's cheek and held it out to her, indicating that she should take his pulse. Mingruo hesitated only for a moment before slowly placing her hand on Emperor Xuli's pulse. Instantly, two blushes rose on her originally jade-like cheeks. Seeing her reaction, Emperor Xuli's smile deepened: "How is it?" Mingruo

licked her lips, which had become incredibly dry from nervousness, with her pink tongue. "Father, I've only read a few medical books. My skills aren't as advanced as the imperial physicians'. I can't determine your pulse." Emperor Xuli didn't

press her further, but simply hugged her tighter, asking with a smile, "Do you really not know?" "

Father, I truly don't know. Please, Father, be wise."

"I do have a better idea myself. Would you like to hear what I have to say?" His handsome eyes were smiling, and his gentle and refined face seemed utterly harmless. But beneath this calm exterior, he had paved a path for Mingruo, a path that led to an irreversible trap, extremely dangerous.

Mingruo knew it was a trap, but she had no choice but to go. He had only given her one path; trapped in place, she couldn't escape. Moving forward, perhaps, perhaps, there was still a sliver of hope.

Even though that sliver of hope seemed so faint.

"Father, please speak. Ruoren is listening."

Seeing Mingruo's uneasy face, her small lips bitten until they were red, Emperor Xuli's eyes darkened. His slender fingertips traced

back and forth across her soft lips. Mingruo didn't dare to resist, but her body stiffened even more noticeably. Her two hands, hanging in front of her, unconsciously clenched into fists, making her look like a little piece of wood. "Why are you so nervous, Ruoren? Do you think Father would eat you?" Mingruo quickly shook her head in denial. "Ruoren wouldn't dare."

"Heh." A soft laugh made Emperor Xuli's chest vibrate slightly. Mingruo sat on his lap, feeling a hundred kinds of discomfort in her heart. She wanted to get down but didn't dare. Her slender waist twisted slightly, and a large hand grabbed her waist, making her unable to move. "Father is just an ordinary man. What can be done about the lack of beauties in the harem who can win his heart? Does Ruo'er have any suggestions?"

"Ruo'er dares not." Mingruo lowered her crystal-like eyes, not daring to look directly at Emperor Xuli. "There are three thousand beauties in the harem, each with their own unique charm. They are all deeply in love with Father. If Father were willing to reciprocate their feelings, he would surely not be frustrated by the lack of a kindred spirit. Consorts like the Empress, Consort Duan, Consort Jing, and Consort De are all beauties chosen from among thousands. Father should spend more time with them to get what he desires—"

Emperor Xuli interrupted her again: "According to what Ruo'er is saying, with three thousand beauties in the harem, wouldn't every one of them be my confidante?"

Although his voice was still lazy and emotionless, Mingruo knew very well that he was angry. "I wouldn't dare," she replied tremblingly, her face contorted with bitterness. "If Father Emperor is displeased, he can issue an announcement throughout the land to select a beautiful woman. Surely you will find the one you desire." She answered cautiously, her face contorted with distress. Confronting her father was incredibly difficult. Even with

a bellyful of rebuttals, she would fall silent the moment she met his clear, cold purple eyes.

"Is that so? What a brilliant idea." Emperor Xu Li seemed extremely pleased with Ming Ruo's suggestion. A mysterious smile appeared on his handsome face. One hand slowly moved up Ming Ruo's shoulder, like a venomous snake, dangerous and deadly, never escaping its grasp. "Unfortunately, I already have a beloved one."

"Congratulations, Father Emperor," Ming Ruo hurriedly congratulated him, but the heavy weight in her heart remained. A strong sense of foreboding rose from the depths of her soul, slowly burying her.

"Congratulations? Congratulations are in order." The words had barely left his lips when Emperor Xuli abruptly stood up, scooped up Mingruo, lifted the beaded curtain, and tossed her onto the soft bed. His movements were both light and skillful, making Mingruo dizzy but without causing her the slightest pain or discomfort.

Just as Mingruo recovered and prepared to get up, a large hand gracefully pressed down, covering her slightly rounded, youthful chest, slowly pressing her half-raised body back to its original position. "Father?" she cried out in terror, still clinging to unrealistic hopes that Emperor Xuli would spare her.

Feeling the soft, elastic flesh beneath his palm, Emperor Xuli subtly smiled and asked, "Ruo'er, you know best what kind of person I am, don't you?"

"Ruo'er doesn't understand Father's meaning, but... but this kind of thing—" Mingruo

struggled to grasp the large hand covering her chest, "Although Father is Ruo'er's biological father, you should still be mindful of the differences between men and women. Father, Father, please be more considerate." She uttered these words tremblingly, still stubbornly refusing to yield.

"Oh? Is that what Ruo'er thinks? Father touched here, and Ruo'er is unhappy?" Emperor Xuli leisurely lowered his head, their breaths mingling, their lips so close they could touch if they spoke. "Then why did Ruo'er leak so much fluid under Father yesterday, and cry out so loudly? Could it be that you mistook Father for Minister Duanmu?"

He—said it out loud!

Mingruo froze, her small mouth trembling slightly, and her large, shimmering eyes instantly filled with tears.

Chapter 55, Humiliation (Part 1)

“Father…” Mingruo murmured, calling out to Emperor Xuli, her purple eyes, so similar to his, shimmering with tears. She blinked, trying to wipe away the tear, her face filled with panic and helplessness. “Father, what are you saying? Ruo’er doesn’t understand.”

“Don’t understand?” Emperor Xuli repeated her words, his large hand pressing against her chest, squeezing her firm, tender breasts in an ambiguous way. A wicked smile curled his thin lips, but to Mingruo, it was a smile worse than no smile at all. “What doesn’t Ruo’er understand? This?” He kneaded her breasts a few times, then suddenly pinched her sensitive nipples, twisting them forcefully. His smile was chilling enough to freeze a person to death. “Or this?”

“Ouch—” Mingruo winced in pain, her eyes narrowing. The tear that had been rolling on her eyelashes fell, landing on the back of Emperor Xuli’s hand before disappearing into the soft brocade quilt. "Father, no—"

"No?" The low laughter grew even deeper, as if it came from a distant hell. "But what if Father likes it?"

"No... no..." Mingruo reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull his hand away from her chest, but alas—Emperor Xuli was not Duanmu Yun after all. Before he had completely possessed her, he would not show any tenderness. If brutal methods could easily snatch Mingruo to his side, why wouldn't he? So Mingruo's struggles were useless, except for hurting herself. Finally, she trembled and released her soft hand from Emperor Xuli's wrist. Her small nipples were pinched painfully by him. Even though she couldn't see it, Mingruo knew that her breasts must be either red or swollen. "Father... no... Ruo'er begs you, don't do this to Ruo'er..." He was her father, not just anyone, but her father, her biological father!

"Why not? I think you like it quite a bit." Emperor Xuli smiled and squeezed even harder. "Otherwise, who was it that cried so loudly and wet myself so much the last few times?" He lowered his head close to Mingruo's neck, his thin lips parting to bite her white earlobe, chewing it gently. "Admit it, Ruo'er, you like me doing this to you, look." As he finished speaking, he changed from twisting to pinching, teasing her swollen, erect nipples until they were even more swollen. "It's hard again."

Mingruo shook her head violently, her small hands flailing around, trying to escape. "No—" She finally cried. After all, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl. When faced with her father, the emperor, playing with her, she had no

energy left to cope with this almost impossible situation, only fear.

"Ruo'er...?" Emperor Xuli gently called her name, "Why are you crying? Don't you like your father touching you?"

Mingruo didn't dare to speak, only sniffling her red, tear-filled nose, looking at Emperor Xuli with wary eyes, her watery purple eyes even more crystal clear because of the tears. "Father, Father, do you truly love Ruo'er?"

"Of course." Emperor Xu Li readily admitted, licking his thin earlobe with his thin lips, a smile flashing in his beautiful purple eyes, identical to Ming Ruo's. But Ming Ruo could clearly see that although his eyes were smiling, the curve of his lips was chillingly cold. He was waiting, waiting to see what tricks she could pull, because he was certain she couldn't escape.

But even if there was no way out, she couldn't just sit and wait for her fate. "If Father truly loves Ruo'er, how could he do such a thing to her? Ruo'er is already married. If Father truly loves Ruo'er, how could he disregard her reputation and tarnish the dignity of the royal family like this?" Ming Ruo's lips trembled with nervousness.

Emperor Xuli smiled as he watched her face, which was clearly filled with fear yet desperately trying to appear calm. His slender fingers gently caressed her delicate features, his thin lips tracing her cheeks, sometimes giving her a light kiss, sometimes playfully nibbling her nose, as if he were raising a cute pet. Only when Mingruo grew increasingly anxious and uneasy did he lazily speak: "Isn't it a bit late for Ruo'er to bring this up with her father now?" His previously gentle hand suddenly tightened its grip, and Mingruo let out a muffled groan of pain, feeling as if her chest was about to explode—Emperor Xuli had given her a hard squeeze on her still-developing breast. "Why didn't you think of that when you were panting and moaning beneath me the other day? Hmm? Why didn't you think of that you were already married? Ah??? Yes, you are married to my minister, Duanmu Yun, and are now the wife of the Grand General. It's a pity—if Duanmu Yun knew that you had already been played with by the Emperor, would he still love you as before? All men in the world are fickle and heartless. You are so intelligent, surely you can see that?"

Played with??? Played with???

These four words echoed in Mingruo's mind. Emperor Xuli's cold and wicked smile magnified in her eyes. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly pushed away Emperor Xuli's large hand that was holding her chest. She put her two slender arms to her chest, gathered up her

clothes that had been ravaged by Emperor Xuli, and hurriedly tied her sash with her trembling hands. Then she hugged her chest tightly with both arms, not daring to move anymore. "I don't know... But Father is even more fickle and heartless than Yunlang, and Ruo'er saw it!" He is the most noble man in the world, with countless beauties in his harem. Today, he wants to have sex with her, probably only because of the novelty. He has never met a woman who doesn't love him, especially since she is his daughter! She should have known that she should never have gotten so close to the emperor! He is fickle and unpredictable. Even if she is his daughter, what does she mean in the eyes of Emperor Xuli, who disregards all etiquette?

"Ruo'er, you're so naughty." Emperor Xu Li sighed, seemingly helpless, his long index finger lifting Ming Ruo's chin.

"Father still prefers the way you lie obediently and let Father play with you." Back then, she was so obedient and docile, never

uttering a complaint no matter what he did to her. But now... "This little mouth always utters things Father doesn't like to hear. Ruo'er, do you want Father to be angry?"

Ming Ruo clutched her clothes tighter, startled. Emperor Xu Li noticed her small movement but didn't seem to care. "Duanmu Fei

, do you want Duanmu Yun and Consort Huai to be buried alive with you?"

Yun won't be back anytime soon, and even if he does, it will be too late. Ruo'er should have known this when she came to the palace with me. This beautiful body has already been defiled by me. Ruo'er, do you really think Duanmu Yun can accept a wife who is unfaithful to him?"

"I didn't—"

"Yes, you didn't." "Emperor Xu Li interrupted her slowly, his deep purple eyes seeming to see through people's hearts. "But would he think so too? A woman, as a wife, should first and foremost remain chaste. Now that her body has already been touched by the Emperor, does Ruo'er still think of Duanmu Yun?" Seeing the despair in Ming Ruo's eyes, Emperor Xu Li smiled. "Ruo'er had better not have any thoughts of suicide, unless

you want Duanmu Yun and Consort Huai to be buried with you."

Chapter 056, Humiliation (Part Two)

Ming Ruo could hardly believe what she had heard. She stared blankly at Emperor Xu Li, who was smiling, as if the extremely cold-blooded threat from just now had not come from his mouth.

"Does Ruo'er understand?" His thin lips slightly raised, his index finger stroking Ming Ruo's pointed chin as if teasing a cat. "I mean what I say. Ruo'er's desire to return to Duanmu Yun's side is impossible." He stated his purpose without reservation, his expression nonchalant yet brimming with confidence.

"No—"

"No?" Emperor Xu Li repeated the word with amusement, his purple eyes gleaming strangely. "Does Ruo'er know what she's saying?"

“I know, Father.” Mingruo took a deep breath, her forced composure piquing Emperor Xuli’s interest. “But you are my biological father, and I am already another man’s wife! Even if I am not a member of the royal family, if word gets out that Father has forcibly taken a subject’s wife, wouldn’t the whole world condemn him? Moreover, there are countless beauties in the harem, and countless stunning women hidden among the common people. If Father were willing to search, how could he not find the beauty he loves? Why bother with Ruo’er? If the world knew that Father not only forcibly took a subject’s wife but also committed adultery with his own daughter…” "You are the emperor, you should know that this will be recorded in history and bring eternal infamy. Please, Father, reconsider."

Emperor Xuli looked at her and smiled, "I didn't realize Ruo'er was so eloquent. You've quite moved me." Seeing hope flash in Mingruo's eyes, he added maliciously, "Unfortunately, my mind is made up. And has Ruo'er forgotten something? In the past seventeen years, only a handful of people have seen Ruo'er's true face. And of those few, they all cherish Ruo'er like a treasure. Even if they know Ruo'er has become mine, they won't speak ill of her for the sake of her reputation. So, what do you think Father is worried about?" As for eternal infamy... it's just a throne. He doesn't care what history records. "If, by some chance, they do speak, ha..." He only smiled and said nothing more, but Mingruo completely understood his meaning.

Now, she was like a poor little rabbit caught in a trap. She could either drag her injured leg away to be eaten by a wild beast, or obediently stay in the trap and wait to be captured and kept by a hunter. She had only one path to choose from; there was no third.

"As for Ruo'er's so-called violation of moral principles, wouldn't it be enough if Ruo'er simply forgot that I am her father?" Emperor Xu Li smiled, his slender fingers caressing her soft lips, slowly inserting them into her mouth, hooking her delicate tongue, and swirling his fingers inside. Then he lowered his head to kiss her pink lips, his warm tongue gently probing into her mouth, curling around her tongue. Their lips met, and their saliva moistened their chins. Emperor Xu Li slightly curled his lips, transferring saliva from his own mouth to Ming Ruo's small mouth. Ming Ruo struggled to close her mouth, but Emperor Xu Li's fingers held it in place. Her two tender lips involuntarily parted, receiving the saliva falling from above. Contrary to her expectations of disgust, it carried Emperor Xu Li's unique fragrance of white datura flowers.

"Good girl." Watching her obediently swallow the saliva he had transferred to her, Emperor Xu Li kissed Ming Ruo's lips approvingly. "Forget that I am your father, just remember that I am a man."

How could this be??? How could this be!

Ming Ruo struggled and whimpered, her petite body twisting again. Emperor Xu Li sighed helplessly, biting her lip as if disciplining a naughty child, and said, "Ruo'er, do you really intend to remain chaste for Duanmu Yun?"

"??? ??? Yes." Ming Ruo answered tremblingly, her eyes already brimming with tears. Even if it weren't for Yun Lang, she would not yield. They were father and daughter, father and daughter! He gave her life, he brought her into this world. They could be a father and daughter sharing the joys of family life, or close friends despite their age difference, but they could never be lovers who would share a life together! Not to mention that this was just Emperor Xu Li's wishful thinking, even if they were mutually in love, they couldn't do something so unforgivable! "Father, please forgive Ruo'er... I don't want this, Father, please forgive Ruo'er..."

Seeing her crying so pitifully, Emperor Xu Li felt no pity whatsoever. Ming Ruo's tears only made his desire in his lower abdomen swell even more. "If I spare you, who will spare me? Ruo'er, I didn't want this either. Your father wanted to love you and be a good father, but fate is cruel. Who told you to catch my eye? Who told you to arouse my desire? Hmm?" He coaxed softly, "From the first time I saw you having sex with Duanmu Yun, the seed of incest took root and sprouted in my heart..."

Hearing this, Mingruo stared wide-eyed in disbelief, wondering what she had just heard. Her father said—he saw her and Yunlang...?!

"Heh, I forgot to tell you." Emperor Xuli chuckled and patted his forehead. "Ruo'er, do you think your father played with you a few times? Once, twice?" Seeing Mingruo's blank expression, he laughed even harder. "It should be three times. And on the day of the hunting festival, Ruo'er lay obediently beneath your father, and at that time here—" A long, strong hand grasped a tender breast, eliciting a gasp from Mingruo. "They seem even smaller than this. Although Father has only played with you three times, these two tender breasts have grown bigger each time. In a few more days, after Father kisses and kneads them more, they will surely grow even bigger." As he spoke, he playfully pinched the pink tips, pulling them from various angles.

"No—" Mingruo pushed his hand away with all her might, but Emperor Xuli did not budge. "Don't say it, don't say it—" She didn't want to hear it, she didn't want to hear it!

But Emperor Xu Li insisted on speaking, leaning close to Ming Ruo's ear: "Why don't you let your father say it? Ruo'er's body is so delicate and tender, it gets wet just from being touched. Your father only inserted a finger and Ruo'er cried so much, her little bottom wiggling so wantonly, as if inviting your father to really insert it... Ruo'er keeps saying it's incest, saying she's already married, but she still enjoys it, doesn't she? Ruo'er says she wants to remain chaste, but if people find out that Ruo'er's body is already defiled, she'll be drowned in a pig cage, even if she's a royal princess, I can't be biased, can I? Every time, the water flows so fast and happily, last time she even pretended to be asleep and enjoyed it, is it that any man can make Ruo'er happy? Look, even though your father hasn't touched her now, Ruo'er is definitely wet, isn't she?"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!" Mingruo suddenly covered her ears, unwilling to listen to Emperor Xuli's vulgar words. This wasn't her father, absolutely not! Her father would never say such vulgar and shameless things, absolutely not!

"Ruo'er doesn't like to hear it?" Emperor Xuli feigned surprise. "But this body doesn't say that." He smiled and kneaded her tender breasts in his palms, twisting them into various strange shapes through her clothes. "Last time Father came to play with Ruo'er, Ruo'er wore so many clothes. Actually, no matter how many outfits Ruo'er wears, Father can strip you completely naked."

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