[Fantasy] The Captive Concubine's Tale (Complete) - 10

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Chapter 79, The Character "Husband" Protrudes from the Sky (Part 2)?

With ease, Xu Lidi caught the unsteady beauty in his arms, who nearly fell into the water. He hooked his arm around Mingruo's waist and pulled her forward, causing her to sink onto his lap. His enormous glans finally slid completely inside.

If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't wet enough, it would likely have been more than just the tip of the umbrella inside. Xu Lidi pursed his lips and adjusted Mingruo's position, using one knee to bounce her back, causing her slender body to fall into his chest. He then supported her entire weight with his leg, his palms covering her delicate breasts.

He wasn't in a hurry to move at first; arousing Mingruo was the most important thing. His nimble fingertips twisted her two small, red nipples underwater, his well-maintained palms supporting her breasts from below, lifting them to the surface. Then, in an incredibly erotic manner, he slapped the water's surface with her two tender breasts, creating a splash.

The feeling of her breasts being held was strange and painful. Mingruo bit her lower lip, unsure how to react. She timidly hid in Xu Lidi's arms, turning her eyes away, unwilling to see her body being violated by her father—it was too shameful. But Xu Lidi wanted her to see, even though her back was to him, he knew she wasn't looking. "Ruo'er, open your eyes, your husband wants you to look."

Mingruo trembled, refusing to open her eyes. Xu Lidi became annoyed, bending his knees and spinning her around on his lap. His hot glans spun perfectly inside her tight pink orifice. Mingruo's eyes welled with tears from the stimulation, her pink lips trembling, unable to speak. Her body in the water was even more sensitive than usual; he had only squeezed in, and she was already on the verge of tears, let alone being spun around like that. "No...?" Mingruo pushed against his chest with her small hands, her eyes still closed. Her delicate features were as white as jade, and her long, wet hair cascaded over her curvaceous body.

"Disobedient again?" Xu Lidi lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. "Didn't I just tell you that the word 'husband' comes from above, and you have to listen to your husband in everything?" One hand dipped into the water, kneading her pink buttocks. His slender fingertips occasionally slid between her soft buttocks, teasing her cute little chrysanthemum. Occasionally, they would brush against her stretched pink vulva, where the two trembling petals floated pitifully in the water, delicate and fragile, tempting one to take a bite. "Tell me, what's the consequence of disobeying?"

Mingruo blushed with embarrassment, hurriedly opening her eyes and wrapping her arms around Xu Lidi's neck. Her vulva below sucked on his hot, burning penis. It was strange; his whole body was cold, but the enormous thing beneath him was burning hot, thick and long, tormenting her to the point of near death each time. "Father...no...um..." Feeling the fingers ravaging her buttocks, already penetrating her delicate passage, Mingruo squinted in discomfort. She was already stretched to her limit, yet he still wasn't satisfied.

"You can take it," Emperor Xuli said slowly, pushing his fingers further inside, his fingertips parting layers of tender flesh, probing deep within, seemingly exploring something. "Would your husband hurt you? Also, Ruo'er, you're not allowed to call me Father at times like this." Although he didn't care about incest between father and daughter, this little thing would certainly suffer immense psychological pressure because of it. He didn't want to see tears of pain flowing from her eyes during their pleasure, not from joy.

"Ha...???" Mingruo had no time to respond to his words, only knowing that she was about to be burst open, "It hurts—"

"Be good, sit still and don't move, I'll be gentle." His thin lips sucked on a delicate nipple, teasing and biting it, quickly licking the already swollen nipple until it was even harder and fuller, standing proudly on the full, rounded breast. His large hands cupped the lower part of her tender breasts, kneading and swaying, and Emperor Xuli chuckled and teased, "I wonder when these two pepper-like nipples will grow to the point that even I can't control them with one hand? Ruo'er really needs to nourish herself, so that I can enjoy her more." Whenever he thought that every inch of her body would change because of him, and only he could witness it, a strange and satisfying feeling would fill his heart, making him excited, and he only wanted to hold her in his arms and play with her to be satisfied.

Mingruo was very obedient. She knew that only by not resisting could she suffer less. She never wanted to experience the pain of being raped by Emperor Xuli again. Since it was all just sex, why not preserve her dignity if it meant she could have more?

Even though a voice in her heart kept telling her: "You are father and daughter, what you are doing is wrong, it will be punished by heaven. You have betrayed Duanmu Yun, you have broken your vows of growing old together, you have forgotten those vows, you will go to hell after you die. No one will pity you, no one will forgive you, never."

She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and fully exposed her tender breasts, making it easier for Emperor Xuli to suck and play with them. Even though she didn't like it, her body always gave the most honest response. Something seemed to flow out from deep inside, but it was blocked by a large head, and her delicate flower hole was stretched painfully. "Hmm... Xuanzhen... You won't hurt Duanmu Yun, will you... Ahh...?"

Hearing Duanmu Yun's name again, Emperor Xuli was very unhappy. He squinted at the delicate woman in his arms, her skin flushed a pale pink from their lovemaking, and felt immense anger at her for still thinking of Duanmu Yun even at this moment. But he ultimately said nothing, only replying, "Yes, your husband won't hurt him, provided you stay this obedient and never want to leave my arms. Can you do that?" Now that she was already wet, he no longer held back. His large hands lifted her pretty little bottom and began to sway slowly, using the flowing nectar and water to make powerful thrusts. Although the speed wasn't fast, each thrust went deeper than the last, reaching the very inside, making Mingruo moan and cry out. Her two pink legs wrapped tightly around Xu Lidi's waist, and her little face buried in his neck, rubbing against him incessantly. This completely unconscious rubbing gave Xu Lidi the feeling that the little thing in his arms loved him.

"Hmm...can...can Ruo'er do it, Ruo'er can..." Her hazy purple eyes blinked, her small eyelashes trembling. Mingruo clung tightly to Emperor Xuli, as if he were the most important person in her life. The pleasure he bestowed was simply too powerful; she couldn't resist it at all. "Xuanzhen...Xuanzhen..." she murmured, calling Emperor Xuli's name. Mingruo felt the massive object inside her burning and aggressively trying to merge with her. She smacked her lips, unsure how to react, but her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, clinging to Emperor Xuli without letting go.

Whether she admitted it or not, no matter how much Emperor Xuli meant to her, whether he was her man or her father, no matter how many times he had raped and toyed with her, no matter how cruel and cold-hearted he was, in Mingruo's heart, Emperor Xuli would always occupy the most unique corner, no matter what had happened.

Chapter 80, The Word "Husband" Rises in the Sky (Part 2) h

"Just call me that, my dear Ruo'er..." Emperor Xu Li thrust deeply inside her, pulling her soft little body close. Their naked bodies touched, and they both shivered. The water droplets sliding down their bodies both separated them and brought them closer.

"My dear Ruo'er, stay by my side forever, okay?"

Ming Ruo wrapped her arms around Emperor Xu Li's neck, her beautiful eyes narrowed with intense pleasure, and crystal-clear tears hung on her long eyelashes. "Hmm... Xuan Zhen..." The feeling of being possessed by him was so intense that she felt like she had lost control of herself, unable to do anything but lose herself.

"Isn't it very comfortable? Can Duanmu Yun make you feel this comfortable?" Emperor Xu Li asked softly, moving her further onto his lap so that he could penetrate even deeper. Although she was still young, he was very careful not to hurt her. "Isn't it true that your husband knows best how to cherish you?"

Her pink lips parted, emitting soft, seductive breaths and moans. With each thrust from Xu Lidi, Mingruo cried out, the volume varying with his force. Occasionally, when Xu Lidi mischievously pushed deeper, her cries became a continuous, alluring chorus. "Ah... slower... water... water's going in... sob..." Mingruo's hands now gripped Xu Lidi's shoulders, her lips pursed in a mournful expression. She felt her body stretched and aching, extremely uncomfortable.

Emperor Xuli raised an eyebrow: "Water got in, what should we do? Should I squeeze it out?"

Mingruo was in pain and nodded in a daze: "Yes, yes..."

"What a silly girl." He chuckled and suddenly lifted her out of the pool, water droplets splashing everywhere, wetting the nearby screen. Emperor Xuli stood barefoot by the pool, still holding Mingruo in his arms. He made her wrap her legs tightly around his waist, then sat down cross-legged. Mingruo cried out even louder involuntarily, tears almost falling. This position was even more uncomfortable than in the water. Although she had penetrated deeply before, the water provided lubrication and resistance, so it wasn't as noticeable or uncomfortable. This time, however, it was different. There was no water inside, but every thrust of Xu Li Di reached deep into her body. Occasionally, water droplets would be squeezed out with each thrust. He even picked up a drop of water and teased her, "Ruo'er, look, what is this? Is it water from the pool or from Ruo'er's hole?"

Ming Ruo opened her eyes blankly, then her face turned bright red. Her heart tightened, and she sucked even harder. Xu Li Di groaned as he was squeezed, saying, "Hmm, it seems Ruo'er doesn't like her husband saying that, does she?" After saying that, he put his fingertip into his lips and tasted it carefully before saying, "So it's pool water." Seeing Ming Ruo breathe a sigh of relief without leaving a trace, he smiled and said, "But I still prefer the water from this hole. It's sweet and fragrant, and inexhaustible."

...Mingruo turned her face away in shame, unwilling to look at him. Her hands clung to Emperor Xuli's neck, afraid to move. After a while, seemingly overwhelmed by her shame, she buried her face in the crook of Emperor Xuli's neck to hide her expression and struggle. She didn't like this, but her body's reaction didn't lie. Even if she didn't want to have sex with her father, she was utterly powerless against his skillful and seductive teasing. Compared to the experienced Emperor Xuli, Mingruo, who had only studied for a dozen years, was far too naive. She understood some grand principles, but they were all just theoretical; how could she possibly contend with Emperor Xuli, who had dominated the court for decades?! (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

So, under his calculations, how could she escape?

"...Hmm, is Ruo'er shy?" Emperor Xuli asked with a light laugh. He freed one hand to stroke Mingruo's hair. This head of jet-black hair was his absolute favorite. It was soft and fragrant, like a piece of smooth satin, exuding a charming scent that he was utterly infatuated with. He could only fall asleep with it under his pillow every night. "What a shy girl."

Mingruo nestled in his arms, refusing to look up, biting her lip to remain silent. Her hands were wrapped around Xu Lidi's shoulders, feeling his firm, smooth skin and the powerful muscles beneath his palms. "Father..."

Xu Lidi didn't seem to mind her calling him "Father." With a slight smile, he lifted her up and began to move her up and down. Each time his large penis entered her soft, tender flower-like opening, it made a "whoosh" sound before it was fully inside. She was still young, and Xu Lidi was always considerate. Even his coldness that made her cry her heart out was carefully planned before he penetrated her. If even Duanmu Yun wouldn't want her to suffer the slightest harm, how could he, her biological father, possibly hurt her? Mingruo was

Ming Xuanzhen's lifelong obsession. Perhaps the world couldn't understand, couldn't accept, perhaps no one believed it, but it was the truth.

Mingruo didn't know now, but perhaps she would understand in the future, or perhaps she would never understand.

"Why are you calling me Father Emperor?" he asked. "Not Xuanzhen? Does Ruo'er like calling me Father Emperor? Do you think father-daughter intercourse has a unique flavor?"

Almost bursting into tears from this lewd teasing, Mingruo hurriedly looked up, only to find Emperor Xuli looking at her with a half-smile. She realized he was teasing her, and her pink lips pouted, revealing a girlish charm—completely forgetting that she was being possessed by him. That charming expression was exactly the same as when they were father and daughter.

Emperor Xuli smiled slightly. He knew at a glance that even if Mingruo had no romantic love for him, the father-daughter bond could never be erased. Since it couldn't be erased, it would always exist. Given time, this feeling would eventually become the kind he desired. Overjoyed, he lowered his head and kissed Mingruo's lips, coaxing her as he had during their most intimate days: "Are you angry? Your lips are so swollen you could hang an oil bottle on them. How about I hang the imperial seal here from now on, so I do

n't have to bother hiding it?" Mingruo was at a loss for words. She wanted to laugh, but felt incredibly awkward at this moment. Finally, she bit her lip and turned her face away, refusing to look at Emperor Xuli. Yet, her lower body clung to him, refusing to let go. Her delicate appearance softened Emperor Xuli's eyes, and he embraced her and kissed her.

She was truly his treasure. Just holding her and looking at her filled him with an overwhelming joy. Having lived most of his life, Emperor Xu Li had never known he could encounter such a nemesis. Every smile and frown of hers made him feel like a lovestruck teenager, wanting to be close, caress, and possess her. Fortunately, he had lived long enough, otherwise he would still be wallowing in the torment of unrequited love. Now, she was in his arms. He had taken her away, and he would never let Duanmu Yun take her back.

"My dear Ruo'er, you are truly my good Ruo'er..." His large hands kneaded her pink buttocks. With a sweep of his palm, Emperor Xu Li's dragon robe, which had been draped over the screen, was rolled up in front of him. Taking advantage of Ming Ruo's position, Emperor Xu Li embraced her and fell down, letting her sit on his lap.

Chapter 81, Father and Daughter's Wedding Night (Part 1)

This position is so strange.

Mingruo bit her lip and obediently sat on Xu Lidi's lap. His grip on her waist forced her to swallow deeply, but the feeling was incredibly strange and uncomfortable, as if her body had been suddenly taken over by someone else. Her delicate private parts were being invaded by a foreign object, making her want to struggle, but she was powerless under Xu Lidi's control. "Ah... Father... don't go so deep... Ruo'er is uncomfortable... um..."

"Deeper is more comfortable, look." He ran his fingertips along the point where they were joined, gathering a thick layer of moisture. "So much water..."

Embarrassed by his words, Mingruo braced herself against Xu Lidi's chest with her hands, her fair palms covering her nipples, rubbing them back and forth with each thrust, eliciting soft moans from Xu Lidi. She was naturally delicate, with skin as white as snow and so smooth it seemed to break at a touch. Even though she often did things like tending flowers and embroidering handkerchiefs, her skin never became rough. Her delicate hands were as tender as jade, and just touching them could give one immense pleasure. "Ruo'er... be good, move yourself, okay?" Emperor Xu Li held Ming Ruo's slender waist, his deep purple eyes fixed on her flushed face, then falling on her delicate, trembling, smooth breasts. His fingers followed the graceful curve of her waist upwards, stopping at the bottom of her breasts, slowly caressing them. His neatly trimmed nails traced lines slowly, giving her sensitive body even greater pleasure, but he stubbornly refused to touch the flesh or nipples. Mingruo couldn't help but moan, and because of this shameful moment, she couldn't forget it, and she refused to let Xuli Emperor move on her own. But her body was so uncomfortable that her little buttocks slid and rubbed back and forth, swallowing the thick desire. Her little mouth mumbled for a long time but couldn't say anything coherent.

"Mmm, little thing..." Xu Lidi chuckled, his palms stroking along the lower part of her delicate breasts. His slender index finger finally climbed up to her two tender pink nipples as Mingruo pouted, gently playing with them. "You're already very happy, aren't you? Look how straight these two little cuties are." He teased as he pressed his index finger down on her nipples, making them sink into the delicate flesh. When he had pressed them completely down, he quickly released them, then pressed again, and pressed again, until Mingruo covered her chest with her hands, trying to hide them. Only then did he sit up with a smile, burying his handsome face in her pink and white chest.

Although he didn't move below her anymore, the kisses on her chest were just as stimulating to Mingruo. Her two small hands, unable to contain their passion, hugged Xu Lidi's head, her ten fingers running through his jet-black hair. Her slender body couldn't help but lean back, and Xu Lidi followed suit, never giving her any chance to completely escape. Occasionally, when her delicate nipples left his mouth, he would quickly put them back in. "Ruo'er, don't hide, come closer." Emperor Xu Li was dissatisfied as the sweet nipple left his mouth once more.

Ming Ruo bit her lip, refusing to obey. Emperor Xu Li frowned, thrusting his lower body upwards, causing his already deep desire to penetrate even further. He also bumped against her soft inner walls, causing Ming Ruo to wince. Knowing she couldn't disobey, she pouted and offered her pink breasts to Emperor Xu Li's lips.

Emperor Xu Li didn't open his mouth. He simply smiled at the young girl on his body, letting the soft nipple sway in front of him, refusing to speak. Ming Ruo blinked her large eyes, completely puzzled. He then curled his thin lips into a smile: "Put it in my mouth."

Mingruo's beautiful phoenix eyes widened immediately. She couldn't believe what she'd heard. She stared at Emperor Xuli, watching him smile gently at her and open his mouth to gesture for her to offer it. Her face paled; she couldn't do it.

Emperor Xuli seemed to know her struggle. He cupped her soft bottom in his large hand and rubbed it a few times, seemingly leisurely asking, "What's wrong? Don't you like your husband's kisses?" A hint of annoyance flickered in his eyes.

"No..." She dared not say anything. Her small hands hesitated, trembling as she lifted her delicate lotus-like breasts, slowly bringing them closer to Emperor Xuli's lips. The rosy tips, already swollen from his previous fondling, looked like two tiny, delicate pearls, making them even more tempting.

"Call me 'husband' and tell me what you want me to do to you," Emperor Xuli said, still unsatisfied. He flicked her delicate nipple with his fingertip, and Mingruo let out a muffled groan, her lips immediately pouting as she covered her breasts, both ashamed and annoyed, refusing to reveal them again.

Emperor Xuli raised an eyebrow: "Ruo'er, your husband is waiting for you."

"Xuanzhen... give, give you some..." Her face flushed red, and she slowly withdrew her hands from her snowy breasts. Then, she took Emperor Xuli's shoulder, leaning closer to him, her delicate nipples trembling uncontrollably, whether from nervousness or fear, it was unclear.

Only then was he satisfied. A hint of pleasure shone in his purple phoenix eyes, and his thin lips parted to bite a trembling nipple. His slightly cool lips took the small areola into his mouth, the tender flesh of her breast changing shape under his palm. "Mmm, my dear Ruo'er..."

Suppressing the waves of pleasure rising in her chest, Mingruo tilted her head back, her small hands clenched into fists on Xu Lidi's shoulders, her long, flowing black hair cascading down to her chest, covering most of it. Xu Lidi, displeased that such a beautiful sight was about to vanish, flicked his hand, sending the obstructing long hair behind her. He spat out the pink tip of her nipple, looking at it stained with his saliva, its red, hard, and swollen shape, and teased, "Has it gotten a little bigger?" His slender hand kneaded her snow-white breasts, then he concluded, "Yes, it has gotten bigger." It was all his doing.

After saying that, he took Mingruo's nipple back into his mouth and lay down again. Mingruo also leaned down because of his descent, her head tilted forward, her breasts in Xu Lidi's mouth, and her buttocks resting on Xu Lidi's crotch. She moved incessantly with his sucking sounds, her little mouth emitting one pleasurable moan after another. Her fair and tender body was covered with a dense layer of sweat, and her little petals, which were turned inside out from being penetrated, trembled incessantly. Cups of love fluid gushed out, wetting their intertwined private parts. "Father...it hurts..." He bit so hard.

"It's my fault, I forgot how delicate this place is, I can't be too rough." Emperor Xu Li kissed her incredibly swollen nipple with affection. "My dear Ruo'er is still growing, you must cherish her." Ming Ruo shifted

slightly on top of him, her small hands involuntarily covering her stomach, where a faint columnar mark was visible. She squinted her big eyes, then slumped softly into Emperor Xu Li's arms, unable to maintain her previous position.

Emperor Xu Li, his face buried in her snowy, tender breasts, chuckled. He lifted Ming Ruo's two slender legs with his knees, allowing her to straddle him more widely, giving him more room to move and possess her better.

Chapter 82, Father and Daughter's Wedding (Part 2)

This position is quite strange.

Mingruo pursed her lips and sat comfortably on Xu Lidi's waist, one hand covering her stomach and the other supporting her on the ground. She slowly sat up, and when she realized Xu Lidi's face was buried against her chest, her face flushed crimson, her entire graceful body turning a pale pink, incredibly alluring. Her slender legs were bent at Xu Lidi's sides, completely exposing their joined bodies. Mingruo only needed to lower her head to see clearly, and she reflexively squeezed her legs together in embarrassment. However, this only partially blocked the view; from Xu Lidi's perspective, it was still completely visible, only now with a more alluring, veiled appearance.

Holding her slender waist with his palms, Emperor Xu Li lifted Ming Ruo's pink buttocks and moved them up and down. His thick desire throbbed between her soft thighs. He watched almost mesmerized as her delicate petals tenderly swallowed and released his member. Each time he entered and withdrew, he brought out the extremely tender flesh inside. The place where their lives met was now intimately intertwined. Emperor Xu Li felt a strange emotion. Heaven knows he had never felt this way in all his decades of life! "Ruo'er... Father's darling..." He grasped her delicate chin and pulled her down, his thin lips slightly parted, and he licked her soft lower lip. His nimble tongue slowly explored her slightly parted mouth, intertwining with her lips and teeth in an extremely intimate way.

"Father..." Mingruo's eyes glazed over, overwhelmed by the doting tenderness in Emperor Xuli's words. She couldn't quite understand, yet she vaguely grasped something. It seemed that her father wanted her as his concubine not only because they knew and resembled each other so well, nor simply because of their blood ties. He wanted her... it seemed for a reason that was both very obvious and very vague. But even with this thought, her confused mind couldn't be certain. "Father... be gentle... don't go so deep into Ruo'er's body..." This feeling was too unbearable, as if her body wasn't even her own.

"Only by going deeper can Ruo'er enjoy the ultimate bliss in this world." Emperor Xuli soothingly kissed her swollen lips. "I know my limits, I won't hurt you, hmm?" His caresses were all within the limits her body could tolerate. Although they seemed wild and fierce, they would never hurt her.

Mingruo obediently let him kiss her, knowing she couldn't question him, so she could only lie down gently. Although she wasn't the one doing the work, this position was still very tiring for her to move back and forth. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Mingruo couldn't take it anymore. She collapsed into Emperor Xuli's arms, drenched in sweat, refusing to move. Even when he held her buttocks, she wouldn't listen. This made him raise an eyebrow and ask, "What's wrong? Your husband isn't tired down there, but Ruo'er is being lazy and sleepy and doesn't want to move?"

Her pink lips moved, as if she wanted to say something. Her two small, white hands covered Emperor Xuli's chest, and their naked skin pressed together, the sensation no less intense than during intercourse. "Ruo'er is tired... Father..."

"So delicate." She deserved to be pampered by him, becoming his exclusive peach blossom. "Come on, squeeze your legs together."

Mingruo hesitated for a moment, then obediently wrapped her legs tightly around Xu Lidi's waist. He suddenly stood up effortlessly, with her small body still wrapped around him. Due to the shift in weight, Mingruo gasped softly, gripping his shoulders tightly. Her naked body was intertwined with his, a beautiful sight like a distant ink painting.

Seeing the panicked expression on her delicate face, Xu Lidi chuckled and teased, "Why are you so fragile? How can you bear my child if your body isn't strong?" He wanted her to carry on his lineage for generations.

Bear a child… Mingruo was startled: "No, no—"

His brows furrowed: "Hmm?"

"No, I mean—I mean—" Mingruo was anxiously at a loss for words. She clung to Xu Lidi's neck, her lower body still swallowing his thick, long desire. "Ruo'er can't, can't…" How could she bear his child? How could she?!

They were father and daughter by blood! The fact that such an immoral relationship had occurred between them was already a heinous crime, so how could they compound their mistake by having a child?! Mingruo simply couldn't imagine that her mother, who had received the Emperor's favor to give birth to her, would now have to endure the same favor and bear him another child! Should that child call him Father Emperor or Grandfather Emperor?! Mingruo felt that either she or Emperor Xuli had gone mad. She was truly terrified by Emperor Xuli's words. Although he had seemed to have such intentions before, he had never expressed them so explicitly, and she could only pretend that nothing had happened. But now?!

How was she supposed to face this?!

"Why not?" One hand cradled her slender body, while the other caressed her flat stomach—slightly swollen, protruding a thick, cylindrical shape. Long, slender fingers gently stroked the warm, smooth skin. "As long as Father plants the seed here, how can we worry about not producing a little one?" The child she gave birth to would surely be handsome and become his pride.

Mingruo still shook her head directly: "Father, please don't..." She frantically tried to cover his large hand on her stomach, pleading helplessly: "What if someone finds out..."

"What are you afraid of, Ruo'er?" Emperor Xuli carried her to the screen, tearing off a clean blanket as they passed it to wrap her in it, wiping their damp bodies clean to prevent her from catching a cold during their lovemaking. "As your husband, I can naturally protect you. Doesn't Ruor'er want to have a child for Father Emperor?" He asked with a half-smile, his tone filled with danger, as if someone would be in trouble if Mingruo's answer didn't please him.

"You're still too young, aren't you?" Emperor Xuli found a perfect reason for her, a faint smile curving his handsome face.

"The laws of the Great An Dynasty clearly stipulate that a woman can marry at the age of thirteen. Ruor'er is already seventeen, and it's time for her to become a mother." With a child, he could more easily keep her by his side. His purple eyes flashed, and seeing the slight fear on her face, he gently comforted her, "Let's let nature take its course. Whether you can conceive or not is up to fate. I won't force you to have a child, but you must also learn to accept your fate, okay?"

Knowing that this was Emperor Xuli's biggest concession, Mingruo remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded.

Chapter 83, Father and Daughter's Consummation (Part 2)

"This is my good Ruo'er." Emperor Xu Li praised, gently placing her on the bed with his large hand on the back of her head, then kneeling down to hold her down. "After I pass away, the territory of the Great An Dynasty will need another monarch. If Ruo'er doesn't give birth, where will I find a prince?"

A prince?! Ming Ruo involuntarily looked at Emperor Xu Li, her beautiful eyes blinking. "...But Father already has—"

"Those weren't born to me by Ruo'er, just a pile of trash, not worth mentioning." If he weren't too lazy to give orders, he wouldn't have any offspring. Besides, how could he not know what kind of people those princes and princesses were? They were all rotten wood, good for nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun, but they had mastered the art of scheming and intrigue perfectly. The so-called blood ties between father and daughter were like waste paper to him, holding no sentimentality whatsoever.

All his emotions seemed to be poured into Ming Ruo; everything else was unimportant. All of this was utterly unbelievable to Emperor Xu Li. Ever since that accidental glimpse of her body, he had been bewitched, driven by a mad desire to possess her, utterly unable to control himself—a complete unlike his former self. Now, he was impulsive, irritable, and restless, like a soldier newly entering battle. All of this was because of Ming Ruo, all because of the girl beneath him!

His daughter, his concubine—he had no reason to be so obsessed with her.

Ming Ruo, however, felt a chill run down her spine at the cold indifference in his words. She was now breathtakingly beautiful, a beauty that could topple kingdoms, as captivating as a newly blossoming peach blossom. But beauty fades, and one day she too would wither and fall like a spring peach blossom. Perhaps she would bloom again next year, but it would not be the same blossom. If he treated even his own offspring with such disdain, how could she not be afraid and flee? Since ancient times, emperors have been the most fickle. They are wise, great, and farsighted, yet also cold, indifferent, and heartless. In the presence of a new woman, they can easily forget all vows of eternal love, all women they once loved or admired. Sometimes, to achieve their goals, they are more ruthless than anyone else, willing to sacrifice. A woman may be the love of their life, yet also the easiest bargaining chip for them to sacrifice.

Who in this world is more fickle and heartless than an emperor? One day they will tire of you, and that day will be the most miserable day of your life. A concubine who has lost the emperor's favor is less than a blade of grass in this deep palace. Unable to please the emperor, she can only bow her head and endure oppression, like a flower caught in a storm, swept away without leaving even a petal.

She was merely a gentle peach blossom, remarkable for her stunning beauty and unwavering resilience, yet weak and easily bullied, as common as any other. She could have had her own devoted admirer, but now she was trapped in this garden full of spring blossoms. The garden's owner loved her and moved her from the mountain to his side, allowing him to admire her day and night, but this also completely bound and destroyed her.

Emperor Xu Li keenly noticed Ming Ruo's unusual expression. He carefully observed her pale face, seeing a hint of something in her dazed eyes. He quickly realized his harsh words had frightened her. His slender fingers brushed her delicate cheek, and in an instant, Emperor Xu Li picked Ming Ruo up, pressing her against the wall as he placed her on his lap. As desire deepened within her, it brought her thoughts back to reality.

Her small hands involuntarily gripped the bedsheets beside her, her slender legs resting on the silken quilt, where she could faintly feel warmth beneath. Ming Ruo didn't touch Emperor Xu Li again, her eyes turning away, clearly afraid to look at him, obviously lost in her own thoughts.

"What are you thinking, Ruo'er?"

Mingruo simply shook her head.

"Are you thinking about how Father Emperor claims to love you, yet treats you so harshly? Or are you thinking about how Father Emperor is so cold and ruthless towards his princes, how could he possibly have a lasting affection for you?" A faint smile curved his thin lips as Emperor Xuli asked, showing no sign of anger.

She didn't know what he wanted to do, nor how to answer perfectly, so she could only lower her eyes and dare not respond.

Emperor Xuli wasn't annoyed; he simply kissed her lips, as softly as a feather brushing against them. "Who says otherwise? Since ancient times, emperors have been mostly heartless, let alone me." Since he could remember, he had never met anyone who showed him warmth. Even his life and the throne were treated with gusto; what else could he care about? For thirty years on the throne, he had always been alone, never encountering anyone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. Now, this person had appeared—his daughter, by blood. This seemed like it shouldn't have happened, yet it happened so naturally, and he didn't want to resist; he accepted it gladly.

Mingruo thought he would continue speaking, but he didn't. Emperor Xuli didn't say anything more. He just looked at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes, his gaze gentle and tender, full of smiles, as if he was trying to tell her something. But she couldn't understand it. She didn't know. Maybe she did know, but she didn't dare to believe it.

"A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold, isn't it? Let's not waste this precious time, that would be such a pity." His thin lips lowered, planting countless kisses on her soft cheeks. Mingruo was a little stunned, feeling as if she truly didn't understand something, yet unable to pinpoint exactly what it was.

Xu Lidi didn't give her time to think; he had already begun to move. His long legs bent, allowing Mingruo to lean against his thighs, then his hands grasped her waist, slowly beginning to move up and down. Mingruo's eyes narrowed at the familiar tingling sensation, tears of pleasure welling in her eyes. She couldn't explain why; she knew this was wrong, contrary to reason, and she felt such repulsion and disgust, yet beneath Xu Lidi, she was always so vulnerable.

The feeling of her body being split open made Mingruo involuntarily want to grasp something, as if Xu Lidi had entered not only her body but also her most tender heart. "Ah... Father... Father..." Her small hands, which had been clutching the bedding, involuntarily reached out towards Emperor Xuli. However, the intense pleasure prevented her from seeing his face clearly. Emperor Xuli freed one hand to grasp her flailing hand and pulled her towards his chest. "Ruo'er... my dear Ruo'er..."

"Father... Waaah... It's so swollen... so uncomfortable..." she cried, her delicate body writhing like a seductive snake under Emperor Xuli's control, constantly moving up and down. Each time, he pulled out completely, then thrust in again. Mingruo even felt as if she would be broken. The pleasure he bestowed was so intense, so intense that she couldn't control it, much less refuse it. "Father... Father..."

she called out to Emperor Xuli again and again, while the face of Duanmu Yun flashed through her mind.

Chapter 84, Unending Obsession

He seemed to stand right before her, as if she could reach out and touch him. But when Mingruo tried to reach out, she found herself completely unable to move. Emperor Xuli held both her hands with just one hand, as if locking not only her body but also her heart.

The intense pleasure quickly made Mingruo forget everything. Duanmu Yun before her became increasingly blurry, until he was completely invisible. She moaned softly, each sound more alluring than the last. Her fingers were enveloped in Emperor Xuli's palm. Even in the midst of such passionate lovemaking, his body temperature was much lower than normal. Sitting on him, Mingruo felt as if she were beneath a piece of warm, white jade, chilling her to the bone, yet so warm to the touch. "Father... ah... Father..." Large tears clung to her long eyelashes, the crystal-clear drops trembling but refusing to fall, making her appear delicate and pitiful.

"Ruo'er... my dear Ruo'er... just call me that, my darling..." Xu Lidi released his large hand from her slender waist, gently covering her soft cheek, slowly caressing it as if he were touching something more precious than his own life. Her

crimson petals were swollen from the friction, her small opening barely swallowing his enormous penis. With each friction, abundant fluid flowed from their joined bodies. After Xu Lidi withdrew completely, he thrust back in, still wet with the fluid, penetrating deeply into her body, the "sizzling" sounds echoing endlessly. Her tender, red flesh was pulled out and pushed back in, her two beautiful legs, propped up on the bed, trembled incessantly, as if unable to bear such pleasure.

"You will stay with me, for all eternity..." Xu Lidi murmured softly, his long, warm palms caressing her delicate body. Their bodies intertwined, like two vines entwined together.

With her eyes closed, Mingruo didn't respond to Xu Lidi, but slowly lowered her head until she nestled against his chest. She felt she was losing herself, yet she didn't know how to save herself. The pleasure Xu Lidi gave her had her body hopelessly drawn in, even her senses and soul seemed to be heading towards where he wanted her.

The longer she was with Xu Lidi, the less she could hold on, both physically and mentally. One day she would completely forget everything—perhaps love, perhaps memories, perhaps herself. One day her bones would be worn down, flattened to the point of being

unable to stir even a ripple. About half an hour had passed. Mingruo was exhausted from being held and manipulated by Xu Lidi. Her whole body went limp like a puddle of water, collapsing onto him as he thrust in and out, supporting her buttocks. She no longer had the strength to support herself. Xu Lidi chuckled, released his grip on her wrists, and then, in the same position, easily pinned her down beneath him. Touching the soft, smooth bedding, Mingruo was slightly dazed. She blinked her large eyes. Emperor Xuli lowered his head, their noses touching. She saw her own eyes reflected in his—two identical pairs of purple eyes, the same upturned corners, the same breathtaking allure, and the same burning desire.

As if possessed, Mingruo slightly parted her pink lips. Emperor Xuli lowered his head again, his thin lips perfectly positioned in hers. He murmured, "Kiss, Father."

Her tender lips closed, perfectly enveloping Emperor Xuli's lower lip. Mingruo licked it delicately like a kitten, her touch clumsy and immature, yet it instantly ignited Emperor Xuli's desire to its peak. She didn't even know how to use her tongue, only rubbing her mouth back and forth. But even this light kiss was more intoxicating than any lovemaking he had ever experienced.

"Stick out your tongue, lick Father," he demanded again.

Mingruo remained obedient, her soft little tongue peeking out from her pink lips, licking Xu Lidi's handsome lips a few times. The hot tip of her tongue touched his slightly cool lips, and both of them gasped simultaneously. Then, Mingruo clumsily pried open Xu Lidi's mouth, and he obediently opened his mouth, letting her carefully insert her tongue to lick around.

The desire within her seemed to grow even stronger and thicker. Mingruo let out a soft cry, involuntarily stopping her kissing. Xu Lidi was very dissatisfied and gestured for her to continue. Her small hands clenched at her sides, but she had no choice but to kiss him again.

This time, Xu Lidi didn't let her explore freely; his lower body began to thrust incessantly, the speed gradually increasing. Mingruo's pink lips trembled from the stimulation of the pleasure, yet she still had to continue kissing him at his urging, momentarily lost in a daze, forgetting everything else.

The sounds of saliva mingling were barely audible amidst the slapping of flesh, but Mingruo heard them clearly. Her eyes were glazed, her small mouth obediently licking inside Xuli Emperor's mouth. His body was filled with the rich fragrance of white datura flowers, even his mouth. Every lick and swallowed drop of juice carried Xuli Emperor's unique scent, a fragrance like a poison, making Mingruo infatuated.

She didn't know how long they kissed, until Xuli Emperor was satisfied, finally releasing his grip on her pointed chin. Mingruo stared at him blankly, smacking her lips as if savoring the moment. Xuli Emperor couldn't help but chuckle, wiping a drop of glistening saliva from her lips with his fingertip and tasting it himself, teasingly asking, "What's wrong with Ruo'er? Are you addicted to kissing your husband?" He loved her charming and adorable appearance; it made him feel incredibly happy.

Mingruo, of course, wouldn't admit it. She simply stared blankly at Emperor Xuli's actions, which were undeniably erotic yet incredibly elegant

. Her face flushed crimson, but he was still holding her chin, making it impossible to hide. It wasn't romantic love, but it was the most beautiful scene Mingruo had ever witnessed in her life. Many, many years later, she would involuntarily smile when she thought of it.

Seeing her beautiful eyes darting left and right, refusing to look at him, Emperor Xuli smiled and pressed her down slightly. Mingruo immediately gasped, placing her hands on Emperor Xuli's shoulders, watching him chuckle gently at her, her mouth agape in a daze. He was truly unparalleled in beauty, with ethereal and handsome features, surrounded by an aura that was neither celestial nor demonic, and his purple eyes were unfathomable, making it difficult for anyone to resist. Mingruo felt that Emperor Xuli should be looking down upon the world from a high position, not like this, endlessly entangled with her. He shouldn't be tainted.

Emperor Xu Li didn't ask what she was thinking. He simply placed her legs on his shoulders in the new position, his slender fingers caressing her two rosy buds. Ming Ruo's thoughts were quickly interrupted, and she could only sink into the flow of lust with his movements, unable to think of anything else.

Chapter 85, Scheming (Part 1)

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, lazily bathing the naked beauty on the dragon bed. Mingruo was fast asleep, her small face drooping slightly, her chin almost touching her chest. The apricot-colored brocade quilt covered her from her feet to her waist, revealing a slender, delicate waist that was incredibly alluring. Her long eyelashes cast deep shadows on her rosy cheeks, and her jet-black hair spread across the white bed, making her appear even more fragile and petite.

Emperor Xuli was in a very good mood today, and when he got up earlier, he didn't bother her. He simply pulled her from his arms and tucked her into the quilt before going to the imperial study. Mingruo, unaware of this, continued to sleep, not paying any attention. It wasn't until breakfast time had passed that the palace maids, remembering Emperor Xuli's instructions to keep the Empress waiting outside for too long, finally cautiously entered. But upon seeing Mingruo's figure faintly visible through the gauze curtains, they all retreated—the beauty was sleeping soundly, and no one had the heart to disturb her, especially since the Emperor had instructed them to cancel breakfast if the Empress was sleeping too deeply, to be ready at any time, and not to disturb her.

But this tranquility was soon shattered.

Mingruo, still half-asleep, vaguely heard someone speaking in her ear. The voice seemed very close, yet also very far. She was too tired; her father had tormented her so much last night, not letting her rest until dawn. Having only rested for less than two hours, Mingruo was unwilling to open her eyes.

But the voice kept lingering in her ear, like a bothersome fly. She scratched at her pillow, until the voice grew louder and more urgent, before reluctantly opening one eye. It took her a long time to clearly see the person kneeling outside the gauze curtains.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you're finally awake! If you hadn't woken up, our lives would have been in danger! Please, Your Majesty, save us! Please, Your Majesty, save us!" The palace maids and eunuchs kneeling under the bed kowtowed heavily, some even with tears streaming down their faces.

Mingruo, who had just sat up, was slightly dazed by the address of "Your Majesty," and for a moment forgot where she was. It wasn't until she heard another chorus of kowtows and cries for help from the bedside that she came to her senses: "...What happened? Why are you kneeling here? What do you mean, 'save us'? Who wants to kill you?" Clutching the brocade quilt to her chest, Mingruo rubbed her throbbing forehead and asked vaguely.

As if their lives would be saved if she answered, the head eunuch replied in a high-pitched, tearful voice, "Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress, along with Consort De, Consort Xian, Consort Duan, and other consorts, are outside the palace!"

...The Empress?!

Mingruo was startled, a sudden shock washing over her, and she panicked instantly: "...What are they doing here?"

"They say they want to see the Emperor's new concubine, and...and you should have gone to pay your respects to the Empress this morning, so...so..."

"I understand," Mingruo replied, knowing the Empress had come with people to cause her trouble, probably because she hadn't paid her respects. Her thick, dark eyebrows furrowed slowly. "You may all leave now. I'll change and go."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After everyone had left, Mingruo stretched her legs off the bed. As soon as they touched the ground, she felt a weakness and soreness between her legs, as if something warm and soft was flowing down. Her face paled, and she slumped back onto the bed, her slender white legs spread apart, her purple eyes staring blankly as a milky white liquid flowed from between her legs, staining the snow-white sheets.

It was something her father had left behind last night.

Mingruo then recalled that after their first time making love last night, her father had carried her to wash her body, but for the subsequent times he wanted her, he not only didn't wash her again, but he also didn't withdraw. In fact, while she was half asleep, he was still thrusting inside her, as if he would never tire.

With such an intimate substance flowing out, Mingruo blushed deeply. She sat on the bed and looked around, seeing clean water and a cloth on the bedside table. She forced herself to move over, enduring her discomfort and awkwardness, and slowly wiped between her legs with the damp cloth. The milky white liquid hadn't been inside her for long; it was still thick and cloudy, immediately spreading on the cloth. Embarrassed, Mingruo didn't dare look, so she bit her lip and wiped slowly. Finally finished wiping, she grabbed Emperor Xuli's undergarment from the bedside table and draped it over herself, then went to the shelf by the screen to get her own clothes.

This was a very beautiful palace dress, delicate and soft to the touch, embroidered with blooming peach blossoms, and in the simple, elegant color that Mingruo loved most. She knew it must have been prepared for her by Emperor Xuli, but she didn't know what kind of fabric it was. It was different from the clothes she had worn or seen in the palace before, though it was very similar to Emperor Xuli's dragon robe. Could it be... the snow silk brocade that only her father could use?

Thinking this, she put on the dress. Although the palace dress looked elaborate, it was actually light and thin, and Mingruo didn't even feel cold. She fastened her belt, draped a shawl over her shoulders, and put on her exquisite embroidered shoes. Her lotus feet almost gave way as soon as they touched the ground; she didn't have enough strength to walk on her own yet.

Just as Mingruo managed to stand up and walk to the outer room, the Empress and the other concubines entered. Although each of them was elegant and graceful, Mingruo could clearly see anger and jealousy hidden in their eyes. She had lived in this deep palace for seventeen years. Although she hadn't experienced any major storms, she had seen countless concubines and palace maids. Their eyes were all like this, slightly cloudy, even the most beautiful eyes were tainted with dust.

Today they were united in coming to cause her trouble; who dared say they wouldn't cause trouble for each other in the future? The powerful ladies of the harem outwardly addressed each other as sisters, but privately they tirelessly sabotaged each other—even though none of them could get the man they all desired.

So how could they possibly let Mingruo, who had gained unprecedented favor from Emperor Xuli, go unpunished?

"Your Majesty the Empress, Consort Duan—" Mingruo respectfully bowed to the Empress, but was interrupted before she could finish calling out to Consort Duan, "Consort Ming, there's no need for such formalities. Aside from our age when we entered the palace, we sisters are all a bit older than you, but in terms of titles and status, we all pale in comparison! Apart from Your Majesty the Empress, who here would dare not greet Consort Ming? It was my oversight. Long live Consort Ming—" Consort Duan's barbed words made Mingruo's brows furrow even more. Since Consort Duan didn't require respect, there was no need for further words.

Seeing that Mingruo actually accepted her bow, Consort Duan's expression immediately changed.

Chapter 86, Scheming (Part 2)

The Empress naturally ignored Consort Duan's emotions. She simply gazed thoughtfully at Mingruo for a long time before saying, "It is said that the Emperor's new concubine is a beauty of unparalleled grace, possessing a face that could shame the moon and flowers. Indeed, it is true. Seeing her today, I finally believe that there truly is such an extraordinary beauty as you, sister."

Mingruo felt goosebumps all over from the Empress's gaze, but she still forced herself to remain calm and smiled slightly, then replied lightly yet politely, "Your Majesty flatters me. Zhuohua is merely of humble appearance; how can she compare to Your Majesty's noble and graceful demeanor?"

The Empress's expression softened at the flattery, and she stepped forward to take Mingruo's hand in her own, gently stroking it like a loving elder. But Mingruo knew very well how much malice lay hidden beneath this gentleness. If the Empress wasn't so cunning, how could she have controlled the harem for so many years without allowing others to seize power? Mingruo knew all too well that the smile on her face now could turn into deadly poison the next moment, so she had to be careful in everything she did to survive. "Zhuohua, Zhuohua... what a beautiful name. 'Peach blossoms are in full bloom, their beauty is dazzling.' I'm sure the Emperor also admires your peach-blossom-like beauty and captivating charm. In the future, we should serve the Emperor well together. You are young and delicate, so you must take good care of the Emperor's health. Don't indulge him just because he wants something; that wouldn't be good."

This seemingly well-intentioned advice ignited a glint of purple in Mingruo's eyes. When it came to understanding Emperor Xuli, no one else in the world could match her. The Empress's words sounded like they were for Emperor Xuli's good, generous and without a trace of pettiness, but Mingruo knew very well that with Emperor Xuli's personality, he wouldn't accept a refusal. What he wanted, you had to give; of course, you didn't have to, provided you had the ability to refuse.

Besides, she had spent seventeen years in the palace. Even at her worst, she knew the character of these concubines. From childhood, she had always kept her distance from the Empress, simply because she feared the Empress would discover the truth she was hiding. Now she no longer needed to hide, but the urge to hide whenever she saw the Empress hadn't disappeared. "...Zhuohua understands, thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty."

"It's best that you understand. The Emperor truly dotes on you, even allowing you to live with him in this Panlong Palace. You know, even I am not allowed to enter without being summoned." The Empress smiled, patted Mingruo's hand, released it, stood up, and walked around the hall. Mingruo also stood up, but did not follow behind the Empress. She simply stood still, watching the Empress lead the group of concubines around and back. Her dark eyes blinked and then lowered—after her persistent pleas, Emperor Xuli finally agreed to let her continue taking the medicine that changed her eye color, of course, on the premise that it would not cause any harm to her body. The

previously ignored Consort Duan, unwilling to be left out, spoke again. She was still resentful about Mingruo having received a bow from her earlier, saying how regrettable it would be if people didn't have brains. “My dear sister,” said Consort Duan, “you’ve only been in the palace for a short time. If you always stay with the Emperor, it will cause gossip. You know, those senior ministers in the court are all incredibly stubborn and difficult to deal with. Take my advice: get the Emperor to give you your own private palace as soon as possible. That way, it will be easier for you to greet us sisters, and if the Emperor wants to choose a concubine, it won’t make you feel bad.”

Consort Duan, addressing her as “elder sister” repeatedly, was indeed putting on airs, relying on her family background and seniority in the palace to act like an elder.

Mingruo pursed her lips and said softly, “Thank you for your advice, Your Highness. I will remember it.”

“That’s good. I also heard what the Empress said earlier. Don’t let the Emperor become too obsessed with beauty; he should prioritize state affairs.” The implication was that she was the source of the Emperor’s troubles, and shouldn’t cling to him all the time.

"...Yes."

Just as everyone was about to speak again, a clear, cold voice rang out: "What's the wind blowing today? Why is Panlong Palace so lively? Is everyone here to see my beloved concubine?"

Mingruo heard the voice suddenly approach, and then the next moment she was pulled into an embrace filled with the fragrance of white datura flowers. She looked up and just as she uttered "Father—" she suddenly changed her words: "Your Majesty, why have you returned?"

Emperor Xuli lowered his head and gently rubbed her little nose with undisguised affection. "I came back as soon as I heard you were awake. Otherwise, how could I have witnessed such a wonderful scene?" As he said the last sentence, he also glanced meaningfully at the Empress and the concubines standing beside him. "How come I didn't know that Panlong Palace had become a place you could come and go as you pleased?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down!!" Even though they didn't understand his thoughts, the concubines all knew Emperor Xuli's unpredictable temper, and they hurriedly knelt down one after another. It was the Empress who spoke first. She prostrated herself on the ground, the golden hairpin in her hair trembling violently. Mingruo unconsciously took a small step back. It was true that the Empress was kneeling towards Emperor Xuli, but she was still in Emperor Xuli's arms, which meant that she had also accepted this courtesy! "Please, Your Majesty, hear what I have to say—"

Emperor Xuli interrupted her: "Speak." He didn't like to hear nonsense.

"...Yes." The Empress glanced at Mingruo with resentment and lowered her head again, this time not daring to raise her head again. "It is truly unreasonable for Your Majesty to bring my sister into Panlong Palace—"

"Are you trying to reason with me?" Emperor Xu Li curled his lips slightly, his handsome face lazily looking down at the woman kneeling before him. "Is the Empress tired of sitting on her throne?"

Hearing this, the Empress was startled and hurriedly began to kowtow vigorously: "Your Majesty, I dare not, I dare not! Please forgive me, Your Majesty! I was unintentional! I only wanted to see if my sister needed any help. I had no intention of offending her. Please, Your Majesty, understand!" She was extremely guilty, her eyes not daring to move at all. She knelt there stiffly, her teeth chattering with fear.

Heaven had mercy on her; she loved the most noble man in the world, loved him to the point that she was willing to give up her own life and her family. But this could not stop her from fearing him. With just a glance or a slight curve from him, she was terrified to the point that she could hardly believe it herself.

She didn't think such a lame excuse could fool Emperor Xuli, but strangely, he actually believed it! He grunted and said, "I'll believe you this time. From now on, no one is allowed to enter Panlong Palace without permission. Otherwise—at best, they'll be stripped of their titles and banished to the Cold Palace; at worst, they'll be given a cup of poison and their entire family will be exterminated!"

The concubines present couldn't help but shiver. One by one, they kowtowed and left in a sorry state. The Empress also left after giving Mingruo a meaningful look. In an instant, the entire palace was completely empty, leaving only a few palace maids, Emperor Xuli, and Mingruo.

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