[Fantasy] Ye Qingquan

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During the Tianbao era of the Tang Dynasty, in Qingyuan County, Shaanxi Prefecture, there lived a man named Ye Qingquan. One day, someone brought him a letter addressed to "Ye Qingquan." He opened it.

The letter was from a mother to her son: "

I heard you are in Shaanxi, but I haven't received a letter from you for years, and I worry about you greatly. I am growing old and miss you every day. Your wife is virtuous and filial, working tirelessly for the household. Now our family is in dire financial straits; if your wife doesn't remarry, we will both starve to death. But your wife can't bear to remarry, and I can't bear to let her go either.

So I'm writing this letter to you; please give it to the original sender. Your wife's fate depends on your letter."

Ye Qingquan immediately knew the letter was misdelivered. His mother had died many years ago, and he himself was unmarried; where would he get a wife?

It seemed the letter was meant for another person with the same name, "Ye Qingquan," and had been mistakenly delivered to him.

Since the letter wasn't for him, he could have simply ignored it. However, the desperate plight described in the letter filled him with great sympathy.

"It seems Ye Qingquan's situation is also dire," he thought. "otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped sending money home for years. If I continue to neglect him, his mother and daughter-in-law will likely starve." So, Ye Qingquan took twenty taels of silver and sent the messenger back, also writing a letter in his son's voice. The messenger was merely a passing merchant; he didn't recognize "Ye Qingquan" at all. He took the letter and silver and returned home.

Ye Qingquan felt gratified for doing a good deed, but busy with official duties, he quickly forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, two months later, the messenger brought another letter from his elderly mother!

The messenger said, "We are all very happy that you have become the magistrate of Qingmao County. Before, because you were not yet independent, we were afraid of burdening you, so we endured hunger in our hometown." "Now that you are a county magistrate, your income must be quite good. My wife and I are all alone in our hometown, and we really want to come and rely on you." Ye Qingquan was startled when he read the letter. If the two women traveled all the way to Shaanxi, it would be a big deal.

So, he quickly wrote a letter, still pretending to be his son, saying that he was too busy with official duties to bring them to Shaanxi, and asked his mother for forgiveness, etc. He quickly sent someone to take it back, and also sealed forty taels of silver to send with the letter.

After the letter was taken away, Ye Qingquan was uneasy. His mother must be very sad to see that her unfilial son had written back refusing to let her and his wife come to visit.

"Alas, I had no choice," he comforted himself. "If the old lady and that daughter-in-law really come here and find out that there is an imposter son, their disappointment and pain will be even more intense..." Thinking of this, Ye Qingquan gradually calmed down, and the heavy workload made him forget about the matter again.

One day, Ye Qingquan was reviewing official documents at the county office when a constable suddenly rushed in.

"Congratulations, sir!"

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingquan was bewildered.

"Madam and the old lady have arrived!"

"What?" Ye Qingquan was taken aback.

"Your wife and mother have arrived!"

"They've arrived? Where?"

"Right outside the office!"

Ye Qingquan slumped into his seat.

It seemed that the mother and wife he had impersonated had ignored his letter of warning and come rashly! "Since they've already come to the door, I can't just send them back," Ye Qingquan thought, scratching his head. "I can't hide and refuse to see them either!" With that thought, he could only instruct the constable, "Please come in!"

Soon after, the constable led in an old woman and a young woman.

Ye Qingquan stood up and went to greet them, preparing to reveal the truth and apologize... Unexpectedly, just as Xu reached the old woman, she suddenly embraced him and burst into tears.

"My son!"

Ye Qingquan was caught off guard. Upon closer inspection, he realized the old woman was blind; no wonder she mistook him for her own son.

Thinking this, Ye Qingquan turned to look at the young man, thinking, "She's not blind; of course she can see I'm not her husband." Ye Qingquan looked at the young woman, about to speak, when unexpectedly, she also embraced him and burst into tears.

"My husband!"

Ye Qingquan was completely stunned...

"What's going on? I clearly don't know them. The old woman is blind, which is understandable. This young woman has perfectly good eyesight; she can clearly see me. How could she mistake me?" He really wanted to ask for clarification, but there were many constables in the main hall, making it inconvenient to question them immediately. He could only take them to the back hall first.

The county government building had many rooms and was fully equipped.

Upon hearing that the county magistrate's wife and mother had arrived, the servants and maids all fawned over him, quickly cleaning two tidy rooms.

The cook also hurriedly lit a fire and prepared a delicious dinner to entertain them.

Only three people ate: Ye Qingquan, the old woman, and the young woman.

He thought this was a good opportunity and was about to speak when the old woman treated him as her real son, and the young woman as her real husband. The two women chattered happily and affectionately, leaving Ye Qingquan no chance to reveal the truth.

"Perhaps the young woman is afraid of hurting the old woman's feelings, so she deliberately pretends to be telling the truth to cover it up," Ye Qingquan thought, finding this increasingly plausible. He didn't expose the truth, simply agreeing with the young woman.

After dinner, the young woman settled the old woman into her room to rest.

"I'm not the young woman's husband, so of course she won't share a room with me."

Unexpectedly, after settling her mother-in-law to sleep, the young woman pushed open Ye Qingquan's bedroom door and casually walked in.

"Perhaps she's here to explain the whole story to me." Ye Qingquan stood up, waiting for the young woman to speak.

Unexpectedly, the woman didn't even glance at him, walked to the bedside, and casually said, "My lord, it's late, please go to bed and rest." Hearing this, Ye Qingquan was dumbfounded!

"What's going on? This young woman isn't blind, why does she mistake me for her husband?" He was about to ask, but before he could speak, the woman had already loosened her sash and taken off her embroidered dress. The woman's fair and flawless body was exposed, like a lotus emerging from the water. Ye Qingquan was captivated by this fairy-like body; he stared blankly, completely like a puppet… The woman extended her white, sharp fingers and slowly reached towards Ye Qingquan's body, gently touching him… Ye Qingquan trembled as if electrocuted!

The young woman's rosy lips, like blooming roses, were slightly parted, exuding a fragrant aroma… Ye Qingquan watched as those two red lips approached him, closer and closer, as if to devour him… The young woman's eyes darted around, filled with a seductive and provocative look, captivating him… Her slender fingers roamed over Ye Qingquan's body, and before he knew it, his clothes fell to the ground like leaves, revealing his dark, rough, hairy body… The young woman's white, tender breasts were pert and pointed, her purplish-red nipples like two grapes… The grapes eagerly offered themselves to Ye Qingquan's lips…

The grapes teasingly brushed against his dry lips…

An unprecedentedly strong temptation caused Qingquan to suddenly open his mouth wide and take the grapes in!

He greedily sucked…

The young woman's breathing quickened, releasing seductive gasps from her orifices... Ye Qianquan's breathing unconsciously followed hers, becoming increasingly labored and rapid... The rhythm of her breathing also stirred his blood, making it more and more intense and rapid... The young woman's slender fingers continued to roam over his body, moving lower and lower, with increasing force... Ye Qianquan discovered that a wooden stick had suddenly appeared on his body, like the gavel he used in court.

The young woman's ten fingers gripped the wooden stick, skillfully manipulating it...

sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes pressing down with all ten fingers, sometimes flicking with a single finger, sometimes stroking back and forth, sometimes gently stroking left and right, sometimes moving up and down, sometimes kneading the head and tail... "Ah...ah...I...want!"

Ye Qingquan couldn't help but let out a low growl, his whole body trembling, as if trying to suppress the surging tide within him... The young woman felt the movement of the wooden stick in her hand, and she immediately stopped moving, lying seductively on the bed... Ye Qingquan was now burning hot, his lust reaching his eyes. Where he looked up, every inch of the young woman's tender flesh exuded feminine allure, driving him mad.

He suddenly straddled the young woman's body, erecting his long, hard rod... "Ah! My lord!..." the young woman cried out, "Come on! I've been waiting for you for so many years, hurry up and fuck me to death!" Ye Qingquan roared, swinging the rod downwards!

"Ah! So good!" The young woman's moans grew louder. "Harder! Harder!" Ye Qingquan felt as if he had encountered an incredibly lewd prostitute. As soon as the wooden stick entered, it was tightly surrounded by tender flesh... "You filthy bitch, you're squeezing me so tight!"

"Good husband, I'm breaking down!" The young woman deliberately cried out, "You're too strong... I surrender... Please don't go any further... I beg you... no... no... Ah!... This is going to kill me!" The young woman's moans only further fueled Ye Qingquan's desire! The fire burned ever brighter, ever more fiercely… His eyes were bloodshot, a fierce glint in them, as he ravaged and ravaged relentlessly… “I’m dead!” The young woman’s lewd screams shook the roof tiles. “I… am… being… fucked to death… by… my own husband… have mercy…” Ye Qingquan’s blood, condensed into molten lava by the lewd scene, burst forth… He roared wildly, brandishing the wooden stick, thrusting and pounding relentlessly… “Ah!… I’m… finished too!…”

The two finally collapsed, exhausted, unable to move.

But Ye Qingquan’s doubts remained. “If this young woman is only lacking sex because she hasn’t had a husband for many years, she’s already satisfied, there’s no need for her to continue this act.” To his surprise, the young woman simply said gently, “My lord, rest early.” Then she embraced him and watched him fall asleep.

The next morning, the young woman got up early to serve her mother-in-law and Ye Qingquan, acting like a perfect wife and daughter-in-law, without a single doubt that Ye Qingquan was a fake husband.

One day passed, two days passed… seven days passed… a month passed! The young woman did housework during the day and had sex with him at night, seemingly without a care in the world, as if nothing was wrong.

Ye Qingquan pondered this over and over, finally arriving at the only explanation: "Perhaps, I not only share the same name as her husband, but we also look exactly alike, so she's mistaken." However, he was now captivated by the young woman's skills in bed, so he went along with it and became her husband.

Three years later, the blind old woman passed away.

The young woman suddenly revealed the truth to Ye Qingquan:

"My ex-husband, Ye Qingquan, was a businessman. He died of illness in Zhejiang ten years ago. I was afraid my mother-in-law would be heartbroken, so I lied to her and said her son was an official in Shaanxi. I never expected that there really was a Ye Qingquan in Shaanxi. My mother-in-law asked around and finally found out that you were in Qingyuan County, so she asked someone to deliver a message. Coincidentally, you took pity on her and impersonated her son to reply to the letter, making it seem even more real. My mother-in-law was overjoyed and insisted on coming to Qingyuan County to find you. I couldn't dissuade her, so I had to come with her..." "Since that's the case, you can tell me the truth when you come." "!" The young woman smiled and said, "You're a gentleman. If I tell you the truth, you definitely won't dare touch me, much less sleep with me. I'll pretend to have mistaken you for someone else and insist that you're my real husband. You'll feel that the whole thing is confusing and there's an opportunity. That's how men are. Then I'll use my skills in bed to seduce you. You'll crave sex and definitely won't expose me, so we can live together. Originally, I was a widow. If I remarried, my reputation would be ruined, and what magistrate would dare marry me? But by using this trick, I've become the real magistrate's wife!"

A commoner's reflection: A good daughter, out of filial piety, conceals the truth from both sides, turning a mistake into a happy marriage.

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