[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - 6

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Chapter 27. The Golden Branches and the Beauty:

The moon shines brightly over the ends of the earth, the sea is still.

A full moon hangs high in the night sky, clear and pure.

I sit at one table with my father, the emperor, and Chang Kongyu. The other five tables are occupied by other generals.

In these three months, under the name Bai Shu, I not only developed a good relationship with the emperor, but also gained the favor of my father and Chang Kongyu during an unintentional discussion of the successes and failures of heroes throughout history (actually, this was just because I had watched too many TV dramas in my previous life and imitated some viewpoints corresponding to historical figures of this era). I must say this was an unexpected gain.

I explained my strategic plan, and everyone at the banquet, except for Xiahou Xiao, my father, and Chang Kongyu, whose expressions remained unchanged, changed color.

Because I was wearing a purple veil hat, only I could see other people's faces clearly, but others could not see mine. Therefore, I could freely and boldly observe the people I wanted to observe.

At this moment, an impatient general stood up. "Your Majesty, this humble general disagrees with Mr. Bai's strategy. Since ancient times, only defeated armies abandon cities. How can we abandon cities voluntarily? Heads may be severed, blood may flow, but cities must never be abandoned!"

Because someone had taken the lead, one group of generals after another stood up. Finally, all the generals except for myself, my father, Xiahou Xiao, and Chang Kongyu stood up.

"What does Minister Bai think?" Xiahou Xiao whispered in my ear.

"The nation prospers; the generals are virtuous. These soldiers are all iron-willed men, whom I admire greatly. However, if they do not know how to win through tactical maneuvering and only know how to fight to the death, then the result will only be more sacrifice than gain," I said respectfully.

He smiled slightly and looked straight at me, his gaze lingering on my small face covered by a purple hat for a while before he turned away.

The evening wind grew stronger, making everyone's robes flutter. A hush fell over the air. The emperor remained silent, and no one dared to speak again.

I glanced at Xiahou Xiao, who was still sitting quietly, slowly sipping his bamboo-green wine, his eyes fixed on the moonlit river. I wondered what he was gazing at, or perhaps plotting something. Xiahou Xiao was a man of deep thoughts, increasingly unfathomable the more you looked at him.

After the generals stood with their fists clasped, heads bowed, and backs bent for about half an hour, my father finally stretched and whispered in Xiahou Xiao's ear, "Bai Shu is usually very close to the emperor. He probably already discussed this strategy with the emperor, didn't he?" My father's implication was that 'without Your Majesty's permission, Bai Shu would never have dared to propose this strategy in front of all the generals.'

"Nothing can be hidden from Qingxiao after all," Xiahou Xiao smiled pleasingly. He was quite pleased with Baili Qing's joke about 'Bai Shu being very close to the emperor.'

Having spent many years with Xiahou Xiao, and possessing an exceptionally shrewd mind, Baili Qingxiao could easily see that Xiahou Xiao was now cultivating another person to rival him. An emperor, after all, is a ruthless and ambitious ruler; he wouldn't abandon his vigilance against anyone because of past favors.

The young man before him seemed to possess an aura that could obliterate an army with a mere flick of the wrist.

—He himself was astonished by such a strategy, let alone Xiahou Xiao, the emperor. His silence for half an hour, without uttering a single word, was surely intended to use him to help this young man gain the hearts and minds of the army.

Having received the emperor's secret order, Baili Qingxiao slowly rose from his chair. The night wind was strong, and his flowing white skirt, draped freely behind him like satin, billowed in the air, pristine and like a blooming lotus. "Abandoning the cities may seem absurd, but upon closer examination, it's ingenious."

His sleeves fluttered as he moved calmly among the neatly arranged generals. "On land, we've been fighting Fengyu's army for over a year, but recently we've become increasingly exhausted. This isn't a long-term solution. If we abandon the three cities, we'll change the battlefield,

and the situation will be completely different. The people of Xuanyuan are mostly afraid of water, while almost every man in our army loves it. More importantly, some of Fengyu's formations won't work on the water..." Although Father was mimicking what I had just said, the tone was vastly different. I gave the impression that the outcome was uncertain, while Father's words conveyed a sense of certain victory. The same words spoken by different people yielded different results.

The disagreements vanished because of Father's words.

I quietly watched Father's white sleeves billow freely in the air, like a blooming white lotus—pure and untouched by dust.

In an instant, I was captivated by my father's brilliance, feeling his voice gradually fade into the air…

Some powerful ministers don't understand the principle that water overflows when full, and things reach their extremes and then reverse, but how wise is my father? Even I understand this principle, how could he not?

It's clear that this 'power over the court' wasn't something my father painstakingly cultivated, but rather a 'power over the court' willingly bestowed upon him by the people of the land.

If my father were a powerful magnet, attracting the world to follow his lead, that wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But I was alarmed to discover that this power, not cultivated with care, was even more intimidating! An emperor isn't a saint; he's no exception to worldly desires. That's why my father said his retirement was inevitable…

**

My gaze involuntarily turned to Chang Kongyu, whose eyes were closed, his fox-like face possessing an otherworldly, alluring beauty. It was as if everything around him was no longer relevant.

Arriving at the military camp, I learned that Chang Kongyu had been ill for three whole months because of my 'death,' only slightly improving after Xiahou Xiao and I arrived.

He sat as still as a stone, his silence terrifying; he was never like this before! Was it because of me? Was it because of my 'death' that he became such a walking corpse?

Chang Kongyu! Aren't you overreacting? It's just the death of a wife! A real man shouldn't worry about not having a wife! Don't you understand this principle?! Don't you understand?! How could you not understand…

My heart felt like it was being torn apart. Chang Kongyu, are you deliberately trying to make me die of heartache for you?

"Hmm…" I groaned in pain.

"Bai Shu, what's wrong?" Xiahou Xiao supported my body, which was bent over in pain.

"It's nothing, just my old ailment acting up again." When I came to the military camp, I used my weak health as an excuse to avoid contact with many people. After all, I was pretending to be a man; if I interacted with too many people, I would inevitably give myself away.

"Then I'll send someone to take you back," Xiahou Xiao said.

I nodded. "Just help me into the cabin to rest."

My

suggestion, explained by my father, was unanimously agreed upon by the generals. Most strangely, no one raised any further objections, demonstrating just how terrifying my father's power was!

Under my father's secret arrangements, the people of the three cities, carrying food and clothing, moved by boat to the east bank of the Yu River. Meanwhile, the soldiers buried sharp iron weapons in the fortresses of the three cities, determined to kill tens of thousands of enemy soldiers!

Things were going smoothly, but I became worried: "If Fengwei doesn't rush to attack after occupying the city, but instead recuperates in the city and takes in the people of Xuanyuan, then once they take root in our cities, it will be very difficult for us to take those cities back."

Father laughed, "This plan was yours, so why are you the most uneasy when it comes to the leader?" Father paused, looking into the distance, and then said, "Don't worry, it will take a long time for Xuanyuan to take root in various places on the west bank, at most ten years, at least three or four years. Although Fengwei is very patient, he is still young and impetuous. He can't wait that long. Besides, the Guiyue Sect's strategy has always been 'speed is of the essence.' So Fengwei won't drag it out for long."

My admiration for my father grew stronger; he seemed to see through everything. I said shamefully, "I'm just a little clever, lacking any general's composure; I'm timid and hesitant in my actions." Although I possess knowledge now, it's all just theoretical; I don't even know if it's a suitable strategy for reality, so I'm always uncertain. "

Mr. Bai's plan is brilliant! People only know how to gain, not how to give up. How do they know that only through loss can one gain? In life, knowing how to let go leads to greater gains." My father smiled at me with an ethereal smile.

I could see it was a genuine smile from him, and I couldn't help but smile back. It seemed he valued me, Bai Shu's son…

"But the battle hasn't even started yet, and it's too early to talk about victory—"

"No, we will definitely win." My father calmly interrupted me.

**

After arriving at the east bank of the Yu River and arranging for the livelihood of the people brought from the west bank, my father and Xiahou Xiao kept me by their side, frequently asking me about strategies. **

Gu Chen and Han Yi secretly sent people to transport "fierce fire oil." Seeing this viscous, flammable, brownish-black liquid, my intuition told me it was petroleum from my past life.

Were Gu Chen and Han Yi sending this to express their feelings to me? I had a strange feeling, as if Gu Chen and Han Yi cared a lot about my thoughts…

Father excitedly sealed these things in wax-sealed bags and weighed them down with stones on the riverbed 300 meters from the east bank. Long, thick lines were tied to these stones. Was Father planning to use the oil to set the boats ablaze?

"Prime Minister, aren't you afraid the fierce fire oil will burn our army?" The river flows from north to south, not from east to west.

"Mr. Bai, don't you know that Gu Chen has a kind of 'knee' that can prevent fire? If we just apply those 'knees,' the boats won't catch fire."

"Is there such a thing?" I tilted my head.

"Yes," Father replied with a smile, "I think you're very much like my daughter at times."

"Prime Minister, you jest." I broke out in a cold sweat.

"I have something to tell you," Father said with a smile. "Come with me."

Father led me into a room, quickly removing the purple veil covering my face.

"Shu'er, is it really you?!" Father's eyes widened in surprise. "Didn't I ask Gu Chen and the others to send you back to the capital?"

"Father, I just wanted to stay and help you." I clenched my fists tightly.

"If it weren't for your voice changing to a man's, I would have suspected it was you long ago." Not only was her name 'Bai Shu,' but her mannerisms were also very similar to Shu'er's. It was only because her voice was male that he had been fooled for a while.

Later, he thought that Gu Chen and the others even had a drug to fake death, so how could they not have a voice-changing drug?

So he had been testing me these past few days, and today he finally confirmed it.

"I know you're worried about me and Chang Kongyu, but do you know how dangerous this battlefield is? What if something happens to you?..."

"Father, I'm fine now, aren't I?"

"You still dare to argue!" Father said angrily.

"Yes." I obediently lowered my head, my timely display of daughterly charm softening my father's heart and winning his affection.

Seeing my increasingly innocent face, my father couldn't bring himself to scold me. He could only sigh softly and say indulgently, "You... I really don't know what to do with you."

"Daddy~~" I tugged at my father's sleeve, pleading.

"You should leave now," my father said.

"Why should I leave now?" I widened my eyes.

"Silly daughter, can't you see the Emperor's gaze towards you is strange?"

"Isn't the Emperor... isn't he like that towards you too?"

"Shu'er, you're very smart, I know you understand what I mean. You, Gu Chen, and Han Yi should leave quickly." Otherwise, he feared that Shu'er wouldn't be able to leave later. Still relying on your own hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter.

"Father, do you want me to leave without saying goodbye? But I promised Lord Guiyue that I would return the crossbow to Guiyue Valley after the war."

"Father will send it," Father said.

"Father! You should know Xiahou—uh, the Emperor—if I leave now, he definitely won't let Father return the crossbow to Guiyue Valley," I said.

At this moment, Father didn't speak, only staring at me with worried eyes.

Seeing my father's concern for me, my heart warmed, and I smiled, "Father, don't worry. A few more days won't make a difference. Once the war is over, I can use the crossbow as bait to escape back to Ghost Valley."

"Father knows that Shu'er is clever and will have a plan to escape." My father's eyes held deep worry, "But I don't know why I can't help but feel uneasy."

"Father..." At this moment, my father was no longer the high and mighty Prime Minister Baili; he was simply my father...

**

As my father predicted, after waiting for three months, Fengwei finally crossed the river on a foggy night.

Fire.

A fire caused by oil ignited and burned the ships Fengwei had brought to attack the city...

Because they were on water, Fengwei's formation could not be set up.

Because our army was a hundred meters away, Fengwei's poison was ineffective against our army.

Because our army now possessed crossbows, five thousand crossbows fired in unison from nearly a hundred meters away. Even in the dense fog, our victory was assured…

The fire on the river burned for three days and three nights…

Feng Yu was shot into the river by Chang Kongyu with a crossbow bolt and disappeared without a trace…

Because of Feng Yu's disappearance, without his eerie formations and ghostly poison, Bai Nian seized the opportunity to attack Xuan Yuan. After three days and three nights, the fire on the river was quelled. Father led his troops westward, recaptured three cities, and then remained stationary.

Some generals believed that now was the best time to attack Xuan Yuan, but Father believed that Xuan Yuan's domestic politics were now clear, and the people of Xuan Yuan were brave. Our army had already been severely weakened in the battle with Feng Yu and was unable to fight again.

Xiahou Xiao listened to Father's advice and stopped the attack.

Later, Father told Xiahou Xiao that the reason Feng Yu attacked the city was because our army's strength was actually far inferior to Xuan Yuan's due to Feng Yu's interference. During the defense of the three cities, our army had already suffered defeats. Feng Wei's prowess alarmed my father. The main reason for Feng Wei's defeat was his arrogance; he believed himself to be invincible...

I was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. In a daze, I recalled the beauty mark between his brows, crimson like rouge. However, the ferocity in his eyes completely overshadowed the natural, unparalleled compassion within them. —A noble and elegant figure, yet brimming with an eerie quality.

He was too arrogant; he captured the enemy prime minister but didn't kill him, instead capturing his daughter and forcing them to commit adultery...

My father said this tactic was insidious. But I never thought so...

I always felt he was more cynical and misanthropic...

The waning moon hung like a ditch, stars dotted the night sky.

Deep within the palace, lanterns flickered in the corridors.

In the serene and solemn halls, the Jade Consort calmly flipped through a small booklet in her hand. Her dewy eyelashes fluttered gently, revealing an undeniable air of pitiful vulnerability.

"Whose concubine did His Majesty choose tonight?" A calm and serene voice sounded exceptionally clear and sweet in the grand palace.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the Emperor hasn't chosen any of the concubines' concubines for quite some time. He's been going directly to Consort Shu's palace." The old woman, dressed in a light red palace gown, stood to the Emperor's right, her hands clasped in front of her, head bowed, and spoke in a low voice.

The Emperor's slender fingers clenched tightly, and the silk handkerchief in her palm suddenly tore in two.

"Consort Shu was brought back by His Majesty from the battlefield. I heard that she deserves the greatest credit for defeating Xuan Yuan this time." The old woman's deep voice echoed in the quiet hall.

"Your Highness, although Consort Shu has rendered great service, in my humble opinion, she is most likely motivated by a desire to climb the social ladder. Otherwise, why would a delicate young girl shamelessly disguise herself as a man and go to the military camp?" Granny Hua paused slightly before continuing, "However, she does possess some skill and ability. Such a person's thoughts are undoubtedly unfathomable, Your Highness, you must be careful." She herself had rendered meritorious service on the battlefield; how could the simple-minded Consort Yu possibly be a match for her?

Consort Yu frowned, her dignity evident as she rebuked, "Precisely because of her deep scheming, I must be even more vigilant. How can I allow someone with ill intentions to remain by the Emperor's side? To endanger the country! To endanger the nation!"

To an ordinary person, this would not seem inappropriate, but Granny Hua was Consort Yu's confidante. She knew that no matter how righteous the Consort Yu's words were, they were merely driven by her own selfish motives. The Dowager Consort panicked, for the Emperor had never been so infatuated with any woman as he was today. Not even with the Dowager Consort herself. Women are all prone to comparison, and with this contrast, how could the Dowager Consort not feel a pang of envy?

The Dowager Consort was pure of heart. Years ago, due to family interests, she had no choice but to enter the palace and marry the late Emperor. With her stunning beauty and tranquil temperament, she naturally won the late Emperor's favor. However, the Dowager Consort's fate was unfortunate; less than a year later, the late Emperor passed away.

The Dowager Consort entered the palace at the age of fourteen, and even now, many years later, she was still only a twenty-year-old young woman…

What happened next, even the old nanny Hua couldn't say whether it was 'beauty that brings disaster' or 'beauty that brings misfortune.' Because of the Dowager Consort's unparalleled beauty and her gentle, charming temperament, she attracted the attention of the new Emperor.

Because of the Emperor's handsome and imposing appearance, the Dowager Consort's initial helplessness and sorrow gradually faded away in the Emperor's tender and affectionate words, leaving only sweetness and happiness.

But how could the simple-minded Consort Dowager understand the inherent flaws in men? They can't forget women they can't have, and will go to great lengths to obtain them. Once they have them, their greatest pleasure is conquering them. But once they've truly conquered them, they lose their initial interest. In their own words, they've "grown tired of it."

Granny Hua lowered her eyes, concealing the heartache in them, and advised, "Consort Dowager, don't take her to heart. I think the Emperor has probably never met a woman like her before. He's simply indulging in novelty, so it's understandable that he's favored her more. It will fade away eventually. After all, what man in this world is truly devoted? Especially not an emperor?" Granny Hua's words were both advice and a hint. She implied to the Consort Dowager that no man in this world is truly devoted. Aside from status and position, how could a man's devotion last?

But Granny Hua had never been married; how could she know that when a woman's heart is conquered by a man, she will demand his true love? No matter how clever a woman is, she cannot escape such a tragedy.

Losing favor is a minor matter; losing favor could mean death.

The Empress Dowager is favored by the Emperor; who in the harem wouldn't be envious?

When she is favored, with the Emperor's protection, no one dares to do anything to her. But if the Empress Dowager were to lose favor, the harem would be overflowing with wronged souls…

Thinking of this, Granny Hua's face paled. No, she couldn't let anything happen to the Empress Dowager. For the Empress Dowager's future, she had to come up with a plan!

Now, the Empress Dowager could only rely on her family. Thinking of this, Granny Hua's eyes lit up; she had an idea.

Suddenly, Granny Hua knelt on the ground. "Your Highness, this old servant has a request."

The Imperial Concubine Yu quickly rose and helped Granny Hua up, "Granny, what are you doing?! Get up and say what it is, please get up." This nanny, who had volunteered to accompany her into the palace, had doted on her since childhood; how could she let her kneel to speak?

"Thank you, Your Highness." Granny Hua rose with the Imperial Concubine Yu's help. "Your Highness, the triennial imperial concubine selection is approaching. Why not let Miss Jiu'er enter the palace? She is an exceptionally intelligent girl. With her intelligence, she will surely win the Emperor's favor." Aside from her pretty face, Miss Jiu'er was an exceptionally intelligent child. If she were chosen to enter the palace, her talent and beauty would surely rival that of Consort Shu.

"Jiu'er is a good child. How can I bear to let her life be ruined in this palace?" the Imperial Concubine Yu murmured. While this statement was partly driven by personal motives—for with Jiu'er's stunning beauty, she was certain to be favored upon entering the palace—she didn't want to create a formidable rival. Secondly, it was genuinely for her own good, as the palace had already ruined too many women's youths.

"Your Highness, please reconsider," the nanny knelt again. "For Your Highness's family, and for Your Highness's own sake, Your Highness must allow Miss Jiu'er to enter the palace."

"Nanny, please rise!" The Dowager Consort Yu was a shrewd woman; how could she not understand the nanny's intentions?

Although her family had tacitly accepted her relationship with the Emperor over the years, her status was awkward. Such a status prevented her from bearing the Emperor's children. For her family, having the Emperor's child was undoubtedly the best outcome.

Over the years, her family had refrained from proposing Jiu'er's entry into the palace out of consideration for her reputation, but given that Jiu'er was still unmarried at seventeen, her family was surely waiting for her to bring it up.

Well, it was better for her family to be favored than for someone else to gain favor.

The Dowager Consort sighed softly, stood up, and went to help Granny Hua again. "It's kind of you, Granny, to think of everything so thoroughly. This matter will be handled as you suggest." The Dowager Consort rarely used the title "This Palace" in front of Granny Hua. Granny

Hua wept with joy.

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Chapter 028. Hard Flesh Like Stone

The crescent moon hung in the sky, and the night was lit up with lights. The ink-painted pavilions near and far outside Chaofeng Palace were bathed in a faint glow. It was both dark and not dark.

Chaofeng Palace? He actually gave my palace such a name? I didn't consider his intentions, for my body and mind were already numb.

Chang Kongyu, was our love really so short-lived? Only half a year together, and we were separated. Just over a year, our fate was sealed, and we were left alone with only emptiness and regret.

I leaned quietly against the window, the dim light of the several lamps inside reflecting on the window screen, and the long palace lanterns outside stretched into the distance.

A palace maid in green stood behind me, curtsied, and whispered, "Your Highness, it's late and chilly, please go inside."

I turned around leisurely and saw her delicate, pink face, exceptionally lovely in the lamplight. I was taken aback; this palace was indeed teeming with beauties, even an ordinary palace maid was so exquisitely charming.

"What's your name?" I asked softly.

"Replying to Your Highness, this servant is Xiao Ye." She lowered her head humbly.

"Evergreen leaves...that's a good name." I nodded slightly, and with a slight lift of my left hand, she came over to support me and led me into the inner room.

I sat lightly on the couch, gazing around.

Outside the window, the dense foliage cast layered shadows on the sky-blue window screen, creating a dreamlike scene. I felt as if I were in a dream. I bit my finger hard, the pain piercing my flesh, and only then did I realize it was real. I had actually entered the palace.

That time, under the pretext of returning the weapons to Guiyue, I intended to escape, but I underestimated the emperor's obsession with me and ended up trapped in his pursuit.

I leaned against the couch, gazing at the roof beams. The future seemed uncertain, my heart filled with anxiety. How would I escape this time?

This ornate palace was unlike the outside world; escape would be even more difficult…

**

The chief eunuch, Lin Mingzhang, bowed and took the outer garment Xiahou Xiao had removed from his body. With a wave of his hand, the palace maids and eunuchs bowed and withdrew in unison.

Xiahou Xiao entered the inner room and saw her lying quietly on the plum blossom couch, her left hand elegantly placed on her head, her right hand loosely clenched into a small fist on her lower abdomen, languidly asleep with her eyes closed. Xiahou Xiao

was both amused and exasperated. This girl was truly different from ordinary people. Knowing he was coming, she dared to sleep so soundly; only Bai Shu in the whole world could do that.

He unconsciously slowed his pace, walking gently to her bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, his large hand softly stroking her long, black hair, as smooth as brocade. She was dressed in a pale white robe, the long sleeves draping down her forehead and her lower abdomen with her movements. She looked fresh and elegant, incomparably beautiful.

However, in her sleep, she seemed lost in thought, her brows slightly furrowed, her expression sorrowful, and a single, glistening tear glistening in the corner of her eye. Xiahou Xiao's face darkened. Was she really so unwilling to enter the palace? I

felt a hot breath near my ear, and I quickly opened my eyes in alarm.

I am a light sleeper, and I dared not truly sleep, for I had been too exhausted at night, and no amount of rest during the day could make up for it, so I had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

I quickly rose and bowed to the Emperor, "Shu'er greets Your Majesty. Shu'er was sleepy, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

I kowtowed, my black hair brushing past my shoulders, sliding to the ground, and landing on my slender fingers.

He grasped my hands tightly with his long, slender fingers, helping me to my feet. His face was like a painting in the candlelight, his chest exuding the scent of musk.

He supported my waist, and we sat facing each other on the bed. Reflecting the shadows of the trees outside the window, I slowly rose and knelt to help him remove his boots. A sigh escaped my lips; I had never taken off Chang Kongyu's shoes before, he always did it for me at night. Thinking of it now, tears welled in my eyes.

He was an emperor, yet possessed the robust physique of a general, clearly the result of rigorous training. How many emperors in this world possess such unparalleled literary and martial prowess and refined elegance? And he was among the best. To be born in the same dynasty as such an emperor, was it a blessing or a curse?

"Alright, I'll do it myself." In a flash, he lifted me and placed me on the bed, my eyes meeting his impatient, bright pupils.

His eyebrows were sharp as swords, his phoenix tails like blades. His perfectly sculpted features, like those of a deity, shimmered with the elegance of an ink painting in the candlelight, ethereal yet imposing, making him seem like a celestial being from the heavens.

His long, narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Am I handsome?"

I was startled, unable to react in time.

"Am I handsome?" he repeated, as if afraid I hadn't heard him clearly.

"Handsome..." So even the Emperor would ask such a question...

His slender fingers slowly caressed my cheek, gently tracing the delicate contours of my face.

He lowered his head, his lips moist with emotion, showering my cheeks, neck, and exposed collarbone with countless tender kisses, like spring rain.

Suddenly, he flipped his wide sleeve, one hand cradling my head, the other gripping my chin, turning me to face him, meeting his slightly chilling, dark eyes. His left thumb casually stroked my lower lip. "Why were you crying just now?" I

was startled; it turned out that even in dreams, one couldn't just shed tears.

"It's just that the thought of having to stay in this palace from now on made me a little sad." I couldn't lie entirely; I had to blend truth and falsehood to make it believable.

The chill in his eyes instantly vanished, a faint smile playing on his lips. "From now on, I'll be with you; you won't be lonely." With her by his side, he wouldn't be lonely either.

With him by my side? I didn't care. Besides, how could an emperor spend his life with only one woman? I lowered my eyes to hide my disrespect, softly saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Silly girl, what's with all the thanks between husband and wife?" He affectionately stroked my cheek.

Husband and wife? If they were husband and wife, they should be respectful and harmonious. I just knelt before him; can this kind of relationship be considered husband and wife? Besides, the only husband I truly acknowledge in my heart is Chang Kongyu.

His large hand reached inside my clothes, cupping my breasts and gently caressing them as if playing with a fine piece of jade. He couldn't put his hand down, lingering on them. Finally, unable to resist, he lowered his head and, through my clothes, took my round nipple into his mouth. I tilted my head back and let out a soft moan.

Because of his affection, even though he had seen countless women, he couldn't resist her alluring moan.

He forcefully pulled me into his embrace from the side, his long fingers brushing my dark hair behind my back. He then completely opened my clothes, tore off my pale green bodice, and grasped my trembling breasts, gently squeezing, kneading, pinching, and twisting them. His fingers flicked back, swift as the wind and lightning, making a plucking motion on my breasts.

"Do you know what tune I just played on your breasts?" He breathed warmly into my ear.

I shook my head and turned to look at him.

He smiled, a smile of captivating charm, "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate."

I didn't know much about music in this world; it turned out there was such a tune as "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate" here, which surprised me. But this version of "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate" was definitely different from the one I knew.

Suddenly, the world spun around. He held me and spun me around, my head on the bed, my legs held in his arms.

"Your Majesty..." I called out in surprise.

"Shh, don't speak." It was rare for an emperor to have such tender moments.

He clumsily removed my shoes, then my white socks, and then my underpants. The wide sleeves of his black robe brushed against my naked skin, causing me to tremble slightly. In

a moment, I was lying naked beneath him.

Under the black robe, his erect penis stood tall, creating a large tent under the hem.

He was impatient, unable to wait to remove all his clothes, so he tore off his robe and trousers, his flesh piercing me deeply. In an instant, the world spun, and darkness enveloped me.

"Ah..." He was too big, and the pain overwhelmed me. There must be no woman's vagina in this world that could safely bear such a large size.

In a daze, I heard his wild, beastly sighs of satisfaction in my ear again. -- Continuous and long, completely satisfied.

"Don't, don't move... don't move..." My throat felt like it was being choked, and even my pleas for mercy were painfully uttered. My fingernails dug into his firm muscles on his back, and I pulled my hips back forcefully. Pulling back again and again. His hard flesh also twitched and pulled in my passage.

"Don't retreat!" Xiahou Xiao grabbed my slender waist tightly as I kept retreating, his lips close to my ear as he breathed heavily, "If you're not afraid of being fucked to death, then keep retreating!"

I looked up sharply, staring at him in astonishment. Is this something an emperor should say?

But all I saw was a bloodshot eye; his once clear black and white eyes were now consumed by a burning desire.

Pain! Pain! Pain! The pain of my lower body being stretched into a large circle was unbearable.

Tears slowly trickled down my cheeks, only to be gently caught by his lips before reaching my temples, sliding into his mouth and disappearing between his lips.

A low, hoarse voice whispered comforting words in my ear, "I am indeed too big for you. But even children can be born here, so mine shouldn't be too difficult for it."

"Ah... even babies can be born there, but don't you see how much pain women experience during childbirth..." My anus feels like there's a small child inside me.

"Ah..." I try to push it out, but it just keeps pushing further in.

"Does it feel like you're about to give birth?" Xiahou Xiao ruffled my hair and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm?!" I was in too much pain to answer, so I just groaned and mumbled something.

He opened his eyes wide, paused, and to him, my 'hmm' meant 'yes.' "Well, that's hard on you, Shu'er. Consider this a practice session for childbirth, so you won't be at a loss when it's your turn."

I stared in horror. You can practice childbirth? And you're practicing childbirth every single night?

It's so tight, so tight that I can count the throbbing veins on the shaft inside me...

The veins are throbbing violently, shaking, shaking... It keeps shaking. The friction sent shivers down my skin, like tiny ants crawling on

my skin, causing a ticklish sensation. The tender flesh inside trembled and trembled. Gradually, a warm, moist sensation began to secrete.

With the arrival of fluid came discomfort. Because the entire shaft was still, only the restless tendons trembled incessantly. This made my tender flesh very itchy, and gradually, a feeling of emptiness followed, an endless, boundless emptiness.

"Mmm..." A broken moan escaped my lips.

"Shu'er, you're leaking fluid, so much fluid..."

"Ugh, ah..." I groaned, tilting my head back.

"Is it very painful?"

"Mmm..."

"Does it still hurt like you're giving birth?"

He still had the mind to joke at a time like this? My eyes were filled with tears; I knew I had to rely on myself...

The thick, hard shaft was like a stone baked by the June sun, pressing against my opening, burning me and hurting me with its hardness.

My hands moved from his shoulders to his waist, gripping it, and I lifted my hips slightly, pressing against him so his member could rub against me...

I gasped for breath, I was on the bottom, he was on top. I needed to use his penis, so I had to lift him up. But I couldn't even lift half a sack of rice, how could I possibly lift such a massive thing?

Finally, I cried softly, but he chuckled softly.

"The girl is willing to be loved, but her strength is as small as an ant. Tsk! The girl is so pitiful~" He pinched my nose, "Beg me, beg me, and I will make you happy... very happy..."

"Beg me... " "Beg me

for what?" "Beg me to

move ..." "

Where to move?" "There..." " Where is 'there'?" " You know the

answer..." " You didn't explain clearly..." In the end, he still had the upper hand. "Move your penis... " "Heh!" Xiahou Xiao laughed, "'Pencil' is a good word. But, Shu'er, you should be able to think of a better word..." I was so itchy I was about to die... Didn't he want it? Men are so patient. Fine, let them say it. Anyway, words spoken in bed are forgotten afterward. "A penis?" I asked softly. "Hmm, that's a good word. What else?" His breath warmed my neck. "A penis..." I closed my eyes. So be it. "Hmm, what else?" He pinched my nipple hard. "A penis..." How could I face anyone after this? "What else?" He lowered his head and took my other nipple into his mouth, biting and chewing between his teeth. "I don't know... ah... um..." I tilted my head back, braced my elbows on the bed, and arched my back, letting his glans penetrate deeper. When his glans was embedded in my cervix, I gritted my teeth and twisted my hips forcefully, twisting left and right. If you won't move, then let's fight to the death. "Hiss—ah—hiss—Shu'er, no—hiss—ah, ah—no, no...Shu'er, I'll move...hiss..." Xiahou Xiao gasped repeatedly. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and onto his eyelashes, glistening. "Shu'er, I'm going to start fucking you..." Xiahou Xiao retaliated by whispering lewd words in my ear. I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. If I hadn't personally experienced this kind of torment, who would know that the majestic emperor in public could be so depraved? As I trembled, Xiahou Xiao slowly withdrew his penis, then inch by inch, he pushed it back into my vagina. "Mmm... mmm... ooh... ugh, ugh..." "What's wrong?" Xiahou Xiao asked me in a hoarse voice. "My chest feels so tight... hah... hah... I'm almost... almost unable to breathe... ah..." "Good girl! Shu'er, don't be too greedy and straighten your body... relax... yes... like that... inhale... yes... breathe again... hiss— ah— don't squeeze me too hard—" Xiahou Xiao touched his chest and chuckled. He hadn't even started yet, and she was already 'almost unable to breathe'. It was all his fault for pushing her too hard earlier. "Hmm..." Seeing that I had relaxed, Xiahou Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to rotate and drill as he deeply inserted his entire glans into my narrow uterus. "Ugh, um..." The tender flesh inside my body seemed to go crazy, tightly enveloping Xiahou Xiao's glans, then twisting, biting, kneading, and torturing... My vagina trembled, and his penis quivered. He thrust and pulled, dragged and rubbed, squeezed and poked. My lower abdomen tightened, and I began to feel numb, trembling, and my legs shook uncontrollably. Fluids flowed out of my body. A burning desire exploded in my lower abdomen... And at this moment, Xiahou Xiao tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a muffled roar that was both pleasurable and painful, and he began to thrust into me even more violently, his movements becoming faster and faster, his penis plunging straight into the deepest part of my body. He arched his back, tightened his abdomen, thrust hard, and pounded! As if he wanted to tear my vagina apart. "Did I fuck you well?" he asked breathlessly in my ear. "Mmm..." I gritted my teeth and stubbornly closed my eyes. No answer meant no answer. He laboriously withdrew, leaving only the head of his penis, then forcefully thrust it in again, letting his flesh sink to the hilt! -- The withdrawal of the enormous thing left my empty flower hole trembling and returning to its original state. The re-invasion of the enormous thing stretched my narrow flower hole to its maximum again! I touched my mons pubis, the skin on it was numb, as if it was about to be torn apart. "Did my 'flesh rod' fuck you well? Shu'er, answer me quickly." "Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, um, um... ah, ah... um... every word and deed is a model for the world. Um... Your Majesty... what should I say..." I didn't want to answer such a vulgar and shameless question. "On the bed, the world only consists of us. I am Shu'er's heaven, and Shu'er is my earth. Heaven covers earth, it is only natural." Bah! Bah! What do you mean by 'covering the sky and the earth, it's only natural'? This shameless person!! My face was burning with embarrassment, as hot as the huge thing inside my hole. "You're being naughty, aren't you? If you're naughty, then you should be taught a lesson..." Xiahou Xiao said in a hoarse and harsh voice.

His words had barely left his lips when he began his relentless, brutal thrusting at a speed I couldn't handle. His relentless, pounding motion was so intense I could barely breathe. He thrust faster and faster, my head spinning from lack of oxygen. In the violent shaking, everything went black before my eyes…

"I've fucked you until your eyes are rolling back, and you still haven't learned your lesson?"

"Waaah… Your Majesty, please spare me… um… um… um…"

"Looks like I haven't fucked you enough!" Xiahou Xiao's large hands wildly gripped my slender waist, rapidly swaying and then pressing my buttocks tightly against his abdomen, rotating and drawing circles.

*Smack, smack, smack…

* *Plop, plop, plop…*

"Shu'er, answer me quickly, am I fucking you well?"

"Ah… ah… um… um… um… um… um… I don't want to…" I shook my head desperately. I would rather die than say such shameful words!

"Shu'er, why are you being so naughty? Hmm?! Have I spoiled you too much?" He suddenly hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his strong chest pressing against my breasts, flattening my two round mounds. His hot, throbbing member remained inside my flower, repeating the same motion—thrusting in and out.

Each thrust went all the way in. Each withdrawal dragged the flesh.

"Ah, ah... Your Majesty, no... um... um... I can't take it anymore... ah, ah, ah—" I shook my head desperately, my hips swaying back and forth, but I couldn't shake off the member inside me, nor could I shake off this deadly pleasure...

My face was sticky with hair, it was so uncomfortable. Seeing this, Xiahou Xiao felt pity, gently brushed the wet hair from her face, smiled wickedly, and continued his thrusting with abandon. "Your little mouth is pretty stubborn, but it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time to fuck you until you tell me..."

He thrust heavily a few more times, the familiar pleasure shooting from his tailbone straight through his entire body; he was about to climax...

Xiahou Xiao tilted his head back, straightened his legs, and the muscles in his buttocks clenched sensually. His waist arched again and again, the sounds of their private parts "slap slap! slap slap!" growing louder and louder.

"Hmm—" he let out a muffled roar, stretched his neck, and trembled as

he ejaculated. Seeing him ejaculate, I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, he let out a hoarse growl and suddenly flipped my body over, starting to move rhythmically again with me kneeling. The desire that had just been released swelled up as if inflated during the rhythmic movements.

"You, you?! Ah, ah... no... I don't want it anymore... spare me!" I opened my eyes wide in terror, shaking my head desperately. My flower trembled in refusal, tightly gripping the flesh inside me. "

Don't squeeze...it's too tight...you'll break me in two, and then who will give you this kind of pleasure?!" Xiahou Xiao slapped my buttocks hard with his large hand. "Slap! Slap!" The sound was especially loud in the dead of night...

With increasingly wild movements, the tender opening quickly and laboriously swallowed and spat out the hot iron thrusting from behind. Each thrust brought the flesh of the opening into the hole, filling it completely before satisfying its desire; each withdrawal pulled out a large section of the red flesh from the hole along with the round rod before it was satisfied...

Qianqing Palace.

A little palace maid in red bypassed the layers of blue gauze curtains and entered the inner hall. She curtsied to Yu Tai, who was leaning against the window reading a book on the kang.

"Reporting to the Dowager Consort, Miss Jiu'er has arrived." Dowager

Consort Yu placed the book in her hand on the kang table, lazily raised her eyes, and sat up straight. "Quickly, let her in."

"Yes." The little palace maid bowed to Dowager Consort Yu, took a few steps back, and then turned and left.

A moment later, two palace maids led Jiu'er in.

Jiu'er knelt gently, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Jiu'er greets Aunt." Her sweet, gentle voice rang out in the palace, sending shivers down the spines of all the palace maids and eunuchs. "

We're all family, Jiu'er doesn't need to be so polite. Granny Hua, quickly help Jiu'er up."

"Yes." Granny Hua, who was standing in front of Consort Yu, went over to help her up.

"Thank you, Aunt." With Granny Hua's help, Jiu'er slowly rose.

"Jiu'er, come here so I can have a good look at you." Consort Yu beckoned, and Jiu'er gracefully walked over.

Consort Yu took her hand and pulled her to sit on the kang (heated brick bed).

Consort Yu held her hands affectionately, examining Jiu'er carefully from head to toe.

Consort Yu smiled, "Jiu'er is growing more and more beautiful."

Jiu'er blushed, lowered her head, and did not reply.

Granny Hua waved her hand, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the inner hall all withdrew.

Consort Yu patted Jiu'er's little hand and asked softly, "Your father must have told you the truth about why I summoned you to the palace, right?"

"Yes," Jiu'er nodded.

Consort Yu nodded and said, "The Emperor will be here today. Your success or failure depends on this meeting, understand?"

"Jiu'er understands," Jiu'er replied obediently.

At this moment, a crisp sound of beads clinking attracted Jiu'er's attention.

Jiu'er slightly raised her eyes and saw a beaded curtain in front of the window on the kang (heated brick bed). The curtain divided the light from outside into colorful circles, shimmering and dreamlike. A breeze made a crisp clinking sound. Such a scene and such a sound were hard not to attract attention. Looking at the beaded curtain,

one couldn't help but look at the scenery outside the window.

Jiu'er withdrew her gaze, turned back, and smiled, saying, "Aunt, this beaded curtain is truly beautiful. The red rope ends at the bottom look brand new; this curtain must have been hung up recently."

"Jiu'er has a good eye; it certainly was just hung up recently," Consort Yu smiled.

Jiu'er then asked, "Has His Majesty seen this beaded curtain?"

"No. This beaded curtain was only hung up a few days ago."

Jiu'er asked casually, "Aunt, did His Majesty sit in this spot today?"

Consort Yu was taken aback. Although the Consort was simple-minded, she wasn't foolish. Jiu'er had hinted at it so clearly; she naturally understood. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Granny Hua, take Jiu'er to the Tea Pavilion to wait. When His Majesty arrives, have someone take him to the red leaf tree."

"Yes, Your Highness," Granny Hua replied.

"Aunt, then Jiu'er will take her leave." Jiu'er rose, bowed to Consort Yu, and, supported by Granny Hua, slowly turned to leave.

"Jiu'er, wait a moment!" Consort Yu suddenly called out to Jiu'er's departing figure. Jiu'er paused, turned around, and quietly looked at Consort Yu.

Consort Yu lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time before saying, "His Majesty has always favored pure and kind women, Jiu'er, remember this. From now on, everything you do must be done discreetly."

Jiu'er's heart tightened, and she bowed again to Consort Yu, saying, "Thank you for your teachings, Aunt, Jiu'er will remember."

Consort Yu waved the handkerchief in her hand, "Hmm, you may go."

A moment later, Granny Hua returned.

Consort Yu looked up at Granny Hua and said, "Jiu'er is indeed a remarkably intelligent child."

Jiu'er understood men's thoughts very well. If she openly 'offered' herself to the Emperor, his 'interest' wouldn't be very high. Jiu'er wanted the Emperor to discover her beauty himself; an unintentional, astonishing encounter would always have a better effect.

Granny Hua smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you haven't chosen the wrong person."

The Dowager Consort waved her hand, saying, "His Majesty hasn't even seen her yet; it's too early to discuss such matters." Although Jiu'er was a stunning beauty, their Emperor was no ordinary ruler. His tastes were eccentric, and even after years by his side, she couldn't fathom him. Therefore, whether she could gain his favor wasn't determined by looks or talent. It depended on the right time, the right place, the Emperor's mood, and her own luck

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