Forget each other in the rivers and lakes

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On a misty early summer afternoon, the irresistible fragrance of flowers and the fog flowed in from beneath the curtains of the Mi Rou Hall, washing over me. Sleepless, I lay sprawled on the chaise longue, my heart heavy with sorrow and grief, and I couldn't help but recall the devastating downpour of a year ago.

Born into a scholarly family in the capital, I naturally married into an official's family, but I was involuntarily drawn into the vortex of political strife. My husband impeached the Grand Secretary for forming cliques and engaging in disloyal acts, but was instead imprisoned, his fate uncertain. I exhausted my family fortune to try and save him, but it was all in vain. Just when I was at my wit's end, Sister Wei Zui, who shared a similar fate, rescued me from my suicide attempt and took me to a brothel.

Left with no other choice, I had to endure the humiliation and live a life of servitude, using the money I earned from selling myself to bribe officials and temporarily save my husband's life. However, from that time on, every time I fell asleep, I would have a recurring dream of two dragons playing with a pearl. Some people said this confirmed the beauty mark on my nose, saying that I was destined to be loved by more than one man. But I stubbornly believed that there must be other omens.

Just as I was in a daze, a young girl with a plain face hurriedly came from the corridor and called out in a low voice from outside the curtain: "Sister Wanrou, wake up! Sister Bohe and Sister Weizui told the sisters to get up quickly and gather at the Cool Breeze Pavilion by Rouge Lake. They said that Qianxie Xian is coming soon." Qianxie Xian, the face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy immediately appeared in my mind.

His face was like jade, his sideburns like a knife's edge, his eyebrows like ink paintings, and his eyes like autumn waves. I inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity and closeness to him. He called himself the Thousand Evil Immortal, spouting nonsensical and rambling nonsense, yet he was incredibly generous. He would visit the brothel every few days, always in the afternoon. Most surprisingly, each time he would spend a fortune to book the entire brothel, partying all night long, and sleeping with several women in one night. He always specifically requested my name, and the rewards were always extremely generous, making many girls extremely jealous.

I quickly washed and dressed. The rain gradually stopped, and the girls emerged from their residences full of hope, gathering in twos and threes.

Sister Mint instructed Sister Flower Bud to distribute the name tags to each girl. Just then, someone in front whispered, "They're here, they're here..." They were about to put on that strange yet interesting etiquette again. The girls of the brothel lined up in two rows facing each other, bowing gracefully, raising their name tags above their heads. The girls held their breath, not daring to look up.

Hearing the familiar, unrestrained laughter from afar, along with the jingling of their jewelry, I couldn't help but secretly raise my head. My eyes met his, and unexpectedly, my heart skipped a beat. I hadn't expected that even now, meeting the gaze of such a young man for a moment would still make my heart race and my face flush. I quickly lowered my head, avoiding his eager, yearning gaze.

He didn't stop in front of me, but strode to the Cool Breeze Pavilion, gently helping Sister Mint and Sister Wei Zui, who were standing to their left and right about to bow, to their feet. He also casually brushed the chin of Sister Flower Bud on his right, causing her to giggle.

"Whose concubine is it? Hmm, whose concubine is it today?" He turned to Sister Weizui with a smile, seemingly already knowing the answer. Sister Weizui also smiled happily, simply nodding slightly without saying a word.

Sure enough, he still chose me first today, but to my surprise, he didn't come to my Mirou Hall alone this time; he brought Sister Weizui with him.

The rain outside started falling again, the misty rain spreading through the brothel, the rhythmic tapping of the rain on the roof tiles crisp and melodious. As far as the eye could see, the world was filled with a floating, damp light.

Several young ladies with delicate features set out the food and wine. He chuckled and put his arm around one of the ladies named Huaxi, casually untying a string of jade pendants from his waist and dangling it in front of Huaxi.

His hand, however, wandered under her clothes, grasping one of her tender breasts and gently kneading it. Although Hua Xi hadn't been in the brothel for long, she was clever and shrewd. Coupled with Qian Xie Xian's usual extravagance and unrestrained nature, she boldly snatched the jade pendant from her, then dared to escape like a nimble rabbit. Qian Xie Xian laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying himself, and downed a cup of jade wine that Wei Zui had poured for him.

Today, everything followed the usual routine. I played the pipa for Qian Xie Xian, and Wei Zui accompanied him while he drank. However, when I finished my piece, he beckoned me over.

Wei Zui understood and rose, smiling as she raised her jade flute and began to play a melodious tune.

Although this wasn't my first time serving drinks and smiles, the powerful aura of the young man before me still made me uneasy. I didn't know what to do with my hands and feet. Qian Xiexian first poured himself a drink, then feigned reproach and said to me, "Sister Wanrou, although we met by chance, you've already received my favor more than once. Why are you still so distant?" Hearing his words, I awkwardly raised my head and met his gaze again. Oh, right, he was still smiling, and although his words sounded somewhat reproachful

, those four words, "favor," were enough to make my heart flutter. Yes, I had given myself to him several times; my body had no secrets from him.

I was no longer a noble lady, nor a wife of an official; I had fallen into prostitution. Qian Xiexian was indeed no ordinary person; a few words were enough to captivate my soul.

Once again, I sincerely and completely surrendered. At this moment, he reminded me that I was merely a plaything for princes, noblemen, and wealthy merchants, and that everything else must be temporarily abandoned.

Seeing my flushed face and unfocused gaze, Qian Xiexian smiled slightly and casually asked, accompanying Sister Weizui's flute playing, "Hmm, I wonder if you can also play the flute, Sister?" "Hmm, Wanrou isn't as skilled as Sister Weizui." "Hahaha...hahahaha...haha, cough cough cough..." For some reason, Qian Xiexian suddenly burst into laughter, and laughed so hard that he almost choked on the wine he had just drunk. I awkwardly helped him, patting his chest and back, but I didn't notice that Sister Weizui was secretly chuckling as she played a few playful glissando notes. Cough cough

, Qian Xiexian tried his best to stop laughing, but the lines on his face still showed a very happy expression: "Hmm, Sister Weizui's skills, hmm, are indeed already superb, but today, hmm, I'd like to experience Sister Wanrou's lips and tongue." Oh, what does that mean?

I stared blankly at Sister Weizui, who blinked.

Oh, right, how could I have been so foolish? Suddenly realizing the truth, I was instantly embarrassed.

Seeing me speechless with my head bowed, Qian Xiexian gently loosened his shirt and belt. I could no longer hesitate; I had no choice but to crouch down and slide off the stool, my fingers lightly grasping his eager, large penis. Qian Xiexian looked down at me with satisfaction, his eyes full of encouragement.

Yes, I couldn't look him in the eye any longer. The handsome young man's vibrant energy was like a blazing flame, and I was like a moth drawn to a flame, having long lost the will to flee, only able to charge forward recklessly.

Mmm, I took his huge penis into my mouth. Mmm, the thick head of his penis was already deep in my throat, and my small hands could barely hold it out of my mouth. Mmm, following the sound of Sister Weizui's flute, Qian Xiexian kept swaying back and forth. I knew he was making me sway. As the penis in and out of my mouth, I gradually let go of the regret and shyness that lingered in my heart, and swayed wholeheartedly, sticking out my tongue to gently scrape, then swallowing and spitting it out from time to time, my lips, tongue and mouth closely touching, sucking and licking.

Qian Xiexian no longer cared about encouraging me with his eyes. Half of his body was completely surrounded by my gentle storm. He let out a comfortable and happy exclamation, which had drowned out Sister Weizui's flute music. Mmm, Sister Weizui could no longer stand. The enchanting scene of fragrant powder and seductive moans in front of her made even the experienced Sister Weizui lose control.

She first slumped down on the round stool next to her, her flute playing completely out of tune. Then she simply threw away the jade flute, tightened her lower body, and started drawing circles on the round stool.

"Mmm, Sister Weizui, you come too." Qian Xiexian was barely managing to resist my kisses, yet she still showed such tenderness, unable to bear seeing Sister Weizui alone. Sister Weizui felt as if she had been granted a pardon, and suddenly stood up, the round stool that had been creaking under her buttocks being thrown aside.

Mmm, Sister Weizui pounced on my side, and the two of us pressed tightly together, kneeling beneath Qian Xiexian. The two beauties shared and fought over the delicious big meat stick in front of them. Sister Weizui, with her skillful technique, managed to snatch the meat stick from my mouth.

I was unwilling to give up, and tried to hold onto my position by turning my body sideways, but Sister Weizui only swayed her plump buttocks, and I was pushed aside.

"Hmm, so Sister Weizui has always been Qianxie Xian's old flame, only recently I stole her favor. She's getting revenge for me stealing her affections. Hmm, well, there's nothing I can do, Sister Weizui's figure is so voluptuous, I can only admit defeat. But I can find another way. With Sister Weizui's mouth full, I simply lowered my head and went straight to lick Qianxie Xian's testicles.

Hmm, Qianxie Xian was also pleasantly surprised by my sneak attack. He simply stood up, and Sister Weizui was like a fish caught on a hook. Qianxie Xian's penis was still inside her mouth. She had adjusted her kneeling position, which made her much taller, and was still emitting indistinct moans, enjoying the penis alone with satisfaction."

Hmm, with my nimble movements, I deliberately sought out the gaps where Sister Weizui and Qianxie Xian couldn't press too close together, taking turns taking Qianxie Xian's two young testicles entirely into my mouth, sucking and kneading them with just the right amount of force. Although Sister Weizui occupied the front, I wouldn't back down or surrender if it came to vying for favor. Taking advantage of Qianxie Xian straightening up, I made my way north, undressing him as I slowly unbuttoned my own skirt, while my nimble and alluring tongue never left Qianxie Xian's skin.

I gradually straightened up, and Qianxie Xian's hands moved away from Sister Weizui's head.

The touch moved over my body, caressing and stroking. It wrapped around my waist from my hips, pressing against my chest and abdomen. I then began to lick Qian Xiexian's nipples. For some reason, the boy was completely shocked by my sudden action. Well, this was a product of my sudden inspiration. No man had ever been so carefully licked and sucked on by a woman before. This stimulation was extremely sudden and extremely shocking. A completely opposite kind of stimulation, which could only be exerted by oneself, was now being exerted on oneself. This feeling was completely beyond Qian Xiexian's imagination.

Hmm, Sister Weizui probably sensed Qianxie Xian's penis below and became a little distracted. I heard her panting, a mixture of anxiety and resentment. She shook her buttocks more vigorously and stroked Qianxie Xian's penis with her hands even more diligently. However, Sister Weizui's chances were already lost. No matter how hard she tried to turn the tide below, I had the perfect timing, location, and people. I had already thrown my naked body into Qianxie Xian's arms, and I triumphantly took his tongue in my mouth, pressing my fragrant lips against Qianxie Xian's lips and teeth.

Sister Weizui seemed to have given up. She raised her head and looked at us, who were enjoying a kiss with our eyes closed. She waited patiently for a while, then pitifully shook Qianxiexian's thigh and gently patted my butt. Hmm, I felt that I had gotten my revenge for being pushed aside by Sister Weizui's big butt. I smiled sweetly, and Qianxiexian quickly helped Sister Weizui up from her kneeling position and kissed her face a few times, finally comforting her.

Qian Xiexian, his large penis erect, embraced me and Sister Weizui on either side, heading towards the large, soft couch in the center of the room. Along the way, Sister Weizui was stripped naked. Suddenly, Sister Weizui gave Qian Xiexian a wink. Before I could understand what was happening, Qian Xiexian suddenly hugged me tightly from behind, while Sister Weizui pressed against me from the front. Just as I was panicking and at a loss, Sister Weizui fell backward, pulling me down onto the couch. Qian Xiexian followed closely, sandwiching me between them. I felt slightly suffocated and tried to struggle, but couldn't move.

"Haha, Wanrou, are you still so smug? If we don't teach you a lesson today, you little hussy will only get more rebellious." Sister Weizui hadn't forgotten their earlier grudge. She and Qian Xiexian had conspired to punish me; their teamwork was impeccable, they were on the same wavelength.

Just as I was filled with regret, Qian Xiexian had already grabbed my arms, his huge penis pressing against my buttocks. Sister Weizui tilted her head back and licked my neck, then with lightning speed, she kneaded and pressed my breasts with both hands.

"Ah, Sister Weizui is bullying me!" I was about to shout when Qian Xiexian's huge penis thrust up from behind. Oh, oh, so soon, ah..." In the blink of an eye, before I could even cry out, the tip of his thick penis had already penetrated my vagina. I arched my back, my buttocks sticking out, my body taut like a hard bow. Qian Xiexian's penis, which had been stimulated for a long time, was thrusting hard, and I was pushed forward. Unexpectedly, Sister Weizui took advantage of the situation. I was on top of her, and she not only grabbed my lips and tongue and sucked them hard, but also secretly reached out a hand to touch my clitoris, scraping the sparse soft hairs and touching the tender bud.

Her coordination with Qian Xiexian was flawless. She pressed hard precisely when Qian Xiexian withdrew, and then lightly stroked him from afar when he attacked. This constant stimulation sent me soaring to the heavens. In a short time, my yin essence gushed out several times, leaving my body limp. However, the lust that filled my body still dominated me. Although Sister Weizui had let me go and moved away from me, I still lay on the soft couch, my buttocks still twitching nervously, as if Qian Xiexian's large penis was still thrusting vigorously.

Seeing that I was slightly exhausted from being fucked, Qian Xiexian began to show his ferocity towards Sister Weizui. He pounced on her, lifted her slender thighs, and pressed them against her soft, white body. His virility undiminished, he began to plow again.

Sister Wei Zui, being a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters, and with Qian Xie Xian having already expended considerable energy on me, managed to hold her own for three hundred rounds. Only after I slowly regained consciousness did she tremble and, for what seemed like the umpteenth time, roll to the side, huddled in a tight ball.

Qian Xie Xian, almost grinning maliciously, pulled me over again. He sat cross-legged, and I curled up in his arms, his large penis pointing directly at my vagina. "Mmm, ah, it's in again," he slapped, the sounds echoing through the Mi Rou Hall once more.

This continued, over and over again. Once, the younger sisters, Xiao Su Rong and her companions, brought food and wine, but they too fell into Qian Xie Xian's clutches. Hua Xi, who had taken the jade pendant, had hoped to gain some advantage, but this time she was caught red-handed. Sister Wei Zui and I held her hands and feet while Qian Xie Xian had his way with her.

Until midnight, I, Sister Weizui, Sister Huaxi, and later Sister Bohe and Sister Huarui, were all pressed down on the soft couch by Qian Xiexian's advances, almost to the point of unconsciousness. The night

watchman's drum outside struck softly a few times; though we couldn't make it out clearly, it was already very late. Qian Xiexian stood up and gently patted Sister Weizui and me awake. We rubbed our eyes; the Mi Rou Hall was pitch black, and we had no idea what was going on.

Qian Xiexian clapped his hands and whispered, "Someone come here!" Several dark figures leaped down from the roof of the brothel. Sister Weizui and I hurriedly pulled at our clothes to cover ourselves, but the figures only remained outside the hall.

Qian Xiexian first asked Sister Weizui, "Sister, your husband used to be a Censor in the Censorate." Sister Weizui's eyes immediately reddened. She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of her, puzzled. Then, Qian Xiexian turned to me and asked, "Wanrou's husband used to be a Supervising Secretary in the Ministry of Personnel?" "Ah, who exactly are you? Why are you suddenly asking about my husband and Sister Weizui's husband? And how do you know so much?" Qian Xiexian said through gritted teeth, his tone resolute.

"Tonight is the day I, the Emperor, will clear my sisters' names and avenge them." "The Emperor?" Could this young man be the current Emperor? Isn't the current Emperor only eighteen years old and has only been on the throne for a year?

"That's right, I have been waiting for this day for a year."

Qian Xiexian seemed to understand the confusion in our eyes and continued.

"That old scoundrel has wielded absolute power, harming the loyal and virtuous. But to avoid alerting him, I went to the brothel to bide my time, actually to gather heroes from across the land. Today is the day I reclaim the throne." With a wave of his hand, the dark figures vanished, followed by his own leap, disappearing into the night.

My sister Weizui and I clung tightly to each other, trembling, our teeth chattering. This sudden turn of events felt like a dream. We could only pray incessantly for our husbands and for the Emperor, until dawn broke. Suddenly, news arrived that the Grand Secretary had been executed last night by the Emperor himself, leading his entire family. Our husbands were finally saved.

What should we do now? My sister Weizui and I exchanged glances.

We were in this brothel trying to save our husbands.

But now that they were truly saved, what would they think of us? And the Emperor—if he took us from our husbands, would he bring us into the palace as his concubines? All these thoughts flooded my mind, leaving me overwhelmed with conflicting emotions and utterly lost. A light drizzle fell

again

, lingering all morning until it finally stopped around noon. I stepped out of the Mi Rou Hall, and before me stood a wisteria trellis, like a waterfall cascading from the sky, seemingly flowing and laughing.

There were no crowds admiring the flowers, no swarms of bees and butterflies, only clusters of blooming wisteria blossoms, one after another, intimately close, lively and bustling.

Oh, this waterfall of flowers, this array of flowers, is like the brothel I frequented this past year. Sisters and brothers supported and comforted each other, weathering storms and frosts, enduring and striving together, finally welcoming the season when spring's red petals had faded and the branches burst into vibrant bloom.

However, time does not stand still; after the joy and excitement comes inevitable decay. But, however, since we gathered together, since we shared our moments of passion, the days we spent together, the beauty we shared, will not be forgotten. This is our indelible treasure for life.

Just as I was pondering and hesitating, a sudden cacophony of drums and gongs erupted in the main hall, and a clear voice reached my ears: "The Emperor has arrived!"

Oh, it's the Emperor. What's he doing at a brothel at this hour? That night, after he quelled the powerful minister, he bestowed titles upon his meritorious officials, and the whole country celebrated. The brothel was naturally no exception.

It was granted a plaque and the imperial edict ordered the construction of the "Gentle Paradise, Imperial Brothel." Sister Mint was bestowed the title of Lady of the Imperial Decree, and the brothel became incredibly popular, the most sought-after entertainment venue in the capital.

After Sister Weizui's husband was released from prison, the Emperor had a private conversation with him, then rewarded him with a thousand taels of gold and appointed him Minister of Rites in Nanjing. Sister Weizui, however, was ultimately kept in the capital and made a Consort by the Emperor.

Not only Sister Weizui, but also Sister Huarui, Sister Huaxi, and other sisters like Xiaosu Rong, whom the Emperor had visited at the brothel, were all taken into the palace as concubines. They were all happily welcomed into the palace a few days ago, leaving me alone here.

My husband was also summoned by the Emperor once, but he disappointed him. My husband is a weak scholar, but he did not back down in front of the Emperor. He said that although my Wanrou had lost her virginity to the Emperor, it was to save her husband. I have no reason or right to despise her. I want to take Wanrou away and love and care for her even more wholeheartedly from now on.

The Emperor was furious and roared, even threatening to imprison him again, but he still refused. My husband is just such a bookworm. In the end, the Emperor had no choice but to allow him to resign and return home with me. Thinking of this, I felt a sweet and touching feeling in my heart.

Still lost in my memories, the Emperor's ceremonial robes were already before me. I hurriedly and gracefully bowed, "Your Majesty, I, Wanrou, pay my respects! Long live the Emperor!" Before me stood the same handsome emperor I knew, but now his eyes were filled with anxious longing and resentment, along with a hint of confusion and helplessness.

Before I could finish my bow, he stepped forward and grabbed my hand.

"Sister Wanrou, are you really leaving? Is there anything I can do to displease you?" I retreated in fear, avoiding his grasp. "Your Majesty, in the past, I was like a willow in a brothel; now I am a scholar and his wife. I have been re-painted in the picture and cannot be shaken again." The Emperor's face showed anger. He loudly rebuked, "How can that useless scholar be worthy of Sister Wanrou?" I was deeply stung by the Emperor's words. Yes, I had fallen into prostitution for him, serving wine and laughter, submitting myself to others, yet he could not save me. But was it all truly not worth it?

I raised my head and replied to the Emperor with conviction,

"My husband, though a scholar, is utterly loyal. He risked his life to submit a memorial, only to be murdered by treacherous officials. His loyalty to the country and its people is evident to Heaven. In my eyes, he is a great hero, a true paragon of virtue. Even if he cannot succeed, I am willing to follow him." The Emperor was speechless, turning away, unable to meet my eyes. My confidence surged, and I continued, "Now, he does not despise my frailty and the sulliance I have suffered. He has chosen to retire gracefully, wanting to take me to a secluded life in the mountains, free from worldly glory." "The temptation of wealth and power—how many in the world could resist it? And how many would dare to compete with the Emperor for the woman they love? With such courage and such persistence, how could I not respect him? How could I bear to see him all alone?" "Hahahaha..." A burst of laughter drifted from outside the moon gate. That laughter sounded so familiar, as if I'd heard it somewhere before. Before I could react, a tall, handsome young man in white appeared beside the Emperor.

"Didn't I already tell Your Majesty that Sister Wanrou is an untamed wild horse? Today, Your Majesty has truly brought trouble upon yourself." Who is it that dares to speak so presumptuously to the Emperor? I couldn't suppress my curiosity and carefully observed the young man in white. Ah, could it be him? I couldn't help but recall that past event.

That happened in mid-spring this year. The days of performing in the brothel flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was springtime again, with lush grass, blooming peach blossoms, and green willows. Even the distant temple bells and evening drums seemed to carry a tender sentiment. Gazing at the petals drifting on the surface of the Qinghua Pond, the wind and rain of last night, and memories of the past, all rushed to my mind.

I recalled last winter, when I was just a young, plain-faced girl newly arrived at the brothel.

But Sister Mint didn't make me do the things only girls from common backgrounds did. Instead, she had me study music, chess, calligraphy, and painting with Sister Weizui. She would often come to chat with me, partly to relieve my melancholy, and partly to cultivate my mind and body. She wanted me to let go of the airs of a young mistress from an official's family, and that in the brothel, one should wholeheartedly please the customers.

However, Sister Mint would then change her tone, instructing me that while customers would naturally be eager to please, we must not forget that our efforts to please customers are ultimately driven by self-interest.

They're either after his money or his benefits. Romantic talents are something you can encounter, but they're rare and hard to come by. As for other men, all we need to do is navigate their relationships. It's said that men play us, but actually, we should be the ones playing them. We need to make them willingly part with their money while also ensuring our own comfort and pleasure. This sounds easy, but it's incredibly difficult. Many courtesans spend their entire lives without ever truly understanding it. I pondered Mint Sister's words repeatedly; they were truly profound. Her speech, her mannerisms, her every gesture—every smile and frown—were an art, no less sophisticated than the political maneuvering of officials.

However, I never imagined that not long after, I would have the opportunity to experience Mint Sister's wisdom firsthand. It was an evening when the willow branches drooped low.

Young Master Xia, a wealthy salt merchant from Yangzhou, happened to catch a glimpse of my figure in the capital and was greatly impressed. He immediately offered a hundred taels of gold to personally kiss me. I was terrified. Unfortunately, Sister Zui was unable to attend to me, so there was nothing I could do. Sister Bohe, who had washed her hands of the past for many years, had no choice but to decide to accompany me and serve Young Master Xia herself.

Mint, who had become a brothel madam, hadn't personally entertained customers for a long time. But now, for my sake, she resolutely decided to take matters into her own hands. I was deeply moved. With Mint's support, a surge of pride rose within me. So what if I sold myself? Ever since I entered the brothel, hadn't I already resolved to save my husband no matter the cost? A hundred taels of gold could buy me so many favors. At least it would make my husband more comfortable in prison, with enough to eat and wear, and less suffering. With that in mind, I made up my mind, dressed myself up beautifully, and followed Little Su Rong, who had come to fetch me, to Mint's bedroom.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor, I could already hear the playful laughter coming from Mint Sister's bedroom. I went to the window and peeked inside. I saw that the figure with his back to the door was none other than Young Master Xia. I'd heard that this Young Master Xia was young and handsome, having taken over the family business at seventeen, dominating the north and south of the country. In just a few years, he had risen to prominence among the Yangzhou salt merchants, becoming the undisputed leader, and was now incredibly wealthy. Who would have thought that such a talented and ambitious man was merely a young man in his early twenties?

Hmph, no wonder Mint Sister was so infatuated; she was also attracted to the talent and looks of this young man. I thought that for Mint Sister to be defiled like this, she must have paid a terrible price.

Now it seems that this night of passion might be unforgettable for her.

Thinking this, a ripple of emotion stirred within me.

A flush rose to my cheeks. Just as I hesitated outside the door, Mint Sister noticed and called out sweetly, "Wanrou's here! Come in quickly, don't keep Young Master Xia waiting."

Hearing Sister Mint's call, I couldn't hesitate any longer. I pushed open the hall door and stepped inside. The young master Xia wasn't flustered; he slightly turned his head, and I couldn't help but admire him. He was truly handsome, with a radiant presence. Although seated, his tall and slender figure was evident. His attire was luxurious, yet his demeanor was refined and elegant. He was definitely not your average nouveau riche. Looking at his smile, I secretly thanked heaven. I feared encountering those bloated, fat men, but now, with such a gem before me, I, Wanrou, wouldn't be wasting my time.

Sister Mint had me sit beside young master Xia and reminded me, "Wanrou, why don't you fill young master Xia's cup?" I feigned unease, and Sister Mint nodded slightly, indicating I was doing the right thing. My selling point today was my first time in the industry; the more anxious I was, the more sympathy I would evoke in the customers. Encouraged by Sister Mint, I gradually calmed down, becoming meek and soft-spoken. The sharp edges of the once willful, capricious, and capricious young mistress of an official's family had been smoothed away without a trace.

I gently turned to fill Young Master Xia's wine glass. Sister Mint, seemingly to highlight my naivety, became increasingly proactive and unrestrained. I secretly pondered, trying my best to cooperate with her. We drank in harmony, while Young Master Xia nodded and smiled slightly, unmoved by Sister Mint's charm or attracted by my shyness. He simply drank with composure. The night deepened, and Young Master Xia handled the situation with ease.

Sister Mint and I, however, felt quite tipsy.

Even Sister Mint, with her experiences, felt dizzy and lightheaded. Although I was just accompanying them, I had also drunk quite a bit.

Watching the red candles flicker on the table, my vision gradually blurred.

At this moment, Young Master Xia finally put down his wine cup. Sister Mint and I hurriedly got up to help him. Actually, it wasn't us helping him; he reached out and wrapped his arms around our waists, leading us into the inner room with one arm around each of us.

Thinking of this, ah, a blush instantly rose to my face. It was him, Young Master Xia! Why was he here too, with the Emperor? Judging from their tone, they seemed to have talked about me. What were they saying about me? Ah, could it be about that night? How embarrassing!

However, it seemed he had asked the same question as the Emperor that time, and he had made a promise. Now, old friends reunited, and a beautiful, alluring scene flashed into my mind.

On the couch in Sister Mint's room, the three of us were intertwined, our legs bent and pressed together. Sister Mint first extended her fragrant tongue, entwining it with Young Master Xia's tongue, while one hand expertly explored his crotch. I felt dizzy and leaned tightly against Young Master Xia's chest.

Young Master Xia skillfully parried Mint Sister's teasing, while one of his hands gently pressed against my waist, gradually sliding down to caress my buttocks.

The rustling sounds echoed in Mint Sister's bedroom.

While unbuttoning Young Master Xia's clothes, Mint Sister effortlessly removed her own. To this day, I still can't recall how dazzling her techniques were. Mint Sister didn't delay a single step of the foreplay; there was never a moment of hesitation or hindrance. Every caress was perfectly timed. In the midst of her embrace and gentle rubbing, Young Master Xia's broad chest was revealed, and Mint Sister was left with only a thin bodice.

Hmm, a smile played on Young Master Xia's eyes; he seemed equally impressed by Mint Sister's skillful technique. He temporarily abandoned his caresses of me, pulling Mint Sister into his arms. Mint Sister rested her head on his lap, and Young Master Xia lowered his head, capturing her lips and tongue in his mouth. They began to suckle.

I felt slightly dizzy, but quickly regained consciousness. Yes, this was the time Sister Mint had bought me. In a slightly panicked state, I hurriedly stripped myself naked, completely unburdened. Ah, I forgot, Sister Mint had warned me not to remove the last piece of clothing too quickly. In a man's eyes, a half-exposed bosom is better than a full display, and covering up is better than being completely naked.

Remembering Sister Mint's words, it was too late. I tried to find my undergarment to put it back on, but Young Master Xia had already grabbed me and forcefully dragged me away.

Oh, how come every man is stronger and more robust than my husband?

At this moment, I was tightly held by Young Master Xia. Before I could even close my eyes, his lips and tongue forcefully assaulted me, forcing their way into my mouth. I only managed a soft moan before being left passively entwined with his tongue, tasting his saliva.

Mint Sister didn't seem to care about Young Master Xia's fickle nature. Instead, she pressed her lips against his chest and gently licked him, her touch just right—not overpowering him, preventing him from ignoring her caresses, yet compensating for my lack of skill in seduction and my lingering reserve. Therefore, although Young Master Xia didn't receive immediate response, he didn't seem displeased.

While attending to Young Master Xia, Mint Sister's hands slid slowly but deftly. One hand untied his belt, slipped inside his crotch, grasped his penis, and began to twist it at the tip. The other hand, however, guided one of his hands between my legs.

Mmm, Young Master Xia's fingers obediently probed into my flesh, while his other hand roamed freely over my breasts, waist, and buttocks. Coupled with his increasingly aggressive tongue attacks, my initial struggle crumbled completely. Yes, this was the kind of atmosphere I liked. Having already decided to submit, what was there to resist? Under Mint's guidance, I finally entered the state of being, willingly and joyfully selling my body. My

face flushed crimson, my breathing rapid. Mint had pulled Young Master Xia's penis from his underwear, now erect, displaying a surprising posture that surprised both of us, as if boasting of his exceptional sexual prowess. Young Master Xia proudly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his embrace. My entire body tensed, facing him, my legs spread and almost intertwined behind him.

"Hehe, Sister Wanrou, isn't this called Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus?" This mischievous young master Xia was still whispering teasingly in my ear, making me dizzy and mesmerized. Almost without thinking, I raised my snow-white, pink bottom and moved it to the right position, pressing my lower abdomen against him, gently kissing my already moist lips.

Ah, I sighed softly.

Young master Xia leaned back, his legs trembling upwards. All I could do, besides wrapping my arms around his shoulders, was lower my head and offer him a sweet kiss.

I remember my husband once said he loved seeing me aroused and listening to my moans during lovemaking. I'd teased him about it many times, and felt a little embarrassed, but later, whenever I recalled the days he was with me, remembering his description of me with my eyes half-closed, my brows contorted as if crying, angry, or even being coquettish, and those plaintive moans, even though it wasn't my husband's penis inside me, I still thought of him after so many days without intimacy, and regarded this stranger as my husband.

Seeing that I was already intimately entwined with Young Master Xia, Sister Mint felt a weight lifted from her heart. Everything is difficult at the beginning; once I've made this start, the rest is self-evident.

That was a night I'll never forget, a night that fills me with shame. It was the first time I'd given my body to a stranger, treating him as a substitute for my husband. All of Mint's initial unease seemed utterly unnecessary that night; her own bedroom had become someone else's playground, forcing her to masturbate half the night. Later, whenever Mint and I were alone, she would always tease me about it.

The next morning, Young Master Xia left satisfied. Before noon, his family arrived, offering a thousand taels of gold to redeem me, to take me back to Yangzhou, and declaring that I would not be a concubine, but his principal wife. Mint thought I would readily agree, but to her surprise, I firmly refused. Young Master Xia

, puzzled, came to find out. I told him everything about my experiences and background, but he scoffed, dismissing it all.

"Isn't it just about saving your husband? From now on, you'll be the mistress of the Xia family, managing all the family wealth. You can easily bribe officials with whatever money you want. Why suffer here, being abused by those vile men?" "Young Master Xia, you're mistaken. I'm saving my husband, not just any man. Only when he's truly my husband will I save him. He knows I'm still working for him, which is why he's willing to endure such suffering to survive. We can't abandon each other. The abuse I'm suffering is for..." "It was my choice to marry him. The torment he suffered was for me, and it was also his choice. Although we cannot be together, our hearts are still together. If Wanrou grants Young Master Xia's wish and follows him south, even if Wanrou's husband is released from prison, he will only face death, because he has already lost the woman he loves most. In that case, is Wanrou saving him or killing him?" Young Master Xia pondered for a long time, gazing silently at the sky. Finally, he left these two sentences: "I never imagined there could be such a devoted woman in the world, such an extraordinary woman." After speaking, he laughed loudly and strode away.

This matter quickly became a topic of conversation among the people of the capital. Who wouldn't be interested in the extraordinary love story of a romantic young man and a woman in distress?

However, the people in the capital were unaware that this was intricately connected to the momentous events that would later unfold. After being rejected by me, Young Master Xia, deeply sympathetic to my plight, resolved to generously assist the young emperor in cultivating his power, recruiting soldiers, and uniting with various heroes. Finally, they overthrew the treacherous minister who controlled the court, thus beginning an epic tale of turbulent change.

"Hehe, I was just joking with Sister Wanrou,"

the Emperor chuckled, then changed the subject: "I've long known how eloquent Sister Wanrou is, hahaha." The Emperor and Young Master Xia laughed heartily, their laughter so mischievous and unrestrained that I was momentarily bewildered.

Ah, eloquence? Was the Emperor mocking me? Was he referring to the day Sister Weizui and I knelt before him? Ah, how embarrassing! My face burned intensely.

Seeing the change in my expression, the Emperor laughed innocently like a child who had just pulled off a prank. He issued an edict bestowing upon me a large sum of gold and silk, and ordered that a memorial arch be erected in my hometown to commemorate my chastity. My husband was waiting for me at the post station outside the city. My heart had already flown to his side. We were about to leave the capital and return to our picturesque hometown to live our life together, leaving the brothel, leaving my sisters, leaving the men who had been infatuated with me. I silently recited in my heart, "Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, the spring breeze gently moistened the jade willows. I asked the one beside me, but he said that Wushan was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? Winter has gone and spring has come, and autumn is near!" The extra chapter describes the busiest time of the year in the brothel, the Shangsi Festival. Beautiful women are everywhere, their skirts fluttering in the wind, their silk robes dancing. The sounds of flutes and pipes fill the air, and the intoxicating wine, the alluring smiles, and the fragrance of perfume in the air make all the men feel numb and happy.

Suddenly, a roar and shouts erupted from upstairs. I stopped playing the zither and turned in surprise.

The sound came from upstairs, where Mo Yan's door was flung open. Mo Yan, enraged, dragged a drunken man out and kicked him squarely in the waist. The man collapsed to the ground without a sound.

Several little Su Rong sisters rushed upstairs, chattering excitedly, asking, "What happened to Sister Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan, furious, pointed at the man snoring loudly on the ground and cursed, "Shameless bastard! Trying to freeload off me! Don't you even know your place? Before I went into this business, I ran a casino. I've seen it all, both the legitimate and criminal worlds. And today, you're so unlucky! You dare to sneak into my house without a single penny on you!" Mo Yan grew angrier with each word, and with a swift movement, she kicked the man, who was lying right by the stairs, sending him tumbling down into the courtyard. People scattered in panic. Mo Yan shouted from downstairs, "All the pimps are dead! Throw this bastard out to the dogs!" For a fleeting moment, I seemed to remember something. The man's face had shifted as he tumbled down the stairs, and somehow, he looked strangely familiar. A deep-seated memory seemed to be awakened within me. "

Wait!" I cried impatiently. Several pimps who had approached stopped. Mo Yan came crashing down the stairs, her voice so loud it seemed to shake the entire building.

"Sister Wanrou, you're too soft-hearted! If you don't teach these scoundrels a lesson, any kind of scoundrel will dare to cause trouble in this brothel!" "Hmm, Sister Moyan, don't worry..."

I whispered something in her ear. Moyan glanced at me, then at the drunken man lying on the ground, snorted twice, and turned to go upstairs, looking annoyed.

I smiled and waved.

I told the pimps to gently help the man into my Mirou Hall, then instructed Sister Xiaosu Rong to prepare some sobering tea. Afterward, I took a towel and began to wipe the face of the man lying on my bed.

Oh, it really is him.

Although time flies, I still can't forget this face. Oh, five years. The image of that dashing young man from five years ago now appears before my eyes. He is indeed my cousin, Xiaofeng.

Xiaofeng is my aunt's son, four or five years younger than me. I played with him from a young age, teaching him to read and write. My uncle was a martial arts practitioner, and my father always looked down on him and didn't want to associate with him much.

I was an only child, and my father was naturally aloof and eccentric, so my only playmate in my childhood was this cousin. The more my father forbade it, the more rebellious I became, always feeling particularly happy with him and enjoying the joy of being an older sister. Xiaofeng was also very obedient, following me around like a little tail every day. He always thought of me, his older sister, when it came to delicious food or fun things. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say we were childhood sweethearts.

But everything ended five years ago. I was getting married, and Xiao Feng was frantic. He sneaked into my room late at night, begging to take me away. Although we had developed a bond beyond sibling affection, I couldn't disobey my father's orders. It was a decision I couldn't even imagine. In the end, I refused him with tears in my eyes. He turned and left, his face ashen, leaving me only to silently pray for a reunion in the next life.

From then on, no one knew where Xiao Feng went. Occasionally, news would come, but it was always vague and unsubstantiated. Our parents passed away one after another, and Xiao Feng never showed up. There were even rumors that he had died a violent death. After that, I suffered one family tragedy after another, and I no longer had the heart to think about him. Perhaps, deep down, I had unconsciously come to regard him as a wandering ghost in a foreign land.

But now he was truly standing before me, though his face looked much more weathered, the passion and fervent desire deep within his eyes still burned brightly.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng seemed to be struggling in his dream, calling out in pain, "Sister Wanrou, where are you? I've been looking for you for so long, where are you?" Seeing his pained expression, gripped by a nightmare, I quickly and gently called out, "Little brother, don't worry, I'm here, here. Are you having a nightmare?" Hearing my soft call, Xiao Feng's eyes snapped open, and he froze. He pounded his head hard, shook it, and tried to close and reopen his eyes. Looking at him, I couldn't help but cover my mouth and chuckle.

"Sister Wanrou's hangover soup is here."

Sister Hua Rui, hearing that I had brought the drunk man to her Mi Rou Hall,

rushed over to check and brought some hangover soup.

"Oh, thank you, Sister Huarui. Please tell everyone not to worry. This is my long-lost cousin. I never expected to meet him here today." Sister Huarui looked at me suspiciously, seemingly not quite believing me. I smiled and nodded, and Sister Huarui breathed a sigh of relief, nodding back to reassure me before closing the door and leaving.

"Sister Wanrou, what are you doing here? I heard you had an accident in the capital, so I rushed back to try and save you. But your house was empty. I searched everywhere for news of you, traveling all over the country for a year. A few days ago, someone said there was a famous courtesan in the capital named Wanrou, renowned for her beauty and talent. I didn't believe it could be you. How could you... have really fallen so low..." At this point, Xiaofeng choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

Seeing Xiaofeng's heartbroken state, although a wave of sorrow welled up in my heart, I still forced a smile and comforted him. "Hmm, don't be sad for your sister. Look, isn't she doing well now? Hmm, it's alright. Oh, you're traveling the martial world, do you know anything about your brother-in-law's case?" "Brother-in-law?" Xiao Feng was startled, and after a long while, he remembered who I was talking about. Ah, it was the man who took me away from him. He said bitterly, "The Grand Secretary wants to behead them all, but I heard the Emperor won't allow it and has repeatedly used celestial signs to delay. According to an old friend of mine in prison, the Grand Secretary has made up his mind to have the soldiers in the prison secretly kill them one by one, but it won't be obvious from the outside." Ah, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, and I was about to collapse. What should I do? What should I do? All my efforts and sacrifices over such a long time are about to be in vain. I've already bribed so many soldiers in the prison. Are they still going to kill my husband? I was utterly devastated and threw myself into Xiao Feng's arms, crying loudly.

"Sister, sister, don't be like this." Xiao Feng was at a loss. When he was little, when he was naughty and disobedient, my tears would fall like beads from a broken string. The mischievous Xiao Feng would be terrified, and no matter how fun something was, he would refuse to do it again. He would run back to my side to comfort me, swearing that he would listen to me until I stopped crying and started laughing. Only then would he feel relieved.

"Sister, Wanrou, let me finish." Xiao Feng gently supported me and said, "Sister, don't cry. For you, I will definitely go to prison, even if it means being shattered to pieces." "Ah, you're going to the Imperial Prison? That's a matter of life and death. If you commit a serious crime, the court will arrest you. What will you do?" Hehe, Xiao Feng smiled slyly.

"Sister, don't worry. I've made some friends and learned some skills over the years. With a little trickery, I'm sure those prison guards will obey." Oh, you plan to? I was about to ask when Xiao Feng covered my mouth, signaling me to stop talking. He then got up to leave. At that moment, a wave of emotion surged within me. This was another man willing to go through fire and water for me. Although he spoke lightly, this journey was bound to be extremely dangerous. If he were to leave like this, perhaps it wouldn't just be a five-year debt, but a lifelong regret.

"Little brother, don't rush." I stood up and stopped Xiao Feng, who was almost at the door.

"Sister, is there anything else?" Xiao Feng glanced back casually, but then stopped at the door.

"Yes, I've risked my life for you, sister, and I have nothing left to do for you. This is all I have to repay you with. I wish you a safe journey and a successful return." As I spoke, I removed my clothes, lowered my head shyly, and sat obediently on the bed, silent.

Xiao Feng let out a long breath, his body slowly relaxing from stiffness.

Finally, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, stepped to my side, gently embraced me, and fell into the bed curtains.

Xiao Feng pressed his lips to my ear, breathing softly. I trembled slightly as he breathed on my lips, then gently licked my earlobe with his tongue, creating waves of sweet sensation

within me. Although I was worldly-wise and familiar with matters between men and women, I still felt somewhat embarrassed at first, being so intimately connected with Xiao Feng, whom I knew so well. Unconsciously, I turned slightly away from him.

Xiao Feng wasn't surprised, nor did he stop. On the contrary, he pressed tightly against my back, his expert caresses teasing me from my knees to my buttocks. With each stroke, the outlet of my lower body seemed to be gushing hot air, as if it couldn't wait to burst forth. In sync with his movements, my waist involuntarily began to sway slightly.

Mmm, I still retained a vestige of my sisterly reserve and dignity, but this lingering feeling only further aroused and stimulated my rapidly swelling, burning desire. Xiao Feng's fingers were now lightly and heavily stroking the inside of my thighs, my labia parted to the sides, completely exposing the entrance to my body's center of gravity.

Then, Xiao Feng deliberately ignored the already muddy valley and gently cupped my breasts, playfully swaying them. Looking down at my erect breasts, a wave of shame and embarrassment washed over me, and I could only look away. But Xiao Feng gently pinched my nipples, the pressure light yet tingling and numbing. Being teased and played with by the man I considered my younger brother, my mind went blank. I could only let out a low, sobbing sound, full of passion and desire.

Oh, when did this happen? While my breasts were the only sensation? The thick tip of the man's penis behind me was already pressing and squeezing between my legs. My labia were obediently yielding, taking in the smooth, hot glans, moistened with love juice.

Xiao Feng thrust forward smoothly, and most of his penis was already inside me.

I arched my back and thrust my hips, twisting my body. Xiao Feng lay on his side behind me, moving rhythmically. He held his beloved older sister tightly, a woman he had longed for years. Though no longer a young girl, she exuded womanly charm, even more mature and alluring.

Oh, I was swept up by Xiao Feng's powerful, joyful waves behind me, trembling in his broad chest. His hot breath sprayed onto my back, eliciting uncontrollable moans in response.

I felt like I was burning up. I parted my lips slightly, closed my eyes a little, and my hips moved like a snake slithering through the grass. Xiao Feng squeezed my breasts tightly, almost bursting them open. The pleasure surging through my body overwhelmed me, causing my entire body to tremble and quiver uncontrollably.

"Mmm," Xiao Feng pressed his advantage, thrusting deep and withdrawing quickly. My vagina cried out, gripping his penis tightly. "Mmm, sister, why is it so tight there?" Xiao Feng laughed, filling my vagina with his large penis, my curvaceous body completely exposed before him.

My left hand reached back, embracing Xiao Feng's waist, hoping he would dominate my body even more firmly. The desire within me burned brightly and intensely; we were both completely intoxicated, enveloped in pleasure.

On this ancient and ambiguous day, we temporarily abandoned everything, discarding all unnecessary constraints.

"Sister, you're enjoying it, aren't you? Isn't your little brother amazing...?"

Oh, ah, that's all I could reply with these intermittent moans. Ah ah, Xiao Feng seemed unsatisfied, thrusting even more violently into my buttocks, making crisp slapping sounds.

"Ah ah... good... ah... little brother, keep going, keep going..." "Keep going what? Sister Wanrou." Xiao Feng was being mischievous again.

"Ah ah, this time I can only submit... obediently... ah ah, keep going, hurry up, sister." "Oh, sister, still sister, Sister Wanrou, you're my real sister, haha!" This rascal Xiao Feng still couldn't resist teasing me, as if that could erase all the bitterness of his wanderings. His

thick, strong body, his unrestrained, wild penis, again and again Xiao Feng threw me from the peak of lust to the next peak, years of longing, years of love.

All of it was released on my body and inside me. That night, I experienced something that my husband and all the other clients could not provide for me.

That sense of fulfillment and satisfaction, that direct, indescribable, burning desire, completely enveloped me.

The east was already showing the first light of dawn. I awoke from my reverie, covered by a sheet, still naked, my body bearing the lingering red of last night's passion. Just as I was secretly savoring the memory and a smile crept onto my lips, I suddenly noticed a small windmill beside me. It was one I had taught him to make when he was little; it was his favorite thing to play with.

Oh, this little windmill was a letter. I hurriedly opened it, and saw a line of small writing: "Sister, do not worry. My affairs in prison are over. Your brother will follow a noble person to rid the world of evil."

Oh, what does this mean? I was completely baffled. Later, I gradually learned that when the soldiers in the prison woke up that morning, they all found their wives' bras and undergarments beside them. This most obvious warning terrified them, and no one dared to make any rash moves or secretly harm the prisoners. Not long after, His Majesty the Emperor eliminated the Grand Secretary, and legend has it that Xiao Feng was the Emperor's top martial arts expert.

Later, when I returned home with my husband, who had resigned from his official post, one night in an inn, a dark figure leaped over the courtyard wall and left a small windmill on my bed. I gently opened the windmill, and there were only four words on it: "Forget each other in the rivers and lakes."

[The End]

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