Jade Hall Spring [Full Text]

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Since Yang Ling was detained for the imperial tomb incident, Han Youniang and her group of delicate women had no way to appeal and could only wander around the Ministry of Justice prison day and night. But even so, how could these powerless, penniless, and powerless women possibly see their imprisoned husband, Yang Ling?

Just as Yang Ling's wives and concubines were hesitant and at a loss, a maidservant suddenly announced that Wang Jinglong, the son of Minister of Rites Wang Qiong, had come to visit. Minister of Rites Wang Qiong was already a suspect in Yang Ling's downfall, and Wang Jinglong's visit—why did he come so soon after Yang Ling's imprisonment? What were his intentions? But Wang Jinglong was, after all, a man of status, and refusing to see him would be impolite.

Just as Yang Ling's wife, Han Youniang, was in a dilemma, Yu Tangchun said, "This Wang Jinglong is the son of the Minister of Rites. If we can ask him to persuade his father, Minister Wang, to intercede for the master, wouldn't the master have a chance to clear his name?" Xue Limei, however, disagreed, saying, "Why did he have to come at this time of year? Besides, I've heard from the common people that it was his father and several other high-ranking officials who were trying to trip up the master. Do you think he'll save the master? I think he's just here to show off and watch the show."

Han Youniang and Yu Tangchun thought about it carefully and realized that this made sense. Just as Han Youniang was hesitating, Xue Limei jumped out angrily: "I'll go meet him! I want to see what kind of magic this Third Young Master Wang can pull off!"

Yu Tangchun quickly grabbed her: "Come on, with your bad temper, you'll only harm Master if you go.

Madam, why don't I go and find out first? I've met him once before. After I figure out his intentions, we can make a decision later."

Han Youniang thought it made sense. Gao Wenxin was dull, Xue Limei was impatient, but Yu Tangchun was calm and steady, making him a suitable candidate. Frowning, she said, "Then you should hurry back." A few days ago, Wang Jinglong and a group of young masters went to a brothel for pleasure. Just then, a man named Cheng Jin from the Shi Hua Guan heard that Yang Ling had fallen from grace. Excited, he spread the news that three courtesans had been forcibly bought. Wang Jinglong only had one wife, who had been frail and sickly since their marriage. He had never been satisfied in their marital relations and frequently frequented brothels. Hearing this, he immediately had an idea.

His group of cronies had long wanted to bring down Yang Ling, but they lacked any evidence. Framed at Yang's residence was too risky; they might even be falsely accused. Now that he'd heard Yang Ling had forcibly brought three courtesans back to his residence, if he could persuade them to frame Yang Ling, portraying him as a hypocrite who oppresses the good and sells women, then the good image Yang Ling had cultivated by defying the imperial decree for his wife would crumble, and he would surely become infamous among the people, making it much easier to deal with him. Then, by appealing to their emotions, reasoning with them, and offering them benefits, with his looks, talent, family background, and status, Wang Jinglong could easily have these courtesans eagerly awaiting his arrival.

Standing before the main hall of the Yang residence, Wang Jinglong glanced at the gloomy sky and then at the expressionless old steward standing by with his hands at his sides. From the fact that the old steward hadn't invited him inside or offered him tea, he concluded that the entire Yang household must have fallen into disarray because of Yang Ling's imprisonment. Wang Jinglong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, a genuine sense of satisfaction.

At this moment, Yu Tangchun came out and gestured for the old steward to leave. She quietly walked behind Wang Jinglong, gave a graceful bow, and said softly, "This humble servant, Su San, greets Young Master Wang."

Wang Jinglong had already smelled a delicate fragrance wafting over, and he straightened his posture slightly before turning around, feigning surprise, and said, "Oh dear, it's Miss Su! My apologies." Yu Tangchun invited Wang Jinglong to sit down in the main hall. Unsure of his intentions, she remained silent and simply stared at the man before her. Wang Jinglu's charming little maid blinked her beautiful eyes, looking at him with curiosity. She sighed and said, "I and Lord Yang are old acquaintances. Now I hear that Lord Yang has fallen into trouble... Alas! This Lord Yang, relying on the Emperor's favor, unexpectedly colluded with some corrupt officials to deceive the court. He was a man with a bright future ahead of him, but now he has fallen to such an end. It is truly heartbreaking!" Upon hearing this, Yu Tangchun almost slammed her hand on the table. She suppressed her anger, forced a smile, and remained silent, still staring intently at Wang Jinglong. Seeing her standing silently before him, Wang Jinglong quickly rose and said, "Miss, please forgive my intrusion, but to be honest, I have come to visit you today for... for Miss Su." "What?" Yu Tangchun was taken aback. Her pretty face naturally showed astonishment. She asked incredulously, "Young Master Wang... for this humble servant? This is..." Wang Jinglong deliberately raised his head and sighed, saying, "Alas. Although I have known Lord Yang for a time, there are some things he does that I simply cannot condone. Lord Yang..." "A man spent a fortune to redeem Miss Su, so he should cherish her. Yet this man, for the sake of his own reputation for loyalty and righteousness, treats such a beautiful and charming woman as a concubine, while regarding her as a lowly servant. How is this any different from a hypocrite? It's such a pity for you, Miss. With such talent and beauty, you should be cherished and pampered, yet you've ended up like this." Yu Tangchun almost laughed upon hearing this. Looking at Wang San Gongzi's indignant expression, it seemed he felt he was Yang Ling's plaything at night, but treated like a maid during the day. But even if that were true, what did it have to do with him, Wang Gongzi? Besides, she certainly didn't believe him. He had rushed to the Yang residence, travel-worn and talked for so long, just to defend himself. She didn't refute him, but only feigned grievance, saying, "Young Master Wang... why do you say that? Actually, my master treats me... treats me very well, and has never mistreated me." As she spoke, she thought of her years of selling her smiles in the brothel, and now that she had regained her freedom, her heart had just found someone, just had hope, and that lovely yet hateful person had ended up like this. Was this what people meant by "beauty is often short-lived"?

In an instant, sorrow welled up inside her, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

Wang Jinglu, seeing her tearful appearance and hearing her insincere words, thought he had hit the nail on the head, while the pretty little maid dared not speak out because she was still in the Yang residence. He couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. He immediately put on a sincere expression, stepped forward, and grasped the young maid's soft hands as if he were speaking from the heart, saying, "Miss Su, I have come here today with the utmost sincerity, truly wanting to rescue you from this hellhole. But you seem so insincere. Do you not trust me, or are you afraid of Yang Ling? Miss Su, please do not doubt my sincerity. I heard from my father that the three judicial departments have already convicted Yang Ling today, and the Emperor has issued an edict that Yang Ling will be executed at Caishikou tomorrow at noon. You need not worry anymore. Moreover, this is a major case. If it is truly investigated, everyone in the Yang family will be implicated..."

Upon hearing this news, Yu Tangchun felt as if struck by lightning. Her vision went black, and she staggered back a few steps, her face turning pale. Wang Jinglu looked completely lost, not even reacting to his caressing of her hand. He assumed his last words had frightened her, so he intensified his efforts and continued to threaten, "I, Wang, am not lying! Everyone in the Yang family, even if they escape the death penalty, will certainly face punishment. Miss Su, you are such a delicate person, aren't you afraid of being sold into slavery and suffering the torment of that man's ex-husband in the brothel?" At this

moment, Yu Tangchun's mind was filled with the news that Yang Ling was about to be executed, so she couldn't hear what he was saying afterward. But seeing that the pretty young maid's face was pale, her lips trembling and bloodless, Wang Jinglong was terrified by the news of her being a courtesan. He quickly changed to a gentle tone to comfort her, "Miss Su, you don't need to worry. From the moment I met you, I've been captivated by you. How could I bear to see you suffer like this? Miss Su, Yang Ling took you as a concubine, but disguised you as a servant. He has never had any true feelings for you! Are you really going to waste your potential and ruin your future for such a hypocrite?"

Yu Tangchun slowly came to her senses. She thought about it carefully and realized that this Third Young Master Wang clearly knew a lot about the inside story. If the Emperor really wanted to send the entire Yang family to the brothel, what way could he possibly save them? Could he be plotting something else? With this thought in mind, she decided to cooperate with Wang Jinglong and play along to see what he was really up to!

Yu Tangchun, a woman from a brothel, was most skilled at deliberately flattering and feigning compliance. Suspicion arose in her heart. She immediately rushed forward, prostrating herself on the ground and weeping, "Hongfu fled in the night, Lüzhu fell from the building, we unfortunate women only ever seek a loving husband in our lives, but Yang Ling is no good man, I beg you, sir, to have pity on me! Save this humble servant!"

Wang Jinglong was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to help her up, saying, "Miss, there's no need for such formality. To have you by my side, sharing a night of sweet words and laughter, is more than I could ask for." As he spoke, he

couldn't resist giving Yu Tangchun's soft, fair wrist a light pinch. Yu Tangchun blushed, quickly withdrawing her hand, feigning shyness, and said with a mixture of reproach and delight, "Young Master…we're still in the Yang residence…"

Hearing her say "still in the Yang residence," Wang Jinglong realized she was implying that if they weren't in the Yang residence, he could do whatever he wanted. Clearly, she had secretly fallen for him! Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "Yang Ling is about to be executed, and the Yang family will soon be wiped out. Why should you hesitate, young lady? Just nod your head, and you'll be mine, Wang Jinglong's woman."

Yu Tangchun feigned concern, saying, "But... Yang Ling is highly regarded by the Emperor. Would he really be so easily executed? Besides, if the Emperor decrees that the entire Yang family be enslaved, then what... what right do you have to save me? If Yang Ling survives, then I..." In Wang Jinglu's eyes, prostitutes were heartless, and actors were unfaithful. Yang Ling was about to die; would this beauty really be willing to die with him? Yu Tangchun's words clearly seemed to be paving the way for his escape.

If he could help her extricate herself from the Yang Ling affair, given his status as the Third Young Master Wang, this beauty would surely be eager to offer herself to him. Overjoyed, he revealed his plan to frame Yang Ling to this beauty he believed to have fallen for him. Yu Tangchun, though seething with anger, gritted her teeth and said with feigned shyness,

"In that case, Su San thanks you, young master. Su San will do as you please." Having previously worked in the pleasure quarters, she could feign joy even when inwardly resentful. Now, wanting to seduce him, her affected coquettishness immediately made Wang Jinglong understand the other meaning behind "do as you please," and his soul soared. He longed to take this alluring beauty home immediately. Driven by lust, he reached out a hand to grasp her willow-like waist.

Whether it was her feigned modesty or something else, Yu Tangchun immediately dodged to the side when Wang Jinglong reached out, but unexpectedly stumbled and bumped into the corner of a low table, letting out a painful cry.

A series of crashes followed, and most of the items on the low table were knocked over. Wang Jinglong quickly rushed over, reaching out to steady Yu Tangchun as she lost her balance. After she regained her footing, he helped her sit in a chair, asking, "Where did you bump into? Does it hurt? Let me see."

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Yu Tangchun cried out repeatedly. Seeing her furrowed brows, Wang Jinglong knew that even if the impact wasn't painful, it must have been quite severe. Then he thought, wasn't this the perfect opportunity to take advantage of her vulnerability?

Although the corners that Yu Tangchun bumped into weren't sharp, she still felt a dull ache on the outside of her thigh, a numb and aching sensation that was quite uncomfortable. She could only gently rub that area through her skirt. After all, she had bumped her hip, and to check for any injury, she would have to lift her skirt. With Wang Jingluan in front of her, although she had intended to seduce Wang Jinglong to save Yang Ling, she was still a virgin, and even if she came from a brothel, how could she possibly do such a wanton thing?

The observant Wang Jinglong pretended to be clueless and said, "I see that the corners hit your cartilage. If it's not treated properly immediately, it might swell up. That won't do! Come, let me see!" This immediately put Yu Tangchun in a dilemma. She couldn't refuse outright, since she still wanted to win him over, but she also didn't want him to touch her thigh and take too much advantage. For a moment, she didn't know what to do, so when Wang Jinglong pulled away her right hand that was pressing down on her skirt, she could only stammer, "Ah... Young Master Wang... no need... I'm fine, I can rub it myself." Yu Tangchun's expression was very flustered and unnatural. Although Wang Jinglong, a seasoned lover, couldn't guess what she was thinking at this moment, he could still see the hesitation in her eyes. He smiled slightly, licked his lips, and said in a strange tone, "How can that be? If you really hurt her, how can I live with myself? Your injury is my pain."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tangchun almost vomited. She wanted to stop him, but seeing his serious expression, she really didn't know how to deal with him. Wang Jinglong knew that his opportunity had come when Yu Tangchun lowered her head slightly and remained silent. He then lifted the hem of Yu Tangchun's skirt. Not only did he bring his face close to Yu Tangchun's smooth thighs clad in snow-white spring trousers, but his hands also quickly moved to gently caress them.

Suddenly having her thighs touched by the man's warm hands, Yu Tangchun instinctively pulled her legs back, appearing somewhat flustered. However, she dared not push Wang Jinglong's hands away, and could only say, her face flushed and her heart pounding, "Oh...Young Master Wang...this...it's alright! This servant is fine now." Hearing Yu Tangchun say this, Wang Jinglong was even more convinced that Yu Tangchun was only feigning modesty. He didn't expose her, and continued to slowly knead her soft yet firm thighs through the smooth spring trousers. Yu Tangchun realized that her spring trousers were now exposed to this man, and her thighs were being wantonly caressed. Her pretty face immediately turned red with embarrassment, even the patch of white skin on her bodice showed a faint blush.

Seeing Yu Tangchun's reaction, Wang Jinglong became even bolder and more frivolous. He felt a faint, intoxicating fragrance constantly enveloping his nose, which aroused his lust and made his breathing increasingly rapid. Damn it, this alluring little vixen. Inadvertently, Wang Jinglong noticed a faint red tinge under Yu Tangchun's trousers, presumably her underpants. This made his blood boil instantly, a surge of lust washing over him, making him even more rampant.

At this moment, Wang Jinglong's hands were caressing a wider area. He not only seemingly casually touched Yu Tangchun's snowy buttocks with his fingers, but also deliberately blew air onto the spot where he touched it. This overly attentive tenderness, and the already excessive contact, stirred a hint of lust in Yu Tangchun's heart amidst her resentment, and her breathing became rapid. She braced herself against the edge of the recliner with both hands, her rosy face turned to the side, not daring to look directly at the man's actions. "How could I be like this? No, I must push him away. Oh no, I still need him to save Lord Yang. Yes, I must endure it, I have to endure it!" Yu Tangchun struggled internally, but a burning passion ignited within her, igniting her desire. She nervously shifted her thighs slightly, trying to tighten them. This subtle movement caught the eye of Wang Jinglong, a seasoned womanizer.

Seemingly sensing Yu Tangchun's unease, Wang Jinglong secretly glanced at her, discovering her swollen breasts rising and falling intensely before him. Her face was tilted back, her eyes tightly closed, her pearly teeth biting her lips; her expression was ambiguous, a mixture of restraint and pleasure. This ambiguous expression was incredibly alluring, fueling his endless fantasies.

A smug smile crept across Wang Jinglong's lips. He said confidently to Yu Tangchun,

"Come, Miss Su, spread your legs a little wider. I'll rub the sore spot and help disperse the blood." Yu Tangchun cursed inwardly, "This lecher! I clearly bumped my outer thigh, and you, you shameless man, are telling me to spread my legs? If it weren't for Lord Yang, I'd spit in your face!" Even so, she couldn't very well kick away the lecherous Wang Jinglong squatting before her. But as she hesitated, the man's hands were already on her knees. As his hands moved upwards, her body trembled noticeably, but she only gritted her teeth and let out a soft moan, not refusing to let the man continue rubbing her alluring, pink thighs. It was because she was determined to use her beauty to win over this man and find out how he planned to harm Yang Ling, or perhaps the man's hands possessed an inexplicable magic; a wave of heat emanated from his palms, overwhelming this naive young woman.

"Looks like you're badly injured, Miss Su. Come, I need your cooperation to remove the bruises..."

The man's voice was like a spell, and Yu Tangchun obediently and shyly spread her legs wider. Wang Jinglong immediately attacked from both sides, his left hand sliding along the outer edge of her thigh until it reached her buttocks, where it lingered, skillfully caressing and kneading; while his right hand boldly rubbed the inner thigh. His fingers, seasoned in the ways of love, explored to within an inch of her private parts. Yu Tangchun could even feel the heat of his fingers seeping through her thin trousers and panties into her flower garden.

"Ugh... how... how could this be?" Yu Tangchun groaned helplessly. She clearly felt disdain and disgust for this man, but she had only humbled herself and sold her body for Yang Ling. But this man seemed to be a born scoundrel who could seduce women; his skillful movements, like magic, intoxicated her. Despite wanting to stop his further advances, she instinctively yielded, hoping that hateful finger would rub harder, to finally alleviate the unbearable itch.

Wang Jinglong, however, didn't force his way in to satisfy the empty crevice of this aroused young woman. He merely looked at Yu Tangchun, whose nose was already beaded with sweat, with a half-smile, and slowly brought up the old topic again: "Miss Su, you want to leave the Yang residence and regain your freedom, right? Why don't you move into my Wang residence tonight? What do you say?" "Okay...okay!"

Yu Tangchun's heart was slowly filled with lust, and she couldn't even hear what the man was asking, answering naturally. Suddenly startled, she tried to struggle to sit up, but Wang Jinglong lewdly grinned, his right hand lightly pinching the edge of Yu Tangchun's thin, delicate trousers. In an instant, the thin trousers slipped down to her thighs, revealing her white thighs and her bright red underpants. Yu Tangchun felt a chill in her lower body, looked down, and was startled. Her body began to writhe like a snake.

Seeing this, Wang Jinglong immediately reached out and pulled up her panties from her buttocks. "Ugh..." The front of the panties suddenly got stuck between her private parts, and the sudden stimulation made Yu Tangchun groan. She tossed and turned on the round recliner in discomfort. Wang Jinglong skillfully followed her movements, pulling up the edge of the panties and stimulating her labia and even her clitoris.

Yu Tangchun seemed to be trying her best to control herself, sometimes biting her lower lip tightly, sometimes tossing her long, disheveled hair, her eyes alluring but afraid to look at the man squatting in front of her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the sticky fluid that oozed from the depths of her flower chamber. Finally, she sighed in a dreamlike voice, "Mmm... Ugh... No... I... I don't want to!"

Although Yu Tangchun was trembling all over from being touched, and her spring water was overflowing, even though she said this, she was like a little girl who had been caught lying on the spot. Not only were her ears completely red, but her head was also almost lowered to her chest.

That shy and restless appearance proved that she had indeed been caught up in a state of distraction without realizing it.

And her slender jade legs, which were still slightly parted, were excitedly trying to close with the teasing and provocation of those fingers, but they never closed. And her spring pants, which were still not pulled up, had slipped down to her knees. Her reaction was just as Wang Jinglong had expected. She seemed to be trying her best to resist, but in fact she could only resist in a roundabout way.

"So alluring! So seductive!" Wang Jinglong swallowed hard. He had only intended to tease this woman of the night for a while before leaving, leaving her wanting more so that he could easily have his way with her later. But he hadn't expected her body to react so intensely, like that of a virgin. Her baby-soft skin seemed to burst with moisture at the slightest touch, her willow-leaf eyebrows were delicate, her eyes were alluring, and she breathed softly, moaning like a dream. She was both intoxicating and irresistible. With such a tempting body in his grasp, how could he suppress his lust and leave?

At this moment, Yu Tangchun was clearly terrified. Her body was also aroused by Wang Jinglong's teasing, but her mind was slowly returning to normal. Yang Ling! That man of unwavering love, who would defy imperial orders for his beloved wife! Hadn't her heart already been bound to him? Why had she been so thoroughly swayed by this lewd man?

She clearly had ulterior motives, so why had she ended up so bewildered by him? If things continued like this, even if her heart remained steadfast, her body would inevitably succumb. She couldn't simply refuse; if this lecherous man walked away, her entire plan to gather information would fail. Yu Tangchun realized she was now in a dilemma, caught between a rock and a hard place.

Gradually, Yu Tangchun felt the burning desire lurking within her growing stronger and more intense. The man's hands never stopped, constantly teasing her body. Could it be…? Yu Tangchun's heart sank. Was this lecherous man going to…?

She suspected the man's intentions, and the thought made her tremble. She had considered using her body, but she had absolutely no intention of giving herself away. Moreover, this was still inside the main hall of the Yang residence, with Madam and Xue'er still in the inner room, and the old steward standing at the door. How could he…

Yu Tangchun, experiencing such a scene for the first time, was struggling internally. It wasn't that she didn't want to resist, but she was afraid this man would turn on her, afraid that if she missed this man, no one would be able to save Yang Ling. And, surprisingly, she even harbored a tiny bit of expectation. What was most deadly was his hand, a hand seemingly imbued with magic, pressing against her thigh. The ant-like stimulation surged like a tidal wave, making her limp, and an intense lust had already overwhelmed her.

"Yang… Lord Yang… um…"

In a daze, Yu Tangchun unconsciously let out a trembling, soul-stirring moan from her throat. Why? If he were Lord Yang, how wonderful that would be! This irresistible pleasure… even though she knew it wasn't Lord Yang in front of her, why did her body, in such an awkward situation, betray herself and Lord Yang, generating this inappropriate lust?

"That damned slut! Even at this crucial moment, she's still thinking about that country bumpkin Yang Ling!" Hearing Yu Tangchun's moan, Wang Jinglong's anger flared, and he yanked his hand violently. The silky undergarments instantly tightened around Yu Tangchun's private parts, pressing firmly against her clitoris and vulva. "Mmm..." Yu Tangchun felt a surge of intense pleasure, like a thunderbolt, rush from her vulva to her brain. Streams of nectar, no longer able to be contained, flowed from her flower bud, through her vulva, and slowly soaked the thin, cicada-wing-like undergarments. She clenched her teeth tightly, her alluring eyes closed, her head swaying left and right as if trying to expel this shameful pleasure, yet offering no resistance.

Seeing Yu Tangchun's submissive and seductive expression, Wang Jinglong assumed that this long-suffering courtesan had finally succumbed to her lust. Yu Tangchun's smooth, jade-like thighs trembled gently in his rough hands, bringing an incomparably sensual stimulation. But if this continued, how could he resist taking her right there and then? But this was still the Yang residence; if she made a scene, he would be the one in the wrong. Wouldn't his plan be ruined?

Just as his hand released the little maid's underpants, he saw Yu Tangchun's beautiful eyes tightly closed, her pretty face showing a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her legs involuntarily came together and rubbed gently, her rapidly heaving breasts creating a dazzling wave of flesh, incredibly alluring. Her half-naked breasts, covered by a lake-green bodice, seemed about to spring out, swaying and shining beneath her clothes, deeply captivating Wang Jinglong's gaze.

Just one more touch, just one more touch! A demon seemed to beckon Wang Jinglong with an alluring call. Gazing at Yu Tangchun's eager breasts, his facial muscles twitched, and his hand involuntarily rose again. Under Yu Tangchun's alluring yet hesitant gaze, he slowly reached out.

"Mmm..."

Yu Tangchun's cherry-like lips let out a soft, seductive moan. She felt a pair of warm hands covering her breasts. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, the heat spread rapidly along her sensitive nipples—a sensation she had never experienced before. The man's hands gently caressed her, and a tidal wave of desire instantly overwhelmed her, leaving her utterly bewildered.

"Miss Su...I...I...!" Wang Jinglong's eyes reddened, while Yu Tangchun trembled, half out of fear and half out of anticipation. She even slightly straightened up, responding to his movements, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. She didn't know why she was like this.

Wang Jinglong's right hand had already slipped inside her bodice, grasping her rather well-proportioned breasts and gently kneading them. Her breasts were squeezed and kneaded into various full shapes, and when he released them, they bounced back with remarkable elasticity. Her round, perky breasts and fair skin made even a seasoned womanizer like Wang Jinglong swallow hard. Yu Tangchun's breasts were exceptionally soft and smooth, her fair skin incredibly delicate. Wang Jinglong gently stroked her pink nipples with his fingers, twisting and turning them back and forth, and Yu Tangchun's nipples instantly hardened.

Yu Tangchun let out a soft moan, covering her face with her hands in shame and anger. She felt like a lamb to the slaughter, and this lewd man before her was like a wolf about to devour her. He not only defiled her body but also wanted to take her as his concubine. Yu Tangchun was torn between two conflicting desires: she wanted to protect her virginity for Yang Ling, yet she also wanted to risk it all and let Wang Jinglong take advantage so that Yang Ling could be rescued. Deep down, she also craved to indulge in this deadly pleasure, yet she dared not reciprocate. She knew her nipples were hard and erect, and each brush of his fingertips filled her with both anxiety and shame. A burning desire raged within her, consuming her reason and soul. She knew she was on the verge of collapse, and understood that she was about to succumb, but she refused to betray her principles. She couldn't let him succeed—this was Yu Tangchun's strongest thought.

Yu Tangchun kept calling Yang Ling's name in her heart, desperately struggling with the last shred of reason in her mind. She tried to pull her hands away from Wang Jinglong's body, but instead of pushing, her effort caused her to lose her balance, and her upper body fell backward, landing on the recliner. Although Wang Jinglong quickly caught her as she fell, they both tumbled onto the sturdy recliner.

Wang Jinglong, lying on top of Yu Tangchun, felt the soft, warm fragrance in his arms, suddenly experiencing the joy of being embraced. He quietly observed the beautiful woman panting and blushing before him, her expression one of subtle anger, unspoken words, and a desire to look at him but not daring to open her eyes—a look of extreme, repressed lust. Even this seasoned lecher was momentarily stunned by her. His earlier thoughts of withdrawing had long since vanished. He pressed down on Yu Tangchun's round, beautiful, and slender shoulders, which trembled like a startled deer, and lowered his head to cover her slightly parted lips with his own.

Yu Tangchun's submissive and welcoming reaction only excited him more. She kept her eyes tightly closed, not daring to utter a word, relying on his lips and tongue to gently and skillfully kiss her from her lips to her neck and ears, then back up to her lips. He then slowly licked upwards to her eyelids, eyebrows, and forehead. This gentleness stirred the heart of Yu Tangchun, a woman already in the throes of spring, and for a moment, Yang Ling's image seemed to blur.

"Mmm...!" Yu Tangchun trembled slightly, and unexpectedly embraced the man, her body writhing hot and burning. Her reaction ignited Wang Jinglong's already burgeoning desire even more unrestrainedly, his eyes burning with even greater lust. Without a word, he buried his face deeply in her not-so-deep cleavage. Like a ravenous wolf, he greedily and frantically licked and gnawed at Yu Tangchun's chest, but for a moment he couldn't find the nipple he most wanted to suckle, because he hurriedly raised his hand to untie the woman's bra.

However, Yu Tangchun, who was already holding her breath and trembling all over, seemed to suddenly wake up. She suddenly squeezed her legs together, her almond eyes wide open, and while reaching out to resist Wang Jinglong's invasion, she hurriedly cried out:

"Oh... young master... no... this is the Yang residence... you haven't taken me in yet, you can't do this... oh no... really... you can't do this... um... it's so itchy... please... woo... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die..."

At this moment, in this situation, Wang Jinglong's rationality had been devoured by his beastly nature. He disregarded everything and pressed the delicate little maid down beneath him. Moreover, Yu Tangchun's refusal was more like a seduction of her lover, full of temptation, making him fantasize and further stimulating this man who was controlled by lust.

Driven by lust, Wang Jinglong pressed his lips against Yu Tangchun's alluring soft lips. He teased her tongue, drawing it in and out until their tongues intertwined. Yu Tangchun's reason gradually crumbled, her desire surging. Saliva welled in her mouth, her tongue involuntarily exploring Wang Jinglong's mouth, letting him suckle and sharing her own saliva. She eagerly welcomed his wet tongue into her mouth, and the two engaged in a passionate, entwined kiss. At this moment, Yang Ling was completely forgotten by this woman, who was so deeply immersed in the act that she couldn't extricate herself.

Yu Tangchun's reaction was intense. Her soft hands unconsciously wrapped around Wang Jinglong's neck, her body writhing like a coiled snake. Her flower-like opening, overflowing with desire, continuously released nectar, making her entire passage wet and uncomfortable. Feeling the man's erection pressing against her outer thigh, she slowly slid her hand upwards, pressing it against her engorged breasts, gently kneading her pink, throbbing nipples.

Wang Jinglong chuckled, becoming increasingly bold, his movements more and more frivolous. He slowly licked and kissed her, then roughly pulled off the spring shirt that still covered Yu Tangchun's arms. Yu Tangchun's upper body was now completely exposed. She gasped but said nothing, her pretty face flushing even more. Her movements slowly coordinated with the man's, her small hands gently stroking Wang Jinglong's back, her breath escaping with a languid yet fragrant scent.

"Ah..." Looking at the trembling pair of breasts before him, Wang Jinglong felt all the blood rush to his groin. Good heavens, so beautiful, so white, so tender, a pair of perfectly round jade rabbits, so snowy and alluring. Wang Jinglong impatiently reached out and covered her breasts, vigorously kneading them. As Yu Tangchun's delicate body trembled slightly, she tightened her grip. Seeing that the pretty maid didn't resist, he was overjoyed, stroking her flat stomach and slowly moving downwards.

"Oh..." Yu Tangchun felt a warm hand groping her vulva through her underpants.

Sometimes it rubbed back and forth between her labia, sometimes it pinched and twisted her labia, sometimes it pressed and circled her clitoris. She trembled uncontrollably, one hand tightly gripping Wang Jinglong's, not resisting, only her legs twisting restlessly, her mouth emitting seductive moans.

"Cough cough...!" Suddenly, a cough came from the inner pavilion. Xue Limei, who had been secretly watching from the inner room, couldn't bear it any longer and intervened. A thunderclap seemed to strike Yu Tangchun's irrational mind, jolting her back to reality. Damn it! What was wrong with her? She had lost her mind like a female beast in heat, committing such lewd acts. How could this be fair to Lord Yang, who was still in prison! After a long pause, she grabbed Wang Jinglong's chest and pushed him away forcefully, clamping her legs together. Filled with guilt towards Yang Ling, she suppressed her urge to turn against Wang Jinglong, and said to him with a mixture of shame and anger, "Young Master Wang... I... you... please have some self-respect."

"Damn it!" The seasoned Wang Jinglong could easily see through Yu Tangchun's thoughts. He cursed inwardly, "Self-respect my ass! Just now, you were more shameless than anyone else when you were being horny, and now you're pretending to be modest when you think of your lover!" His anger and dissatisfaction grew, his eyes flashing with overwhelming fury. "You little slut, you've provoked me, and you think you can just leave? Let me tell you, not a chance!" (Link to a website: http://www.400ge.com)

Upon hearing this, not only Yu Tangchun, but even Han Youniang and Xue Limei, who were secretly gathering information in the inner hall, knew that this attempt to stir up trouble was doomed. But given the appearance of the two men outside, if they rashly went out, Yu Tangchun would not only be too ashamed to face anyone, but what if she angered Wang Jinglong and he became resentful and denied everything? They were just women, with no connections or influence in the capital; their hope of rescuing their master rested entirely on whether Yu Tangchun could successfully seduce this man. Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Everyone was lost in their own thoughts, and for a brief silence, only Yu Tangchun's still-breathing heavily could be heard.

Hearing those alluring moans, Wang Jinglong's lust, mixed with anger, erupted. Damn it, he had always been the one toying with women, never the one being summoned and dismissed like this. The unique, sweet scent of Yu Tangchun, a virgin, filled his nostrils, making him even more aroused. He easily pulled the woman off his body, roughly tearing her skirt open with a "ripping" sound. Her spring trousers, which had already slipped down to her knees, were also ripped off. With a slight effort, Yu Tangchun was pushed back onto the recliner. He pulled the pretty maid's hands away and began to rub her tender breasts without mercy. Yu Tangchun's hands were pressed against the backrest, and because the recliner was not low, her legs were suspended in mid-air. Wang Jinglong leered, roughly reaching under Yu Tangchun's underpants and gently pulling them down, touching her unusually full buttocks and her already soaking wet vulva.

Yu Tangchun's heart was in turmoil, but she held back, refraining from a hysterical scream.

This would attract Han Youniang, Xue Limei, and even the old steward outside. How could she face everyone in this state? If word got to Lord Yang… she didn't want such an ending… Lord Yang… Yang Ling's handsome face resurfaced in her mind. Fine, she would sacrifice herself. If she could ultimately save Lord Yang, what did her innocence matter! Lord Yang dared to defy the imperial decree for his wife; did she, Su San, have to pity this lowly body? At worst, on the day Lord Yang's name was cleared, she would dress in red and smash her head against the gate of the Wang residence, so that Wang Jinglong would never have peace in his next life!

Having figured everything out, Yu Tangchun completely let go. Since she had already made up her mind to offer herself, why not treat the man in front of her as Lord Yang and enjoy this deadly pleasure? After all, this was her first time!

"Ah... Lord... be gentle... um... be gentle... um... it's so itchy... so numb... Lord, you're so good...!" Yu Tangchun screamed wantonly, her sharp nails digging into Wang Jinglong's slightly thin and broad chest and back. The man had already tugged at her underpants, which were already wet with nectar, and then tore them off with both hands. The underpants hung pitifully on Yu Tangchun's fair ankles, swaying with the twisting of her body.

"This little slut has finally gotten aroused. All that pretense all day, but when she gets horny, she's just like a bitch in heat!" Wang Jinglong applied some pressure with his fingers, touching her soft, slippery labia, gently rubbing them back and forth. Yu Tangchun trembled instantly, one hand gripping his tightly, her legs twisting restlessly, emitting seductive moans. "My lord...no...ah...my...my lord...ah!" Yu Tangchun's body trembled with excitement, her legs instinctively clamping together, but before she could offer any resistance, the man's large hand had already gently caressed her small patch of fragrant grass. In no time, the lustful Wang Jinglong used his middle finger to gently probe the entrance between her tightly closed thighs. Yu Tangchun let out a lewd moan, her chest heaving, and the man's fingertip felt the wet, sticky nectar, which had unknowingly flowed from her flower garden, even trickling down to her groin.

At this moment, Wang Jinglong, whose lust was no longer satisfied by mere physical desire, swallowed hard and impatiently pressed down on Yu Tangchun's still trembling knees, easily parting her defenseless legs. He took a deep breath and buried his face between the pretty maid's legs. Instantly, a sensual fragrance filled his nostrils, further fueling his burning desire. Yu Tangchun's pink and tender vulva was tightly closed, leaving only a pink slit, glistening with nectar. After Wang Jinglong gently kneaded the tender labia and the barely visible clitoris, streams of nectar flowed from between the beautiful labia. Seeing this, Wang Jinglong immediately stuck out his tongue and licked the slit.

"Oh...good...good man...please...don't...don't do this...I...I can't take it anymore..."

Wang Jinglong wouldn't listen. To him, this moaning refusal was nothing more than a woman's affected manner. He only gave it a rough lick before reaching out to gently grind the increasingly erect clitoris. The small clitoris, having endured all sorts of teasing, was already engorged with blood, turning a rosy purple, displaying an alluring grape-like color that made one's mouth water.

"Mmm...okay...uh...ah...okay...Master...you...you're going to...go kill...kill Yu'er...oh...Yu'er is going to...go to die...ah...slow...slow down...Yu'er can't...can't take it anymore..."

Suddenly, Wang Jinglong lifted Yu Tangchun's snowy buttocks, and at the same time brought his face close to her private flower. His nimble lips and tongue began to fiercely yet gently lick and nibble at her tender flower path and the outside of her petals, causing the little maid to cry out and moan repeatedly. He stuck out his tongue and pressed it against her clitoris. The little maid seemed to be writhing in distress, and the nectar overflowing from her flower became more and more abundant. At this moment, he suddenly pressed his mouth against her private flower and sucked hard on her clitoris. His nimble tongue sometimes fiercely and sometimes gently swept across her tightly closed little flower lips. He greedily licked her mons pubis and tugged at her sparse pubic hair. Soon his face was covered in the pungent, fishy honey, but all of this only fueled Wang Jinglong's desire.

"Beautiful... ah... so beautiful... um... sir... you... you're so amazing... so powerful... ouch... this... is killing me... don't... don't suddenly use so much force... ah... so... so beautiful... so good... so... um... sir... I... how... how could I... not be able to take it... um... good... Yu'er... so amazing... this... so... what should I do... ah..." With her defenses down, Yu Tangchun gradually lost her senses. Slowly consumed by lust, she could no longer control herself, nor did she want to. Her moans grew louder and louder out of control. Han Youniang and Xue Limei, hiding in the inner room, heard everything clearly, but what could they do? They were truly in a bind now. Han Youniang still felt sorry for Yu Tangchun, while Xue Limei felt contempt and anger. So one hesitated, the other remained an observer, neither able to intervene or stop the current situation. Let nature take its course; perhaps this way, the master would be saved.

Wang Jinglong sucked and licked, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of the nectar, inhaling wave after wave of its fragrant aroma. He felt his lower body throbbing with blood, so hard it could kill several oxen. He could no longer restrain himself. He put down the maid's buttocks, stood up, and deftly unbuttoned his clothes, pulling out his erect penis

, as hard as a raging frog. Wang Jinglong first dabbed some of the nectar between Yu Tangchun's flower buds with his penis, then rubbed the dark red glans against her erect pink clitoris. The intense, unbearable tingling sensation made both of them tremble violently. Yu Tangchun felt an unbearable emptiness deep within her flower, causing her to panic and her delicate body instinctively writhe with each provocation.

"You little slut, writhing so seductively, looks like Yang Ling has done a good job training you!" Wang Jinglong looked down at the thirsty little maid with the same smugness he would show his prey, and said smugly. Little did he know that this seemingly alluring woman was still a virgin, and he was getting a huge advantage!

Wang Jinglong then used his thick, hot glans to tease her slightly parted labia, pushing aside the small petals to ensure there was enough nectar to lubricate the entrance. Then, he placed one hand on her rounded shoulder and lowered his body. Yu Tangchun's half-closed eyes snapped open, her cheeks burning, soft moans escaping her lips. Her skin flushed a captivating red, and waves of intense heat rose from within her, igniting her passion and making her blaze with desire!

Wang Jinglong chuckled inwardly. He knew that his methods had fully aroused the lust of this seductive young maid, tearing away her seemingly innocent facade. Now, her body was filled with carnal desire. If he exerted himself a little more, after a few rounds of passionate lovemaking, he guaranteed the young maid would completely submit to him, becoming his possessive plaything.

"Ah..." Closing her alluring eyes, the young maid let out a soft moan, her body instinctively arching upwards in a gesture of deception. Wang Jinglong, however, refused to give in so easily. He held her slender waist, gently rubbing the tip of his penis against the sensitive entrance of her flower valley, yet refusing to penetrate deeply.

Yu Tangchun saw that just one more step would satisfy the thirst in her secluded valley, but that damned, stinking man refused to go any further. This forced the beautiful maid to moan and groan, writhing her body, half-pleading, half-teasing as she said to Wang Jinglong, "Oh...good...good man...please...give...give Yu'er...I...I can't take it anymore..."

"What do you want me to give you? Say it clearly, and say it louder," Wang Jinglong persisted, determined to retaliate against her earlier rejection and to completely shatter her feigned innocence.

"I...I want...I want your penis, sir..."

"What is penis?"

"For...oh...for Yu'er...for Yu'er's...big...big meat stick..." "Do you really want my big meat stick, my little slut?"

"Really...really...uh...ouch...don't...don't tease me...ouch...Yu'er...Yu'er wants it..."

"How could that be? How could someone as beautiful as Miss Su be so lustful? I must have misheard you, right?"

"No...no...Yu...Yu'er...I'm a whore...a slut...a slut who's only for you to ride, for you to straddle...oh..." Yu Tangchun had maintained her chastity for years while performing at the Shihua Pavilion, partly because she was willing to pay a high price, and partly because she was a proud and ambitious person. Now, being humiliated like this by Wang Jinglong, this lecherous man, although she was driven to the point of being unable to suppress her lust, the resentment in her heart had also grown to an unbearable level along with her desire. Her pretty face stiffened for a moment, then quickly returned to its usual amorous expression. She knew that if she turned hostile now, all her efforts would be in vain. In her eagerness to please, she could probably utter even the most cheesy and shameless words.

Hearing this, Wang Jinglong could no longer restrain himself. He lowered his buttocks and thrust his hips forward violently!

"Ah…!" Yu Tangchun felt a tearing sensation in her flower-like opening. [Full text] Her virginity [Full text] was gone. The most precious virginity reserved for Lord Yang had been taken away by this shameless man.

And yet, she had to pretend to be a seductive woman secretly in love. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow. Coupled with the pain of her body being deflowered, two streams of clear tears flowed continuously from her tightly closed eyes.

"Little slut, you… Miss Su, you're still… still a virgin?" How could a whore who's been ridden by thousands in a brothel have such a tight flower-like opening? And just now, the glans of his penis did indeed feel as if it had pushed open a layer of flesh.

Seeing something amiss, Wang Jinglong looked down at their joined bodies and discovered a stream of crimson blood, mixed with nectar, flowing down Yu Tangchun's thighs from their point of contact. He had thought the title of "pure courtesan" was just a gimmick to exaggerate her virtues, but it turned out to be true...

Wang Jinglong was overjoyed! The gloom that Yang Ling had been causing him was now completely swept away.

Damn it, you think you're so capable of causing trouble? Not only have I given you a bright green hat, but I've also tasted your woman's first saliva!

Wang Jinglong's jealousy was only directed at Yang Ling. As a man, when he discovered that the woman beneath him was still a virgin, his bored feelings of pity and tenderness surged forth, slowly engulfing his out-of-control lust.

He stopped thrusting, lowered his head, and teased her pink nipples with his mouth, gently taking her left nipple into his mouth and beginning to suckle softly. His right hand rested on the recliner, while his left hand grasped and kneaded the maid's right breast, freely changing its shape.

After kneading for a while, he lightly pinched her pink nipple with his fingers, stimulating it until both nipples stood erect playfully, like two dewy cherries. Wang Jinglong, his mouth watering, quickly pressed his lips to one of them, opening his mouth to suckle, nibble, and lick, then deliberately sucking it high before releasing it back down, creating ripples in the breast.

At this moment, the little maid's firm breasts were covered with Wang Jinglong's sticky saliva, and her wet chest reflected a captivating, eerie light. Wang Jinglong found Yu Tangchun's charming appearance too adorable, so he thrust even harder. Yu Tangchun joyfully accepted her brother's intense assault, her swollen, tender vulva still wantonly swallowing and releasing his penis, her petite body constantly climbing to the peak of lust.

Yu Tangchun moaned softly, her hard nipples being teased by Wang Jinglong's tongue and teeth, her lower body completely filled by his penis. After the initial pain subsided, the feeling of fullness and the heat from his penis made her heart tingle. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure emanating from her body, and having completely let go of herself to please him, she no longer held back, letting out alluring, seductive moans: "Mmm... ahh... oh... so good... ahh mmm..."

As Wang Jinglong played with the two mounds of flesh on Yu Tangchun's chest, the little maid's narrow, tight flower path gripped his penis tightly, seemingly writhing, squeezing, and rubbing in circles. A tingling, pleasurable sensation shot straight to his head, making Wang Jinglong unable to resist increasing the speed of his hip movements. Abandoning any tenderness, he began to violently manipulate the tender flower hole beneath him.

The man's penis thrust in and out of the pink, youthful flower path of this virgin, the large, purplish-red glans scraping against the delicate walls of the flower with its glans, causing the flower path to contract strongly, thus tightly binding his penis and bringing Wang Jinglong indescribable, supreme pleasure. He bent down and tightly embraced Yu Tangchun's slender body, thrusting rapidly with even greater force than before. Her newly opened flower path was immediately filled to the brim by his hot penis. Had Wang Jinglong not done sufficient foreplay, his thrusting would likely have rubbed her tender flower path raw and bleeding. This exquisite pleasure, accompanied by pain, drove the young maid to a frenzy of desire. His mouth, freely licking and kissing her breasts, nearly brought this virgin to her peak: "My lord... ah... thrust... thrust me to death... ah oh... good man... let me die... ah ah..." As his penis filled her flower path, pounding back and forth, the pleasure made her moan with satisfaction, panting and twisting her delicate buttocks. The man's thick penis thrust in and out again, making her body go limp. Her labia were swollen and everted, streams of nectar flowing from her honeypot.

Yu Tangchun, who had been lying limply on the recliner, pressed her body passionately against Wang Jinglong's, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist. Her lips parted slightly, and she breathed heavily. Taking advantage of this, Wang Jinglong slipped his tongue inside, roughly licking her teeth and tongue, savoring the nectar in her mouth. Her clothes were disheveled, barely concealing her nakedness. Her pretty face was turned to one side, flushed, her breathing increasingly erratic, her complex expression swaying wildly from side to side. She felt the thrusting of his penis, ravaging every corner of her flower path. The pleasure drove her body almost mad, her face contorted as if she were about to cry. Her brows furrowed deeply, her eyes closed, her half-open lips unconsciously parting—she was incredibly alluring.

Yu Tangchun's body was continuously pressed downwards; each thrust of his hips caused his penis to slam hard against the tender flesh deep within her flower path, then be forcefully squeezed against the entrance of her flower chamber. This intense stimulation caused her originally firm consciousness to become increasingly blurred. She tightly hugged Wang Jinglong's neck with her small hands, her exquisite breasts pressed against his chest, and her nipples rubbed back and forth against his brocade robe. As a result, her silkworm-like little toes curled up in pleasure.

With each thrust, Wang Jinglong slammed deep into the entrance of the flower chamber, and with each withdrawal, a large amount of alluring nectar flowed from the honeyed orifice. This nectar splattered everywhere from the point where the two were joined together with each thrust, the passage tightly gripping his penis and writhing like it was being sucked, making Wang Jinglong shout with pleasure, wishing he could plunge his whole body into the honeyed orifice filled with nectar.

"Oh...so beautiful...so beautiful...mmm...my lord...mmm...you're so good...oh...my little hole is so beautiful...ah...good...good brother...good husband...mmm...mmm...harder...mmm...faster...fuck your Yu'er hard...fuck your little slut to death...ah...big...penis...too...so good...oh...beautiful...too...mmm...uh...beautiful..."

Yu Tangchun occasionally let out breathtaking moans. She came from a brothel, and although she had never eaten pork, she had seen pigs run, so she was naturally adept at these things. She subconsciously tightened her vaginal canal, her legs gripping Wang Jinglong's buttocks tightly, her slender waist and pink buttocks twisting and thrusting incessantly, her vagina rubbing against his penis.

Wang Jinglong felt incredibly comfortable, quickening his pace with each thrust, each one fierce and forceful. His nimble penis plunged deep into the wet opening, churning inside relentlessly, causing Yu Tangchun to tremble and convulse. Accompanied by long, plaintive moans, the little maid's honeyed orifice convulsed violently, a stream of vaginal fluid uncontrollably gushing from her flower core. Yu Tangchun cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah...ah...Master...no...stop...um...Yu'er...no...I can't take it anymore...coming...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...Yu'er is coming...I really am coming! Ah...good man...you're so amazing...good brother...I'm going to die, ah!! ah!! ah..." "Little slut...you're great too...ah...you whore, you're a born bitch for me to ride!

Oh...I'm coming too! Ah! I'm going to come! Give the young master a child, give the young master a child! Ah...!" As the little maid's vagina tightly gripped Wang Jinglong's glans, a stream of honey-like fluid poured onto his glans. Wang Jinglong could no longer control himself. His penis thrust in hard several times, then thick streams of semen gushed deep into the young maid's flower chamber. The scalding, yellowish semen repeatedly assaulted the soft, pink walls of her vagina, seeping into her alluring body. Yu Tangchun, seemingly having anticipated the man's ejaculation, let out a joyful cry, stretching out her arms to tightly embrace his shoulders. Her face, buried in Wang Jinglong's shoulders, wore a bitter, resentful expression, her pearly teeth biting her lips, and two streams of tears uncontrollably slid down her cheeks. Finally, she was free… The two, reaching their climax simultaneously, embraced each other, one driven by lust, the other feigning indifference, both panting heavily. The man's gradually limp penis, squeezed out by the tight vagina, released a sticky, wet discharge…

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