[Hetu][Enticing the Red Chamber][Episode 15] 2-4

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Chapter Three – Springtime in the Temple
"Ah…give it to me, give it to me quickly, ah…it hurts so much…"
The aphrodisiac administered to the Princess of Bei Jing had fully taken effect. Losing her senses, her strength increased dramatically, and

the hero became her prey.
Soft breasts pressed against his back, and Bao Yu's heart skipped a beat, followed by a long sigh.
Alas, he was too late! Bao Yu smiled bitterly, forcibly suppressing the surging desire within him, and reached out to grab

the Princess of Bei Jing's jade-like hand that was groping him.
"Princess, bear with it, I'll take you to…"
Before Bao Yu could utter the words "Prince of Bei Jing," the Princess of Bei Jing suddenly bit his

shoulder, desire and a moan merging into a single syllable, violently surging between her teeth.
At the same time, the Princess of Bei Jing's beautiful breasts pressed and rolled against Bao Yu's back, with particular force, the swollen

nipples seemingly wanting to squeeze into his body.
Baoyu was no saint; the bitter smile on his lips was instantly consumed by lust. As he turned to struggle, his large hand

involuntarily grabbed a handful of the full, firm breasts of the Princess of Beijing.
"Mmm..." Baoyu's grasp seemed to open the floodgates of the Princess of Beijing's heart. In a dazed moan, she

grabbed Baoyu's hand, but not to break it; instead, she pressed her palm heavily against her breast.
What...what...what should he do? Even a lecherous man can be startled. Baoyu's mind went

blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.
Such a beautiful woman was throwing herself into his arms, but she was the wife of the Prince of Beijing. Although he didn't consider

the Prince of Beijing a confidant, he had certainly treated him well. Baoyu's reason struggled, but his large hand

acted , his fingers tightening, pinching his friend's wife's breasts, each finger sinking into the waves of milk.
"Ah..."
Pleasure spread across Princess Bei Jing's chest. Her nipples swelled, pressing even more tightly against Bao Yu's palm

. Her full, soft body writhed alluringly, chasing the man's breath.
In this close contact, Bao Yu fully felt the softness and charm of Princess Bei Jing's body. His manhood

sprang to life, plunging heavily into Princess Bei Jing's lower abdomen.
The potent aphrodisiac plunged Princess Bei Jing into a sea of desire, causing her to do things she would never normally think of. Her jade-like hands

clung tightly to Bao Yu like vines, her full, soft breasts rubbing against his body. And when Bao Yu's manhood

awoke , she didn't flinch, but instead pressed against it forcefully.
"Mmm, give it to me... give it to me quickly..."
Princess Bei Jing suddenly clamped Bao Yu's right leg between her thighs, her slightly raised vulva rubbing and wriggling against his thigh. Although

there were still several layers of clothing between them, Bao Yu could still feel the tenderness of Princess Bei Jing's private parts.
"Ugh!" Baoyu's chest felt like it was about to explode, but a last shred of conscience made him hurriedly grab the hands of

the Princess . His immense magical power surged forth, enveloping the Princess's voluptuous body. He wanted to use his power

to dispel the aphrodisiac and bring the Princess back to her senses.
"Ah!" Two seconds later, with a scream, the Princess of Bei Jing abruptly retreated.
Baoyu's supernatural power forcibly brought the Princess back to her senses. Although lust still raged within her, she no

longer had illusions. The moment her thoughts returned, she raised her hand and slapped her across the face.
"You lewd monk, get out of the way! Someone, come here..."
"Princess, it's me, it's Jia Baoyu!"
Baoyu took the slap for nothing, but since he had taken advantage of the Princess earlier, he naturally didn't mind.

"Jia Baoyu? Ah! How... is it you? Thank goodness! Waaah..."
Princess Bei Jing finally saw the person in front of her. The feeling of escaping from the jaws of death made her lose control for a moment, tears streaming down her face. She

said, "Waaah... Young Master Jia, hurry and save me, catch that lecherous monk!" "
Princess, the lecherous monk is dead!" Baoyu saw that Princess Bei Jing's face was still filled with an unusual glow.

He knew that the effect of his magic in suppressing the aphrodisiac was limited. He asked urgently, "Where is Prince Bei Jing? I

will take you . The aphrodisiac will take effect again soon."
"Your Highness, he..." In just a moment, Princess Bei Jing's thoughts became a little sluggish. Then

her jade face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness went to the suburban villa to paint early this morning. Alas..."
Perhaps because of the effect of her sluggish thoughts, Princess Bei Jing's sigh could no longer hide

the trace of .
Before the sighs had even subsided, Princess Bei Jing gritted her teeth and smiled bitterly, "The villa is

a hundred miles , how can we possibly get there? This is fate, but no matter what, I absolutely cannot betray the Prince, not even in death!"

In desperation, Bao Yu disregarded the propriety between men and women, placing his hands on the swaying shoulders of Princess Bei Jing, saying,

"Princess, I won't let you die, nor will I let you betray the Prince, believe me!"
A transcendent power filled Bao Yu's eyes, forcefully igniting Princess Bei Jing's will to live. He

then grip, saying again, heavily and earnestly, "Princess, do you believe me? I will definitely get you

back to the Prince's residence in time!"
"I believe you, I believe you!" Bao Yu's words defied logic, but Princess Bei Jing involuntarily nodded in response.

In that instant, a mysterious warmth flowed through Princess Bei Jing's heart. She suddenly felt a deep connection with Bao Yu, as if

they had known each other for a long time, as close as family.
But in the next instant, Princess Bei Jing's expression suddenly changed drastically. She cried out repeatedly, "Young Master Jia, let me go,

let me go, ah..."
The aphrodisiac had taken effect again, faster and more intensely than Bao Yu had anticipated.
This time, however, Princess Bei Jing managed to maintain her senses. She felt as if Bao Yu's gaze had a magnetic

pull, drawing her involuntarily closer.
Bao Yu intended to use the same trick again, but the moment his magic entered Princess Bei Jing's body, it was like adding fuel to the fire.

Princess Bei Jing's waist trembled, letting out a shameful moan, followed by a wisp of fragrance wafting from beneath her skirt. She had climaxed!

Princess Bei Jing had actually climaxed, right in front of a man other than her husband!
After the spray of her fluids, Princess Bei Jing was filled with shame and embarrassment, yet her body was still burning with desire, her breasts

swelling even more intensely.
Bao Yu was also startled. He first let go and stepped back, then hurriedly caught Princess Bei Jing as she fell

.
Before Baoyu could even take flight, the Princess Consort of Beijing had already embraced his body with her left arm, while forcefully pushing him away with her right,

saying, "Young Master Jia, leave me, quickly... leave me, don't..."
In this state, Baoyu couldn't fly at all. Seeing that Princess Beijing's meridians were being assaulted by lust, he

frowned and said with great difficulty, "Princess, please calm down and bear with it, otherwise your entire

meridian system will be invaded by the aphrodisiac, and you'll become... a lovesick fool."
"No, I don't want to become... a lovesick fool, Young Master Jia, kill me, please, kill me! Waaah..."

Cries and groans trembled on Princess Beijing's tongue. If she had any strength left, she would have bitten her tongue and committed suicide.
Baoyu was a naturally chivalrous man, how could he watch the beauty perish? His thoughts turned, and he

easily thought of another way.
"Princess, I can... alleviate the effects of the drug for you first, and then I'll take you to the villa immediately."
Although Bao Yu's words were somewhat euphemistic, Princess Bei Jing was suffering from the torment of the aphrodisiac and immediately understood

the meaning behind Bao Yu's words. She said, "No, I don't want to, Young Master Jia, I absolutely don't want to!"
Instantly, Princess Bei Jing's gaze subtly changed, becoming more wary and flustered. She used all her strength

to break free Bao Yu's embrace and fell to the ground with a "thud.
" "Ah..." Princess Bei Jing's beautiful breasts collided head-on with the floor, but she felt no

pain . Instead, her breasts generated a strong pleasure. After falling to the ground, her body involuntarily began to writhe, her nipples

rubbing against the ground again and again.
At this moment, Baoyu was absolutely determined to save her, but seeing the shy and timid writhing figure of the Princess of Beijing,

his throat trembled violently, and he said, "Princess, let me save you. I promise, I'll just... use my hands... to help you."

Before he finished speaking, Baoyu's large hand had already reached out, and amidst the Princess of Beijing's embarrassed and anxious resistance, the two of them rolled onto the bed

together .
"Good sister, believe me, I won't take your virginity."
Whether it was Baoyu's words that had an effect, or the Princess of Beijing's physical discomfort that made her unable to bear it any longer, when Baoyu's large

hand touched her breasts, the anger in her eyes subsided considerably.
"No, Young Master Jia, this... is not right, I don't want to... ah..."
"Good sister, call me Brother Bao, don't be so formal, you can call me Baoyu too."
Baoyu's words were incredibly gentle, but his large hands kneaded wildly. While kneading her breasts through her clothes, he skillfully

pressed down on the Princess of Beijing's jade-like body, using his body weight to suppress the desire within her.
"Oh...Young Master Jia, no...don't...ahhh..."
Baoyu's knee squeezed between the intertwined legs of the Princess of Bei Jing, the gentle friction making her

words broken and fragmented.
"Princess, you said you'd call me Brother Bao, you broke your promise!"
A wicked smile appeared on Baoyu's face as he gently lifted the Princess's collar, his hand poised to

slip inside.
The Princess's eyes instantly filled with panic. She hurriedly pressed Baoyu's hand down, forced by the situation, finally

changing her form of address, saying, "Brother Bao...you can't betray the Prince, you promised."
"Good sister, I keep my word."
Baoyu's fingertips left the collar of her dress, then pinched the Princess's breast through her clothes, rubbing it gently

.
"Hmm..." The Princess exhaled a long breath. In this unusual situation, she actually felt grateful for

Baoyu 's "propriety," completely forgetting that Baoyu's actions at this moment were anything but proper.
Time ticked by, second by second. Baoyu's kneading of Princess Beijing's breasts grew increasingly intense.

Simultaneously , the strength in his legs increased, and unknowingly, his knees pressed firmly against her clitoris,

rubbing it countless times.
"Ah!" Finally, Princess Beijing's nipples swelled to their limit, her vulva blooming to its fullest extent.

Then she arched her back, her legs clamping tightly around Baoyu's thighs, a scream of orgasm escaping her lips.
Baoyu released Princess Beijing's breasts, but not her thighs. Even through several layers of clothing, he could

still feel the trembling contractions of her labia.
The chaotic sounds faded with the wind, leaving only Princess Beijing's shy breaths. Her lips trembled slightly, her

tongue flickering between them, adding a touch of alluring sensuality to her enduring grace and beauty.
A moment later, her panting subsided, and the desire within Princess Bei Jing receded slightly as reason returned to her mind. Her jade-like

face flushed red, and she parted her lips, still bearing the marks of their teeth, but she didn't know how to address Jia Baoyu.
"Princess, are you feeling any better? Let's go, I'll take you to the villa right away." Baoyu tried

his best to show his understanding side, taking the initiative to stand up and step back, easing the embarrassment in Princess Bei Jing's eyes.
"Brother Bao... Brother Bao, thank you for your help. If there is an opportunity, the Prince and I will certainly repay

your great kindness." Princess Bei Jing's gratitude deepened, and Baoyu's frankness made her feel secretly ashamed.

She then proactively offered her hand.
"Sister, you're being too polite. You don't need to repay my great kindness. Just think of me as a doctor. I was just

treating your illness, hehe..." Baoyu joked playfully, partly to comfort Princess Bei Jing, and partly

to lightly absolve himself of his guilt.
Baoyu's trick worked. The tense Princess of Beijing immediately relaxed, standing naturally

beside him and smiling gently, "Alright, I'll accept you as my doctor brother. Also, this matter... could you

please not tell the Prince? I'm worried..."
"Don't worry, sister, I won't say a single word, lest the Prince misunderstand."
Baoyu's voice was low and firm. The Princess of Beijing couldn't help but show a relieved expression, but then

her face became complicated, filled with a sense of guilt for letting her husband down.
Baoyu felt no remorse whatsoever. He generously embraced the Princess of Beijing and then took to the air.
"Ah!"
Although the flight was smooth and safe, how could the mortal Princess of Beijing not scream in surprise? She

finally understood why Baoyu was so confident.
The colorful barrier blocked the gale at high altitude, and the intense shock dispelled the fear in the Princess of Beijing's heart. She had never

imagined that she would fly high under the moon. In a daze, she thought she had escaped reality and entered a dreamlike homeland.
Above, the stars and moon twinkled beautifully; beneath her feet lay the familiar yet unfamiliar earth, vast and boundless,

a sight no mortal could ever witness in a lifetime. The sight filled Princess Bei Jing's eyes with wonder, and for a moment, she forgot all about her

surroundings , thinking: "How beautiful! No wonder everyone wants to be an immortal. How wondrous! So this is what Brother Bao is all about!"

"My brother is so powerful, is he a deity who came down to save me? Hmm...it's so hot!"
Suddenly, the Princess of Bei Jing let out a shy moan; the aphrodisiac had taken effect again.
The multicolored ball of light instantly lost its balance, like a dazzling meteor falling at the foot of the Great Buddha Temple.
"Boom!"
The smoke and dust from the explosion shot into the sky, the sound of which drowned out the Princess of Bei Jing's moans, and the smoke engulfed the two of them.

When the smoke returned to the ground, on the grass under the moonlight, Bao Yu and the Princess of Bei Jing were already embracing.
"Brother Bao, no...no..." The Princess of Bei Jing shook her head, trying to avoid the kiss of a man other than her husband.

"Good sister, I must save you!"
After two or three attempts, Bao Yu finally gave up the idea of kissing her. He sighed, and then his large hand slipped into

the Princess of Bei Jing's collar.
Princess Bei Jing only heard Bao Yu's frustrated voice, but didn't see the smirk in his eyes.

The moment Bao Yu's large hand grasped her breast, she trembled as if electrocuted, thinking: "Brother Bao, how...

did you touch inside my clothes? How could he do this?
" "Princess, the stimulation wasn't enough. Just bear with it, we'll be going back soon."
At this crucial moment, Bao Yu's impassioned words rang out, and at the same time, he gently played with her

two pink nipples.
Anger surged within Princess Bei Jing, but the tingling pleasure made her tongue tremble. Remembering that she had already

rejected Bao Yu's kiss, if she struggled again, wouldn't she hurt Bao Yu's feelings?
Princess Bei Jing thought: "Yes, Brother Bao saved me, I can't repay kindness with enmity!" Ah...why is it

getting hotter and hotter! "Your Highness, I didn't want to, I didn't want to, but I had no choice... Ah... Oh..."
At this special time and in this special place, subtle thoughts filled the mind of Princess Bei Jing. She closed her beautiful eyes and

let Bao Yu play with her breasts.
"Uh!"
After a dozen or so rubs, Bao Yu quietly unbuttoned Princess Bei Jing's robe. Her dress parted, and a pair of firm

, full breasts immediately sprang to the surface. The pink nipples, illuminated by the moonlight, were exceptionally alluring.
"Sizzle..."
Bao Yu couldn't help but lower his head and suckle at the nipples.
"Ah, Brother Bao, no... you can't do this."
Princess Bei Jing's reason was resisting, but her body was yielding, especially as the frequency of her breast movements was

completely controlled by Bao Yu.
Heavens, so intoxicating! Ah... Ooh... Princess Bei Jing's moans and cries merged into one. As her body

twisted , she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, then reached down with both hands, grabbing Bao Yu's large hands between her legs.

"Good sister, believe me, I won't let you be sad."
"You... what are you going to do?"
"Only this way can suppress the toxicity of the aphrodisiac, otherwise you won't be able to hold on until you meet the Prince."
Baoyu's other hand also came to the forbidden area of the married woman, sliding back and forth above the vulva of the Princess of Bei Jing, little by

little sliding into the grass, and then little by little squeezing out the Princess of Bei Jing's hand.
He touched it, Baoyu finally touched the Princess of Bei Jing's private parts, although he was caressing her through her undergarments, his heart

was still filled with pleasure.
"Mmm!"
The Princess of Bei Jing closed her beautiful eyes again, the aphrodisiac raging in her flower heart, and shame swirling in her heart.

Thinking of Baoyu's palm pressed tightly against her wet undergarments, her fingers, which were gripping the ground, suddenly trembled, and she actually tore up

a large handful of grass.
The moonlight shuttled back and forth among the floating clouds, and the spring colors surged on the grass.
The wet patch on Princess Bei Jing's undergarment grew larger and larger. Bao Yu gently poked it with his fingertip, and the undergarment immediately revealed a petal

shape, with a small swirl in the center of the petal, the crimson color already penetrating the garment.
"Brother Bao, no, absolutely not!"
Just as the climax was about to erupt, Princess Bei Jing suddenly opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.
"Good sister, don't misunderstand, that's my… finger."
Bao Yu pressed his upper body against her from behind, one arm encircling her breasts, the other raised

to show his innocence.
Princess Bei Jing looked down and found her undergarment still intact, only partially sunken in. She instantly

blushed crimson, feeling not only shame but also intense guilt, thinking: I've misunderstood Brother Bao again, alas!
"Princess, time is limited, let's continue."
The lewd words and scene felt strangely natural at this moment. Bao Yu's large hand naturally returned to

Princess Bei Jing's skirt, naturally pinching her labia through her clothes, naturally inserting his middle finger slowly.
"Oh..."
The heat of Bao Yu's finger and the friction of the fabric aroused intense pleasure in Princess Bei Jing's vulva.
Springtime surged again, her undergarment sinking deeper and deeper. Bao Yu's sucking on her nipples grew stronger and stronger, until finally Princess Bei Jing

let out a scream mingled with shame and satisfaction. Her vulva tightly gripped his finger—the finger of a man other than her husband—

and between the finger and her wet labia lay a thin, self-deceiving undergarment.
"Good sister, we should be able to hold on until we reach the villa. Let's go!"
Baoyu gently withdrew his fingers and picked up the exhausted Princess Beijing. He smiled naturally

and said, "Sister, don't be embarrassed. This is a normal bodily reaction. Didn't I tell you before? I'm

your doctor brother."
The sweet scent of honey still lingered, and the aphrodisiac still stirred Princess Beijing's thoughts, but Baoyu's words

lessened her embarrassment somewhat. She thought: Yes, Brother Bao is right. If I

care too much, it's abnormal. Isn't there a saying, "When a sister-in-law is drowning, an uncle can lend a hand"?
Princess Beijing's body relaxed, and she nestled against Baoyu's arms like a little bird.
A colorful sunset rose into the sky, and the two of them embarked on their special journey once more.
Chapter Four – The Wife's Lament
A breeze blew by, and the robe that Princess Bei Jing had just fastened suddenly came undone,

revealing her full, round breasts, the pink nipples standing proudly in the wind.
"Ah!"
Princess Bei Jing's limbs went limp, her body curling up, her breasts turned to the side, burying herself as close as possible to Bao Yu's chest.

Her cry wasn't because of this "minor" incident, but because her waist sank downwards, her buttocks touching a

hot and firm object.
"Princess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I... I couldn't control myself." A blush spread across Bao

Yu 's handsome face. Then, with a gentle push, he lifted Princess Bei Jing's body slightly.
A blush flowed like water across Princess Bei Jing's skin. Lost in her own thoughts, she understood

Bao Yu 's predicament.
How could a man in his prime, after all that earlier exertion, not react? No wonder, no

wonder! Ah! Princess Bei Jing's heart skipped a beat, and she almost cried out again, as her

body sank down, touching that shameful, enormous thing once more.
"I... I'm sorry, my arms... are a little sore."
Bao Yu, who could fly and leap, actually had sore arms? The excuse was so clumsy, but Princess Bei Jing believed it.
Princess Bei Jing's beautiful eyes shimmered with shy mist. She shifted her body,

saying , "Brother Bao, sister... doesn't blame you, you don't need to feel guilty."
"Sister, you're so good. The Prince is truly blessed to have married you."
As she spoke, Bao Yu's arms grew even weaker.
After a few feeble struggles, Princess Bei Jing's body went limp, and she "sat" on Bao Yu's penis.
The heat of Bao Yu's body seemed to concentrate on his penis, easily penetrating her clothes and seeping into Princess Bei Jing

's buttocks.
"Mmm..." Those few seconds felt like a thousand years in Princess Bei Jing's mind. She could feel

the subtle vibrations of his "golden cudgel," and the shameful reaction of her private parts.
Oh God, it's... it's flowing out! No... don't let it flow down, it'll flow onto... Brother Bao's...

area ! Extremely embarrassed, Princess Bei Jing gritted her teeth, desperately clenching her labia.
Taking advantage of the moment when Princess Bei Jing's mind was completely focused on that small space, Bao Yu subtly adjusted his embrace

, freeing one large hand to gently hold her collar.
"Sister, it's cold, be careful not to catch a cold."
Bao Yu covered Princess Bei Jing's half-exposed breasts with her collar, but his hand remained inside the collar,

gently caressing her snow-white breasts.
This time, there was no aphrodisiac, but Princess Bei Jing's thoughts were still incredibly slow. In a daze, she

thought Bao Yu was warming her with his hand, warming her breasts.
In the void, under the moonlight, Bao Yu tightly embraced the noble princess, his hand caressing her beautiful breasts, his penis fully

inserted into her buttocks.
Princess Bei Jing's jade-like face was flushed with shame, but she did not scold or struggle; instead, her beautiful eyes were filled with sympathy.

She deeply felt Bao Yu's discomfort at that moment.
"Ugh!" A muffled groan echoed in Bao Yu's throat. Each tremor of his body deepened

Princess 's guilt. Having just endured the torment of the aphrodisiac, she couldn't help but empathize with Bao Yu's suffering.
"Brother Bao is in this state because he tried to save me. Alas, he's suffered so much! Hmm, there are

two . I might as well give them to Brother Bao; that way, he can solve his problem.

" Thoughts she had never had before flooded her mind. Princess Bei Jing felt nothing amiss, only that she had made a

wise decision, and the corners of her rosy lips involuntarily curled upwards slightly.
Just then, the multicolored ball of light was suddenly hit by a gust of wind. With the ball's jolting, Princess Bei Jing

's smile froze instantly. She was stunned, dumbfounded, and at a loss for what to do.
In the midst of the shaking, with a "whoosh," Baoyu's enormous member pierced through her clothes. Then, his erect penis

pressed against her vulva. Fortunately, there was still a layer of soaked undergarment to protect her. "Good sister, I feel so uncomfortable!"

she murmured to herself. Before Princess Bei Jing could react, Baoyu had already tightly embraced her, his lower body instinctively thrusting

.
"Brother Bao, no!"
The feeling of her labia being swollen open was like a lightning bolt, jolting Princess Bei Jing awake. She kicked and struggled wildly in the air,

desperately resisting, saying, "Brother Bao, I am the wife of Prince Bei Jing, you can't do this, you can't..."

But no matter how much Princess Bei Jing struggled, half of his glans was still inserted into her vulva. The swelling sensation was so intense

that Princess Bei Jing thought she had lost her virginity. Her body trembled, and tears of despair streamed down her face.
"Princess, please don't be angry. I'm not human. Hit me, scold me, even kill me!"

Bao-yu was truly panicked. He hadn't expected the Princess of Bei-jing to have such a strong will; even the aphrodisiac and

the magic of the "Danmen" technique couldn't make her submit to him.
A string of modern-day Casanova quotes flowed from Bao-yu's mouth, and he even slapped himself twice.
Seeing Bao-yu's sincere repentance, the Princess of Bei-jing's shame and indignation trembled slightly, and

she even began to waver. Looking closer, she realized the situation wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
"Brother Bao, since you acted impulsively, I won't blame you." After a slight pause,

Princess disregarding the danger, broke free from Bao Yu's embrace, gritting her teeth, and said, "If it's inconvenient for you, just let me down

. I said I'd rather die than betray the Prince."
"Good sister, I promise I'll behave properly, please don't scare me." Seeing Princess Bei Jing about to

jump out of hurriedly grabbed her wrist. After his frantic expression, he slapped himself twice.
"Slap, slap!"
The slaps were loud, and five finger marks immediately appeared on Bao Yu's cheeks. But he felt no pain; instead,

Princess Bei Jing's brows furrowed, and her heart ached slightly.
Princess Bei Jing couldn't help but blame herself, letting out a long sigh: "Brother Bao, I'm just an

unlucky woman. I've caused the Prince to have no heir, and now I've harmed you too. Alas, you'd better stay away from me!"
A melancholy aura filled the peculiar space. A strange light flashed in Bao Yu's eyes, and his heart surged with joy.
Princess Bei Jing's heart trembled, not from desire, but from the turmoil of emotions disturbing her calm

. How could the cunning Bao Yu not be overjoyed?
Taking advantage of her vulnerability, seizing the opportunity, striking while the iron was hot—that was the supreme law of lust. Bao Yu's expression immediately

turned serious, and seductive words were woven into his mind at lightning speed.
Just then, Princess Bei Jing's melancholy eyes suddenly lit up. She pointed to the ground and exclaimed joyfully, "We're here

! We're here!"
A candlelight illuminated Bao Yu's vision, and his high spirits instantly turned into a bitter smile.
Bao Yu wanted to say something more, but Princess Bei Jing's gaze was unwavering, making him feel for the first time in his life...

He was overwhelmed with unspeakable pain.
They had arrived at the outskirts of the Prince of Bei Jing's residence, and Bao Yu and the Princess of Bei Jing's arduous journey was coming to an end.

He knew that the moment they landed was the beginning of their never seeing each other again. A
wave of despair instantly filled Bao Yu's heart; he wished time could stand still. But the five-colored light still shot like

a meteor , crashing down in front of the rear courtyard of the Prince's residence.
The Princess of Bei Jing hadn't even regained her footing before rushing inside. However, before she had taken three steps, a

sudden . Because of Bao Yu's impulsiveness, the aphrodisiac had once again taken effect prematurely, and this time

with unprecedented ferocity, like a final battle between reason and desire.
The Princess of Bei Jing collapsed before the threshold, only a door separating her from her husband, while another man

stood behind her, just inches away.
"No, no, I don't want to become a lowly woman, Your Highness, please save me..." Instantly, Princess Bei Jing's

legs clamped tightly together, a tingling sensation like ants crawling deep within her. Tears welled in her eyes, and with all her might, she

cried out her husband's name.
"Shui Rong... ah... oh..." But Princess Bei Jing's cries were muffled by moans, like

the buzzing of , only lingering in her own ears.
The villa was calm and still under the night sky, the vermilion gates unmoving. Resentment, grief, and despair flooded Princess Bei Jing

's heart, but she still struggled to crawl towards the threshold.
"Alas!"
At first, Bao Yu did indeed have wicked expectations, even fantasizing about passionately possessing Princess Bei Jing right here at the doorway, just

a wall Bei Jing.
But the moment Baoyu saw the tears on the Princess of Bei Jing's face, the lust within him suddenly transformed into a sigh of sympathy, and another

thought arose: "Forget it, all the beauties in the world have their own destinies; how can they all belong to my fake Baoyu alone!" A bitter smile

appeared on Baoyu's lips, his heart ached, and he involuntarily floated forward, carrying the Princess of Bei Jing directly

through . Then, with a flick of his hand, he lifted the beaded curtain of the inner room, and with a push, the Princess of Bei Jing

floated lightly onto the bed.
The beaded curtain fell again, completely blocking out the view inside.
Baoyu never thought he could be a good person, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Then, shaking his head and sighing

, he slowly floated into the air.
"Ah, Your Highness, where are you? Your Highness…"
The anxious cries echoed in the room. Although the sound waves passing through the doors and windows were very faint, how could they escape

Baoyu 's superhuman senses?
Baoyu's footsteps, barely off the ground, faltered. A flash of confusion crossed his face, followed by a surge of joy. In

the next instant , he leaped inside.
"Your Highness, you're back! Quick...quick, save me, ah..."
On the bed, the Princess Consort of Bei Jing, her robes half-undone, kneaded her breasts while uttering

seductive calls to the man who had burst in.
The aphrodisiac had fully taken effect, clouding the Princess Consort's senses. She even spread her legs wide, tearing her undergarments herself,

wishing her "husband" would pounce on her immediately.
Princess Bei Jing offered no resistance, but Bao Yu refused to be a substitute for the Prince. He leaned

down , his large hand caressing her ample breasts as he said in a deep voice, "Princess, I am Bao Yu, I've come to save you!"
"Bao... Bao Yu, Bao... Brother, ah, no, no, no... don't..."
The light of hope in Princess Bei Jing's eyes dimmed rapidly. Before her last shred of reason disappeared, she gritted

her teeth and pleaded, "Bao... Brother Bao, kill me, please, kill me quickly..."
Before she finished speaking, Princess Bei Jing's jade arms were already wrapped around Bao Yu's body, her muddy private parts

pressing directly against Bao Yu's crotch.
"Good sister, I'm going to save you."
Bao Yu's large hand and gaze fell simultaneously on the forbidden area of the married woman, her trembling, rosy labia

, her delicate, virgin-like vulva, and her full, peach-like opening. The beautiful scene instantly filled his pupils,

exactly the same .
With a breath, Baoyu stroked Princess Bei Jing's labia while nibbling her earlobe,

whispering sweetly, "Princess, just think of this as a dream. When you wake up, nothing will have happened."

Yes, it was a dream... How wonderful! Ah... Princess Bei Jing's confused mind indeed flew into a dreamlike state,

but Baoyu's fingers shattered her illusion once again.
"Good sister, open your heart and enjoy it to the fullest!"
Baoyu's caresses were sometimes wild, sometimes gentle. With a thrust of his thumb, he accurately pressed on Princess Bei Jing's clitoris

. He didn't rush to penetrate her, but instead caressed her with abandon.
Baoyu's superb skill made Princess Bei Jing's heart flutter, and her beautiful eyes saw Baoyu's face clearly again.

"Brother Bao, kill me! I don't want to be a lowly woman, sob..."
Tears of sorrow welled in her eyes, instantly evaporated by the burning desire that filled her cheeks. Following

Bao Yu's fingers, the Princess of Bei Jing's waist involuntarily lifted, wave after wave of desire surging forth uncontrollably.

"Good sister, this isn't shamelessness, it's instinct, it's destiny. Heaven wants us to be together, don't you think

?"
Bao Yu grabbed the Princess of Bei Jing's jade hand, half-forcing it against his penis.
"Destiny? This...is it really destiny? Ahh..."
The tingling sensation in her flower, the emptiness in her heart, the chaotic mind—all caused the Princess of Bei Jing's jade hand to instinctively grasp

Bao Yu 's penis, sliding it instinctively.
"Uh!"
The Princess of Bei Jing's movements were clumsy, but she was a noble princess, and the thrill of conquest exploded in Bao Yu

's heart. Bao Yu's lower abdomen thrust forward, and his penis immediately swelled twice its size.
"Princess, it's me, Baoyu. Do you want me to save you?"
Baoyu kept emphasizing his identity, then began to move his hands.
A spring breeze swept through, and spring's beauty reached the threshold of its first climax.
Baoyu lay on the bed, and with his hands supporting her, the Princess of Bei Jing knelt above his waist, her vulva directly facing

the penis of a man other than her husband. Spring fluid dripped from her labia, pressing against Baoyu's glans.
"Good sister, sit down, let me give you pleasure, let's have a beautiful dream together."
"No... I don't want to, ah... I am the wife of the Prince of Bei Jing, I can't..."
The aphrodisiac had permeated every inch of the Princess of Bei Jing's skin; if it were an ordinary woman, she would have already gone mad, but...

Princess Bei Jing's unwavering resolve caused her to sway her body, trying to avoid the massive object so close at hand.
"If Prince Bei Jing can't give you these, I will!"
The "Ruyi Jingu Bang" thrust upwards slightly, its glans touching her labia, leaving a burning sensation before retracting.

"Ah...you, you..."
Princess Bei Jing's bewildered eyes churned even more, her married heart continuing to struggle.
Bao Yu's grip weakened little by little, and Princess Bei Jing's body sank lower and lower until it touched her vulva

, her muddy jade gate meeting the glans.
A startled cry escaped her lips. Princess Bei Jing hastily braced her hands on Bao Yu's chest, her rounded buttocks arching

upwards. She finally stabilized her descent, but only to that extent; her private parts could no longer move,

lightly rubbing against the penis of a man other than her husband.
"Good sister, don't be sad. I'm a doctor, I'm here to treat your illness."
Baoyu's large hand left Princess Beijing's waist, grasping her swaying breasts, his fingers kneading them into various

lewd shapes.
Princess Beijing was lying face down, so in this position she could not only see Baoyu kneading her breasts, but also

see their private parts clearly.
My God, they're so big, much bigger than the prince's... Ugh... Shame suddenly blended with lust,

Princess bit her lower lip hard, her eyes darting away rapidly, but her body involuntarily sank a little further.
"Ah..."
Half of his penis entered her jade gate, Baoyu stared at the slowly opening petals, an impulse surged into his lower body, he

wanted to immediately thrust into her.
However, Baoyu restrained his impulse, only using his fingers to forcefully etch pain and pleasure into

Princess Beijing .
Princess Bei Jing's teeth chattered, the throbbing pain in her breasts surging and penetrating her womb. Her clitoris writhed

violently , and with a soft "whoosh," most of the glans penis entered.
"Ah..."
Tears of shame streamed down Princess Bei Jing's lips as her body slowly sank lower. She didn't want

this, but she could no longer control herself. Even with the uncomfortable tearing sensation in her lower body, her plump buttocks continued to sag.
"Plop..." A faint, intoxicating friction sound rang out as the enormous "golden cudgel" penetrated

the wife's forbidden territory, swelling her delicate flower path several times its original size.
The waves of penetration reached the very core, the overwhelming pleasure invading Princess Bei Jing's soul. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly,

and her body lost all strength.
—Ah! The dagger sank down, and Princess Bei Jing sat down heavily, a desperate cry shooting out

like the scream of a condemned prisoner shot, echoing long within the barrier.
"Thud!" Almost at the same instant Princess Bei Jing sank, Bao Yu thrust upwards forcefully, his penis colliding violently with

her vulva , leaving no space between man and woman.
The alluring impact disrupted the leisurely time; the ripples of the impact, drawn out a thousand times,

spread from Princess Bei Jing's private parts, first occupying her lower abdomen, then surging up her round, snow-white breasts.
At the crest of the waves, her two pink nipples swayed incessantly like cherries on a branch in a raging storm.

The spring breeze continued to blow, the gauze curtains fluttering gently.
Bao Yu's eyes glazed over; his waist continued to rise, his penis pressing against her clitoris, advancing relentlessly.
After what seemed like an eternity, several seconds finally erupted in simultaneous satisfied moans from both man and woman, and

time returned to normal.
"Oh..."
Baoyu's back finally fell back onto the bed, the tightness and smoothness seeming to entangle his soul, the soft, slippery gripping

him from all sides, surrounding his "golden cudgel" that could no longer advance.
"Slap, slap..." After only a moment of panting and rest, the violent impacts immediately began.
Under the surge of desire, the Princess of Beijing's strength increased greatly. In a daze, she seemed possessed by a demon, riding

on , wildly shaking her plump buttocks.
After the initial thrust, Baoyu no longer took the initiative, but simply placed his large hands on the Princess of Beijing's waist, supporting her

intense but slightly clumsy rise and fall.
In the blink of an eye, the sounds of flesh colliding filled every corner of the room.
Faster, the Princess of Beijing's assault became faster and faster.
Louder, the sound of flesh colliding became louder and louder.
Fragrant, the Princess of Beijing's spring water increased, the sweet fragrance of honey permeating the entire room.
Faster and louder... faster and louder... Suddenly, the chaotic waves seemed to be severed by

a sword . After the sharpest scream, Princess Bei Jing turned into spring mud, collapsing onto Bao Yu.
The two lovers, once in motion, became still, embracing each other tightly. At this moment, nothing in the world

mattered anymore; only the surging pleasure lingered in their minds.
The crisis had passed; the aphrodisiac had been neutralized by Bao Yu's semen.
After a moment of blankness, Princess Bei Jing's eyelids began to tremble, the dazed and frenzied state slowly fading.

What would Princess Bei Jing do after regaining her senses and reason? Would she rage and storm, or succumb to sorrow and despair? Both

outcomes would be expected, but neither occurred. In the instant before Princess Bei Jing regained consciousness, Bao Yu,

with his wicked power, created a third outcome.
Bao Yu suddenly flipped over her, thrusting forward, the pleasure of penetrating her completely shaking both of their minds.
At this critical moment, no words could melt away the resolve of Princess Bei Jing to die more than this single act

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