[Time Travel: Swapped Husbands] [Part 2]

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Ten days later, Xuan Yuan Mingyue returned to her residence in a sedan chair, swaying gently.
After alighting and entering her study, her retainer Bai Ye came to report on the trivial matters that had occurred in the manor over the past ten days.
When Bai Ye mentioned that Princess Mingyue was still breathing and would soon awaken, Xuan Yuan Mingyue paused, straightening her slender frame from the recliner. "She's still alive?"
This was strange; falling from such a height as the artificial hill and still not dead.
Bai Ye nodded, then added, "However, the imperial physician said that the princess injured her brain this time,
and after waking up, she will likely suffer some aftereffects." Xuan Yuan Mingyue elegantly and languidly reclined back in the recliner, saying, "I have heard of such things before." Those who fall from heights often wake up crippled, mentally impaired, or even suffering amnesia.
"Your Highness, would you like to go see the Princess?" The Princess has always been extremely kind to people, and he's not heartless. Now that the Princess is in trouble, he'd like to say a few words in her defense, as a way of repaying her kindness.
"Yes." Xuan Yuanmingyue nodded. After all, they'd been husband and wife for over a year, and she was the one he loved most among all his wives and concubines.
My head throbbed for a long time, but gradually the pain subsided.
I felt something flowing around inside my head. Finally, my mind went completely blank, like a blank sheet of paper.
In a daze, I heard someone speaking.
"Greetings, Your Highness." It was a clear female voice.
"Rise. How is the Princess?" It was a gentle, deep, and magnetic male voice.
"The Princess was still complaining of pain a few days ago, but she's much more comfortable today. Imperial Physician Wen said she's pulled through and will wake up soon."
I struggled to open my eyes, frowning as I pulled my eyelids up. The first thing I saw was a man, standing against the wind and backlight, the sunlight illuminating his entire body, reflecting a translucent yet hazy light.
He slowly walked towards me. As he drew closer, I looked more closely: he wore a pale yellow brocade robe, the front and cuffs edged with wide gold patterns, the sleeves reaching his knees, and a long belt, barely visible beneath the robe, cascading down to his boots, fluttering like flowers as he moved. The most dazzling feature was the dragon-patterned jade pendant adorning his belt, shimmering with iridescent light in the sunlight.
"Your Highness, look, the Princess is awake!" I suddenly heard a woman behind him exclaim happily.
"You're awake? Is there anything bothering you?" He lifted his robe and sat on the edge of my bed.
His voice was so gentle, and his eyes were so gentle too.
I smiled timidly at him and asked softly, "Is my name Princess?"
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your given name is Yan Xinxian. Princess is just your title."
"Who are you?" I got up from the bed and grabbed his wide sleeve.
He smiled, a very gentle smile, "Your Highness."
"What is our relationship?" I blinked and asked again.
Xuan Yuanmingyue sensed something was wrong with her the moment she woke up. "Princess, don't you remember me?"
I shook my head groggily, clutching his sleeve even tighter, my big, round eyes looking at him with a charming gaze. Her
pure, childlike eyes attracted his attention, and he couldn't help but look at her curiously. -- He had never really looked at her face before, but today, upon closer inspection, he was startled; she looked far too much like Qu Ciya.
The sun rose above the clouds, and countless rays of sunlight streamed in through the window, transforming into silver threads. He cast his image upon me, enveloping me tightly. So I crawled into his arms like a baby, hugging him tightly, my little cheeks rubbing against his smooth fabric.
Perhaps it was the fledgling complex after losing all my memories, but I developed a deep dependence on the first person I saw after opening my eyes. From then on, I clung to him like a child clinging to its mother.
(27)
The path is thin, the stems are fat, the path is thin (h) The moon is full in the sky, and stars hang from the corner of the building.
The moonlight shines softly through the window, making the shadows of the trees on the window covered with a light blue gauze dappled.
The light blue gauze curtains in the palace lanterns fluttered in the night wind, and the thin smoke from the nine-dragon golden incense burner wafted, filling the hall with fragrance.
The two brothers, Xuan Yuanlian and Xuan Yuanmingyue, sat quietly playing chess. The air was silent, with only the occasional sound of a piece hitting the chessboard.
"Your Majesty, Bai Ye, a retainer of Prince Mingyue, requests an audience with you," reported Chen Rui, the Grand Eunuch of the Inner Court, outside the main hall.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue glanced sideways, his brows furrowing.
Xuan Yuan Lian glanced at Xuan Yuan Mingyue, a casual smile playing on his lips. "Summon him into the hall."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A moment later, Chen Rui led Bai Ye to the hall's entrance. "Your Majesty, Prince Mingyue, Bai Ye has arrived."
"Let him in," Xuan Yuan Lian said coldly, his voice deep and powerful.
"
Yes, Your Majesty." The hall doors creaked open. Bai Ye trotted into the hall, kneeling and kowtowing towards Xuan Yuan Lian and Xuan Yuan Mingyue. "Greetings, Your Majesty, Your Highness."
"What matter warrants your hasty arrival at the palace in the dead of night?" Xuan Yuan Mingyue asked, his face displeased.
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort has been standing at the gate of the manor since dusk, waiting for your return, and still refuses to enter."
"Standing at the gate?" Xuan Yuan Mingyue's face darkened. "A princess consort standing at the gate like a village woman—what kind of decorum is this! Are you all dead? Couldn't you stop her?"
"Please forgive me, Your Highness!" Bai Ye lowered his head even further. Everyone in the manor knew how much the prince doted on this amnesiac princess consort; even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare offend her.
"In my opinion, you should divorce her." Xuan Yuan Lian glanced at Xuan Yuan Mingyue.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue stood up, without replying. Aside from her lack of manners, he didn't have much aversion to her after her amnesia.
Xuanyuan Mingyue pinched her brow and said, "Brother, I'm going back to the manor."
Xuanyuan Lian lifted his eyelids, looked at the chessboard, and said, "This game isn't finished yet."
Xuanyuan Mingyue replied as he hurried out of the hall, "Let's leave it for later."
Xuanyuan Lian propped his chin up, gazing thoughtfully at Xuanyuan Mingyue's departing figure. How could the old Mingyue have delayed playing chess for a woman? -- Playing chess was Mingyue's greatest hobby.
Something unusual must be going wrong!
Xuanyuan Lian narrowed his eyes. It seemed he would have to find a time to meet this 'Mingyue Princess after amnesia'. I stood at the gate of Mingyue's manor, waiting anxiously.
Suddenly, I saw Bai Ye riding a black horse in front of a magnificent sedan chair. I grinned. Mingyue had finally returned. "Mingyue, you're back." I waved the pale pink handkerchief in my hand at the approaching sedan chair.
"Stop the sedan chair." Xuan Yuanmingyue's deep, mellow voice came from inside the sedan chair.
A guard at the door quickly bowed and stepped forward to lift the curtain. Xuan Yuanmingyue bent down, strode out of the sedan chair.
"Mingyue, why are you so late?" I ran over, grabbing his wide, crescent-white sleeve and shaking it from side to side.
He frowned, sternly saying, "How many times have I told you not to stand at the gate of the palace! Are you ignoring me?"
I tilted my head, blinking innocently, "Is Mingyue angry?"
"How many times have I told you! You should call me 'Your Highness'." Xuan Yuan Mingyue pulled his sleeve back from my grasp, strode up the stone steps, and headed towards the palace gate.
"I'm your princess, not your servant. Why should I call you 'Your Highness' like them?" I followed, grabbing his crescent-white sleeve again.
Still daring to argue?
"Let go." Xuan Yuan Mingyue turned his head, frowning, narrowing his eyes, staring at me dangerously.
"I won't let go. If I let go, you'll walk too fast again, and if you walk fast, I won't be able to keep up with you again." I shook my head, resolutely refusing to let go.
Xuanyuan Mingyue rolled her eyes helplessly, turned around, and continued walking forward.
I asked enthusiastically, "Mingyue, have you eaten?"
He replied coldly, "Yes, I have."
"Mingyue, I investigated the officials' court hours. You don't have court tomorrow. You'll have to play with me all day."
Xuanyuan Mingyue glanced at me, "Tomorrow, the King will discuss state affairs with his ministers." 'Investigated?' She really got the guts to start 'investigating' his affairs.
I muttered suspiciously, "Didn't you discuss it yesterday?"
"That was yesterday's. We haven't discussed tomorrow's yet."
I sniffed, and tears welled up in my eyes. "Don't lie to me. I've lost my memory, not become stupid! How can there be so many state affairs in the world that you need to discuss every day?"
In an instant, I felt as if I had been betrayed and abandoned by the person I loved most. Pain, sadness, and loss were all tangled on my small face.
Xuanyuan Mingyue's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this, and his expression softened. "Tomorrow, I'll accompany the Queen to stroll in the garden."
My eyes suddenly lit up, and I happily tiptoed, wrapping my arms around his neck and gently kissing his left cheek. "I knew Mingyue was the best to me."
This kiss made Xuanyuan Mingyue's eyes blaze with intense light. He said in a hoarse voice, "Then let's rest early. We'll go stroll in the garden first thing tomorrow morning."
I smiled, my eyes crinkling, and nodded happily. "Okay, then you should go and rest. I'll come find you first thing tomorrow morning."
Xuanyuan Mingyue's face immediately turned pale, as if his heart had been betrayed.
I blinked in confusion. "Mingyue, what's wrong?" I touched his forehead and murmured, "You don't have a fever, so why do you look so pale?"
"Nothing," Xuanyuan Mingyue squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.
Having lost her memory, she had forgotten even the most basic things. Her mind was as pure as a child's. Didn't she hear him say 'Let's rest early'? Was he implying that she understood so clearly yet still didn't?
I frowned and looked at him with worry, "You must be too tired, go and rest. I'll come to find you again tomorrow."
I ran a few steps out, then turned back, walked backwards, and waved the pink handkerchief in my hand at him, "Go to sleep. Good night."
"Pfft cough cough" Bai Ye, who was following behind Xuan Yuanmingyue, almost burst out laughing. He immediately lowered his head and covered his laughter with a cough.
Xuan Yuanmingyue turned his head sharply and glared at Bai Ye, "Are you too idle?"
(28)
Bai Ye immediately lowered his head very low.
"Make sure all the shop and land rent ledgers are sorted out for me, so I can see them tomorrow night."
"Yes." Bai Ye had a mournful face. "How could he possibly sort out those account books in just one day? It seems he won't be getting any sleep tonight." "Sigh, why does the Prince take his frustrations out on me?"
Xuan Yuan Mingyue gave him a cold look, then turned and left.
The next morning, after having breakfast with Xuan Yuan Mingyue, I took his hand and headed into the garden.
Passing through a round moon gate, we entered a winding path. We saw several streams cascading down the steep cliffs amidst the tall grass. The water flowed over the path, turning it into a wet stream, and because no one had walked there for a long time, it was covered with mottled moss. Looking around, we saw hundreds of years old cypress trees densely covered with green vines.
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Moss-covered walls, ancient cypress and vines. The Prince's mansion is truly a hidden paradise; it's like we've arrived in the mountains and wilderness."
Xuan Yuanmingyue smiled, "This place was originally the mountains and wilderness. When Father bestowed this land upon me, he intended to transform it into pavilions and terraces. However, I dislike large-scale construction, and because this place is as beautiful and tranquil as a fairyland, I petitioned Father to preserve its scenery."
I smiled, my eyes crinkling, and nodded. "That's good. Those pavilions and terraces are everywhere, nothing special. But this lush scenery is far more beautiful and unparalleled; it's truly a rare find in the world."
"Is that so?" Xuan Yuanmingyue stared at me intently.
The sunlight was brilliant, and a gentle breeze ruffled a few strands of his hair, making them shimmer like gold; he seemed like a figure from a painting.
"Yes," I nodded with a smile.
Xuan Yuanmingyue laughed, "It's rare to find someone who shares my thoughts."
"Mingyue, is that what you think too?" I tilted my head and asked with a smile.
"Mmm." Xuan Yuan Mingyue took my fair hand and carefully stepped onto the moss-covered path. "Be careful, don't fall,"
I replied with a smile. "With you holding me, I'm not afraid of falling."
Hearing this, Xuan Yuan Mingyue stared at me blankly.
Seeing his rare dazed expression, I couldn't help but chuckle. Unexpectedly, I lost my balance, my foot wobbled, and I lurched to the side. Instinctively, I grabbed Xuan Yuan Mingyue's hand tightly. He was still in a daze, and with my pull, he fell to the ground along with me. Ouch
! Thank goodness the ground was wet, otherwise my bottom would have hurt terribly. "Ah, Mingyue, you're so heavy!" Mingyue's chest pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe.
The sun shone brightly, and we were both soaked. In the soft light, Xuan Yuan Mingyue's features were exquisitely beautiful, breathtakingly so!
Xuanyuan Mingyue gazed at me silently, his lips drawing ever closer. I braced myself against his face, which was almost touching mine, and said playfully, "Mingyue, get up! I can't breathe!"
Xuanyuan Mingyue sighed softly, rubbing his forehead. "You really know how to ruin the mood."
"What mood?" I stared at him, puzzled, not understanding what he meant.
"How come you forgot the most basic things between men and women after losing your memory?" he whispered in my ear.
"Mingyue, what are you saying?" Why couldn't I understand a word?
Xuanyuan Mingyue sighed again, lifted me from the damp moss, and walked towards the sunlit grass. The grass was green, the flowers were blooming, and butterflies fluttered among the blossoms.
"Hey Mingyue, wait! What are you doing? Why are you taking my clothes off?" Ignoring my resistance, he forcibly stripped me naked. "Your clothes are all wet. If you don't take them off, you'll catch a cold." Xuan Yuan Mingyue glanced at me with a smile, speaking with righteous indignation.
I pouted and muttered, "But if you take my clothes off, I'll catch a cold even faster." "We'll do some 'exercise' later and you won't feel cold." Xuan Yuan Mingyue also took off my underwear.
"Mingyue, this is so strange." I covered my face with a handkerchief, only revealing my two round eyes.
"What's so strange?" Xuan Yuan Mingyue asked irritably.
I blinked, thought and thought, but still couldn't figure out what was strange. I could only obediently shake my head. "I don't know." Xuan Yuanmingyue patted my hair and smiled. "If you don't know, just lie there quietly. I'll put your clothes back on when they're dry."
"Mingyue, I'm so cold." I hugged my arms. Although it was late spring and early summer, the weather was still a bit chilly.
"Shh! Be good! Don't talk now. I'll warm you up in a bit."
"Okay." I nodded like an obedient child. I gave Xuan Yuanmingyue my wholehearted trust. "Mingyue, do you want to take off your clothes and let them air out too?" Mingyue's clothes were also wet.
Xuan Yuanmingyue chuckled and nodded. In a few moments, his moon-white robe was off. His penis swelled powerfully as soon as it touched the cool air.
“Huh? Mingyue, why do you look different from me?” How strange, my chest is protruding, but his is flat. He has a thick and firm round flesh below, but I don’t.
I reached out and grabbed the one below him, and seeing it swell up in my hand, I was so scared that I dropped it.
“Mingyue, what is that? Why is it throbbing? Is it a big worm? How come you have a big worm on your body?”
Xuanyuan Mingyue rolled her eyes helplessly. She had broken her head. Although her intelligence was normal, she had forgotten everything except language. Now she was like a newborn baby, pure and flawless, like a clean sheet of paper.
Xuanyuan Mingyue stuffed his huge flesh into my hand, grabbed my hand, and made my palm tightly wrap it. “Don’t be afraid. It’s part of my body. It won’t hurt you. If you don’t believe me, you can hold it again.”
(29)
-- Let him draw what he wants on this blank sheet of paper.
I blinked, timidly reaching out to touch the round, mushroom-shaped head of Xuan Yuan Mingyue's large, fleshy member.
My fingertip touched the round head, and I smiled sweetly, "Mingyue, it's so smooth."
Xuan Yuan Mingyue couldn't help but swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. How could she do something like this with such an 'innocent' smile?! Wasn't she deliberately trying to drive him crazy?
Xuan Yuan Mingyue's voice was hoarse as he coaxed softly, "Alright, you can play with it later. Now let's do some 'exercise,' or we'll both catch a cold."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and sealed my mouth with his. His slippery tongue pried open my teeth and slid into my mouth. His tongue teased my tongue, then sucked it into his mouth, making slurping sounds as he swallowed.
"Mmm," I suddenly felt a jolt of electricity wash over me, and my whole body went limp.
Gradually, Xuan Yuanmingyue's large hand slowly moved from my waist to between my thighs. His fingers rubbed my soft pubic hair in clockwise circles several times, then his fingertips slid back and forth along the midline of my mons pubis.
"Ah!" My body trembled slightly, and I instinctively pressed my legs together to stop his large hand from continuing. But his large hands immediately pried my legs open again.
"Waaah, Mingyue, no! Waaah, it itches so much!" I writhed from side to side, unable to bear the itch, trying to stop his caresses.
"Don't move!" Xuan Yuanmingyue whispered, and his strong body pressed down on my soft body, firmly holding down my writhing form.
"Waaah, Mingyue, you're so heavy! Don't press on me! Waaah, you're going to crush me! Waaah!" I pitifully complained and begged. My small mouth opened wide, sucking in fresh air. Ahh, I can't breathe!!
Xuan Yuanmingyue coaxed, "If you don't move, I won't press you down."
"Okay." I obediently nodded, believing him.
Then, he chuckled softly with satisfaction, knelt between my legs, squinted his eyes, and glared at me, threatening, "Don't move, or I'll press you down again!" This wasn't his usual style; he was acting like he was coaxing a child, a feeling that was both novel and frustrating for him.
"Okay!" I nodded again.
He used two fingers of one hand to pry open my plump labia, revealing a small opening in the middle. The fingers of his other hand gently slid over my clitoris, then suddenly inserted into my opening. "Hiss—ah—" The sudden insertion of Xuan Yuanmingyue's fingers caused my body to arch instinctively, and the uncomfortable feeling of the foreign object inside me made me wince and scream.
"You're so tight! Has it been too long since I've had you?" he asked in a low, husky voice as he gently bit my pink nipple. "I've never really looked at your nipples before. They're pink, so cute."
"Ah," I writhed, gasping as his long fingers stirred and teased inside my narrow passage.
For some reason, the spot where Xuan Yuan Mingyue was penetrating was moistening with warmth. --So itchy~ It felt like countless ants were inside. At that moment, I wished Mingyue's fingers could dig even deeper.
My skin gradually heated up as Xuan Yuan Mingyue slid around me, like warming myself by a campfire. It really wasn't cold, just as Xuan Yuan Mingyue had said.
"Mingyue, I'm so hot," I whimpered, instinctively lifting my hips to let his fingers sink deep into my flesh.
Then I lowered my hips and lifted them up again.
Again and again, he used his fingers to soothe my itchy flower.
"Mmm!" Xuan Yuan Mingyue pursed his lips and groaned softly, pulling his fingers out of my body.
"Mingyue, don't take it away, don't..." I grabbed his large hand and inserted it into my lower body again.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue looked at the delicate girl using his hand as a masturbation tool with a smile. Her amnesia was too pure. She wanted it and wanted it, without the shackles of worldly shyness and coyness.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue pulled his fingers out of my flower again, stroking my cheek with a faint smile, his deep, mellow voice hoarse, "Don't rush, I will give you something bigger and more comfortable."
I repeated his words in confusion, "Give me something bigger and more comfortable?"
Xuan Yuan Mingyue carried me to an oval stone shaped like a pillow.
"Hiss, it's so hot." Although it was still morning, the sun was already high in the sky. The stone was already hot after being exposed to the sun for several hours.
"Wait a moment." Xuanyuan Mingyue put me down and went to fetch a piece of clothing that was draped over the grass and soaked in the sun. She then laid it on the pillow-shaped stone and placed my buttocks on it.
The stone was hot, and the clothing was damp. Together, it was a hot and humid place.
Draping my wet clothes over the hot stone, the soft, yielding feel against my buttocks was incredibly comfortable. The stone cushioned my hips, making my already prominent mons pubis even more pronounced. It also slightly parted the pink slit between my labia, revealing a lewd sight of fluid-filled opening.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue's eyes burned with lust. He raised his penis, aimed it at my clitoris, and thrust it in!
"Ah—" His penis pierced my body, filling my vagina completely, stretching the wrinkles of my flesh flat, causing my stomach to swell slightly.
With a powerful thrust, the egg-sized glans reached my cervix, and my vaginal fluid was squeezed out with a "sizzling" sound, spilling onto the green grass.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue placed one hand on my thigh and the other on my breast. Following the rhythm of his thrusts, he pinched and released my breast. He pinched my firm breasts, shaping them into gourds one moment and long cucumbers the next.
After only a dozen or so thrusts, my vagina felt a tingling numbness. His wet, thick, baby-arm-like penis stretched me, causing a sensation of pain, numbness, tingling, and swelling.
Waves of intoxicating pleasure surged through me with each deep thrust and shallow withdrawal.
He thrust harder and harder, and I writhed my hips beneath him, fueling his friction.
My vaginal fluids increased with each thrust, soaking his large glans. As his glans slid deeper, it was squeezed to the entrance, overflowing and splashing onto the black pubic hair on his lower abdomen, making it glisten. It shimmered even more brightly in the hot sunlight.
Seeing this, he became even more excited, pinching my nipples and pulling them long, like fleshy threads. I endured the pain with tears streaming down my face, experiencing both agony and pleasure.
I lowered my eyes, my vision blurred, and saw his thick, fleshy member appearing and disappearing in the air with each thrust. The more I looked, the hotter my body became, wave after wave of electric current throbbing through my vagina, through my heart, and into my brain!
"Ah, ah, ah," I involuntarily swayed my white buttocks to the rhythm of his thrusting. I sighed blissfully: being treated like this by him felt so good, so comfortable, so pleasurable.
Noticing my cooperation, he bent down and held my head, smiling as he kissed my lips.
He arched his muscular back, his two large testicles beneath his penis pressing softly and flat against my clitoris with his movements, rubbing up and down, left and right, between my labia. I trembled, letting out a sigh of "So good!"
His lips moved from my chin to my neck, gradually climbing to the peak of my rounded breasts, taking my nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking it like a baby nursing.
"Ah!" My reason completely collapsed as my nipples were sucked and my vagina was penetrated. My body went limp. Only my legs remained wide open, letting his flesh pound inside me.
As his flesh opened the rosy crevice, honey-like fluid continuously flowed out from the stretched opening, bubbling slightly. After about three hundred rubs, the sweet, fishy smell from our intertwined genitals grew stronger and stronger. Gradually, the air around us was filled with the sweet, fishy scent of our lovemaking.
(30)
Xuan Yuanmingyue stared at the fleshy cleft where a huge penis was inserted. His nostrils flared, his breathing was rapid, and he said in a low voice, "It smells so good, can you smell it?"
"This smell is so strange." "This is the smell produced by the friction between you and me, the smell that we share!" Xuan Yuanmingyue lowered his head and began to suck on my nipple with a biting and nibbling motion. My
flower hole became more and more sensitive as he thrust faster and faster. After a strong shudder, a devastating pleasure followed.
"Ah!" I screamed and spurted out a large gush of water, shooting and shooting, until Xuan Yuanmingyue's entire lower abdomen was covered with the water that had gushed from my flower hole. "Ah, little vixen, you actually squirted, ah—" Xuan Yuanmingyue gritted his teeth and growled. A suffocating feeling that could almost kill him came over him, and he trembled all over.
He forcefully spread my legs, his smooth, firm abdomen pressing tightly against my genitals. A stream of heat shot out from the tip of his penis.
After ejaculating, he collapsed onto me, seemingly exhausted, almost choking me.
"Mingyue, you...you promised you wouldn't press on me like that!" I tearfully accused him of breaking his promise.
"Sorry, I'll get up now." He panted heavily as he climbed off me. He flipped me over, making me lie on the grass like a puppy.
"Mingyue, what are you doing?" I asked, turning around in confusion.
His voice was hoarse as he said, "Giving you more pleasure." Suddenly, one of his large hands covered my pubic hair, glistening with nectar, while his other hand reached down to his crotch, stroking his own penis back and forth. His limp penis quickly grew back to its former size under his ministrations. Magnificent and domineering.
He pressed his large mushroom head against my entrance, thrusting his hips forward, filling my slit completely, leaving no gaps.
He shifted his hips, adjusting himself to a comfortable position, then gripped my buttocks with both hands, lifting and shaking my ass as he relentlessly fucked me. I was penetrated until my whole body went limp, and finally, my upper body lurched forward, crashing onto the grass. My nipples rubbed against the ground and grass with each thrust. "Xinxian said, 'Fuck me hard, fuck me to death.' Say it, baby, I want to hear it!"
The word "baby" in his voice made my heart melt.
I turned my head and gazed deeply at him, smiling sweetly. "Although I don't understand what this means, um, um, ah, but Mingyue likes to hear it, so I'll say um, ah, ah." My voice trailed off as he vigorously thrust into me, "Mingyue, fuck me, fuck me hard, um, um, fuck me
to death." Her sweet smile captivated him, her sincere words bewitched him. So Xuan Yuan Mingyue's eyes hardened, and he thrust harder and harder, becoming more and more excited. Finally, the love juice deep within her flower core gushed out like a overflowing river. --Continuous spasms, convulsions! Ah~ She was fucked to orgasm again!! The grass beneath her was wet, Xuan Yuan Mingyue's lower abdomen was wet.
Sunlight shone, and the nectar on the grass reflected the light, each drop shining like a pearl. Xuan Yuanmingyue's eyes were dark, his narrow buttocks taut, and two dimples appeared on either side of his buttocks. He tilted his head back, veins bulging on his neck, and his firm buttocks slammed against my buttocks again and again. With each thrust, his large, round glans pressed against my cervix, bringing the intercourse to its climax!
"Drink!" He thrust heavily, his wet belly pressing against my buttocks, and with a muffled roar, he ejaculated hot, thick white fluid, scalding me so much that my toes curled up, and my uterus convulsed and contracted. 33 Horseback Pleasure (Caution) The rocks were jagged, and the pavilions were uneven. An arched bridge connected the rocks and the pavilions.
Xuan Yuanmingyue took my small hand and led me through the rainbow-like arched bridge.
"Mingyue, where are you taking me?"
"To the countryside for horseback riding."
"Wow!! Horseback riding?!" My eyes crinkled with laughter, sparkling.
"Hehe, I knew you'd like it." Xuanyuan Mingyue chuckled softly.
"But I can't ride a horse." I lowered my eyes, poking my fingers together. Xuanyuan Mingyue's large hand stroked my face, his thumb gently caressing my pouting lips, and he smiled, "We'll ride together."
"Hmph! I thought you'd teach me to ride a horse!" The difference between reality and my expectations made me wrinkle my nose.
Xuan Yuanmingyue chuckled, his middle finger tracing my nose back and forth. "So you were pretending to be pitiful so I'd teach you to ride a horse. Your Highness, you're so cunning!" It was a simple kind of 'cunning,' a pleasing kind of 'cunning.' His 'cunning' was so endearing, so 'cunning' that it stirred his heart.
I shook my head, brushing away his restless fingers, tugging at his sleeve, and swaying back and forth, pouting and whining, "Mingyue, I want to learn to ride a horse!" Xuan Yuan Mingyue's eyes deepened, his dark eyes gazing intently at my slightly upturned face, and he sighed with infatuation, "I promise you."
"Smack! Smack!" I tiptoed and roughly kissed his left cheek twice, then wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him tightly, "Thank you, Mingyue!!"
Xuan Yuan Mingyue's large hands covered the top of my head, gently stroking it back and forth, "But not today."
"Why?" I glared at him angrily, my eyes wide.
"You deserve a beating! You've already forgotten what I just said!" Xuan Yuan Mingyue gently pinched my cheeks and pulled them apart.
"Mingyue said: Today he'll take me to the countryside." I blinked, repeating what he had just said, proving that he had wronged me, and that I hadn't forgotten what he said at all.
Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled contentedly. "Hmm, today I want to take you to a place like a fairyland."
"To a place like a fairyland? Wow! Mingyue is so romantic, and so gentle and considerate. To be Mingyue's queen would be so wonderful!" My eyes narrowed into crescent moons with happiness.
Xuanyuan Mingyue sighed with delight, his heart completely captivated by her childlike praise.
"Alright, let's go. If we linger any longer, it'll get dark." He took my small hand and led me towards the royal stables.
I made a very small discovery: I found myself loving so much the feeling of his large hand tightly enveloping my small one—warm and reassuring. So sweet, so warm. A babbling brook, willows swaying in the breeze, flowers in full bloom, butterflies fluttering.
The setting sun cast its slanting rays on the green grass, where white horses grazed leisurely.
My pink plum blossom embroidered shoes and underpants were removed by Mingyue and stuffed into a gold-threaded cloth bag beside the horse. Mingyue's own silver-blue underpants were also torn open in the middle, becoming open-crotch pants.
I nestled in his arms, shivering, letting out soft moans.
"Ugh, Mingyue, it's so swollen," Mingyue's huge penis was inserted into the pink slit in the center of my mons pubis, forcefully stretching the originally tiny, pinhole-like opening into a large, round, '~' shaped fleshy hole.
My face turned deathly pale from his forceful penetration.
"Ugh," I bent over, my body going numb, causing the penis deep inside my flower pot to brand my tender belly into the shape of a fleshy rod. My
flushed face was covered in damp sweat, the moisture causing my soft hair to cling tightly to my cheeks, unintentionally adding a touch of delicate allure.
Mingyue's hands gripped my pink buttocks tightly, his ten fingers sinking into my soft, white buttocks, leaving ten round, pearl-like indentations.
"Open your legs wider, let me fuck you properly!" His fiery eyes were fixed on the tender place glowing red and soft in the sunset light. He cupped my buttocks with both hands, slowly lifting them up, grinding against the layers of wrinkled flesh, forcibly pulling his burning hot penis out six inches from my lower opening.
"Watch carefully how I enter you," Xuanyuan Mingyue murmured excitedly. His heavy breathing, like ants crawling all over my neck, made me feel tingly and itchy, quite uncomfortable.
"Hah—" he groaned, straightening his back, pressing his hands down hard on my buttocks, the wrinkled flesh trembling as it tightly gripped his penis, as thick as a child's arm.
"Ah—" I screamed, my hands twisting and turning, tearing at the silver-blue fabric of Xuanyuan Mingyue's waist.
“Huff! Huff!” Xuan Yuanmingyue breathed heavily in my ear, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you like being treated like this? Don’t lie, tell me honestly.”
“I like it, it feels so good, um, um. It’s just that Mingyue’s is so big, my lower body is stretched so tightly, it feels like it might tear at any moment.” Every time I hugged Mingyue, my flower hole was stretched numb and painful by his rock-hard penis. I couldn’t help but naively fantasize: if Mingyue’s penis could be smaller, that would be perfect.
“Hehe” Xuan Yuanmingyue chuckled softly with pleasure, because this innocent and genuine “Mingyue’s is so big” was undoubtedly the greatest praise for his sexual ability.
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“It is quite big.” He stroked my hair with affection and sighed in a daze, “You’ve worked hard, Your Highness. I will definitely make it up to you.”
“Mingyue, why do we have to be on horseback? It’s not comfortable to hug Mingyue on horseback.” I asked coquettishly, looking up.
Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled dreamily, embracing me tightly, sighing softly, "Hehe, baby, don't rush, you'll find out soon enough how comfortable it is on horseback."
My eyes sparkled, and I chuckled, "Mingyue, I love it so much when you call me 'baby.' It makes my heart so sweet. Mingyue, Mingyue, please call me that again."
"Okay." Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled gently, like the warmth of late spring. "Baby, baby, my good baby." Mingyue's repeated calls of "baby" made me gasp for breath, covering my round lips with my hands, my eyes crinkling into crescent moons.
Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled softly and indulgently, realizing he loved seeing his little wife so overwhelmed with satisfaction by his actions or words.
"Mingyue, Mingyue, Mingyue, you're my baby too!!" I nestled my face against his chest, my arms tightly encircling his waist.
A wave of intense sweetness, enough to melt his heart, completely overwhelmed him. He discovered he also enjoyed this feeling.
Mingyue rested his chin on my head, wrapped his arms around my body, pulled on the reins, and with his legs slightly clenched around the horse's belly, the spirited, strong white horse swayed its tail and slowly moved forward.
A gentle evening breeze blew, birds sang, and everything in the world exuded a joyful atmosphere.
"Huff, huff," I breathed heavily, whimpering softly, "Mingyue, I feel so uncomfortable."
I clutched Mingyue's thin, silver-blue shirt at his waist, rubbing my forehead against his chest.
Mingyue lowered his eyes, his hands gripping the reins tightly through the thin gauze skirt, grasping my buttocks, lifting them slightly, and thrusting them against his genitals. I cried out in pleasure, tilting my head back.
"Are you comfortable now?" Mingyue asked hoarsely in my ear.
"Mmm, it only felt good for a little while, and now it's itchy inside again. Ugh..." My lower abdomen twitched involuntarily a few times, the wrinkled flesh tightly gripping my cylindrical penis and spiraling around it. The tingling sensation running through my body sent goosebumps up my skin.
"Ah!" Mingyue suddenly roared, flicking the reins, and the spirited horse galloped off.
"Ah—ah, ah, ah—"
At the same time, Mingyue's huge hands firmly gripped my buttocks, pressing our intertwined penises tightly together.
His penis vibrated, dragged, and rubbed rhythmically inside my wrinkled flesh with the rise and fall of the horse's hooves, bringing me wave after wave of pleasure and comfort.
"Feeling good?" Mingyue's hot breath made my scalp tingle.
"Ahhh! It feels so good, Mingyue, mmm, mmm, Mingyue, you've reached the very inside." Although every time I hugged Mingyue, my flower hole would be rubbed painfully and numbly by his huge, intimidating penis, I still loved embracing him like this. The horse galloped out of the dense forest and into an endless slope covered with flowers and lush green grass.
The sky was azure, the grass was green, and the flowers were bright red.
The horse began to go downhill, and my body leaned into Mingyue's embrace. The speed of the horse going downhill and the swaying of its back were different from running on flat ground, so I trembled and twisted in his arms, finding a comfortable position, and then continued to nestle.
But this still didn't quite relieve the slight itch in my folds of flesh. I groped and searched. Wanting to find a way to relieve the itch, Mingyue stroked my furrowed brow, her voice hoarse as she directed me, "Place your feet on my insteps, then lift your buttocks."
So I relaxed my furrowed brows, placed my feet on Mingyue's insteps straddling the iron rings, my bare toes touching her insteps, and shakily stood up, my legs straight. This movement also pulled Mingyue's thick, hard penis, which was inserted into me, out by more than five inches. At that moment, the horse lifted its hoof, and my shaky body tumbled into Mingyue's arms, causing her thick, hard penis to thrust into my womb again. "Ah—" I screamed tremblingly, my leg muscles shaking violently, gripping Mingyue's genitals even tighter.
"Ah, ah, yes, baby, just like that again!"
Encouraged by Mingyue, I tensed my body, using all my strength to prop myself up, letting Mingyue's penis happily rub against my wrinkled flesh. It withdrew a few inches from my flower-like opening, then, with an unsteady fall, Mingyue's penis plunged all the way into my uterus. We passed through the city gates, and the horse leisurely carried Mingyue and me back to the Vermilion Bird Street.
I pressed my face against Mingyue's chest, panting, and looked up at him, only to see his pupils dilating and contracting as he stared intently at me.
"Mingyue, what's wrong with your eyes?" I asked worriedly.
"Nothing." Xuan Yuan Mingyue's breathing was unsteady, clearly still recovering from desire. His pupils dilated and contracted due to the rising desire within him. He sighed in frustration, hating himself for not being able to extinguish the burning lust within him even after he had devoured her so thoroughly.
“Mingyue, you look like you’re in pain. Are you really alright?” I clutched his clothes, not believing his “alright” claim.
He smiled, his narrow eyes crinkling, a seductive smile playing on his lips, and sighed softly, “Since you’ve seen through me, I guess I have no choice but to confess—I can never get enough of you.”
“Ah!” My face burned, and I lightly pressed my cheek against his chest. Pervert! Saying such vulgar things! Using such a vulgar word!
“Hehe,” Mingyue chuckled softly, only stopping when he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Suddenly, three black horses galloped towards us. Seeing us, they immediately pulled on the reins, the horses reared up, and the three men jumped off, kneeling on one knee before us, bowing and saying, “Greetings, Your Highness! Your Highness!” Because the Princess, after losing her memory, had received the Prince’s unusual favor, they naturally dared not overlook her during their greetings.
“What’s the matter that you’re in such a hurry?” Mingyue pulled on the reins, stopping the horses as well.
I turned around and saw it was someone from the Prince's residence.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the Emperor has arrived. Please return immediately."
"Did the Emperor say why he wanted to see me?" Xuan Yuan Mingyue frowned. Lian had never come to his residence without prior notice. Could it be something important?
"No, the Emperor only ordered me to go out and find Your Highness."
"Hmm, you may rise." Xuan Yuan Mingyue finished speaking and quickly rode towards the residence. At the main gate, Mingyue carried me down from the horse and walked into the residence.
"Ah, Mingyue," I called softly.
"What is it?" Mingyue glanced down at me.
"My shoes and undergarments are still in the cloth bag on the horse's back," I whispered in his ear.
Mingyue smiled. "They won't touch that bag without my orders. I'll get it back to you tomorrow."
"Mm." I nodded and leaned my head against his chest again.
"Your Highness, you're back! Hurry! Go see the Emperor!" a shrill voice called out. Curious, I turned around and saw a person dressed in loose gray robes rushing towards us from the north corridor.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue glanced at him and called out, "I'll go change my clothes and come over shortly."
Before Chen Rui could speak again, Mingyue continued carrying me towards the east courtyard where we shared a room. Only his back view remained, leaving Chen Rui speechless. The prince, though outwardly charming and amorous, was a man as cold as ice at heart. Why would he be carrying a woman? And in this place where servants came and went? He rubbed his eyes, checking again to see if he was seeing things.
"Who is Your Highness carrying?" Chen Rui turned to ask a servant from the Mingyue Prince's residence who had followed.
"Reporting to Eunuch Chen, that is our Princess Consort."
"The 'Amnesiac Princess Consort'?" Chen Rui asked again.
"Indeed."
It seems the rumors weren't unfounded; the Prince is indeed quite concerned about the 'Amnesiac Princess.' This matter must be reported to the Emperor as soon as possible. After all, he wasn't the Grand Eunuch of the Inner Court for nothing; he could usually guess a thing or two about what the Emperor cared about.
Inside the main hall of the North Courtyard of the Bright Moon Prince's Mansion.
"Xuan Yuanmin blew up the secret passage?" Xuan Yuanmingyue was quite surprised by this news.
Qu Ciya was merely a pawn they had unexpectedly acquired.
A few months ago, the spy they had sent to infiltrate Xuan Yuanmin's inner circle was eliminated by him without a trace. They only needed to find a way to plant another one, but Xuan Yuanmin was a shrewd man, and it wouldn't be easy for their people to blend in unnoticed. So they thought of using a feint to confuse Xuan Yuanmin's vision, allowing their spy to infiltrate smoothly.
However, using someone they had painstakingly trained to set up this feint was a waste of their talents, and they naturally couldn't bear to "waste" it like that. So they thought of finding a few "feints" on the street to use. (Otherwise, how could the two nobles make friends with some low-class commoners in such a lowly place?) Qu Ciya was one of the "feints" they chose. It wasn't that they didn't value human life, but that great things require sacrifice. For the stability of the country and the peace of the nation, sacrificing a few commoners was nothing to them.
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A few months later, the "feints" they chose were indeed dealt with by Xuan Yuanmin without making a sound. But a small accident occurred, that is, Xuan Yuanmin kept Qu Ciya.
They never understood why Xuan Yuanmin kept Qu Ciya. Logically speaking, Qu Ciya used the most outdated tricks, and he should have been the one Xuan Yuanmin dealt with the most, but he survived. -- Was this a trick by Xuan Yuanmin? Or was Xuan Yuanmin reluctant to kill 'this piece' for some reason?
Thus, what was originally a "feint" with little use became important because it gained the enemy's attention.
Whatever Xuanyuan Min's reason, they subsequently revealed their true identities to Qu Ciya—using him as an important pawn.
Yet, in the past few months, he seemed to have vanished into thin air!
While he regretted losing an 'important pawn,' he didn't dwell on it too much; after all, he possessed countless 'important pawns,' and he didn't need to concern himself with just one among millions. He
simply hadn't expected Xuanyuan Min to be so 'concerned' about such a small pawn. He smiled; whatever Xuanyuan Min's reasons for caring about this pawn, it was good news for them.
"Hmm," Xuanyuan Lian responded in a low voice.
Xuanyuan Mingyue leaned against the pearl-red pillar, glanced at Xuanyuan Lian, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Brother, you didn't come here to invite me to watch the excitement, did you?"
"Hmm," Xuanyuan Lian nodded succinctly in response.
"But Qu Ciya dared to disappear for so long, he probably already knew there was no poison in his body." Poisoning Qu Ciya was just a spur-of-the-moment strategy; he hadn't prepared beforehand, so he didn't carry any slow-acting poison. When Qu Ciya returned after being poisoned, he gave him the antidote.
"Hmm, that's possible. He definitely doesn't want to get involved in the royal family's power struggle." He couldn't help but admire Qu Ciya's exceptional intelligence.
Xuan Yuanmingyue smiled coldly, "However, since he has gained Xuan Yuanmin's 'such' attention, then even if he doesn't want to 'get involved,' he'll have to drag us into it!"
Shangguan Hao, breathless, rushed in, reporting, "Young Master, just as you predicted, the secret passage really was blown open!"
"Who's the leader?" Shangguan Youming asked, frowning.
"It's Prince Min," Shangguan Hao replied.
Prince Min? Shangguan Youming was quite surprised. Unexpectedly, the royal person that woman had offended was none other than Xuan Yuanmin, known as the 'God of War from Hell.'
Shangguan Youming was initially unaware of the existence of a secret passage within their Shangguan residence. He was simply puzzled by the fact that a seemingly defenseless woman could freely enter and leave the heavily guarded Shangguan mansion. Therefore, that day, he deliberately planted many spies within the mansion to observe her exit.
To his astonishment, the woman had sneaked out of the mansion from the study in her small courtyard.
He ordered a search and discovered a secret passage in the study leading directly to the southern suburbs of the city.
Being cautious, he also ordered his subordinates to clean the woman's room, where they found a three-inch square jade pendant with dragon patterns in her wardrobe. At that moment, he knew that the woman must have encountered a member of the royal family and become quite familiar with him; otherwise, why would a royal family gift such a valuable jade pendant with dragon patterns?
Shangguan Youming was always meticulous and thorough in his actions. Moreover, it concerned his beloved Xin Xian! Xin Xian was his precious treasure, whom he had finally managed to find again; how could he allow anything to go wrong?
So he decided to strike first. He ordered his subordinates to secretly alter the secret passage, moving the entrance from his study to a dilapidated temple in the suburbs.
"How is Xuan Yuan Min's operation going?" Shangguan Youming asked.
"After finding the dilapidated temple, King Min began to closely monitor the houses near it."
Shangguan Youming nodded, finally able to put his mind at ease.
"Young Master, should we send someone to eliminate that woman?" That woman was incredibly lucky! Falling from such a high artificial hill, she still hadn't died.
Shangguan Youming shook his head and said, "No need! She poses no threat to me anymore." He never did anything pointless. Besides, not revealing anything the first time didn't mean he wouldn't reveal anything the second time. King Mingyue was no pushover; he didn't want to confront him directly unless absolutely necessary.
Shangguan Hao said anxiously, "Young Master, please reconsider! Although Qu Ciya has lost her memory, there's no guarantee she won't remember it one day. This old servant is afraid that if she regains her memory and tells Prince Mingyue about this—switching the princess is a capital offense!—Even if the Shangguan family is rich and powerful, they will only face certain death."
Shangguan Youming waved his hand, slowly curving his lips into a cruel smile, "Uncle Hao, you don't need to worry about that. She fell from the artificial hill, and a large amount of blood gushed from her head. It's already 'fortunate' that she survived. As for regaining her original memories, it's probably impossible for her in this lifetime." Because she lost her memory, the sudden change in her personality wouldn't attract Prince Mingyue's attention. Besides, she and Xinxian look exactly like they were cut from the same mold, so he wasn't afraid that Prince Mingyue would discover any differences between them.
"Young Master, there's something this old servant doesn't understand: Even though the woman's face is the same as Miss Xinxian's, there are always slight differences in their bodies. How could the shrewd Prince Mingyue not notice?" Logically, Prince Mingyue should have noticed long ago! He had always suspected this might be a trap set by Prince Mingyue. Shangguan
Youming pursed his lips and said, "There's a piece of clothing. If Uncle Hao has never seriously examined this clothing, or if he hasn't worn it for a long time, and one day someone suddenly steals it and replaces it with a slightly different piece, would Uncle Hao notice the change?"
Although Shangguan Youming's question seemed somewhat absurd, Shangguan Hao still thought about it seriously. He then shook his head and said firmly, "No! First, I'm not a woman, why would I care about the details of a piece of clothing? Second, the young master has always treated me very well, I have plenty of clothes. Even if my favorite piece of clothing were replaced with something almost identical, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Third, I wouldn't think that anyone in this world would be so bored as to steal my clothes, especially clothes I've worn before. So even if I noticed that this piece of clothing was slightly different from the clothes I wore before, I wouldn't think that it had been stolen. I would just assume that I never paid attention and that I just remembered it wrong."
"That's right, in Xuan Yuan Mingyue's eyes, Xin Xian is equivalent to..." Shangguan Youming unconsciously gripped the wine cup in his hand so tightly that it made a clattering sound, "...a piece of clothing."
"That King Mingyue is too heartless, Miss Xin Xian is such a kind girl, how could he treat her as..." Shangguan Hao choked up, the last two words stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered. He picked up his sleeve and wiped away his tears. He felt heartbroken for the kind-hearted Miss Xinxian.
"So he doesn't deserve Xinxian at all!" Shangguan Youming suddenly roared, his wine glass shattering in his hand!
Shangguan Hao's heart skipped a beat. It seemed Miss Xinxian held a significant place in his young master's heart.
He should have been happy to have a woman who could bring warmth to his young master. But seeing how much his young master cared for a woman, he felt a vague unease.
“Young Master, there’s something I’m hesitant to say,”
Shangguan Youming said with a smile. “Uncle Hao, is there anything between us that we can’t discuss?”
“Young Master, it’s not good to be too attached to something! Whether it’s a person or an object, once you become obsessed, you’ll be blinded by that very thing, and then—”
Shangguan Youming’s dark eyes turned cold as he interrupted, “I know what I’m doing. Uncle Hao, you must be tired. Go back and rest.” Shangguan
Youming turned and left. Shangguan Hao watched his departing figure, sighed softly, shook his head, and muttered to himself, “Was Young Master’s encounter with Miss Xinxian ultimately a good thing or a bad thing?”
The wind rustled the willow catkins, and birdsong filled the air.
In the garden of the North Courtyard of the Bright Moon Prince's Mansion, at a square stone table, sat Xuan Yuan Lian in black robes and Xuan Yuan Mingyue in white robes,
facing each other. Petals fell from the trees, and several ducks swam leisurely and happily in the artificial stream. On the chessboard, two armies clashed, exchanging blows.
A white piece landed on the board with a crisp "snap." "Brother, you've lost again," Xuan Yuan Mingyue sighed softly, her slender fingers gripping her wine cup. Today, her brother seemed preoccupied, suffering defeat after defeat; it seemed he had no interest in the world of chess. Xuan Yuan
Lian frowned, remaining silent, and picked up a small teacup from beside the chessboard, a teapot that matched a misty purple clay teapot. He gently twirled it in his hand, his handsome, angular face slightly dazed.
Xuanyuan Mingyue rested her elbows on the stone table and murmured in a languid, seductive voice, "Is Your Majesty thinking about Qu Ciya?"
"Yes," Xuanyuan Lian nodded.
They had expected news of Qu Ciya to arrive after the secret passage in the southern suburbs of the city was blown open. Unexpectedly, the passage led back to a dilapidated temple in the southern suburbs. —This infuriated Xuanyuan Min.
Xuanyuan Mingyue picked up a petal that had fallen onto the chessboard and played with it in his hand. "That Qu Ciya is too cunning. Did he know beforehand that someone was following him, so he deliberately took a long detour to confuse his pursuers?"
He then dismissed this conclusion. "But I checked his pulse before, and he doesn't seem to be a martial arts expert. How could he possibly sense that he was being followed?"
Xuanyuan Lian glanced at Xuanyuan Mingyue and asked, "What's your conclusion?"
Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled. "My conclusion is that his true identity must be 'very special.' He was afraid of being followed, so he prepared to hide his whereabouts beforehand." Imagine if he were an ordinary person, why would he go to such lengths? If that's the case, then what is his true identity?
"There's another possibility. To prevent us from finding his location, he secretly ordered someone to change the entrance to the secret passage from his house to a dilapidated temple," Xuanyuan Lian added, raising his eyes.
Xuanyuan Mingyue nodded in agreement and smiled, "Yes, Your Majesty's speculation makes a lot of sense. If it's true, given that he could change the direction of a secret passage in just a few months, we can deduce that his family must be full of experts." To be able to alter such a long and winding secret passage in such a short time requires the strength of martial arts masters. With this line of reasoning, Qu Ciya became increasingly mysterious.
Just then, a clear voice called out, "Mingyue, Mingyue, time to eat!"
The voice arrived before the person. Xuanyuan Mingyue's forehead creased with annoyance. He sighed deeply, saying, "My wife is reckless; please forgive her, Your Majesty." Although Xuanyuan Mingyue said this, a faint smile played on his lips. It was clear he didn't blame his wife for her recklessness.
"My wife?" Xuanyuan Lian asked, frowning. Although the words 'my wife' are just ordinary, they are quite meaningful when spoken by Xuan Yuanmingyue.
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Xuan Yuanmingyue smiled but did not answer. Anyway, Lian had already learned about his relationship with Xin Xian from 'others'. Since he already knew, there was no need for him to hide it anymore.
"Mingyue, Mingyue, time to eat!" "Your Highness, please don't call! The Prince is talking to the Emperor! You can't go in!" Bai Ye chased after me anxiously.
"The Emperor? Is that Mingyue's brother?" I stopped and tilted my head to ask.
"Uh, Your Highness, yes." Bai Ye stood respectfully with his head bowed.
"Mingyue's brother is my uncle. What is there to be ashamed of?" I pointed my middle finger at my lips and turned to ask Bai Ye seriously.
Bai Ye blinked his small eyes, "What you said is true, but..." But the Prince's brother is the Emperor after all. Can this "uncle" be used to address the Emperor?
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Lian's cup wobbled, spilling the tea. His usually unchanging face twitched slightly.
Xuanyuan Mingyue chuckled. Seeing Xuanyuan Lian's cool expression, she coughed lightly, her fist slightly clenched, before suppressing her laughter. "Ahem! Ahem! My wife suffered a head injury a few months ago. Please forgive her ignorance, Your Majesty."
Xuanyuan Lian glanced coldly at Xuanyuan Mingyue, flicking the tea droplets from his clothes with his fingernail. "I've long heard of your 'Amnesiac Princess,' and I'd like to meet her today."
"Yes," Mingyue replied respectfully, then turned to the source of the voice and called out, "Bai Ye, summon the Princess."
Hearing Mingyue's command, Bai Ye stopped stopping me and gestured for me to come forward. "Please, Princess."
I smiled happily, lifting my long skirt and running into the courtyard.
Running across the small bridge over the stream and onto the winding cobblestone path, I saw Mingyue, dressed in flowing white, sitting by a stone table amidst the falling blossoms.
As I ran, I waved my silk handkerchief in his direction, calling out happily, "Mingyue, Mingyue!" Mingyue looked up and saw a beautiful girl, her eyes fixed on him, running from the half-hidden cobblestone path. Backlit by the sun, she shone brightly like a beautiful porcelain doll.
Xuanyuan Mingyue rolled his eyes helplessly. "Are you singing with my name on your lips?"
"Mingyue, it's time for lunch!" I ignored him, still sweetly calling his name, rushing straight into his arms and hugging his waist tightly.
"You're always like this when I see you. Don't you ever get tired?" Mingyue murmured to me affectionately, or perhaps asked in a low voice.
I snuggled sweetly into his arms and rolled around, completely ignoring everyone around him. My bright eyes were fixed on Mingyue, mesmerized and lost in his reverie.
Mingyue smiled with satisfaction, affectionately patting my head, and said, "Hurry up and greet your elder brother."
"Oh," I nodded sheepishly. I was practically a little fool, completely captivated by Mingyue, my mind and eyes filled with him, forgetting even the basic courtesy of greeting my uncle.
So, I quickly stood up from Mingyue's embrace, facing the man in black, and gave a graceful bow, "Xinxian greets my uncle."
Mingyue laughed heartily, then quickly straightened his face and corrected me, "You should call him 'elder brother'!"
"But I heard Li Er's wife call Li Da that," I pouted, blinking my big eyes.
Mingyue coughed lightly twice, her fist pressed to her lips, before saying, "That's a common way of addressing people. You should call me 'Royal Brother' like I do."
"Mm." I nodded, my eyes narrowing into crescent shapes. I wanted to call Mingyue 'like I do'!
Seeing my satisfied smile, Mingyue slowly curled her lips into a smile.
I bowed again to the man in black, saying, "Xinxian greets Royal Brother!"
"No need for such formalities, Your Highness." At this moment, Xuanyuan Lian slowly raised his head, but the moment he saw her face, his expression changed drastically, and his voice rose, "Qu Ciya!"
Mingyue shifted her gaze from my face to Xuanyuan Lian's face, and smiled, "Royal Brother, Xinxian is not Qu Ciya. Besides, Qu Ciya is a man."
Xuanyuan Lian narrowed his eyes, regaining his composure, and sighed, "It's unbelievable that there are people in this world who look so alike."
Xuanyuan Mingyue replied, "Who says otherwise! This world is truly full of wonders!"
"Who is Qu Ciya?" I asked, tilting my head with a silly look and a bit of curiosity.
"She's not important. Didn't you come to call me for lunch, Your Highness?" Xuan Yuanmingyue casually changed the subject.
"Mmm. The food won't taste good if it gets cold. Uh, Your Highness, would you like to dine with us?" I tilted my head and asked the somewhat unfathomable man in black.
The man in black lazily got up and smiled, "Very well, it's been a long time since I've ate at my brother's residence."
In the darkness, before dawn, I was awakened by a knock on the door.
I frowned, turned over on the large bed, and gently touched the empty bed with my small hand; it was cold. This meant that Mingyue hadn't returned all night.
I groggily threw back the covers, my feet haphazardly hooking my shoes, and got up to open the door. Seeing Xiao Huan standing outside holding a basin of water, I squinted my clear, watery eyes, covered my lips with my left hand, and opened my mouth wide in an unseemly manner, clearly looking like I hadn't woken up yet. "Xiao Huan, why are you here so early in the morning?" Xiao Huan usually arrives around 7 AM.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten? Today is the day Your Highness goes to the palace to pay your respects to the Empress Dowager."
"Oh dear! How could I forget such an important matter!" I suddenly woke up, blinking my dark eyes rapidly.
Xiao Huan smiled, carrying the lacquered red wooden basin of water, and went straight into the room past me, turning back to say, "Your Highness, let me help you change."
"No need, I'm not used to being served by others." I smiled and shook my head.
Xiao Huan seemed to want to say something but then bit her lower lip, her long eyelashes trembling, her eyes red-rimmed, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed the words back.
I looked at her and smiled, "Xiao Huan, just say what you want to say."
"Does the Princess not like Xiao Huan anymore?"
I paused, blinking my big, wet eyes. "How could I not like Xiao Huan?"
"But why hasn't the Princess had Xiao Huan serve her baths since she lost her memory?" Xiao Huan twisted her small hands, presenting 'evidence' that I didn't like her.
I was stunned, unsure how to answer her, because even I didn't understand how my 'habits' had completely changed due to amnesia.
I thought for a while before finding a suitable explanation, "Xiao Huan, this isn't your problem. I don't know what's wrong with me either. Anyway, ever since I woke up, I haven't been used to being served."
"Xiao Huan understands," Xiao Huan said sadly, lowering her head.
I tilted my head in confusion and laughed, “Silly girl, what’s there to be sad about? Aren’t you the one who combs my hair now?”
Xiao Huan mustered her courage and said, “But I always feel that Your Highness seems to have distanced yourself from me.”
“No, don’t overthink it.” I shook my head and, imitating how Mingyue always comforted me, reached out and touched her hair, and smiled. “Although I don’t remember what it was like between you and me before, I feel very close to you since I woke up.”
“Is what Your Highness said true?” Xiao Huan’s eyes suddenly brightened because of my words.
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I nodded with a smile and replied repeatedly, “Yes, yes.”
Xiao Huan smiled through her tears, “I’m satisfied with Your Highness’s words.”
Seeing her smile, I also grinned and showed a big smile. I was finally relieved and quickly moved to take out the formal clothes I would wear to the palace from the carved wardrobe. I ran behind the screen embroidered with large lotus leaves and quickly changed my clothes.
After getting dressed, I opened the door and saw Bai Ye waiting at the other end of the corridor. As I stepped out, he approached and bowed, "Your Highness. Before leaving yesterday, the Prince instructed that if he didn't return today, I would accompany you to the palace."
Mingyue must have been sent by Xuan Yuanlian to some unknown place again.
I pouted unhappily, "Why does my brother always send my Mingyue to do this and that when he has so many ministers to serve?"
"Uh, I don't know," Bai Ye said, lowering his head. He clearly knew, but was just giving me a perfunctory answer.
I glared at his lowered head, disdainful of his smooth talk. I pursed my lips and said lazily, "Let's go."
"Yes, Your Highness," Bai Ye replied, quickly following closely behind me.
After entering the palace, I paid my respects to the Empress Dowager and chatted with her for an hour. Then, I leisurely left the Empress Dowager's chambers, but Bai Ye wasn't waiting for me at the gate.
Just as I was wondering what was going on, a young eunuch trotted up to me, bowed, and said, "Your Highness, Lord Bai was summoned by the Emperor. He instructed that I accompany Your Highness to stroll through the Imperial Garden after you leave. He will be back shortly."
"Oh," I replied lightly, waving my hand, "No need, I know the Imperial Garden very well. Tell Bai Ye to come find me there when he returns."
"Yes, Your Highness."
I nodded slightly and headed towards the Imperial Garden.
Winding corridors, craggy artificial hills, blooming flowers, fluttering butterflies...
Although my sense of direction is usually quite good, I got lost in this vast palace.
I blinked, stood still, and spun around, intending to ask a palace maid or eunuch, but none of them passed by.
I randomly chose a winding, smooth cobblestone path and walked along it.
After walking for a while, I saw, through the dense shade of green trees, the pointed eaves of a palace soaring high. A
gentle breeze blew, and the shade was serene. I felt as if I had entered a fairyland.
I saw a woman of about fifty leaning against a vermilion pillar in front of the hall, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her eyes gazing into the distance with a dreamy look.
I wondered what she was thinking about so intently that she didn't even notice me approaching from her left.
I tilted my head, pondering. To live in the palace, to be dressed in such fine clothes, and to be about the same age as the Empress Dowager—if I wasn't mistaken, she must have been one of the late emperor's concubines.
I curtsied gracefully to her, "Xinxian, I apologize for disturbing you."
Hearing my soft, sweet voice, she snapped out of her daze. She turned to look at me, paused slightly, then recovered, nodded, and asked kindly, "And you are?"
"I am the Princess Consort of Mingyue," I replied with a smile, tilting my head slightly.
She said gently, "What a charming and lovely young lady! Mingyue is truly blessed."
I covered my mouth with my handkerchief and chuckled softly, "You are truly special. Most people would say it's a woman's good fortune to marry a prince."
She paused, then smiled broadly, "You are special too." She sighed wistfully, her eyes misty, "Since the late Emperor passed away, no one has praised me for being special."
From her words, it was clear the late Emperor had doted on her. Thinking about it, how could the late Emperor not cherish such a special woman?
"By the way, how did the Princess end up here?" She asked with surprise. This was, after all, the inner palace, and the only reason the Princess would enter the palace was to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager. After that, she would leave the palace. How could she have ended up here?
"Oh, this?" I lowered my eyes shyly, tapping my fingers together. "Bai Ye was summoned by the Emperor, and I wandered around the Imperial Garden alone, then got lost."
She smiled upon hearing this. "Getting lost and ending up here, we must be destined. Princess Mingyue, please come into my room. I'll send someone to inform Bai Ye to come and fetch you."
I thought it wouldn't be inappropriate, so I happily agreed.
Once inside, the Dowager Princess summoned a maid to make me tea. We chatted casually for a while.
Seeing the undisguised worry and anxiety in her eyes, my heart softened, and I couldn't help but ask, "Dowager Princess, what's on your mind? Could you tell Xin Xian?" I had just followed the maid's lead; surely I wasn't mistaken?
The Dowager smiled kindly, "You're such a thoughtful child." She paused, then fell into sorrow again, "Right now, my only worry is my son."
I smiled innocently, "If the Dowager misses him, just have him come to the palace to see you."
The Dowager shook her head with a smile, "It won't be easy for him to enter the palace now. Even if he does, we won't exchange more than a few words."
"Why?" I asked, puzzled.
The Dowager looked at me intently, pondered for a moment, and then smiled, "He has always been at odds with the Emperor."
Ah? I covered my lips with my hands, my eyes widening like saucers. To say such a bold thing in the palace, if the Emperor heard it, would be a capital offense! But she told me, which meant she trusted me. "Does Your Highness trust me?"
The Dowager smiled kindly. "I feel a strong connection with you, so it's alright to tell you."
I smiled sweetly, my soft voice filled with gratitude for being trusted. "Thank you for your trust, Your Highness." The Dowager smiled gently
, but her deep melancholy was not hidden in the slightest. "My biggest worry now is not not seeing him, but that he might do something foolish."
"Foolish?" I was stunned, not understanding what she meant.
"Yes." The Dowager wanted to say something more, but then a maid's voice came from outside. "Your Highness, Bai Ye, a retainer of the Prince of Mingyue's residence, requests an audience."
The Dowager composed herself, forcibly hiding the sadness on her face, and said in a deep and authoritative voice, "Let him in."
"Yes," the maid replied.
Suddenly, the palace door opened, and Bai Ye ran in, kneeling and kowtowing. "Bai Ye, a servant of the Mingyue Prince's Mansion, greets the Dowager Consort." "Rise
." The Dowager Consort was dignified, befitting the Emperor's favored concubine.
"Thank you, Dowager Consort." Bai Ye stood up.
The Dowager Consort turned and smiled at me. "It seems I can't keep you here any longer."
I stood up and curtsied to her. "Thank you for your hospitality, Dowager Consort. Xin Xian will definitely come to see you when she has time."
"Good, good, truly a good child." The Dowager Consort smiled with satisfaction.
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After leaving the room, Bai Ye and I walked slowly along the winding cobblestone path.
"Bai Ye, who is the Dowager Consort's son?"
"Prince Min." Bai Ye replied.
"Oh. Prince Min? Doesn't he come to the palace often?" I mentioned Prince Min as if it were unintentional.
"Prince Min holds a large army, and the Emperor is very wary of him." Bai Ye stopped there.
I couldn't help but ask, "So, my brother used his mother as a hostage?"
Bai Ye lowered his eyes and remained silent. It seemed I had guessed correctly.
"Bai Ye, take me to see the Emperor."
Bai Ye hesitated. "Your Highness, isn't that inappropriate?"
I glanced at him and said lazily, "What's inappropriate? I have something to discuss with him."
"What is it that Your Highness can ask Bai Ye to relay?"
"How dare you, Bai Ye! You dare to interfere in my affairs!" I pouted and deliberately glared at him.
"Bai Ye wouldn't dare, but the Emperor isn't someone you can easily see." Bai Ye remained bowed to me, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
I raised my eyebrows and my tone became savage. "I have something to say to my brother. Will you relay it or not?"
"Yes. Your Highness, please come with me." As a retainer of the Mingyue Manor, Bai Ye was naturally shrewd and had a keen sense of strategy. He felt that perhaps what the Emperor and the Prince couldn't resolve, the Princess might be able to easily resolve.
"Your Highness, Lord Bai." Chen Rui, the chief eunuch guarding the gates of the Imperial Study, immediately bowed as we approached.
Bai Ye returned the bow politely and smiled, "Please inform His Majesty that Princess Mingyue requests an audience."
"You flatter me. Please wait a moment, Your Highness, I will go and inform him." He was skilled at observing the emperor's presence; Princess Mingyue was not someone to be trifled with.
"Thank you for your trouble."
"Lord Bai, you flatter me. It is my duty."
He went inside to announce our arrival and returned shortly after, smiling as he said to me, "His Majesty requests Your Highness's presence."
Entering the Imperial Study, we saw Xuan Yuanlian sitting on the dragon throne behind his desk, reviewing memorials.
"Xin Xian greets Your Majesty," I bowed to him.
Xuanyuan Lian glanced at me, then continued reviewing the memorials. "Princess Mingyue, no need for such formalities. Please sit."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." My eyes darted around, but I didn't see a single eunuch in the study. A strange feeling arose in my heart. Why was there no one serving the Emperor? Was the Emperor reviewing encrypted memorials?
He placed his brush on the brush holder beside the inkstone and asked unhurriedly, "Did the Princess come to see me for something?"
"Xinxian has something to say, but I don't know how to bring it up." I lowered my head, my dark pupils darting left and right, my fingers fidgeting.
Xuan Yuanlian raised an eyebrow, looked up, and happened to catch my unconscious little movement. A slight smile unconsciously curved his lips. "Sit down. Being so reserved is a bit unlike Princess Mingyue."
I lowered my eyes, picked up the silk ribbon on my skirt, and twirled it around my finger a few times. When I looked up again, I chuckled, "Thank you, Your Majesty. But I prefer standing today."
"Suit yourself," Xuan Yuanlian replied coolly.
Curiosity led me to the desk. I stood on tiptoe, propped my elbows on the desk, rested my chin on my hands, and casually glanced at the document. "Why didn't you ask me what's so hard to say?" He didn't give me any face at all! I was just saying something casually; he should have given a casual reply as a sign of respect. Huh? It was just a regular farmer's harvest report. Pshaw! I thought it was some kind of encrypted document. Hmph~ I wasted my curiosity for nothing.
Xuanyuan Lianxin, with his keen insight, had already seen through my subtle actions, but he didn't point it out. He granted my wish and asked, "You'll naturally say what you want to say."
Huh? When and how did he come to understand me?
My fingertips tapped absently on the table as I pondered how to begin. —Although I couldn't remember many things from the past, I still understood the saying, 'Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.' Mingyue wasn't around today, so I'd better be careful with my words. I looked up, staring intently into his dark, midnight-like eyes, and went straight to the point, "Why won't Your Majesty allow Prince Min to see his mother?"
"That's not your question." Xuan Yuanlian's expression suddenly changed, his eyes glaring dangerously at me.
Oh dear, I've definitely angered the 'tiger.' But since I've already provoked him, I might as well say what I want to say. Anyway, with Mingyue protecting me, Xuan Yuanlian won't do anything to me.
So, I continued, feeling utterly unconcerned, "I got lost while strolling in the Imperial Garden and unknowingly ended up at the Empress Dowager's palace. Seeing the furnishings of her palace, I suddenly realized that my brother is truly an upright and honorable gentleman." I clasped my hands together in admiration, placing them under my chin, and my small mouth uttered a blissful, infatuated praise. "Although my brother may have some unknown grudge against Prince Min, he didn't make things difficult for his mother. Such a good and upright person is hard to find in this world."
The almost obsequious and idiotic praise was transformed by my soft, sweet tone into a girlish, innocent, and deeply romantic admiration for a hero. These bold and disobedient words miraculously suppressed the raging anger that should have been rising in Xuan Yuan Lian's heart. His face regained its expressionless calm. "Oh? Princess Mingyue has such profound investigative abilities."
"Of course. I like hearing that from you, Your Majesty."
Xuan Yuan Lian didn't respond to me. I secretly glanced at him and saw that his lips were tightly pursed. Ha, ha, it seems I've provoked a tiger again. "It doesn't matter, offending him once is the same as offending him twice, or even three times." My sweet, soft voice came from my throat again, "Your Majesty, the Dowager Consort misses her son. Could Your Majesty allow her to leave the palace and live with Prince Min?"
Xuan Yuanlian's expression remained impassive, only his slender eyes narrowed slightly. "Why does Your Highness have this idea?"
"Firstly, the Dowager Consort is a magnanimous and sensible person. If she were to guide Prince Min, the young prince would surely make fewer mistakes, and my Mingyue wouldn't be so busy. He would have more time to spend with me." A wife's greatest wish is for her husband to spend more time with her.
"Your Highness knows quite a lot." Xuan Yuanlian's low, cold tone sent a chill down my spine.
Had I touched a nerve? But I rarely met someone I clicked with, and I couldn't bear to see the Dowager Consort worrying about her son every day. Besides, what's the big deal about 'boiling beans with beanstalks'? Why are we fighting like this among our own brothers?
I coughed lightly and forced myself to continue, "Well, it's actually quite easy to guess. Our country is prosperous and stable now, and apart from the matter of King Min, there are very few things that require Mingyue to 'handle personally'." Mingyue is a 'commander-in-chief,' and he's mostly the one deploying troops. I guess the only thing that would make him personally act as a 'foot soldier' and not be able to return home all night is probably related to the matter of King Min.
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Xuan Yuanlian lazily lowered his eyes, casually wrapping my loose hair around one of his fingers, a profound smile playing on his lips. “The reason Xuan Yuanmin hasn’t launched a coup yet is because his mother is still in his hands. He has reservations and hasn’t acted rashly. If his mother were no longer in my hands, then his reservations would be gone. Wouldn’t he be more confident and bold in rebelling?” After saying this, Xuan Yuanlian was taken aback. Women were traditionally forbidden from interfering in politics. What had bewitched him to talk about politics with her like this?
I rolled my eyes and pouted. Xuan Yuanlian thought I was fooling a 'child'. "What's meant to happen will happen. Some things can't be delayed; the longer they're delayed, the more dangerous it becomes. Besides, the country is prosperous now. Even if a civil war damages the foundation of the nation, it's better than having a thorn stuck in your throat. Your Majesty, you either swallow this thorn or you get it out. Besides, what kind of trouble can a spoiled child like him cause?"
Xuan Yuanlian's expression suddenly changed, his eyes flashing with a cold, horrifying light. The fingers wrapped around my hair suddenly tightened. Ouch, it made my scalp throb. "How did you figure out he's a spoiled child? Huh?!"
I broke out in a cold sweat. Had I said something wrong? I shielded my hair with my hand as I weakly answered his question, "Your father must have doted on the Empress Dowager, right? I suppose it's perfectly normal for Prince Min to rise in status because of his mother."
"Rise in status because of his mother?" Xuan Yuanlian froze, his face contorting as if struck by lightning. He loosened his grip on my hair, and I seized the opportunity to carefully pull the long strands of hair wrapped around his fingers.
Xuan Yuanlian's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You dare to discuss state affairs? Aren't you afraid I'll chop off your little head?" An emperor is an emperor; even if struck by lightning, he recovers quickly.
"Discuss state affairs?" My heart skipped a beat. I thought to myself, "Oh no!" and took several steps back, keeping a safe distance from him. "Isn't it said that every citizen has a responsibility for the rise and fall of the nation?" I blurted out. --I don't know where I heard that phrase before, but it sounded very familiar.
"The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen?" Xuan Yuanlian murmured these words, then smiled. "Very well, the rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. Fine, I won't blame you, you 'civilian,' for now. You may leave."
"Ah?" My eyes widened. Was I to be dismissed so quickly? "Your Majesty, what about the Dowager Consort?" I wiped a cold sweat from my brow. Had I truly become so lawless, relying on Mingyue's protection?
"Hmm? Do you want me to repeat myself?"
"Xin Xian dares not. I will take my leave now." I shivered and wisely withdrew.
The moonlight was pale, and a gentle breeze blew. The black shadows of trees swayed in the wind on the windows covered with a light blue gauze. The pale blue gauze
curtains of several palace lanterns fluttered in the night wind, and the thin smoke from the nine-dragon golden incense burner filled the hall with fragrance.
Xuanyuan Lian slumped lazily into the dragon throne, propping his head up with his hand and closing his slender eyes. He seemed lost in thought.
"Royal Brother?" Xuanyuan Mingyue slowly approached, calling softly to the engrossed Xuanyuan Lian.
"You're back," Xuanyuan Lian slowly opened his eyes and responded faintly. Mingyue never needed to announce herself when entering the palace to see him. —Although royal kinship was notoriously weak, he had never been wary of Mingyue.
"Hmm." Xuan Yuanmingyue responded softly, sensing that Xuan Yuanlian seemed somewhat agitated tonight. "Is something on your mind, Your Majesty?"
"Nothing much, just thinking about Father's dying wish."
Xuan Yuanmingyue frowned slightly. "Why would Your Majesty suddenly think of this?"
Xuan Yuanlian ignored Xuan Yuanmingyue's question and continued speaking his mind. "I've never understood why Father, who clearly favored Xuan Yuanmin, ultimately passed the throne to me. It wasn't until yesterday that I realized that Father's special affection for Xuan Yuanmin came from his mother. Father always liked Consort Xuan very much, so he also favored the son born to Consort Xuan." It turns out that Father's favor towards Xuan Yuanmin and his mother was never based on 'the mother's status because of the son,' but rather 'the mother's status because of the son.'
And their mother was able to maintain her position as Empress, no matter how much favor Consort Xuan received, not because of her superior methods, but simply because she had given birth to two good sons. With good sons, she naturally enjoyed the position of Empress forever, 'honored by her sons.'
He used to resent his father's special favor towards Min, always giving him the best things first. Meanwhile, he would be severely punished for even the slightest mistake. He couldn't understand why, though both were his sons, they received such completely different treatment. Now he understood his father's good intentions—he had always raised him as an emperor, while Min was simply cherished by his father as the son of a beloved person.
"Before my father passed away, he instructed me to treat Consort Xuan and her son well. At the time, I was too consumed by resentment to consider his words carefully. Now, I realize how well he meant,"
Xuan Yuanmingyue said with a smile. "My father also told me that only my elder brother could govern this empire best. Although Xuan Yuanmin and I are intelligent, we are not suited to be emperors."
Xuan Yuanlian was overwhelmed with emotion upon hearing Xuan Yuanmingyue's words. He murmured, "I suddenly don't want to disobey my father's dying wish."
It was the deep-seated jealousy that drove him to hide his father's handwritten edict that designated him as heir to the throne, making Xuan Yuanmin believe that he had usurped the throne and inciting him to rebel. This would give him a legitimate excuse to kill him. To kill a prince who had rendered outstanding service to the country without a proper reason would leave him with a bad reputation for posterity. He wanted to be a wise and virtuous ruler remembered for all time, and naturally, he couldn't bear the infamy of killing his brother.
All those excuses about fearing Xuan Yuanmin's military power were just pretexts! For a ruthless emperor, he had plenty of ways to easily take back Xuan Yuanmin's military power.
But once he understood, the resentment in his heart disappeared. There was no point in continuing to do some things.
(37)
Xuan Yuanmingyue raised an eyebrow. Lian had never given Consort Xuan and Min a chance to speak alone because he was afraid that Consort Xuan would reveal to Xuan Yuanmin that Lian's throne was 'legitimate.' Now, was Lian going to take pity on Xuan Yuanmin and let Consort Xuan leave the palace?
"So, what does Your Majesty want to do with Second Brother now?" Since Xuan Yuanlian's attitude towards Xuan Yuanmin had changed, Xuan Yuanmingyue would respectfully address Xuan Yuanmin as "Your Majesty."
Xuan Yuanlian glanced at Xuan Yuanmingyue indifferently, "Your ability to change your stance according to the wind is becoming more and more profound."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." Xuan Yuanmingyue accepted it with a bright smile.
"Tomorrow I will issue an edict ordering Xuanyuan Min to bring his mother to the Min Prince's residence."
"Hmm. This will not only save on food supplies in the palace, but also allow the Dowager Consort Xuan to tell Second Prince that Father Emperor passed the throne to you. A win-win situation indeed."
Xuanyuan Lian casually shifted his position, lazily straightening up, and asked, "Would you like to play a game of chess, Your Highness?"
"No, Xinxian is still waiting for me at the residence for dinner."
"Mingyue." Xuanyuan Lian suddenly called out Xuanyuan Mingyue's name.
"Is there anything else, Your Highness?"
"If your Princess and your concubine had a son, whose child would you prefer?"
Xuanyuan Mingyue stared intently at Xuanyuan Lian and smiled, "Not all women can bear my children. I only want Xinxian to bear my children."
Xuanyuan Lian paused slightly, then nodded, "Go ahead. Don't keep your Princess waiting."
"Your subject takes his leave." Xuanyuan Mingyue bowed and took his leave with a faint smile.
Early the next morning, Xuan Yuanmin received an imperial edict from Xuan Yuanlian, and he immediately went to the palace to retrieve his mother.
"Mother, why did Xuan Yuanlian release you?" Xuan Yuanmin asked immediately as he brought the Empress Dowager Xuan into the residence. "Xuan Yuanlian is ruthless and cunning, and he'll stop at nothing to do his thing. How could he release you so easily? There must be a conspiracy."
"Perhaps he's figured something out," the Empress Dowager Xuan said with a smile.
"Figured something out?" Xuan Yuanmin frowned.
"My son, have you always believed that he seized the throne?" the Empress Dowager Xuan asked, taking Xuan Yuanmin's hand.
"Yes, I even suspect that Father Emperor might have been killed by him too."
Consort Xuan shook her head. "My son is mistaken. Although Xuan Yuanlian is ruthless, he is definitely not the kind of person who would kill his father. The throne was passed to him by your father." "
Is what Mother Consort said true? But what I heard was not like that."
"My son, you have been close to your father since childhood. You should know your father's character." Consort Xuan sighed softly before slowly saying, "Although your father was a loving father, he was also a wise and virtuous ruler, a rare talent throughout history. As an emperor, he had the considerations of an emperor. Your father once told me that no one in this world is more suitable to be an emperor than Lian. Although my son's talent is unparalleled, being an emperor requires not only outstanding talent but also the ability to control his ministers and extraordinary patience." How could she not understand her own child? Her son always decided things according to his own whims. Those who won his heart would be showered with wealth and glory, while those who didn't, even if they were capable rulers, would likely be killed without hesitation.
"Your father made a difficult decision between favoring us and protecting the empire. In the end, he passed the throne to Xuanyuan Lian. But your father didn't forget us, mother and son. At the time of the abdication, he made Xuanyuan Lian swear a poisonous oath that he would never harm us again."
Then, Consort Xuan frowned, "But I never expected that he would go to such lengths to force you to rebel. On one hand, he hid your father's handwritten edict so you wouldn't think he was plotting to usurp the throne. On the other hand, he wouldn't let me speak to you."
"So, their wanting Qu Ciya to trick me into giving them the military tally was also an act?" Xuanyuan Min felt a surge of anger at being mocked.
"Qu Ciya?" Consort Xuan asked doubtfully, she had never heard of this name before.
Xuan Yuanmin shook his head. "He's just a spies, a mere undercover agent." It's just that this 'undercover agent' has somehow become so deeply on his mind.
Consort Xuan nodded. Even without him saying it, she knew it must have been someone sent by Xuan Yuanlian. "My son, now that you know the truth of this matter, you shouldn't vie for the throne anymore. We, mother and son, just need to be safe."
"Mother, don't worry, I've never cared about the throne, I have no desire to fight for it! It's just that I always feel there's something fishy about Xuan Yuanlian's change of heart." This matter was too sudden, it couldn't help but make him suspicious.
Consort Xuan smiled nonchalantly. "I think this might be related to the Princess Mingyue I met yesterday."
"Princess Mingyue?" Xuan Yuanmin's face showed some surprise.
"What? My son knows her too?" Her son was too cold-hearted about women's feelings, he would never inquire about women's affairs. But Xuan Yuanmin's obvious knowing expression surprised Consort Xuan somewhat.
Xuan Yuanmin replied casually, "I've only heard rumors that since Princess Mingyue lost her memory after the rockery fell, Xuan Yuanmingyue has become even more infatuated with her." Consort
Xuan smiled, "It's only right that such a woman is favored."
"Oh?" Xuan Yuanmin curled his lips dismissively. In his eyes, all women in this world were the same.
A Hero's Dream (1) (Caution) Mingyue Royal Mansion "Your Highness, you've returned to the manor. Who is this young lady?" Bai Ye bowed. He raised his head slightly and saw a beautiful woman with skin as clear and translucent as ancient jade standing beside the prince.
"She will be your sixth wife from now on." Mingyue's lips curled into a perfect arc, elegant and dashing.
Bai Ye's face showed astonishment. With the prince and princess's relationship so intimate, why would the prince want to take another concubine? However, he quickly recovered and respectfully replied, "Yes."
After Xuan Yuan Mingyue walked past him, Bai Ye subtly gave his little follower, A Gui, a look. Then he followed behind Xuan Yuan Mingyue, leaving A Gui behind.
Once Xuan Yuan Mingyue and her entourage were far away, A Gui immediately turned and hurried towards the princess's courtyard. "Reporting to the princess, the prince has returned!" A Gui stood bowing behind a pale pink gauze curtain, his long body blocking the light streaming in from outside.
I looked up, slightly lowered the book in my hands, gave a delicate little yawn, and my bright eyes shone with a lazy autumn light. "I understand, you may leave."
I finished speaking, pulled the blanket over myself, and huddled deeper into it. I picked up the book again, my round eyes following the words on the page.
A-Gui wasn't in a hurry to leave. Seeing my indifference, he spoke again, "Isn't the Princess going to see the Prince?"
Hearing the anxiety in A-Gui's usually clever and steady voice, which Bai Ye valued highly, I looked up curiously and asked with a smile, "Isn't the Prince coming to see me today?"
"The Prince probably won't come to see the Princess today."
I blinked innocently, asking in confusion, "Why not?" Because Mingyue usually comes to keep me company after finishing her official duties.
"Your Highness, this servant doesn't know." A-Gui paused, then said, "This servant has delivered the message and will take his leave now." After A-Gui finished speaking, he bowed to me and walked away without turning his head, no matter how much I called him.
(38)
A-Gui was Bai Ye's little follower, and only Bai Ye could send such a message to the proud A-Gui.
I tilted my head and wondered: Why did Bai Ye send these messages to A-Gui?
I threw the book in my hand onto the small table on the couch, moved to the edge of the couch, and bent down to put on my shoes.
Xiao Huan, who came in from outside, saw me doing this and asked curiously, "Your Highness, where are you going?"
"To find the Prince." I took the silk handkerchief placed on the small table and smoothed my clothes before walking out the door.
Xiao Huan put the fruit in her hand on the round table and ran after me. "Won't the Prince be coming over later? Why do you need to go see him, Princess?"
"Uh?" I blinked. I didn't understand what Bai Ye was up to either, so I just made up some excuse for Xiao Huan: "I want to go for a walk."
"Isn't the Princess afraid of the cold?"
I glanced back at Xiao Huan and said lazily, "It's only early autumn. Besides, even if you're afraid of the cold, you can't stay cooped up in the house all day. I'm not some cold-sensitive snake that hibernates."
"Uh?" Xiao Huan blinked. The Princess had been staying indoors since autumn, and when asked why she didn't go out, she just lazily replied that she was afraid of the cold. But why did she suddenly contradict her words from a few days ago?
Upon reaching the study, I found Mingyue absent. Turning to the guard at the door, I asked, "Where is the Prince?"
"Your Highness, the Prince hasn't come to the study today."
"Oh." That's strange. He usually spends his time either in the study or at my place when he returns home. Where has he gone today?
Passing through the garden, I saw Steward Wang gesturing and directing servants carrying tables and chairs. Curious, I beckoned to him, "Steward Wang."
Hearing my call, Steward Wang rushed over from his busy schedule, bowing and saying, "Greetings to Your Highness, may Your Highness be well."
I nodded and asked with a smile, "Steward Wang, where are they moving the tables and chairs?"
Steward Wang respectfully replied, "Your Highness, they're moving them to Xi Courtyard for the Sixth Madam."
"The Sixth Madam?" I froze, a chill running down my spine. My eyes glazed over as I looked towards Xi Courtyard, my mind going completely blank.
"Doesn't the Prince only have five wives? Where did this sixth wife come from?" Xiao Huan angrily confronted Steward Wang, hands on her hips.
"The Prince only brought her into the manor today," Steward Wang replied.
"Your Highness? Your Highness? What's wrong?" Xiao Huan's worried voice pulled me back from my wandering thoughts.
I focused my gaze back on Steward Wang, who was still bowing, and nodded to him, saying, "You may go about your business."
"Yes, this servant takes his leave." Steward Wang lowered his head, took a few steps back, and then turned to leave.
Before Steward Wang had gone far, I couldn't help but shout, "Mingyue is really too much!!"
"Oh! Your Highness, please keep your voice down!" No matter how angry you are, you shouldn't shout like that. "The prince has only taken six concubines, while other princes have at least ten or twenty." If someone with ulterior motives overheard the princess's words and embellished them, what would happen if they reached the prince's ears? Why doesn't the princess, after losing her memory, know how to guard against people's hearts?
I didn't even glance at Xiao Huan, turned around, and ran towards Xi Yuan like lightning.
"Princess, wait for me!" Xiao Huan stamped her foot anxiously and ran after me. "Princess, please listen to my advice: it's only natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines, especially since your man is a prince. Although the prince dotes on you now, a man's heart is like a child's face, it can change in an instant. Princess, please be patient, maybe, uh, perhaps the prince will get tired of that woman in a few days and come back to you."
I lifted the curtain and rushed into Xi Yuan's room.
I rushed into the inner room, my toes slipping on the threshold. Stumbling, I instinctively grabbed the doorframe to steady myself.
I looked up and saw Mingyue sitting at the round table, cradling a woman with skin so white and translucent you could see her veins.
Hearing the sound, Mingyue turned, and when our eyes met, he instantly concealed the smile in his eyes.
My breath hitched, tears welled in my eyes, my face filled with the shock and grievance of betrayal. Large drops of water filled my eyes, making me feel terrible.
"What are you doing here?" Mingyue's mouth acted faster than his brain, preemptively striking.
I sniffed, my lips trembled, and I bit down hard on my handkerchief, crying bitterly, "Mingyue, don't you love me anymore?" As I spoke, tears streamed
down my face like a flood. Mingyue closed his eyes in annoyance. Damn it! What was with her reaction? Normally, a woman in this situation would only have two reactions: the brainless would contort their face and curse the man's new mistress as a vixen, while the intelligent would feign indifference.
But it was precisely this damnably irrational behavior that caused his heart to suddenly contract, his chest feeling incredibly tight, as if he couldn't breathe.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue feigned coldness, suppressing the strange feelings within him, and said with a faint smile, "I didn't abandon you. Come here!"
Seeing Mingyue beckon me, I ran happily and carefree to his side, deeply hoping he would release the woman in his arms and instead hold me in his embrace. "Mingyue!" To achieve my goal, I sweetly called his name, hoping he would grant my humble and pitiful wish.
Xuan Yuan Mingyue suppressed the sweetness welling up inside her, only nodding gracefully with a slight smile. She took my small hand and covered it with the woman's fair, jade-like hand in her arms, saying gently, "From now on, you two are sisters. Get along peacefully, understand?"
The woman obediently nodded and smiled at me, a smile as radiant as the stars. She then said sweetly, "My younger sister is new to the manor and doesn't know anything. Please take good care of me, elder sister."
I glared at her fiercely, but I keenly caught a glimpse of jealousy in her eyes. I bit my lower lip, widened my eyes, and immediately pointed my middle finger at her nose, harshly criticizing, "You're so hypocritical! You clearly want Mingyue all to yourself, yet you act so generous and gentle." I despise such a woman!
"Xinxian!" Mingyue scolded unhappily, "As a princess, you should act like one."
I blinked, letting tears stream down my face, and complained delicately, "Mingyue, you're insulting me!"
Mingyue rolled his eyes, looking helpless, and explained gently, "I'm not insulting you, but as a princess, you should have the demeanor expected of a princess."
"What is the demeanor expected of a princess?" I asked innocently.
"The demeanor expected of a princess is: you should live peacefully with all my wives."
"I don't want to!" I refused without thinking.
"Xinxian, you're not allowed to be ridiculous! Living peacefully with all my wives is a virtue expected of a princess."
I didn't understand what Mingyue was saying. I only knew that Mingyue was still holding that woman, and he had no intention of letting go and holding me instead. "I don't want Mingyue to hold another woman, I only want Mingyue to hold me."
Someone in the air gasped in shock, thinking that the princess was too shameless, and it was wrong to ask a man to hold a woman so directly!
Mingyue sighed softly, ignoring the unintentional gasps from the maids. He said softly, "Xinxian, it seems that I have really spoiled you too much during the days you lost your memory. I am a prince, do you know that?"
"I know you are a prince." I didn't understand what Mingyue was trying to say.
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Seeing the clear and innocent look in my eyes, Mingyue had no choice but to make his words clearer, "Since I am a prince, then I cannot only have you as my woman. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I don't understand." I shook my head. I didn't understand what the connection was between Mingyue being a prince and Mingyue only having me as his woman.
"Xinxian, don't make me angry." Xuanyuan Mingyue took a deep breath, because he was, after all, a dragon among men and didn't have that much patience to coax a woman.
“Mingyue, don’t make me hate you,” I retorted.
Mingyue narrowed her eyes, “Are you threatening me?”
I hurriedly protested, “No! I just don’t like seeing Mingyue holding other women.”
A collective gasp filled the air again; it was understandable, the princess’s words were truly shocking.
Mingyue was deeply defeated, “Xinxian, for me to only ‘hold’ you is simply impossible. Go back to your courtyard and think it over carefully. Come back and tell me when you’ve made up your mind.”
“Mingyue, I’m starting to hate you right now!” With that, I turned and ran outside.
“Princess!” Xiaohuan, who had been anxiously waiting outside, saw me running out heartbroken and her face changed drastically. She lifted her skirt and desperately chased after me, running out of Mingyue’s mansion and through the bustling streets.
When I stopped, Xiaohuan, who had been desperately following me, was gone. I let out a heavy sigh, thinking that perhaps I had been separated by the crowd, or perhaps I had run too fast and lost her. Looking up, I realized that I had unknowingly reached the palace gates.
Since I was already at the palace gates, I decided to go in and discuss my next move with my brother, the Emperor.
So I took out my waist token and listlessly entered the palace. "Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered that we should not disturb you at this time."
"Make way, I want to go in!" I waved away the head eunuch's obstruction, pushed open the heavy door of the Imperial Study, and rushed into the tall and spacious Imperial Study.
"This servant deserves to die for failing to stop Your Highness." Seeing that I had already entered the Imperial Study, the head eunuch had no choice but to follow me in, kneel down, and kowtow to beg for forgiveness.
"Alright, you may leave." Xuan Yuanlian waved his hand, dismissing the head eunuch.
"This servant takes his leave." The head eunuch bowed and backed out of the Imperial Study.
Seeing me with my head down, my small shoulders shaking incessantly, Xuan Yuanlian frowned, stood up from behind his desk, and walked towards me. "What's wrong, Princess Mingyue?"
"Brother, sob sob!" I rushed into Xuan Yuanlian's arms, tightly hugging his broad waist.
Xuan Yuanlian subtly pulled me away from his embrace, his usually cold and indifferent expression softening slightly. "Who upset you?"
I looked up, gazing intently at his icy face, and sobbed, "Mingyue doesn't want me anymore."
Hearing this, his dark, deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked indifferently, "Why doesn't Mingyue want you anymore?"
I hugged his broad waist again, pressed my face against his chest, and pouted pitifully, "Mingyue brought back a woman today."
"Oh." Xuan Yuanlian only responded softly, offering no comment on 'Mingyue brought back a woman'.
"Brother, aren't you saying Mingyue is being unreasonable? Having me, she still wants other women." I lifted my head from his embrace, my dark eyes gazing earnestly into his slender eyes, plaintively recounting Mingyue's faults, deeply hoping that my 'heroic brother' would uphold justice for me.
Xuan Yuanlian's lips curved slightly. He extended his middle finger, twirling a strand of hair that danced in the air with my movement. His tone was indifferent as he offered solace, "Powerful men often have many women, so you, my princess, must learn to adapt." His lowered eyelids concealed his true feelings.
My sobs abruptly ceased. My eyes, still wet, glared fiercely at the coldly smiling Xuan Yuanlian, my cheeks puffed out, and tears fell even more fiercely.
Xuan Yuanlian glanced at me, sighed helplessly, and released the tightly twirled strand of hair from my middle finger. Then, with a cold and aloof air, he offered a man's suggestion, "Although Mingyue may have many women, you can strive to become the woman he loves most."
"I don't want to be his most beloved woman; I want to be his only woman!" I clenched my fists, raised my chin, and declared defiantly.
He gave me a cold glance, put his hands behind his back, turned around, and returned to his desk to review his memorials. "Why didn't you answer my question?" I puffed out my cheeks, criticizing his rudeness. At least give me some encouragement, let me have the confidence to strive for my great goal.
He didn't even look up, burying his head in his memorials.
I angrily rushed to the desk, forcefully pressing down on his slightly raised memorials with my two small hands, preventing him from seeing them. "Your Majesty, please give me some advice."
Only then did he slowly raise his head, his dark eyes staring straight at me, a cold smile playing on his lips. "You want to be Mingyue's only one? Ha! You can only dream about it. But in my opinion, it would be more realistic for you to dream about it at night before you go to sleep."
"You're mocking my idea as wishful thinking?!" I glared at him, my eyes blazing.
"Hmm. Smart." He nodded, letting my anger reach its peak.
I stared intently into his cold, emotionless eyes, suppressing my raging fury. Pouting, I raised my chin unhappily and asked, "Fine, then tell me why it's impossible."
He coldly returned my gaze, parted his lips slightly, and said calmly, "Mingyue is a capable and talented man, and a capable and talented man cannot be any woman's only one."
"What kind of bullshit logic is that?" I protested, "Why is he my only man, but I can't be his only woman?"
My naive and foolish question earned me a dismissive snort from Xuan Yuanlian, "The reason is simple: because you are a woman."
This nonsensical conversation instantly irritated me, and I slumped down in despair. —Because even the only hero I could rely on couldn't understand my pain.
I suppressed my rising anger, my fighting spirit vanishing instantly. I slowly straightened up from the table, my small shoulders slumped, and I walked out with faltering steps like an old woman on the verge of death.
Xuan Yuanlian frowned. "Where are you going?"
I paused slightly, turned my head, sniffed, and said in a tearful voice, "My heart aches so much. I want to find a place to hide."
Xuan Yuanlian sighed, rubbing his forehead, clearly suffering from a headache. "Won't hiding yourself hurt?"
"I don't know, I just really, really want to hide myself." Just thinking about Mingyue holding another woman in his arms made my heart ache terribly, let alone facing him.
"Then where do you want to hide?" Xuan Yuanlian's large hand rested on his strong chin, his tone casual. "Do you have anywhere to go now?"
I was stunned by his question and could only shake my head slightly. Because I've lost my memory, now besides the people in the Bright Moon Prince's Mansion, I only know Xuan Yuanlian in the palace.
He sighed softly and suggested, "Then you should hide in the palace."
I looked at him seriously, pouted, and said angrily, "You want to leave me in the palace so that Bright Moon can easily capture me and take me back to the Bright Moon Prince's Mansion, is that it?" The more I spoke, the angrier I became, and more and more tears of disappointment flowed. "I originally thought you were a great person, a great hero, someone I could rely on and trust. I never expected you to have such a despicable idea!"
Xuan Yuanlian stared at me expressionlessly, his eyes unwavering, and said to me with great integrity and uprightness, "As long as you don't want him to really... I won't tell him you're in the palace. I certainly won't betray you like you think." His deep, pleasant voice carried an alluring charm that made one want to rely on him deeply.
I stared at him, instantly ashamed of my despicable thoughts. So, I sincerely apologized to my elder brother, "I'm sorry. It's just that people like you, who can be so deeply relied upon and trusted, are so rare these days, that's why I misunderstood you."
"It's alright." Xuan Yuanlian's voice was somewhat hoarse. Only he knew how fiercely his heart had pounded because of her naive and foolish words.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, elder brother." Then, I lowered my head again, twisting my fingers. "But I can't stay in the palace anymore."
"Why?" my elder brother asked coldly.
"Because many people saw me enter the palace today. I think you know how powerful Mingyue is. With a little effort, he'll find out I'm in the palace."
"Don't worry about that. I'll take care of everything for you. Just settle down and relax."
"Thank you, elder brother. You're such a wise old man." I smiled broadly.
Hearing this, Xuan Yuanlian was both amused and exasperated. "Is this your definition of a 'senior elder'?"
"Huh?" I ignored his question and stared blankly at the faint smile on Xuan Yuanlian's lips. He truly was Mingyue's older brother; his smile was just as handsome as Mingyue's.
Seeing my dazed expression, Xuan Yuanlian lowered his eyes, not wanting to ask any more questions. "Go and rest in the inner room first. After I finish dealing with the memorials I have, I'll take you to choose a place where you can hide from now on."
"Okay." I nodded repeatedly, trusting my elder brother even more. He was not only kind-hearted but also very responsible. So, I spent the entire afternoon in the rest room of my elder brother's study. When it was completely dark, my stomach started rumbling.
Hearing the rumbling in my stomach, I realized I was hungry.
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I put down the book in my hand and walked out of the rest room of the Imperial Study. I saw that Xuan Yuanlian was still reading the memorials and couldn't help but sigh: Being an emperor is not so leisurely after all. Alas, if that's the case, I really don't understand why so many people have liked sitting on the throne since ancient times.
"Brother, I'm hungry." I pitifully rubbed my stomach.
He looked up, glanced at me, and said indifferently, "Wait a little longer."
"Oh." I replied and casually found a chair to sit down.
At this moment, the voice of the chief eunuch came from outside the Imperial Study, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has ordered someone to stew a bowl of porridge."
Hearing about food, my eyes lit up.
Xuan Yuanlian looked up and met my expectant gaze. He raised his left eyebrow and called out to the door of the Imperial Study, "Bring it in."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The chief eunuch immediately pushed open the door and brought in chicken soup.
"Just put it on the desk."
"Yes." The head eunuch respectfully placed the porridge on the desk where Xuan Yuanlian was reviewing memorials.
I couldn't help but pout. So, my brother was going to eat alone, huh!
He glanced at me and said casually, "Pull the chair over here to eat."
"For me?" My eyes sparkled, and I immediately dragged the chair to the opposite side of the desk and sat down. I happily began to eat.
When there was only half a bowl of porridge left, I paused slightly. "Brother, aren't you hungry?"
"No." He replied casually.
Although that was his answer, he hadn't eaten anything all afternoon, just like me. Besides, it was already quite late. It would be strange if he wasn't hungry. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt embarrassed. I knew he was hungry too, yet I hypocritically asked him if he was hungry. It was really wrong of me.
To salvage the situation, I quickly smiled and said, "This is porridge that the Empress Dowager cooked for you, my brother. How can I enjoy it all by myself? I ate half, so you can have the other half."
Xuan Yuanlian looked up in surprise, "It seems that Princess Mingyue has forgotten a lot of things since she lost her memory."
"Uh? Hmm, it seems so. Hehe. But eating porridge is more important now. We can talk about family matters later. If you're busy, I'll feed you." I was completely innocent and naive, without any ulterior motives.
I carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a porcelain spoon and fed it to him.
Seeing that he was staring at me quietly without opening his mouth, I was taken aback. I tilted my head and asked with a smile, "Is it because you're not used to being fed? If you're not used to it, then you can eat by yourself. Eating porridge won't take long." Just as I was about to stop, he opened his mouth and took the porridge I fed him.
Seeing my brother eat his porridge, I smiled happily and continued to feed him with great enthusiasm. After he finished his official duties, he took me to eat. A little later, he led me to a very secluded palace.
"This is where you will live from now on. Take a look, if you're not satisfied, I'll find you another place."
I quickly shook my head and smiled, "No need, brother, I like this place very much."
"Well, then you should rest. I'm leaving."
"No." I quickly grabbed his sleeve, "Brother, stay with me for a while." It was my first time in such a large place, and although there were two unfamiliar, cold-faced palace maids serving me in the outer room, I was still a little scared because I didn't know them well.
"You're scared?"
"Yes." My brother was truly considerate, knowing the secret hidden deep in my heart.
I shrunk into the covers on the bed, patting the edge as I did so. "Brother, come sit down."
"Doesn't Princess Mingyue know the difference between men and women?"
"You're my brother, not some random man," I muttered under my breath.
"Then go to sleep." Xuan Yuanlian scoffed, self-deprecatingly remarking: a man who could command the wind and rain has been reduced to an 'old woman' guarding a delicate beauty; no one would believe it if I told them.
"Thank you, brother." With my tall brother beside me, I felt safe.
"You're welcome." My brother's face remained calm and expressionless.
Outside the window, the autumn wind rustled, and the shadows of the trees danced. I gradually drifted off to sleep on the bed.
In the peaceful state between sleep and wakefulness, I suddenly felt unwell. My body felt like it was on fire.
Afraid of being burned alive, I quickly threw off the covers and began frantically undressing.
"Xin Xian, what's wrong?"
In my burning, hazy state, I felt a pair of cool, comfortable hands pressing down on my undressing.
"I'm so hot!" "Someone, secretly summon Imperial Physician Lu to the palace!"
[The female protagonist is unconscious, and the pronoun is changed.] She is in a state between dreaming and waking.
"Xinxian, bear with it. The imperial physician said there is no antidote except for intercourse." Xuan Yuanlian murmured hoarsely, his fingers lingeringly caressing the delicate pink lips of the young woman, occasionally increasing the pressure, enjoying the pleasure of the torment.
The small, adorable young woman curled up tightly into a ball, instinctively nestling into his slightly cool, imposing embrace.
"I'm so hot," Xuan Yuanlian's Adam's apple bobbed several times. She didn't need any other words to provoke him; he was already completely defeated!
"Should I send you back to Mingyue Mansion?" A desperate measure for a desperate situation.
"No, I don't want to go back now to face Mingyue. He's so mean, actually holding another woman!"
"But you need a strong man right now." Xuan Yuanlian murmured hoarsely, his voice filled with tenderness.
“I have you, that’s enough.” His body was so cold, it felt so good to hold him.
“Do you know what you’re saying?” A deep, dark emotion flickered in Xuan Yuan Lian’s eyes. He sighed softly, chuckled lightly, and took her small hand into his large palm, kneading and playing with it gently.
“Hmm?” Her voice was thick with confusion.
“Obviously, you know nothing.”
The autumn wind howled outside the window, while the temperature inside continued to rise.
The little girl, like a cute kitten, stuck out her tongue and devoutly licked the palm of the person next to her, desperately trying to absorb the coolness of his palm. The innocent and cute girl was unintentionally seducing him.
Even though she was his sister-in-law, even though he knew she wasn’t sincere at this moment, he still couldn’t help but fall into it. Xuan Yuan Lian guided his enormous, frighteningly large penis to the tender vaginal opening. The round glans struggled to open the layers of folds, and with a heavy heart, he fed the entire huge penis inside.
"Ah, so big, so hard!" Her vagina trembled incessantly, gripping his penis tightly.
"Do you like it?" Even though he knew she wasn't being sincere, he still greedily wanted more, like her 'like,' like her 'joy.'
"Mmm, I like it." She was more obedient than usual, answering every question.
"Simple little girl, I'll make you feel even better later."
Xuan Yuanlian reached out his large hand to wipe away the thin beads of sweat on her delicate, fair skin, his movements gentle and tender, his eyes filled with infatuation.
"Your hands are so cold, so comfortable. Can you touch me more?" Her half-closed eyes and innocent words were tinged with a deep trust that could soften even the most masculine heart, mixed with a sweet request that could break even the proudest hero. Such temptation, such sweetness, even someone as cold as him couldn't resist.
"Okay." He wrapped his hands around her back, his large, calloused hands, calloused from martial arts training, stroking her delicate back, bringing her a cool sensation.
"It itches, there are ants, so many ants!"
"Where does it itch? Where are the ants?" The little girl's sweetness melted his heart. The innocent
little girl reached her hand to their joined bodies, pinching her pink lips and stretching them long. She said breathlessly, "It itches inside, there are so many ants inside."
"Oh, my darling, my little thing, you are so cute." He leaned down and kissed her lips greedily, his large mouth sucking on her small mouth, devouring all her helplessness, her innocence, her passion, until she completely melted in his strong embrace. He was confused and bewildered. She was clearly his brother's 'treasure,' his brother's 'little thing,' yet he, the older brother, had greedily and despicably treated her as his own 'treasure,' his own 'little thing.' "Waaah, please help me catch the ants! Waaah, I'm so itchy, so uncomfortable. Waaah, please, please!" The little girl pleaded helplessly and earnestly for the great hero. The trust and dependence in her eyes were so sincere and adorable that they instantly melted Xuan Yuanlian's steely heart into a soft, yielding one.
Xuan Yuanlian's icy demeanor vanished at that moment. He chuckled, "The 'ants' are too small, and there are too many of them. I can't catch them all."
"Waaah, but I'm so uncomfortable! The ants are biting me to death! Waaah!" Her eyes were brimming with tears; she was as pitiful as could be.
“My darling, my little thing,” Xuan Yuanlian murmured hoarsely, “Although I can’t help you catch the 'ants,' I can help you kill them all.”
“Kill them?” The innocent little girl, suffering from amnesia, had never even heard of such wicked, vulgar language.
“Yes, kill them.”
“Killing is bad, too cruel.” The little girl blinked her large, lust-blinded eyes and offered her own opinion.
“If you don’t let me kill the 'ants,' they’ll bite you to death. Besides, the 'ants' want to go in there themselves, so we’re ‘forced’ to kill them.” Xuan Yuanlian smiled helplessly. Why would he bother deceiving and teasing an innocent little girl whose mind was clouded by aphrodisiacs?
“Forced? Waaah, I don’t want to kill the ants, but why do they want to go in there? They’re biting me so badly.”
“Don’t cry, be good. Open your legs and let me kill those 'ants' that are biting you.”
“Mmm.” She nodded obediently, spreading her tender thighs wide open.
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So, with the little girl’s spread thighs open, Xuan Yuanlian was overjoyed and swung his buttocks back and forth with great enthusiasm, thrusting and pulling hard! He pulled out his penis, leaving only the glans in the vagina, and forcefully thrust his penis into the cervix!
“Gurgle, gurgle”
“Pfft, pfft”
“Slap, slap”
The ambiguous sounds echoed passionately in the empty house, one after another, and could not be dispelled for a long time. Xuan Yuanlian looked at the little girl’s sweet appearance after being fucked until she was dizzy and confused. He couldn’t help but be obsessed and intoxicated. His penis fucked faster and faster, thrusting harder and harder, and the water secreted in her vagina became more and more. So much so that as long as Xuan Yuanlian’s penis gently thrust, the water in the crevice would be squeezed out of the crevice with a squeaking sound.
Seeing this lewd scene, Xuan Yuanlian couldn't help but let out a low growl. He tensed his handsome jaw, gritted his teeth, grabbed my waist tightly, and roared back, his hips thrusting violently, plunging his enormous glans fiercely into my cervix each time, then pulling it out at lightning speed, drawing out the air trapped inside my uterus, making a 'pop! pop!' sound inside my vagina.
"Baby, tell me, is it still itchy inside? Tell me quickly!" Xuan Yuanlian asked in a rough, low voice, his voice as sweet as wine.
"Ah, ah ah! You're so amazing, you've flattened the ants. Ah ah! It's not so itchy anymore, ah, ah, so comfortable, ah, ah, you're thrusting too fast, ah ah! Slow down, slow down a bit." Xuan Yuanlian's rapid thrusting made her arch her back, arching her body into a seductive, snake-like pose.
" 　　Ughh
...

For the first time in his life, Xuan Yuanlian had the urge to run away. Frustrated, he hastily dressed, slipped on his shoes, and got out of bed. Just as he was about to leave, he heard her softly call him, "Royal Brother." Xuan Yuanlian froze. She was awake? She was probably crying and cursing him as a beast now, wasn't she? Xuan Yuanlian thought irritably. Reason told him he had to leave, but his feet wouldn't move. After a long silence, Xuan Yuanlian took a deep breath and took another step forward. 　　"Royal Brother, don't go. I'm scared alone." Those words made Xuan Yuanlian freeze, his steps heavy and unable to lift. He slowly turned his head and saw that "Xin Xian" had already sat up. Her alabaster-white hands clutched the blanket tightly, her eyes gazing at him hazily. 　　"You—" Xuan Yuanlian opened his mouth, his voice trembling and hoarse, "Do you know what I did to you?" 　　"Huh?" "Xin Xian" tilted her head, looking bewildered. 　　Xuanyuan Lian turned his head and stared at her intently for a while. Seeing her still blinking blankly, he couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems you don't understand." 　　"Why are you standing here, brother? Come and sit down to chat!" Xin Xian smiled, shifting her body further into the bed and patting the empty space she had made. 　　Xuanyuan Lian stood there, stunned, unsure how to react. 　　“Royal brother?” 　　Xuan Yuanlian’s eyes deepened as he slowly walked back, sat on the edge of the bed, and traced her delicate, pretty face with his fingers. His long, slender fingers stopped abruptly at her head, and he squinted, sighing softly, “You hurt yourself here.” 　　“Xin Xian” pouted, staring intently at Xuan Yuanlian with wide eyes, and stammered, “Royal brother, are you saying I’m stupid?” 　　“No.” Xuan Yuanlian’s expression returned to its coldness, replying succinctly, and he withdrew his hand from her face. 　　“You clearly insulted me! Don’t think I’m really stupid and can’t understand what you meant!” 　　“I really didn’t insult you.” Xuan Yuanlian’s voice remained cold, but his expression was extremely serious. 　　“You clearly did! You insulted me, saying my head was broken!” 　　“Tch!” Xuan Yuanlian chuckled. 　　"What are you laughing at?!" 　　"Laughing at your stupidity." 　　"Brother, you're bullying me!" 　　"Go to sleep." Xuan Yuan Lian glanced at her coldly, ignoring her anger, stood up, and turned to leave. 　　"Brother!" Xin Xian grabbed Xuan Yuan Lian's clothes, preventing him from leaving. 　　"Hmm?" Xuan Yuan Lian turned his head slightly to look at her. 　　"Don't go." She pleaded pitifully. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian stared at her intently, his eyes revealing no emotion. 　　"Brother, come up here. It's cold at night, be careful not to catch a cold." Xin Xian lifted half of the quilt, making room on the bed, grabbed Xuan Yuan Lian's arm, and pulled him onto the bed. 　　"I haven't taken off my shoes yet." Xuan Yuan Lian said this indifferently. 　　"Huh?" Xin Xian blinked, her eyes sparkling, and laughed. "Brother, you're willing to stay with me, aren't you? Aren't you?" 　　Xuan Yuan Lian smiled faintly. Xin Xian's eyes widened, and she exclaimed as if she had discovered something rare. "I saw Brother smile! Brother's smile is so handsome!" 　　Xuan Yuan Lian pursed his lips and didn't answer. He bent down, took off his shoes, and got into bed. 　　Xin Xian, being considerate, covered Xuan Yuan Lian with the blankets, then lay on her side, facing him. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian glanced at her coldly, then closed his eyes. 　　In the dim candlelight, the room was silent, save for the sound of two breaths, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow. 　　"Brother." Xin Xian blinked, her dark eyes fixed on Xuan Yuan Lian. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian kept his eyes closed, motionless. 　　“Brother.” Xin Xian propped herself up on her elbows, pouted, and breathed hot air onto Xuan Yuan Lian’s face. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian kept his eyes closed, motionless. 　　“Brother.” Feeling bored, Xin Xian picked up her hair and brushed it across Xuan Yuan Lian’s handsome face. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian kept his eyes closed, motionless. 　　“Brother.” Xin Xian poked his shoulder with her finger. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian kept his eyes closed, motionless. 　　“Brother, I’ve noticed yours isn’t as hard as Ming Yue’s.” Xin Xian yawned and said gossipy. 　　Xuan Yuan Lian suddenly opened his eyes, staring coldly at Xin Xian. 　　Xin Xian pouted with a wronged expression and asked, “Brother, why are you looking at me so fiercely?”

"Want to try again?"
"Uh~ Uh? Uh!" Xin Xian blinked, completely out of it.
"I'll prove mine isn't any softer than Mingyue's." Xuan Yuan Lian smiled slightly, but he didn't let the smile reach his eyes; it was a "fake smile."
"Ah? Ah! Ah." Xin Xian babbled a few times before suddenly remembering what she had said to Xuan Yuan Lian, "Oh. Actually, yours is quite hard too, brother, just a little softer than Mingyue's. Don't worry about it." She was referring to the area on her arm.
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"No, I can overlook anything, but I absolutely have to worry about this." Xuan Yuan Lian was referring to the area between his legs.
"Oh. You should practice more. The more you practice, the harder it will become." Xin Xian laughed heartlessly.
"You'll practice with me." Xuan Yuan Lian's tone remained cold, but his eyes held a hint of amusement.
"Xin Xian" blinked and shook her head. "I don't like my hard one. I think my soft one looks better."
"Just make me hard. As for yours, you can't get hard even if you want to." Xuan Yuan Lian's words were laced with lewdness, yet his expression was as serious as if he were handling a matter of state.
"Huh?" "Xin Xian" didn't understand at all, like a little fool.
Xuan Yuan Lian sat up and roughly ripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular chest. He also took off his pants, presenting himself completely naked before her.
"Xin Xian" blinked, her small mouth slightly open, understanding somewhat. She had hit her head; she had lost her memory, but she hadn't become an idiot.
Sitting up, Xuan Yuan Lian looked down at "Xin Xian" lying on the bed, and a wave of guilt washed over him. He sniffed, his voice hoarse, "If you don't want to help me get hard, then forget it." As he spoke, he grabbed his clothes again, as if afraid he might change his mind. "Xin Xian" sat up and stopped him from putting on his clothes.
Xuan Yuan Lian looked at her coldly, and she smiled with narrowed eyes, saying, "Doing that is very comfortable, so I'll reluctantly agree to help you."
"Huh?" Now it was Xuan Yuan's turn to be dumbfounded.
"What 'huh'? Haha, Royal Brother, you look so silly right now!" "Xin Xian" laughed loudly, not giving Xuan Yuan Lian any face at all.
"Xuan Yuan Lian pursed his lips, his eyes becoming even deeper.
"Royal Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xuan Yuan Lian wiped his face, narrowed his eyes, and murmured, "It seems your head really is badly damaged, and quite badly damaged at that." Her mind was now basically devoid of any acquired sense of propriety and shame, filled with pure innocence and natural instincts.
"Brother, why are you scolding me again!" Xin Xian was furious and raised her foot to kick Xuan Yuan Lian.
Xuan Yuan Lian stretched out his large hand, firmly holding her small foot, and pressed her leg hard against her crotch.
"Ah~" Xin Xian wasn't wearing any underpants, and the kick sent a gust of wind through her crotch, making her feel a chill.
Xin Xian instinctively cursed him, "Pervert." Although she didn't really understand the meaning of the word.
Xuan Yuan Lian ignored her, tilted his head, pressed his lips against the inside of her thigh, and slowly licked upwards with his tongue.
"Ah~ It's so itchy." Xin Xian's leg trembled, clearly unable to bear the itch.
"Your butt is uncomfortable." Xuan Yuan Lian coldly glanced at Xin Xian, pressing down on her thigh that he had raised high with one hand, and spreading open her pink and tender petals with the other, his tongue stretching out and piercing into the soft crevice, swirling and licking.
"Mmm, ahhh," Xin Xian closed her eyes, biting her lower lip with unbearable passion, her hands gripping the bedding beneath her tightly, writhing with effort.
Xuan Yuan Lian's tongue was both hard and soft; after licking for a short while, it had made Xin Xian's soft parts flow incessantly. Xuan Yuan Lian, with his eyes slightly closed, swallowed it down his throat with a "glug, glug~".
"Brother, ahhh, you're so dirty!" How could he be so thirsty for the fluid secreted from there?
Xuan Yuan Lian didn't respond; he used both hands to knead Xin Xian's buttocks, rubbing her white and tender buttocks until they were almost deformed.
"Ugh, ugh," Xin Xian gasped, her small mouth open, arching her back and instinctively thrusting her hips upward, wanting Xuan Yuan Lian's tongue to go deeper.
"Little girl, so impatient!" Xuan Yuan Lian frowned and withdrew his tongue. A large hand slapped Xin Xian's buttocks lightly, making a crisp "slap, slap" sound.
"Mmm, ahh," Xin Xian's lower body contracted even more violently with the slap. "
You little brat who needs to be disciplined, you really need to be treated harshly, don't you?" Xuan Yuan Lian's expression was cold, his voice was cold, and he was very serious, not at all like someone who was about to do *that*.
"Why do you call me 'little brat'? It's too awful." Xin Xian protested with a pout. In fact, every time he called her "little brat," her vagina would contract slightly, and it would keep flowing.
"I like this name." Xuan Yuan Lian answered indifferently, while using his hand to guide his long penis to the soft opening, preparing to enter.
"Plop!" With a slight splash, Xuan Yuan Lian had already inserted his large head into the soft passage.
"Ah, ahhhhh!" The hard head made Xin Xian scream with a face full of pleasure. Seeing this, Xuan Yuanlian felt a slight sense of satisfaction and couldn't help but increase the force. With a forceful "gulp!", his head reached the entrance of her vagina.
"Ugh!" After it was fully inside, Xuan Yuanlian's expression finally changed slightly, and even his voice was filled with excitement. However, he quickly returned to his indifferent demeanor.
After a few dozen "hmm" sounds, he got used to the large size and began to feel pleasure. The vagina he was holding felt sore and swollen, and a large amount of fluid flowed out. Unfortunately, Xuan Yuanlian's expression remained cold and indifferent at this moment, not at all like someone who was "doing business."
"Xin Xian" couldn't stand his fake serious face. She narrowed her bright eyes, wrapped her arms tightly around Xuan Yuan Lian's neck, and twisted her buttocks, rubbing against his erection inside her. Her small mouth was close to Xuan Yuan Lian's ear as she breathed heavily, "Brother, it feels so good inside, ah, um, yours is so hard, so big, so good, ah, ah, um, um, um, um, um."
"You little brat! Uh, ah! You're deliberately trying to make me fuck you to pieces, aren't you? Ah, ha, ah, you damn brat!!" "Xin Xian's" vagina tightly wrapped around Xuan Yuan Lian's penis, rubbing against the shaft with slight movements, soft, smooth, and comfortable.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh! You're so small, so narrow, so warm. I don't want to pull out after I'm in." Xuan Yuan Lian slightly parted his lips, pulled out a short section, and then thrust it in heavily again. "Gurgle." With a sound, the head was firmly embedded in the opening. "Plop." With a cupping sound, the head sucked the opening and dragged out a long length of the penis.
The two white, round mounds in front of "Xin Xian" swayed back and forth with Xuan Yuan Lian's rapid thrusts, their movements incessant. Xuan Yuan Lian's eyes darkened as he watched. He swallowed hard, then reached out and cupped one in each hand, squeezing and kneading them. While enjoying the sensation, he didn't forget to thrust hard into "Xin Xian's" breasts.
Seeing his innocent sister-in-law lying beneath him, gushing forth, was an unparalleled thrill. It not only stimulated Xuan Yuan Lian's mind but also ignited his lust, making him as hard as iron, and the harder he rubbed, the harder he became.
Xuan Yuanlian was extremely excited. He asked breathlessly, "Is mine hard?" "Hard, very hard," Xin Xian replied, her head spinning.
After a while, Xuan Yuanlian suddenly pulled out his long penis, changed position, spread Xin Xian's thighs with his large hands, lay on his side, aimed, and with a "squeak," the head went in. Xuan Yuanlian took a deep breath, slowly pulled out a large section, and then forcefully thrust it all the way in. "Ah! Yours is too deep."
"Brother, brother, it feels so good, ah, how can doing this feel so good? Uh, ah, umm..." Xuan Yuanlian thrust his penis quickly and straight, making Xin Xian's heart ache with pleasure.
Looking at her teary eyes and her sweet, rosy cheeks, Xuan Yuanlian's penis jumped excitedly, becoming even harder.
Xuan Yuanlian let out a long sigh, his voice trembling, "Oh, ~ uh ah. Am I moving fast enough? Does it feel good to fuck you? Hmm? Uh ah, ooh ~ ha, ah!" Xuan Yuanlian thrust in and out of Xin Xian's body rapidly, each time pulling out only leaving the head inside, each time thrusting in almost completely.
"Ai'er, ai'er, you're moving so fast, it feels so good," Xin Xian answered readily.
Xuan Yuanlian was overjoyed, thrusting even harder, faster and more frequent, making a "sizzle, sizzle" sound as their bodies intertwined, sticky and sticky. The scent of their bodies gradually filled the entire room.
"Ahhhhhh!" Xuan Yuanlian's voice twisted into a hoarse, high-pitched cry. A deadly pleasure surged from his groin to his brain. Xuan Yuanlian gritted his teeth to suppress his impulse, lowered Xin Xian's raised thighs, flipped over and pressed down on Xin Xian's body, lifted her buttocks off the bed, and rapidly thrust in and out of Xin Xian's body, letting out broken roars. Xin Xian suddenly felt Xuan Yuanlian's penis throbbing inside her, and suddenly her vagina felt hot as a series of gentle, wet thrusts entered her vagina. "
Ah—" Xin Xian's vagina was scalded by the warmth, her clitoris trembled wildly, and her vagina gripped the throbbing penis tightly, releasing a powerful gush of fluid, reaching the climax of her desire.
Xuanyuan Lian held Xin Xian tightly, their chests pressed together, legs intertwined. Seeing her panting and exhausted, Xuanyuan Lian's gaze softened, and he kissed Xin Xian's lips repeatedly. Xin Xian, impatient with the interruptions, shook her head and buried it in his chest, panting heavily. Then, pouting, she complained, "Brother, I'm covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable. I want to take a bath." "You can bathe tomorrow." Having a large bucket of water brought so late was quite attention-grabbing.
"Oh." Xin Xian pouted; the effects of the medicine hadn't completely worn off, so she didn't insist on bathing. "Brother, this feels so good. Can we do it a few more times?" As she spoke, she spread her legs wide, waiting for Xuanyuan Lian to thrust into her.
Hearing these innocent yet lewd words, and seeing her pure yet shameless actions, Xuan Yuanlian's eyes darkened, and his groin hardened again. He gritted his teeth, cursed under his breath, and abruptly flipped over, mounting "Xin Xian" once more.
Then, grabbing one of her breasts with one hand and slightly spreading open the tight opening that made a man's lust linger, he thrust his hips forward, inserting a third of his penis with a "squeak."
"So tight, you're stretched so tight inside, I'm about to tear you apart! Ugh! Ah!" Xuan Yuanlian arched his back and, with a forceful push, drove the entire thing in.
"Ah!" "Xin Xian" let out a soft moan
, her small mouth opening and closing. Her soft moan drew Xuan Yuanlian's attention. He bent down and pressed his lips to her panting mouth, kissing her forcefully. "Mmm, mmm!" Xuan Yuanlian greedily kissed her little mouth while squeezing her breasts hard, his hips swaying rapidly as he thrust forcefully. Xin Xian felt dizzy and tears streamed down her face. Xin Xian
instinctively wrapped her legs around Xuan Yuanlian's waist, spreading her soft, wet vagina as wide as possible, holding her breath to receive his frenzied thrusts. The sticky,
wet sounds of thrusting grew louder and louder, and Xin Xian clung to Xuan Yuanlian even tighter. At this moment, Xuan Yuanlian was shaking his hips rapidly, making Xin Xian's vagina gush, soaking her thighs and the bedding beneath her. The more
they did it, the more sweat she shed, and the more Xin Xian tried to hold Xuan Yuanlian tighter, the more her hands slipped.
"Brother, I can't hold you anymore," Xin Xian said, feeling very aggrieved.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuanlian paused in his thrusting, then immediately changed position, making "Xin Xian" kneel on the bed. He penetrated her from behind, thrusting hard and fast, causing "Xin Xian's" body to tremble forward with each thrust. Her entire body shook violently, her tender buttocks swaying like a white, rippling wave. Her
arms, tired from supporting her, went limp, leaving only her buttocks still raised high, held by Xuan Yuanlian as she endured his thrusts.
"Ai'er, Ai'er," she cried.
"Look how wanton you are, does being fucked feel that good?" Xuan Yuanlian asked in a hoarse voice.
"Xin Xian" was too busy moaning and groaning to respond, so Xuan Yuan Lian grabbed her buttocks and used even more force on her, asking again, "Tell me! Tell me, how does it feel?"
"Ai'er, ai'er," Xin Xian moaned and groaned, answering in a hoarse voice, "So, so good, it feels so good to be with you, um, ah, ah! Ai'er ai'er."
"Is it more comfortable than Ming Yue?" For some reason, Xuan Yuan Lian wanted to compare with Xuan Yuan Ming Yue, to see who could bring her more pleasure.
"Ah, ha ah, um, uh, um, yours feels better!" Although her head was injured, she still had her cleverness. She knew how to answer him in the best way for herself.
"Tell me, ours, uh, ah, um~ whose is harder?"
"Yours is harder." The area below them was messy and disheveled from their movements.
"Does it feel sour inside?"
"Sour." Actually, what should be said is "pleasant."
"Do you want me to be even harder and faster?"
"Yes." As she said "yes," Xin Xian's body trembled and contracted.
"Ugh, you damned brat!" Xuan Yuan Lian's speed was like a storm, his lower abdomen quickly pressed against Xin Xian's buttocks, shaking rapidly. He went all out each time, becoming more and more intense, and Xin Xian's tender juices gushed out, some of it splashing onto the bed, some winding down her alabaster thighs into her groin.
"Ahhhhhh!" At the limit, Xuan Yuan Lian roared like a wild beast, shuddering wildly, and once again, thick, white fluids flowed all over the bed. At this moment, even they didn't know how many times they had done it.
"Again!" Clearly, Xuan Yuanlian wasn't satisfied yet. He grabbed Xin Xian's waist, pulled her up like a baby, and placed her on his thighs. He then used his hands to support himself, thrusting his lower abdomen upwards rapidly, penetrating her deeply.
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"You still have the strength to do such difficult moves?" Amazing.
Xuan Yuanlian raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you going to help me?"
Xin Xian rolled her eyes. "Doing this is supposed to be interactive. It's not fun if you do it alone, is it?"
“Okay, then move.” Xuan Yuanlian’s expression was indifferent, readily agreeing.
“Xin Xian” placed her hands on his stomach.
“Ugh~” Xuan Yuanlian groaned, his face cold, “Put your hands somewhere else.”
“Xin Xian” poked his belly with her finger, glancing at him, “You don’t have any on your belly, no wonder it hurts when I press on you.”
“Xin Xian” changed to placing her hands on Xuan Yuanlian’s thighs, kneeling up and lifting her buttocks up and down, moving her hips up and down on Xuan Yuanlian’s firm member.
“Ouch, you’re so hard, I’ve been rubbing for so long, and you haven’t softened at all.” “Xin Xian” pouted, glaring at Xuan Yuanlian, complaining.
“You’ll soften if you rub for a little longer.” After doing it so many times, Xuan Yuanlian was also exhausted.
“Oh. So you can’t get hard anymore?”
“It’s just that I can’t get hard tonight.” Xuan Yuanlian corrected her coldly.
"That's what I meant, you don't need to correct me." Such a petty man, so narrow-minded.
"Move faster."
"I'm out of strength, that's all I can do." If she's not satisfied, so be it, as long as she's comfortable.
"Useless."
"You're useless, you'll be useless in a minute." In a minute he won't be able to get hard anymore.
"Watch your words, you can't afford to offend a man." Xuan Yuanlian glanced at her coldly.
"Hmph." She turned her eyes away from him, whatever he did, it was comfortable doing this, why was she afraid of him?
"Sit tight." As he spoke, Xuan Yuanlian sat up straight, his hands reaching out to straighten Xin Xian's shoulders, roughly lifting and lowering her body.
"Ah~ Ahhh!" Xin Xian frantically grabbed Xuan Yuanlian's hair and pulled hard.
"Hiss! Let go!" As Xin Xian's body bounced violently up and down, the hair that had been pulled also shook violently, causing Xuan Yuan Lian's scalp to throb with pain.
"Ah! Ahhhhhh!" Xin Xian was only concerned with the pleasure and didn't care about Xuan Yuan Lian's order.
"Let go of my hair, did you hear me!"
"Hmm, hah, ahhhhhh!" Xin Xian didn't have time to pay attention to him, and opened her small mouth, letting out a joyful cry.
When he got to this crucial moment, Xuan Yuan Lian couldn't stop, or he would definitely... So he had to endure the pain and violently continue to whip her more than two hundred times before finally letting out a low roar and releasing a thick stream of fluid.
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The next day, after court, Chen Rui bowed and walked quickly to Xuan Yuan Lian's side, reporting in a low voice, "This morning, the Empress Dowager's people checked the place of choosing concubines."
Xuan Yuan Lian's eyes turned cold, his hands were behind his back, and he turned and walked towards the palace where the Empress Dowager lived. Chen Rui, bowing low, hurried after him.
On the way to the Empress Dowager's chambers, a young eunuch saw Xuan Yuanlian approaching from afar. His face changed with surprise, and he hurriedly crouched down towards the Empress Dowager's chambers. "Your son greets Your Majesty."
"The Emperor has arrived. Please sit." The Empress Dowager sat up straight on the couch by the window, her eyes smiling as she looked at Xuan Yuanlian.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xuan Yuanlian lowered his eyes, lifting his robes as he sat down on the chair brought by a maid, getting straight to the point without any pretense. "What exactly did Mother Empress put in that pot of porridge for her son yesterday?"
The Empress Dowager paused, her hand holding the prayer beads pausing, before replying vaguely, "Just some tonics."
"What tonics? That's clearly an aphrodisiac! Mother Empress, how could you do such a ridiculous thing! If the whole world knew, wouldn't the royal family's reputation be completely ruined!" Xuan Yuanlian's already cold face grew even colder, and his tone became harsher at the end of his sentence.
Rebuked by her son, the Empress Dowager lost face. Her cheeks flushed, and she said, "Since ancient times, royal offspring have been of paramount importance to the stability of the nation. But look at the Emperor; he only has three princes. How can I not be anxious in this situation?!"
"Mother!" Xuan Yuanlian's cheeks twitched, and he rubbed his temples helplessly. "No matter the reason, you shouldn't have given your son aphrodisiacs! I don't believe I'm a short-lived emperor; the future is long. Mother, there's no need to rush." Xuan Yuanlian slowly stood up and added, "Mother, I hope this won't happen again." After saying this, Xuan Yuanlian turned and walked out of the hall. —Even though the Empress Dowager's actions were improper, she was still his birth mother, and he didn't want to argue with her. The
Empress Dowager was stunned. Her son was good in every way, except for his coldness. He always treated his mother with indifference. Even her coldest face had never been this cold before. However, a thought then crossed her mind: if an ordinary man were to be drugged by his mother over the issue of having an heir, he would be furious, let alone the emperor. The Empress Dowager
lowered her eyes sadly; it seemed she had truly made a mistake. Leaving the Empress Dowager's chambers, Xuan Yuanlian strode forward with an unpleasant expression, Chen Rui following closely behind, bowing low.
Suddenly, Xuan Yuanlian stopped and said coldly, "No need to follow."
Chen Rui hurriedly bowed deeply and respectfully replied, "Yes." Xuan Yuanlian narrowed his eyes, his expression complex as he looked towards the direction of Xiuyu Tower. Then, as if understanding something, he continued walking forward with a cold expression.
Xuan Yuanlian pushed open the door of Xiuyu Tower, slowly entered the room, closed the door, and casually bolted it.
Even after a night, upon entering the inner room, he could still faintly smell the lingering odor of a lovemaking affair.
Thinking of his debauchery the previous night, Xuan Yuanlian's eyes darkened, a fire burning within him, making his throat dry.
He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and slowly approached the bed. There, the exhausted little beauty lay peacefully with her eyes closed, her body slightly arched. A long blanket was lightly wrapped around her naked body, revealing glimpses of her fair skin. She slept in a posture both alluring and adorable.
"Xin Xian." Xuan Yuanlian slowly sat on the edge of the bed, raised his right hand, his fingers trembling slightly. He hesitated, looking at Xin Xian for a long time before gently touching her skin and nudging her.
'Xin Xian' frowned, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes, dazed. Seeing Xuan Yuanlian sitting on the edge of the couch, her eyes lit up. Then, as if remembering something, she pouted and tugged at Xuan Yuanlian's sleeve, complaining sweetly, "Brother, where did you go? I didn't see you when I woke up."
Her words made Xuan Yuanlian's heart skip a beat, and he quickly looked away from her. He replied calmly, "I went to court."
"Hmm." 'Xin Xian' nodded and slowly lowered her head, pulling the blanket that had slipped down to her waist to cover herself completely. Then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly looked up, staring at Xuan Yuanlian with her dark eyes, "Brother, did Mingyue come to see me this morning?"
Xuan Yuanlian squinted at her for a long time before saying, "He didn't go to court this morning." For some reason, he didn't want to mention that Mingyue had practically turned the entire capital upside down last night. Mingyue had never made such a fuss for any woman before; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he cherished this child dearly.
"Oh," Xinxian lowered her eyes in disappointment, her eyes instantly turning red, "Mingyue ultimately doesn't care about me."
"Xinxian," Xuan Yuanlian opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't tell her that Mingyue had come to see her.
"Brother," "Xinxian" threw herself into Xuan Yuanlian's arms, her shoulders trembling, suppressing her grief with overwhelming sorrow, trying not to cry out, "Brother, I'm in so much pain, so much pain! My head hurts, my back hurts, my mouth hurts, my heart hurts, my whole body hurts now." Did Mingyue really not care about her anymore? If he did, why didn't he come to see her? If he didn't, why was he so good to her?
"Mingyue doesn't know you're in the palace," Xuan Yuanlian subtly told Xinxian that Mingyue had come to see her.
Unfortunately, the heartbroken "Xinxian" didn't understand. Xin Xian looked up, indignantly saying, "Ming Yue is such a smart person, how could he not know I'm in the palace?! He clearly knows I have amnesia and don't remember anyone. The only family I know is my brother, and the only place I can go is here with him! But he just hasn't come looking for me!" Xin Xian trembled all over, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.
Xuan Yuan Lian frowned, looking down at Xin Xian's pitiful crying face, and couldn't help but sigh softly, saying in a low voice, "Sometimes concern leads to confusion. Perhaps he was in such a hurry that he didn't think of you in the palace." This time, Xuan Yuan Lian's implication was even more obvious.
Xin Xian clutched Xuan Yuan Lian's sleeve and shook it, weakly humming, "Brother, I'm hungry."
Her sudden, unexpected question left Xuan Yuan Lian somewhat bewildered. Why was this child acting so suddenly? One moment she was crying so hard, the next she was saying she was hungry?
Xuan Yuanlian's eyes softened, and he said, "I'll have someone prepare it right away."
"Brother, I want to take a bath. My whole body is sticky, especially the two petals between my legs, they're so sticky they make me uncomfortable."
Her words caused Xuan Yuanlian's lower body to twitch violently. Xuan Yuanlian closed his eyes, cursed under his breath, and coldly asked, "Do you want to have breakfast first or take a bath first?"
'Xin Xian' blinked, waved her hand impatiently, and said casually, "I'll take a bath first, then eat." Although she subconsciously understood that angering the emperor was a terrible thing, she wasn't as afraid of him as she had been before. In other words, she wasn't afraid of him at all now. -- Perhaps it was because they had become intimate. Women are strange creatures; once they have an intimate relationship with someone, their feelings towards that person completely change.
Incredibly, Xuan Yuanlian showed no instinct for his imperial authority being offended. He gave a cold "hmm" and turned to carry out her order.
"Ugh..." Why does my waist feel so sore... Hmm? Where are my clothes? Why did Mingyue take my clothes off again? No wonder she was a little cold. Mingyue actually found her, which means she still cares about me... Thinking this, I hugged the man beside me tighter.
Suddenly, the man's arms around my waist tightened. "Awake?" His words had a teasing tone. "Mingyue, how did you know where I was?" My heart warmed; Mingyue still loved me. The man's body stiffened, and he said in a deep voice, "I am not Mingyue." Not Mingyue?! Then who is it? Me? "Your... Your Majesty?... Ah!" I suddenly looked up and bumped into Xuan Yuanlian's chin, a sharp pain shooting through my head.
Xuan Yuanlian was startled and reached out to touch her head. "So careless? Does it hurt?" He then rubbed Yan Xinxian's head. Yan Xinxian blushed slightly, a little shyly. "No...no, it doesn't hurt anymore." She lowered her head and buried it in Xuan Yuanlian's chest. However, as if suddenly remembering something, she loosened her grip on Xuan Yuanlian, pulled away a little, and asked him innocently, "Why are you here, brother? How come we're sleeping together?"
"Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?" Xuan Yuanlian pulled Yan Xinxian into his arms again and asked. Seeing Yan Xinxian's confused look, he knew she was still dazed, and said, "Yesterday, brother poked ants for you. How could you forget as soon as you woke up? You ungrateful little thing, should I punish you? Hmm?" The "hmm" was followed by an unknown mystery...
Xuan Yuanlian rolled over and pinned Yan Xinxian beneath him. Heaven knows, just now looking at the little one's innocent face, I shamelessly got hard again...
"Brother, what are you doing! Let me go first!" Yan Xinxian screamed. Mingyue hated other men getting close to her like this, not even her brother. But the man's body on top of her was so hot it almost burned her skin!
But the more she twisted and struggled, the more dangerous her situation became, and she was too scared to even think about it.
Xuan Yuanlian's breathing became heavier and more rapid, and his hands around her waist tightened, making her feel painful. Yan Xinxian burst into tears, "Get away from me! You bad guy, Mingyue! Mingyue, save me! Waaaaaah!"
However, the hot, hard object pressed against the crevice between her buttocks was so obvious, pointing upwards, pressing against the center of her little hole, just one thrust and it would be all over.
The astonishing heat transmitted through her skin, “Mingyue? Didn’t you say Mingyue didn’t want you anymore? What? You can’t bear to part with Mingyue? Is it only Mingyue who can satisfy you?” Yan Xinxian was shocked. Yes, Mingyue didn’t want her anymore. Mingyue already had another woman. Mingyue didn’t want her anymore! Thinking of this, Yan Xinxian’s eyes instantly reddened.
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Xuan Yuanlian was a little surprised… He didn’t know why seeing her cry made him feel particularly uncomfortable and a little regretful. Regret? Did he also have times of regret? “Don’t worry! I still have you! Mingyue doesn’t want you, but I do.”
After saying that, he kissed Yan Xinxian’s red lips. Yan Xinxian only felt her red lips get hot and instantly forgot about crying for Xuan Yuanmingyue. Xuan Yuanlian's moist lips covered hers, sucking and nibbling. His silver teeth gently nibbled at Yan Xinxian's soft lips, while his nimble tongue pried open her tightly closed teeth, venturing deep inside, playing and entwining, stirring and sucking the nectar from her mouth. The sounds of their tongues mingling made Yan Xinxian blush deeply. She shook her head from side to side, trying to escape his grasp, but to no avail. Just as she was about to lose her breath, the man kindly withdrew from her swollen lips.
"Brother... how could you kiss me?" she whispered, her face flushed. But why did she like her brother's kiss so much?
"It's sweet. Hehe...
" Xuan Yuanlian's lips curled into a seductive smile, and he licked his lips with satisfaction, seemingly still wanting more.
"Brother... um...
" Before she could finish her curse, Yan Xinxian's mouth was sealed again. This time, it wasn't a gentle taste, but a raging invasion, arrogantly and domineeringly stealing all the fragrance from her mouth.
Xuan Yuanlian's gaze brazenly swept over her exquisite body, her round and full breasts, their shape extremely beautiful, the pink nipples gleaming with an alluring color, as if beckoning one to kiss them. Her soft and delicate waist looked so slender and smooth that it seemed like a single bend. Further down, her vulva was as smooth as jade! Two large labia firmly covered the beautiful scenery below.
Seeing this, Xuan Yuanlian couldn't help but swallow the overflowing saliva in his mouth, his black pupils contracting little by little, his pupils deepening in color, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Yan Xinxian felt her vulva being pried open, even her small, pink labia minora, like flower petals, were flattened to the sides by Xuan Yuanlian's fingers.
Their current position allowed Yan Xinxian to clearly see how Xuan Yuanlian was treating her body. She watched as the spot where he had just poked her with his fingers now opened slightly, oozing a mixture of fluid and stickiness.
Xuan Yuanlian lifted his lower abdomen, and a huge, fleshy rod growing from his body pressed against Yan Xinxian's small opening.
The man had jet-black hair and an enormous penis. Yan Xinxian knew what it was, but she hadn't expected it to look so grotesque upon closer inspection. The thick, straight shaft was coiled with veins like a dragon, and a huge, ruby-like head was embedded at the rounded end. The small opening on it opened and closed rhythmically, as if something was dripping down like tears.
"Brother, please don't do this, okay?!" Xuan Yuanlian didn't give her a chance to plead. He guided his massive penis to her vagina and thrust it in forcefully.
"Ah..."
he let out a short, violent roar, while Yan Xinxian screamed.
"Good girl, Xinxian, it'll be over soon, it won't hurt," Xuan Yuanlian coaxed softly. Although it hurt a little, the effect was extremely short-lived. Soon, intense pleasure overwhelmed Yan Xinxian. Her mind and eyes were completely focused on the massive penis penetrating her vagina, nothing else mattered.
"Xinxian, oh, your brother is going to fuck you!" His sexy hips heaved against her body, relentlessly pounding her lower body. It was like a doctor pounding medicine, constantly grinding his iron pestle into her delicate opening.
"Ah, brother!" Xuan Yuanlian's movements were filled with an almost brutal desire. Yan Xinxian trembled from his thrusts, feeling as if an enormous, fleshy rod was pounding and rubbing against her tender passage.
Especially the large head of his penis, constantly poking at that unique spot inside her.
Yan Xinxian couldn't help but let out a soft moan to release this overwhelming sensation, her legs unconsciously wrapping around his firm buttocks.
"Xinxian, you're so hot and tight, it feels so good!" The "slap slap" of their bodies hitting each other filled every corner, making their intimate act even more sensual.
As Xuan Yuanlian got carried away, he changed positions, spreading Yan Xinxian's legs and placing them on his shoulders. He vigorously kneaded her breasts, which trembled with each thrust, while roaring and looking down at himself, watching his penis move rapidly in and out of her vagina.
"Ahhh... Brother, I can't take it anymore! Stop! Stop! It's going to break!" Withdraw, insert, withdraw, insert.
Perhaps because it was her first time being manipulated into such a lewd position, Yan Xinxian seemed a little overwhelmed, yet she couldn't resist the pleasure and joy he brought her. She could only watch helplessly as the deep purple fleshy rod buried deep inside her pink vagina, frantically performing piston-like movements. Several times, Xuan Yuanlian deliberately withdrew the entire penis, leaving only the tip still inside, twisting it, while his fingers pinched her nipples, and then forcefully thrust his hips in all the way.
"Plop, plop," every time he did this, Yan Xinxian's ears were filled with the erotic sounds of flesh rubbing and squeezing together, mixed with excess bodily fluids.
She had never realized that her body could also produce so much clear, sticky fluid, something she didn't know, yet it moisturized their union, preventing her from feeling so much pain.
When Xuan Yuanlian penetrated her, that fluid would flow out, getting everywhere—on her pubic hair, on his pubic hair, on their lower abdomens, even the sheets beneath them felt damp.
"Xinxian, is it comfortable for me to penetrate you? Is it better than Mingyue?"
Watching his massive penis rub against Yan Xinxian's body, its color deepening with each thrust, Xuan Yuanlian had never experienced such extreme pleasure with a woman.
So, covered in sweat, he continued to move his sexy hips, fucking her, while uttering the lewd words of lovers.
"It's comfortable, but it's so full, Xinxian is about to be broken by you," Yan Xinxian's eyes were hazy.
Xuan Yuanlian's penis was already thick and hard. After a thousand thrusts, the small hole that could barely accommodate a fingertip was expanded to the size of a pigeon egg. It was impossible not to feel pain and swelling; it would be a lie to say that there wasn't a strong sense of invasion in his lower body.
However, hearing Yan Xinxian's answer made him thrust even harder into her vagina. It was as if he really intended to completely destroy her vagina.
"Brother... ah... harder, um..."
From some point, Yan Xinxian's previous tingling sensation was gradually replaced by a strange heat.
She couldn't help but cling to the man's shoulders, sliding her legs down from his shoulders and intertwining them like a snake around his strong waist. "Xinxian, my little slut, you're so good at sex?"
Perhaps Yan Xinxian's position stimulated him, because after hearing this, Xuan Yuanlian seemed to be injected with new energy and began to wildly thrust his body into her vagina.
Yan Xinxian was so overwhelmed by his ministrations that she couldn't even close her mouth, only able to gaze at his handsome, dashing face with a look of lust, scratching ten passionate marks on his muscular back with her fingernails.
"It's going to break, it's going to break, brother! Ahhhhhh!" The pleasure that pushed Yan Xinxian to her peak was like the approach of death; the sweat on Xuan Yuanlian's body mingled with her fragrant perspiration.
"Xinxian, brother is going to cum!" A moment later, a rapid series of thrusts and impacts. Xuan Yuanlian's massive penis was almost inside her vagina when he finally roared, "Yin!" The sensation inside her seemed to come alive, and then she felt a powerful surge of heat rushing towards her sensitive spot, causing her to shudder uncontrollably and scream as she ejaculated a large amount of fluid. "Ah, Your Majesty!" Then, exhausted, Yan Xinxian fainted and fell asleep... //// Getting up and looking at Yan Xinxian's sleeping face beside him, Xuan Yuanlian felt a strange change in his heart. His expression was more subtle than yesterday. He quietly got up, afraid of disturbing his bedmate.
"Someone, help me change my clothes." With that, the head eunuch pushed open the door and entered.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The eunuch looked around, then froze. "Your Majesty isn't in your bedchamber; changing here might be inappropriate."
"Right here. And keep your voice down, don't disturb the people inside." Xuan Yuanlian didn't show any expression, but inwardly he was already getting annoyed.
The head eunuch then went outside and brought in a younger eunuch carrying a tray containing a dragon robe. They both went to Xuan Yuanlian's side and began to help him change for court.
"Your Majesty... Prince Mingyue just requested an audience... what do you think...
" Zhu Dechang glanced at Xuan Yuanlian's expression and spoke cautiously. Zhu Dechang had served Xuan Yuanlian for many years, and while he knew how this man handled things, it was still a formality to consult him, after all, the other party was his own brother.
Hearing Zhu Dechang mention that Xuan Yuanmingyue had requested an audience, Xuan Yuanlian frowned, his brow bone becoming more defined, his expression clearly showing his annoyance.
"I'll go to court first. After the morning court session, you inform the prince to wait for me in the Imperial Study after court." He strode forward with an air of dominance, then stopped after a few steps, turned around, and instructed, "Tell them to take good care of the Princess Consort."
"Yes, this servant will do it immediately." Zhu Dechang replied respectfully, a smile playing on his lips. In truth, even without Xuan Yuanlian's instructions, he would have done so; it was obvious to everyone how much the Emperor cared for the Princess Consort.
During the morning court session, Xuan Yuanlian was somewhat absent-minded, his mind filled with Yan Xinxian and the events of the previous night. He was dazed, then suddenly blushed. He realized he needed to hurry home and see if she was awake; he suddenly felt a pang of anxiety to see her.
Xuan Yuanlian spent the morning court session in a daze, listening to the ministers' remonstrances, offering a few perfunctory replies, and then announcing the end of the session. Of course, several proposals regarding the Bing Kingdom went unanswered; not because they disagreed, but because they completely ignored them. The ministers shook their heads, feeling helpless, thinking that the young emperor was sometimes not rational enough, as they went back to revise their memorials.
However, Xuan Yuan Mingyue saw all of this, but she couldn't understand what had happened to make her usually calm and wise elder brother so indifferent to state affairs. He had just mentioned Xuan Yuan Min, yet showed no concern whatsoever…
Xuan Yuan Lian hurriedly went to his bedchamber, but was stopped by the Grand Eunuch Zhu Dechang.
“Your Majesty, you have an appointment with Prince Mingyue. The Prince is still waiting for you in the Imperial Study.” Hearing Zhu Dechang's words, she realized she had seemingly forgotten about Mingyue, but then she remembered Yan Xinxian and turned to Zhu Dechang.
“Has the Princess Consort gotten up?”
“The Princess Consort has not yet gotten up,” Zhu Dechang replied, bowing his head.
“Hmm. Everyone wait for her, and serve her carefully.”
“Yes.”
“Prepare the carriage for the Imperial Study.” Zhu Dechang watched Xuan Yuan Lian's departing figure, then looked up at the sky… “Sigh… the weather is about to change…
” Having lived in the palace for so many years, how could he not know what was about to happen?! Everyone knew perfectly well, but they just didn't say it.
In the Imperial Study, "Brother, is there something you need from me?" Xuan Yuan Lian walked to the dragon throne and sat down.
"Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so distracted even in court? Is something troubling you? Tell me, and I'll see if I can ease your worries." Hearing Xuan Yuan Mingyue's question, Xuan Yuan Lian only smiled wickedly.
"No need. Even if you knew, it wouldn't ease my worries." Xuan Yuan Mingyue was taken aback. When had the two brothers ever been so distant?
"Mingyue, is there anything else? If not, you may return. I'm a little tired." Xuan Yuan Lian's voice was somewhat hoarse. Only then did Xuan Yuan Mingyue come to his senses.
"Xin Xian has run away from home. I wonder if she has come looking for you, Brother?"
"She did come looking for me. I heard you brought a woman back to the Prince's residence." Xuan Yuan Lian smiled lazily. Xuan Yuan Mingyue looked up at Xuan Yuan Lian sitting on the dragon throne and fell silent. Seeing that he didn't answer, Xuan Yuanlian said, "She doesn't want to go back for now. You know she can't accept this custom, so you should...
" Before Xuan Yuanlian could finish speaking, Xuan Yuanmingyue interrupted him, "She's a princess. She doesn't need to accept it. She only needs to be a virtuous and intelligent wife." Recalling that feeling of being caught in the act, Xuan Yuanmingyue's anger flared up again, but her tone remained calm. "If she'd rather be a shrew than a virtuous and intelligent princess, I don't need a wife like that."
After saying all this, Xuan Yuanmingyue, of course, couldn't notice the thinly dressed girl outside the imperial study. Bright tears welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed silently, trying hard not to let the tears fall... Silently, she turned and left... In another small, deserted house, she crouched in a corner, curled up.
Mingyue... so this is the kind of wife you've always wanted? I'm so stupid, aren't I? I was indeed very stupid, so stupid that I never saw through you, so stupid that I always thought I was your only one… You always found me annoying, didn't you? Annoyed by my loud arguments, annoyed by my irrationality. In your eyes, I was just a shrew… But do you know how much I love you, how much I really love you? Your so-called… shrew only exists for you… Do you even know that…
I was just a shrew after all. I'm sorry, I overestimated your feelings for me.
The surroundings were so quiet, as if time had stopped, as if a single movement could shatter this tranquility.
Yan Xinxian walked like a zombie, her eyes blank and empty. “Ah…
” With a sudden jolt, Yan Xinxian fell to the ground. “Ouch… hiss… who’s so reckless! Can’t you see where you’re going?” The palace maid, supporting herself, cursed at Yan Xinxian.
Yan Xinxian stood up, clutching her scraped arm, and looked up at the palace maid, her hair disheveled from the fall, the white liquid on the ground, and the Gu gu lying there.
Suddenly, a palace maid rushed towards Yan Xinxian. "Slap!" A handprint appeared on Yan Xinxian's face, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
The palace maid looked at Yan Xinxian with disdain. "Do you know that you broke the bird's nest that Consort Yun had bestowed upon you? Humph." Yan Xinxian, who had been tilting her head, turned her head and glared at the palace maid. She didn't say anything and just kept walking forward.
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The palace maid was a little angry when she saw that Yan Xinxian ignored her. She was Consort Yun's favorite! She had made Consort Yun very happy with her words. Besides, Consort Yun was currently in favor! Yan Xinxian was just a concubine who had been neglected by the emperor. Which servant in the palace would dare to ignore her like this? A palace maid grabbed Yan Xinxian. "Didn't you hear me?! Who told you to leave? You knocked over the stew that Consort Yun bestowed upon me, and you think you can just run away like that?" Yan Xinxian looked at the maid and asked, "Then what do you want?"
"What do you want? You couldn't afford to pay for it, could you?" The maid's gaze suddenly shifted to the only hairpin holding Yan Xinxian's hair up, and she reached out to take it. She had seen this hairpin since Yan Xinxian bumped into her, and she had never seen such a beautiful hairpin before. Even Consort Yun didn't have such a beautiful hairpin. Seeing her action, Yan Xinxian reacted by taking a few steps back, looking at her warily. "What do you want to do?!" The maid was taken aback: "Breaking a gift is a serious crime, but if you can offer that hairpin as compensation, perhaps I will let you go." After saying that, she reached out again for Yan Xinxian's hairpin, trying to take it off.
"I can't give you this hairpin!" Yan Xinxian shoved her hand away. This hairpin was a gift from Mingyue; she couldn't give it to her.
The palace maid got angry. "No? You have to have it!"
She stepped forward and started pushing and shoving Yan Xinxian. The palace maid flipped Yan Xinxian's left hand over, pinching it painfully. Yan Xinxian tried to pull her right hand away from her left.
Suddenly, the palace maid shoved Yan Xinxian with all her might. "Ah—" Yan Xinxian's right foot stepped on a slippery stone, causing her to lose her balance and fall backward. Her head slammed into the stone pavement, and blood flowed from the back of her head.
"Yueqing! What are you doing sneaking around there?!" A stern and shrill voice rang out from behind the palace maid. It was Zhu Dechang! Zhu Dechang immediately recognized Yueqing, a palace maid from Consort Yun's palace. Consort Yun had recently gained the Emperor's favor, entirely thanks to Yueqing's cunning, and she was highly regarded by Consort Yun.
However, Yueqing didn't hear anyone calling her. She glanced at Yan Xinxian lying on the cobblestone path, her head still bleeding, and panicked instantly.
She only wanted to escape the scene before anyone noticed. Thinking quickly, her feet involuntarily moved in another direction.
Zhu Dechang watched Yueqing hurriedly leave, a sense of foreboding creeping over him. He wanted to go and investigate, but instead saw a woman lying on the cobblestone path.
Zhu Dechang went forward and was immediately horrified! "Your Highness? What...what happened?" Seeing Yan Xinxian lying in a pool of blood nearly scared him to death.
"Help! Help! Help!" Several eunuchs and palace maids passing by outside the Imperial Garden rushed over upon hearing the commotion. They were shocked by the scene before them. While bloodshed was common in the palace, they hadn't expected anyone to dare commit such acts so openly in the Imperial Garden!
Lying in a pool of blood, Yan Xinxian could neither see nor hear anything. Her head was spinning, and she felt incredibly sleepy… Familiar images flashed through her mind… a sense of déjà vu… Shangguan You, Xuanyuan Mingyue, Xuanyuan Lian, the woman Shangguan You had exchanged for her… All of this played out in Yan Xinxian's mind like a cassette tape.
Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her face and silently splashing onto the ground. The fragile, powerless droplets mirrored Yan Xinxian's own vulnerability, yet they also revealed the purity of a lotus flower, evoking pity and a sense of utter devastation.
When I heard Zhu Dechang's report that she was injured in the Imperial Garden, my argument with my brother abruptly stopped. How could she have been injured out of the blue? ...
Hearing Zhu Dechang's words, my brother, somewhat bewildered, stepped down from his throne. "What happened! Where is she now? Take her to me immediately!"
"She's been taken to Qingsu Palace, and the imperial physicians are watching over her." Zhu Dechang had already led my brother away, leaving me alone.
At this moment, my feelings were incredibly complex, and inexplicable emotions were disturbing my heartstrings. What was wrong with me...? Did I love her? No... that was impossible, and it would never happen. I wouldn't let it happen to her either. Once a person is entangled in love, things become very dangerous... With these complicated feelings, I
returned to the Prince's residence. "Your Highness!" A guard pushed open the door. "Don't let anyone in. I want to be alone." After saying that, I stepped into the study, and the guard closed the door.
I sat in a chair, turning the pages of a book on the table.
My head ached a little, and I rubbed my head. "Sigh... what's going on...
" A commotion came from outside.
"Has the Prince returned? Open the door, I need to see the Prince!" the woman in red said to the guard.
Her maidservant seemed to want to clear a path for her, but the guard shoved her to the ground. "The Prince said no one is allowed to enter," the guard said sternly, staring at the fallen maidservant. "Get out of here!" Startled by the guard's shout, both the maidservant and the woman in red were taken aback.
The maidservant propped herself up on her hands, pointing at the ramrod-straight guard with her other hand, stammering, "You!...you!...you you you!...
" She seemed to want to say something, but a glance from the guard silenced her immediately. She lunged at the woman in red beside her: "Madam! You must help Huan'er! Even this lowly guard is climbing all over you! Look..."
The woman kicked Huan'er away from her feet, saying, "Get up! Stop spouting nonsense! All you think about are useless things."
Hearing this, I frowned. Heaven knows what kind of woman I'd brought back.
She's not even a fraction like Xin Xian… Why did I scold Xin Xian in the first place? Was it because she lacked the demeanor of a princess? "Ha..."
I walked to the door, opened it, and yelled at the woman, "What's all the noise about! What do you think this palace is!" "Look at the maids you've trained! They're making such a racket, like common women!"
"Your Highness, it's my fault for not teaching them properly." She then snuggled up to me, saying in a coquettish voice, "Your Highness, please don't be angry. I made you some soup to help you recover."
I glanced at her indifferently and said, "Take this soup back. I don't need it." I looked at the maid still lying on the ground, "And your maid too." I pushed her aside and closed the door.
"Your Highness!" The woman tried to step forward, but a guard stopped her. "Madam, please leave."
The woman's expression twisted, and she turned and kicked Huan'er on the ground: "What are you standing there for, you brat!" With that, she left. Huan'er slowly stood up and followed the woman's steps...
"What's wrong inside?" Xuan Yuanlian asked, grabbing the arm of a palace maid who had come out of Qingsu Palace.
"Your Majesty, please let me change the bloody water. The Princess's head is still bleeding profusely." Hearing the maid's words, and considering Yan Xinxian's life was in danger, Xuan Yuanlian released the maid. "Go."
Xuan Yuanlian turned around, frowning as he looked at the tightly closed vermilion gate and the people scrambling inside the gauze window.
He paced back and forth restlessly.
One hour, two hours, three hours passed. Xuan Yuanlian stood, walked anxiously, leaned against the wall, and even squatted (it's hard to imagine how he squatted).
Zhu Dechang, somewhat disapproving, walked over to Xuanyuan Lian and softly advised, "Your Majesty, why don't you go back and rest for a while? This servant is watching over you. You must know, your health is very precious; it's been three hours already...
" Xuanyuan Lian listened to Zhu Dechang's rambling, his right eye twitching a few times. It was already past noon...
The sky was getting dark, the sun was about to set, why hadn't it risen yet?
Had something happened? Xuanyuan Lian's impatience and unease grew, and he rushed forward.
Zhu Dechang blocked his way, shouting, "Your Majesty! You can't go in! This is against the rules!"
Xuan Yuanlian shoved Zhu Dechang aside and roared, "Get out! Let me in! Get out! All of you, get out of my way!" Guards stepped forward to block him, causing Xuan Yuanlian's hair to fall loose as he struggled... But he didn't give up, "Get out of my way! Believe me or not, I'll chop you all up!" Zhu Dechang looked at the struggling Xuan Yuanlian and felt endless sorrow. Was this still the intelligent and spiritual emperor he had raised? How could he have become like this?
"Your Majesty! You must understand! The woman inside is a princess, not the empress or your concubine! Your old servant raised her with his own hands, and she has been wise and intelligent since childhood! How can you be so foolish now?!" This time, Zhu Dechang didn't use the formal "you" to address him, but directly addressed him as "you" as he reprimanded Xuan Yuanlian.
Xuan Yuanlian suddenly fell silent... He looked at Zhu Dechang with a hint of despair, and slowly lowered his head again.
"Yes, what's wrong with me? Hehehehehe...
" Xuan Yuanlian suddenly burst into laughter, a tear streaming down his face (sob sob sob~~~ My favorite male lead is crying, mwah mwah mwah mwah).
The guards seemed somewhat surprised; none of them knew what Xuan Yuanlian was thinking. Only Zhu Dechang shook his head secretly... Perhaps, only Zhu Dechang could truly understand what he was thinking...
In a dream! Damn it, my head hurts so much! Where am I
?! Why are they putting out so much smoke? Where did they find those special effects? Yan Xinxian looked around in confusion. "Hey! Is anyone there?" There was no response. Yan Xinxian tried taking two steps forward. "Hey! Is anyone there?!"
"Am I dreaming?... What the hell is going on?! What kind of place is this?!" Yan Xinxian muttered as she walked, her mood suddenly becoming aggrieved. If one day she disappeared, would anyone come looking for her? Ha, don't flatter yourself, Yan Xinxian, who would come looking for you? You're just someone who exists or doesn't exist.
Yan Xinxian walked on unconsciously, the smoke slowly dissipating… A towering tree stood before her.
"Why is there another tree?" Yan Xinxian stared at the tree before her, "This must be a thousand-year-old tree, right? So thick, so long, so tall… Damn, what am I thinking? I'm getting off-topic…
" Smoke began to rise again from nowhere.
Suddenly, a slender, beautiful hand grabbed her arm. Looking down, the slender hand was eerily white, reminding Yan Xinxian of female ghosts. Could it really be a female ghost?! The sudden thought startled Yan Xinxian, causing her to swerve and shake off the slender hand, falling to the ground.
Yan Xinxian hurriedly looked up—it was a man! A man dressed in 21st-century clothing! Black suit pants, no belt, white shirt, no tie, the top three buttons undone, revealing his fair skin and beautiful collarbone.
Seeing Yan Xinxian, a surge of lust rose within her; she felt an urge to pounce on him… The man, watching Yan Xinxian still lost in her fantasies, smiled and extended his right hand. Yan Xinxian stared at his hand, so pure and white, like a flawless work of art. As if bewitched, she placed her hand on his slender, flawless hand, which radiated a slight coldness, seemingly devoid of warmth, chilling her to the bone.
The man pulled her up, still smiling, “Don’t you feel angry that you’re always being played by those men? Want to use your intelligence to get revenge on them?” Hearing his words, Yan Xinxian finally noticed his face; his eyelashes trembled slightly, still indifferent, a beautiful curve forming at the corners of his lips…
The man continued, “Don’t you even know what your name is anymore?…
” His nonchalant, dismissive tone made Yan Xinxian uncomfortable.
"You seem to have really forgotten... then let me tell you!"
The man held her right hand with his left, and with a wave of his left hand, the misty, white space transformed into a modern room.
Yan Xinxian looked at the man warily, "Who exactly are you? Why did you find me? What is your purpose?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, so many questions? Which one should I answer?" the man said with a charming smile.
Damn, why wasn't this man being so flamboyant just now...
Yan Xinxian rolled her eyes at him. The man released her hand, "Alright, my name is Mu Shenzhi. I came to find you for a mission, as for the purpose... it's just a mission."
"A mission? What mission?" Yan Xinxian asked.
"Why do you care so much? It won't do you any harm anyway." Mu Shenzhi walked forward, "Come here, look!" He looked up and gestured for her to look upwards.
On the huge bed, large enough to sleep five adult men, two figures were entangled.
The tall figure sat upright on the bed, tightly embracing the petite girl who was almost half her size in comparison. Her legs were spread, and she straddled his body. One arm tightly encircled her, the other supported her slender waist, his hand pressed against her neck, kissing her passionately. Intense kisses pierced her lips, leaving a trail of hickeys on her smooth neck and shoulders, lingering on her fully developed breasts, leaving wet marks. Between them, the tall figure pressed against her with such force that there was no gap. He thrust upwards repeatedly, each thrust feeling like a desperate attempt to kill her. The girl in his arms, exhausted, passively followed his rhythm. Each time he thrust upwards, her petite body was forcefully pressed down, as if unable to withstand the intense movement, she sobbed softly, her small hands clinging tightly to his... The large figure's shoulders seemed so strong that if you didn't hold on tightly, you'd be violently thrown off. Her head was thrown back, the pleasure accompanying the intense thrusting was too much for the petite girl to bear. With each powerful thrust, the girl involuntarily arched backward, even though she was exhausted. The natural reaction was beyond her control. His broad hands firmly pressed against the back of her head, holding her body still, and she was occasionally forced to accept his passionate, splashing kisses, her body trembling as he sucked on her…
Yan Xinxian had a bad feeling. She looked at Mu Shenzhi warily: "What is this? What do you mean?"
Mu Shenzhi smiled strangely: "Hmm… to help you recover your memories." Suddenly, he pushed Yan Xinxian hard, and her body fell backward with a "splash—". The room had somehow transformed into a swimming pool, the floor now a pale blue water.
Yan Xinxian submerged herself in the water. She couldn't swim, and something had entered her ears, nose, and eyes. She struggled desperately to rise, but the more she struggled, the faster she felt herself sinking… Through the surface, she saw Mu Shenzhi's eerie smile again. Was she really going to die? …
So dizzy… Yan Xinxian gave up struggling, her body slowly sinking, sinking…

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