The Romantic Journey Through Time: Huanzhu Fengli

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Upon waking, Sun Feng found himself transported to the world of "Princess Pearl," becoming Fu Ertai, the second young master of the Fu family. (To avoid confusion, the protagonist's name will be referred to as Fu Ertai from now on.) It was his fifth day in the world of "Princess Pearl." A maidservant ran to him and said, "Second Young Master, Consort Ling summons you to the palace immediately."

Consort Ling was Fu Ertai's mother's younger sister and also his aunt—a very beautiful and mature woman.

Ertai said he understood and waved the maidservant away. He then hurriedly washed and dressed. He dared not neglect Consort Ling's summons; once upon a time, a mature woman like Consort Ling, still possessing a captivating charm, had been Ertai's favorite.

Ertai quickly finished washing his face, brushing his teeth, and combing his hair, then used his light-footed skills to arrive at the palace gates.

After greeting the familiar guards and showing his waist token, Ertai entered the inner courtyard of the palace and arrived at Consort Ling's boudoir. His heart pounded, and even as he typed these words, his hands trembled slightly.

Ertai pushed open the door to the main hall where Consort Ling resided. The interior was lavishly furnished, but the room was empty. He was puzzled; Consort Ling had summoned him, so why wasn't she here? Just as

Ertai was wondering, a maid's voice came from an inner room in the southwest corner, saying, "Your Highness, the water is cold. Let me refill it for you."

"Mm,"

a pleasant, mature female voice replied. Ertai recognized the voice immediately; it was his aunt, Consort Ling's voice.

Ertai's heart pounded even harder. Consort Ling was bathing! He had arrived at the perfect moment! Ertai suddenly felt like a good person; otherwise, why would Heaven be so kind to him?

Suddenly, Ertai heard the inner room door open softly. He knew the maid who had come to fetch water had come out. He darted away and hid on Consort Ling's fragrant bed.

Ertai lowered the bed curtains and slipped under the covers, feeling the unique scent of his aunt. His nose was filled with a fragrant aroma, and his body involuntarily began to change.

Suddenly, Ertai's eyes fell on a pile of clothes in the corner of the bed. They were the kind of clothes seen in TV dramas—forgive the author's poor writing skills for not being able to describe them—but Ertai could appreciate them, especially since these clothes were ones his aunt had just taken off, still retaining her body heat and fragrance.

Ertai rummaged through them, and finally, the purple undergarment that he had been dreaming of was in his hands. Embroidered with a large rose, it was right in the center of the undergarment.

Ertai held the undergarment to his nose, greedily inhaling the faint, sweet milky scent, a refreshing and intoxicating aroma. He couldn't help but fantasize about his concubine's breasts, imagining those two fair and smooth mounds, and the alluring, deep cleavage.

Gradually, he noticed the purple underpants, a short, delicate version with patterns that perfectly covered Consort Ling's most intimate parts. Ertai held them in his hands, gently stroking them. The underpants were incredibly smooth, and he couldn't resist bringing his nose close, smelling a faint, unusual odor.

His mind went blank for a moment, feeling an unusual hardness below, as if his pants were about to spill out. He couldn't resist, pulling the purple underpants over his genitals and unconsciously masturbating.

At that moment, the maid who had brought water entered the inner room again. Ertai, still with Consort Ling's purple underpants wrapped around his genitals, pulled up his pants, clutching his concubine's small undergarment, and quietly walked towards the half-open door.

Hearing the splashing water coming from inside, Ertai's heart pounded even harder.

Chapter 002 Self-Comfort After gently pushing open the inner room door, Ertai saw a curtain. Through the transparent curtain, he could vaguely glimpse Consort Ling in the pool, her hands cupping water droplets, then slowly lifting them up, letting them flow down her smooth body. He couldn't see very clearly through the curtain. Then a gust of wind blew by, and the curtain fluttered, revealing his concubine bathing in the wooden tub. She was truly as pure as a plum blossom.

Her legs were so delicate, gently lifted in the water, still covered with a few water droplets. Especially the dark lotus buds deep within her legs, floating in the water, ignited Ertai's lust. He only wanted to press this most favored beauty of the emperor beneath him and pamper her.

At this moment, Consort Ling waved to the palace maid serving her and said, "You can go out now. Close the door. If Ertai comes, tell him to wait outside."

The maid acknowledged and slipped out. Ertai, as usual, hid. After the maid closed the main hall door, he secretly slipped back to the inner chamber door and peeked through the crack.

Consort Ling, of course, was unaware that Ertai was spying on her from behind. After a while, she turned her back to Ertai, sat on the edge of the wooden tub, and cupped her two full, white breasts in her hands, gently squeezing and kneading them, her breath coming in short gasps.

After a while of caressing, the two bright red nipples slowly swelled and hardened in her palm. Consort Ling felt an increasingly intense pleasure. One hand stroked her breasts and nipples, while the other slid down her smooth body, past the deep lotus bud, to the outer edge of the swollen, deep red labia. Her breathing grew heavier.

Because Consort Ling had her back to Ertai, he could only see her arms trembling slightly and her body shaking, but he couldn't see exactly what she was doing. However, through his experience, he understood the meaning behind her actions. During this period, the emperor was extremely

busy with important affairs of state, and inevitably neglected Consort Ling's favor for a time. This must have been very painful for Consort Ling; at least she had tasted the pleasure of being stimulated by desire. When a woman is not satisfied for too long, she will feel empty and lonely. Especially for a woman of Consort Ling's age, full of youthful vigor, loneliness was most unbearable. Therefore, such self-comfort was not considered a reckless act in the harem.

Ertai was somewhat aroused, especially since the other party was Consort Ling, whom he had always fantasized about, and who was now his concubine. A strange, abnormally violent current surged through him, making him unable to resist biting his concubine's bodice in his mouth, closing his eyes and frantically licking it. His raging head was covered by the underwear that smelled of Consort Ling's body. While watching, he fantasized about pressing Consort Ling down and serving her beautifully, while frantically stroking his head.

In modern times, he had heard of nude chat, but now Consort Ling and Ertai were using nude chat in such a real way, acting so realistically in the same space. Ertai's body felt like a house on fire, so impulsive that he couldn't control himself, and he couldn't help but speed up his movements.

"Ahhhhh—I want—I want—ah—so good—ah—I'm flying—mmm—"

Consort Ling murmured in a daze, her body pressed tightly against the wooden tub wall, her body curling up and down with each movement, the water in the tub rippling and swaying with her movements.

Seeing his concubine, whom he had always fantasized about, masturbating in front of him, no longer the demure lady she once was, her desperate cries sounding like those of a lustful woman, Ertai really wanted to rush over, grab Consort Ling, and enter her body, to tell her that he was better than the emperor she loved, that he could give her the happiness the emperor couldn't.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare. He could only stand behind Consort Ling, secretly watching her masturbate. After a while, Consort Ling's breathing became heavy, her body heaving violently, her eyes glazed, her face flushed, her two full, white breasts already deformed from being squeezed in her hands.

"Ahhhh…I want…give me…I want it so much…"

Consort Ling murmured incessantly, fantasizing about a thick, hard penis thrusting into her sweet little hole, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body trembled more and more violently, and her cries of ecstasy, now a thin thread, uncontrollably gushed from her throat.

Consort Ling's sudden arrival instantly ignited Ertai's passion. He frantically grabbed Consort Ling's bodice and pressed it to his face, kissing and biting it wildly. At the same time, the hand gripping the dragon's head below him quickened its pace. As waves of tingling, numbness, itching, and swelling washed over him, as if thousands of insects were crawling through his body, Ertai's mind went blank.

"Ah, Consort Ling, ah, Aunt, I want you, I want to fuck you to death, I want—"

Ertai screamed wildly in his heart. Finally, together with Consort Ling, amidst her hysterical screams, Ertai ejaculated his thick white semen onto Consort Ling's underwear.

"Ahhh—ahhh—ah!"

Consort Ling and Ertai screamed together, their voices muffled.

Afterwards, Consort Ling slumped in the wooden tub, her two lotus-root-like arms draped over the edge. She sat limply in the clear water, breathing rapidly. Suddenly, she sighed, looking very mournful. Ertai knew that this self-comfort couldn't satisfy her desires. If possible, Ertai would gladly take the Emperor's place and let his beloved concubine find complete release.

A moment later, Consort Ling stood up from the water. She turned to face Ertai directly. Ertai abruptly stepped back, leaving only his eyes fixed on her. Consort Ling's smooth, white body was now fully revealed to him.

She was flawlessly white, like a piece of beautiful jade. Her two firm, not-too-large breasts stood proudly facing Ertai, their two small, pink nipples as delicate and alluring as a baby's.

Slowly, Ertai's gaze slid down to Consort Ling's willow-like waist, where he saw the lush foliage, so beautiful, so captivating. Especially the buds hidden among the fragrant grass, flushed a vibrant red from past passion, opening and closing slightly with Consort Ling's soft breaths, as if they could speak.

Ertai finally saw the scene from his dream; he felt an urge to have a nosebleed. Consort Ling's two most important parts were now so clear, even more captivating and beautiful than he had imagined.

Consort Ling stretched out her lotus-root-like arms, took a light gauze from the clothes rack and draped it over herself, then stepped out of the wooden tub, her crystal-clear jade feet landing on the soft carpet. She slowly walked towards Ertai, who knew he should step aside.

A quarter of an hour later, Ertai casually re-entered his concubine's palace. Upon entering, he saw maids and servants kneeling on the floor.

Chapter 003 The Guardian Empress Ertai was somewhat puzzled. Just a moment ago everything was fine, how come the maids and servants were all kneeling on the ground?

Ertai looked at Consort Ling, who was sitting in a chair with a ruddy complexion. Judging from the displeasure on her face, she must be angry.

"Your subject Ertai greets Consort Ling."

Ertai hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and paid his respects to his aunt. To be honest, Ertai was somewhat annoyed. He was a modern man, and he had never experienced kneeling every day. He really wanted to come up with an "easy kneeling" game to play with.

Speaking of "easy kneeling," Ertai couldn't help but think of the clever and beautiful Little Swallow. She was only sixteen years old this year and should be performing on the street right now. He really should find an opportunity to meet her.

Seeing Ertai kowtow, Consort Ling's anger softened somewhat. She forced a smile and said gently, "Ertai, rise. We're all family, no need to be so polite."

Ertai replied, "Thank you, Aunt."

He then stood up, staring at the neatly dressed Consort Ling, admiring her beautiful appearance and sexy figure. He couldn't help but recall the scene from earlier, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards her chest.

Whether Consort Ling noticed Ertai's actions or not, she gave him a complicated look. Ertai quickly averted his gaze and said, "I wonder what Your Majesty's purpose is in summoning me?"

Consort Ling waved to the kneeling maids and servants. They gave Ertai grateful looks before bowing and meekly retreating.

After the servants left, Consort Ling pointed to a chair to the side and said, "Ertai, please sit."

Ertai didn't stand on ceremony, thanked Her Majesty, and sat down in the seat below Consort Ling. Consort Ling said, "Ertai, things haven't been peaceful in the palace lately. I'm short-handed, so come and guard me for a while."

Ertai was overjoyed. Perfect! He'd been worried about finding an opportunity to get close to Consort Ling, and now she wanted him as her guard. It was like a pillow being delivered to his head just as he was about to go to sleep. Ertai knelt down, kowtowed three times, and respectfully said, "Ertai obeys."

Actually, the "peace" Consort Ling mentioned in the palace was nothing more than infighting among the concubines, sometimes even involving violence. Many concubines had their mothers unjustly killed, and Ertai naturally wouldn't let his aunt be harmed.

Consort Ling said, "Ertai, you and your brother Erkang are the people I trust most. With you protecting me, I feel very reassured."

Ertai thanked her for her trust and said he would do his best to live up to her expectations. He seemed to particularly like the promise of "doing his best."

Ertai asked, "Auntie, what just happened? Why are all these servants kneeling on the ground?"

Seeing him ask, the usually gentle and mild-mannered auntie couldn't help but become angry, huffing, "What else could it be? These useless servants can't even keep an eye on the house. They've lost two things."

"Lost things?"

Ertai raised an eyebrow, asking, "What things?"

Hearing Ertai's question, Consort Ling's face flushed a beautiful, intoxicating blush. She said vaguely, "It's nothing important, but it's very important to me."

Ertai immediately understood; Consort Ling had lost the small undergarment and trousers he held in his possession.

However, Ertai pretended not to know and quickly assured her, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, with me here, such a thing will never happen again."

Consort Ling smiled and said, "Yes, Ertai, I've always trusted you. Actually, between you and your brother, I love you the most. Do you remember when you were little, I held you in my arms?"

Ertai quickly replied, "I remember, I remember Your Majesty loved me the most."

But in his heart, he thought, "I remember my foot! I wasn't even here then. But I do hope you love me now, and hold me like you did before."

Chapter 004 The Flower Thief After kneeling and paying his respects to Consort Ling, Ertai went straight back to the Fu family. He found a basin of clean water, dismissed the servants, and secretly hid in his room to wash the water stains on his concubine's underpants.

The afternoon passed quietly in Ertai's fantasies about his concubine. After dinner, he chatted with his mother for a while before returning to his room. Perhaps it was because Ertai was in the prime of his youth and had practiced martial arts for many years, but his body was unusually prone to impulsiveness. He had ejaculated twice today while handling Consort Ling's undergarments, and by evening, he was aroused again.

Ertai was very hot, so he asked Xiao Anzi to get him a bucket of cold water. Ertai took a nice cold shower, but to his dismay, the cold water did not suppress the heat in his heart.

In the early morning, Ertai could no longer contain himself and just wanted to sneak out of the mansion to find a prostitute to relieve his pent-up desire. He didn't dare to go through the main gate, so he tried to climb over the wall in the backyard. However, as he was passing through the backyard, he suddenly saw two figures climbing over the wall of the Fu family mansion.

The two figures landed lightly, and Ertai immediately became alert. Having practiced martial arts for many years, he could tell from their wall-climbing movements that they were quite skilled. He secretly hid behind a thick tree, quietly observing their actions. The two

men moved forward stealthily, skillfully avoiding the Fu family's night-patrolling servants. In the Fu family compound, it was as if they were strolling through their own garden; it seemed this wasn't their first time there. Ertai became even more vigilant, quietly following behind them.

After bypassing the patrolling guards, the two men climbed over the wall of an inner courtyard, then knocked out a servant with a single blow. They headed towards a brightly lit house.

Ertai gasped. Wasn't that the residence of his father Fu Lun's fourth concubine, Nalan Zhu? Damn it, they dared to lay a finger on my fourth concubine! I'll kill them both in a minute.

Upon reaching the door, the two men stopped. The younger one said to the older one, "Hey, are you sure there's no problem? I've heard that the two young men from the Fu family are both Imperial Guards, and they're incredibly skilled. If they were here, we'd be dead." "

Pah! You call yourself a 'flower-gathering bee'? How can you be so cowardly? So what if he's an Imperial Guard? My martial arts aren't weak either. Am I afraid of him?"

the older one retorted disdainfully.

"It's not that I'm afraid of him, it's just that caution is always wise. If we make one wrong step, will we still be alive to gather flowers?"

the younger one argued defiantly.

"Hmph, if you're too scared, fine. I'll go in, you keep watch outside for me,"

the older one sneered, then made a move to enter Nalan Zhu's bedroom.

“We agreed to go in together,” the older man said. “I’ll go in with you.”

Seeing that the older one wanted him to keep watch, the younger one refused and quickly followed. The older one turned around and whispered, “That’s right. Nalan Zhu is known as the most beautiful woman in Manchuria. It’s such a good deal for that old eunuch Fu Lun. How could he marry such a beautiful woman?”

Then the two of them kicked open Nalan Zhu’s door. A gust of wind blew in, and the candlelight inside flickered. Several maids who were serving Nalan Zhu as she went to bed saw two men in black rush in. They instinctively blushed and were about to scream when the older man in black suddenly flicked his sleeve. A hissing sound followed, and a strange fragrance quickly wafted out. Then, the maids fell to the ground with thuds.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Nalan Zhu's face turned deathly pale as she stared in terror at the two men in black who had suddenly barged in. She was only wearing a thin veil, her beautiful body half-hidden. Seeing the two men approaching with lewd smiles, she quickly pulled the blanket over herself, trying to cover herself.

However, in the haste of the event, she only managed to cover most of her figure; one exquisite foot and a small section of her smooth, white calf were exposed, trembling.

"Damn, truly worthy of being called the most beautiful woman in Manchuria! She's so well-proportioned, even her feet are so beautiful. Following that damned eunuch Fu Lun was a huge mistake,"

the older man in black chuckled wickedly.

"Yes, this is the first time I've ever seen such beautiful feet. Don't worry, beauty, your brothers will be here to keep you company soon, hehehe."

The younger man, having completely forgotten about Ertai and Erkang, was now completely under his thumb. His body was swollen and bulging, as if it were about to burst, creating a huge tent in his pants.

Their only thought now was to pin this most beautiful woman in Manchuria down and give her a good time.

Nalan Zhu hadn't expected two unknown men in black to suddenly break into the heavily guarded Fu family home, their faces filled with lewd lust. She forgot to scream for help, only cowering in the corner, trembling. It wasn't until the two men in black pounced on her that she seemed to remember to scream for help, "Come—"

Unfortunately, she opened her beautiful red lips, only managing to utter one word before the first man in black covered her mouth. Manchu women are known for their strong character; although Nalan Zhu was terrified by the two men in black, in this critical moment, she forcefully raised her feet and wildly kicked at the man in black's head and chest.

However, her strength was no match for the man in black. With his other hand, he gripped her ankle. Unable to struggle, Nalan Zhu suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the man's large hand that was covering her.

"Ah!"

the black man cried out in pain, his hand bleeding from the bite. He broke out in a cold sweat, and in his anger, he was about to slap Nalan Zhu, but remembering he would have to subdue her later and a bruised and battered face wouldn't look good, he refrained. Instead, he grabbed Nalan Zhu's throat and threw a dark brown pill into her mouth.

"Gulp!"

Nalan Zhu, with her throat gripped, swallowed the pill. Then the man turned around, lewdly... Laughing at the younger one, he said, "Alright, come and enjoy this little hussy. She's taken my 'Exclusive Aphrodisiac Powder,' and in less than a quarter of an hour, even a virgin will turn into a harlot, hahaha."

The man laughed triumphantly, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face. His companion stood stiffly in place, staring blankly ahead, his pupils unfocused, a thick trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a short sword protruding from his heart, its tip gleaming coldly.

Chapter 005 Burning Hot All Over "Ah?"

The older man in black gasped as he saw the sharp sword protruding from his companion's heart. He reached into his robes, cautiously on guard.

"He's dead. Next, it's your turn."

A cold voice came from behind his dead companion, as chilling as ice in the dead of winter.

"Who are you?"

the man in black asked, his voice trembling. To kill his companion, whose skills were no less than his own, without anyone noticing, the person must be incredibly strong.

"Fu Ertai,"

Ertai's voice grew even colder.

"Ertai, save me!"

Nalan Zhu cried out, her eyes brimming with tears. Ertai looked at her; her face was flushed, her body trembling slightly, her lips a purplish-red, also shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing his fourth aunt's tragic face, her tear-streaked cheeks, her terrified expression, and her trembling body, Ertai gripped his short sword tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, his knuckles cracking loudly.

"You deserve to die! You shouldn't have provoked my fourth aunt!"

Ertai's gaze shot towards the man in black like lightning.

"Whether or not to provoke him depends on the weapon I wield."

The man in black was wary of Ertai, but he also knew that if he wanted to escape from Ertai's grasp, he had to strike first, taking advantage of Ertai's unpreparedness. Perhaps Ertai could gain an advantage if he was

caught off guard. In a flash, the man in black conjured a pair of butterfly swords, wielding them with ferocious speed like a cheetah as he charged towards Ertai.

"Hmph!"

A contemptuous sneer appeared on Ertai's lips. He then used his short sword to strike, parry, thrust, and sweep, neutralizing the man in black's attack in just four moves. He then kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying.

Ertai then stepped forward, raised his foot, and forcefully stomped on the man's neck. With a sharp twist of his toe, several crisp cracking sounds were heard as Ertai broke several bones in the man's neck.

The man, who had just lifted himself up, collapsed back down with a clatter, the butterfly swords in his hand falling to the ground. Ertai, his throat pressed down, pressed his foot, his face turning purple, weakly hissing and moaning in pain.

Ertai kicked the swords away, coldly looking at the man and saying, "You shouldn't have provoked my fourth aunt. However, I respect you as a man. You were right beside her just now, yet you didn't take her hostage to threaten me. That proves you're still a man. But since you've offended my fourth aunt, you must die. Commit suicide."

With that, Ertai handed the man a short sword. The man's eyes rolled back, and he looked at Ertai with terror, a pitiful sight of someone struggling in his death throes. He raised his hand, weakly and slowly reaching for the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, the instant the man in black touched the hilt of the sword, the pain and pleading on his face were replaced by ruthlessness. He gripped the hilt Ertai had offered him, stared fiercely at Ertai, and swung the sword with a backhand motion, thrusting it forcefully at Ertai.

'Ah!' "Thud!" Suddenly, the sound of a blade piercing a heart echoed in the room. A spurt of blood gushed out as a dagger plunged straight into the man's heart. The man's eyes widened; he died without ever understanding how this trick had happened.

Ertai had trusted him so easily, handing him the knife and telling him to commit suicide. The arrogant man should never have imagined that he would suddenly turn against him.

This... was too unbelievable.

"Ugh—" The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his head lolled to the side, and he died, forever carrying this mystery to the afterlife.

In truth, Ertai hadn't known that the man would suddenly turn on him. He had assumed the man was already on his deathbed. However, Ertai was a person who had transmigrated from the modern era. In his time, every corner was filled with deceit and treachery. Although he had no intention of harming others, Ertai was very wary of others and self-preservation.

Therefore, the instant the man took the sword hilt, Ertai drew the dagger hidden in the blade from the end of the hilt. A second before the man could swing his sword in a backhand swing, Ertai's dagger was already thrust out.

"I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the gutter."

For some reason, Ertai recited this poem.

After killing the two men in black, Ertai took out a packet of corpse-dissolving powder from his pocket, sprinkled some on their wounds, and with a hissing sound and rising mist, the two bodies instantly vanished.

Nalan Zhu, trembling on the bed, stared wide-eyed at Ertai in astonishment, her mouth agape as if she could swallow an egg.

"Alright, Fourth Aunt, it's alright now."

Ertai clapped his hands in satisfaction as he watched the two corpses disappear, then walked to Nalan Zhu's side and asked with concern, "Fourth Aunt, are you alright?"

"No... I'm fine... Thank you for saving me, Second Young Master. "

For some reason, Nalan Zhu's originally fair face was now flushed even more. She trembled uncontrollably, her words broken and fragmented, and her gaze towards Ertai suddenly held a burning intensity. "

Fourth Aunt, are you really alright?"

Ertai sensed something was wrong with Nalan Zhu, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. Suddenly, he mustered his courage and reached out to touch Nalan Zhu's forehead. He saw that her forehead was burning hot, as if she had a high fever.

"Oh dear, Fourth Aunt, you have a fever? Do you have any medicine in your room? You need to take some quickly."

Ertai stood up, as if to find some medicine.

Nalan Zhu suddenly grasped his hand tightly. Her hand was delicate and soft, and now it was burning hot. Feeling her small, tender hand in his, Ertai's heart pounded restlessly.

"Don't...don't go...stay...stay with me, okay?" Nalan

Zhu gripped Ertai's hand even tighter, her palms damp with sweat. She lowered her head shyly, unable to look at Ertai's face. Ertai was her nominal son; how could she have uttered such words? How could the once fiercely virtuous Nalan Zhu bear this?

At this moment, the restlessness within her body was like a raging sea, roaring and churning, engulfing her, giving her a thrilling sensation of being overturned by a huge wave and crashing heavily onto the beach. She didn't understand why, but a sudden heat surged in her lower abdomen. She desperately craved something cool to enter her body and relieve the heat.

Chapters 006-007: Midnight Snack Someone once said, "The long night is hard to end."

Ertai didn't understand the meaning of these four words, but he had a premonition that tonight would not be an ordinary night.

"Fourth Aunt, are you really alright without taking some medicine?" "

Ertai had been watching from the doorway, looking for an opportunity to subdue the enemy. The man in black had his back to him, so Ertai didn't see him give Nalan Zhu a pill of the 'Supreme Joyful Powder.' Seeing that his fourth aunt had a high fever but refused to take the medicine, he asked with concern,

'No need for medicine, I'm fine, I'm just burning up, I…'

Nalan Zhu couldn't finish her sentence. She was a conservative woman, and how could she say certain things in front of her nominal son?

'How about I pour you some cool water so you can take a shower? That will help cool you down, okay?'" Ertai

took Fourth Aunt's small hand in his own, gently stroking her forehead, and spoke to her in a tone as if coaxing a child.

"No, I don't have that kind of fever, I'm..."

Nalan Zhu's body suddenly trembled violently. She bit her lip desperately, but couldn't stop the trembling. Gradually, her face turned pale, her lips turned white, and her trembling became even more intense.

"Fourth Aunt, are you alright?"

Ertai grew anxious, tightly grasping Nalan Zhu's hand, stroking it to comfort and ease her pain. Gradually, although Ertai hadn't seen the man in black feed Nalan Zhu the aphrodisiac, seeing her reaction, he could roughly guess what had happened. "Ertai, hold me, hold me tight, I want..." Nalan Zhu suddenly released her tightly bitten lips, her body burning with restlessness. A somewhat flirtatious expression appeared on her face, a far cry from her

usual

demure demeanor as a lady of high birth.

"Hold...hold...hold you?"

For some reason, Ertai suddenly stammered. He was usually quite shameless with women, why was he so useless today? Could it be that Nalan Zhu had left a deep and good impression on him, and he held her in high esteem, without any improper intentions?

"Hold me, Ertai, please hold me, I want it so badly."

Nalan Zhu's face flushed crimson, and she practically begged Ertai to hold her.

Looking at Nalan Zhu's beautiful face and smelling her fragrance, Ertai was moved. He almost involuntarily reached out and pulled Nalan Zhu into his arms. "

Mmm..."

Just as Ertai embraced her, Nalan Zhu's body trembled violently. She let out a long sigh, pressing her hot, beautiful body tightly against Ertai's. Her full, high breasts pressed firmly against Ertai's chest, distorting its shape.

Ertai couldn't help but hold Nalan Zhu even tighter. He saw fine beads of fragrant sweat on Nalan Zhu's fair, rosy neck. Each drop, dazzling like ice crystals, hung from her fragrant neck, swaying and swirling with Nalan Zhu's rapid breathing, falling gently and warmly onto the back of Ertai's hand.

"Ertai..."

Nalan Zhu smelled the masculine scent emanating from Ertai and felt his strong, warm embrace. Intoxicated and under the influence of the drug, Nalan Zhu couldn't help but tilt her head back, raising her snow-white neck to show it to Ertai, and let out a long, comfortable moan.

That sound was the most beautiful and moving celestial music Ertai had ever heard. He would never forget this breathtaking moment.

Involuntarily, he reached out, his fingertips trembling as he touched her delicate pink neck. Feeling the soft warmth at his fingertips, he abruptly withdrew his fingers, then reached out again, this time stroking it directly with his palm.

Nalan Zhu's neck was silky smooth and supple, intoxicating Ertai. Under his burning caresses, Nalan Zhu's breathing grew heavier.

Ertai's hand moved up Nalan Zhu's neck, brushing against her soft cheeks like a gentle breeze. His fingers touched her fragrant lips, soft and delicate, leaving Ertai's fingertips filled with a warm fragrance.

"Kiss me..."

Nalan Zhu murmured, lost in ecstasy, uttering words she never imagined in her entire life.

Ertai was slightly taken aback, but at this moment he became somewhat numb and mechanical. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and kissed those pink, warm, fragrant lips.

Their lips touched, like a spark igniting, the exquisite beauty of that instant sending jolts through their bodies. Ertai opened his mouth, his tongue capturing Nalan Zhu's lively, vibrant red tongue. Nalan Zhu murmured indistinctly, her tongue entwined and chasing Ertai's.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the earth seemed to stop turning, life seemed to end here, this kiss seemed eternal!

The moonlight, like frost, bathed them, seemingly providing a perfect commentary on their deep embrace. The pale moonlight illuminated their faces, its luxurious creamy yellow hue speaking of their passionate love.

Gasps, saliva, and heartbeats mingled together. Suddenly, Nalan Zhu's body grew increasingly hot. The heat from the deepest part of her heart allowed her to completely release her long-suppressed emotions. She pressed herself against Ertai's body, her soft little hands caressing his delicate cheeks. Then, she lowered her head and used her teeth to unbutton Ertai's outer garment.

"Fourth Aunt?"

Ertai looked up, questioning Nalan Zhu. He marveled at the potency of the drug, which could turn a virgin into a wanton woman in an instant.

"Shh, don't speak."

Nalan Zhu actually twisted her body seductively, rubbing against Ertai, then gave him a series of alluring glances, gently covering his lips with her small hand and whispering, "Just do it, don't say anything, okay?"

"Mmm."

Ertai obediently nodded, staring blankly at Nalan Zhu, slowly untying their bonds.

Nalan Zhu had already removed Ertai's outer garment and unbuttoned her own, revealing a milky-white undergarment and panties underneath. Seeing Nalan Zhu's proud breasts filling the tight undergarment, Ertai's erection involuntarily hardened.

"Ah... Ertai... I want... kiss me... kiss me hard... ah... I'm so hot..."

Nalan Zhu moaned in a daze, tilting her head back forcefully. One delicate hand traced her smooth, white neck, while her other hand, right in front of Ertai, placed on her full breasts and began to vigorously knead them through the thin undergarment.

"Ah...so good...Ertai...what are you waiting for...take me...ah...I'm so hot..."

Seeing his familiar fourth concubine suddenly turn into a wanton woman, a strange lust rose in Ertai's heart. He flew up and closed the door, then ran to his fourth concubine's side, hugged her plump body, and kissed her fragrant lips deeply.

"Mmm...delicious...hurry...use your tongue on me...I want...I want..."

Nalan Zhu called out urgently, making 'mmm' sounds. She couldn't wait to suck Ertai's tongue into her mouth, and they entwined passionately. Ertai was driven by her, kissing her wildly, feeling slightly short of breath. He was about to stick out his tongue to breathe, but Nalan Zhu held him tightly.

After kissing for a while, Nalan Zhu released Ertai. Looking at Ertai's handsome face, Nalan Zhu said impulsively and passionately, "Ertai, give it to me, give me your things, I want..."

Without waiting for Ertai's reaction, she brazenly removed Ertai's clothes, her alluring red tongue tracing patterns on his face, kissing and licking, then moving downwards, moaning "Oh, oh, ah" as she licked Ertai's nipples.

"Ah... Fourth Aunt... you're so good at this... I feel so good."

Ertai's breathing became heavy; under Nalan Zhu's teasing tongue, he felt a surge of pleasure.

Receiving Ertai's praise, Nalan Zhu served him even more diligently. She took Ertai's hand and placed it on her breast. Ertai felt the amazing softness and elasticity in his palm, and he couldn't help but knead it vigorously.

"Ah... Ertai... You're so good at this... Ah... I feel so good... Give it to me... Harder... Squeeze my breasts harder... I can't take it anymore... I want... Ahhh..."

Nalan Zhu babbled incoherently. Under Ertai's kneading, she twisted her body wildly. Suddenly, she roughly pushed Ertai onto the bed, then straddled his lap, still letting Ertai's hands knead her breasts. Her tongue, however, traveled down Ertai's nipples, through his muscular abdomen, to the head of his penis, leaving a long trail of saliva on his lower abdomen.

"Ertai... Squeeze me... Squeeze me harder... I like you so much... Love me... Love me harder..."

At this moment, Nalan Zhu had completely turned into a harlot under the influence of the drug. She looked at Ertai lasciviously and grinned foolishly. Then, under Ertai's astonished gaze, Nalan Zhu frantically pressed her face against the head of Ertai's penis, rubbing it wildly.

"Ah...Fourth Aunt...So comfortable...I feel so good...Ah..."

Ertai breathed heavily in pleasure, unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart. He almost tore off Nalan Zhu's bodice, peeling off her two plump, pink breasts. He couldn't help but knead them vigorously with his hands. This tangible beauty was something that could not be replaced by clothing.

"Ah...Ertai...You're so good at...Ah, harder...Love your aunt with all your might...Auntie loves you so much...Auntie wants to be your woman...Harder...Squeeze Auntie's breasts raw...Ah ah...So good..."

Nalan Zhu raised her head in pleasure, shouting like a madwoman. Then she bent down and used her teeth to pull off Ertai's trousers. His thick, heavy penis bounced free from its restraints and slapped Nalan Zhu's face with a 'smack'.

Nalan Zhu stared at Ertai's enormous dragon with shining eyes. She stuck out her tongue, panting softly, her face full of lust. She knelt between Ertai's legs, parted them, and grasped his nearly erect penis with her small hands. She extended her alluring red tongue and quickly licked the swollen glans.

Although Nalan Zhu had never performed such shameful oral sex before, out of a woman's instinct, and under the influence of the drug causing hallucinations, she naturally did it. She licked Ertai's penis in circles, moaning lustfully, her body twisting wildly. Her full breasts broke free from Ertai's hands, swaying from side to side and rubbing against Ertai's scrotum. Every now and then, she would tease Ertai's balls with her two pink nipples.

The sensations from Nalan Zhu's tongue and the tingling on her nipples reached Ertai's body, arousing him to the point of near madness. He suddenly sat up, embraced Nalan Zhu's head, and kneaded her delicate earlobes with both hands.

Nalan Zhu's earlobe was her G-spot, and now, teased by Ertai, she felt increasingly pleasurable, her movements becoming even more wanton. Kneeling on the bed, she swayed her large, white buttocks like a female dog, her disheveled hair obscuring most of her face. She bent down, opened her small mouth, and little by little, tentatively took Ertai's penis into her mouth.

"Ah...Fourth Aunt...ah..."

Ertai's body trembled uncontrollably. He tightly embraced Nalan Zhu's face, tucking her hair behind her ear to reveal her alluring features.

Nalan Zhu raised her head, glancing at Ertai with a lewd look, while simultaneously moving her head up and down on Ertai's penis. Seeing Ertai's pleasurable expression, Nalan Zhu worked even harder, sucking and swallowing, making 'gurgling' sounds and indistinct, lewd moans.

"Ah... Ertai... your big cock is so delicious... I like it so much... Ah... so hot... so delicious... I want more... Ah... I want more..."

Nalan Zhu's snow-white buttocks swayed up and down, her nimble toes curling forcefully into the soles of her feet, creating clear creases on her soles due to her kneeling position. Feeling Ertai's dragon in her mouth growing hotter and thicker, the glans staring intently at her throat throbbing violently, she knew Ertai was close to climaxing.

Unconsciously, Nalan Zhu quickened her pace, swallowing and spitting violently, her head moving like a nodding machine, rapidly satisfying Ertai.

"Ah... Auntie... touch my scrotum..."

Ertai knew he was about to reach his limit, he tightly embraced Nalan Zhu's head, tucking all her hair behind her ear, he lowered his head, watching Nalan Zhu's fiery red lips rapidly servicing him, his large head seemingly swelling several times larger again.

Hearing Ertai's words, Nalan Zhu quickly used her mouth to stimulate him while simultaneously stroking his scrotum with her hands. Many of the erogenous zones on his scrotum were stimulated by Nalan Zhu in her dreamlike state, causing Ertai, in a state of extreme pleasure, to become increasingly rough. He tightly embraced Nalan Zhu's head, thrusting his body back and forth forcefully, each time penetrating deep into Nalan Zhu's throat.

Although Ertai's penis was ramming wildly in Nalan Zhu's mouth, making her feel nauseous, she still couldn't help but whimper and moan.

"Waaah...so delicious...Ertai, you're coming...hurry...give it to me...shoot it all into me...I want it...I really want your essence...give it all to me...waaah...ah..."

"Ah...Ertai...fuck me...fuck my mouth...fuck me hard...I like it so much...waaah...harder...I want it...ah...waaah...give it to me...ah ah..."

Amidst Nalan Zhu's lewd moans, Ertai became increasingly violent. He thrust rapidly into Nalan Zhu's mouth, and with a series of heavy groans, Ertai suddenly felt a tingling numbness in his waist. His thick head of penis jumped rapidly in Nalan Zhu's mouth, the glans twitching, spurting out a pool of white fluid, all of which was sent into Nalan Zhu's mouth.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Suddenly, Ertai's essence flooded into her mouth, and Nalan Zhu's small mouth immediately couldn't hold it all. Strands of milky white essence flowed down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her body.

Nalan Zhu breathed rapidly, her two full, white breasts swaying up and down, creating a series of surging waves. She raised her head, looking at Ertai with a smug, expectant gaze, then lowered her head again, seductively sticking out her tongue to clean the semen from Ertai's penis.

Although he knew that Fourth Aunt was acting so provocatively because of the drug's effects and she was in a hallucination, Ertai still felt a surge of emotion watching her diligently clean up the residue.

Nalan Zhu got off the floor naked, walked barefoot to the table, poured a glass of cold water, and rinsed her mouth. Her recent encounter had satisfied Ertai, and while the effects of the drug had weakened somewhat, the remaining effects still made her crave a large, hard penis to penetrate her and satisfy her.

Just as she was about to turn around to look for Ertai, he suddenly appeared behind her, grabbed her plump body, and began rubbing his mouth against Nalan Zhu's face and neck from behind. Meanwhile, her hands roamed and rubbed against Nalan Zhu's breasts and vulva.

"Ah... Ertai... I love you so much... Did you enjoy it just now..."

Nalan Zhu asked breathlessly as Ertai kissed her.

"Yes, Fourth Aunt, I love you so much, I want you so much,"

Ertai said, his breathing heavy.

Nalan Zhu turned around, one arm encircling Ertai's neck, the other hand frantically stroking the head of Ertai's penis. Under her teasing, Ertai's limp member became erect again.

Feeling the dragon head in her hand regain its vitality, Nalan Zhu's eyes welled up with desire. She slumped against Ertai, panting, "Mmm... Auntie made you feel good... It's your turn to make Auntie feel good... Hurry... Auntie wants your big cock... Hard... Ah... Insert it into Auntie's body... Ah, good Ertai... Please give it to Auntie... Ah... Okay... Mmm..."

Ertai impulsively scooped Nalan Zhu up in his arms. As soon as they were back on the bed, Ertai eagerly pounced on Nalan Zhu, launching his most powerful assault.

Nalan Zhu was already completely naked, her two smooth, beautiful legs pressed together. Seeing Ertai on top of her, she spread her legs wantonly, reaching down to her thighs, grasping Ertai's dragon head, and guiding it towards her pubic area.

"Ah...come in quickly...Ertai..."

Ertai stuck out his tongue, frantically licking and sucking on Nalan Zhu's earlobes, neck, lips, and nipples. His lower body thrust forward, and the dragon head, which Nalan Zhu was holding, slid into her warm, muddy body.

"Ah...slower...Ertai...it hurts so much...go slower...your is too big."

Even though Nalan Zhu was already soaking wet, Ertai's dragon head was too large; only a third of it had entered before Nalan Zhu broke out in a cold sweat and cried out in pain.

"Haven't you ever tasted a head as big as mine before?"

Ertai licked Nalan Zhu's nipple with his tongue, grinning wickedly. "It hurts a little now, just bear with it, I'll make you fly to heaven in a bit."

"Ah... Ertai... don't you care about me... yours is so big... Ertai... you... ah!" Nalan Zhu cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. While she was speaking, Ertai thrust forward forcefully, his head fully entering Nalan Zhu's garden.

"Fourth Aunt, you're so tight, so soft, it feels so good."

Ertai felt his head being enveloped by something soft and warm, tightly wrapped, incredibly comfortable. He couldn't help but thrust vigorously into Nalan Zhu's garden.

"Ahhh—"

Nalan Zhu gripped the sheets tightly, her legs naturally bent, wrapped around Ertai's waist. With each thrust, her body swayed back and forth, her full breasts heaving with each movement.

"Ugh... Ertai... I'm so hot..."

Nalan Zhu endured the powerful impact of the young Ertai. Although she had already experienced the impact of Fu Lun and the dead servant, Ertai gave her a sense of fulfillment she had never felt before.

Pleasure, like an electric current, enveloped her from all sides. Nalan Zhu bit her pink lips tightly, experiencing the intense pleasure.

"So hot... Ertai, good brother, good older brother..."

Nalan Zhu cried out incoherently, making sounds like a cat in heat, intermittent and faint, which only fueled Ertai's lust, causing his penis to swell even more instantly. Her

cloud-like hair spread across the pillow, gently swaying with her head movements. Nalan Zhu, unable to control herself, wrapped herself around Ertai's waist, unsure whether to escape or yield, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly, tangled together.

"Ah..."

Nalan Zhu thought she had adapted to Ertai's rhythm, but during one of his powerful thrusts, she hit a sensitive spot, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She shook her head frantically, her thighs clamping tightly around Ertai's waist, her once clear eyes now hazy.

Ertai found her sensitive spot, thrusting repeatedly and fiercely, her vagina tightly gripping his large penis, the friction and stimulation almost causing Nalan Zhu to faint.

“Ertai…”

Nalan Zhu couldn’t help but arch her hips to meet Ertai’s thrusts. Her throat, now out of control, could no longer hold back her seductive moans. Her breathing was rapid, her breath coming in short gasps. “Slower…don’t go so fast…”

This alluring sight made Ertai hold his breath for a moment. “Fourth Aunt, I like you so much…”

“Mmm…mmm…good man…don’t call me Fourth Aunt…call me Zhu’er…I like you calling me Zhu’er…I’m your good Zhu’er…Ertai…mmm…good brother…your sister is your good Zhu’er…”

Under Ertai’s forceful thrusts, Nalan Zhu let out a whisper that was almost a sigh.

Ertai suddenly picked her up, lay down, and slapped Nalan Zhu’s snow-white, plump buttocks. He laughed and said, “My good Zhu’er…come…change positions…it’s your turn to serve me.”

Nalan Zhu gave Ertai a seductive look, then obediently spread her legs, reached out to guide Ertai’s penis, aimed it at her private parts, and slowly sat down.

"Ah...so deep, so hot..."

The two were in a position where the man was on top and the woman was on the bottom. Ertai grabbed Nalan Zhu's buttocks and began to thrust rapidly up and down.

"Fourth Aunt, Zhu'er, I like you so much, I want you—"

Ertai couldn't help but utter sweet words.

Nalan Zhu gasped repeatedly, hurriedly adjusting her breathing and trying to adapt to the new position. "You like me? No way..."

While being thrust upwards by Ertai, Nalan Zhu complained intermittently, "You bad man...you just know how to bully me...and you even said you like me..."

"Yes, I am a bad man, a bad man who wants to kill you...who told you to look so delicious?"

Ertai laughed, thrusting deeper and deeper into her honey hole, his iron arms clamping her soft waist, each thrust deeper than the last.

"Mmm...you're so bad..."

Nalan Zhu's watery eyes were filled with resentment and anger, her whole body flushed with a faint cherry red.

The increasingly intense pleasure felt like it was burning her whole body, the tingling sensation constantly coming from her private parts made her feel like she was in heaven.

Her body arched backward, the intense pleasure almost driving her mad, and she couldn't help but sob softly.

Ertai's enormous head was like a raging fire raging inside her, waves of intense pleasure washing over her, so intense that she almost lost consciousness. Their

chaotic breaths intertwined, and Ertai pulled his head back to the entrance of her honeyed cave, then thrust it all the way in again. The enormous impact made Nalan Zhu cry out repeatedly.

"Oh God...so deep...Ertai...slower...your good Zhu'er can't take it...are you going to torture your good Zhu'er to death...ahhh..."

Nalan Zhu gasped repeatedly, writhing on Ertai's body. She could feel Ertai's prickly pubic hair rubbing against her tender buttocks and private parts. Ertai's hot, enormous member was buried deep inside her, so hot and so deep, she felt as if she was being pierced through.

"Is it comfortable? Fourth Aunt Zhu'er?"

Ertai asked, his hands grasping Nalan Zhu's breasts and kneading them.

"Ah...so good...so good...I'm going to heaven...ah..."

Nalan Zhu's hair was disheveled, rising and falling in rhythm with Ertai's thrusts. Waves of extreme pleasure surged through her body, directly assaulting her brain, leaving her mind blank, her words and actions becoming extremely frenzied.

"Ah...give it to me...good man...good brother...Zhu'er is going to fly...faster...give it to your good Zhu'er...ah..."

Hearing Nalan Zhu's lewd words, Ertai also lost control. Impulsively, he sat up, tightly embracing Nalan Zhu. His huge head did not withdraw from Nalan Zhu's body. Ertai turned around and pressed Nalan Zhu onto the bed.

Ertai thrust rapidly, Nalan Zhu screaming wildly and hysterically. Suddenly, Ertai grabbed Nalan Zhu's two ankles, forcefully lifting Nalan Zhu's buttocks towards the ceiling, then placing her legs on his shoulders. Ertai half-squatted on the bed, vertically inserting himself into Nalan Zhu's body from above.

"Ah...good brother...you're too strong...your Zhu'er is going to die...ah...no...ah, faster...ah..."

With each thrust of Ertai, he went straight to the depths of Nalan Zhu's flower core, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably, and her moans grew louder and louder.

"Ah...Fourth Aunt Zhu'er...I'm coming too...ah..."

Ertai's breathing also became rapid, and at the same time, waves of tingling and itchy currents emanated from his body from time to time.

"Hurry...good man...good brother...good younger brother...good Ertai...hurry up and give your pearl...your pearl is going to die..."

"Pearl, say something exciting, I'll give you everything."

"Ah...good brother...I feel so good...you're making me feel so good...so deep...so hot...I'm going to die...please...send me to heaven..."

"Ah, pearl, who's better, me or my father?"

"You're better...you're better than your father...ahhh...I'm going to be killed by you..."

"Then who do you like more?"

"I like you...I like you...good man...stop talking...give it to me...I can't take it anymore...I want...Ertai...I want you..."

"Say you love me."

"I love you..."

"Say you want me to fuck you."

"Ah...I want you to fuck me...fuck me hard...fuck me to death...fuck my cunt through...ah...I can't take it anymore...good brother...harder...you're going to fuck me to death...ahhh..."

"Ahhh!" "

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