Erotic Water Margin: The Prodigal Son Yan Qing, Chapter 3 - After Drinking, Secrets Revealed at the Prince's Mansion

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In the third round, after the wine had flowed freely, the Prince's household recounted a secret

: Li Gu, unable to contain his desire, saw Xiao Cui's alluring beauty and pressed her against the table. He reached into her trousers, finding her vulva plump and wet. In his excitement, he quickly stripped her clothes off.

He saw Xiao Cui's fair neck, smooth as jade, her lips luscious and inviting, her breasts trembling—small yet firm and erect, the nipples purplish-red like two purple agates. He was particularly pleased with her slender waist and full, round buttocks. Li Gu was utterly captivated. He then used both hands to grope her all over, finding her body unusually smooth and slippery like oil.

Xiao Cui softly sang, her legs crossed and rubbing together, the wet spot between her thighs soaking the account book on the table. In his haste, Li Gu snatched the account book and threw it on the ground. He brought his nose to the wet spot; the pungent smell was tinged with a delicate fragrance. He unconsciously bent down and used his tongue to touch her vulva. Xiao Cui twisted her body, moaning and groaning. Her vaginal fluids flowed freely, and her labia parted on their own.

Overwhelmed with desire, Xiao Cui's tender little hand touched Li Gu's penis. She was somewhat surprised; she had assumed Li Gu, with his thin frame, wouldn't have a large member, and that she was only after his money. She hadn't expected him to be so well-endowed—his penis was six or seven inches long. Delighted, she couldn't help but stroke it, feeling the shaft burning hot, its veins bulging, already hard as a wooden stick, the glans erect. Xiao Cui was both delighted and apprehensive, thinking, "This thing..." "This is such a huge matter, lest it tear my exquisite vulva apart."

Li Gu, aroused by her touch, parted her legs, revealing her vulva, its flesh turned outwards, a purplish-red color, flaking open, seemingly emitting wisps of smoke as it closed, as tempting as a delicate pastry moistened by rain. Li Gu lifted Xiao Cui's legs with both hands, raised his own penis, aimed at her exquisite vulva, and thrust it in.

Xiao Cui cried out tremblingly, her vulva tightening and loosening, her body trembling wildly, as if unable to withstand the wind. Li Gu... She draped one leg over her arm, pinching her delicate, three-inch bound feet, and lewdly chuckled, "Little slut, I love your little feet, they're really interesting." He

then began to thrust hundreds of times, moaning softly. Seeing Xiao Cui's face flushed, her eyes darting about, her allure fully revealed, he said again, "Little slut, who stole your heart?" The moment his penis entered Xiao Cui's vagina, he knew this maid was no longer a virgin; seeing her disheveled eyebrows and high breasts, she was indeed not a chaste woman.

Xiao Cui's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, her lust rising... Zheng Chi, her face like a peach blossom, was in a daze, panting, "I won't talk to you about that, just hurry up, all you do is talk nonsense." Her slender waist swayed, displaying her flirtatious nature.

As the saying goes:

White clouds circle the mountain peak, servants face maids.

A large bird enters, bringing joy to all.

The two embraced and thrust hundreds more times, the sounds of flesh colliding were incessant. Xiao Cui hugged Li Gu tightly, her jade body sticky, her golden lotus feet flashing, her beautiful eyes slanted, delicate and alluring.

But those cries attracted... Li Gu, completely infatuated, thrust wildly dozens more times, unconsciously releasing his engorged lustful fluids. He didn't immediately withdraw, but instead held Xiao Cui, kissing and smacking his lips, saying, "Good Xiao Cui, let's do it again tonight."

Xiao Cui snorted, "You wish! Tonight I have to serve Madam."

Li Gu pulled his penis out, and Xiao Cui's vulva immediately closed, a pool of turbid fluid seeping from the crevice, thin and milky white. Li Gu said, "Madam's only maids are you and Xiao Dai. I heard Madam has..." " Is it true that you intend to marry Xiao Dai to Jiang Lao Er, the owner of the rice shop in the east of the

city?" Xiao Cui looked closely at her lower body; her tender petals were crushed and sticky. She then grabbed Li Gu's clothes to wipe them clean, saying, "Yes, I heard from Madam that it was Master's idea. This Jiang Lao Er has always been diligent in his work for Master. A few days ago, he came to the manor and saw Xiao Dai, so he asked Master for her, and Master agreed."

Li Gu was filled with jealousy, thinking, "I've also always been diligent, but I haven't received any reward." However, he dared not show it on his face. He simply said, "The master is kind and always dotes on us servants. Look at Yan Qing and Xiao Yi's clothes; they don't look like servants at all."

Xiao Cui giggled, "You're new here, aren't you? Xiao Yi has been in the household since he was little. The master has always loved him like his own son. Hehe, look at you, trying to compete with Xiao Yi for favor? In your next life!"

Li Gu laughed, "That's right, that's right. I wouldn't dare think that way. You said it yourself. We servants are just meant to be diligent and serve our master..." "It's best to share people's burdens and just be

honest and dutiful. I'm worried that Yan Qing and Xiao Yi might cause trouble and implicate our master." Xiao Cui said, "Brother Xiao Yi is shrewd and capable, and always acts cautiously. How could he cause any trouble? Well, I have to go now. If I'm late, Madam will blame me." After saying this, she straightened her clothes, washed up in the accounting room, and left.

Li Gu was displeased by Xiao Cui's high regard for Yan Qing; he felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Before long, a well-dressed man, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing a black gauze hat... Wearing a purple embroidered robe with a floral turban, a jade-inlaid sash, and gold-embroidered green boots,

Zhao Baochen was a handsome and distinguished man. He laughed heartily, "Thank you for waiting here, Young Master Yang. I wonder when you arrived?" He then

shook hands with the man and chatted for a while before turning to him and saying, "Young Master Yang, let me introduce you to a hero from Beijing, known as the Prodigal Yan Qing. Young Master Yan Qing is Young Master Yang Shangwen from Tokyo. His ancestors..." "These are the mighty Yang family generals who have shaken our dynasty."

Yan Qing's eyes lit up immediately, and he stepped forward to bow, saying, "Descendants of heroes, we should naturally admire them. I, Yan Qing, am but a humble servant, and I am truly ashamed."

Yang Shangwen smiled and said, "A pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you. Young Master Yan Qing is a young hero with a limitless future."

Zhao Baochen smiled and said, "No need for formalities, let's go inside for a chat. Today, we won't leave until we're drunk."

Yang Shangwen took Yan Qing's hand and said, "The young prince sent someone to tell me that he has a treasured collection in his mansion, which keeps time with the rhythm..." The song goes: "The green hills are shrouded in darkness as the red sun sets, the mighty river flows eastward. The afterglow scatters like brocade, drifting towards the misty road. It makes one sorrowful, Chang'an is far away, where is it? A few small fishing lights are dimly lit near the dock. A lone sail hangs low by the shore. I think back on my life, regretting my mistake of wearing a scholar's cap. I feel my path is blocked, my heart is hindered from returning home. The moon is dim, a thousand miles away, I grieve for the plains. I wonder at the bamboo branch song, each note a lament, for whom does it suffer? The cries of monkeys and birds startle the islands. The candle is dim, I cannot sleep, I listen to the ferry drum." The sorrowful emotion emanates from the throat, the deep melancholy in the chest follows the flute's melody. The sound lingered between the beams.

Zhao Baochen was his lifelong friend, and knowing his state of mind after being demoted to Jingkou, he had originally intended to invite him to Beijing to relax. Seeing him like this, he knew that his worries were growing stronger day by day, and said, "Brother Yang is a man of great talent and ambition, and there will surely be a day when he rises again. Today is the Lantern Festival, let's talk about happy things."

He pulled Yang Shangwen to sit down and said, "The other day, a merchant from Bianjing, Lu Nanshan, came here and talked about the most romantic affair in Bianjing. Let me tell you all about it."

Yang Shangwen said, "I lost my composure for a moment, young Wang..." "Please don't take offense, Brother Yan Qing, you flatter me."

Yan Qing said, "Heroes are all like this. Brother Yang, your ambitions are unfulfilled, so you speak your mind directly—that's the true nature of a man."

Zhao Baochen said, "I'm talking about matters of the current dynasty. We're family, so just listen and don't spread it around."

Yang Shangwen and Yan Qing nodded in agreement.

Zhao Baochen said, "Brothers, have you heard of Li Shishi of Bianjing? This is her."

Yang Shangwen said, "Heh, she's the most charming woman in the capital, everyone knows her." "Brother Yan Qing, have you heard of her?"

Yan Qing replied, "Although I live in the north, I have heard some things about her. Please tell me, Your Highness."

Zhao Baochen said, "This Li Shishi wasn't originally surnamed Li. She was the daughter of Wang Yin, a dyer in Bianjing. It is said that she didn't cry when she was born. It wasn't until she was three years old that her father took her to the Iron Buddha Temple and had the abbot touch her head. Only then did she cry loudly, her voice shaking the roof tiles. The abbot was delighted and said, 'This little child has a connection with our Buddhist sect.' In this dynasty, people usually call Buddhist disciples 'Shishi,' so this person called her Shishi."

At the age of four, Wang Yin was imprisoned for a crime and died soon after. Li, a woman from a brothel, raised her, and she grew into a beautiful woman with exquisite features and a fair complexion. Later, she was taught to sing and dance. At thirteen, she became a courtesan, her fame spreading throughout Bianjing. For a time, officials, scholars, princes, and people from all walks of life considered it an honor to visit her.

Zhao Baochen paused slightly, waved for his servants to leave, and continued, “This is a true story, involving the current emperor. Alas, the current emperor favors the likes of Gao Qiu and Yang Jian; disaster is not far off.” He spoke of the day Emperor Huizong, weary from his travels and feeling melancholy, when Gao Qiu urged him to go out for a stroll. Gao Qiu, dressed as a scholar, went to the Biyun Tower, where Li Shishi was.”

He took a sip of wine and said, “The emperor saw…” Upon seeing Li Shishi, he was utterly captivated, falling in love at first sight. He even left behind some calligraphy, which I will recite for you:

"Sharing wine before others, embracing soft jade by lamplight, turning back to embrace, always full of affection.

Pain, pain, pain, gently pushing away my lover, gradually hearing a trembling voice, a slight blush rising in surprise.

Trying to indulge again, there was no gap at all, this time the flavor was too wild.

Moving, moving, moving, arms entwined, lips pressed together, tongues playing.

" Gentlemen, think about it, the emperor patronizing prostitutes, what kind of decorum is this, let alone writing such lewd and vulgar words, which, when spread among the people, become a laughing stock. "

Yang Shangwen and Yan Qing looked at each other, feeling a chill in their hearts, and said, "Forget it, forget it, I will write a resignation letter tomorrow, return to my hometown, raise my children and enjoy life, and not concern myself with worldly affairs."

Yan Qing said, "This morning there was a song called 'Southern Country Song' circulating here, I wonder if the young prince and Brother Yang have heard it." Then he recited: "Strolling leisurely by the small window, I saw a beauty whose face resembled a fairy; I secretly thought of the emperor's affections, as if in a dream, pursuing pleasure hand in hand, indulging in the boudoir, making vows all night. A handful of sandalwood and agarwood exuded fragrance, reporting that he returned from the morning court and returned to the palace late, leaving behind a piece of silk as payment for the night."

Zhao Baochen said: "I have also heard of it. It is about Jia Yi, the military officer, who was young and handsome, with superb martial arts skills. He was a regular at Li Shishi's bedchamber. After the current emperor came, no one dared to come, but he took the opportunity to go to Li Shishi's place, rekindling his old love, and even became jealous of the emperor, writing this poem. Later, it reached the emperor's ears, and in a fit of anger, he demoted him to Qiongzhou, now Hainan Island, as a military officer, never to return home."

Yang Shangwen muttered curses: "A tyrant, a tyrant."

Yan Qing advised: "Brother Yang, it's fine to say this here, but don't mention it again later. " " You must be careful what you say,"

said Yang Shangwen. "That's right, that's right. Thank you for reminding me, Brother Xiao Yi." These words were like a wake-up call; he broke out in a cold sweat, his drunkenness completely gone

. He said, "I'll head back to Jingkou now. Brother Xiao Yi, come visit sometime, and I'll do my best to be your host." Yan Qing said, "I've traveled all over the country. If I have time, I'll drink with

you again, Brother Yang." In ancient times, those who shared a deep connection would become lifelong friends. Yan Qing was also a man of strong character, valuing loyalty above all else. He said, "If Brother Yang doesn't mind my humble origins, I'll acknowledge you as my elder brother.

I'll go through fire and water for you, Brother Yang." Yang Shangwen let out a long roar and said, "Today, let's borrow the Prince's mansion to burn incense and become sworn brothers. The young prince will be our witness." The two held hands and looked at each other, seeing sincere tears in each other's eyes.

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