The Romantic Adventures of Huanzhu (14)

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Chapter 70 Family Banquet Fragrance (Part 3)

Ertai's riddle brought the atmosphere of the family banquet to a climax. Following this, Ertai followed up with several more riddles, some humorous, which made everyone burst into laughter.

The Empress Dowager laughed until tears streamed down her face. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so happy; all of this was thanks to her man, Ertai. Her gaze towards Ertai was now filled with tender affection.

Sensing the Empress Dowager's gaze, Ertai smiled in response. He then looked at Consort Yu, seeing her expression mirroring the Empress Dowager's. He felt a surge of excitement, and coupled with the alcohol, he was somewhat overcome with lust, his groin hardening uncomfortably.

Suddenly, he looked down and saw a pair of delicate little feet in green embroidered shoes under the table. They were Consort Yu's beautiful feet. Ertai secretly stretched out his foot and gently touched Consort Yu's toes.

Feeling Ertai's toe touch her, Consort Yu trembled slightly and quickly withdrew her foot, her face flushed as she stole a glance at Ertai.

Seeing Consort Yu looking at him, Ertai secretly smiled at her, which made Consort Yu's blushing cheeks even redder. Her beautiful appearance ignited a raging fire of desire within Ertai.

As the old saying goes, wickedness breeds boldness; driven by lust, Ertai couldn't control his impulse. He stretched his foot towards Consort Yu again, this time raising his right leg slightly, reaching for her ankle, lifting her beautiful foot, then half-squatting down, stretching out his hand to gently caress it.

Consort Yu naturally felt the gentle caress on her calves, which made her feel a little numb and tingly. She glared at Ertai shyly, signaling him to behave, but her mind was filled with images of her making love with Ertai. While receiving Ertai's caresses, she fantasized about the fullness and satisfaction of Ertai's huge penis entering her vagina.

The more she thought about it, the drier her throat became, and her body grew hotter and hotter. She wanted to shake off the shameful images in her mind, but they seemed to be deeply rooted in her brain, and no matter how she tried to dispel the thoughts, they wouldn't budge.

Just as she was feeling uneasy, Ertai's right hand, which had been caressing Consort Yu's calves under the table, moved upwards and touched the inside of Consort Yu's soft thighs. Feeling the warm touch of Ertai's fingertips, Consort Yu's body trembled violently as if she had been electrocuted.

The Empress Dowager, sitting beside her, noticed Consort Yu's unusual behavior and asked with concern, "Consort Yu, are you feeling unwell?"

"No...no...ah...I'm fine..." Consort Yu stammered, her face flushed, as if her secret had been exposed.

"Oh, that's good. If you're not feeling well, you can go back and rest. Don't push yourself too hard," the Empress Dowager kindly advised.

"Ah...I'm really fine...Empress Dowager, you...um...don't worry about me...I..."

Ertai's hand had already touched Consort Yu's vulva. With just a gentle press, Consort Yu's breathing became uneven, her face turning red all the way to her fair neck, as she explained haltingly.

"Then so be it." The Empress Dowager glanced at Consort Yu with a questioning look, then turned away to continue chatting with the others.

At this moment, Consort Ling, who was standing next to Ertai, turned her head and saw Ertai half-squatting, his left hand on the table and his right hand under the table. Curious, she asked, "Ertai, what's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?"

Consort Ling had assumed Ertai had a stomachache, as his right hand was pressed against his stomach under the table, and asked with concern.

"Yes, my stomach hurts a little," Ertai hurriedly withdrew his hands and feet upon hearing Consort Ling's question, giving an embarrassed smile and pretending to have a stomachache.

"Did you eat something bad?" Consort Ling asked with concern. "If it's not good, you can ask the Empress Dowager for leave."

"No, no need. It's rare for the Empress Dowager to be so happy today; I don't want to spoil her enjoyment over something so trivial. It's alright," Ertai said with a smile, thinking that he still had important business to attend to and couldn't leave early.

"Really alright?" It was clear that Consort Ling was genuinely concerned about Ertai.

"It's alright, Aunt, don't worry." Ertai called out softly to Consort Ling, who smiled and instructed, "Don't force yourself."

"Yes." Ertai nodded heavily, a touch of emotion welling up inside him.

After a while, the atmosphere of the family banquet became increasingly lively. The Empress Dowager turned to the side, chatting casually with the Empress and Consort Zhen, while Qing'er, Ninth Princess, and Twelfth Prince played a children's clapping game.

Feeling Ertai's burning gaze, Consort Yu instinctively squeezed her legs together, then hid her feet under the stool, turning her gaze towards the Empress Dowager as if to avoid him.

Seeing her flustered appearance, Ertai was even more eager to tease her. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, Ertai's brain was somewhat out of control, everything seemed to be governed by lust. He felt an indescribable thrill in flirting with Consort Yu in this setting.

He couldn't help but lower his head, extending his foot slowly towards Consort Yu. Suddenly, his foot was blocked by something. He turned his head curiously and saw a pair of green embroidered shoes. He quickly looked away, afraid that Consort Ling beside him would notice something amiss.

However, he was puzzled. Why were Consort Yu's feet in a different position than before? Why were they so close to him? Could it be that Consort Yu was also aroused, pretending to be unwilling on the surface, but secretly cooperating by extending her toes to let him tease her?

Thinking about this, Ertai was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he straightened his toes and gently stroked the side of the beautiful foot closest to him. It was so soft and perfect. A tingling current ran from Ertai's toes throughout his body, making him involuntarily let out a long, comfortable moan.

This kind of flirting in public was truly thrilling, like a secret affair. Ertai enjoyed it immensely; his mind momentarily blank, he was completely unaware that the beautiful feet he was teasing belonged to Consort Ling.

Ancient women had rather proper posture. When eating, they sat upright on stools with their legs bent, toes touching the ground, and the soles of their feet tucked under the stool. However, after a while, their feet would become sore and numb. Consort Ling was taking advantage of others' inattention to secretly stick her feet out from under the stool to relax, but she never expected…

Ertai didn't look under the table; he still assumed the beautiful feet belonged to Consort Yu and began to tease them without restraint. He slowly raised his toes to Consort Ling's calf, then lightly lifted her left leg. Because the leg was quite close to him, Ertai simply turned slightly and reached his right hand under the table, easily touching the long, straight, and supple calf.

While stroking it, Ertai secretly observed Consort Yu's reaction. Seeing that Consort Yu was still chatting with the Empress Dowager with a relaxed expression, he felt a little annoyed, thinking, "Damn it, she's really good at pretending. I don't believe she doesn't feel anything."

Thinking this, Ertai increased the pressure of his stroking, constantly moving his hand back and forth on the smooth, beautiful leg, feeling the pleasure brought by the caress. Slowly, his hand began to wander, preparing to move towards the vulva between her legs.

"Hmph, I don't believe you won't feel anything when I touch your little hole," Ertai thought retaliatoryly, his right hand moving upwards. But before it was fully up, Consort Ling clamped her legs tightly together, stopping Ertai's advance.

"Little brat, still not letting me? Let's see how I teach you a lesson." Ertai was, after all, an eighteen-year-old boy, and still had a playful spirit. The more Consort Yu stopped him, the more it aroused his competitive spirit.

His hand returned to the ankle of that beautiful leg, and suddenly he gently lifted the hem of her skirt. His right hand swiftly slipped inside. Since Consort Ling was only wearing a thin silk veil underneath, Ertai's hand caressed her leg, almost as if touching her skin directly, even more alluring.

Ertai's palm was filled with the warmth, softness, and silkiness of her skin, a sensation that captivated him. As he raised his hand, his fingertips gently traced the contours of Consort Ling's beautiful leg, as if admiring a work of art.

Gradually, he felt the temperature on his fingertips growing warmer, thinking that Consort Ling had succumbed to his arousal. He became bolder, pressing his palm directly onto her knee. Then, without pausing, his entire hand pressed against the smooth, delicate, soft, and warm inner thigh, quickly reaching for Consort Ling's vulva.

"Almost there, almost there." Ertai's heart was in his throat, as if it were the first time he had caressed Consort Yu's beautiful legs, filled with a sense of novelty. Although he had some doubts, feeling that these beautiful legs were too close to him, he was completely controlled by lust and forgot to distinguish.

Consort Ling felt the hand climbing on her leg becoming more and more audacious, but because everyone was present, she dared not make a sound. She simply turned her head and stared sternly at Ertai, hoping that he would restrain his actions.

Ertai, who had been secretly observing Consort Yu, suddenly noticed the stern gaze cast upon him by Consort Ling. He was startled and felt cold sweat break out on his back. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, sat up straight, but felt somewhat resentful. He was about to touch her there, but Consort Ling had discovered his little interaction with Consort Yu.

Even at this moment, Ertai still thought that he had just been caressing Consort Yu's beautiful legs and feet.

Seeing Ertai stop his actions, Consort Ling withdrew her angry gaze, took a sip of water, and suppressed her agitated heartbeat. Although she disliked Ertai's actions, she couldn't deny that his teasing had given her a long-lost feeling of pleasure and comfort. Without that feeling, she felt an emptiness inside.

Just as Consort Ling was conflicted and torn, his right hand, which had left her, reappeared on her leg, this time with even greater force than before.

Ertai didn't know what was wrong with him; he felt an unbearable itch. He felt a completely new and exciting sensation coming from Consort Yu's beautiful legs, which he had caressed countless times. Despite his worry that Consort Ling would notice their intimate moments, he still couldn't resist touching her.

His heart pounded. He touched her again, feeling the owner of those beautiful legs tightening her legs, which fueled his desire. He forcefully inserted his hand between her tightly closed legs, swinging it back and forth to forcefully spread them apart. At the same time, his right foot rubbed against the plump, rounded calf closest to him. Consort

Ling felt a tingling sensation in her body, a warm current swirling within her. Her vulva felt as if it were overflowing with moisture, clinging wetly to her panties.

She breathed softly, her legs involuntarily parting slightly. Although the gap was narrow, it was enough for Ertai. Overjoyed, he quickly moved his right hand up along the narrow opening, his index and middle fingers already touching Consort Ling's warm, slippery vulva.

"Heh, you little rascal, I told you not to pretend. You're so aroused now," Ertai thought smugly, seeing Consort Yu still turning her head towards the Empress Dowager.

Then, he mischievously pinched the small, beautiful opening between his fingertips. Wow, it was so soft, so tender, warm, and wet. He wondered what kind of wet patterns would appear on the peach blossom area covered by 'Consort Yu's' panties.

With this thought, he became even more aroused. Two fingers pinched the petals of Consort Ling's honey hole through her panties, while the other fingers rubbed them rapidly.

"Ahhh..."

Suddenly, Consort Ling's body trembled violently beside him, and then several soft moans that drove countless men crazy and confused floated out from her mouth.

Chapter 071 Wow wow wow!

Fortunately, the people in the room were chatting loudly, and no one heard Consort Ling's suppressed moans. However, since the purple aura of Consort Yu had entered his mind and merged with the wolf aura that was originally in Ertai's body, Ertai's hearing had become exceptionally sensitive. He keenly caught the sound coming from Consort Ling's mouth.

He turned his head in surprise, looking at Consort Ling with suspicion. He noticed that Consort Ling's cheeks were flushed, as if she had a high fever. Fine beads of sweat covered her forehead, her body was slightly curled up, and she was trembling gently. Her two rows of teeth chattered together.

"Auntie, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Ertai didn't withdraw his hand, still kneading what he thought was Consort Yu's vulva, while asking Consort Ling with concern.

"Ah...no...no..." As Ertai's movements intensified, Consort Ling's body trembled more violently, her face flushed, and her voice trembling and coquettish.

"Oh?" Ertai raised his eyebrows suspiciously, looking completely bewildered.

Consort Ling was even more confused. What did Ertai mean by this? He was clearly teasing her, so why was he pretending to be innocent and asking her what was wrong? However, judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be deliberately being mischievous. He probably genuinely didn't know what was wrong with her, yet his hand was undeniably on her private parts.

Could it be? A thought suddenly arose in Consort Ling's mind. She subconsciously glanced at Consort Yu beside her, secretly lowering her head, and discovered that Consort Yu was wearing the exact same shoes as her today. That meant... Ertai's intention was... Oh my god...

Consort Ling was startled, terrified by the thought that had arisen in her mind. Her body trembled violently, and Ertai's right hand, which was caressing her body, also twitched.

Only then did Ertai realize that he had touched the wrong person. He looked down in panic and discovered that Consort Ling was wearing the same shoes as Consort Yu. This...

His heart pounded, and in his anxiety, he forgot to pull his hand away from Consort Ling's vulva. Seeing that he knew he had touched the wrong person but still didn't pull his hand away, Consort Ling said anxiously in a soft voice, "Ertai, take your hand away."

As soon as she spoke, both Consort Ling and Ertai were surprised to find that Consort Ling's voice was hoarse and very dry, as if fire could breathe from her throat.

"Auntie, I—" Ertai looked aggrieved, wanting to explain and also wanting to pull his hand away, but suddenly found that his throat was also dry and burning, and his right hand was as if it had been frozen in place; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his hand away from the base of Consort Ling's legs.

"Ertai, take your hand away! It'll be terrible if someone sees us!" Consort Ling said anxiously, panting. She was surprised to find that she used to dislike, even resent, Ertai touching her like this, but now, she was reluctant to let him move his hand away, only saying this to avoid being seen by others.

How could this be? A big question mark appeared in Consort Ling's mind.

Ertai also felt extremely strange. This situation had only occurred that day when he had relations with Consort Yu. His weapon seemed to be bewitched, as if possessed by some supernatural tension, pulling his weapon towards Consort Yu's vagina, and Consort Yu's honey hole also generated a supernatural suction force, pulling Ertai in.

At this moment, the wolf energy in Ertai's mind was frantically circulating again. It drifted out of his consciousness and circulated widely in his spiritual sea. Ertai felt dizzy and could no longer count how many cycles the wolf energy had circulated. Then, a wisp of slightly cool wolf energy drifted out from the veins on Ertai's arm, from his index finger. It then shone with an inconspicuous glimmer of light, circled a few times in front of Consort Ling's beautiful vulva, and then penetrated Consort Ling's clothes and entered that wet and sweet vulva.

The instant that inconspicuous wisp of wolf energy entered Consort Ling's vagina, she felt a chilling, piercing sensation colliding violently with the intense heat within her body. These two contrasting stimuli left her feeling lightheaded, her body trembling numbly.

"Ertai... um..." Consort Ling turned to face Ertai, her eyes filled with a mixture of coquettishness and allure. Her long, narrow eyelashes fluttered seductively, and her lips uttered captivating words.

"Ah..." Consort Ling breathed softly, her fragrant breath landing on Ertai's face. The warm, smooth scent intoxicated him. A

ticklish, tingling sensation spread across his face, like caterpillars crawling on it. Ertai felt a similar tingling, unbearable itch within him, and he moved closer to Consort Ling, his movements quickening.

Just then, a sudden gust of wind swept up from the courtyard outside the house, blowing open the door and swirling inside, extinguishing the candles. The room was plunged into darkness. While the Empress Dowager and the other ladies-in-waiting remained relatively calm, the two princesses screamed in terror.

The maids hurriedly went to the next room to fetch new candles.

In the darkness, the Empress Dowager said, "Don't panic, everyone, it's just a gust of wind."

"Empress Dowager, could it be a demonic wind?" Qing'er asked timidly. She had read some strange tales and legends, including stories of demonic winds in places where ghosts and monsters were mentioned.

"Hehe, Qing'er, you've really read too many books. You actually believe in such things," the Empress said with a hint of mockery. "Confucius said, 'The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.'"

"We're not Confucius, just young women. Of course we're afraid of these things," Ninth Princess said indignantly, then asked Consort Ling, "Mother, aren't you right?"

"Ah...yes...yes," Consort Ling, who was being stroked by Ertai, replied hastily upon hearing her daughter's question.

"What's wrong, Consort Ling? Are you afraid too?" Hearing Consort Ling's trembling voice, the Empress's tone became increasingly sharp. "As a Noble Consort, you have no sense of responsibility at all

." "Alright, the servants have gone to get the candles. Let's talk, then we won't be afraid," the Empress Dowager stopped the Empress and said authoritatively.

"Yes, Empress Dowager," everyone replied in unison.

Then they started talking again, their timid tones lacking strength. However, Ertai and Consort Ling were too preoccupied with a sudden, inexplicable lust to speak.

"Ertai... um... I want..." In the darkness, Consort Ling's body was almost pressed against Ertai's, her soft breasts rubbing against his arm as her body trembled.

Smelling Consort Ling's unique fragrance, feeling her warm skin, and caressing her wet vulva, Ertai's heart grew increasingly restless. He reached for Consort Ling's waist, intending to pull down her panties. Consort Ling hesitated only slightly, then, driven by desire, lifted her snowy buttocks, cooperating with Ertai to pull down her panties.

Immediately, Ertai's hand touched Consort Ling's vulva, shyly warm, sticky, and soft, which greatly pleased him. He picked up two fingers and kneaded and rubbed the dew-covered petals.

"Ah... Ertai... so comfortable..." Consort Ling buried her head in Ertai's arms, involuntarily panting softly. Her warm, fragrant breath sprayed onto Ertai's chest, sending shivers down her spine.

Just then, a maidservant said, "Your Majesty, why won't the new candles light?"

"Won't light?" The Empress Dowager frowned, stood up, and all the concubines and princesses also stood up, walking towards the candles in the dim moonlight.

"Your Majesty, I'm scared—" Qing'er trembled as she grasped the Empress Dowager's arm, her voice shaking.

"Don't be afraid, Qing'er," the Empress Dowager gently patted Qing'er's hand, comforting her.

After a while, the candle still wouldn't light. This time, the Empress Dowager and the empresses were frightened. The Empress Dowager looked around and noticed that Ertai had no guards beside her, so she asked, "Ertai, where are you?"

Hearing the Empress Dowager call her name, Ertai, who was busy with Consort Ling's body, was startled and tried to pull his hand back, but he couldn't. He could only reply, "Your Majesty, I'm guarding the door. Don't worry."

"Oh, that's good," the Empress Dowager said, half believing her.

At this moment, a young monk ran in and shouted to the people inside, "Your Majesty, you've been frightened. The abbot sent me to inform you that every year on the third day of the ninth lunar month, a whirlwind inexplicably blows through our Xishan Temple. If you and the ladies gather together and chat, your yang energy will be abundant, and the whirlwind will not dare to cause trouble and will dissipate in no time." "

Hmm, go and report to the abbot that I understand," the Empress Dowager said to the monk, then instructed everyone, "Everyone, please return to your seats and do as the abbot says."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone returned to their seats and resumed their conversation. Still somewhat uneasy, none of the people paid attention to Ertai and Consort Ling.

The two of them became increasingly unrestrained in their actions. Ertai had already completely lifted Consort Ling's skirt up to her waist, her panties hanging on her thighs. Because the two were close enough, in the dim moonlight, Ertai could see Consort Ling's fully exposed vulva, which was truly stunning.

Pink petals, dew-kissed walls, and a deep, alluring flower chamber—all these could drive a man mad. Ertai's index and middle fingers caressed the entrance to Consort Ling's vulva. Once his fingertips were moistened by her vaginal fluids, he slowly, with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, inching deeper and straight into her honeyed passage.

That passage was truly deep; Ertai's fingers felt as if they had traveled a great distance without reaching the end. Wherever his fingers touched, the walls of her vulva gripped them tightly, full and firm. Feeling the softness and the supportive pressure on his fingertips, Ertai was overwhelmed with pleasure. He wished his fingers could remain forever inside Consort Ling's flower chamber.

Ertai's index and middle fingers began to penetrate deep into Consort Ling's garden, his fingertips hooking and circling between the tightly closed flower walls, sometimes teasing the left wall, sometimes hooking the right, and sometimes using his slightly slender fingertips to stimulate the flower's heart deep within.

"Ah... Ertai... be gentle... don't be so rough..." The extreme stimulation was like a powerful electric current, rushing through Consort Ling's body, stimulating her with wave after wave of pleasure, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

Her soft panting turned into soft moans under Ertai's skillful teasing, and driven by intense lust, she took the initiative to raise her fair wrist, and with one jade hand, through her trousers, grasped Ertai's almost bursting penis, stroking it up and down on its own without any prompting.

"Ah..." As soon as Consort Ling's small hand grasped his penis, Ertai's breathing became heavy, but fortunately, everyone was deliberately speaking loudly to suppress their fear, so no one heard him.

This emboldened De'ertai even more. He thrust and poked deep into Consort Ling's vagina with his index and middle fingers, while his thumb pressed against her clitoris, rubbing and kneading it forcefully.

Anyone who has experienced this knows that the simultaneous thrusting and pressing of the clitoris can drive any woman wild. Consort Ling seemed to be electrocuted, her body trembling violently.

Hearing the table in front of Consort Ling shaking with a thud, Consort Yu beside her asked softly, "Sister, are you alright?"

"No...no...it's alright...sister, don't...ah...don't worry..." Consort Ling stammered, her mind in turmoil.

"Oh." Consort Yu nodded gently, but inwardly she wondered what was wrong with Consort Ling. Why did her tone sound the same as when De'ertai had teased her earlier?

Could it be...?

Consort Yu gasped sharply, a surge of jealousy rising within her. By the moonlight, she glared angrily at Ertai, noticing he was turned towards Consort Ling. However, the moonlight was dim, and the distance between them made it difficult to see his movements.

She silently pondered this. Just then, the Empress asked if the Fifth Prince had arrived. Hearing the Empress inquire about her son, Consort Yu suppressed her doubts and turned back to the Empress. Consort Ling

secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to vigorously move her small hands up and down Ertai's member.

Chapter 72 Taking Advantage (Part 1)

The two were now completely absorbed in lust, their minds blank, the world seemingly nonexistent, only the two of them caressing each other.

"Ah... Ertai... harder... I feel so good..."

"Ah ah ah... Ertai, you're so good at this... so beautiful... mmm..."

"Ah... Aunt... your hands are so hot and soft... it feels so good..."

The mutual caresses caused Consort Ling and Ertai to moan with pleasure, both of them involuntarily increasing the intensity and range of their caresses. Gradually, Ertai was no longer satisfied with stroking his penis through Consort Ling's pants. He pulled down his pants, releasing his engorged penis.

'Snap!'

The throbbing weapon bounced out of its restraints, striking Consort Ling's fair and delicate hand with a crisp sound. She instinctively grasped it, feeling the hardness and thickness of Ertai's penis in her palm, and cried out 'Ah!' After

crying out, she seemed to realize that everyone was present, hurriedly covering her red lips with her other hand, her beautiful head looking around frantically, her heart pounding.

The noise was so loud that everyone abruptly stopped talking. By the moonlight, all eyes turned to Consort Ling. Fortunately, no lanterns were lit, so they couldn't see her flushed face.

Although no one knew why she had screamed, the guilty Consort Ling felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly explained, "It's nothing... um... I just felt something... ah... crawling over my feet... ahh... I'm scared... so..."

"Oh, it's alright then," most people said calmly. Only the Empress said sharply, "As a Noble Consort, you have no sense of responsibility at all. What kind of behavior is this?" Consort Ling

was used to the Empress's constant dislike of her and didn't care too much. Besides, she was confused and didn't bother to defend herself. A minute later, everyone acted as if nothing had happened and resumed their conversation in small groups.

"Ertai, what's wrong with yours?" Consort Ling leaned closer to Ertai and asked shyly in a soft voice.

"Why is it so big?" Ertai grinned mischievously and bit Consort Ling's tender cheek.

"Mmm," Consort Ling replied shyly in a low voice.

"Then do you want it?" For some reason, Ertai suddenly asked boldly.

"Ah... what do you want... oh..." Feeling Ertai's fingers moving faster and faster as they entered her garden, Consort Ling asked between breaths.

"It's about inserting my thing into your place," Ertai said with a grin.

"...I... I don't want to..." Consort Ling shook her head, saying no, but her heart was itching with desire. Her small hands unconsciously stroked Ertai's penis, feeling it growing larger and larger. She couldn't help but fantasize about whether such a thick and large thing would make her faint from pleasure if it were inserted into her vagina.

She was somewhat eager to try, but her conservative nature made it difficult for her to accept taking that final step with her nephew.

However, Ertai didn't give her time to think. He grabbed Consort Ling's small hands, gently pulled her into his arms, greedily inhaling the fragrance of Consort Ling's hair, then lowered his head and suddenly kissed Consort Ling's fragrant lips.

"Mmm..." Consort Ling felt Ertai kiss her red lips. Caught off guard, she instinctively let out a soft moan. Using the slightly parted lips, Ertai's tongue easily slipped inside.

Consort Ling's mouth was warm and fragrant, with a faint scent of lilies, which captivated Ertai. He closed his eyes slightly, his fingers moving in and out as he kissed Consort Ling deeply, his tongue chasing her smooth red tongue.

"Mmm..." Consort Ling made soft, whimpering sounds. She was incredibly shy, yet she willingly offered her tongue to Ertai, letting him guide her, their tongues swirling together passionately.

Her red tongue was soft and sweet, the small bumps on it tingling Ertai's taste buds, making him feel that after tasting Consort Ling's tongue, even a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast would taste bland.

The two were lost in a deep, passionate kiss, their mouths occasionally emitting soft, sucking sounds. These sounds numbed their auditory nerves; having heard such a profound symphony of body and soul, even heavenly music lost its appeal.

Ertai felt the moans coming from Consort Ling's mouth growing increasingly intense, and her body trembling uncontrollably. Knowing she was nearing climax, Ertai quickened his pace.

Despite their lips and tongues being intertwined, Consort Ling's moans still escaped uncontrollably from their joined lips, growing louder and louder, "Ahhh..."

Consort Ling squeezed her legs tightly together, her vagina contracting even more tightly around Ertai's fingers, intensifying the pleasure from his thrusts.

"Ahhh...so good...I want...Ertai...faster...okay...I want it..."

Amidst Consort Ling's series of soft moans, Ertai brought her to the peak of desire. This was the third time Consort Ling had lost herself. She felt that having an affair with her nephew Ertai in public, behind the backs of the Empress Dowager, the Empress, and the princesses, gave her a particularly exciting and indescribable strange pleasure.

Like a tidal wave, her vaginal fluids gushed uncontrollably from her honeyed depths, spraying all over Ertai's fingers. Ertai withdrew his hand from Consort Ling's vagina, bringing his fingers, still carrying the strong scent of her vaginal fluids, to her face, laughing and saying, "Auntie, look how sensitive you are."

Her ears were filled with her nephew Ertai's teasing, and as she smelled the gushing fluids from her vagina, Consort Ling's face flushed red. Like a little girl, she twisted her body in protest, uttering a coquettish complaint, "You're so annoying! You've taken advantage of me, and now you're embarrassing me!"

At this moment, Consort Ling didn't understand why she regarded Ertai as her lover, acting like a girl in love, whining to him. Deeply rooted in lust, she had forgotten what shyness was.

"Auntie, you're satisfied, but I'm not. What do you suggest we do?" Ertai chuckled, rubbing his face against Consort Ling's. He then tried to unbutton her blouse with one hand, but Consort Ling stopped him. "Don't take it off. Everyone's here. It'll be hard to put it on when the lanterns are lit."

Ertai thought it made sense, so he only unbuttoned one button at Consort Ling's neck. Then, while kissing her, he slipped his hand inside her undone collar, past her close-fitting undergarment, and his large hand grasped Consort Ling's full, firm breasts, gently kneading them.

"Ah...so good...Ertai, you're so good at this...um...knead gently...you're going to break me..." Consort Ling couldn't help but breathe softly. Although the tingling pleasure from her breasts wasn't as intense as the pleasure Ertai felt when he thrust into her, it had a unique flavor. A strange current stimulated her body, making her feel that her garden, which had just ejaculated, was beginning to swell again.

An unbearable itch, a desperate yearning, she craved the penetration of Ertai's enormous penis to relieve her itch. She fantasized about the intense pleasure that would come from Ertai's large, thick member rubbing against the walls of her tight, moist vagina.

However, with everyone present, Ertai's penetration would be too obvious. No matter how much she suppressed it, others would notice. Yet, her desire was too intense; without the comfort of a large object, she felt she would collapse.

Ertai, at this moment, wanted release even more than Consort Ling. His erect glans was already purplish-red, showing how much he craved the lubrication of Consort Ling's beautiful vagina.

Lost in deep lust, he didn't notice a faint, pale green light emanating from Consort Ling's vagina, the light traveling along Ertai's fingers and into his body.

However, the wisp of energy that entered his body did not merge with or resist the existing energy within him. After quietly circulating through his eight extraordinary meridians for several cycles, it quietly entered his spiritual sea.

At the same time, the whirlwind outside noticeably weakened. After a short while, the wind stopped, and the monk from before ran back, telling everyone that the whirlwind had disappeared and they could light the lamps.

Hearing this, Consort Ling hurriedly pushed away Ertai's large hand, which was teasing her high breasts, and frantically straightened her disheveled clothes. Ertai put on his trousers in disappointment and sighed softly.

The lamps were lit, and everyone quickly closed their eyes, not daring to open them. After a while, as their eyes adjusted to the change in light, they opened them and were surprised to find that Consort Ling's face was flushed.

Especially Consort Yu, whose surprise was even more obvious. Her gaze towards Ertai and Consort Ling held a hint of anger and jealousy, but she quickly averted her gaze. She hadn't witnessed anything between Ertai and Consort Ling herself; she was merely speculating based on Consort Ling's strange behavior.

She tried to reassure herself that nothing had happened between Ertai and Consort Ling, but the inexplicable sense of loss and jealousy made her want to tear a thousand holes in them. A bitter feeling welled up inside her, like that of a heartbroken little girl.

She wanted to cry; tears welled in her eyes, but didn't fall.

For a moment, everyone fell silent. No one spoke; the atmosphere was tense and slightly eerie. The room was eerily quiet, broken only by the soft, overlapping breaths.

After a while, the Empress Dowager coughed softly, breaking the silence. "Alright, let's end the family banquet here today. I'm tired, everyone should go home."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone hurriedly rose, bowed, and took their leave.

Suddenly, the Empress Dowager seemed to remember something, her eyes quickly glancing at Ertai. After seeing Ertai's subtle signal, the Empress Dowager quickly looked away and said, "Oh, right, I need to go see Rong Mama. If you're free, please come with me." Hearing

the Empress Dowager suggest visiting Rong Mama, everyone was taken aback. They had thought the Empress Dowager was just saying it casually, to give the Empress face, but they hadn't expected her to actually do what she said, openly giving the Empress face in front of everyone!

Everyone was both jealous and angry, while the Empress was extremely excited, thinking that the Empress Dowager really doted on her. Even one of her personal maids was sick, and the Empress Dowager personally went to comfort her. It was clear how important she was to the Empress Dowager.

However, she still had to be humble on the surface. "Your Majesty, Rong Momo is still just a servant, and it's really not appropriate for you to personally visit her."

The Empress Dowager waved her hand, her expression serious but with a slight smile. "Rong Momo is an old maid in the palace who has made great contributions to our royal family. She is ill, and as her mistress, it is my duty to go and care for her."

Seeing the Empress Dowager's firm attitude, the Empress was even more pleased and bowed, saying, "On behalf of Rong Momo, I thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

Afterwards, everyone followed the Empress Dowager to Rong Momo's place. Ertai, being of low rank, politely let the ladies walk ahead of him. When Consort Yu passed by him, he clearly saw the displeasure and intense jealousy on her face.

Ertai was startled. He opened his mouth but said nothing. At this moment, Consort Ling, head bowed, walked shyly past Ertai. She slightly raised her head, looking at Ertai with a complicated expression. At this moment, she had completely sobered up from her lust. She was unsure how to face Ertai, or what her future status should be with him.

Was she a concubine? A subject and a concubine? Or a man and woman who had caressed each other's bodies? Her heart was in turmoil.

Ertai followed behind Consort Ling and Ninth Princess, stealing glances at Consort Ling's snow-white buttocks, swaying with each step under her tight-fitting qipao. He suddenly had a strong urge to pounce on her, pin her down, and enter her from behind, to enjoy her thoroughly. He fantasized about how white and fleshy Consort Ling's large, jade-like buttocks must be, and how comfortable it would feel to touch them.

Then he glanced at Qing'er diagonally in front of him and noticed that she was also secretly looking at him. Their eyes met, and Qing'er turned away shyly, leaving Ertai with a sweet smile and a perfectly beautiful back view.

At this moment, he heard Ninth Princess ask Consort Ling in a sweet voice, "Mother, why is your face so red and your hands so hot? Do you have a fever?"

"Mother is fine, don't worry, it's probably just because it was too hot just now, so—" Consort Ling was extremely flustered. She turned slightly and secretly glanced at Ertai behind her. He met her gaze, and Consort Ling immediately looked away like a startled rabbit.

"That night... was truly erotic..." Ertai sighed, then his gaze turned extremely uneasy, and he sneered, "But Rong Momo is probably doomed, hmph."

Chapter 073 Taking Advantage (Part Two)

Unbeknownst to them, the Empress Dowager and her entourage arrived at the Empress's residence. All the maids and eunuchs, upon seeing the Empress Dowager and the ladies and princesses, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to pay their respects.

The Empress Dowager waved her hand and walked straight through an archway towards the back courtyard. Arriving at Rong Momo's room, she saw Qiu Lan, the Twelfth Prince's wet nurse, kneeling on the ground in a flustered manner, her body trembling as she greeted, "Greetings, Empress Dowager! Greetings, Her Majesty the Empress! Greetings, Consort Yu..."

Upon seeing Qiu Lan, the Empress Dowager's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "Get out of the way! Can't you see the Empress Dowager and the other consorts are here?"

"Empress Dowager, what are you doing—" Qiu Lan looked up anxiously, her expression panicked, and hesitated, unable to speak.

"Nothing, I've come with the other consorts to see Rong Momo. Please rise." The Empress Dowager smiled kindly at Qiu Lan and slightly raised her hand, gesturing for her to rise.

However, Qiu Lan, perhaps having lost all her courage, ignored the Empress Dowager's words, kneeling there stubbornly refusing to rise, her eyes constantly glancing at the Empress.

Seeing Qiulan blocking the doorway, and with the Empress Dowager and the other concubines waiting outside, the Empress Dowager was immediately enraged. She coldly shouted, "You audacious servant! Get out of the way! Do you want the Empress Dowager, of such high status, to wait here with you? Get out of here!"

"Your Majesty, I—" Qiulan remained kneeling, secretly trying to wink at the Empress, but the Empress, in her anger, ignored her. She was puzzled; Qiulan was usually so shrewd, why was she acting so foolishly today, blocking the Empress Dowager and the others from entering Rong Mama's room?

How strange!

The Empress was suspicious, but she couldn't keep the Empress Dowager waiting too long. Suppressing her doubts, she was about to reprimand Qiulan when Ertai interrupted, "You audacious Qiulan! Get out of the way! Do you want the Empress Dowager to wait here until dawn?"

"Yes, Second Master Fu, but—" Qiu Lan slowly stood up, her expression still very troubled.

"No buts, move aside—" Ertai pretended to be angry, took a step forward, and raised his hand as if to push Qiu Lan away, but when he pushed Qiu Lan's shoulder, the force in his hand was released, and it changed to a caress.

Qiu Lan cooperated and stepped back, the two of them very close. Ertai asked in a low voice, "Baby, how is it inside?"

"No problem." Qiu Lan said softly.

"Baby, you did very well." Ertai praised.

Hearing her man's words of praise, Qiu Lan's cheeks suddenly turned red, but fortunately the night was hazy, and no one saw the shyness on Qiu Lan's face.

Pushing Qiu Lan aside, Ertai opened the door of Rong Mama's room, and then stood on the left side of the door, respectfully bowing his head, inviting the Empress Dowager and the other ladies inside.

There was no light in Rong Momo's bedroom; it was pitch black. The Empress turned to Qiu Lan and ordered, "Qiu Lan, light the lamp."

"Your Majesty, I, Rong Momo—" Qiu Lan stammered, her expression extremely flustered. Er Tai couldn't help but admire her acting skills; in modern times, she would definitely be an outstanding actress.

The Empress was growing impatient, wondering if Qiu Lan had lost her mind. Why was she repeatedly obstructing the Empress Dowager from visiting Rong Momo? And this Rong Momo was really something else. With so much noise in the courtyard, eunuchs and maids kneeling to pay their respects, how could she still be sleeping so soundly?

The Empress Dowager coming to the Empress's residence to see Rong Momo was already a huge honor. How could this usually capable Rong Momo fail at such a crucial moment? The Empress Dowager was right there, and she was still sleeping like a log.

"Go and light the lamps!" The Empress vented all her anger on Qiulan, yelling at her.

"Yes, yes—Your Majesty, this servant will go and light the lamps right away." Qiulan stammered in response, her body trembling as she went to get the flint and steel to light the candles.

Seeing Qiulan's somewhat disheveled appearance, Ertai immediately felt displeased and cursed inwardly, "So what if she's the Empress? Qiulan is my woman, you think you can just scold her like that? Just wait and see how I deal with you and avenge Qiulan, hmph!"

After a while, Qiulan lit all the candles in the room. After lighting the lamp closest to Rong Momo's bed, everyone froze, followed by screams of "Ah!"

Everyone was stunned, wondering if they were seeing things. They saw Rong Mama and Lin Hai lying on the bed, embracing. Although covered by a blanket, their bare shoulders peeking out from under the covers indicated they were naked and entangled in the embrace.

The two were sound asleep, completely unaware of the impending danger. The Empress Dowager and the other concubines turned and left Rong Mama's room, going to the outer room. Everyone was furious, their faces ashen.

Only Consort Ling's cheeks flushed crimson. She instinctively looked at Ertai, and seeing that his gaze was also fixed on her, Consort Ling felt so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground. Just moments ago in the Empress Dowager's living room, she and Ertai had been caressing each other, although they hadn't gone all the way...

The Empress was completely stunned, frozen like a wooden statue, her eyes wide open as she stared at the two sleeping peacefully on the bed. She wanted nothing more than to rush forward and strangle the two adulterers. But her senses were numb; this scene had caught her completely off guard. She never imagined that her wet nurse, Rong Momo, had gotten involved with the Empress Dowager's guard.

Besides, Rong Momo was over sixty years old; could she still have sexual function? But the facts were right before the Empress's eyes, leaving her no choice but to believe them, especially in front of the Empress Dowager and all the concubines and princesses. How could she possibly explain herself

? The Empress suddenly felt like crying. Rong Momo, who had always been her right-hand woman, had made such a mistake. Didn't she know that the royal rules forbade palace maids and guards from having affairs? If discovered, they would all be beheaded, and even her mistress would be implicated!

"Heaven help me, please don't let anyone use this against me," the Empress pleaded inwardly.

However, things didn't go as she expected. Just a few seconds later, Consort Zhen, regaining her composure, said angrily, "Your Majesty, I believe this matter should be dealt with seriously. We cannot tolerate Rong Momo just because she is an old palace maid and the Empress's wet nurse."

Consort Zhen's words were forceful, seemingly urging the Empress to punish Rong Momo, but in reality, she was pointing out the Empress's leniency and indulgence. Of course, in reality, both the Empress and Rong Momo were innocent.

But they shouldn't have offended Ertai, especially the Ertai after his time travel.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I think Wan'er (Consort Zhen's childhood name) is right. Once this matter spreads, it will inevitably cause a stir in the harem. If we don't deal with it seriously, it will be difficult to silence public opinion."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I agree with Ying'er (Consort Yu's childhood name)," Consort Zhen quickly added as soon as Consort Yu finished speaking.

"Your Majesty, Qing'er also thinks this should be dealt with seriously to nip this bad trend in the bud," Qing'er said, her face ashen.

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when the drum is broken, everyone beats it. The Empress has been too arrogant and has made too many enemies in the palace. However, she has always been cautious and hasn't made any major mistakes. But now that her closest confidante, Rong Mama, has made a mistake, everyone will naturally follow suit and kick her while she's down.

"Your Majesty, Jiao'er (Ninth Princess's childhood name) thinks so too." Ninth Princess was still young, and saying such things inevitably made her blush. But having grown up in the deep palace, she knew that her mother and the Empress were always at odds, so she followed the opinions of several other concubines and advised the Empress to deal with Rong Mama seriously, and also to punish the Empress.

Seeing everyone's agreement, the Empress looked at Consort Ling, who hadn't spoken, and asked, "Consort Ling, what do you think?"

"I..." Consort Ling didn't speak, her face flushed. She really didn't know what to say. Tonight, she and Ertai... She was the emperor's concubine; to do that with her own nephew was incest and adultery, a hundred times worse than a palace maid and a guard having an affair!

Seeing Consort Ling's vague words, the Empress Dowager frowned, her face showing displeasure. This Consort Ling was truly something; what did she mean? At least give her an answer! Even a single word of agreement would be better than nothing!

The Empress Dowager was still waiting for Consort Ling's clear stance, but Consort Zhen couldn't wait any longer. She thought the Empress Dowager was waiting for Consort Ling's response to try and exonerate the Empress, to find a way to soften the sentence. So she urgently said, "Empress Dowager, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. We must act swiftly and decisively, preventing this from spreading. Otherwise, if it reaches the common people, they will criticize our royal family."

"Hmm, Consort Zhen is right. So, according to you, how should this matter be handled?" the Empress Dowager asked Consort Zhen.

"Since Your Majesty has asked, then I will dare to speak. I believe that what Rong Mama and Lin Hai have done is a disgrace to our royal family. Such scoundrels must not be allowed to live. However, as for the protection and indulgence of certain individuals... I dare not speak of that."

While Consort Zhen said she dared not speak, she was actually implying that the incident involving Rong Mama and Lin Hai wasn't a recent occurrence; the Empress should have known about it long ago. Even if she didn't, as the head of the harem, she bore undeniable responsibility for oversight.

After hearing Consort Zhen's words, the Empress Dowager merely nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. She then turned to Ertai and instructed, "Ertai, I entrust this matter to you. You must investigate thoroughly and deal with it severely. Address each level of the investigation directly without any reservations. Remember, this matter must be brought under control."

"Your subject, Fu'ertai, obeys the decree." Fu'ertai was overjoyed and immediately knelt down respectfully. In front of outsiders, regardless of his relationship with the Empress Dowager, royal etiquette could not be disregarded.

Fu'ertai had reason to be happy. He had long ago conspired with the Empress Dowager to use this incident to eliminate Rong Momo and simultaneously put the Empress in a difficult position. Today

, the Empress Dowager had publicly given the order, entrusting Fu'ertai with full authority over the matter, without needing to worry about Rong Momo's powerful backing; she would support him in everything. This would make the investigation much easier, without many unnecessary obstacles. After all, in the Qianlong era, very few dared to disobey the Empress Dowager's decrees, including Qianlong himself.

Seeing Ertai solemnly agree, the Empress Dowager walked to the Empress's side and sternly reprimanded her, "Empress, you have truly disappointed me. Humph, all that protection and affection I once showed you!"

With that, the Empress Dowager angrily flung her sleeves and turned to leave. Watching the Empress Dowager's retreating figure, the Empress weakly called out "Empress Dowager," her body going limp as she was about to collapse to the ground. Ertai, quick as a flash, caught her. The Empress, finding support, slumped weakly against Ertai's body. Her full, soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest, reigniting the desire that had finally subsided within him.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Ertai whispered in the Empress's ear, his warm breath brushing against her face.

Chapter 74 Flirting with the Empress (Part 1)

When Ertai asked her a question and saw his concerned expression, a fleeting, helpless tenderness flashed in her eyes, but it vanished without a trace in an instant.

"It's alright, help me sit down," the Empress said calmly, looking at Ertai. Ertai helped the Empress to a chair and placed a cushion under her and behind her.

The Empress's eyes were vacant as she asked indifferently, "Ertai, how do you intend to deal with Rong Mama?"

Ertai shrugged, invoking the Empress Dowager, and replied, "Your Majesty, you must have heard what the Empress Dowager just said, but the three Noble Consorts also witnessed it firsthand. If we don't handle this impartially, it will be difficult to silence public opinion."

Hearing Ertai's words, the Empress nodded weakly, then lowered her tone, speaking in a consultative manner, "Ertai, Rong Mama is my wet nurse, she watched me grow up from childhood, just like my own mother. Could you—"

"Your Majesty, I will handle Rong Mama's matter according to my discretion," Ertai interrupted, meeting the Empress's questioning gaze with a heavy nod.

...

In a secret room at Xishan Temple, Rong Mama and Lin Hai knelt on the ground, awakened by two guards who poured cold water on them. Opening her eyes, Rong Mama stared blankly at her surroundings.

Upon seeing Ertai and his menacing guards, a flash of resentment crossed her eyes. She then said viciously, "Second Master Fu, I am the Empress's woman! You've detained me here like a prisoner. What do you mean by this? Who ordered you to do this?"

"Slap her!" Ertai said calmly.

*Slap slap slap!*

No sooner had Ertai finished speaking than Gao Yuan rushed forward and delivered over a dozen crisp slaps to Rong Mama's face, leaving her bleeding profusely.

Rong Mama, used to her arrogant ways, didn't take ordinary palace maids, eunuchs, or guards seriously. Gao Yuan had a long-standing grudge against her, and now that Rong Mama was in her hands, he naturally wanted to exact revenge.

Rong Momo was beaten senseless, her lips swollen and bruised. She stared blankly at Ertai, her eyes filled with increasing anger, and shouted, "Second Master Fu, what wrong have I done? Why are you torturing me like this? I am not convinced!"

"Hit her again! Beat her hard!" Ertai ordered Gao Da.

Gao Da grabbed a thick stick and kicked Rong Momo to the ground. He then began to beat her repeatedly with the stick, making her scream in pain. "Master Fu, spare me! Master Fu, spare me! Spare me! I'm too old to take this! Master Fu, spare me..."

"Damn it, stop screaming! Beat her hard!" Ertai said, his face contorted with rage. He thought of the foolish Erkang from the TV series, whose woman was being tortured by Rong Momo, yet he only kicked the old scoundrel once. But now Ertai had transmigrated, and Ziwei was destined to be his woman. Even if he couldn't have her, anyone who dared to take her from him would face severe consequences.

Ziwei hadn't entered the palace yet, and Ertai wanted to eliminate a potential threat beforehand. He would never allow the delicate Ziwei to suffer any harm.

"Ouch, Master Fu, spare me! You're going to beat me to death! You're killing me! Guards! Master Fu is abusing his power! He's killing me!" Rong Mama screamed in pain, her voice so loud it could be heard several kilometers away.

"Damn it, you old hag, you old scoundrel, stop!" Ertai cursed, signaling Gao Da to stop.

Gao Da looked at Ertai suspiciously but still stopped. Seeing Ertai shout for her to stop, Rong Mama's eyes flashed with triumph. She thought, "Hmph, so what if it's Master Fu? I'm the Empress's woman. I doubt you'd dare lay a hand on me!"

But the next moment, Ertai strode over to Gao Da, snatched the stick from his hand, and began to beat Rong Mama mercilessly until she was bleeding and unconscious.

"Useless trash, so easily beaten!" Ertai spat disdainfully at Rong Mama, then clapped his hands and ordered Gao Yuan and Gao Da with satisfaction, "Come on, get a bucket of water and splash it on her to wake her up. Tell her what happened."

"Yes, Second Young Master." Gao Yuan and Gao Da replied respectfully, then got a bucket of cold water and splashed it on Rong Mama's face.

Suddenly awakened by the cold water, Rong Mama winced in pain, lying on the ground in agony, and said weakly, "Second Master Fu, what wrong have I done to deserve this punishment? This is an abuse of power! I'm going to report you to the Empress Dowager and the Empress..."

"Go to hell, you abuse of power!" Before Rong Mama could finish speaking, Gao Yuan kicked her away. Her body slid along the ground for more than ten meters before crashing heavily into the wall, leaving the ground covered in blood.

Hearing a muffled thud, Lin Hai, kneeling on the ground, was startled and stared at Ertai in horror, muttering the word "devil" to himself.

After kicking Rong Mama a dozen more times, Gao Yuan revealed Rong Mama and Lin Hai's affair, saying, "Rong Mama, you've really made us proud! The Empress Dowager and several other empresses saw it all, hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Rong Mama's vision went black, and she fainted again.

"Wake her up!" Ertai said coldly.

*Splash!*

A bucket of icy water was splashed on Rong Momo's face, jolting her awake. Gone was her previous arrogance; she trembled and pleaded, "Second Master Fu, I'm innocent! I'm still... still a virgin! How could I possibly be with Lin Hai..." "

Hit her again!" Hearing the words "virgin," Ertai was instantly enraged. What nonsense! A virgin can be a wet nurse?

"Yes." Gao Yuan and Gao Da flanked Rong Momo, and then another guard stepped forward with a stick, beating Rong Momo mercilessly in the stomach until blood streamed from her mouth, and she was too pained to speak.

"Put her down." Ertai waved his hand, signaling the men to stop. They released Rong Mama's shoulders and threw her to the ground. Then Ertai looked at Lin Hai and asked coldly, "Lin Hai, tell me, when did you and Rong Mama start having an affair? You'd better tell me honestly and in detail, or else, hmph."

"Yes, Master Fu, I said—" Lin Hai trembled, his voice shaking, "It started three years ago, one night at Xishan Temple. I wasn't on night duty that day. After handing over my shift, I had just returned to my room when I found Rong Mama lying naked on my bed. She said a lot of things about loving me, and then..."

"Oh?" Ertai raised an eyebrow, suppressing the urge to vomit, and asked, "So, you and Rong Mama have been having an affair for a long time?"

"Yes, yes, I dare not hide it. To be honest, Master Fu, I couldn't control myself for a moment, so—" Lin Hai knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"You, you're lying! When did I ever follow you? You—" Hearing Lin Hai's shameless confession, Rong Momo was furious. If she hadn't been sore from the beating and unable to get up, she would have pounced on him and bitten his throat. Even so, Rong Momo still stared at Lin Hai with murderous eyes.

"How can I be lying? You clearly said so many things about admiring me that day, and even said that if I followed you, you could get the Empress to promote me to the position of Chief Guard. But it's been three years, and I'm still just an ordinary guard—" Lin Hai said resentfully, sounding like a gigolo Rong Momo had kept without paying him.

Then he looked at Ertai, kowtowing repeatedly, "Second Master Fu, I deserve to die! I was bewitched by that old hag Rong Mama! Please, you must do me justice!"

"Hmph, you scoundrel!" Ertai cursed angrily, then waved his hand, signaling Gao Yuan to bring the prepared confession, saying, "Have him sign it."

"Yes, Second Master Fu." Gao Yuan brought the confession to Lin Hai, who readily pressed his fingerprint, then looked at Ertai with a fawning, obsequious expression.

Ertai turned his face away, refusing to look at him, and then said to Rong Mama, "Since Lin Hai has confessed, you'd better sign it quickly to avoid physical punishment."

"No, I won't sign it! I'm innocent! I'm wronged—I—" Hearing Ertai tell her to sign it, Rong Mama's face turned bright red, and she argued excitedly.

'Slap!'

Suddenly, she received another slap on the face.

"Second Master Fu, you must investigate thoroughly! This servant is truly innocent—"

*Slap!*

Another slap landed on her other cheek.

Gao Yuan then went into the inner room and soon emerged, carrying a torture device. Seeing this, Ertai immediately thought of the torture Rong Momo and the others had used on Ziwei and Xiangfei, and a surge of vengeful pleasure welled up within him.

"No, no, no—" Seeing the device, Rong Momo's eyes filled with horror. She swayed weakly, trying to dodge, and looked helplessly at Ertai, pleading.

However, Ertai showed no pity, coldly saying, "Use the torture!"

Gao Yuan nodded. The former separated Rong Momo's fingers, while the latter put the device on her hands. Then, with a pull of the rope, excruciating pain shot through Rong Momo's body from her fingers.

"Ah!"

Rong Mama broke out in a cold sweat. It's said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and now, with her fingers clamped by the torture rods, she cried out in agony. Soon, under the torture of the rods, Rong Mama's fingers were swollen and red like radishes.

"Ah, Master Fu, please, please don't torture me anymore!" Rong Mama pleaded desperately, her expression one of unbearable pain.

"Clamp both hands at once," Ertai said, his tone still devoid of warmth.

Gao Yuan and Gao Da followed suit, clamping the rods onto Rong Mama's other hand and pulling the ropes forcefully. The excruciating pain caused Rong Mama to faint, her body convulsing uncontrollably.

"Make her sign," Ertai stopped Gao Yuan, preventing him from waking Rong Mama again. The latter understood, took Rong Mama's index finger, and signed and sealed the confession.

...

With Rong Momo's confession, Ertai ordered Gao Yuan and Gao Da to have men guard the secret room, preventing anyone from contacting her. He then returned to his room, retrieved Lin Hai's previous confession and the testimony of Hua Zhi, the Empress's maid, and excitedly went to the Empress's courtyard.

Outside the Empress's room, two maids blocked Ertai's path, saying that the Empress had decreed that it was late, she was unwell, and did not wish to see anyone.

Ertai didn't mind, simply smiling and saying, "Go tell the Empress that Ertai requests an audience; she will definitely see you."

"Oh." The two maids exchanged a skeptical glance, one of them turning and going inside, but quickly returning with a smile, saying to Ertai, "Second Master Fu, you're truly amazing! The Empress wants you to come in immediately."

"Hehe, I can tell fortunes." Ertai was in high spirits, reaching out to pinch the maid's cheek, a mischievous grin on his face.

The maid blushed slightly at his pinch, lowering her head shyly, not daring to look at Ertai. Another maid beside her was a little jealous, regretting that she hadn't gone in to announce his arrival; otherwise, Ertai would have pinched her cheek.

Ertai, of course, was unaware of her thoughts. Besides, a maid really didn't interest him. He strode into the Empress's room, his heart inexplicably racing.

Chapter 75 Teasing the Empress (Part Two)

Passing through the corridor connecting the outer and inner chambers, Ertai entered the Empress's inner chamber. He saw the Empress half-reclining on the bed, a purple gauze curtain hanging in front of her, half-hidden and hazy in the flickering candlelight.

Ertai stepped forward, half-kneeling in greeting, and said, "Your subject, Ertai, respectfully wishes Your Majesty good health."

"Rise, please sit." The Empress's words were as calm as possible, but a hint of urgency could still be heard.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Ertai said. A maid brought him a stool, and Ertai sat down with an air of superiority, his eyes secretly glancing at the Empress behind the gauze curtain.

"You may all leave," the Empress waved to the maids.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the maids replied, bowing their heads as they left.

Hearing the maids close the door, the Empress rose from the bed, stood up, lifted the gauze curtain, and walked gracefully towards Ertai.

Ertai hurriedly stood up, his head half-lowered, his eyes fixed on the Empress's graceful and beautiful figure.

The Empress was exceptionally beautiful today, her tight-fitting yellow cheongsam accentuating her elegant figure. Her face no longer held its former majesty and arrogance, but instead a deep melancholy, adding a touch of pitiful femininity.

"Ertai, how is the investigation going? Can you tell me?" the Empress asked softly, as if in pleading.

"Your Majesty, the situation is not optimistic," Ertai said, his eyes lingering on the Empress's ample bosom as he feigned distress.

"Oh? How is it not optimistic? Please speak freely," the Empress said, her heart pounding in her throat, though she forced a calm expression.

"Oh, Your Majesty, you should see for yourself," Ertai said, pulling three confessions from his robes and handing them to the Empress.

The first was Huazhi's confession: the plate of persimmons laced with hallucinogenic drugs given to the Empress Dowager was actually given to Rong Momo without Huazhi's knowledge.

The second was Ertai's interrogation, revealing that Rong Momo and Lin Hai were having an affair, and it even bore the signatures of both Rong Momo and Lin Hai.

The third was Lin Hai's confession, simple yet revealing his identity as a Red Lotus Sect spy, but also the most damaging.

As expected, after reading the three testimonies, the Empress's face turned ashen, and her body uncontrollably staggered backward. Ertai hurriedly stepped forward and gently supported her from the side, softly asking, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." The Empress, her face ashen, shook her head slightly, but did not push Ertai away. Her body leaned weakly against Ertai, her full breasts rubbing against his chest as if being caressed, making him feel a tingling sensation.

The two were alone in the room, with no outsiders present, so Ertai used the excuse of caring for the Empress to gently place his arm on her fragrant shoulder, and his other hand caressed her slender waist, gently half-embracing her fragrant, soft, and delicate body.

At this moment, the Empress was completely stunned, unaware that her position with Ertai was somewhat ambiguous. It wasn't until she felt Ertai's warm breath on her cheek and neck that she shyly and gently pulled away from his embrace.

Once the Empress's softness and warmth disappeared from his hands, Ertai sighed with a sense of loss, his expression quickly returning to normal.

The Empress asked softly, "Ertai, who else knows about this?"

"Just the two of us," Ertai deliberately phrased his answer ambiguously. A normal answer would have been 'just Your Majesty and I.'

However, the Empress was still in shock and didn't catch Ertai's 'disrespectful' reply.

"Then what do you intend to do?" the Empress asked, looking at Ertai hopefully.

However, a cold smile crept across Ertai's lips as he coldly replied, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, Rong Momo's actions have corrupted the atmosphere of our royal family, that's her first crime. Furthermore, her collusion with the Red Lotus Rebellion's Lin Hai is an ambiguous affair, that's her second crime. And her poisoning the Empress Dowager is her third crime."

He paused, observing the Empress's reaction and seeing her utter panic, and continued, "According to the laws of our Great Qing, a palace maid who commits adultery with a guard is to be executed immediately; colluding with rebels is punishable by slow slicing; and poisoning the Empress Dowager is punishable by the extermination of nine generations of her family!"

Ertai's words were forceful and resounding, like thunderclaps to the Empress's ears. Especially the phrase "extermination of nine generations of her family"—it felt like a bolt from the blue. She, the Empress—was within Rong Momo's nine generations of family!

Of course, as the Empress, she wouldn't be easily beheaded unless she committed a heinous crime of usurping power. These three confessions only implicated Rong Momo and Lin Hai, a member of the Red Lotus Rebellion, without implicating the Empress herself, thus absolving her of the major crime of being the mastermind.

However, Rong Momo was, after all, her wet nurse and confidante. If Rong Momo committed a grave crime, the Empress couldn't escape the blame for her cover-up or negligence. If the Empress Dowager and the Emperor wanted to investigate, she wouldn't just lose her position, but might even be imprisoned in the cold palace for life.

That would ruin her entire life!

The thought of the 'cold palace' sent chills down the Empress's spine.

However, the matter wasn't beyond repair. Ertai had said that only he and she knew about this. As long as Ertai didn't tell the Empress Dowager or the Emperor, wouldn't their entire family be spared the punishment?

The evidence of Rong Momo and Lin Hai's affair alone wasn't enough to implicate her too much. After all, women in the palace were too lonely, and occasional outbursts were inevitable. Even if the Empress was extremely perceptive, she couldn't possibly know everyone's every move.

Therefore, Ertai was the key. She had to find a way to make him suppress the matter. The Empress secretly made up her mind, but then she thought it would be difficult to do. After all, she had caused Ertai trouble many times before. It would be good enough if he didn't kick her while she was down, let alone listen to her orders.

However, there was no time to worry about that now. Whether it succeeded or not, they had to try to find out. So the Empress raised her head, looked at Ertai, and said gently, "Ertai, Rong Momo was my wet nurse. I've had a deep bond with her since childhood. I can vouch for her character. Perhaps she couldn't control herself and had physical intimacy with Lin Hai, but to conclude from this that Rong Momo is involved with the Red Lotus Sect, isn't that too hasty?"

Hearing the Empress's words, Ertai's eyes darted around, and he replied, "Your Majesty is right." "That's reasonable, I think so too. However, our dynasty is quite strict in investigating and punishing rebels. Even if Rong Momo was unaware of Lin Hai's identity, it's an undeniable fact that she had intimate relations with a rebel. According to the laws of our Great Qing, Rong Momo cannot escape the punishment of immediate execution."

Seeing Ertai's resolute expression, his words constantly mentioning "immediate execution," clearly indicating his intention to kill Rong Momo, I became somewhat anxious and openly broke the taboo, saying, "Ertai, only you and I know about this now, you can't—"

"Your Majesty." Before the Empress could finish speaking, Ertai interrupted, "You mean, you want me to conceal this? You are the head of the harem, you should be familiar with the laws of our Great Qing. If this is exposed now, the accusations of knowing but not reporting, of protecting and condoning, will be firmly pinned on my head. At that time, not only will my life be in danger, but my family will also be implicated."

Ertai's tone was full of mockery.

"However, only you and I know about this matter. You can secretly execute Lin Hai and release Rong Momo." This matter involved the Empress's wet nurse, and consequently, herself. The Empress, disregarding her status, openly instructed Ertai to outwardly comply while inwardly resisting.

However, Ertai was not one to be trifled with, and he wouldn't act without a clear benefit. Unless the Empress offered him sufficient rewards, he would definitely put Rong Momo to death.

He replied solemnly, "Your Majesty, I was acting on the Empress Dowager's decree to investigate Rong Momo and Lin Hai's 'affair,' but this led to the discovery of Lin Hai's identity as a member of the Red Lotus Rebellion, which was unexpected. Now that I've discovered Lin Hai's identity, if I don't report the truth and handle this hastily, I will face execution if the matter is leaked. Besides, I have no relation to Rong Momo; why should I risk my life to save her?"

Ertai's words appeared resolute on the surface, but in reality, he was implying to the Empress that he would consider it if there were sufficient benefits.

The Empress, being the head of the harem and exceptionally shrewd from a young age, though deeply worried, remained composed. She understood Ertai's meaning and her expression softened slightly as she said, "Ertai, I know this matter is very difficult, but I won't make things difficult for you. Here are thirty thousand taels of silver notes, my personal savings. Take them and distribute them to your subordinates."

As she spoke, the Empress pulled a stack of silver notes from her sleeve. Unexpectedly, Ertai didn't even glance at them. A mocking sneer suddenly appeared on his lips as he replied, "Your Majesty, this is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your family. You think you can settle this with a mere thirty thousand taels of silver notes?"

"What did you say?" The Empress looked up, astonished at Ertai. She wondered if he had lost his mind, daring to speak to her like that. Didn't he know that she was the mistress, and he was merely a lowly subject?

She had already made a huge decision, swallowing her pride to send him money and beg him to resolve the matter. For the Empress to bribe a mere subject—how shameful! If word got out, what would become of her dignity and reputation?

And now, what was even more infuriating was that this damned subject openly claimed the money she had given was too little!

However, she did need Ertai's help. If she offended him over a mere few tens of thousands of taels of silver, and this confirmed Rong Momo's identity as a member of the Red Lotus Rebellion in front of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, potentially leading to her losing her position as Empress and being banished to the Cold Palace, it would be a terrible loss. After a

fierce internal struggle, the Empress suppressed her anger, her face flushed, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Ertai, I'll be frank with you. Name your price."

"Hehe, I don't want a single penny." A familiar, wicked smile suddenly appeared on Ertai's lips. Then, to the Empress's astonishment, he slowly moved closer, raising his hand to lightly pinch her soft, smooth chin, chuckling softly, "I only want you."

"You—"

The Empress's face flushed red, stunned for a moment, then her expression hardened with anger. She slapped away Ertai's hand that was teasing her chin, glaring at him furiously, and said angrily, "I am the Empress of this dynasty! How dare you openly flirt with me? Aren't you afraid I'll punish you for a grave offense of disrespect?"

"Haha, afraid? Of course I'm afraid." Ertai chuckled wickedly, his words laced with fear, but his actions only became more exaggerated. He pinched the Empress's chin again, gently kneading and shaking it, then whispered in her ear, "But did anyone see me being disrespectful to you?"

"You—shameless—" The Empress's face flushed crimson. She shoved Ertai away, her body trembling with rage, and raised her hand, pointing angrily at him.

"Yes, I admit I'm shameless." Ertai grinned and took the Empress's hand, placing it on his face and stroking his cheek. He greedily savored the fragrance emanating from her fingertips, and said with a wicked smile, "I am shameless, but it's still better than some people secretly calling my name while masturbating."

"You, you, what are you saying?" The Empress was struck dumb. She froze for a moment, then her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Ertai. She truly wondered if she had misheard.

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