The Romantic Journey Through Time: Huanzhu's Romantic Adventures, Part 23

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Chapters 106-108 Sleeping in the Same Bed with Consort Ling and Her Daughter (Part 9)

Although it was a scolding, Consort Ling's tone sounded more like a coquettish plea, and she also seemed to desperately want Ertai's big penis to re-enter her tender little hole that he had aroused. After all, Ertai had just been inserting it perfectly, but then suddenly pulled it out, which extinguished the desire that had just been ignited in Consort Ling, making her feel extremely sad.

"Auntie, good wife, don't be impatient, your big penis, your good nephew-husband will make you feel good..."

Ertai said with a wicked smile, and the somewhat vulgar language in his mouth reached Ninth Princess's ears, making her cheeks flush red.

"You're so naughty, I'm not your wife..."

Consort Ling's slender little hand, which was wrapped around Ertai's neck, was raised and gently slapped Ertai's cheek in embarrassment. In fact, it was more like a caress than a slap.

Seeing his once high and mighty concubine now completely treating him as her man, flirting with him beneath him, filled him with overwhelming excitement. He lowered himself and kissed Consort Ling's red lips, his hands caressing her full, round breasts, too large to grasp in one hand.

He lowered his head to suckle her pink nipples, licking her areolas. Consort Ling moaned softly, "Ah...ah...it tickles..."

He laid her sexy body flat on the bed, kissing her smooth thighs. Consort Ling trembled slightly. He extended his tongue, slipping it under her alluring vulva, gently kissing her soft, moist petals, then parting them with his fingers to reveal her honeyed opening.

Ertai's tongue pressed forcefully against the tightly closed, smooth opening, licking its tender skin. His lips moved to the top of the cleft, finding the adorable little clitoris. He playfully touched it with the tip of his nose, opened his mouth, and sucked on it. At the same time, his fingers inserted into Consort Ling's wet, honeyed cave, feeling the scalding temperature inside. He withdrew his fingers, seeing the sticky love juice clinging to them. The bright red labia flipped in and out with the movement of his fingers, and his teeth gently nibbled at the erect, rosy clitoris.

"Ah... Ertai... so good... harder... mmm..."

Consort Ling moaned softly, her alluring flesh becoming even wetter.

Ertai glanced triumphantly at the Ninth Princess beside him, then stuck out his tongue, swirling up the slightly astringent love juice.

"No... no... don't... mmm..."

Consort Ling cried out incoherently. Ertai pinched and played with her little clitoris with his index and middle fingers, his mouth pressed against her honeyed cave, sucking out more love juice from deep within.

"Auntie... your pussy is so beautiful... I'm going to make you feel like you're in heaven!"

Ertai used his fingers instead of his mouth to suck and caress Consort Ling's honey hole and clitoris, causing her hot honey hole to convulse violently, as if emanating endless suction force, drawing Ertai's fingers into the deep hole.

"Ah... you big bad guy... be gentle... you're going to... um... play with Auntie to death..."

Consort Ling's slender fingers dug into Ertai's hair, gripping it tightly, her mouth uttering dazed moans. Ertai pressed his face against Consort Ling's swollen honey hole, moving slowly, letting her dark and soft pubic hair rub against his skin.

Consort Ling's red, warm, moist honey lips were slightly parted, making Ertai's heart flutter. He reached out and parted the honey lips, his tongue licking the cleft, sucking on her clitoris. Consort Ling hugged his head and pressed it down hard, her mouth slightly open as she moaned.

"So comfortable... ah... no... don't stop... don't stop... my little hole is so beautiful... so beautiful... ah..."

Watching Consort Ling's face flush with desire and her breath come in gasps under his teasing, Ertai whispered in her ear, "Consort, I want to love you properly, right in front of Ninth Princess, to possess you beautifully."

Hearing Ertai say this, Consort Ling blushed with embarrassment, her gaze instinctively turning to Ninth Princess. The latter, sensing this, hurriedly looked back behind the covers. Only after Consort Ling had looked away did Ertai turn his gaze back to Consort Ling's mother and brother Ertai, witnessing the intense scene that was about to unfold.

Ninth Princess's movements did not escape Ertai's keen senses. Knowing she was peeking, Ertai deliberately slowed his movements. He slowly parted Consort Ling's thighs, revealing the honeyed hole surrounded by black pubic hair where her legs crossed. At this moment, the honeyed hole was already open, revealing the tender red flesh of the vaginal walls, the entrance of the honeyed hole moist and writhing.

The Ninth Princess witnessed this scene clearly. Even in the dim light, she noticed the difference between her mother's and her own vulva. Her own vulva was pink and tender, a deep peach color, while her mother's was pink with slight hints of dark purple, and it was also larger than hers.

"Ugh! Why are you so slow? Hurry up..."

With the Ninth Princess right beside her, Consort Ling was truly worried. Coupled with the fact that she was already very aroused by Ertai, she urged Ertai to enter quickly, and couldn't help but complain coquettishly.

Looking at his concubine's charming and slightly reproachful face, Ertai thrust his penis closer to her beautiful vulva, grinning wickedly, "Concubine, this is what you wanted, hehehe."

Seeing Ertai's wicked grin, and glancing out of the corner of her eye at his large, throbbing penis that she both loved and feared, Concubine Ling gasped, trembling as she said, "You rascal, don't be so clumsy this time. Insert it gently; your thing is so big, I can't take it..."

"That's hard to say, hehe."

Ertai chuckled mischievously, then lingered his penis around the entrance of Concubine Ling's honeyed cave, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, sometimes teasing her labia, sometimes lightly probing the entrance.

Concubine Ling was aroused, her half-open, half-closed eyes filled with intoxication, her heavy breathing revealing an unbearable, ecstatic state. Her honeyed cave was already glistening with spring water, exceptionally lubricated. She involuntarily thrust her mons pubis forward, while he deliberately slid his penis away, refusing to insert his large penis into his aunt's vagina no matter how much Consort Ling pleaded.

Consort Ling immediately protested, twisting her body and feigning anger, "You big bad guy... um... Auntie won't come... I told you not to be naughty..."

She was teased by Ertai, her heart itching with a shy moan. Ertai then pressed his penis against the entrance of her honeyed cave, and taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, he thrust his penis hard into her small, beautiful hole. Consort Ling immediately cried out loudly, "Ah... ah... you big bad guy... umm... you 're so cruel... not at all... ah... you don't care about Auntie's life or death... I... won't come...

" Hearing his aunt's loud, reckless cries and her saying she wouldn't come, Ertai grinned lewdly and leaned close to her ear, mischievously reminding her, "Auntie, keep your voice down, don't let Ninth Princess hear, hehe."

While saying he wanted Consort Ling to be quiet, his actions were actually mischievous, increasing the force of his large penis thrusting into her small hole, all the while glancing at Ninth Princess beside him.

Despite her desperate attempts to suppress her cries, worried that the Ninth Princess might hear Ertai's frenzied thrusting, Consort Ling's screams grew increasingly shrill. "Ah... Ertai... ahh... slower... ahh... it hurts so much..."

Consort Ling's wet, honeyed orifice convulsed incessantly, the soft, fleshy walls tightly enveloping Ertai's penis, making him feel incredibly comfortable. This emboldened him to increase the pace, speed, and depth of his thrusts, each time reaching straight to the very core of his aunt's vagina.

"Oh... oh... um... ah..."

Consort Ling couldn't help but sway her jade-like buttocks, making Ertai's penis move in and out of her warm, wet orifice more firmly and smoothly. She gripped the sofa with her small hands, her mouth constantly uttering seductive moans, "So comfortable... my little hole is so hot... so beautiful... Ertai... faster... harder... ah... aunt... um... I want you so much... ah... faster... um um um um um..."

Ertai's penis was repeatedly swallowed and withdrawn from Consort Ling's beautiful vagina. He pressed Consort Ling's slender, silk-stockinged legs against her round breasts, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Spasms rippled through the flesh walls of his penis. Consort Ling, who was about to be overwhelmed by the impending intense orgasm, suddenly did something that surprised both Ertai and the Ninth Princess who was secretly watching from the side. She quickly rolled over, pushed Ertai onto the bed and pinned him beneath her, then sat on top of him, swaying her willow-like waist.

"Ahhh...so beautiful...my pussy is so beautiful...ahhh...husband...good husband...harder...my heart is...it's coming..."

Consort Ling bent over, her hands supporting her on the bed, her sexy, snowy buttocks rising and falling as she swallowed Ertai's penis. Ertai's hands reached down to her soft breasts, pinching her pink nipples, while she frantically swayed her round, white buttocks back and forth to meet him. With a high-pitched "Ah!"

, Consort Ling's body trembled violently, and a thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed out, scalding Ertai's glans, which was inserted into her beautiful pussy, making it tremble.

After the climax, Consort Ling, still aroused, showed a satisfied expression. She placed her smooth, alluring legs in Ertai's arms, swaying her slender waist as she actively thrust into Ertai's penis.

"Is it beautiful, my darling concubine?"

Ertai asked deliberately while sucking on his concubine's nipple.

"Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! Auntie feels so good! Ertai, Auntie loves you to death!"

"I love you so much too, Auntie!"

Hearing his auntie's heartfelt confession, Ertai was overjoyed. He glanced at the Ninth Princess peeking beside him, and then, following the rhythm of Consort Ling's thrusts, he slowly raised his penis to meet hers, gradually increasing the speed, while his large hands kneaded her full breasts, from light to heavy.

"Mmm...so hot...so full...it feels so good..."

Consort Ling groaned softly, her jade hands tightly gripping his arm.

As Ertai's scrotum pounded against her buttocks, her contracting vagina sent shivers of pleasure through him. The folds of her vaginal walls brushed against the concave part of his glans, causing Ertai to tilt his head back and take a deep breath. The veins on Ertai's penis, engorged with blood, filled Consort Ling's vagina completely, increasing the friction between their flesh.

As Ertai thrust in and out, Consort Ling's crimson labia were pulled in and out. Ertai continued to push forward, causing Consort Ling's waist to arch upwards, her delicate, plump buttocks suspended in mid-air, her thighs stretched straight out like an inverted U. He used his left hand to part her thick pubic hair, penetrating her labia, which were stretched open by his penis, and pinching her clitoris. His right hand slid across her buttocks, wet with love juice, and touched Consort Ling's pale pink anus, like a chrysanthemum. His fingers gently pressed the fine folds around her anus, slowly inserting inside.

Consort Ling was startled and cried out, "Ertai, no... don't touch there!"

Ninth Princess, standing nearby, widened her eyes. Following her mother's protest, her gaze fell on Ertai's fingers, and she realized that Ertai's hand had actually touched her mother's... chrysanthemum bud...

"How embarrassing... how can you touch a woman's chrysanthemum bud?" Ninth Princess was immediately filled with shame. At the same time, she subconsciously touched her own chrysanthemum bud lightly with her small hand, secretly relieved that her brother Ertai hadn't touched her there, otherwise she would have been mortified.

Consort Ling's tight, tender anus contracted and squeezed Ertai's slowly entering fingers. The unprecedented stimulation caused the tender flesh of her vagina to writhe and contract rapidly, and she moaned continuously, "Ah...ah..." Before long, Ertai's dual assault had her body throbbing and about to reach the peak of desire again.

Ertai's penis thrust powerfully, and his fingers kneaded intensely.

"Ugh..."

Consort Ling seemed to be crying with pleasure, her cherry-like mouth opened exaggeratedly, and her slender hands placed on Ertai's chest, as if to push him away.

Ertai became even more triumphant, increasing the speed and force of his penis and fingers thrusting into Consort Ling's two orifices.

"Ahhh... Ertai... I can't take it anymore... Mmm... I'm going to... fly... to heaven..."

Consort Ling moaned incessantly, suppressing her low groans, her starry eyes slightly closed as she breathed rapidly. Her slender waist swayed and bounced, her beautiful orifice rapidly sucking and swallowing Ertai's large penis.

She panted heavily, her beautiful legs swinging, her hair disheveled and covering her pink neck, her mouth constantly moaning, "Ah... ah... mmm... dear brother... you... ah... slower..."

Her beautiful moans were accompanied by tightly closed eyes, her pink face shaking, her narrow and deep honey orifice burning hot, love juice gushing forth.

Ertai thrust his penis forward forcefully, Consort Ling bit her red lips tightly, uttering lewd words, she gripped the sheets tightly, her white and pert buttocks powerfully heaving, her mouth uttering muffled cries, "Ah!" "No... Ahhh... Good husband... My heart... is about to fly... Ah... Dear husband... Harder... Harder into you... My good wife... Mmm... I'm going to... I'm going to lose it..."

Ertai knew his concubine was about to climax, so he pressed his penis tightly against her vulva, feeling the deep honey hole tightly sucking and spitting out his big penis, the surging hot current making his whole body spasm.

He quickly rolled over and pressed his concubine down, then grabbed his concubine's silk-stockinged legs with both hands and pressed them against his chest, deforming his pair of full, white breasts. His hands grabbed his concubine's two beautiful feet encased in silk stockings, stroking and kneading her soles and toes while thrusting his penis hard into his concubine's penis, making Consort Ling moan continuously, her lewd words echoing.

“Ah… Ertai… dear brother… good husband… thrust harder… Aunt feels so good… I want… I want… to be… fucked to death… by you… good nephew… um… dear husband… sister… so beautiful… so beautiful…”

“Aunt, is your nephew fucking you good? Is it satisfying?”

Consort Ling’s vagina was gushing hot vaginal fluid due to arousal, which made Ertai’s head spin and he involuntarily utter sweet words.

“Satisfying… ah… so good… harder… umm… Aunt is coming…”

"Ah... Husband... Xin'er can't take it anymore... Ah... Auntie's little hole is going to... going to be melted... by your... um... big meat stick... Ah... Ah... Xin'er is coming... Ah..."

Hearing his once noble and dignified concubine uttering such lewd moans beneath him, Ertai was instantly excited. He gripped his concubine's full breasts tightly with both hands, kneading and squeezing them, pushing her round, full breasts into a deep cleavage. Coupled with his concubine's slender waist, flat abdomen, long, beautiful legs, and the sexy silk bodice and semi-transparent panties scattered on the bed, Ertai stimulated himself to thrust his penis even more intensely into his concubine's writhing honey hole. The

Ninth Princess, perhaps feeling hidden under the covers... Slightly breathless, she suddenly threw back the covers, revealing her beautiful little head. Her long, flowing hair was loose, and her large, almond-shaped eyes were fixed on her mother, who was hooking her long, beautiful legs around Ertai's back, moaning softly as he thrust into her. Her fair face was flushed, and her cherry-red lips looked fresh and tempting.

For some reason, Ertai suddenly felt a surge of wickedness. Although he was afraid that his aunt would blame him, his mind went out of control and he pulled the Ninth Princess into his arms. Looking at her beautiful face beneath her hair, he lifted her soft, long hair and continued to thrust his penis forcefully into his aunt's burning honey hole. The Consort was overwhelmed with shyness, her face flushed, her alluring eyes slightly closed, her high, firm breasts rising and falling, and her small mouth half-open, letting out soft, delicate moans.

“Ah… Ertai… you’re so strong… faster… ah ah ah… my heart is going to… be lost… ah… good husband… dear husband… concubine… um… your sweet heart… good sister… dear wife… is going to be… broken by your big thing… ah… dear brother… big meat stick brother… is fucking my heart… so good… my… hole… um… is going to be… fucked… to death by your… big… meat stick… ah…”

"Mmm...ah...husband...hurry up...harder...heart...mmm...I can't take it anymore...hurry up...my little hole...is going to...coming...ah ah...ah!"

Consort Ling's moans made Ninth Princess's breathing quicken, and her breasts, which had been partially exposed when Ertai took off her bodice, rose and fell frequently.

Consort Ling, having just climaxed, suddenly realized that Ninth Princess was being held in Ertai's arms. Overwhelmed with shame, she cried out "Ah!" and quickly covered her face with her hands, unable to face Ninth Princess. In her heart, she kept blaming herself and Ertai, "How could Ninth Princess have heard it all? What I just did... those moans, she heard them all! How can I face Ninth Princess now? How can I be a mother?"

"It's all Ertai's fault. If he hadn't seduced me, how could I... and Miao'er wouldn't have noticed... Yes, it's all Ertai's fault, it's all his fault, that big bad guy, hmph..."

Ertai, who was being complained about by Consort Ling, was also puzzled. He had only embraced Ninth Princess on impulse, but he never expected that Ninth Princess would not resist at all and would obediently let him hold her in his arms. Her delicate body was even trembling slightly in his arms.

The sweet fragrance of the Ninth Princess wafted around his face, and he felt her delicate body trembling slightly with rising desire as she rubbed against him. Consort Ling, ashamed, dared not stop Ertai from embracing the Ninth Princess, which stirred Ertai's heart. He held her even tighter and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

He kissed her rosy cheeks, her fragrant neck, and her sweet-smelling mouth. Although the Ninth Princess was innocent and unaware, her body was fully developed. The scene she had witnessed of her mother and brother Ertai's passionate encounter had already aroused her budding body. Therefore, when Ertai kissed her lips and tried to pry open her mouth with his tongue, the intoxicated Ninth Princess only offered a token resistance before letting Ertai's tongue slip into her mouth, sucking on her tender tongue, entwining and teasing it.

To his surprise, he easily managed a French kiss with Ninth Princess. Ertai was instantly thrilled; this was his first time experiencing a mother-daughter kiss, and he felt an indescribable joy. His left hand caressed Consort Ling's full breasts, while his right hand slipped inside Ninth Princess's silk bodice, kneading her soft, delicate breasts.

Although Ninth Princess's breasts weren't as large as her mother Consort Ling's, they possessed a beautiful shape and elasticity. Their breasts were equally delicate, with round, firm, and elastic peaks. The only difference was that Ninth Princess's skin was whiter and more tender than Consort Ling's.

At this moment, Ninth Princess's virgin body was aroused by Ertai's passion, growing increasingly hot. Waves of intense, unprecedented pleasure surged through her mind, making her body weaker and weaker, almost unable to support her. Desperately seeking support, she trembled and shyly clung tightly to Ertai's neck, twisting her body as Ertai deeply kissed her fragrant lips.

Ertai gently pinched the Ninth Princess's pink nipples with his fingers, kissed her rosy, fragrant lips, and lifted the blanket covering her body, lightly caressing the smooth skin of her thighs. The Ninth Princess trembled slightly, her body involuntarily leaning downwards. She hurriedly grabbed Ertai's body to steady herself, her soft little hand unexpectedly grasping the part of Ertai's penis that had just been withdrawn from her mother's vagina.

Ertai, who was vigorously thrusting into Consort Ling's vagina, suddenly felt the soft, moist sensation on his penis. Looking down, he saw it was the Ninth Princess's tender little hand, and immediately stopped his thrusting motion, grasping her hand and continuing to thrust his penis back and forth into Consort Ling's beautiful vagina.

"No... Brother Ertai... let go... don't..."

Ninth Princess had only accidentally grasped Ertai's penis. Shyly, she tried to pull her hand away, but Ertai grabbed it, using it to push his penis against her mother. How could the inexperienced and shy Ninth Princess bear this?

When Consort Ling heard Ninth Princess cry "no," she assumed Ertai was "bullying" her. She hurriedly removed her hand from her face and glared angrily at Ertai. However, she saw that Ertai was only kissing Ninth Princess and hadn't made any excessive movements. She was immediately suspicious. But when she followed Ninth Princess's shy gaze to where she was looking, she was instantly enraged. She thought, "This Ertai is going too far! He's actually using my daughter's hand to hold his penis and thrust into me!

This is intolerable!" Consort Ling was filled with anger. She wanted to rebuke Ertai, but her mind kept replaying the absurd and erotic night she spent with Ertai and Consort Zhen. That night, Consort Zhen had mischievously pushed Ertai's buttocks to thrust into her.

Now, Consort Zhen had been replaced by the Ninth Princess, and the pushing of buttocks had been replaced by the pushing of his penis, yet it still gave Consort Ling the wonderful, strange, and exceptionally pleasurable pleasure she had experienced during their lovemaking that day!

Consort Ling didn't know how to face her daughter, the Ninth Princess, or how to deal with this situation. She could only lower her head shyly, clamping her long, beautiful legs together and moaning softly as Ertai's large penis thrust in and out.

"Mmm... ah... oh... uh..."

Ertai pulled the Ninth Princess's petite body into his arms, caressing her round, tender breasts. The Ninth Princess's hand was held tightly by Ertai, gripping his penis, and she thrust it in and out of her mother's vagina with each movement.

Ertai passionately kissed Ninth Princess's fragrant lips, his large hands caressing her honeyed vulva through her silk panties. Under Ertai's kisses and caresses, Ninth Princess couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah..."

Her burning honeyed vulva flowed with hot, wet fluid, soaking her delicate panties.

Ertai slowly pulled Ninth Princess's panties down to her ankles, his three fingers together caressing and kneading her overflowing honeyed vulva. Ninth Princess seemed to be bewitched; all her previous shyness and embarrassment vanished, leaving her like a lamb to the slaughter, allowing Ertai to take liberties with her as if his large hands possessed some kind of magic, making Ninth Princess, experiencing a man's caress for the first time, forget herself in the bliss!

The Ninth Princess's 'non-resistance' and 'tacit consent', and Consort Ling's 'silence' and 'lack of obstruction', only fueled Ertai's growing arousal. Looking at the incredibly beautiful and sexy mother and daughter beneath and in his arms, Ertai impulsively thrust his large penis faster and faster into Consort Ling's honeypot, while simultaneously quickening the pace of his caresses of the Ninth Princess's vulva.

"Ah... Ertai... um..."

"Oh... oh... ah..." Both Consort Ling and the Ninth Princess couldn't suppress their soft moans and groans under Ertai's teasing and thrusting. Their equally alluring and sexy voices rose and fell around Ertai, sounding like stereo. His hands parted the Ninth Princess's soft labia, his fingertips gently scraping the fleshy walls of her vulva.

He knew the Ninth Princess was still a virgin, so he dared not penetrate too deeply, fearing that he might accidentally pierce her hymen—that would be disgraceful!

"Mmm...ah...no..."

The Ninth Princess, her face flushed crimson, seemed to only just realize what was happening. Shyly, she hurriedly grasped Ertai's large hand, which was probing her vulva, trying to stop him.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..."

Although her small hands were trying to stop Ertai, her body's instinctive reaction caused her to open her cherry-like mouth and let out soft moans. A layer of desire gradually rose in her phoenix eyes. Amidst her feigned resistance, Ertai removed her panties.

Her petite, snow-white body was covered by a milky-white, semi-transparent silk bodice over her perfectly developed breasts. Her slender, shapely legs, clad in silk stockings, trembled alluringly. The pink labia of her vulva were already soaked with spring water and nectar.

Ertai gently licked the Ninth Princess's neck, pushed up her bodice, licked her pink areolas, sucked on her erect nipples, and then licked down her smooth abdomen, the thick pubic hair.

"Mmm...mmm..."

The teasing had stirred the young princess's heart, causing her to tremble and moan softly. The passion and pleasure Ertai had felt during her advances echoed in her mind. She remembered Ertai's large hands caressing her breasts, her silk-stockinged legs, and her vulva, even licking it with his tongue. A pang of jealousy rose within her; she thought, if her mother hadn't suddenly woken up, Ertai would probably… have… taken her…

She didn't understand why she had such thoughts. Although she had secretly fallen for the handsome Ertai ever since she learned that her mother intended to marry her to him, she had never considered matters of the heart. She cursed herself for being such a bad girl; how could she suddenly have such a ridiculous idea of becoming Ertai's woman?

She didn't understand, but the jealousy in her heart grew stronger, as if she had drunk a whole vat of vinegar. Her heart ached. She remembered the old woman who taught her about sex saying that men and women only engage in sexual intercourse when their feelings are deepest, pursuing that legendary union of spirit and flesh.

But… her brother Ertai had actually done it with her mother right in front of her! Did that mean Ertai deeply loved her mother, and her mother deeply loved Ertai? How could that be? Ertai was her future husband; how could he love another woman? Even loving her most beloved mother was unacceptable!

"Hmph, hmm!"

The Ninth Princess grew angrier and more jealous. She pouted her red lips, huffing and puffing resentfully, then actually took Ertai's penis and pushed it retaliatoryly into her mother, Consort Ling's, beautiful vagina!

Completely bewildered, Ertai thought to himself, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea," and he stopped trying to guess. He simply focused on enjoying himself, his mind drifting back to the night he had shared a threesome with Consort Ling and Consort Zhen. He felt incredibly aroused! With

Consort Ling helping him thrust into Consort Ling, Ertai freed the hand that had been holding her small hand as he pushed his penis. He bent down and placed that hand on Consort Ling's breast, caressing it. Then, he gently pulled out his penis and playfully rubbed it against the labia of Consort Ling's vulva. In retaliation, Consort Ling added more force as Ertai's penis rubbed against her.

The honey-like fluid flowing from Consort Ling's vulva moistened Ertai's penis. He gently inserted it into her beautiful opening, withdrawing it almost immediately after the glans entered, enjoying the pleasure of the glans rubbing against her vulva.

Although Consort Ling had already experienced two orgasms, her desire seemed even stronger than before, especially after seeing her daughter, Ninth Princess, using her small hands to push Ertai's penis, actively helping him thrust into her. Consort Ling inexplicably became more impulsive and aroused.

However, because Ninth Princess was present, she was too embarrassed to ask Ertai to thrust into her forcefully. Normally, immersed in carnal pleasure, she would have already let out loud moans to stimulate Ertai's nerves, forcing him to thrust his penis into her vulva hard. But now, unable to contain her burning desire and restlessness, she could only secretly and frequently move her plump, white buttocks upwards, wanting Ertai's penis to penetrate her vulva more deeply.

"Ahhh..."

With the arrival of Ninth Princess, Consort Ling's moans became much more subdued. Those passionate, lewd sounds were suppressed deep in her throat, and she would occasionally use her eyes to signal Ertai to thrust harder to satisfy her.

Generally speaking, men are usually more impulsive than women in matters of sex, and often take the initiative to express their needs in order to get women to satisfy them. However, this does not mean that men are necessarily more sexually aroused than women!

Generally speaking, men's sexual urges come earlier than women's, or rather, men are simply animals that think with their lower bodies. As long as the other person is a woman, has a vagina, is reasonably attractive, and is dressed even slightly sexy, such as in a uniform or stockings, a man cannot help but have fantasies.

Women, on the other hand, experience their impulses a little later. But once a man arouses them, a woman's sexual urges become uncontrollable, like a raging torrent, hundreds of times stronger than a man's desire and need. Don't forget, a man's orgasm lasts only a few seconds, while a woman's orgasm can be countless, its duration immeasurable. Even after an orgasm, a woman can still enjoy the afterglow, while a man can only pant heavily like a grandson!

At this moment, Consort Ling was a woman of extreme desire. She had already been aroused by Ertai, and the restless lust within her body had destroyed her mind. Now she was like a cat in heat, only the intense stimulation of a large penis could quell the burning fire within her.

This was why, even knowing that the Ninth Princess was awake, she wanted to push Ertai away, yet couldn't bear to. At this moment, she only wanted to perfectly release her desires, and then worry about what would happen afterward.

Ertai, seeing Consort Ling's repeated winks, understood her meaning, but still mischievously teased her. Suddenly, the Ninth Princess beside him reached out a small hand and pressed down on his penis. Consort Ling, just then, thrust her plump, white buttocks upwards, and with a soft "plop," his penis slid completely into her honeyed orifice.

"Truly mother and daughter, so perfectly in sync, haha,"

Ertai teased. Consort Ling blushed and groaned softly. At this point, she couldn't care less about explaining; the desire within her was too intense, seemingly burning her body. She involuntarily thrust her round, white buttocks even higher, her honeyed orifice tightly gripping his penis.

Ertai, also aroused by Consort Ling's impulse, gripped her slender waist tightly and began to thrust his penis forcefully.

"Ah...ah...ah...so...good...ahhh..."

Consort Ling's sweet and alluring moans, combined with the 'slap slap' sounds of her full buttocks being pounded, and the wild 'plop...plop' sounds of penetration, echoed in the room. Ertai thrust in and out vigorously, Consort Ling's plump, honeyed lips opening and closing with each stroke of his penis, her juices slowly flowing down her smooth thighs.

While vigorously thrusting into Consort Ling, Ertai turned to look at Ninth Princess. In the dim candlelight, her petite body was curvaceous and beautiful, her curves as exquisite as crystal. Her delicate, rosy face, small, slightly upturned lips, snow-white skin, full breasts, rosy, tender nipples, smooth, round buttocks, slender, delicate legs, and the protruding mons pubis and the thick, dark pubic hair already wet with spring water and honey exuded unparalleled allure.

He kissed Ninth Princess's fair skin again. Thick, dark pubic hair completely surrounded her alluring vulva. The barely visible slits of flesh were glistening with moist spring juices, and the bright red labia parted and opened, as tempting as cherry lips on a cheek. Ertai parted her snow-white legs, kissed the entrance to her vulva, licked her labia majora and minora with his tongue, and gently bit her clitoris with his teeth.

"Ah... um... Ah, Brother Ertai... you're making me... I'm so uncomfortable... You're so naughty... It's so itchy there..."

Ninth Princess was licked until her heart ached, her full, round buttocks twisting and swaying, her hands tightly holding Ertai's head, letting out a joyful, coquettish moan, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... It's so hot... Oh... Brother Ertai... your... tongue is so hot... I... I'm... going to... going to leak..."

Ertai sucked and licked her moist flesh with all his might, hot spring water gushing out of Ninth Princess's honey hole. She instinctively tightened her muscles, bending her beautiful legs and raising her snow-white, round buttocks even higher, allowing Ertai's tongue to press tightly against her little hole, bringing the deepest level of pleasure.

Ninth Princess's thighs bulged high, and beside the rosy cleft below her mons pubis, dark brown pubic hair curled and thick, forming an inverted triangle covering the raised mons pubis. The two smooth labia petals protruded high, the fleshy cleft in the middle faintly visible.

At this moment, Consort Ling moved her plump buttocks more intensely and rapidly beneath Ertai, her mature and full breasts rising and falling enticingly, exuding a soft and charming allure.

Ertai parted Consort Ling's long, slender thighs, his glans rubbing against her pink clitoris at the entrance of her honeyed orifice. Meanwhile, the Ninth Princess's snow-white inner thighs and pink honeyed orifice slowly oozed love juice and nectar. Sparse, curled pubic hair, glistening with this spring water and honey, clung to the area around her vulva. Her pink labia majora bulged and parted wantonly, revealing a rosy slit. Her labia minora, covered in clear, viscous love juice and nectar, made her honeyed orifice appear crystal clear.

Ertai admired the Ninth Princess's honeyed orifice, then lifted Consort Ling's tender thighs, slightly raising her snow-white buttocks. He thrust his erect penis into her pink vulva, spreading her labia and penetrating deep into her wet, tight honeyed orifice. Consort Ling's white buttocks clenched tightly, causing her honeyed orifice to grip Ertai's penis tightly.

Her hot, moist vulva writhed, holding the glans. The feeling of fullness made her writhe her mature body wantonly. Ertai's penis was deeply inserted into Consort Ling's tender honey hole, her delicate lips parted to the sides, the glans pressing tightly against the tender flesh. Consort Ling straightened her long, slender legs and kicked wildly behind his waist, her light pink, moist lips trembling.

Ertai rubbed Consort Ling's mature, full breasts, his penis grinding against the soft, slippery flesh inside her tender, plump honey hole. Consort Ling twisted her long, slender legs, her white, plump breasts trembling slightly with her soft panting, her round, white buttocks swaying and rising.

He lifted Consort Ling's thigh with his right hand and pressed it against her chest, his penis plunging deep into her moist and alluring crevice. The glans pierced the depths of her tender honey hole, and his scrotum slapped against her white buttocks with each powerful thrust, making a "slap...slap..."

sound. With each friction between his large penis and the tender flesh inside her vaginal walls, Consort Ling's body would twitch, and with each twitch, her beautiful hole would clench tightly. The pleasure brought by her mature and full body and the hot and moist passage of her beautiful hole was irresistible to Ertai.

Consort Ling was also experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. She couldn't help but spread her fair and plump legs, her mons pubis protruding wide to welcome Ertai's penis as it entered. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, she was dizzy and disoriented, no longer caring about her daughter, Ninth Princess, beside her. She couldn't help but moan and pant, "Gently...gently...I can't take it...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...it hurts down there...it's so itchy...um...um...please be gentle..."

Ertai thrust his penis hard into Consort Ling's beautiful vaginal canal, pulling it out until only the glans was at the entrance before forcefully and rapidly inserting it deep into her core. Consort Ling's bright red labia flipped in and out wantonly with the thrusting of his penis, her delicate body trembling, her legs flailing wildly, and her plump buttocks twisting violently.

His large penis thrust rapidly and violently into Zhang He's throbbing honey hole, making Consort Ling pant softly, her eyes filled with seductive allure, her spring water flowing freely, wetting the sheets as it ran down her plump buttocks. He held Consort Ling tightly, his lower body pressed against her swollen mons pubis, his penis thrusting and pumping wildly into her warm, tight honey hole, each thrust penetrating her flesh, making her flower heart tremble wildly, her labia slightly red and swollen. Consort Ling's tender honey hole tightly sucked on the glans, her beautiful, mature body writhing wantonly under Ertai's crotch, abandoning all restraint and moaning incessantly.

"Ahhh...so good...fuck me harder...fuck me...oh...fuck me...um I can't...take it anymore...ah..."

Ertai used all his strength, his glans slamming hard against her clitoris. Consort Ling spread her beautiful legs, her delicate feet pressing firmly against the bed, her round buttocks thrusting up to match his thrusts. She panted and straightened her long, beautiful legs, her vagina overflowing with spring water and honey. Ertai's glans was rubbed hard against her clitoris by the large amount of hot fluid, his penis throbbing hotly inside her vagina, his glans swelling and reaching straight into Consort Ling's uterus.

"Ah...so deep...um...harder...dear husband...good brother...auntie...love you to death...ah...ah...my heart...is about to cum...ah...so comfortable...so pleasurable...harder...yes...harder...sister...is about to cum...ah...so beautiful...um...oh...um..."

"Ah...fuck me, fuck me to death...I...you...dear husband...fuck me harder...yes...deeper...deeper...ah...no, I can't take it anymore...I'm going to fly...I'm going to die...fuck me so beautifully...dear nephew...you're so good at it...fuck me...my little pussy is so beautiful...um...auntie...love you so much...love you to death...ah ah...nephew husband...harder...your...good little heart...auntie wife...I'm going to...I'm going to...die...ah...ah ah ah..."

She released beautifully, the mature and plump Consort Ling's snow-white and delicate body, covered in fragrant sweat, collapsed on the bed.

Meanwhile, Ertai's glans, deeply embedded in Consort Ling's beautiful vulva, trembled as it was assaulted by the gushing hot, honey-like fluids of her climax. He was also intoxicated by Consort Ling's intoxicated, lewd words, which drove him wild. His penis instantly swelled several times its original size. Suddenly, he felt a sharp, tingling pain in his lower back, knowing he was about to ejaculate. He tightly embraced Consort Ling's body, his penis pressed against her tender, juicy vulva, and made his final, powerful thrust.

"Auntie... ahhh... I want you... Your nephew loves you so much... I want you to be my wife... ahhh... ah!"

Ertai whispered lewdly in Consort Ling's ear, overcome with passion. Suddenly, he felt a release, and a dozen scalding streams of semen gushed into the deepest part of Consort Ling's garden, scalding her once more, causing her to moan in ecstasy and forget herself.

“Good Ertai… dear nephew… shoot it in… shoot it in quickly… Auntie wants you so much… and loves you so much… ahhh… good brother… your semen… um… so hot… so hot… it’s burning your… good little sister… so comfortable… oh… again… again… it’s coming… ahhh…”

The moment Ertai’s scalding semen shot into Consort Ling’s body, it stimulated her sensitive little hole to orgasm again… (End of this paragraph)

Chapter 109 Adding Some

Seasoning After Ertai ejaculated into Consort Ling’s body, the absurd and erotic affair between the three of them came to a temporary end. After the three of them silently washed themselves, they silently returned to the bed. However, none of the three of them spoke, and they didn’t know what to say. For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward and subtle.

The instigator of this matter was Ertai. It was because he couldn’t stand the loneliness and insisted on having sex with Consort Ling in front of Ninth Princess, and incidentally enlightened, seduced, and caressed Ninth Princess. He even performed oral sex on Ninth Princess in front of Consort Ling.

Logically, he should bear the consequences of his actions, but in this matter, Ertai really couldn't say much. One was his woman, Consort Ling, and the other was the little girl, Ninth Princess, who could very well become his wife. He truly didn't know how to face them, especially since he had crossed a line between them. Ninth Princess,

young and naive, had already decided that her mother wanted to marry her to Ertai, and genuinely considered herself Ertai's future wife. Naturally, she couldn't allow Ertai to fall in love with her mother. Furthermore, they were aunt and nephew, and very likely mother-in-law and son-in-law—wasn't this incest upon incest, an act of utter chaos?

As for Consort Ling, she repeatedly told Ertai that Ninth Princess was still young and urged him to restrain himself and not to make advances on her too early. Unexpectedly, Ertai ignored her, not only making advances but even performing oral sex on Ninth Princess in front of Consort Ling—wasn't this blatant defiance of her?

Just now, Consort Ling and her daughter were caught up in a sudden surge of lust, seeking only physical release and having no time to consider anything else. However, once their desires were released, the situation became extremely awkward.

This was mainly due to the complicated relationship between the three of them!

Ninth Princess was a princess of the royal family, well-educated and virtuous from a young age, and had endless longing and yearning for love. How could she accept a man having multiple wives and concubines? Let alone sharing a husband with her mother!

Of course, Consort Ling only intended to betroth Ninth Princess to Ertai. Whether Ninth Princess could actually become Ertai's wife was still unknown. However, even if Ninth Princess did not become Ertai's wife, how could she, who had been instilled with the idea that women should be faithful to one man from childhood, accept her mother committing incest with her nephew in front of her?

All of this caused Ertai a great deal of trouble. Left with no other choice, he could only bury his head in the sand and run away. It wasn't that he lacked responsibility or the ability to admit his mistakes, but rather that the situation was too complicated. The conflict between Consort Ling and her daughter could only be resolved by the two of them. If Ertai were to get involved, the explanations would only make things worse, and he might even cause a major blunder.

Moreover, there was another reason: Ertai was, after all, just a royal guard. His intrusion into Consort Ling's bedroom in the dead of night had already caused quite a stir. If word got out that Ertai had spent the night with Consort Ling and her daughter, things would get very complicated. He understood the principle of "three men make a tiger," and the power of rumors to spread.

Therefore, in this awkward situation, Ertai decisively bid farewell to Consort Ling and her daughter, turned around, and quickly left.

After he left, the atmosphere in the room became even more awkward. Ninth Princess lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell. She secretly glanced at her mother sitting opposite her, and suddenly began to sob softly.

Ninth Princess cried with great distress, her delicate body trembling slightly, showing how truly heartbroken she was. However, her crying did effectively ease the awkwardness between mother and daughter.

From a young age, she had been the apple of Consort Ling's eye. Seeing her sobbing so sadly, Consort Ling's heart skipped a beat. She lovingly embraced Ninth Princess, patting her back and gently comforting her, "Miao'er, Ertai is a big bad guy. He bullied you, and your mother won't forgive him. But please don't cry, okay? Your crying makes your mother very sad."

"Waaah...no...no...Mother, please don't punish Brother Ertai...it's not his fault...I don't know what's wrong with me...I just suddenly want to cry..."

Hearing her mother say that she would punish Brother Ertai, Ninth Princess, although somewhat jealous of Ertai and her mother and feeling very uncomfortable, still defended Ertai.

"Then why is Miao'er so sad?"

Consort Ling asked knowingly, though she herself didn't know how to comfort her daughter. This matter was somewhat difficult for her to discuss, and she couldn't explain it to the Ninth Princess. If the Ninth Princess were a few years older, she could lay out the facts, reason with her, and properly express her sorrow…

But right now, the Ninth Princess was still young, only twelve or thirteen years old, and only vaguely understood matters between men and women. Even if she told her, "Miao'er, your mother is a woman, and she has needs too. Your father is a womanizer, leaving his mark everywhere, but he never keeps his promises. Your mother no longer has the same feelings for him; all she has left are the traditional virtues of a woman. But the nights are long, and your mother is alone in her empty chamber, feeling unbearably lonely. That's why I… and from him I found the love I had longed for…" the Ninth Princess wouldn't truly understand the meaning of these words. Only when she grows up and gets married will she understand her current state of mind.

"Sigh..."

Consort Ling sighed softly, gazing wistfully at the nearly burnt-out candle in the room. For no apparent reason, she too burst into tears amidst the Ninth Princess's pitiful sobs. "Waaah..." The

Ninth Princess, who was softly sobbing, suddenly heard her mother's cries and immediately stopped. She looked up at her mother with concern, her eyes still wet with tears, and gently shook Consort Ling's arm, asking softly with concern, "Mother, what's wrong? Why are you crying too?"

"No...nothing, Mother just saw Miao'er crying and couldn't help it...that's why..."

Consort Ling explained, sobbing.

"Mother, don't cry, Miao'er won't cry—Mother, although there are some things Miao'er doesn't understand, I believe Mother is definitely a good woman, okay? Mother, don't cry, look, Miao'er isn't crying anymore."

Upon seeing her mother cry, the obedient and sensible Ninth Princess stopped crying and began to comfort Consort Ling with concern.

Consort Ling doted on Miao'er from a young age, and Miao'er always clung to her like a little shadow. In the royal palace, such a loving and filial mother-daughter relationship was extremely rare; it truly reflected the harsh realities of the palace and the scarcity of familial bonds.

The deep affection between Consort Ling and the Ninth Princess was perhaps not only due to their shared sentimental nature, but also a rare and precious connection. After all, the Tenth Princess's relationship with Consort Ling was slightly less close than that of the Ninth Princess. Therefore, seeing the Ninth Princess comfort her, Consort Ling felt a surge of comfort mixed with a pang of sadness. She truly didn't know how to face the Ninth Princess in the future.

Perhaps, when the Ninth Princess grew older, more sensible, and married, she would understand her feelings without needing explanations?

For now… she would just have to wait and see.

Thinking this, Consort Ling stopped crying, gently embraced Ninth Princess, and solemnly instructed, "Miao'er, whether you blame your mother or your brother Ertai, you must not tell anyone about what happened today. You must not utter a single word to anyone, otherwise, if your father finds out, I'm afraid I'll lose my life... Do you understand?"

Seeing her mother's seriousness, Ninth Princess wiped away the tears from her face and the corners of her eyes, and said as if to assure her, "Mother, don't worry. Although Miao'er doesn't understand any grand principles, I still know what should and shouldn't be said. Mother, please don't worry."

"Yes, you are truly my good Miao'er."

A smile appeared on Consort Ling's tear-streaked face, as beautiful as a rainbow after the rain. She gently embraced Ninth Princess, letting her little head rest against her chest, and gently patted Ninth Princess's back with her right hand, humming a lullaby.

Perhaps the Ninth Princess was truly exhausted from being teased and caressed by a man for the first time, or perhaps her young heart couldn't bear so many things. Before long, she drifted off to sleep in her mother's warm embrace...

########################### After leaving Consort Ling's residence, Ertai yawned contentedly. That battle had thoroughly satisfied him; his whole body felt as if he had soaked in a hot spring, extremely comfortable.

He hurried back to the residence where the Empress Dowager resided. As soon as he entered his room, he saw Lian Gui already waiting for him. Upon seeing him enter, Lian Gui immediately knelt down to pay his respects and said respectfully, "Reporting to Second Master Fu, the matter has been completed."

The matter Lian Gui mentioned was precisely Ertai's clever "trapping a turtle in a jar" scheme. He had Lian Gui deliver false information to Han, the leader of the Zhili branch of the Red Lotus Sect, falsely reporting the Empress Dowager's route back to the palace and the arrangements for her entourage. In this way, he tricked Han into assassinating the Empress Dowager according to Ertai's plan, so that he could "close the door and beat the dog."

Hearing Lian Gui's confident reply, Ertai shook his head slightly, patted Lian Gui's shoulder with a smile, and said, "You're too confident. That Han, who can become the leader of the Red Lotus Sect's direct branch, must not be a reckless fool. After all, the capital is a crucial place with many eyes and ears. For Han and his followers to have established themselves here for so long, they must have some ability."

"Tch, mere bandits, nothing to speak of, let alone compare to you, Master Fu."

Lian Gui, whose soul was controlled by Ertai, had completely come to see himself as Ertai's slave and master in his subconscious.

Ertai waved his hand, stopping Lian Gui's flattery. He had never been fond of such platitudes and empty words.

Seeing Ertai's slightly displeased expression, Lian Gui hurriedly swallowed the flattering words he was about to say, his face turning red as he explained, "Second Master Fu, this servant isn't speaking without reason. That scoundrel Han Yun (Han's name) is born without any opinions yet is ambitious and eager for quick success. He only became the leader of the Zhili branch because of his relationship with the leader of the Red Lotus Sect. However, his strategist is quite remarkable."

Mentioning Han Yun, Lian Gui's expression became increasingly disdainful, clearly showing his contempt for Han Yun.

"Oh, what is their relationship?"

Ertai asked curiously.

"Brother and sister, and they're from the same mother,"

Lian Gui replied, bowing.

"Siblings? So, the leader of the Red Lotus Sect is a woman?"

Ertai's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Indeed, the leader of the Red Lotus Sect is named 'Yizhen.' I've seen her before, but her face was covered by a veil, so I couldn't see her clearly. However, I'm certain she's a woman,"

Lian Gui replied.

"Yizhen?"

Ertai raised an eyebrow, amused. "Such a strange name in this world, truly interesting, hehe."

"Hehe, not only Master Fu, but even I, this servant, found it somewhat amusing when I first heard that the powerful leader of the Red Lotus Sect had such a name,"

Lian Gui said with a fawning smile, seeing Ertai's laughter.

"Since you say the leader of the Red Lotus Sect is Han Yun's older sister, and Han Yun is a man who loves grandstanding, then perhaps we should add some spice to his story..."

After saying this, Ertai whispered something in Lian Gui's ear, making Lian Gui's eyes light up. ...

Yuefeng Inn is an inn run by the Red Lotus Sect, and it does good business. Much of the intelligence and information the Red Lotus Sect needs is obtained from this inn.

In a secret room, Han Yun sat at the head of the table, flanked by four hall masters from the Red Lotus Sect's direct branches. The one closest to Han Yun on his left was a thin, short man with a pointed face and a monkey-like appearance, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a wisp of bluish-brown beard. His name was Zong Ran, Han Yun's strategist, whom Han Yun trusted implicitly.

At this moment, Han Yun held a secret letter in his hand, written by Lin Hai and given to him by Lian Gui. He waved it and said to the crowd, "I summoned you all here late at night because I have important matters to discuss. Please take a look. This is a secret letter written by Lin Hai. It says that the Empress Dowager will return

to the palace in three days. Her return route is the 'South China' official road. The entourage, including guards and standard bearers, will only number a few hundred. Take a look." After he finished speaking, the four men at his feet stood up and gathered around Han Yun, carefully reading the secret letter written by Lin Hai. After everyone had finished reading the letter, Han Yun asked, "What are your thoughts?" The four men exchanged glances and then turned their gazes to Zong Ran. They all knew their own limitations. In terms of martial arts, they were second to none, but when it came to scheming and plotting, they were inferior. This Zong Ran might not be good at anything else, but he certainly had a lot of clever ideas.

Seeing the expectant gazes of the three hall masters, including Han Yun, the leader of the Han branch, all fixed on him, Zong Ran smiled smugly, stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "Reporting to the leader, in my opinion, this letter is indeed written by Lin Hai himself on the surface, but as for the content, we cannot yet discern its authenticity. However, the way the letter was delivered is probably quite intriguing."

"Oh, then, in Brother Zong's opinion, is there anything to it?" Even the usually arrogant Han Yun dared not neglect Zong Ran, addressing him respectfully as "Brother Zong," which showed how much he relied on him.

Seeing Han Yun's reliance and respect for him, Zong Ran couldn't help but feel even more smug. At the same time, he also despised Han Yun. In his opinion, Han Yun, a mere mortal, could only become the leader of the Zhili branch because the sect leader was his sister. If the Zhili branch wasn't far more important than other branches and had to be controlled by trusted people, how could a 'brainless Han' hold such a high position? He

despised Han Yun in his heart, but dared not show it on his face, after all, he still needed to make a living in the Red Lotus Sect. Zong Ran humbly replied to Han Yun, “In response to the leader, our Red Lotus Sect planted Lin Hai as a pawn in the palace to hinder and monitor Consort Zhen. Logically speaking, Consort Zhen and Lian Gui should not know of Lin Hai's existence. Why would Lin Hai send Lian Gui to deliver a message? Furthermore, usually, messages are delivered personally by Lin Hai or Cui Lian, never by someone else. However, the 'Bewitching Pill' case was exposed recently, and Cui Lian has been personally killed by me, so she naturally wouldn't come to deliver a message. So, what about Lin Hai? Why didn't he come personally?”

“Brother Zong is right.”

After listening to Zong Ran's analysis, the other three hall masters present nodded in agreement. Indeed, as Zong Ran said, there were some doubts.

"This..."

Han Yun was momentarily unsure. He knew perfectly well that Consort Zhen and Lian Gui were both under the Fourteenth Prince's command, and that the Fourteenth Prince was an ally of his Red Lotus Sect. Logically, the Fourteenth Prince had no reason to deliberately frame the Red Lotus Sect, much less send Lian Gui to deliver false information.

But now, after hearing Zong Ran's analysis, Han Yun felt it made a lot of sense. Consort Zhen and Lian Gui shouldn't have known Lin Hai's identity as a member of the Red Lotus Sect. Otherwise, how could Lin Hai secretly monitor Consort Zhen? Wouldn't he become a 'visible spy'?

Perhaps, as Zong Ran said, there was indeed some treachery involved, but Han Yun was unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity. If, as Lin Hai's letter stated, the Empress Dowager returned to the palace via the 'South China' official road, accompanied by only a few hundred guards, wouldn't that present a great opportunity?

Normally, few in the Red Lotus Sect genuinely respected him. They all said he only became the leader of the Zhili branch because of his sister's connections. But now, if he captured the Old Buddha, wouldn't that be a great achievement? With such merit in hand, why would the brothers in the sect not truly admire him?

It has to be said that Han Yun, who always wanted to make a great contribution, was conflicted. On one hand, he didn't want to miss this opportunity, but on the other hand, he dared not disobey Zong Ran. He had experienced this several times before, and his failure to heed Zong Ran's advice had resulted in him suffering great losses. As a result, his already low prestige in the sect had plummeted to negative numbers, to the point that even his usually doting sister couldn't help but scold him, and he almost faced punishment under the sect's rules!

"Leader, this matter must not be rushed."

Zong Ran, who had been observing Han Yun's expression, saw a hint of eagerness mixed with his worry and hurriedly stopped him.

Hearing Zong Ran's words, Han Yun sighed in disappointment. He thought to himself that since Zong Ran disagreed, there was little he could do. After all, the first few times, Zong Ran's jinx had come true!

However, Han Yun was still unwilling to give up. He glanced at the other three hall masters and asked expectantly, "What do you think?"

Seeing the hope in Han Yun's eyes, the three understood that he was blinded by the strong desire to make a great contribution. He knew there was something fishy about the matter, but he couldn't help but want to take a gamble to salvage his extremely poor reputation in the association.

But Han Yun was the leader's younger brother, while they weren't. He could afford to play that game, but the three of them couldn't. The previous times, Han Yun hadn't heeded Zong Ran's advice and had acted recklessly, resulting in heavy losses for the Zhili branch. The leader reprimanded him, saying he would sacrifice family for the greater good, but in the end, it was all bark and no bite—just a hasty decision to drag a few hall masters down with him. Han Yun's example served as a warning; if you want to die, don't drag us down with you.

So the three replied in unison, "In response to the leader, we believe Brother Zong's words are reasonable. We hope the leader will reconsider."

Although they had rejected Han Yun outright, their words were still skillful, subtly using Zong Ran as a shield.

"Since the brothers all agree that this is unacceptable, then let's abandon this matter. It's late; brothers, please return."

Zong Ran said, his expression slightly displeased.

"Yes, leader."

The four quickly stood up, exchanged glances, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Emerging from the secret chamber, they arrived at a corner alley outside Yuefeng Inn. One of the four men, a tall man, shook his head and sighed, "Alas, Chief Han is becoming more and more stubborn. This matter is clearly a trap, and we are only reporting the facts, but he... alas..."

"Alright, Brother Cheng, stop sighing. We've been with Chief Han for quite some time now. We know exactly how the previous brothers died. Even if this is true, we wouldn't dare serve him anymore."

"Yes, Brother Fang is right. Even if we did capture the Empress Dowager, we wouldn't get any credit."

"Tch, what credit? We'd be lucky to save our lives."

"Sigh..."

As they walked out of the alley, the four men bowed to each other, saying they would take their leave. Then, each with a few followers, they quickly disappeared into the vast night. ...

After the four hall masters left, Han Yun remained seated in the secret room. His brows were furrowed as he repeatedly reviewed the events. He couldn't help but think that Zong Ran's words made a lot of sense. It was indeed a bit hasty to mobilize the brothers of the branch to capture the Empress Dowager based solely on a letter from Lin Hai.

But he didn't want to lose this golden opportunity. Although, as Zong Ran had said, there were many suspicious points about Lin Hai sending Lian Gui to deliver the letter, he had just met with Lin Hai in the back garden of Xishan Temple a few days ago and hadn't noticed anything unusual about him. Could it be that in just these few days, Lin Hai's identity had been discovered and he had been arrested?

But even if Lin Hai had been arrested and forced to write this secret letter, why would it be Lian Gui who delivered it to him? Had his identity also been discovered? What about Consort Zhen? Then…

'Hiss!' The more Han Yun thought about it, the worse it got; the more confused he became; the more frightened he became. He couldn't help but gasp, slowly standing up with a furrowed brow. He strode heavily out of the secret room and, upon reaching the door, said in a low voice to his trusted confidant guarding the entrance, "Try to bribe the guards at Xishan Temple and find out Lin Hai's whereabouts—oh well, never mind, I'll go myself tomorrow night."...

Meanwhile, on the other side, a narrow path stretched out, lined with dense trees. The moonlight shone brightly, casting jagged shadows on the trees and the cold ground.

Zong Ran and his five men were walking briskly along this path. The meticulous Zong Ran suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. His right eyelid twitched violently. He turned around, his breathing slightly disordered and rapid, and said to his men, "Everyone, walk faster."

"Yes, brother."

Although his men didn't understand why Zong Ran was in such a hurry, they didn't ask any questions and responded in unison.

The six quickened their pace and soon reached the depths of the path. Seeing the exit not far away, Zong Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Once outside this path, a short walk to the right would lead to a house where many of his brothers lived.

Zong Ran walked faster and faster, almost out of the path, but the trees on both sides grew increasingly tall and thick, their leaves denser. A cold wind blew, casting desolate shadows and rustling leaves, making Zong Ran increasingly anxious and uneasy.

"Strange, why do I feel so uneasy today?"

Zong Ran's heart pounded, and he couldn't help but ask himself, "Sigh, am I just scaring myself?"

Zong Ran shook his head, inwardly blaming himself for becoming increasingly reckless and daring, killing more and more people while his courage grew ever stronger. He couldn't help but sigh, but before the sigh could finish, a tall, imposing figure suddenly floated down from an ancient tree by the roadside, blocking his path.

"Who?"

Zong Ran asked, his voice faltering, weak, and panicked.

Chapter 110 Openly Repairing the Plank Road

"Who?"

Zong Ran asked, his voice faltering, weak, and panicked.

In an instant, Zong Ran's face turned ashen. He finally understood why he had been so flustered and his eyelids had been twitching. Something had really happened. Moreover, the person in front of him had jumped down from a tree trunk more than ten meters high without making a sound, clearly a martial arts master.

"Damn it, we've run into a tough nut to crack. I don't even know if the other party is friend or foe."

Zong Ran's panic intensified, and his voice trembled as he asked, "Friend, may I state my name?"

"Haha, you mere bandits, do you even deserve to know my name?"

The figure turned around, revealing a perfect, handsome face to Zong Ran and the others in the moonlight. It was none other than Ertai.

"So, you're an enemy?"

Zong Ran took a few quick steps back, his eyes fixed on Ertai's face as he asked in a deep voice. Since Ertai called him a 'bandit,' then the other must be his enemy.

"Not at all. Whether you're friend or foe is just a matter of your own mind. As long as you abandon darkness and embrace the light, we can still be friends."

Ertai magically produced a fan, flicking it open with his thumb and forefinger, and elegantly fanned himself. Fanning himself in the dead of autumn? Absolutely pretentious!

"Are you a member of the imperial court?"

Zong Ran asked nervously.

"Hahaha, everyone says that 'Han the Brainless' and 'Han the Scoundrel' have a resourceful strategist, Zong Ran, by his side. I didn't believe it before, but today I've seen it for myself. Brother Zong, you truly have discerning eyes, guessing right away. To be honest, I am indeed a member of the imperial court."

Ertai replied with a smile, but his gaze sharpened.

"So you've come to arrest me?"

Zong Ran's tone turned icy. He secretly winked at his five men, who understood and discreetly reached behind their waists to grip their sword hilts, ready to strike at any moment.

"Ugh, this is really a headache. I just praised Brother Zong for his exceptional intelligence, and you've already become confused. If I wanted to arrest you, why wait until now, and why choose such an unknown location?"

Ertai said mockingly.

"What, you don't want to arrest me?"

Zong Ran asked suspiciously, his confusion deepening. The Red Lotus Sect was always irreconcilably opposed to the imperial court; it was a matter of life or death. Since they knew their identities, why hadn't they arrested him? It was truly strange.

However, the current situation didn't allow him to think too much. He couldn't linger here. Seeing the dense trees around him, who knew how many soldiers this confident young man had ambushed? So he led his men slowly toward Ertai, forcing a smile, and cupped his hands, saying, "Since you won't arrest me, brother, could you let us leave?"

"Of course,"

Ertai chuckled softly, slightly stepping aside to make way, and extending his right arm in a 'please' gesture. "Brother Zong, please."

"You...you really intend to let me go?"

Seeing that Ertai's actions seemed quite convincing, Zong Ran became even more puzzled. He knew he was a rebel, yet he let him leave; surely there was some conspiracy at play?

Zong Ran subconsciously looked around. He heard the grass and trees rustling, but saw no one lying in ambush. His suspicions grew even stronger. What was this man's intention? He was clearly waiting for him on purpose, yet he didn't arrest him, only praising his meticulous thinking and shrewdness before letting him go. It was truly perplexing.

Anything unusual is suspicious!

"No, I mustn't be careless and fall into a trap," Zong Ran thought to himself. He then secretly gave his men a wink. The men understood and slightly distanced themselves. The four of them kept an eye on the surroundings of the Golden Peak to guard against any ambush. One of them followed closely behind Zong Ran, his right hand secretly slipping into his robe. As soon as the ambush appeared, he would subdue Ertai.

These little movements did not escape Ertai's sharp eyes. Seeing that the men were well-trained and composed in the face of danger, he realized they were top experts from the Red Lotus Sect's Zhili branch. He praised them in his heart and said with a smile, "I have always respected heroes and have long admired your names, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet you. Meeting you today has finally satisfied my longing for you all."

Seeing Ertai's sincere expression, which didn't seem like he was lying, Zong Ran, while harboring doubts, couldn't help but cup his fists and say, "This brother was once a man of great righteousness, so why did he willingly become a lackey of the court? Moreover, seeing that you are still young, I'm afraid your official position in the seniority-based court is not prominent

. Why not abandon the darkness and join my Red Lotus Sect? I think with your abilities, and with my recommendation, you will soon be highly regarded. Wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?" "Hahaha, I didn't expect Brother Zong to be so eloquent. I admire you greatly. However, we have different paths, so there's no need for you to say anything more, Brother Zong. Please come on."

Ertai smiled and invited him again.

"In that case, there's no point in saying more. I will remember your kindness today, and I will repay it when we meet again. May I ask your name?"

Zong Ran asked, cupping his fists.

"A mere name is not worth mentioning. It is fate that we met today, but if we meet again in the future, we will probably be enemies."

A hint of amusement crept into Ertai's smile.

"Then... I'll take my leave."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Ertai, Zong Ran cupped his hands in farewell, then waved to his men and carefully left along the path Ertai had cleared for him. Especially when passing by Ertai, Zong Ran and his men's hearts were in their throats, their expressions extremely vigilant, their palms sweating profusely as they touched their weapons.

However, Ertai simply stood upright to the side, smiling at Zong Ran and the others, without any malicious intent. Even so, Zong Ran and the others dared not relax their guard in the slightest. Only after they had almost left the path that felt like a nightmare did they begin to relax.

Before the group could even congratulate themselves on their good fortune, Ertai's clear voice rang out from behind them, "Wait!"

Simultaneously, as soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the woods on both sides of the road, and dozens of men dressed in black surged out from all directions, surrounding Zong Ran and his six companions.

Seeing these suddenly appearing men, Zong Ran broke out in a cold sweat, as did his men. Judging from their skills and movements, these surrounding men were all highly skilled.

"Damn it, I was right. This kid really came prepared. His words just now were nothing but a pretense, designed to lower our guard before suddenly sending men to surround us,"

Zong Ran thought bitterly, realizing he had been too careless and fallen for the kid's trap.

With a glance, he signaled his men to draw their weapons, prepared to fight to the death. But he himself turned around, still clinging to a sliver of hope, and asked, "Brother, have you changed your mind again?"

"Not at all."

Ertai shook his head, smiling. "You want to ask Brother Zong a question."

"What is it?"

For some reason, Zong Ran's heart skipped a beat.

"Hehe, Brother Zong, don't be nervous. I was just asking casually. Are you sure you want to leave?"

Ertai asked with a smile.

"Uh?"

Hearing Ertai's abrupt question, Zong Ran raised an eyebrow in confusion, inwardly cursing, "Didn't you let me leave? Why are you asking me now?"

Seeing the expression on Zong Ran's face, Ertai knew he had misunderstood him, so he smiled and explained, "I made such a grand display only to show Brother Zong that if I wanted to kill you now, it would be as easy as turning my hand. However, I appreciate talent and admire Brother Zong's character and wit, and I just wanted to persuade you to abandon the darkness and embrace the light."

"I appreciate your kindness, Brother, but as you said before, we cannot work together if we have different paths. I, Zong, have received great kindness from the sect leader and the branch leader, and I have no way to repay this great kindness. I would never be a treacherous villain. If you want to kill me, then kill me. If I even frown, I am not a hero!"

Zong Ran said with an air of magnanimity, displaying the demeanor of 'born a member of the Red Lotus Sect, and will die a member of the Red Lotus Sect'.

"Hahaha, you have guts, I admire you. Since you insist, Brother Zong, I won't say anything more. However, I must advise you, even if I let you go, your master Han Yun might not."

Ertai's lips curled into a wicked smile.

However, it was already late, the moonlight was dim, and the two were far apart, so Zong Ran didn't see the wicked smile on Ertai's face. He assumed it was a deliberate bluff and replied nonchalantly, "The sect leader and Chief Han have shown me immense kindness, so I won't trouble you, brother."

"Good, what a trustworthy and righteous man! Please."

Ertai couldn't help but praise him in his heart. He never expected that Zong Ran, with his treacherous appearance, would act so uprightly and loyally. Truly, appearances can be deceiving!

Then, he waved to his men, signaling them to make way for Zong Ran and his group. These men were all Ertai's confidants, belonging to the category of 'close followers,' and obeyed his every command without question. They made way for the group without asking any questions.

"Thank you."

Zong Ran bowed to Ertai again in thanks before leading his men away in large strides. Not long after they left, a guard with superb lightness skills and a keen eye quietly followed them.

Watching the group's receding figures, Lian Gui walked from the woods to Ertai's side and asked with his head bowed, "Second Master Fu, you just let them go like that?"

"Then what do you think should be done?"

Ertai countered.

"In my opinion, these rebels should be killed without exception!"

Lian Gui said viciously.

"How do you know that if I let him go, others won't kill him?"

Ertai asked with a smile.

"Others, you mean..."

Lian Gui still didn't understand.

"Han Yun!"

Ertai's gaze turned cold.

"Han Yun?"

Lian Gui asked in confusion.

"It is him. Didn't you tell me that Han Yun is indecisive? Since he's indecisive, he must be suspicious by nature. It's not that easy to fool him with just a letter from Lin Hai. However, he's also ambitious and eager for glory, so he definitely won't let go of this opportunity to make a great contribution. Therefore, I predict that he will come to Xishan Temple tomorrow night to question Lin Hai in person,"

Ertai said confidently.

"Second Master Fu is farsighted, and this servant is ashamed to say that I cannot match him. However, this servant still doesn't understand why Han Yun, who has always relied on Zong Ran, would want to kill him?"

Lian Gui asked, still completely bewildered.

"Haha, as Buddha said: Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; tomorrow we will see the truth."

Ertai said mysteriously, then turned his gaze to Xiao Xizi and asked with a smile, "Xiao Xizi, did you hear what Zong Ran said just now?" "

Replying to Second Young Master, this servant heard it very clearly."

Xiao Xizi smiled, then imitated Zong Ran's tone and repeated Zong Ran's original words to Ertai. It was truly lifelike, enough to fool anyone!

Xiao Xizi was poor when he was young and was sold to the palace by his father to become a eunuch. However, he was extremely skilled in ventriloquism. There was no human or animal voice in the world that he could not learn or imitate perfectly. In addition, he was clever and often imitated ventriloquism in front of the Empress Dowager to amuse her. Therefore, the Empress Dowager gave him the name 'Xiao Xizi'.

"Haha, as expected of Xiao Xizi. Here, take this money to drink."

Ertai praised excitedly when he heard Xiao Xizi imitate Zong Ran's voice almost exactly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Second Young Master."

Seeing Ertai's satisfied expression and generous praise, Xiao Xizi thanked him and happily accepted two silver notes from Ertai's hand.

Then Ertai walked up to Li Dali (the guard who had left a good impression on Ertai last time for guarding Rong Momo, and had now been promoted to captain of the guards by Ertai), handed him a stack of silver notes, and said with a smile, "It's so late, and I'm troubling you brothers. Here's a little something to buy you a pot of wine to warm you up."

"Thank you, Second Young Master."

The guards thanked him in unison. Ertai was never stingy with his brothers, and the guards were already used to Ertai's generosity. Therefore, without any hesitation, each of the guards accepted a silver note from Li Dali in front of Ertai. The next morning, Ertai

dispatched dozens of guards down the mountain to procure supplies for the Empress Dowager and her entourage's return to the palace. These guards, following Ertai's instructions, frantically bought and publicized the news in the streets, wanting everyone in the city to know. Several guards also went to inform the local officials that the Empress Dowager would be traveling along the South China Official Road, and that they should have the roads thoroughly cleaned within the next two days.

The county magistrates, while feeling immensely honored that the Empress Dowager would be traveling along their jurisdiction's official road, were also somewhat apprehensive. They hastily dispatched their entire staff to clear out street vendors, beggars, and hooligans, clean and wash the streets, and temporarily close shops.

In an instant, all the prefectures, counties, and counties along the South China Official Road were in a state of chaos, as the Empress Dowager was arriving in two days, and the tight schedule had caught these officials somewhat off guard.

Originally, the Empress Dowager was supposed to travel via the official road to Chang'an!

But the Empress Dowager is high above and can do as she pleases, so the officials below cannot be careless. Despite the rushed schedule, these officials still exerted their utmost efforts, quickly organizing manpower and even requisitioning servants from wealthy households to participate in the preparations for welcoming the Empress Dowager. What a bustling scene!

All of this had already been reported to Han Yun by spies from the Zhili branch of the Red Lotus Sect. In fact, Han Yun already knew even without the spies' report, since his Yuefeng Inn was located on the official road to South China, and it had been temporarily closed due to the Empress Dowager's arrival.

"It seems that the Empress Dowager is indeed returning to the palace via the official road to South China. After finding out about Lin Hai tonight, I must quickly prepare for the assassination!"

Han Yun thought to himself.

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