Prosperous Chang'an

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"On that day, a thick fog descended upon the capital, obscuring the sky and moon, and lingering for ten days." — *The Fox's Tale of the Demon* "This is truly..." Zhang Xuanming sighed, looking at the gloomy sky
outside the window, "The power to change the world!" "It's just a mere fog, nothing special," the purple ferret perched on the table spoke in human language, its tone disdainful. "It's just demonic fog. A demon used its magic to summon this fog to cover the capital. Once the demon is killed, the fog naturally dissipates."

"To be able to summon a fog that covers the capital, this demon is already quite impressive." Cui Manxue gracefully walked over, scratching the ferret's chin. "You, all talk and no action."

The ferret rubbed against Cui Manxue's palm, letting out a few pitiful cries.

"Aunt Xue, this is related to you..." Zhang Xuanming looked at the beautiful woman with some concern.

Cui Manxue shook her head. "It's hard to say. Before I left, I broke with the Demon Court and left with nothing but this child. But I know too many secrets, and I'm not sure if the Demon Court will target me."

Seeing Zhang Xuanming's worried look, Cui Manxue smiled. "You silly child, what are you worrying about?" The beautiful woman reached out and hugged Zhang Xuanming, her full breasts pressing against his head.

"Eight years have passed. If they wanted to target me, they would have started long ago. Why drag it out until now?" The beautiful woman rubbed Zhang Xuanming's head. "Let's worry about this fog now."

"Father has already given the order," Zhang Xuanming said, breaking free from the woman's embrace. "The entire Divine Power Division has been mobilized, and most of the Embroidered Uniform Guards have also been deployed."

"What use are those freeloaders from the Divine Power Division?" The little sable lying on the table said disdainfully. "True Qi cultivators with supernatural powers are not bound by worldly constraints, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards are just a bunch of mortals."

"So what if they're mortals?" Cui Manxue flicked the little sable's forehead. "Mortals practice martial arts, and martial arts lead to divine power. Although their lifespan is only a hundred years, they can easily ward off ghosts and gods."

The little sable cried out in pain and jumped into Zhang Xuanming's arms. Zhang Xuanming rubbed the little sable's head. "With your temperament, you'll get into trouble sooner or later." Cui Manxue sighed and shook her head.

"How's the investigation into the Jia family going?" Zhang Xuanming asked. "No good," the beautiful woman shook her head. "The Crown Prince seems to have sensed something and has been obstructing the Purple-Clad Guards' investigation. To prevent them from discovering our intentions, the Purple-Clad Guards' activities have had to be slowed down."

"We can't act secretly anymore?" Zhang Xuanming pondered for a moment. "Then let's investigate openly." The sable in his arms twisted its body and said.

"Hmm?" Cui Manxue's eyes lit up. "That's right, we can investigate openly." Cui Manxue reached for the bookshelf, and an account book flew into the beautiful woman's hands.

"Present this account book to His Majesty, and the Jiangnan Salt Bureau will be in big trouble. We can use this opportunity to investigate the Zhen family's affairs, and no one will say anything."

"Then who should we send?" Zhang Xuanming asked. "Zhang Juzheng," Cui Manxue answered without hesitation.

"Hmm?" Zhang Xuanming was a little confused. "Although he's on our ship, he just became my teacher. Can I entrust such a big matter to him?"

"You should call him 'Master'." The beautiful woman tapped Zhang Xuanming's forehead. "I investigated this person carefully a few days ago," the beautiful woman's tone became serious, "This person truly deserves to be a pillar of the nation, a prime minister."

"That's true..." Zhang Xuanming nodded, "Moreover, this person has great fortune." The beautiful woman continued, "A few days ago when he came to teach, I used my magic to see his fortune. There was a purple-blue aura surging above his head."

"There was also a white turtle floating in the middle. With this object suppressing his fortune, as long as he doesn't do anything reckless, entering the cabinet will be a piece of cake."

The beautiful woman looked at Zhang Xuanming, "Zhang Taiyue is clearly ambitious, capable, and not pedantic. We can entrust this matter to him."

"Alright, I'll discuss it with him in detail tomorrow." Zhang Xuanming nodded. A thick fog descended, blurring the distinction between day and night. The capital was gripped by fear, and the streets were deserted, though some were forced to venture out.

The sound of carriage wheels filled the air as an ordinary carriage, adorned with two lanterns, emerged from the fog and stopped before a grand mansion. The lanterns illuminated the large plaque above the entrance, reading "Cui Mansion." A side gate slowly opened, and Zhu Chen'an, dressed in plain clothes, stepped inside. As the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, casually visiting a subject's home was usually unseemly, but this time it was fine. He even represented, to some extent, the old man in the Forbidden City. The sky was dark, but a small courtyard within the Cui Mansion was brightly lit, like daytime. Zhu Chen'an entered the courtyard. There were quite a few people there, each with a powerful stride, deep breaths, and an air of authority. These were all martial arts masters from military backgrounds, each holding a high rank or military position. "Lord Zhu," the people in the courtyard greeted Zhu Chen'an with a bow. Zhu Chen'an nodded and stepped into the only house in the courtyard. Upon entering, several powerful auras assaulted his senses. Zhu Chen'an remained unfazed, no longer restraining himself, and confronted the auras within the house. There were only five or six people in the house, all masters of martial arts, but only three sat around a table: the three dukes. The others, of lower rank, stood around the table. These three were commanders of the three major military camps of the capital. "Lord Zhu," said the Duke of Wei, Qin Lanji, to his left, a man of somewhat aloof but warm heart. To his right was the Duke of Nanbang, Gao Chengping, a man of steady and cautious nature. Facing these three, Zhu Chen'an dared not be presumptuous, bowing respectfully to each and taking his seat. "I wonder what you gentlemen think of this matter?" Zhu Chen'an spoke first, referring to the dense fog. "Mobilize troops," Qin Lanji replied, indicating the intention to mobilize troops to sweep through the area surrounding the capital. "Wait," said Gao Chengping, indicating that they would wait for the Divine Power Bureau and the Embroidered Uniform Guard to ascertain the situation before making a decision. Everyone looked at the elder at the head of the group, Duke Zhongguo, and Cui Wu, who held the most influence there. "Let's wait," the elder decided. "Wait for someone." Zhu Chen'an raised an eyebrow. "Who?" asked the Duke of Nanbang. "Marquis Dingjun," the elder said sparingly. "Isn't that kid in Changbai Mountain?" Qin Lanji asked. "Can he make it?" Cui Wu waved his hand and countered, "Don't you know that kid's abilities?" Qin Lanji nodded. "I wonder how his search for a powerful figure went." "Didn't he go to explore the realm after reaching the Divine Martial Arts level? He heard there were hermits in Changbai Mountain, so he went alone," Gao Chengping said calmly, but the glint in his eyes revealed his inner turmoil. "If he returns successfully, then his strength..." "The three of us combined wouldn't be enough to defeat him," Qin Lanji chuckled self-deprecatingly. Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the courtyard. A Jinyiwei (Imperial Guard) rushed into the room and knelt down upon seeing the high-ranking officials. "My lords," he said, "we've discovered that the 100,000-strong army that conquered Goguryeo in the previous dynasty has transformed into ghost soldiers and is passing through the area. The leader is Luo Tianzun, a general from the previous dynasty. According to the Taoist priest of the Shentong Division, Luo Tianzun has become a ghost god or immortal." The atmosphere in the room immediately froze. "You must quickly mobilize troops to guard the capital," Cui Wu said, his sharp eyes sweeping over the commanders in the room. "Lord Zhu, please send men to mobilize troops from various garrisons as soon as possible." Zhu Chen'an nodded. Cui Wu then looked at the other two dukes. "Gentlemen, this matter is of great importance. Please come with me to see His Majesty and ask him to make a decision." ——————————————————————— "You three are really making a mountain out of a molehill." Emperor Hongde looked gloating. "This..." Qin Lanji and Gao Chengping exchanged glances. Cui Wu immediately realized what was going on. "Your Majesty, could it be..." Emperor Hongde waved his hand. "How far is it from Goguryeo to the capital? Why haven't we seen any ghostly soldiers passing through?" The three dukes fell silent.

"Luring the snake out of its hole?" Cui Wu narrowed his eyes. "Recently, the Embroidered Uniform Guard reported that high-ranking members of the White Lotus Sect had secretly infiltrated the capital, so His Majesty had the Divine Power Bureau stage a play."

"But what about the people of the capital..." Qin Lanji expressed his concern.

"This is no longer a big deal," Emperor Hongde shook the newspaper in his hand. "Ever since Xuanming invented this thing called a newspaper, public opinion in the capital has been entirely in my hands. After this matter is over, I will explain it in the newspaper, and it will naturally pass."

"Your Majesty has thought things through carefully," Cui Wu flattered. "But the leader of the White Lotus Sect is skilled in both magic and martial arts, and is one of the top masters in the world. When I was young, I could fight him to a standstill, but now..."

"I knew you old codgers were too lazy to move." Emperor Hongde laughed and scolded. "At this time, we still have to rely on my Marquis Dingjun."

"Guan Tao is back?" Cui Wu raised an eyebrow and said in surprise.

Emperor Hongde nodded. "With Marquis Dingjun back, this matter is now absolutely certain of success. Your Majesty, I congratulate you in advance on resolving this major threat." Qin Lanji stepped forward and said.

"You lot, don't just keep saying nice things. Be careful. If anything happens, act immediately," Emperor Hongde said with a smile, waving his hand to dismiss them.

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It was midnight, and the already dim environment was made even darker by the thick fog.

In the chaotic residential area, a robust man in plain-colored training clothes entered a room.

"Master, everything is ready." The man bowed, a white lotus flower peeking out from his sleeve.
"Then let's begin." The Master turned around, his face obscured by a wide robe.

The Master stepped out of the room. The small courtyard outside was filled with people in white. No one spoke; only the crackling of torches could be heard.

"Gentlemen," the cult leader's gaze slowly swept over the crowd in the courtyard, "you are all the backbone of the cult. Today's great undertaking, its success or failure, rests on your shoulders." The cult leader paused, then solemnly said, "The muddy waters originate from chaos, the white lotus will bring about a golden age." "

The white lotus saves the world, all people will rise up!" The crowd chanted the slogan in hushed tones, then took out their prepared weapons and ran towards the planned location.

"What are you doing, Xu Er?" A man who had just gotten out of bed looked at the neighbor who had barged into the house in shock and anger.

"The white lotus saves the world, all people will rise up, come and join me in this great undertaking." Xu Er drew a short knife, the blade pointing at the man.

"You're rebelling! When the army comes, aren't you afraid of being crushed to dust?"

"Nonsense." Xu Er snorted coldly, strode forward, plunged the short knife into the man's body, then pulled it out and stabbed him several times in quick succession. The man staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground, motionless.

The brutal shouts of murder made Xu Er feel good. He had long disliked this man, who looked down on others because of his limited knowledge.

"You, are you going or not!" Xu Er pointed his knife at the awakened neighbors. "The White Lotus has ordered that those who do not go will die!"

"Go, we're going." Several commoners, trembling with fear, were forced to pick up their weapons and follow the crowd.
The same thing was happening in the surrounding areas. Specialized White Lotus followers either bewitched or threatened people, and many people began to follow with kitchen knives and wooden sticks. As the crowd grew, they also began to shout slogans.

"What's going on?" The night patrol guards heard the commotion and rushed over.

"Don't you know there's a curfew? If you don't want to go to jail, go back now." A leading guard shouted loudly, trying to stop the growing crowd.

"White Lotus saves the world, all people will be liberated." The voices grew louder and louder, and more and more people gathered.

White Lotus followers secretly hid in the crowd, drew their short knives, and slowly approached the guards.
Several Imperial Guards shouted loudly, brandishing their weapons and threatening the crowd to retreat.

A White Lotus Sect member tensed, bent low, and rushed forward, swiftly slashing the guard's neck with his short knife. Blood spurted out, the young guard's eyes widened, then gradually lost their focus, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The blood stimulated the crowd's senses, and they swarmed forward, using wooden sticks and kitchen knives. Several Imperial Guards were brutally murdered. Led by White Lotus Sect members hidden in the crowd, the crowd surged towards the government office, chanting slogans.
As several waves of people converged, the flow of people grew larger and larger, the shouts deafening. The sect leader hid in the crowd, surrounded by several White Lotus Sect members who looked tense, weapons at their sides.

A commotion erupted across the street. The sect leader looked up and saw a troop of soldiers arrayed in formation, blocking the government office, their weapons pointed at the crowd.

The cult leader's eyes narrowed. It was the early stages of the uprising; if they encountered strong resistance, the newly gathered crowd would scatter like birds and beasts. Fortunately, the three main camps were on guard against the ghostly soldiers outside the city, and there weren't many armored soldiers inside .

The cult leader lightly touched the ground with his toes, leaping into the air like a bird taking flight, and landing gracefully like a feather in front of the soldiers.

"Formation!" the leading officer shouted, and the soldiers quickly rallied, their weapons pointed at the cult leader.
Seeing this, the cult leader stopped, his right hand flicking out, and a large cloud of red fire erupted from his robes. The fire cloud drifted to the soldiers and exploded with a roar, engulfing several soldiers in flames, their pitiful screams echoing.

"A god has descended! A god has truly descended!" The common people behind him began to shout and cheer, believing a god had descended to aid the White Lotus Cult.

The crowd rushed into the government office, divided their weapons, and thronged towards the palace.

At this moment, fires broke out everywhere in the capital, and shouts of battle echoed through the sky. Those unaware of the situation hid in their homes, blocking their doors, anxiously awaiting dawn.

The quietest place was the area where high-ranking officials and nobles gathered, but even there, servants were summoned and given some items that could be used as weapons.

"Your Highness, let's hurry to the palace," the eunuch Hai Dafu said in a terrified voice, urging Zhang Xuanming to seek refuge there.

"It's just a minor ailment, nothing to worry about," Zhang Xuanming waved his hand dismissively. He knew the whole story and wasn't concerned.

"Your Highness, Master Taiyue has come to visit," a servant reported from the doorway.

"Oh?" Zhang Xuanming looked surprised. It was late at night, and the White Lotus Sect was causing trouble outside. What was his cheap teacher doing here?

"Disciple greets Master," Zhang Juzheng stepped into the room, dressed in plain clothes, his expression calm. Zhang Xuanming stepped forward and bowed.

After the two were seated, Zhang Xuanming spoke first, "I wonder what brings you here so late at night, sir? Is it because of what's happening outside?"

Zhang Xuanming shook his head. "It's just His Majesty deliberately luring the enemy out."

"Hmm?" Zhang Xuanming was somewhat surprised. "How did you know about this, sir?"

"The thick fog hasn't dissipated for days. Although the troops of the three major camps have been mobilized, public opinion in the capital is in turmoil, and there's been no conclusion for several days. Given His Majesty's character, he should have issued an edict to stabilize public sentiment long ago, but so far there's been no movement in the palace. Considering the chaos tonight, it's not hard to come to this conclusion."

"Sir, you are very talented. I admire you." Zhang Xuanming flattered him a few times. "Then what brings you here, sir?" "
The matter of the salt tax in Jiangnan that His Highness told me about a few days ago," Zhang Juzheng stared into Zhang Xuanming's eyes and said seriously, "I hope His Highness will come with me."

"Hmm?" Zhang Xuanming was somewhat curious. "Why do you say that, sir?"

"As far as I know, His Highness has never left the capital since birth, has he?" Zhang Juzheng said calmly.

"That's...indeed." Zhang Xuanming nodded.

"Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. Your Highness is still young, so you should go out and see the world, so as not to give others any reason to say that you are more capable than a woman."

"Zhang Taiyue! I even spoke well of you in front of Xuanming, and you turn around and say to my face that Xuanming is more suited to women's hands! What a thick skin!" A slightly shrill voice rang out, and Cui Manxue stormed in from outside, her pretty face full of anger.

"Bai Gui greets the Princess." Zhang Juzheng stood up and bowed, remaining unfazed by Cui Manxue's rebuke.

"This... Aunt Xue... you two know each other?" Zhang Xuanming was somewhat confused; it seemed there was quite a story between the two.

"Hmph, it's more than just knowing each other." Cui Manxue said with displeasure. "Back then, when I was trapped in the princess's residence, it was he who tricked the spirits monitoring me, giving me a chance to escape."

"It was just a transaction," Zhang Juzheng sat up straight, placed his hands on his thighs, and explained slowly, "At that time, I was seriously injured and ended up in the princess's residence. I was fortunate enough to be favored by the princess and given a white tortoise, which allowed me to regain my strength and advance further. I had no way to repay her,

so I helped the princess escape." "From then on, I knew you were a talented person, which is why I recommended you to Xuanming, but you..." Cui Manxue said with resentment, then added sarcastically, "Truly worthy of being a disciple of the sage, many scholars are ungrateful!" "

Your Highness is too kind. Bai Gui and the princess have no relationship, so there is no ungratefulness involved." Zhang Juzheng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Then why did you entice Xuanming to go to Jiangnan?" The beautiful woman raised an eyebrow and asked aggressively.

"Your Highness has lived a secluded life in the palace since you were a child, unaware of the hardships of the world. This will be detrimental to your governance of the empire after you ascend the throne."

"Oh, so you intend to support Xuanming's ascension to the throne?" Cui Manxue's tone softened as she sat down next to Zhang Xuanming, looking at the slender figure opposite her.

"I, Bai Gui, am unworthy, though I have no great ambitions, but I wish to find a way out for the people of the world." Zhang Juzheng cupped his hands in a gesture of respect. "Please enlighten me, Your Highness."

"Alright," Zhang Xuanming nodded. "I will listen to you, sir."

"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness," Zhang Juzheng nodded. "In that case, I will present Your Highness with a gift."
With that, Zhang Juzheng waved his robe, and a large box appeared out of thin air in the room, a gesture that drew Cui Manxue's attention.

"A hidden universe in a sleeve? When did you learn that supernatural power of the Impure Temple?" "It's just recorded in an ancient book. A hidden universe in a sleeve isn't unique to the Impure Temple. Princess, you should read more books."

These words made the beautiful woman's teeth ache with anger. Zhang Juzheng turned around and explained the contents of the box, "Does Your Highness know about the White Lotus Sect's high-ranking members entering the capital?" Zhang Xuanming nodded, "The White Lotus Sect didn't enter the capital to cause trouble, but for the contents of the box."

"The White Lotus Sect leader is named Li Xuanji. He was originally a hermaphrodite. He entered the Kunlun Holy Land and obtained a great opportunity. A celestial being spent three years using magic to slowly split him into two people, a man and a woman. These two were of one mind and had exceptional talent. After another three years, they became the number one below the Earth Immortal level."

"Afterwards, the two went down the mountain to experience the mortal world. The man was named Li Xuanji, and the woman was named Li Xuanji. They both joined the White Lotus Sect. Later, the woman was abducted by a powerful figure who originally intended to use her as a vessel for cultivation. However, during a duel, he lost her to me as a wager. Today, I'm presenting her to Your Highness."

"As for how to use this woman, it's entirely up to Your Highness." Zhang Juzheng cupped his hands in greeting. "It's getting late, Your Highness,

I'll take my leave." "Hurry up and leave, seeing you annoys me." Cui Manxue snapped out of her reverie, seeing Zhang Juzheng about to leave, and scoffed.
Hearing this, Zhang Juzheng stopped at the door. "Your Highness, in ancient times there was the sorceress Daji who brought ruin to the country. I urge Your Highness to read more books and remember not to be deceived by sorcerers."

"Bastard!" Cui Manxue jumped up, baring her teeth and claws as she shouted at the door. "Aunt Xue..." Zhang Xuanming hurriedly got up and hugged the beautiful woman. "The master was just joking, please don't take it seriously."

"Joking? Hmph, that bastard is always cold and aloof, I'll devour him one day." Cui Manxue's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a chilling mist emanated from the surroundings.

"Aunt Xue, what level do you think the master's cultivation has reached?" Zhang Xuanming buried his head in the beautiful woman's arms, inhaling the faint fragrance as he asked.

"I don't know either," the beautiful woman said, pulling Zhang Xuanming into her arms, her full breasts rubbing against his face. "But he cultivates both Confucianism and Taoism, so he's probably already at the level of an Earth Immortal."

"Are there other realms above Earth Immortals?" Zhang Xuanming asked, taking the woman's nipple into his mouth through her clothes and gently biting it.
"Mmm..." the woman murmured softly, her voice sweet. "Earth Immortals have already seized the creation of heaven and earth, with a lifespan of five hundred years. Above them are Heaven Immortals. Throughout history, only a handful of people have achieved the status of Heaven Immortal. Each of them possesses a superior grotto-heaven. Some Earth Immortals possess blessed lands, while others do not."

Zhang Xuanming reached inside the woman's clothes, tracing the smooth skin to another peak. With a gentle tug, a large, white breast bounced out.

"Aunt Xue, you also possess the power of an Earth Immortal, so why don't you possess a blessed land?" Zhang Xuanming buried his head between her breasts, his tongue licking the exposed skin. One hand slid down her smooth abdomen, gently pulling open her clothes, revealing a corner of her undergarment.

The beautiful woman giggled and kissed Zhang Xuanming on the cheek. "Because this little rascal in my arms is more important than any paradise."

Zhang Xuanming chuckled a few times, then looked up and bit the woman's cherry lips, his tongue prying open her teeth, teasing her tongue and sucking her saliva with a "sizzling" sound.

"Mmm..." The woman closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of her tongue moving around, her jade-like hand reaching inside Zhang Xuanming's clothes, kneading his penis, feeling it slowly grow larger and warmer in her hand.

The woman used her thumb and forefinger to knead the head, occasionally stroking it a few times. "Mmm... Aunt Xue..." Zhang Xuanming looked at her with eager eyes. The woman's eyes were watery, her lips were full of spring, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
The woman gently pushed Zhang Xuanming away, reaching out to unbutton her clothes. Her already half-naked, snow-white body was now fully exposed, the robe draped over her body making her even more alluring.

Looking down, below the beautiful woman's flushed face was a pinkish neck, followed by alluring white collarbones. Her large breasts were half-covered by clothing, with one nipple peeking out, pink and erect.
Her smooth abdomen showed faint signs of abdominal muscles, glistening with sweat in the firelight.
Beyond that was the mysterious black forest between her full thighs, exuding an aura that made male blood surge.
The beautiful woman sat down in a chair, raising her two long, white legs, her arms reaching out to spread her moist vulva, appearing ready to be taken.

Zhang Xuanming, panting heavily, slowly approached the woman, pressing his penis against her vulva, but not inserting it. He grasped her ankles, rubbing his penis against her tender flesh.

His hands roamed over her thighs, the soft, elastic feel captivating him.

"Xuanming..." the beautiful woman pleaded. Seeing this, Zhang Xuanming didn't refuse. His penis slowly entered her tender vagina, the moist flesh making the thrusting very smooth.

"Mmm... um..." the beautiful woman moaned softly, vigorously kneading her full breasts. Zhang Xuanming thrust a few times, then pulled out. Her juices flowed down her body from her vagina to her anus.

Zhang Xuanming gently probed her anus with his fingers, lightly tapping it. The beautiful woman's body stiffened. "Aunt Xue..." Zhang Xuanming asked tentatively. The beautiful woman nodded, blushing.

Zhang Xuanming aimed his penis at her anus, his fingers kneading her vagina. When the beautiful woman relaxed her body, her anus loosened. Zhang Xuanming held his penis and slowly pushed it deeper.

"Ah..." the beautiful woman frowned, enduring the pain, trying her best not to use force. Zhang Xuanming slowly inserted his penis, it disappearing into her tight, warm anus.

"Huff...huff..." The pain from her anus and the sensation of a foreign object being inserted caused the beautiful woman to involuntarily contract her anus. The tightness and squeezing gave the penis a strange pleasure.

Zhang Xuanming began to move, which was difficult at first. Although there was lubrication from her vaginal fluid, it still made both of them feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The penis, dripping with vaginal fluid, lubricated the somewhat dry anus, making the thrusts smoother with each stroke. The beautiful woman felt a different kind of pleasure.

She wrapped her beautiful legs around Zhang Xuanming's body, her body undulating with each thrust. Zhang Xuanming rubbed her tender vulva with one hand, while the other caressed her body, enjoying the smooth feel.

"Ugh..." The woman's eyes were closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, her plump buttocks trembling. Vaginal fluid continuously gushed from her vulva, flowing to their point of contact, wetting her large buttocks and penis.

Her anus contracted with orgasm, and Zhang Xuanming could no longer hold back. His penis erupted inside her anus, a torrent of white fluid filling it. The woman felt a warmth in her anus, and pleasure surged up her spine to her brain, making her dizzy.
The limp penis was easily pulled out of the anus, which had become swollen and congested. Zhang Xuanming touched it with his fingertip, and the beautiful woman cried out in pain, glaring resentfully at her lover.

She stood up, squatted on the chair, and waited for the semen to flow out, but the swollen anus blocked its path. Blushing, she asked her maid for help. The maid,

her face flushed from watching a erotic scene, stretched out her delicate hand and gently spread the anus with her index finger and thumb. Thick, white fluid slowly flowed down, some dripping directly onto the chair, others running down her fingers to her wrist.

"Aunt Xue, what should we do with this girl?" Zhang Xuanming asked, watching the lewd scene with interest.

The beautiful woman lazily looked up at the girl in the box; her exposed skin was whiter than her plain clothes, not only like snow but also with white body hair.

"She'll just be sent to Baiyujing as a decorative object; after all, a woman with snow-white skin is a rare breed."

"This woman is quite capable, and her talent isn't weak either. How about sending her to the Leopard House?"

The beautiful woman shook her head. "While the Leopard House needs someone like her, her origins are unclear; she can't enter."
"Then that's the only option." Zhang Xuanming nodded.

[The End]

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