Biography of Strange Things

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The *Lieyi Zhuan* states: "Lady Feng, a concubine of Emperor Ling, died of illness. During Emperor Ling's reign, a thief broke into her tomb. More than seventy years later, her complexion remained unchanged, though slightly cold. The thief and Lady Feng committed adultery, leading to a violent fight and death. Empress Dowager Dou's family was executed, and it was proposed that Lady Feng be offered as a sacrifice. Chen Gongda of Xiapi argued that although the noblewoman was favored by the late emperor, her corpse was defiled and unsuitable to be offered to the emperor. Therefore, Empress Dowager Dou was offered as a sacrifice." He approached the jade bed covered by a pink silk quilt, which revealed the outline of a woman's body. He slowly lifted the quilt covering the woman's head; the thin quilt seemed weightless. As it was lifted, a beautiful face was revealed.

"Lady Feng!" he murmured, his heart pounding.

It was the face of a noblewoman, beautiful and serene. It was hard to believe she had been dead for over seventy years; her complexion was still rosy and lifelike. Long eyelashes tightly closed her large eyes, and her lips, small like ripe cherries, were slightly pouting, unsettling.

His hand gently caressed Lady Feng's cheek and lips. Her skin remained supple, smooth, and tender. Despite the passing years, her beauty hadn't faded; only her skin was cold, like a jade sculpture.

He quickly pulled the silk quilt aside from Madam Feng's body, revealing her complete corpse.

She was dressed in a magnificent funeral gown, predominantly pink, radiant and dazzling. She looked as if she had just fallen asleep, natural and perfect, exuding a delicate fragrance and the scent of incense.

He then strode to another jade bed covered with a pale yellow silk quilt, swiftly lifting it to reveal Madam Han's body. Like Madam Feng, her appearance was unchanged, beautiful and captivating, but she looked younger than Madam Feng, more like a young girl waiting to be raised. He lifted Madam Han's body and placed it beside Madam Feng; in his eyes, they were two sleeping beauties.

He lay down between the two corpses, his hand reaching towards Madam Feng's chest, caressing her. Then he loosened Madam Feng's belt, opening her outer garment from her chest. But Madam Feng's burial shroud had many layers; he unfastened them one by one until he felt only a thin gauze undergarment remained on her chest.

At this point, Madam Feng's beautiful breasts could no longer be concealed by the almost transparent gauze. Her two purplish-red nipples, stiff and erect, pressed against the fabric, clearly visible, exuding a strong scent of perfume.

Her breasts were full and round, extremely elastic, with small, round nipples like two tiny grapes, alluring and fragrant.

His hand slipped inside the seam of Madam Feng's right breast, touching cold but soft and smooth skin. He immediately grasped Madam Feng's left breast and began to knead it. His fingers pinched Madam Feng's deep purple nipple tightly, squeezing it forcefully.

His breathing gradually quickened. He leaned down and, through the thin layer of fabric, took Madam Feng's stiff, cold right nipple into his mouth, gently biting it.

He could no longer restrain himself. He ripped open the last veil covering Madam Feng's chest, and her body jerked upward with his violent movement, revealing her smooth, newly formed breasts. He then swiftly stripped off all of Madam Feng's burial clothes, revealing her pristine, jade-like body before him.

Lying prone, she was beautiful and complete. Her slender waist, full, luscious breasts, rounded hips, and long, shapely legs were flawless.

He too removed his own clothes and tightly embraced Madam Feng's corpse. His lips rained down on her delicate, cool eyes, lips, neck, breasts, and lower abdomen.

He took her nipple into his mouth and suckled incessantly, like a nursing mother, hoping to taste Madam Feng's nectar. He imagined that the Madam Feng in his arms was not a corpse, but a noblewoman in the prime of her life.

He was suckling Madam Feng's milk, sweet and rich, like milk that had been brewing for a long time. As he drank, he became intoxicated.

He squeezed Madam Feng's delicate breasts forcefully, sucking hard on her small nipples. Madam Feng's soft body seemed to gradually come alive in his arms, warming up. He felt her tender breasts harden and become erect, while her round, cold nipples hardened like purple jade.

He relentlessly suckled her milk from her breasts, savoring its fragrance. He buried his head between her nipples, inhaling the scent of spices, milk, and candle smoke mingling in her cleavage.

His movements grew more ferocious, Madam Feng's cold breasts bearing the full force of his power.

He gently pried open Madam Feng's eyelids, and instantly, her large, cold eyes appeared. Her eyes were open, staring indifferently at the front of her body, completely ignoring her naked body and the man violating her beautiful breasts.

He kissed Madam Feng's empty eyes, feeling the lust in his chest burn ever brighter. His erect penis thrust against Madam Feng's pale, cold thighs. He turned Madam Feng's body over, so that her face was down, lying prone on his chest.

Madam Feng's swollen breasts pressed tightly against his face, her cool cleavage covering his lips.

He tilted his head slightly to kiss Madam Feng's small nipples. He bit down on her nipples, his throat itching, and he sucked again, wanting to taste the nectar that had been brewing within Madam Feng's swollen breasts for over seventy years.

Madam Feng's body pressed tightly against him, and his lust grew even stronger. His penis was out of control, thrusting rhythmically, beginning to penetrate between Madam Feng's jade-like legs.

He quickly felt how tight Madam Feng's vagina was, making it difficult for him to enter, so he used even more force, his penis penetrating Madam Feng's unconscious body again and again.

His hands entwined around Madam Feng's delicate body, caressing her smooth back and beautiful, full buttocks.

Madam Feng's legs were tightly closed, her arms outstretched, her beautiful face rosy and radiant, completely unlike a corpse that had been dead for over seventy years. Her skin was still so smooth and white, boneless and supple, her breasts fragrant and full. All the most alluring aspects of a woman were undisguisedly displayed on Madam Feng's body.

He had reached the pinnacle of madness; the urge of his rock-hard penis made his whole body tremble. He finally felt that he had touched Madam Feng's clitoris.

Madam Feng's cold vagina gripped his penis tightly, further arousing his intense pleasure. He couldn't help but press Madam Feng down beneath him, his lower abdomen immediately contracting, his penis swelling, and a torrent of semen gushing forth towards Madam Feng.

Madam Feng's body bounced rhythmically with his thrusts.

Her breasts rose higher, her two alluring, jade-like breasts trembling incessantly. The purple areolas and rounded nipples made her fair skin appear even more radiant and alluring.

Her face was tilted back, her head dangling over the edge of the jade bed. Her beautiful long hair, which had somehow become loose, cascaded down like a waterfall to the ground.

Her lower abdomen was taut, smooth and supple; she was like a beautiful woman offering her body to an altar, serene and peaceful.

Her buttocks were bearing the pressure of his body, her vagina, more mysterious than the most beautiful woman's, enveloping his penis. And he was recklessly ejaculating his semen into Madam Feng's beautiful body, the very body that had borne life in her lifetime.

He gradually relaxed, finally lying on Madam Feng's breasts, sucking on her nipples with his mouth and squeezing her other breast with his left hand.

He opened his eyes and saw Madam Han lying beside Madam Feng. Her face was equally beautiful and serene, but more delicate and charming than Madam Feng's.

His right hand slowly slipped into the seam of Madam Han's clothing. Madam Han's burial shroud consisted of only two layers, and he was acutely aware of the wonderful sensation of his fingers touching that thin, close-fitting undergarment. His fingers forcefully tore at the thin garment covering Madam Han's fair skin, and the burial shroud, weathered by over seventy years of wind and rain, was immediately ripped apart. His hand then freely caressed Madam Han's smooth breasts.

Lady Han's breasts were small yet firm, round and elastic, like freshly steamed buns, except they were completely devoid of warmth. Her entire body, like the jade bed that had stood for over seventy years, was as cold as ice.

His hand could just grasp Lady Han's right breast, gently squeezing and kneading it, his fingers tightly pinching her bud-like nipple.

Her nipple was hard and erect, playfully upturned. Her nipple was smaller than Lady Feng's full breasts, perhaps because she was younger than Lady Feng. Her breasts were more delicate and slender, like freshly peeled chicken head meat, still incredibly tender.

At this moment, his mouth was still suckling Lady Feng's milk, but his hands were wandering over Lady Han's chest.

He kept kneading and rubbing Lady Han's breasts, his palms rubbing her nipples hard, until he felt that Lady Han's soft, white breasts, which had been stiff and cold for over seventy years, were gradually warming up from his caresses.

He rubbed and kneaded diligently, and Lady Han's breasts became even more elastic. He felt that due to his frenzied ravaging, the outermost layer of skin on Lady Han's breasts had been rubbed raw by his palms, and his fingers could touch the even more delicate and smooth skin beneath.

His palms rubbed Lady Han's breasts heavily, his fingers almost digging into her smooth skin.

He was no longer satisfied with the sensation in his hands, so he abandoned Lady Feng's nipples and turned his head towards Lady Han.

His hands withdrew from the side of Lady Han's bodice, tore the opening wider, and then his head slipped inside her clothes.

Immediately, he smelled a strong fragrance of herbs mixed with milk. His mouth groped on Lady Han's breasts, finding her nipple through the tear in her already ripped undergarment, and he immediately bit down. Lady

Han's nipples were rounder than Lady Feng's, the buds like tiny pearls, seemingly about to drip from her nipples.

Her beautiful areolas protruded slightly from her breasts, emitting a faint milky fragrance.

He held Lady Han's nipple in his mouth, initially cautiously, but as his lust was reignited, he became impulsive and uncontrollable, turning violent.

He bit down hard on Lady Han's nipple, mercilessly chewing and grinding the base of her slender nipple with his teeth, while his tongue licked Lady Han's cool, jade-like smooth breast. He almost cruelly bit off Lady Han's firm nipple from her soft breast.

He also suckled the fullness of Lady Han's breast milk as he had suckled Lady Feng's nipple, excitedly devouring Lady Han's steamed bun-like breasts, letting her fragrant breasts fill his entire mouth.

He completely indulged his lust, enjoying Lady Han's eternally beautiful body. He closed his eyes, imagining himself as a young king, enjoying the fragrance of his beautiful concubine.

Lady Han rested her head on his arm, breathing softly, her eyes half-closed in weariness. With his other hand, he untied the long sash around Lady Han's waist, opening her bodice to reveal her smooth, jade-like breasts.

He stared at her vibrant nipples, the white tinged with pink, and suddenly bit down on her breast. Lady Han, responding to his impulse, arched her back, letting out a startled cry, her breasts trembling.

He bit down hard on her nipple, suckling at her milk. Lady Han's breasts were filled with a fragrant, sweet milk, slowly flowing from her tiny nipples.

He squeezed her breasts, and more milk gushed out, sticky and flowing over her jade-like bosom.

Lady Han half-knelt, bending over, her breasts drooping, but instead of shrinking, they became fuller, milk dripping from her cherry-red nipples. She squeezed her breasts forcefully with one hand, each squeeze causing her whole body to tremble with excitement, her already beautiful cheeks flushing even more, making her even more captivating.

He lay supine beneath Lady Han's lowered body, her nipple in his mouth, the milk dripping into his lips.

At the same time, he removed all of Lady Han's clothing, his throbbing lust assaulting her delicate body.

He continued to possess her breasts, which he had gradually warmed—truly the most alluring part of her corpse. His head was buried in her cleavage, deeply inhaling her milky scent.

His tongue glided across her shallow cleavage, then continued to suckle her nipples greedily, her entire breasts, smooth and delicate, subjected to his frenzied desire.

Lady Han's beautiful breasts were mercilessly ravaged by him. Several scratches marred her snow-white breasts, revealing alabaster skin; her most exquisite areolas were surrounded by teeth marks, several areas of skin bitten raw, the nipples drooping limply; only a thin sliver of skin remained connecting the base of her nipples to the bud, causing them to tilt to one side, like a small flower withered under the scorching sun.

Yet, despite the cruel torture and destruction inflicted upon her perfect breasts, not a drop of blood seeped out. Perhaps because she had been dead for over seventy years, her pink nipples resembled naturally sculpted white jade, their flaws only enhancing their allure and captivating beauty.

He felt his excitement reach its peak, his head still inside Lady Han's bodice. He breathed heavily, his head moving down her breasts, his mouth kissing her cold skin. When his mouth could move no further within the narrow confines of her dress, he pulled his head out.

Then, his hands swiftly untied all the belts around Lady Han's waist, stripping her of all her clothes. He could finally see Lady Han's pristine, flawless body.

It was truly the most perfect body he had ever seen. Although it was only a corpse separated by more than seventy years, Lady Han's stunning beauty was no less than any other beauty; she even surpassed Lady Feng's body. Lady Feng's beauty was voluptuous, while Lady Han possessed a different kind of indescribable, ethereal beauty.

Her delicate breasts, slender waist, smooth abdomen, rounded hips, long legs, and the pale white of her beautiful corpse, the pungent smell of preservatives, the rich scent of milk, her icy body, her serene expression, her disheveled black hair—all of these things caused him heartache, made him sigh, and made him let out frantic groans.

He held Lady Han's body tightly, kissing her cool, cherry-like lips, sucking the sweetness from her mouth.

His tongue slipped into Lady Han's slightly parted mouth, darting around and licking away the remaining saliva. His tongue found Lady Han's fragrant tongue, still elastic and exuding sweet scent.

His pleasure reached its peak; his erect penis, hard and erect, plunged straight into Lady Han's vagina, into the secret place between her beautiful thighs. With each surge of passion, his and Lady Han's bodies trembled together.

Lady Han's smooth abdomen pressed tightly against him, her delicate body bouncing up and down with each violent ejaculation.

Each time her body was lifted by his penis, her breasts rose high, making her full breasts appear even rounder and smoother. Her beautiful head tilted back slightly, her beautiful hair spread out, her arms stretched straight out on either side of her chest, as if her entire body was embracing the surging, frenzied semen within her.

He supported Lady Han's shoulder with one hand, making her full breasts stand out even more. He lifted her fragrant breasts high, causing her soft, jade-like breasts to form a distinct arc.

Lady Han's steamed bun-like breasts, like two full sacs, trembled incessantly on her fragrant bosom, as if the spherical breasts were about to burst, and the milk inside would spill out.

Her body formed an incomparably beautiful curve, encompassing all feminine softness and beauty.

He buried his face in Lady Han's high, firm nipples, once again taking her nipple into his mouth and suckling. His abdomen remained pressed tightly against Lady Han's body, his penis thrusting in and out again, until finally he reached the deepest part of Lady Han's vagina.

He took Lady Han's round breasts into his mouth, swallowing them relentlessly. His teeth rubbed and tore at her jade-like breasts, torturing her. His movements seemed to suggest he wanted to devour her beautiful breasts entirely. He sucked on her

nipples with all his might, and the last few drops of sticky milk seeped from her pores. More than seventy years after she stopped breathing, Lady Han was still nourishing the last man who had violated her breasts and ravaged them with the sweetest milk a woman could offer.

His semen finally flowed uncontrollably, shooting into Lady Han's body. Lady Han's body trembled violently, accompanied by his swollen penis. He embraced her body, injecting his semen and sucking her luscious milk.

The beauty in his arms remained motionless, while he made love to her frantically, his ejaculation continuing until he was exhausted.

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