[Repost] The First Part of "The Grand Mansion"

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The first part of "The Grand Mansion" by qiutianfu:

Chapter 1.

Green bamboo, jade-like and graceful.
Wisps of smoke, drifting like clouds.
Red walls and green tiles, the grand gate of a noble family.

On the shore of Bilu Lake in Zhanjiang, Jiangxi, stands a manor with nine courtyards and six buildings on each side. This is
the renowned first family of Jiangnan—the Nangong family. During the Five Dynasties period, the Nangong family was already known as
the foremost family in the land. After more than seven hundred years of trials and tribulations, the Nangong family has remained standing, which
is truly an anomaly.

The Nangong family is not only a martial arts family but also wields considerable power both inside and outside the imperial court.
When the current emperor was the crown prince in the Imperial Library, the supervisor in charge of the library was Nangong De, the current head of the Nangong family. Nangong
De can be described as mature beyond his years, having already reached the second rank in the thirties. Truly, he is riding high, with a bright future ahead.

Nangong De was an upright man, highly regarded by both the late emperor and the current emperor, who kept him in the capital
as an official. Therefore, the Nangong family only had a few servants and maids to care for them; they were practically uninhabited.

The Nangong family lived in Wending Hutong in the western suburbs of the capital. Although it was called a hutong (
alley), it was practically deserted except for

Nangong De's family. This was mainly because Nangong De wanted peace and quiet. The hutong was lined with lush green bamboo
, which Nangong De loved; he disliked flowers and grasses.

The hutong had only two gates. Nangong De's house was near the entrance. He was a kind and honest
man, holding a high-ranking official position, yet his house was small—a two-courtyard house with only seven rooms.

The Nangong family was very simple; the couple had only one son and one daughter.

These two children were their precious darlings, cherished dearly. Even the slightest ailment would send the couple
into a panic. Once, when their daughter fell ill, Nangong De was so anxious he became delirious, and while speaking to the Crown Prince, he inexplicably mentioned
Li Bai of the Song Dynasty and Wang Anshi of the Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, the Crown Prince, being kind-hearted, didn't punish him; otherwise, it
would have been a grave offense.

Frankly, there was nothing they could do; the Nangong family
wasn't very large. The ancestral tablets of the Nangong family dwindled with each passing year. Back then, the patriarch of the Nangong family had twenty-seven sons, not counting daughters
. At that time, the Nangong family was truly prosperous.

But in Nangong De's generation, he was the only son among the nine branches. He became the darling of the Nangong family.
Therefore, the patriarch arranged his marriage early, and his bride was already betrothed. The Nangong family, fearing outsiders wouldn't be
effective, arranged marriages for all of Nangong De's cousins. In total, he had nine wives and fifteen concubines
. Yet, Nangong De was capable enough to have only two children with so many wives. How could he not love them dearly?

However, despite his love, Nangong De never spoiled his children; the rules of the Nangong family were very strict. Nangong
De strictly disciplined his two children, as they were the only
hope of the entire Nangong family.

The siblings were born to the same mother, who was originally Nangong De's youngest cousin. Their maternal grandfather was Lai
Wenhui, the Minister of Justice. Nangong De couldn't bear to part with his two children and insisted on keeping them by his side. Naturally, their mother
also came to the capital with him. Moreover, the capital was originally where her family lived. Coming together provided
mutual support. In addition, three maids lived there, each serving the couple and their young master and mistress
.

Nangong De's son just turned ten this year. He's incredibly intelligent, but a bit mischievous.
The entire Nangong family has pinned their hopes on this young master.

Back when the child was born, the Nangong family patriarch invited Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain to
tell the child's fortune. This was a testament to the Nangong family's prestige; Zhang Tianshi was the leader of Taoism
, the national advisor of the country—it was difficult for most people to even meet him.

Zhang Tianshi spent three days and three nights meticulously calculating the child's birth date and time, finally telling the patriarch that
the child was indeed destined for many wives and concubines, and many children and grandchildren. However, like his father, there was one condition: strangers
could not enter his household.

Upon hearing this, the patriarch immediately summoned people to convey the message to all relatives: from this day forward
, all the girls in the Nangong family were betrothed.

Although the patriarch's words were a bit harsh, the Nangong family's wealth was the envy of all their relatives, and
everyone wanted a share. So they all agreed. However, after counting on their fingers
, the patriarch realized there were only five or six girls who could actually be married off.

This was because the time he arranged a marriage for Nangong De had been too ruthless, almost wiping out all the relatives who could be married off
. These five or six girls were descendants of those few who had escaped that net. Thinking of this
, the patriarch gritted his teeth and didn't care anymore. Anyway, this child only had one older sister, who couldn't be touched. As for the others, it didn't
matter if they were third or fifth degree of kinship, same surname or different surname, as long as they were daughters of relatives, they would be betrothed. After much effort, he managed to
gather about ten girls.

But how could this be enough? The patriarch issued the highest directive of the Nangong family—an emergency mobilization
order. The content was simple: give birth! Give birth to boys to prepare for the next generation; give birth to girls, and order them all.

Originally, the matriarch wanted to keep her grandson by her side, intending to marry him as soon as he reached the appropriate age. However, Nangong
De disagreed, fearing the matriarch would spoil the child. So, he fled overnight, taking the child to the capital.

Before leaving, besides his two children, their mother, and three well-behaved maids
, Nangong De only took one thing: ancestral tablets. Of course,
there were over a hundred tablets representing the twenty-two generations of ancestors of the Nangong family; he couldn't take them all. He only
took the twenty-two tablets directly related to him.

After arriving in the capital and settling in Wending Hutong, Nangong De had a shrine built there
specifically to enshrine the ancestral tablets. The shrine's main gate was located at the very end of the hutong.

Because the artisans in the capital had never built an ancestral hall before, they constructed this bizarre, incongruous structure for Nangong De, modeled after a traditional courtyard house
. Nangong De, being a man of good manners, wasn't angry; after all, it was just an extra...
The rooms were empty, so he set up a bed there and would occasionally stay for a couple of days to get some peace and quiet
.

Besides enshrining ancestors, this ancestral hall also served another purpose: it was the place for family discipline. Nangong De preferred
quiet, and disciplining children was absolutely forbidden inside the house. The children's crying and fussing gave him a headache, and he found it annoying
. So, if he needed to discipline a child, he would do it in the ancestral hall. Let the child cry and fuss as much as they wanted; it was
the ancestors who were being disturbed, not him.

Of course, as a gentleman, he wouldn't personally discipline the children; that was always done by
their mothers. Nangong De was extremely insistent on this. First, servants couldn't discipline their masters, as that
would disrupt the established order. Second, older sisters couldn't discipline their younger brothers; after all, there was a difference between men and women, and men were superior to women. Although there was
a saying that the eldest sister was like a mother, and the eldest sister-in-law was like a mother, that was something to consider only after one's death.

Actually, this rule didn't apply to anyone else; it was entirely set up for his precious son.

Speaking of this son, Nangong De was both proud and troubled.

He was proud because his son was exceptionally intelligent, excelling in both literature and martial arts. He entered school at seven and passed the imperial examination a year ago, becoming a scholar.
His son also had a deep understanding of the family's martial arts, far surpassing his own at that age.

Moreover, two years ago, the renowned physician Luo Lai took a liking to his son and insisted on taking him as his apprentice. And
Luo Lai was right; the boy had a profound understanding of medicine. Now, Luo Lai tells everyone how intelligent and skilled his apprentice was
, which made the father proud.

However, Nangong De wasn't too concerned about whether his son could learn medicine or not, since the Nangong family
had absolutely no need to rely on medicine for a living. What pleased Nangong De was that Luo Lai readily agreed to guarantee his son's
good health and many children. Actually, the latter part was what he truly hoped the divine physician would agree to. After all,
it was better to seek the help of this miraculous healer than to pray to the ethereal and elusive Guanyin who grants children.

Therefore, Nangong De could be said to have nothing to worry about or be troubled by. However,
now, he had one thing that was quite troubling, a problem that was causing him great distress.

The situation was this: a few days ago, someone came to deliver a gift. According to custom, family members would absolutely not accept it
. However, the visitor lied, claiming it was from his wife's family. His wife, without careful inspection, actually accepted it.
Although the matter was later resolved and the gift returned, according to custom, his wife had made a serious blunder and
must be severely punished to prevent a similar incident from happening again.

But thinking back, his wife had never made a mistake in all these years with him, and besides, this incident was somewhat
understandable, since the other party had lied, so it couldn't be entirely blamed on his wife. Thinking back to when his wife, fourteen, married him,
she was only a concubine because of her young age. However, a year later, she gave birth to a daughter, and he was then officially made
his wife. Two years later, she gave birth to a son, a great contributor to the Nangong family
. She was always well-educated and reasonable, never making a mistake.

He never expected this... He couldn't bring himself to punish such a good wife, especially with the two children
pleading for her. His heart was made of flesh and blood, and he couldn't bring himself to do it. But the
rules of the Nangong family couldn't be broken; without rules, there's no order. If he let her off this time because the children pleaded,
what would he do next time when that little devil caused trouble? The rules couldn't be changed.

The rule couldn't be changed, but Nangong De could
n't bring himself to do it. He knew it was absolutely unacceptable for servants to beat their grandmother, and he didn't want to do it himself. After much deliberation, he decided to have his son do it. A mother's heart is connected to
her son's; surely he wouldn't actually beat her. Then, the two of them could stay in the ancestral hall for a month,
without needing servants to attend to them. The son could take care of his mother, which would be a good explanation to others—that she was recuperating
. This would also uphold the rules of the Nangong family.

Having made up his mind, Nangong De summoned his son and told his beloved son,
Nangong Yun, everything.

Nangong Yun, with a mournful face, pleaded desperately for his mother, until he saw his father's resolute attitude and reluctantly agreed
.

Chapter Two.

Deep in the alley, inside the ancestral hall, a ten-year-old child was busily making arrangements.

He brought over a reclining chair and secured it firmly to the eaves of the courtyard with thick hemp rope
. On the chair lay three whips, quite crudely made; they were
simply hemp ropes tied at one end and then untied, leaving a loose, bushy bunch.

Each whip was of varying thickness; the two thicker ones were about two fingers wide together, with
five knots tied in each direction, each knot about an inch wide. The thinner one was only about a finger thick, but had
a fist-sized knot at the end. All three whips were rough and bristly, resembling a broom.

Two leather straps hung high under the eaves from the back of the reclining chair.

With a soft thud, the courtyard gate opened. Nangong De entered, followed by Yun'er
's mother, Bingqing Yunu Yushui Xin. The beautiful young woman, looking aggrieved, pouted and
followed Nangong De in, dawdling as she entered.

Yun'er's mother was quite young; she was only fourteen when she married into the Nangong family,
and sixteen when she gave birth to Yun'er. Ten years had passed in a flash, and her son had grown so much, while she was only
twenty-six, still quite a distance from thirty.

Usually, she was quite the mother when disciplining her son, but today she hadn't expected to be
so strict, and the thought of disciplining him made her quite uncomfortable.

Moreover, she still felt deeply aggrieved.

Entering the ancestral hall, the two immediately noticed Yun'er's arrangements. Nangong De glanced at
the three whips on the recliner and nodded; it suited him perfectly. These whips would at most cause a slight itch,
not much pain, and his beloved wife wouldn't suffer.

Thinking of this, he gave his wife a push from behind, causing her to fall in front of Yun'er, and said, "Yun'er,"
"You're all grown up now, you should be sensible. You should understand the rules of our Nangong family mansion.
Before the family laws of our ancestors, all descendants must abide by them, no one is exempt. These rules aren't just for you.
Look, your mother broke the rules and was punished too. Alright, I'm entrusting your mother to you now, I'm leaving."

After saying this, Nangong De turned and left, leaving the mother and son looking at each other.

For some reason, Yu Shuixin suddenly felt embarrassed. After a long while, she
asked her son with a blushing face, "Yun'er, what should we do next?"

"Mother, lie down first." Yun'er guided his mother to lie face down on the recliner. However,
the way Yun'er had his mother lie down was quite strange. She wasn't lying on the seat of the recliner, but on the backrest
, her whole body pressed tightly against the upturned backrest, her body slightly arched,
her buttocks sticking up high towards the sky.

Yu Shuixin had no idea what her son was up to, but according to the rules of the Nangong family, she had
no right to ask and could only obediently follow Yun'er's instructions.

Once Yu Shuixin was dressed, Yun'er lifted her by the buttocks, causing her lower abdomen to detach
from the recliner and dangle in mid-air. Her two long, slender legs hung there, swaying back and forth.

Yu Shuixin felt extremely uncomfortable being manipulated by her son, but she couldn't resist and could only let him do as he pleased
.

Yun'er then produced several leather straps from somewhere, using one to
tightly bind his mother's arms behind her back, and then using another long leather strap to firmly tie his mother, who was tightly bound behind her back, to
the back of the chair. Then, he spread his mother's legs apart and tied them to the back of the chair, one on each side, but
not inside. Yu Shuixin's legs could swing freely, but she couldn't close them.

Yu Shuixin was completely confused by her son and had no idea what he was trying to do.

Seeing that everything was ready, Yun'er placed his hand on his mother's soft buttocks and gently kneaded them.

This filled Yu Shuixin with shame and indignation. She couldn't believe her own son would humiliate her like this.
Blushing, she scolded, "Yun'er, what are you doing? When you come down, I won't
let you off!"

Yun'er remained unmoved. He continued kneading his mother's buttocks, even giving
them a light pinch. Then, he slowly slipped his hand inside his mother's waistband, pulled
out her undergarment, and pushed her top up above her waist.

Yu Shuixin's slender waist was completely exposed. Her snow-white, pink skin, with a faint blush,
was truly like water and jade, crystal clear.

Yun'er didn't stop there. He gripped his mother's waistband tightly and slowly pulled her pants down,
completely exposing Yu Shuixin's smooth, soft abdomen. Even
a wisp of dark hair peeked out from the gap in the tightly bound belt.

Yu Shuixin panicked. Seeing her son's posture,
she realized Yun'er wasn't just joking; he was serious. Although Yu Shuixin didn't believe her tiny son would actually
rape her, even letting this little thing strip her naked and play with her was
something she couldn't accept. If it really came to that, how could she face her
son afterward? How could she discipline this mischievous, audacious brat?

Yu Shuixin initially wanted to scream for help, hoping to summon her husband to give this unfilial son a good scolding
, but Yun'er's words dispelled all her thoughts.

Yun'er said slowly and deliberately, "Mother, call out twice, louder so Father can hear too.
When he gets here and sees this, I wonder what he'll think?"

Hearing her son's words, Yu Shui thought carefully. She really couldn't summon her husband. He was an extremely
proud man, and the rules of the Nangong family were particularly strict. Even if he
saved her in her current state, he would likely treat her coldly afterward. After all, he had over twenty wives. Moreover
, what would happen to her precious son if she summoned him?

Although she was strict with her son, she didn't want anything to happen to him. If her husband
found out about Yun'er's behavior, according to the rules of the Nangong family, her precious son would definitely be dead.
Wouldn't that be like tearing out her own heart? It would also cause the Nangong family line to end, making her a
sinner of the Nangong family.

Thinking this, Yu Shui gritted her teeth. Since her son had already put her in bed, she could do
whatever he wanted with her. At most, she'd give him a good scolding later to teach him a lesson.

Yun'er didn't care what his mother thought. He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, removed
the cork stopper sealed with red wax, and poured out a sticky, thick, slippery
ointment.

Yun'er casually spread the ointment evenly on his mother's exposed waist and abdomen. While carefully
applying the ointment, Yun'er gently massaged the smooth skin. When he reached the abdomen, Yun'er
gently circled his mother's navel with his fingers, filling
the shallow, fragrant navel with a thick layer of ointment. Then, he gradually spread the ointment evenly over the entire abdomen.

When he applied the substance to her waistband, Yun'er slowly slipped his greasy hand into it. He
gently tugged at the dense thicket of pubic hair below her abdomen.

Yu Shuixin, tightly bound to the chair back, felt as if her son had applied something to her
body. At first, she didn't feel anything unusual, but slowly, she felt
a burning desire rising in her lower abdomen. This desire raged restlessly within her, scorching her
body and tormenting her mind.

Seeing his mother's face flushed red and her body trembling slightly, Yun'er knew that his
aphrodisiac was quite effective. This was the result of two years of diligent study and practice under the divine physician, and the effect
was naturally very satisfying.

Yun'er's hand, which had been kneading his mother's slender waist, gradually slid down her upturned buttocks, while his other
hand, which had been stroking her abdomen, also slid down to her private parts.

Through the thin trousers his mother wore, Yun'er could clearly see the riding towel tied underneath.
He pressed his left thumb firmly against his mother's anus, while his right thumb gently scraped her genitals
. At the same time, both hands continuously kneaded and patted.

These techniques were all learned by Yun'er from the book "The Orchid Manual," which had originally
been left by a lecherous thief. When he was about to be executed, he used it to bribe the executioner to lessen his suffering.
The executioner couldn't understand it, so he gave it to Yun'er.

And Yun'er was exceptionally intelligent; how could he not understand such a thing? Moreover, his master was a legendary
healer; his understanding of medicine and human anatomy far exceeded the methods recorded in the book.

Since obtaining this erotic book, he had put in a lot of effort, especially in acquiring
the necessary condition for being a lecherous thief—a large, thick penis. He had racked his brains trying everything: herbal cultivation
methods, surgical grafting, internal alchemy, and external martial arts enhancement methods. His master had
all sorts of precious medicinal herbs, so the conditions were perfect. Now, whenever he saw his own enormous member, a foot long and as thick as a child's arm
, he felt extremely proud. With such a treasure, what woman could escape his grasp
?

Chapter 3:

Under the combined assault and internal and external torment, the pure and beautiful maiden, Yu Shuixin, had completely collapsed. Her hair was disheveled,
her eyes unfocused, she was panting heavily, and her body was slumped against the back of the chair, sticky with sweat. She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed since they got married; she had never experienced such intense climaxing

since their marriage . Thinking of her husband's rigid nature, he had never understood the pleasures of intimacy, and due to the rules of the Nangong family, she couldn't take the initiative. So, despite their deep affection, her husband could never satisfy her in bed. She never imagined her own son would be so skilled, able to bring her to multiple orgasms with just his hands, leaving her breathless with pleasure. This intoxicating feeling was something she had never experienced before. At this moment, the pure and innocent Yu Shui Xin had long since abandoned her initial shyness. If it weren't for the fear of being discovered, she would have already been moaning softly. Yun'er was starting to get bored. He gradually felt that simply touching his mother's private parts through her pants wasn't enough. He wanted to strip his mother naked and see what the place that had given birth to him looked like . However, he felt uneasy and uncomfortable, as if something was amiss. He knew it was wrong, but on one hand, ever since obtaining the book, he had developed a strong desire for women's bodies ; on the other hand, he resented his mother's constant targeting and scolding. Given this opportunity , he wanted to get revenge. However, while revenge was possible, he never considered breaking the bond between mother and son. He hesitated, unsure if he should continue. Yun'er looked at his mother's wet crotch, as if she had wet herself, and the perfect, alluring lines of her body clearly outlined by the fabric clinging tightly to her thighs. Yun'er felt his blood surging. He couldn't care less anymore; he rushed forward and unbuckled his mother's belt, pulling her pants down to her ankles. His mother's high, white, pink buttocks were completely exposed before him. Beneath her mother's body , only a bright red riding towel tightly covered her mysterious and beautiful place, the place where it all began. Looking at this alluring sight, how could Yun'er remain calm? His manhood was already erect and throbbing with rage. He gently removed his mother's last line of defense—the red towel. His mother's most secret place was completely presented before Yun'er's eyes. It was so captivating. Yun'er wondered if his father had ever seen this exquisite sight. Thinking of this, a little jealousy welled up in his young heart. Yun'er leaned forward and gently licked his mother's beautiful and alluring vulva with his tongue. A rich fragrance emanated from the vulva. Yun'er teased his mother's delicate clitoris with the tip of his tongue, his left hand still pressing against his mother's anus, but this time he slowly inserted his thumb into her anus. These were also techniques taught in that book. The pure and innocent Yu Shuixin had never imagined such a way of playing. When her son's finger entered her anus , Yu Shuixin froze, followed by a swelling sensation rising from below. However, along with this swelling sensation came an unusually intense pleasure that almost made her faint. This novel and intense stimulation caused Yu Shuixin to let out a soft cry. This cry startled Yun'er. He realized that if his father heard, he would be in serious trouble. Yun'er looked around and spotted the riding towel draped around his mother's waist. He picked it up and saw that it was completely soaked with his mother's vaginal fluids, slippery, sticky , and greasy. But Yun'er didn't think much of it. He walked to his mother, gently lifted her chin, and stuffed the wet towel into her mouth. The pure and innocent Yu Shuixin was completely bewildered when she saw her son approaching with her filthy riding towel and stuffing it into his mouth. The pungent , fishy smell of semen emanating from the towel sent a chill down her spine. She quickly lowered her head and caught a glimpse of Yun'er's erect, enormous genitals. Yu Shuixin trembled; she immediately understood her impending doom. She frantically shook her head, desperately trying to break free of the ropes, straining her tongue to push the towel out of her mouth. All she wanted was to scream for help, even if it meant being scorned by her husband. She absolutely did not want her son to rape her; it was an act of utter immorality.

Seeing his mother slowly spit out the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, Yun'er felt a surge of anger. He
picked up the belt from the ground and tightly bound his mother's mouth, along with the handkerchief. Then he went around
to his mother's backside; he was no longer worried that she could cry for help.

Yun'er took out the porcelain bottle again. This time, however, he took out three
chopsticks with thick cotton balls wrapped around their ends. He inserted the three cotton balls into the bottle and stirred them for a while. When the chopsticks were removed from the bottle
, the three cotton balls were covered with a thick layer of ointment.

Yun'er carefully held one end of the chopsticks and gently inserted the cotton balls, soaked in the aphrodisiac ointment,
into his mother's three natural orifices.

Seeing chopsticks inserted into her mother's urethra, vagina, and anus,
moving up and down and side to side with the contractions and churning of her mother's flesh, Yun'er found it extremely amusing.

As the chopsticks moved faster and faster, the pure and innocent girl's heart began to tremble violently.
Thick streams of nectar gushed from her tightly closed vagina, not much in quantity but quite dense, like
long, sticky spider silk dripping onto the ground.

Seeing this, Yun'er could no longer restrain himself. He yanked out the cotton ball inserted into her vagina,
thrusting his raging member tightly against his mother's narrow vaginal opening.

Yun'er had never seen her manhood so thick and strong before. The enormous glans was swollen and
purplish-red, as large as a lingzhi mushroom. The shaft was also much thicker and longer than usual, at least twelve
inches long and about the size of a bowl. The scrotum was like a water-filled sac, heavy and bulging
.

Yun'er slowly and forcefully inserted her genitals into her mother's vagina.

Her mother must have rarely had sex, so despite having given birth, it was still tight and narrow. The rapidly undulating vaginal
muscles tightly enveloped Yun'er's large member, and the feeling was simply wonderful.

Yun'er was once again immersed in the pleasure of returning to her mother's embrace, and
mixed with this pleasure was a sense of satisfaction, a satisfaction filled with the desire to conquer.

Yun'er never imagined that after ten years, she would have the opportunity to return to this place. This was truly the greatest joy in her life
, especially since this trip home was so incredibly comfortable. Friends and relatives he'd only met once before
were embracing him so tightly, escorting him all the way to the door of his old home.

But now the door was firmly shut. Yun'er pondered, trying to find a way to open the door and
get back into the warm room where he'd lived for ten months. Until he came up with a good plan, he
could only visit his neighbors.

Thinking this, Yun'er slowly and forcefully began to thrust,
pulling out completely each time he withdrew, and then thrusting in as deeply as possible. When he could go no further
, he rubbed his enormous glans against the soft cavity five or six times.

Even so, Yun'er was still quite dissatisfied with a large portion of his penis remaining outside. So he
vented his pent-up lust on his mother's tender honeypot and delicate anus. He used his finger techniques, teasing, flicking,
picking, and digging, employing every known method of arousing desire and tormenting women, applying them all
to his own mother.

The poor, pure and innocent Yu Shui Xin was cruelly violated by her own son. Yun'er's actions went
beyond mere rape; they were downright self-degradation.

Yu Shui Xin's heart was bleeding, but her body was incredibly weak. This
intense stimulation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, caused her to feel extreme pleasure amidst the excruciating pain.
The stabbing pain from Yun'er's enormous penis forcefully stretching her vagina
was no different from the pain she had experienced when giving birth to Yun'er there. However, this time, besides the pain, what was even more unbearable
was the continuous, surging waves of sexual desire.

The boundless pleasure brought her to the peak of ecstasy; if it weren't for the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, she
would have screamed out loud.

This intense pleasure pushed Yu Shuixin to countless orgasms. Yu Shuixin herself
didn't know how many times she had climaxed.

Now, apart from that one spot, her body felt
completely numb, as if it had left her.

If it weren't for the unique and superior internal energy cultivation method of the Nangong family, which always protected her
heart at crucial moments, she would have already perished from those waves of orgasms
. However, even with her superior internal energy cultivation and profound methods, being played with like this by her son
was quickly taking its toll.

Yun'er, who was also thrusting, began to notice his mother's abnormal reactions. He felt that his mother's previously violently
trembling lower body was becoming increasingly weak, her body was gradually growing cold, and her once tight muscles were relaxing
. Especially during each orgasm, her reactions were becoming increasingly subdued.

Especially recently, although her mother had ejaculated profusely, apart from a
couple of contractions in the vaginal muscles, there was almost no other reaction.

Seeing this, Yun'er knew her mother was nearing her end. Yun'er stopped her frantic thrusting and
began using the techniques described in the book. She slowly inserted her penis to the bottom of her mother's vagina, pressing the large glans tightly against
her cervix.

With a rapid rotation, a thick stream of white semen quickly filled her mother's vagina. Because there was
so much, much of the semen overflowed from the tightly joined area, flowing down her mother's abdomen. Stimulated

by Yun'er's hot semen, the previously exhausted Yu Shuixin suddenly convulsed,
experiencing the most intense orgasm she had ever felt, causing this highly skilled and peerless heroine to
faint instantly.

After venting all his semen, Yun'er
pulled out the two chopsticks that had been inserted into his mother's anus and urethra. He removed the cotton ball from the top of the chopsticks, along with the one he had pulled out earlier.
The cotton balls that had been inserted into her mother's vagina were now rolled into a large ball the size of an egg. Lin'er carefully and
slowly withdrew his penis from her mother's vagina.

Once the penis was completely out, Yun'er immediately stuffed the cotton ball back in. Then,
she took out a bright red plaster from her bosom and used it to firmly seal her mother's vagina, along with the cotton ball
. Next, she loosened the leather ropes binding her mother's legs and hoisted them high under the eaves,
leaving her mother almost upside down, naked from the waist down.

Looking at this extremely lewd scene, Yun'er was extremely pleased.

Chapter Four

After seeing his mother fall into a deep sleep, Nangong Yun went straight back to the room he had prepared, leaving his mother
hanging upside down under the eaves. He knew his father wouldn't come here for the next few days, and he would also keep a close eye on his sister
, ensuring she wouldn't have a chance to visit their mother. Therefore, he wasn't afraid of being exposed.

However, what to do with his mother was a major headache for Yun'er. He hadn't even thought it through before
having sex with her. Knowing her temperament, she would definitely feel ashamed to face his father afterwards, and if things went wrong, she might
even commit suicide.

Yun'er sat inside the room, looking through the window at his mother hanging upside down under the eaves. Her lewd appearance aroused Yun'er
, but despite the arousal, he knew his mother was severely injured and couldn't bear to endure his further
defilement. After all, his mother had never been played with like this before. This repeated ejaculation had greatly depleted her vital energy.
If it weren't for her profound internal strength, she would probably have already perished.

Yun'er couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Although he was still young, his sexual desire was unusually strong
. His mother, in her current state, simply couldn't satisfy it. While her internal strength was excellent, her inner
charm was limited. Therefore, she could only suppress her desires and didn't know how to harmonize yin and yang to achieve
harmony. Even with abundant yin, her body couldn't withstand such endless depletion.

To enable his mother to withstand his desires, he had to teach her the principles of yin and yang. But this was
easier said than done. Even without mutual affection, the principles of yin and yang required mutual consent, so his mother
needed to have the initiative. Otherwise, it was impossible to achieve harmony. However, given his mother's temperament,
she might be able to endure passively, but getting her to actively respond was highly unlikely. If he could achieve this,
then there would be no need to worry about his mother taking her own life.

Thinking of this, Yun'er quickly devised a plan, and the little guy, with a scheme in mind, began preparations
.

After two or three hours of busy work, everything was finally ready, and by then it was quite late.

Early the next morning, Yun'er lowered her mother, who had been hanging under the eaves all day, and carried her back to her
room. Hanging outside all day, her mother's body was cold, and the stains on her lower body had long since dried
, leaving only a white stain. Her once pink vulva was now swollen and red from yesterday's ordeal,
and her mother's once snow-white and tender legs were pale from being suspended for so long.

Because of the severe injuries sustained yesterday, her mother remained unconscious, which made things much easier for Yun'er. Yun'er
casually stripped her mother of her clothes, revealing a perfectly sculpted body.
She was stunned by her mother's beauty.

Perhaps due to her martial arts training, despite having given birth to a son and a daughter, Yu Shui Xin's breasts
remained firm, like two perfectly sculpted jade peaks, their two pink nipples a striking contrast
—truly beautiful.

If Yun'er felt any regret, it was that his mother's breasts weren't full enough in his eyes.
However, this didn't matter; he was confident he could transform them into his desired shape. Of course,
there were other parts of his mother's body that he wasn't entirely satisfied with and needed modification.

In fact, Yu Shui Xin truly lived up to her nickname—"Pure and
Elegant Maiden"—she was indeed a graceful, petite woman, not particularly voluptuous, and because of her martial arts training from a young age, her body was more robust than the average woman
.

The woman Yun'er preferred was one with a soft body, a fleshy, boneless feel,
the kind of woman whose breasts would ripple with a gentle pat. Of course, full and well-proportioned breasts were also absolutely
essential. After carefully examining his mother's body, Yun'er picked up the cowhide shoulder strap he

had prepared beforehand and helped her put it on. He had spent a long time figuring this out. Yun'er tightly bound his mother's arms behind her back, so she wouldn't have to worry about him escaping. Next, Yun'er took out the jar of ointment he had prepared beforehand. He had spent the entire night brewing it , and it was only just finished this morning. This stuff was called "Fire Scorpion Ointment," but everyone called it "Living Suffering," meaning that those who used it felt like they were dying, yet couldn't die, only suffer in agony. This stuff was originally used by the Tianle Sect to punish traitors. Since the collapse of the Tianle Sect, the formula for this medicine had disappeared. Yun'er had only seen it by chance in one of his master's medical books . He had previously tested its effects on prisoners in jail behind his master's and father's backs, and thus knew that it could cause unbearable itching, making one feel like they were dying. Moreover, this intense itching sensation would linger in the body year-round , requiring frequent use of antidotes to neutralize it. Yun'er used a chopstick wrapped with cotton to thickly apply the ointment to the cotton, then carefully and evenly applied it to his mother's genitals, buttocks, and breasts. Of course, he didn't overlook the three acupoints on his mother's lower body either. After applying the ointment and seeing that it had completely penetrated the skin, Yun'er took a towel and rubbed it all over his mother's body, not wanting to get it on himself. The ointment was indeed effective. His mother, who had been completely unable to wake up beforehand, soon became so uncomfortable after the ointment was applied that she tossed and turned. Fortunately, Yun'er had tightly bound his mother's hands and feet to the four corners of the bed beforehand. Sure enough, his mother woke up shortly afterward.

Frankly, all of this was like a nightmare for Yu Shuixin. She felt
as if a million ants were biting her all over, or as if countless feathers were gently scratching her heart. The excruciating itching
made her feel like she was dying.

Of course, when Yu Shuixin regained consciousness, she saw her son standing to the side, watching with great interest.
She knew in her heart that her son was responsible for her being bound like this.

This unbearable itching was simply unbearable. If it weren't for the gag in her mouth
, she would have already bitten her tongue and committed suicide. But now she could only endure this terrible torment.

Yun'er watched with great interest the whole time. He was waiting for his mother to completely break down. He
had already tried it several times; those who used this drug would quickly collapse. At that point, he could do whatever he wanted.
How many of the notorious bandits' treasures and secret manuals in the prison had ended up in his hands this way?
Therefore, Yun'er was waiting for his mother to break down.

Actually, it didn't take long. Although Bingqing Yushui was a highly skilled martial artist,
as the young mistress of the Nangong family, she had never suffered any hardship. Besides, even those fearless bandits couldn't endure
the torture, so how could her delicate body withstand it?

Therefore, when Yun'er held the bamboo stick she usually used to punish him and said that if she were to
be severely spanked with this stick, her bottom wouldn't itch so much, and asked if she was willing to be beaten, this
mother nodded vigorously. Now, as long as it could stop the itch, she would even be willing to be branded with a hot iron.

Hearing this satisfactory answer, Yun'er was overjoyed. However, this mischievous little fellow wouldn't
let his mother off easily. He turned his mother over and struck her buttocks with the bamboo stick, each strike leaving
a purplish-red mark on her fair and tender bottom.

For Yu Shuixin, the pain of each blow from the paddle was real, but far better than the itch
.

Seeing that his mother had adapted to the situation, Yun'er began to play tricks. He raised the bamboo paddle high
and gently brought it down, always hitting the same spot.

This made Yu Shuixin, lying on the bed being beaten, feel incredibly uncomfortable. Without the pain,
the unbearable itching was unbearable. Besides, there were so many itchy spots; hitting the same place only made the others
itch more. Unable to endure it any longer, the pure and beautiful girl had to shift her hips, trying to direct the paddle
to the most itchy areas.

Seeing his mother shifting her buttocks to meet the paddle's blows, Yun'er was overjoyed. He then
completely untied his mother's legs from the bed frame, giving her more room to move. Seeing his mother's buttocks sticking out, waiting for
him to strike her with the paddle, Yun'er was ecstatic.

Seeing that the first step of his plan had succeeded, Yun'er felt it was time to move on to the second. So, he
secretly applied some antidote to his mother's already swollen and red buttocks. Then, he whispered in her ear
, "Mother, you can't be whipped with a bamboo stick inside. If you want to make things easier down there,
then you'll have to let me do as I please. If you're willing, nod."

Yun'er watched his mother nervously until she blushed and gently nodded, then immediately turned
her head away and buried her face in the pillow.

Yun'er was overjoyed. He turned his mother's body around, used his fingers, still covered in antidote,
to manipulate her three acupoints for a while, and applied some antidote to her breasts as well. Once he was sure his mother
was no longer in as much pain as before, Yun'er whispered a set of internal energy incantations in her ear.

This set of mantras is called the "Joyful Mantra," an internal energy manual left behind by the immortal of Changbai Mountain.
Its mysteries are boundless, representing the highest level of Taoist Yin-Yang harmony. Yun'er accidentally obtained this manual from a prisoner
, who, unaware of its value, merely treated this profound mantra as a form of erotic art, much to
Yun'er's benefit.

Under her son's coercion, the pure and innocent Yun'er had no choice but to practice this mantra.

Yun'er was quite surprised to see his mother so obedient. Just in case, he naturally
forced his mother to drink the aphrodisiac he had prepared beforehand. Also, for future enjoyment, he
removed the handkerchief from his mother's mouth and replaced it with a rather interesting gag he had designed himself. This gag prevented his mother
from completely closing her mouth, thus preventing her from biting her tongue to commit suicide, while still allowing her to eat and speak. Of course, to
prevent his mother's moans from attracting his father and sister, Yun'er also covered his mother's mouth with another towel.

Having prepared everything, Yun'er applied aphrodisiac to her mother's genitals and the three orifices, then laid her mother's body
flat on the bed and pounced on her.

At first, Yu Shuixin, pinned beneath her son and subjected to his wanton rape, felt a pang of sadness and despair
. However, as the drug took effect and her son's skillful techniques brought her to
the peak of pleasure time and time again—a pleasure she had never experienced before.

Of course, yesterday's rape was even more intense and unbearable than today's, but because it was
a forced rape against her will, yesterday's pleasure was mixed with intense pain. Moreover, Yun'er was clearly venting his desires yesterday, and therefore
showed no regard for himself.

Today was completely different. Although she was still forced into intercourse through various means, she
had personally promised her son that he could do as he pleased. Furthermore, Yun'er was gentle and considerate this time, a
stark contrast to his fierce demeanor yesterday. Therefore, today she only enjoyed the pleasure of sex

without feeling any pain. In addition, with that strange mental technique, each time she activated it, she felt as if she
had gained a new understanding of sexual intercourse. Unconsciously, she automatically responded to her son's movements.
Although this made Yu Shuixin feel extremely embarrassed, deep down, she longed for this feeling not to end
too quickly.

Yun'er, freely riding on her mother's body, increasingly felt that her mother beneath her was no longer like a block of
ice; the ice was beginning to melt. Her mother was slowly beginning to respond to her, which led Yun'er to use even more tricks to
please her mother physically.

Of course, the pure and innocent maiden, newly experiencing the ultimate pleasures of life, was no match for Yun'er. Her ability to endure for so long
was entirely due to the "Joyful Technique." The Nangong family's internal energy cultivation methods were profound and mysterious, and
the pure and innocent maiden, having practiced them for many years, had grasped their essence. The "Joyful Technique," being tailored to her,
was naturally a natural progression for the already powerful and refined maiden. After mastering the "Joyful Technique," Yu Shuixin's yin acupoints naturally
generated an inward-drawing force, absorbing the yang energy leaking from Yun'er into her flower chamber, harmonizing her own original yin energy.

Yun'er, too, benefited greatly from his mother. His mother's internal energy was far stronger than his, and her
pure yin energy was of great advantage to him.

Although this "pleasure technique" benefited Yun'er considerably, the little guy, being greedy, was still not entirely
satisfied. Furthermore, because Yun'er's penis was a foot long, it couldn't be fully inserted, which also displeased him
. In fact, he had long wanted to try a new trick, and everything was ready.

Therefore, Yun'er thrust in and out dozens of times, causing his mother to ejaculate again, before rolling off her
.

Bingqing Yu Nu thought her beloved son was satisfied and had let her go, but she hadn't expected Yun'er to bring two more
strange things. Yu Shui Xin was now terrified of her son's oddities.

Yun'er ignored his mother's horrified expression. He casually parted his mother's legs, touched her
swollen vulva, and then inserted the long stick he was holding. The stick was actually made of soft
yet resilient bamboo wrapped around a layer of intestines.

Yun'er had read in a medical book about how to make a thin membrane sheath from intestines to prevent pregnancy
. While Yun'er wasn't interested in contraception, she was fascinated by the sheath itself. So she made a sheath about a foot and a half long. The rod, on the other hand, was something
unscrupulous midwives used to perform abortions. Yun'er had never done this before, but everything went smoothly. She carefully pulled the rod out of her mother's vagina, leaving the sheath end inside the uterus. After doing all this, Yun'er mounted her again. The pure and innocent girl, having been manipulated by her son for so long, had no idea what he wanted. However, accustomed to being controlled by her son, she didn't refuse his advances. What puzzled her, though, was why her son was wearing the sheath during intercourse this time. Although she found this quite strange, the intense pleasure quickly made her forget everything else. Just as Yu Shuixin was about to rest after another climax, preparing for the next round of intense pleasure , she suddenly felt Yun'er not withdrawing from her vagina at all. On the contrary, this time Yun'er was desperately pushing against the depths of her vagina, as if trying to pierce through her. Just as the pure and beautiful girl felt a throbbing, painful, sore, and itchy sensation, and was extremely uncomfortable, suddenly, accompanied by a tearing pain, she felt Yun'er's huge penis break through her vaginal opening and thrust deep into her uterus. An unprecedentedly intense sensation rushed to Yu Shuixin's head, and the intense pleasure was accompanied by waves of dizziness. What Yun'er felt was that as he broke through his mother's vaginal opening, his mother's whole body suddenly tensed up extremely, a tension far beyond what he felt during a normal orgasm. At the same time, thick streams of vaginal fluid surged into his dantian through his mother's and his mother's connected lower bodies. The yin essence was so thick and dense that he couldn't harmonize it all at once. Yun'er absolutely dared not let this true yin leak out; he knew it was his mother's vital essence, and if it leaked, his mother would surely die . Yun'er never imagined he would cause such a disaster. In utter desperation, Yun'er could only do his utmost, using the "Joyful Life Technique" to continuously harmonize yin and yang, and constantly sending his own true yang into his mother's body. The massive influx of vital essence and the true essence that gathered in his dantian after harmonization filled Yun'er's five meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, as well as the Ren and Du meridians, to the brim. His mother beneath him was clearly on the verge of death. Chapter Five . Just as Yun'er was extremely anxious, suddenly, with a sudden throbbing in the Tanzhong and Yuzhen acupoints, the internal energy and true essence throughout his body surged like a wild horse, completely opening up the acupoints and meridians that were previously unable to fully open. The excess true energy that couldn't be released flowed through the penis inserted into her mother's body, pouring into her uterus. Yun'er clearly felt his mother's body tremble, and her previously depleted vitality seemed to be nourished by rain and dew , regaining its vigorous life force. Seeing this, Yun'er further activated the "Joyful Technique," pouring streams of true energy into his mother's body, while his mother's original essence was completely absorbed by Yun'er. Having opened the gates of heaven and earth, Yun'er felt no fatigue. He repeatedly refined the essence into true energy and returned it to his mother's body, and each absorption and infusion caused his mother to tremble violently. After dissolving all his primordial essence, Yun'er still felt unsatisfied. He groped his mother's tightly connected vagina , her swollen buttocks, and her breasts for a long time before thrusting forward and ejaculating a stream of hot, thick semen into her womb, filling the place where he had lived for ten months. After ejaculating, Yun'er collapsed into his mother's arms and fell into a deep sleep. The next day, when Yun'er woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. He pulled his penis out of his mother's body. As he withdrew, some semen leaked out, which he quickly plugged with cotton balls . That morning, as usual, Yun'er practiced martial arts, but the sudden surge of internal energy was completely beyond his control. Before he could even finish a set of punches, the force of his palm strikes had already shattered many roof tiles. Yun'er didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He knew he had no way of fooling his father in his current state . It seemed he needed to learn how to freely control his internal energy before he could do that. And the only person he could consult for internal energy cultivation was his mother, the Pure Jade Maiden. Thinking of his mother, Yun'er naturally realized he needed to win her over as soon as possible.

Yun'er returned to her room and picked up the bottle of ointment again...

Time flew by, and half a month passed quickly.

Bingqing Yunu, about to escape her suffering, felt extremely strangely. She didn't want to leave this
place that had brought her immense pain and unparalleled pleasure. After these two weeks of "training," she was completely inseparable from her
beloved son.

This was partly due to the ointment that terrified her, but even more so because of the
unimaginable pleasure Yun'er brought her. Of course, some of her son's demands were still unacceptable to her; she didn't like
those things. But because her body was now firmly under her son's control, she had no choice but to accept
them.

Bingqing Yunu stood neatly dressed at the door, waiting for her husband's arrival. The room had been cleaned
up thoroughly, and there was absolutely no outward sign of anything amiss. However, the semen filling her anus and the plug inserted in her rectum made Yu Shuixin feel quite uncomfortable, and this was the most repulsive aspect of
her son's strange fetish. The aphrodisiacs and sheep's eye rings were tolerable, but the act of inserting a penis into her throat and forcibly raping her anus, and the forced penetration that brought her to the brink of death, were things that Bingqing Yunu was reluctant to do. But Yun'er loved playing with those things. Of course, what Bingqing Yunu couldn't bear most were the excruciating ointment, the daily beatings, and Yun'er's modifications to her body. That inhumanly itchy ointment had turned her into a slave to her son. As long as Yun'er used it to threaten her, she would disregard all dignity, decency, and morality. She could endure any lewd, filthy, or shameless act. It was because of this ointment that she had become a complete sex slave, a sex toy for her son to manipulate at will. The daily beatings only added to Bingqing Yunu's shame, for under her son's influence, she actually found enjoyment in the sensation of being beaten. This filled her with deep sorrow; she never imagined she had fallen to such a state. Of course, what worried Bingqing Yunu most was the changes in her body. Due to the ointment and other aphrodisiacs, as well as Yun'er's relentless rubbing , her muscles had atrophied considerably. Her once firm and slender body was now delicate and soft, and her breasts had swollen like fermented buns. Even more humiliating was that, under the stimulation of the aphrodisiacs, frequent sexual intercourse, and Yun'er's deliberate manipulation, her genitals had become prominently erect, and her labia were much thicker than before. Most shamefully, her clitoris was now swollen to the size of a grape; in this state, she worried that her husband might discover her secret during intercourse. If her husband noticed anything amiss, a simple check with a lamp would reveal numerous problems, leaving her with no chance of survival. Despite her anxiety, Yu Shui Xin could only wait and see, resigned to her impending fate. However, unexpectedly, things went remarkably smoothly. Nangong De was usually very reserved in their sexual relations ; before Yun'er was born, they followed a rule of once every two weeks. But since Yun'er's arrival, he had no such plans, and they might only meet once every six months. Therefore, no one noticed anything amiss. It would be strange if Yun'er's diligent efforts yielded no results. Thus, when Yu Shui Xin's period was late a month later, she knew she was pregnant. Yu Shui Xin was at a loss. She dared not tell her husband that he hadn't touched her for over a month; she couldn't fool him. Therefore, Yu Shuixin had to consult her son for advice. In the spring of October, one would travel to Yangzhou. Yangzhou was indeed a wonderful place. Not to mention the beautiful scenery along the Grand Canal, even the small city of Jiangdu, southwest of Yangzhou, was bustling with people. Jiangdu benefited from Yangzhou's influence; this small county town was not much less developed than larger cities like Zhenjiang and Changzhou , especially its waterways, which were exceptionally busy. As the saying goes, "If you don't disembark in Yangzhou, you'll leisurely travel around Jiangdu." Almost everyone coming to Yangzhou disembarked in Jiangdu, including rice transported from the Taihu Lake region of Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the south, sea salt from Yancheng in the north, and medicinal herbs and utensils from Huizhou in the west. Jiangdu was a treasure trove. Because it faced Zhenjiang Prefecture but was under the jurisdiction of Yangzhou Prefecture, it became a place governed by both sides, yet neither side truly controlled it. As for why, that's an interesting story. Jiangdu is close to Zhenjiang, so historically, its security and household registration system were under Zhenjiang's jurisdiction. Jiangdu, however, belonged to Yangzhou Prefecture, so taxes and levies were collected by Yangzhou. Zhenjiang offered no benefits for doing anything, while Yangzhou offered lucrative opportunities without any responsibility. Who would be willing to do such a foolish thing? Therefore, Jiangdu became a lawless place. Since there was no government jurisdiction, various forces naturally flourished in this haven . Prostitution, gambling, and human trafficking were almost openly conducted. All sorts of people set up branches here. As a result, gang fights happened frequently. However, despite the fighting, the gangsters here still respected the rules, knowing that if the pot was overturned, no one would get anything, so they prohibited harassing the local people. Because of this, the people living here were more at ease than in other places. To the south of Jiangdu city was the Yangtze River, across which lay Zhenjiang, while to the east was the Grand Canal. A north-south waterway flanks an east-west canal; with two auspicious signs of wealth, how could Jiangdu not prosper? Therefore, Jiangdu was overflowing with money and wealthy old men. Along the canal, boat brothels lined the streets—a unique sight in Jiangdu. The waterway was clean, and most didn't have to pay taxes on prostitutes. If things got tough, a small boat could easily take you to Jiaxing, Tongzhou, or Changzhou. However, Jiangdu's brothels couldn't compare to those in Yangzhou; those were the leftovers. Yangzhou had six red-light districts, plus ten miles of scenic beauty along the canal banks, making it a place where the upper class lingered. The prostitutes there sold three parts art and seven parts sex, emphasizing the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Jiangdu may be wealthy, but its inhabitants are mostly江湖豪侠 (jianghu heroes) or landlords with no real artistic skills
. Therefore, the prostitutes there don't follow that kind of entertainment. Instead, they focus on playing musical instruments and singing. Some of the more skilled prostitutes are even
proficient in singing, reciting, sitting, and fighting – that's real skill,
honed through countless trials. Without the experience of being ridden by men and slept with by thousands two or three years ago, it's impossible to develop such pure skill.

Among the countless beauties of Jiangdu, whose fragrance permeates the air, the one with the most solid and complete skills, truly deserving the title of courtesan,
is Miss Bao of Tianbao.

This Miss Bao is nineteen years old, but she's already famous throughout Jiangdu, known as "The Mysterious Maiden of Three Kills."

Why this name? Because Miss Bao can drink at the table, gamble on stage, and be skilled in bed – hence the nickname "
Three Kills."

Her drinking prowess was legendary; she could drink three jin (a unit of weight) of liquor without getting drunk. Once, the Shandong swordsman Bai Luo passed through Jiangdu and
had a drinking contest with this Miss Bao. Miss Bao did indeed end up drowsy and drunk, but the unworthy Shandong swordsman
became a "dead, rotten shrimp." He was carried off the Tianbao ship and lay alone in the open on the dock for three whole
days. From then on, no one dared mention "drinking contests" in front of Miss Bao.

As for gambling, Miss Bao was even more formidable. The gambling king Xuan Yuan Jingguang had slept on the Tianbao ship for three months, not only
throwing his millions of dollars into it but also passing on his gambling skills to Miss Bao. Could the disciple of a gambling king be anything less than exceptional?

And as for her prowess in bed, that was beyond question. She had mastered every part of a woman's body that could please a man
.

Besides, Miss Bao also possessed exceptional flexibility, not the kind found in ordinary martial arts circles.
Her skill wasn't just about bone flexibility; her body was covered in soft, supple flesh that could be easily pinched,
her skin smooth and supple.

Unlike other prostitutes, although Miss Bao received countless clients daily—anyone with money
could lie down—her vagina was nothing like the dark, ugly flesh of those worn-out prostitutes. On the contrary,
it was smoother and more delicate than that of a virgin.

In Jiangdu, everyone knew that any man who encountered Miss Bao would be reduced to a pulp within three rounds
. With just a little effort, Miss Bao could render any strong man helpless. Therefore,
no man who slept with Miss Bao could walk off upright, no one could withstand an overnight stay, and no
man could ever book her entire brothel.

The most interesting point is this last one. It wasn't that no one could afford to book the entire place, but rather that Miss Bao herself
refused. She didn't care about the money; she wanted men. She had plenty of money. Everyone in Jiangdu knew Miss Bao
was worth tens of millions; she was the richest woman in the city. A prostitute who had reached that level should have quit while she was ahead, especially since she
wasn't being forced by a stay-at-home mother. But Miss Bao continued in this line of work, and she was even using the lowest-class "heated kang
" (a type of heated bed), the lowest and most despised position in the prostitution trade. Why? Because
Miss Bao had a huge addiction.

To this day, no one has been known to have satisfied Miss Bao's desires.

Back then, the mountain bandit king of Tianluo Mountain, forty miles outside Jiangdu, heard that Miss Bao was exceptionally beautiful and incredibly wealthy
, so he kidnapped her. Unexpectedly, less than half a month later, the mountain bandit king solemnly
escorted Bao back to Jiangdu City with great fanfare. According to onlookers, the bandits were all emaciated,
their steps unsteady, and they looked barely better than the dead.

Chapter Six .

From then on, none of the bandits dared to make a move on Bao. Bao's reputation
grew even more.

Therefore, when the patrons heard that Bao had booked the entire place for a distinguished client, refusing to see anyone else,
everyone was astonished. This was a rare occurrence; who had the connections to book Bao's entire place?

The patrons, of course, didn't know who it was, but the crew on the boat knew perfectly well,
though they couldn't understand how the young man who booked the place had such power.

Ever since he sat on Bao's bed yesterday, the sounds of her moans had never ceased from her boudoir
.

These guys were familiar with this sound, so they could tell at a glance whether it was real or fake. The previous sounds were all
an act, but later, it was real.

Miss Bao had never experienced anything real before; was this time it really that enjoyable? That kid was so skilled. The moaning
continued all day, until Miss Bao's voice became hoarse. Finally, she had no strength left to moan
. This was unprecedented; did that kid have three heads and six arms?

Inside the room, on a large mahogany bed, two people were sitting and clinging to each other.

The one sitting was a child, gently and slowly kneading the beautiful woman lying before him.
His soft, pink flesh, the mischievous little fellow using his right index and middle fingers to tease the
swollen, red mound of flesh between her legs, occasionally digging his fingers into those two rosy nipples.

His technique was skillful and delicate; it was hard to believe it was a child.

The beautiful woman lying on the bed, though her lower body was aching and sore from the boy's teasing, simply
didn't have the strength to endure another storm of affection.

"If you love playing around so much, why don't you marry me?" Bao asked.

"You bring that up again, aren't you tired of it?" Yun'er dug and pried hard a couple of times, making Bao
scream.

"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle, why won't you? Is it because of those
two women you brought for me to train? The younger one is your sister, right? You two look exactly alike. And the older one, is she your mother? Your
face looks a lot like hers."

Hearing this, Yun'er slapped Bao's snow-white buttocks hard: "You little
bitch, you have sharp eyes. To keep this a secret, I'll have to rape you to death in bed. Don't blame me."

"I really would be willing to let you rape me to death, but why won't you marry me? If you marry me, I promise to keep
my mouth shut. I have a lot of wealth, which I'll give you along with this body. You won't suffer any losses."

Yun'er slapped her buttocks hard again: "I don't care about your money from selling your body. I
can't even count my own money."

Miss Bao completely believed what Yun'er said. After all, when he arrived, he immediately took
out 20,000 taels of silver to book the entire pleasure boat, which was quite a generous gesture.

"Then why won't you marry me? Do you think I'm dirty?"

"No, it's not that. I don't care about being dirty. Hey, my birth chart limits me; a stranger can't
enter. Do you understand?"

"Heh, a stranger can't enter? Then you can enter your own mother. You're too capable! But I don't
care. Have you ever heard of 'eighteen heads, twenty-four feet, thirty-eight roadside perky things'?" Miss Bao said.

"You're willing to be a roadside prostitute?" Yun'er was confused. "Then why should I marry you?
Aren't you already a roadside prostitute?"

"Who said I'm a roadside prostitute? I'm willing to be a foot, isn't that enough? Not just a foot, but a foot without status, just
a bare foot, okay? I'll be your bedpan maid. If you're willing, tomorrow I'll summon Ding Bao and
have a document of sale written. Is that alright?"

"A bedpan maid? That's somewhat plausible, but are you willing to give up all of this? You're living quite comfortably now
, why would you make yourself suffer?"

"You agreed! That's wonderful, Master! You don't know... No one has ever been able to subdue me like you
have. I've finally found my true master. Women are inherently base; all they rely on are their
mouths. As long as they have some looks, filling that mouth isn't difficult. But satisfying that mouth is a
different story. This is the first time I've ever been truly satisfied."

"I think you're quite full," Yun'er continued, kneading Bao's snow-white buttocks.

"Master, how should I treat your mother?" Bao asked.

"I brought my mother and sister here to learn those things in bed. Once we're in bed, you're
the master, so what's so difficult about it? Starting tomorrow, tell the servants to bring in another big bed. For the next month,
we won't get out of bed; we'll eat and drink in bed."

"Oh, I'm afraid the three of us will be exhausted by you in a month. By the way,
what are you and your son planning to do from now on? Why don't you just stay on this boat? I'll make sure the boat goes all the way down to Jiujiang, and no one will bother us anymore
." Miss Bao asked, bowing slightly.

"That won't do. To tell you the truth, I am the young master of the Nangong family. If my family wants to find someone, you
have nowhere to hide." Yun'er said.

"Then, then you still dare to be with your mother?" Miss Bao asked in surprise when Yun'er revealed her identity.

"It's already done, I've even gotten my mother pregnant, what more can I do? Just abandon her?"

"That's alright, the pregnancy can be terminated..."

Before Bao-guniang could finish speaking, Yun'er interrupted her, "That won't do. The Nangong family is small
, harming their own bloodline will bring retribution."

Hearing this, Bao-guniang thought to herself, "Does sleeping with my own mother and getting her pregnant mean
there won't be retribution?"

"So what do you plan to do?" Bao-guniang asked.

"I've already thought about it. Anyway, my family loves me, and I'm their only heir. As long as I take
care of all the mothers in the family, that'll be fine. Everyone can cover it up, and everything will be alright," Yun'er said.

"You, you're really something! You think your father's green hat isn't big enough? You want to make him an even
bigger one?"

"Hey, my father is such a waste! He has so many beauties, it
's such a pity to leave them all alone. Why don't I come and show my filial piety? And maybe leave some blood for the Nangong family." Yun'er said seriously.

"You wish!" Bao-guniang spat at Yun'er.

"Hehe, not only do I wish, I'll be even more beautiful." With that, Yun'er parted Bao-guniang's legs and leaped onto her.

A soft moan followed, then a plea for mercy, and then only a seductive, alluring murmur.

On the water, a beautifully decorated double-roofed pleasure boat slowly sailed towards Huangshan.

As for why Yun'er left the capital and came to this brothel, it was because he heard from his own mother that she was pregnant with his child.

Originally, Bingqing Yunu planned to use some opportunity to have sex with her husband and cover it up.

However, Yun'er didn't think so. He was afraid his father would notice the difference in his mother's body.

To be honest, he knew best how different his mother's body was now compared to before. His father was a meticulous person and couldn't possibly not notice, which would only cause trouble.

Therefore, Yun'er decided to keep it from his father and find a way to leave him for a while. He would return after his mother gave birth. In fact, Yun'er felt that

it didn't matter whether he was by his father's side or not. Everything else was easy to arrange, except for finding a reason. However, Yun'er's mind raced, and an idea came to him.

In a few months, the matriarch would be celebrating her fifty-ninth birthday.

As the saying goes, it's better to celebrate close by than to celebrate prematurely. Fifty-nine is a big birthday, so Yun'er suggested going to Jiangnan to buy some suitable gifts and prepare a grand celebration for his grandmother's birthday.

Hearing his son's words, Nangong De truly felt his son was filial. He, as the father, hadn't even considered this. Thinking back, his son had been away for three years, and his grandmother missed her grandson terribly. Every letter she wrote scolded him, accusing him of being unfilial, of forgetting his mother, and of taking away her precious child.

Frankly, there had been too many affairs at court in recent years. The emperor had just ascended the throne, the country wasn't yet stable, many old ministers were still scheming against each other, and the north was unstable—there were many troublesome matters. He couldn't return for his grandmother's birthday, and since his son was so thoughtful, he let the child express his filial piety on his behalf.

With these thoughts in mind, Nangong De agreed.

Yun'er seized the opportunity to ask his mother to accompany him. Of course, Nangong De wouldn't let his child travel alone. He thought of his mother, Bing Qing Yu Nu, who, although not having extensive experience in the martial arts world, had visited many senior figures from various sects when she studied under her master, the Old Nun Ban Tian.

Most of the bigwigs in the martial arts world today know their wives, and with their wives around and their sons by their side, they feel much more at ease.

Frankly, Nangong De's biggest worry is his son getting into trouble; with his mother keeping an eye on him, he feels much more at ease.

Nangong De's plan was sound, but unexpectedly, his maid, Yu'er, also chimed in, wanting to come along.

Yu'er and her mother, of course, refused. Having this girl around would be too inconvenient, and besides, what if she noticed something amiss?

Surprisingly, Nangong De, for some inexplicable reason, actually agreed to Yu'er's request.

Mother and son looked at each other, completely at a loss.

They had decided on a date to depart. The most convenient way to travel from Beijing to the south of the Yangtze River was by the Grand Canal.

Yun'er had been wanting to visit Yangzhou, this prosperous city, so this route was perfect.

On the day of departure, Nangong De was absent. In fact, he wouldn't have come even if he hadn't; it wasn't customary for a father to give his son a farewell party without reason. So he didn't show up, but silently watched the mother and son board the boat and sail away from the distant Tianjue Temple.

Among those who came to say goodbye, the most heartbroken was the divine physician Luo Lai. Luo Lai's grief was indescribable, even making the others who came to see him off feel uncomfortable.

However, the gifts Luo Lai gave were truly eye-catching: two bottles of Tianlong Wohu (a type of medicinal herb) worth 100,000 taels of silver, meant for his apprentice Yun'er to prevent minor ailments; and a thousand-year-old ginseng, a gift from Luo Lai to his apprentice's ancestor. Besides these, there were also all sorts of remedies for burns, cuts, and internal injuries. This caused the sixth-rank official in charge of accounting at the supervisory office to frown. How should this be accounted for? Should it be reported? These were gifts from a master to his apprentice; in principle, they didn't need to be registered and shouldn't be considered unexplained wealth.

However, the value of these items was far too high, almost exceeding 500,000 taels of silver. Such a large sum—if he didn't report it, wouldn't he be in trouble later?

The official muttered to himself, "Luo is just asking for trouble."

After everything was settled and the supervisory office verified the contents of the ship, the ship gradually sailed away after disembarking.

However, the ship didn't go very far, only about sixty li before stopping at a small town.

The original ship was sent away, and Yun'er bought another one. In addition to the ship, Yun'er also bought four maids at the slave market. These were all maids who had lived on the ship. The four maids were all very pretty and lively, though their skin was a little dark from the steam on the ship.

Children on a boat, surely they could steer it, right?

So the four of them took charge of the boat.

That evening, after passing Tan City, the boat didn't find a dock and drifted downstream into a deserted little lake.

Once the boat was moored, Yun'er got ready.

She lit red candles and put on a bright red coat. Not only was her mother, Bingqing Yunu, dressed in red, but Yu'er and the four little maids were also wearing red jackets.

The five maids found it extremely amusing.

After dinner, the five maids felt unwell, sore and weak, as if they were sick.

Yun'er and her mother, Bingqing Yunu, gently carried the five girls to the bed. This bed was specially made, over nine feet wide, and the five girls seemed too spacious on it.

Bingqing Yunu took off her skirt and underwear, then climbed onto the bed as well.

Once on the bed, she gently picked up her daughter, held her in her arms, and loosened Yu'er's belt.

The bright red pleated skirt instantly fell to her knees.

The beautiful young woman gently pulled off her daughter's skirt and pants, then carefully parted her daughter's pink legs. Like helping a child urinate, she held her daughter in her arms.

Dazed and confused, Yu'er didn't understand what her mother was doing.

"Your sister can't handle your big thing, so you have to be gentle. Don't be as rough as you are with your mother,"

her mother said. Hearing this, Yu'er immediately sprang into action.

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