Zhao Feiyan

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The Legend of Zhao Feiyan
Part One: As dusk settled, the bustling city of Chang'an became even more vibrant. The western part of the city was teeming with people: itinerant medicine sellers, martial arts performers, opera singers, old men selling candied hawthorns, unscrupulous merchants peddling fake antiques, cricket fighting stalls, brothels, and small theaters—a cacophony of voices and bustling activity, a scene of prosperity… General Han Sen of the Imperial Guard, dressed in casual silk robes, a toothpick dangling from his lips, strolled leisurely.
Han Sen was a general, commanding 800,000 imperial guards stationed at the court. As the commander of the Imperial Guard, Han Sen was responsible for protecting Emperor Cheng of Han, a position of paramount importance.
Everyone in Chang'an knew Han Sen; he came here, and food and goods were free—who wouldn't try to curry favor with him? Especially the brothels in the western part of the city, they practically treated Han Sen like a god of wealth. He was incredibly generous, especially to the prostitutes… Don't forget, as a general of the Imperial Guard, his martial arts skills were naturally superb. He once single-handedly fought the Seven Heroes of Tiger Mountain, using only a Qingfeng sword as his weapon, and within ten rounds, he had beheaded all seven.
In short, Han Sen was a big shot, walking with an imposing air. But he stopped.
Standing before him was a young girl.
The girl stood at the entrance of a brothel, clearly a prostitute herself.
Prostitutes were all heavily made up and dressed very seductively. This girl was no exception, but among the many prostitutes, only this girl deeply attracted Han Sen.
This girl was named Zhao Feiyan. She wasn't a prostitute, but the daughter of a minor official. However, she disguised herself as a prostitute for another purpose: her target was the current emperor, Emperor Cheng of Han.
To get close to Emperor Cheng, one must first learn his whereabouts, and Han Sen, as a general of the Imperial Guard, is the best target.
Zhao Feiyan had been waiting in the west of the city for many days, and tonight, she finally met Han Sen.
Zhao Feiyan is a famous beauty in Chinese history; just by standing casually on the street, she exudes unparalleled allure, instantly attracting Han Sen.
Han Sen walked up to Zhao Feiyan, who smiled slightly, her alluring eyes shooting out two captivating glances that met Han Sen's greedy gaze... Han Sen had never patronized a prostitute before, but seeing Zhao Feiyan today gave him a strange feeling: this prostitute was not only beautiful but also possessed a very licentious aura, arousing a strong sexual desire in him, making him want to go to bed with her for a wild time.
"General..."
Zhao Feiyan called out affectionately.
Han Sen couldn't help but feel smug: "Even this prostitute knows me!"
He decided that after he finished with her tonight, if he was satisfied, he would take her as a concubine and enjoy her slowly in the future.
"Let's go!" Han Sen affectionately embraced her.
Zhao Feiyan was a woman with unparalleled seductive skills. She gently brushed her high breasts against Han Sen's shoulder, nestling in his arms like a little bird. Her hair emitted a fragrant scent that wafted into Han Sen's nostrils, and Han Sen couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement... The two entered the brothel. The brothel owner naturally recognized Han Sen. Seeing that he had brought in a prostitute who wasn't from their establishment, he was very displeased, but he dared not offend this favorite of Emperor Cheng.
"General!" the old man greeted him with a smile.
"I want a superior room."
"Yes, yes, it's already prepared for you."
Hearing the old man's cheeky words, Han Sen became even more convinced that Zhao Feiyan was indeed a prostitute from this brothel.
Each room in the brothel was exquisitely furnished, with several particularly opulent, designed specifically to entertain nobles and high-ranking officials. Han Sen's room was one such example.
However, he had no interest in appreciating the room's decor at this moment. Even a woodshed would feel incredibly comfortable and enjoyable with Zhao Feiyan lying inside.
Zhao Feiyan was prepared; upon entering the room, she eagerly undressed and lay down on the bed.
Han Sen opened his eyes wide, gazing at the beautiful body, his desire burning even more fiercely... Zhao Feiyan's two snow-white thighs were crossed, forming an extremely provocative pose... Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, graceful and elegant, like a willow dancing in the spring breeze, her jade-like face and flower-like features dazzling, her eyebrows delicate as green mountains, her almond eyes like autumn water, her red lips adorned with a cherry, her white teeth arranged in two rows of pearly white teeth, her delicate lips holding a smile, her bright eyes shimmering with water... She was already completely naked, her breasts like jade, her jade peaks high, the two purple grapes on the tips of her peaks, below her round belly, between her two mounds, a patch of fragrant, velvety grass that lingered in the air, covering a wondrous realm that captivated the soul... Han Sen's blood was boiling, a surge of heat rushing through his lower abdomen, he could no longer control himself.
"Little beauty!"
He climbed up, eagerly embracing her, showering her delicate face with kisses like raindrops. Their lips met in a passionate kiss... Zhao Feiyan carried out her plan step by step. First, she would subdue this General Han, then use his connections to enter the palace, get close to Emperor Cheng, and conquer him with her beauty.
Her passion intensified, her wantonness became apparent, completely like a seasoned, wanton prostitute... Han Sen felt as if he had entered another duel, his sword once again unsheathed, incredibly hard... The two fought like tigers, their battle raging fiercely... Zhao Feiyan found her heart pounding wildly. Under the man's assault, her body also reacted... Her breasts were being kneaded and pounded by a pair of large, rough hands, leaving her breathless, tingling, and numb... Her face flushed like a peach blossom, her eyes watery with desire, her heart pounding, trembling incessantly, emitting weak, feeble moans... Han Sen gradually sensed her arousal. He enjoyed teasing prostitutes to satisfy his own desire for subjugation. So, he slowly pushed it in, little by little… Zhao Feiyan, now flushed with desire, her lust raging, her juices flowing freely, no longer caring about her conquest… She writhed shyly, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, her breath coming in soft, delicate gasps… Han Sen held her tightly, whispering sweet nothings, their affection palpable, carefully teasing her, further stimulating her… Zhao Feiyan felt a tingling, intense itching all over her body, like ants biting and insects stinging her, her heart burning with desire, she could no longer restrain herself… She swayed gently, her legs encircling his waist, thrusting, squeezing, and turning, yielding and responding, doing everything she could… Under her seductive and wanton state, Han Sen unleashed all his skills, with his enormous, hard, green-edged sword… Thrust, ram, fuck, sometimes like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, sometimes grinding against the entrance... Zhao Feiyan was conquered by Han Sen's attacks... swift and fierce, relentlessly thrusting, playing with her until her legs were numb and itchy, wildly pleasurable, her bones and muscles exhausted, her soul adrift, her lust endless, soaking the bedsheets, arousing the natural desires of this woman... "Good brother... you... are so strong..."
She stroked his face, gazing at him, his eyebrows arched like willow leaves, his perfectly sized mouth revealing a honeyed smile, beads of sweat clinging to his temples and forehead... His strong, muscular body pressed against her, that uniquely masculine... His muscular chest rose and fell with his even breathing… She couldn't help herself, grabbing Han Sen's head and kissing him passionately. His masculine scent aroused her, sending a shiver down her spine… Han Sen became even more spirited, raising his sword and thrusting fiercely. After only a few strokes, she was already experiencing ecstasy… “Good brother… dear brother… can’t fuck me anymore… I’m going to die… oh… dear husband…”
Zhao Feiyan’s cries only fueled Han Sen’s madness, and he thrust into her several more times… “Daddy… have mercy… I… you… are playing me to death… it feels so good… oh… I… my whole body is gone…”
A series of lewd moans aroused Han Sen, who galloped like a wild horse across the grassland. He held her paralyzed body tightly, ignoring her life or death, and thrust in with all his might, like a storm, the tip of his sword striking her most sensitive spot like raindrops... Zhao Feiyan was in agony, shivering and trembling, her cherry lips open, panting, unable to even utter a "ouch"... Han Sen felt her little hole contract urgently, the internal heat intensifying, a burning sensation, knowing she had climaxed... "I... I've lost it again... you... you're dead... my lover... my darling... this little bitch can't take it anymore..."
Han Sen couldn't control himself either!
“Little bitch…you’re so tight…you stinky bitch…I’m going to…cum…”
“Daddy…cum quickly…cum me to death…it’s hot…ah…so good…this stinky bitch is so comfortable…”
A tingling sensation, chills running through them, both of them released comfortably, lying there panting, neither wanting to move anymore.
The storm had passed.
“I’ve slept with so many bitches, but I’ve never felt this good before. You’re a born slut!”
Zhao Feiyan lay quietly, breathing softly, a blush creeping onto her face… “How could I have fallen for him? My target is Emperor Cheng of Han!” Zhao Feiyan reassured herself.
As the frenzy of sex gradually subsided, as peace returned to the Immortal Cave, she regained her senses.
Only then did she truly begin her plan: she had to seduce Han Sen into having sex again!
She rolled off the bed, knelt before Han Sen, buried her head between his thighs, and stuck out her tongue… “My darling, you are my treasure, I both love and fear you.”
She focused intently on sucking and licking… “Ah… ah… little lady… you…” Han Sen’s sword slowly emerged from its sheath again… Zhao Feiyan, like a cleaner, carefully licked the sword, licking away the fluid, licking the tip… “Ah… you filthy bitch… I can’t resist you!”
he cried out, but in his heart he felt grateful to Zhao Feiyan, who had made his sword hard again.
Zhao Feiyan climbed back onto the bed, draped her thighs over Han Sen’s shoulders, and spread them lasciviously.
“My lover… come quickly… good husband… this little bitch is empty again… good brother… relieve my itch!”
Han Sen roared and thrust his sword back into her!
Zhao Feiyan, now completely calm, unleashed her full charm, contracting her muscles... "Little bitch... you're so tight... the friction... it feels so good..." Han Sen couldn't help but cry out... Zhao Feiyan's contractions and releases were designed to make Han Sen's "sword" even harder and weaker!
Han Sen's second attack lasted two hundred strokes, his entire "sword" hot and large, reaching a fever pitch... "Hey!"
Zhao Feiyan's long fingernails concealed a poison; she suddenly dug her nails into Han Sen's penis, the poison seeping into the muscles, producing an intense itching effect!
"Ah!" Han Sen groaned in agony!
He possessed martial arts skills, but this part of his body was defenseless. The itching was more unbearable than the pain.
"I have a magic elixir!" Zhao Feiyan comforted him. "As long as you follow my instructions, I guarantee your safety and a life of wealth and honor."
Then, Zhao Feiyan stated her conditions. Han Sen was stunned; this girl was incredibly bold.
What exactly were Zhao Feiyan's conditions? Did Han Sen agree? Would Zhao Feiyan give Han Sen the antidote?
To find out, stay tuned for the next chapter.
(From "The Legend of Feiyan," Part Two) It is said that during the passionate encounter between Zhao Feiyan and Han Sen, Zhao Feiyan's fingernails suddenly pierced... She had poison hidden under her fingernails. This poison wouldn't kill, but it would seep into the skin and cause an unbearable itch!
Sometimes, itching is more unbearable than pain.
Especially when it itches in that area.
Han Sen covered his genitals with both hands, screaming in agony from the itch... Zhao Feiyan smiled slightly and stood up.
"I have the antidote."
"Quick! Give it to me!"
"However..." Zhao Feiyan said stubbornly, "I have conditions..."
"I agree, quick, give it to me..."
"Really agree?" Zhao Feiyan smiled.
"Really! Really!" Han Sen no longer cared about his status as a Royal Guard General and begged repeatedly.
"Good." Zhao Feiyan said with a smile, "I want you to take my body to the palace and recommend it to the Emperor..."
"What?" Han Sen endured the terrible itching and asked in surprise, "Do you want to assassinate him?"
"Fool!"
Zhao Feiyan poked Han Sen's forehead and said with a smile, "What benefit would I gain from assassinating the Emperor?"
"Then why would you want to see the Emperor?"
"I want to be the Empress."
"You're dreaming!"
Although Han Sen was unbearably itchy, he couldn't help but cry out.
"Why?"
"Grandma, please, give me the antidote quickly!"
"Okay!" Zhao Feiyan said, then stood up, stepped over him, and rode on his back like a horse.
Since both of them were naked, it was very convenient. Zhao Feiyan slipped on her clothes and put them on.
Strangely enough, as soon as Zhao Feiyan did this, the intense itching on Han Sen's penis gradually disappeared.
"Where's your antidote?"
"My antidote is inside my body," Zhao Feiyan explained. "My bodily secretions are a natural antidote."
Han Sen's itching subsided, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, I have to kill this woman!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feiyan calmly told him, "Don't think that just because you have the antidote, you can back out or try to kill me. Let me tell you, this antidote can only relieve the itch temporarily, not extinguish the hatred."
"What do you mean?"
"In other words, the poison takes effect every six months. You must come to me every six months, and we'll have sex, and then you'll get the antidote. Otherwise, you'll suffer unbearable itching, and might even go mad and commit suicide. My antidote isn't a pill; you won't get it even if you kill me. My secretions are your only savior. If I die, without the secretions, you'll also die from the unbearable itching. If you don't die, you'll have to cut off your own penis..."
Upon hearing this, Han Sen was horrified: "Who are you? How did you come up with such a terrifying method?"
"I only want to be Empress."
"You're dreaming."
"Why?"
"The Emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, many more beautiful than you. You want to be Empress? Difficult!"
"I have a brilliant plan." Zhao Feiyan was confident: "Besides, if I become Empress, I will certainly not mistreat you. I will find a way to promote you to Grand Marshal of the Army."
These words indeed touched Han Sen's heart.
"Alright, it's a deal."
Zhao Feiyan had indeed achieved her goal of conquering Han Sen, and she excitedly began to move up and down... Han Sen once again tasted the frenzied pleasure... Night fell, and the Moyang Palace was completely silent.
A red lantern shone in the darkness.
A eunuch held the red lantern, leading the way. Behind him stood the renowned Emperor Cheng of Han, Liu Che.
In the dead of night, it was time for Emperor Cheng to seek out beauties again.
To be honest, Emperor Cheng's harem was filled with three thousand beauties, plus tens of thousands of palace maids, each as beautiful as a flower, and Emperor Cheng was completely dazzled.
Apart from the Empress and a few concubines, he couldn't distinguish the others at all.
Therefore, every night, Emperor Cheng was led by a eunuch. The eunuch would take him to whichever beauty's room, and he would spend the night there. Thus, the women in the palace vied to bribe the eunuchs with money, hoping they would take the emperor to their rooms.
Tonight, this eunuch had already received a bribe from Han Sen, so he deliberately led Emperor Cheng to an exquisite little red building.
Zhao Feiyan lived in this small red building. Her infiltration of the palace, posing as a concubine, was entirely orchestrated by Han Sen. Fortunately, the palace was too chaotic; only a few old eunuchs truly managed the women.
Han Sen, as the commander of the Imperial Guard, naturally had connections with them. More importantly, Zhao Feiyan was a woman, and having multiple women in the harem posed no threat; in fact, it was commonplace.
At this moment, the young eunuch led Emperor Cheng of Han to the red-robed platform. Zhao Feiyan was prepared, heavily made up, wearing a semi-transparent gauze dress that subtly revealed her white flesh… Emperor Cheng had seen many beauties, but upon seeing Zhao Feiyan, he was captivated.
Zhao Feiyan was slender, possessing a unique and refreshing charm that none of the palace beauties possessed.
The young eunuch, seeing this, was pleased with the emperor, a great weight lifted from his heart.
He quietly closed the door and left… The bright red candlelight illuminated Zhao Feiyan's curvaceous body… Emperor Cheng of Han stared at her, feeling an indescribable comfort.
“What’s your name?”
“Zhao Feiyan.”
“Zhao Feiyan?” Emperor Cheng murmured her name, as if even this ordinary name was full of charm… Zhao Feiyan wasn’t in a hurry, nor was she eager to flatter him. She simply lowered her head gracefully, remaining motionless… She adjusted her breathing, her high breasts rising and falling, full of allure… Emperor Cheng’s breathing also became involuntary, inhaling and exhaling with the rise and fall of her breasts… The palace was filled with beauties, but every one of them, upon seeing the emperor, wished they could immediately sleep with him.
Therefore, they were all as wanton as prostitutes, and after a while, Emperor Cheng grew tired of them.
However, Zhao Feiyan had thoroughly studied the emperor's mindset. Her approach was to feign reluctance and then offer resistance, standing there shyly and pitifully... Emperor Mo Cheng was like someone accustomed to rich food suddenly seeing vegetables... "Feiyan, come here."
Zhao Feiyan lowered her head and gently, slowly walked to Emperor Han Cheng. Her black hair, red lips, bright eyes, and delicate nose formed an extremely beautiful face... A special fragrance wafted into Emperor Han Cheng's nose... This fragrance was also very special, giving Emperor Mo Cheng a feeling of profound comfort... He lifted Zhao Feiyan's chin with his hand, greedily admiring her beautiful face... "Your Majesty..."
Zhao Feiyan called out softly and shyly.
This cry seemed to rob Emperor Cheng of his reason. He suddenly pulled Zhao Feiyan into a tight embrace... His thick lips pressed fiercely against her red lips, kissing her greedily... Zhao Feiyan felt Emperor Cheng's large hands frantically caressing her back... The hands moved lower and lower, finally stopping at her large buttocks, squeezing them hard... "Your Majesty, it hurts..."
Zhao Feiyan cried softly, then rubbed her firm breasts against Emperor Cheng's body... Emperor Cheng, aroused by the rubbing, let out a low growl, grabbed Zhao Feiyan, and forcefully squeezed her with one large hand... He grasped her high, firm right breast… “Your Majesty… no…”
Emperor Cheng of Han had touched countless women’s breasts throughout his life, but only tonight did he feel an unprecedented pleasure… Zhao Feiyan relaxed her waist, her body leaning weakly against Emperor Cheng, letting him do as he pleased… Emperor Cheng’s large hand slipped through the gap in her gauze dress, caressing her delicate skin… A powerful current surged from her erect nipples to her palms, then spread throughout her body… Zhao Feiyan closed her eyes, her face flushed, her body limp… Emperor Cheng’s heart pounded, his eyes burning with lust… He grabbed her gauze dress with both hands and tore it open!
Two white jade orbs sprang out, trembling slightly!
Emperor Cheng of Han, as if staring at two priceless national treasures, opened his mouth wide and suddenly bent down, sucking and kissing the white jade balls, rubbing them wantonly with his thick, short beard… “Ah… it itches… Your Majesty… no… I… I’m so uncomfortable… Your Majesty… please spare me…”
Zhao Feiyan’s nostrils emitted seductive sounds, driving Emperor Cheng even more mad… His large hand grabbed Zhao Feiyan’s shorts and ripped them hard… “Ouch…”
Zhao Feiyan cried out, hurriedly reaching out to cover her lower body, but it was too late… Emperor Cheng’s large head was already… Having secured the territory… his coarse beard and her soft hair rubbed against each other. “Ah… Your Majesty… Oh… Good man… I… I can’t take it anymore… I can’t rub any more…”
Emperor Mo Cheng’s fiery tongue moved wildly… his ten fingers scratched like playing a pipa… Zhao Feiyan’s waist twisted like a dying snake… “Ah… Your Majesty… Good brother… Good husband… You’ve made me… become an immortal…”
Her cries grew louder… her hands began to move too… her slender hands followed suit, penetrating deep into Emperor Mo Cheng’s trousers, moving up and down. "Ah... little beauty... you... are so good at... doing this..."
A storm raged within the Red Chamber, dragons and claws danced... In an instant, Emperor Mo Cheng and Zhao Feiyan were stripped naked, leaving only two naked bodies... only two frenzied people... frenzied embraces, frenzied kisses... frenzied words, frenzied gazes... frenzied thrusting, frenzied squeezing... Zhao Feiyan knew the time was ripe; she no longer needed to feign shyness... she unleashed all her charm, extreme allure, extreme lewdness... Emperor Han Cheng was completely immersed in a blissful paradise... he had reached... On the verge of collapse... "Little...beauty...Little Swallow...I...am...about to...cum..."
Zhao Feiyan immediately moved, contracting her muscles, her ten fingers skillfully pinching his vulva... Emperor Cheng of Han returned from the brink of collapse to safety, and he could once again charge into battle at will... Then, he was on the verge of release again, and it was time for Zhao Feiyan to display her superb bedroom skills... Emperor Cheng of Han suddenly reached the peak, and suddenly fell into the trough, truly experiencing the ultimate pleasure in bed... "Little beauty, I want to bestow upon you the title of..."
What exactly did Emperor Cheng of Han want to bestow upon Zhao Feiyan?
To find out what happens next, please listen to the next chapter.
The third chapter of "The Legend of Feiyan": When Emperor Cheng of Han was in the midst of ecstasy, he suddenly couldn't help but shout: "Little beauty, I want to bestow upon you the title of..."
Zhao Feiyan's heart pounded: What exactly would Emperor Cheng of Han bestow upon me?
She stared intently with her large, watery eyes, anxiously awaiting Emperor Cheng of Han to announce her title.
However, Emperor Cheng suddenly stopped.
Zhao Feiyan was momentarily stunned.
Emperor Cheng pressed one hand on Zhao Feiyan's shoulder, smiling as he looked at her: "Why don't you tell me yourself? What do you want to be? Empress? Concubine?"
Zhao Feiyan suddenly had a thought: "Tonight is the first time I'll meet the Emperor. He won't trust me." So Zhao Feiyan replied politely, "It's already the greatest happiness for this servant to see the Emperor. How could I dare ask for any title?"
Emperor Cheng of Han was delighted, but he still tentatively asked, "I like you. What do you want? Just say it."
Zhao Feiyan thought for a moment and said, "Alright, then this servant will frankly request Your Majesty to arrange for me to serve as a palace maid by the Empress's side."
Emperor Cheng of Han was very surprised: "What? After all this talk, you don't want an official title or any rewards? You still want to be a palace maid? Aren't you a palace maid now?"
Zhao Feiyan whispered, "By the Empress's side, this servant can see the Emperor every day."
These words made Emperor Cheng of Han overjoyed. He held Zhao Feiyan's chin and said with a smile, "Do you know?" "If you had just asked to become a concubine, I would have banished you to the Cold Palace long ago!"
Zhao Feiyan was startled and asked, "Why?"
"Hmph, you don't know, all the officials in the court want to curry favor with me. They search for beautiful women everywhere, bribe eunuchs, and send them into the palace, hoping to seduce me with their beauty, become my concubine, and spy on me in bed to influence my decisions. I have to be careful, so whenever I've made love with a newly met beauty, I pretend to be unmoved and offer her a title. Ambitious women will then give themselves away, each asking me for the title of concubine. That way, I know they are all ambitious. Therefore, I have a rule: anyone who wants to become a concubine is banished to the Cold Palace!"
Zhao Feiyan broke out in a cold sweat: "Luckily, I held back just now!"
Emperor Cheng of Han kissed her fair face: "You're so well-behaved, only wanting to be a palace maid. I'll grant your wish. Tomorrow I'll transfer you to the Empress's side..." With
that, he embraced Zhao Feiyan and fell onto the bed, making love... The carved railings and jade steps were bathed in the bright moonlight.
Zhao Feiyan leaned against the railing, lost in thought.
She had been with the Empress for a month.
Originally, she thought her scheme had succeeded; being by the Empress's side, spending her days with Emperor Cheng, she could find an opportunity to outmaneuver him. However, after a month of observation, she was disappointed.
She thought herself very beautiful, but upon seeing the Empress, she was immediately... She felt utterly overshadowed.
The Empress was truly the most beautiful woman in the land, every gesture and movement exuding feminine charm… Zhao Feiyan had initially harbored some lingering doubts: though the Empress was beautiful, she herself was skilled in bed and could please the Emperor.
However, after secretly observing the Emperor and Empress's intimate moments for a month, she was disappointed.
While the Empress was dignified in daily life, in bed she was incredibly promiscuous and unrestrained… Therefore, Emperor Cheng of Han was completely satisfied with such an Empress and had no interest in other beauties.
As a palace maid serving the Empress, Zhao Feiyan naturally felt even less inclined to be swayed; her heart was filled with… Panic gripped her.
In the distance, in the Imperial Garden, two red lanterns flickered, signaling the eunuchs leading Emperor Cheng back to his bedchamber.
Zhao Feiyan was anxious; what could she do to draw Emperor Cheng's attention away from the Empress and towards her?
Emperor Cheng entered the Empress's chambers, Zhao Feiyan attending to him, but he didn't even glance at her before walking to the Empress, embracing her intimately, and leading her to the dragon bed.
Zhao Feiyan felt a pang of sadness: was her attraction to the Emperor so fleeting?
In front of the palace maids, Emperor Cheng began to undress the Empress.
The Empress, unashamed, laughed lewdly in front of the maids.
One by one, the clothes fell to the ground, revealing the Empress's naked body to everyone... Zhao Feiyan stared jealously. The Empress's breasts were high and firm, her waist slender, and her legs long and shapely... The Empress's figure was better maintained than anyone else's, something Zhao Feiyan could not compare to. Emperor Cheng of
Han clapped his hands, signaling the palace
maids to help him remove his clothes. Zhao Feiyan and another palace maid stepped forward, one after the other, and removed all of Emperor Cheng's clothes... The naked Emperor Cheng embraced the Empress and fell onto the dragon bed, beginning to flirt in front of the palace maids... The palace maids blushed and excused themselves, but Zhao Feiyan remained by the dragon bed, refusing to leave.
"Hey, Zhao Feiyan, why don't you leave?"
Zhao Feiyan lowered her head and said, "This servant dares not. Perhaps the Emperor and Empress need my assistance when they are sleeping." Emperor
Cheng and the Empress paid no further attention to the palace maid; they were busy with their own affairs… Soft panting and moans filled the air, the dragon bed shook… Emperor Cheng and the Empress reached the peak of their excitement… Zhao Feiyan, watching from beside the dragon bed, blushed deeply.
Afterwards, Emperor Cheng, as usual, needed to urinate, so he ordered Zhao Feiyan to fetch a chamber pot.
Zhao Feiyan had a sudden inspiration: her chance had come.
She immediately knelt before the bed: “Your Majesty, the chamber pot is here.”
Emperor Cheng was bewildered: “Where is the chamber pot?”
Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-like mouth: “This is Your Majesty’s chamber pot.”
It turned out that Zhao Feiyan wanted the Emperor to urinate in her mouth.
“It’s freezing cold; if Your Majesty gets up to urinate, you will surely freeze to the bone. Let this servant serve you. ” "
With that, Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-red lips and took Emperor Cheng of Han's life-giving penis into
her mouth. Emperor Cheng then poured a stream of hot urine into Zhao Feiyan's mouth... Zhao Feiyan endured the nauseating taste of the urine and forced herself to swallow it all.
This act greatly pleased Emperor Cheng, and from then on, whenever he needed to urinate, he would call Zhao Feiyan to serve him.
This was always a breakthrough for Zhao Feiyan.
Then, she secretly contacted Han Sen, the commander of the Imperial Guards, and asked Han Sen to find the famous doctor "Yongchun Shanren" to prepare two doses of aphrodisiac.
That night, Emperor Cheng again poured urine into Zhao Feiyan's mouth. Zhao Feiyan had already secretly applied the aphrodisiac to her hands, and at this moment, her ten fingers held Emperor Cheng's..." The aphrodisiac powder on her palm seeped into Emperor Cheng's manhood.
Emperor Cheng lay down to sleep, but the aphrodisiac in his manhood began to take effect. This aphrodisiac was specially made; when it took effect, it caused swelling, itching, hardening, and pain. Emperor Cheng couldn't resist any longer. He flipped over and straddled the Empress, thrusting into her and pumping wildly… However, this specially made aphrodisiac had a special characteristic: it would produce a stinging sensation upon contact with a woman's vaginal secretions.
Emperor Cheng felt a needle-like pain as soon as he entered the Empress's vagina and immediately withdrew.
He cried out in pain, and the Empress stood helplessly by.
At this moment, Zhao Feiyan knelt down again: "Your Majesty, perhaps you have discharged something unclean. Let this servant clean you." "
As she spoke, Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-like mouth again and took Emperor Cheng of Han's life-threatening penis into her mouth... At this moment, she had secretly placed a second aphrodisiac in her mouth... The second aphrodisiac not only neutralized the poison of the first aphrodisiac, but the combination of the two produced an even more blissful feeling. "Good, so good, so comfortable!"
Emperor Cheng of Han couldn't help but shout.
After this night, Emperor Cheng of Han's fondness for Zhao Feiyan greatly increased.
"Yongchun Shanren" was a famous doctor in the Han Dynasty, and his skill in concocting aphrodisiacs was indeed miraculous. After Zhao Feiyan took it into her mouth, Emperor Cheng of Han's pain immediately disappeared, his whole body felt comfortable, and he fell into a deep sleep."
The following night, Emperor Cheng of Han again sought the Empress's company. The moment he penetrated her, the pain returned!
He cried out in agony, quickly pulled out, and stuffed the penis into Zhao Feiyan's mouth, finding relief.
The third night, the fourth night, the fifth night… every time Emperor Cheng penetrated the Empress, the pain returned, but it subsided as soon as he put the penis in Zhao Feiyan's mouth!
He began to dislike the Empress.
Knowing she would fall out of favor, the Empress hurriedly summoned the imperial physicians to treat the Emperor.
However, the palace physicians were no match for "Yongchun Shanren" (a legendary physician), and could not cure Emperor Cheng's illness.
Disappointed with the Empress, Emperor Cheng turned to the Consort of the West Palace.
But, the pain returned as soon as he penetrated her… Fortunately, he had come prepared, bringing Zhao Feiyan with him; whenever she suckled, the pain subsided.
Emperor Cheng of Han left the West Palace and went to test his other concubines and noblewomen... Of the three thousand beauties in the harem, none were spared; each one brought him pain... This ordeal had already taken two months!
Two months without sexual intercourse with women—how painful that must have been for the lustful Emperor Cheng!
"Alas, I have three thousand beauties, yet I cannot have sex with them! What am I to do?"
He refused to believe it and sent people outside the palace to bring in young girls from the common people, testing them one by one... This took another month, but it was still ineffective; he still experienced pain whenever he had intercourse with a woman!
However, the burning desire within him, fueled by three pent-up desires, grew ever stronger, desperately seeking an outlet!
Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhao Feiyan knelt before Emperor Cheng of Han: "Your Majesty, why not give this servant a try?"
Emperor Cheng, upon hearing this, suddenly realized: "I was so foolish! Zhao Feiyan's mouth can relieve an itch, proving her constitution is different from others!"
That night, Emperor Cheng pulled Zhao Feiyan to bed and impatiently tore off her clothes… Zhao Feiyan was already a beauty, and Emperor Cheng, having endured three months of abstinence, was even more burning with desire… He pinned Zhao Feiyan down and thrust into her fiercely… Before getting into bed, Zhao Feiyan had already quietly… She secretly slipped the second aphrodisiac into her own hole... As soon as Emperor Cheng entered, the two aphrodisiacs mingled and took effect... "Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Emperor Cheng exclaimed in surprise, kissing her face with joy. Zhao Feiyan twisted her waist and began to move... The aphrodisiac's effect grew stronger and stronger... Now, the pain disappeared, and comfort arose... The comfort disappeared, and ecstasy arose... Floating on air, her soul soaring, experiencing the ultimate bliss... Emperor Cheng, who had accumulated three months' worth of energy, was fully satisfied.
"Ah!... Little beauty!... I... am going to... become an immortal..."
"Your Majesty... I... am... being... fucked... so... pleasurably..."
The two cried out, embraced, and ejaculated together... From then on, Zhao Feiyan became the only person who could have sex with Emperor Cheng. Emperor Cheng, having tasted great pleasure, simply took her to the Empress's palace and slept with her on the dragon bed, indulging in pleasure every day.
One day, Zhao Feiyan brought up the issue of the Crown Prince with Emperor Cheng.
To have a Crown Prince, one must be able to bear children; to bear children, one must be able to have sex; and the only person who could have sex was Zhao Feiyan.
In order to have a Crown Prince as soon as possible, Emperor Cheng deposed the Empress and made Zhao Feiyan the Empress.
A few months later, the effects of the aphrodisiac gradually wore off, and Emperor Cheng could have sex with other women again. However, by this time, Zhao Feiyan had become the Empress and was no longer afraid of other women.

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