[White Snow and Red Plum Blossoms] [Author: Thirteen Wolves of the South China Sea] [The End]

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A writing contest for married women—what should I write about? A friend suggested Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian. I said there are countless excellent works about these two famous figures. Then my friend suggested Ximen Qing versus Wang Po—that would be quite a story. I thought about it, and a lighthearted parody wouldn't be bad either, but when I was brainstorming plot ideas, I kept thinking of Wang Po's wrinkled face; I guess her wrinkles could trap mosquitoes. Sigh! Never mind.

When I was a student, I loved art and drew a couple of plum blossoms. Unfortunately, I'm from the south and have never seen real plum blossoms blooming proudly in the frost and snow—a great regret.

I'm writing this little piece to fulfill that dream. There's not much explicit content, just mild eroticism.

January 14th, the sixth year of the Zhongping era of the Great Wu Dynasty, noon.

The sun was shining brightly.

In the Forbidden City, at the Qionglin Garden, the exotic flowers and rare herbs were a feast for the eyes. However, what was truly jarring was that on the flower-lined path, a dozen or so richly dressed youths were beating two even younger boys. The surrounding palace maids and eunuchs appeared flustered, shouting incoherently, "Hey, young masters, stop this commotion! Calm down, calm down!" Unfortunately, these servants were merely bluffing, offering no real help to the two young victims.

The two boys, hands covering their heads and legs clamped together, lay motionless on the ground, enduring the relentless blows without a sound cry of pain or pleading for mercy—they were remarkably defiant.

After a while, the young nobles who had been beating them were probably exhausted. The fat leader, panting, said, "That's enough for today. We'll let you two bastards off easy. We'll deal with you properly another day. Let's go." The group of spoiled brats, as if victorious from a great battle, shouted triumphantly as they left… The next morning, the sun was still red. In a quiet corner of the Forbidden City, a young man in black gazed at the crimson sphere on the horizon. His face was covered in bruises, his gaze resolute and cold.

"Seventh Brother, what are you looking at?" A young man in blue approached from behind, his handsome face also covered in bruises, a pitiful sight.

"The sun," the young man in black answered, but his body remained motionless, still staring intently at the horizon.

"What's so interesting about the sun?" the young man in blue asked, quite surprised.

"It's beautiful! In a little while, we won't be able to look at it like this anymore!"

"That's right, in a little while it'll be blindingly bright."

The boy in black slowly turned around, looking firmly at the boy in blue, and said, "Thirteenth brother, one day, seventh brother will be as dazzling as the midday sun, do you believe it?" The boy in blue nodded eagerly, saying, "I believe it, I believe it, seventh brother is the best." A hint of a smile appeared in the boy in black's eyes as he asked, "Thirteenth brother, what about you? What are your ambitions?" The boy in blue shook his head like a rattle-drum, saying, "I don't want to be the sun, I want to be someone who basks in the sun." The boy in black was taken aback and asked, "Someone who basks in the sun?"

"Yes, yes! Seventh Brother will be high above, shining like the sun; and I, the thirteenth, will be basking in the sun comfortably. As the saying goes, the red sun is warm and comforting, making people lazy. Hehe, even the gods would find such a good life."

Upon hearing this, the black-clad youth's face softened like a spring breeze, melting away his icy demeanor. He could no longer maintain his serious expression and laughed, scolding, "You brat, lazy, cunning, and shameless!" The blue-clad youth shook his head and recited, "Greedy for food and sleep, doesn't work, but a teachable child." The black-clad youth kicked at the blue-clad youth, who dodged early. The two chased each other away. It was

the twenty-first day of the twelfth month of the fourteenth year of the Zhongping era of the Great Wu Dynasty, at the hour of Shen (3-5 PM).

Prince Qin Yu of Huaiyin returned to his palace excitedly and strode towards the inner quarters, for he needed someone to share his joy.

The young eunuch Mumu bowed and asked, "Your Highness, which lady's garden would you like to rest in today?" Qin Yu thought for a moment and said, "The Plum Garden, perhaps. The red plum blossoms in A-Ruan's garden should be in full bloom these days. Let's go take a look." "Yes,

Your Highness," Lady Ruan replied, hurrying out to greet him. Seeing Qin Yu's swaggering gait and beaming face, she lifted her skirt and gracefully bowed, saying, "Your Highness seems so happy; there must be some good news." Qin Yu reached out to help her up and smiled, "A-Ruan..." "You're so clever! Tell me, what makes me so happy?" Lady Ruan's eyes darted around, and she said with a beaming smile, "Have you been promoted to a higher rank?" Qin Yu replied, "I am already a king, what rank could possibly make me so happy?" Lady Ruan asked again, "Have you taken a new beauty as a concubine?"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "With a woman as understanding as you, why would I need to seek out any other beauty?" As he spoke, he reached out and caressed Lady Ruan's fair face and jade-like neck with tender affection.

Madam Ruan turned her face to meet Qin Yu's affectionate caresses, and said in a sweet voice, "Your Highness always knows how to make me happy. Yingying of Luanfeng Tower, Xiangxiang of Huamei Pavilion, Lianlian of Mingyu Pavilion, and Luoluo of Guihua Lane—the four most beautiful courtesans in the capital—all confide in Your Highness. What am I? I'm getting old and my beauty is fading. What do I have to compare with the four most beautiful courtesans?"

Qin Yu smiled awkwardly, "Ah Ruan, you're so jealous. That was just an act. In my heart, I still love Ruan Ling'er, who is so caring and considerate to me!"

"How could I dare to be jealous? I only hope Your Highness remembers that there is a woman in the plum garden who waits for you so devotedly!" Seeing that Madam Ruan was becoming increasingly resentful, Qin Yu quickly changed the subject, saying, "Ah Ruan was just guessing why Your Highness was so happy today, why did you stop halfway through?"

Madam Ruan glanced at Qin Yu and said, "It's not for power, nor for lust. Your Highness's happiness is for the happiness of others. It must be a happy event in one of Your Highness's closest relatives. Right, it's for the Seventh Prince, isn't it?" "Haha, Ah Ruan is truly..." "That's brilliant! Three months ago, the Northern Hu invaded our borders, and our Great Wu's 100,000 border troops were no match for the tens of thousands of Northern Hu cavalry, losing five cities in succession. At that time, the court and the public were shocked, everyone was in danger, fearing that the Northern Hu cavalry would advance straight into the capital. Fortunately, Father Emperor remained calm in the face of danger and boldly appointed Seventh Brother as commander to lead the troops to quell the invaders. Seventh Brother's strategic planning and troop deployment were divinely inspired. In just three months, he defeated the Northern Hu Khan, 'Ganbuli Feather,' leaving him with no choice but to lead his remaining troops back in disgrace."

"So, Seventh Prince, you should be returning to the capital soon!" "Haha, Seventh Brother's victorious return is a cause for celebration! In a few days, it will be the New Year, which will be even more joyous. Come, come! Let me reward you with a big kiss first!"

Qin Yu embraced Madam Ruan's fair neck and kissed her moist red lips deeply.

Madam Ruan clung to Qin Yu like a cotton candy, pleading, "Mmm, Your Highness, I want more!" "Don't call me Your Highness, call me Master. Don't put up so many stinky rules in your own home!" Hearing Qin Yu's words, Madam Ruan felt even more at ease and became more charming, "Good Master, if you want to reward me, you should reward me sincerely. A kiss won't do!" "Then tell me, how should I reward you?"

As she spoke, Madam Ruan's slender hand reached down to Qin Yu's dantian, her white jade-like index finger lifting his robe and heading straight for the dantian...

She grasped Qin Yu's stabilizing needle in her hand through his trousers.

"Oh, my little vixen, put your hands down for a moment. These red plum blossoms in the garden are so beautiful; it would be a waste if no one appreciated them. Come and enjoy yourselves in the garden first."

"Your Highness is in such high spirits. The plum blossoms in the garden are in full bloom. Let me accompany you for a stroll and a good look." "That's exactly right."

Madam Ruan first instructed the maids and servants to prepare wine and dishes and light a charcoal fire in the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the garden, so they could rest there after their stroll. After everything was arranged, she and her husband walked hand in hand into the garden.

"Plum blossoms, plum blossoms, blooming more beautifully in the cold, such proud spirit!" Qin Yu looked at the blooming red plum blossoms in the garden, holding Madam Ruan's soft, spring-like hand, walking and admiring them.

Madam Ruan seemed to be deep in thought, murmuring softly, "Yes, the ice and frost highlight the red plum's proud spirit." "Ah Ruan, you have also suffered a lot of injustice, haven't you?"

"In terms of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, I am far better off than those lowly ants who toil all day and still struggle to make ends meet. But in terms of marriage, I have gone through many twists and turns, and it was only by chance that I came together with you, sir!" "Since there is nothing to do today, A-Ruan, please open your heart and tell me your story, shall we?" "If you want to hear it, then I will tell you." Madam Ruan sighed and continued, "To be honest, I have already been married three times. According to the strict moral code established by the sages, I have lost my chastity again and again, and I would have been drowned in a pig cage several times over."

"A-Ruan, I do not mean to look down on you."

Madam Ruan said sadly, feeling sorry for herself, "I am not afraid. Even if you look down on me, it is only right and proper." Qin Yu intertwined his fingers with Madam Ruan's, brought her jade hand to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand deeply.

Then, gazing tenderly at Madam Ruan, he said, "Ah Ruan, I won't make any vows. From now on, I will treat you well, respect you, and love you. Don't worry, just be my little woman. Don't think about anything else, understand?" Tears welled in Madam Ruan's eyes. She wanted to sweetly reply, but she felt her heart and lungs gripped by joy, her throat choked by it, unable to utter a sound.

Her gentle husband licked her eyes, her tears, with his tongue. In her heart, Madam Ruan said to herself, "Ruan Ling'er, Ruan Ling'er, even if I die at this moment, I will have no regrets." After their passionate embrace, the two walked away, Madam Ruan resting her head on her lover's shoulder, feeling dizzy and as if walking on clouds.

Qin Yu asked, "Has Ah Ruan been with me for two years now?"

"Yes, my lord and I met after the Jianghuai Army's suppression of the pirates in the East China Sea." "Hehe, before that, A-Ruan was the favorite concubine of Tokugawa Kaede, the bandit king of the East China Sea!" Madam Ruan nodded awkwardly and said, "Tokugawa Kaede was from Japan. According to what he said when he was drunk, he was once a disciple of a branch of the Japanese Ancient Yin Style Spear Technique. Because of his affair with his master's wife, after the affair was exposed, he was expelled from the sect and had to wander around. When he wandered to the East China Sea of the Great Wu Kingdom, Tokugawa Kaede gathered dozens of desperados, occupied an island, and after several years of operation, he actually gathered two or three thousand pirates, becoming the most powerful pirate force in the East China Sea." Qin Yu scoffed. He curled his lip and said, "Tokugawa Feng calls himself the Great King of the East Sea. With his few thousand rabble, he dares to call himself the Great King of the East Sea? Isn't he afraid of biting off more than he can chew? Humph!" "Two years ago, Tokugawa Feng and his thousands of pirates were surrounded and annihilated by the Jianghuai Army of the Great Wu Kingdom. Some died, and some surrendered.

That old scoundrel Tokugawa Feng is as cunning as a devil. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he hurriedly packed some gold and silver valuables, disguised himself as a sea traveler, and fled. The gold and silver treasures, beautiful wives and concubines he had plundered over the years all became the spoils of war of the Jianghuai Army." Qin Yu puffed out his chest: "Back then, I was the supervising officer of the Jianghuai Army. Even the commander-in-chief of the Jianghuai Army wouldn't dare to take my women."

"If it weren't for your grace, sir, I would be the concubine of some officer in the Jianghuai Army now." "I remember the day I first met you, A-Ruan. You weren't flustered at all, and your demeanor was perfectly proper." "Why should I be flustered? I thought to myself: it's just going from one man's concubine to another man's concubine. Besides, I can't be flustered. Only by showing my best side can I catch the eye of some important figure in the Jianghuai Army, and my fate won't be too tragic. What's the use of panic, losing composure, or crying! Apart from the few sisters chosen by me and the generals of the Jianghuai Army, nearly a hundred of Tokugawa Kaede's wives and concubines were sold into prostitution. The worst off became prostitutes in brothels. What good can come of a bandit leader's woman!" As she said this, Madam Ruan's expression was filled with indescribable sadness and helplessness.

Qin Yu patted Madam Ruan's back, comforting her, "Don't be sad, it's all in the past." "Actually, who would want to be the woman of a bandit leader? Isn't it all fate? I was originally the third young mistress of the Min family, a prominent family in northern Jiangsu, whom I married through proper channels. But the third young master of the Min family I married was a fool." "A fool?"

"He was obsessed with cultivating Taoism. According to the world, that's called being devout in the Tao. I'm ignorant, so I thought it was just foolishness. He had no affection for family, not even a trace of human kindness. What was the point of marrying? What was the point of starting a family? The day I was kidnapped by the pirates, that fool was going to Penglai County to worship the gods, and he dragged me along. As a result, we encountered the pirates before we even reached Penglai Island. The poor men on the ship all died under their swords, and the women on the ship all suffered. They were taken back to the pirates' lair and left to be ravaged by them."

Qin Yu wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't. She just continued to pat Madam Ruan's back.

"I wanted to die then, but I couldn't. My hands and feet were tightly bound, and my mouth was stuffed with a rag. When we got to the island, the bandit leader, Tokugawa Kaede, took a liking to me at first sight and wanted me to be his woman." "Isn't it supposed to be a bandit's wife? Even opera lyrics go like that."

"Hmph! I later found out that this bandit leader had more than a hundred wives and concubines. He married one and forgot another. What bandit leader? Just his plaything."

"Did you agree?" "

I didn't agree at first. I was defiant for a while, but then that old bandit had his gang of beasts gang rape my personal maid, Xiaoqing, in front of me. Poor Xiaoqing, a tender young girl, was violated and ravaged by dozens of big men. Those beasts were naked, like jackals and tigers, one after another taking turns on top of her..." Madam Ruan buried her head deeply in Qin Yu's arms at this point and said in a muffled voice, "I was so scared at the time, my mind went blank."

Qin Yu stroked her head and listened quietly.

"In the end, I still gave in to that old scoundrel Tokugawa Kaede! Am I so useless? Waaah." "You did the right thing. How can a weak woman deal with the ferocious attacks of a wild beast? Not provoking it, protecting yourself first, is the right thing to do." "

After the Donghai pirates were wiped out, I told myself: What's there to be afraid of! It's just about following another man. A little ugly, a little wicked, a little smelly, I accept it all. I'll just follow a rough, vulgar soldier covered in scars, with body odor under his armpits. What else can I do?"

Saying this, Madam Ruan raised her head and looked at Qin Yu with deep affection: "I never thought that God would arrange for me to meet you, sir."

Qin Yu also looked at Madam Ruan with deep affection and said: "This is fate." "You were so dazzling back then, a noble and elegant prince, yet you were surrounded by a group of bloodthirsty, murderous, and vicious soldiers. I was so afraid then."

"Afraid of what?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't choose me, so I resigned myself to my fate. But if there were a better outcome, who wouldn't be tempted?" "You took a liking to me at first sight."

"When I saw you point at me and say to the Jianghuai Army commander, 'This woman is mine,' my heart was bursting with joy. But after the joy, I felt resentment!"

"That's strange. What does you resent?"

"I resent that I couldn't meet you when I was at my purest, most beautiful, and most glorious." Qin Yu picked a bright red plum blossom and gently placed it in Madam Ruan's glossy hair. He whispered, "Only after enduring ice and snow can the red plum blossom bloom. In your heart, Madam Ruan will always be the most beautiful, the most chaste, and the noblest woman."

"Waaah!" Madam Ruan buried her face in Qin Yu's arms and wept, tears of happiness.

Because of Madam Ruan's instructions, the servants had already kept their distance. At this moment, the garden was deserted and quiet. From afar, one could see the two embracing for a long time beneath the red plum tree, as if in a painting.

A wind picked up, quite strong, blowing a few fallen petals onto the snow.

Madam Ruan, lightly dressed, couldn't withstand the chill and shivered. Seeing this, Qin Yu quickly took off his scarlet cloak and draped it over her, saying, "Look at you, it's so cold, wearing so little, what if you catch a cold?" "I heard from the little eunuch Mumu that Master was coming, I was so happy I forgot myself." "Silly, naive, adorable." Qin Yu flicked Madam Ruan's nose with his finger.

"I never imagined that I could walk hand in hand with the man I love on such a quiet afternoon, stepping through the white snow and admiring the red plum blossoms. This was once a dream of mine in my youth." "Then keep dreaming and don't rush to wake up. Your hands are so cold. In your dream, will your beloved warm your hands like this?" As he spoke, Qin Yu lifted his robe and tucked Madam Ruan's cold hands into his bosom, pressing them against his warm chest.

"The beloved in my dreams is illusory, unseen and intangible, but your body is warm and real!" The man and woman's lips met, their tongues swirling and making soft, gurgling sounds.

They kissed for a long time, until Madam Ruan's red lips were wet and glistening like cherries glistening with dew, before they finally stopped.

Madam Ruan looked around and saw that the garden was quiet and deserted. Her eyes darted around, and she obediently lifted her robe, revealing half of her snow-white breasts. She said in a sweet voice, "Let me warm your hands, Master. Wherever you like, you can put your hands in to warm them."

From the open robe, her two snow-white breasts were clearly visible, their delicate smoothness palpable. A cold wind blew, raising goosebumps on her skin. Qin Yu's icy fingers touched them, clearly feeling the goosebumps on her skin. Her breasts weren't large, just large enough to be grasped in one hand, firm and elastic. The rosy nipples, under the combined influence of the cold wind and the burning desire within, stubbornly stood erect.

Qin Yu gently caressed and kneaded the two soft mounds, the erect nipples like two ripe red dates. Madam Ruan squinted her alluring eyes, letting out soft moans. She hadn't been intimate with Qin Yu for many days, and now, with her chest bare, the cold wind couldn't

quell the raging passion within her; her eyes were watery, almost dripping with honey. Qin Yu had been fondling her breasts for a while, and his manhood, as if under a spell, stood erect, pressing against Madam Ruan's lower abdomen. Madam Ruan's fragrant tongue, moist with moisture, licked Qin Yu's earlobe, and she said sweetly, "Master! You

're hard! I've prepared fine wine and delicacies at the lakeside pavilion, and laid out a comfortable warm couch. Master! Shall we go there?"

Qin Yu refused, taking his hands from Madam Ruan's bosom to straighten her clothes, and laughed, "White snow and red plum blossoms, such a beautiful scene before us, how can we waste it? Let's have a 'Red plum blossoms herald spring, a quiet flute played in the snowy sunshine' right here, how about it?" Madam

Ruan's heart was entirely devoted to Qin Yu, so she naturally went along with his wishes in everything. However, the snow was thick, and she couldn't kneel for long. Madam Ruan tucked her skirt under her knees, then gracefully squatted down. Her fingers gently lifted Qin Yu's robe, unbuttoned his trousers, and carefully removed his engorged, veiny penis. She then gently covered it back up, afraid that her beloved would get cold. She took the erect member into her mouth, licking and savoring it. As she swallowed and spit it out, she didn't forget to look up at Qin Yu with a charming smile.

Qin Yu closed his eyes in pleasure. Darkness enveloped him, but his senses became even more acute. Madam Ruan's mouth was wet and hot, a nimble tongue sucking and wrapping around his sensitive glans. His penis was slowly sinking into her burning throat, very tight, leaving no gap; very hot, so hot that it drove Qin Yu mad. He wanted to howl, to howl loudly.

In the darkness, unfortunately, he saw that hateful face again. That wicked woman, wearing a phoenix crown, with a repulsive face, a cold, sinister, and eerie expression.

Qin Yu hated that face, because of that wicked woman, his childhood had been devoid of joy, laughter, and innocence. Sometimes, Qin Yu even longed for someone to rebuke him, to call him naive, at least to prove that he still had a childlike heart.

Countless times, covered in wounds, he huddled in a dark corner of the room, cursing that woman, cursing her to die quickly.

Qin Yu found it strange, why did he think of the most wicked woman during his happiest moments… Was it because of the darkness? But he shouldn't be afraid of the darkness anymore.

…

“Ugh…ugh…ugh” Madam Ruan painfully endured Qin Yu's brutal thrusts, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth, feeling as if her throat might burst at any moment from the enormous penis; she was suffocating. Tears streamed down her face, wetting her delicate features and ruining her makeup. She couldn't see the man's face clearly. Her soft, black hair was being roughly pulled by his large, violent hands, causing her pain. So be it! Let him have his way.

Just then, her man opened his eyes…

The pavilion in the middle of the lake in the plum garden was quite large. It could accommodate a table for a banquet, seating a dozen or so guests. It had six bamboo windows, and the six corners of the eaves had over a dozen ventilation openings. Even when the bamboo windows were closed tightly, it didn't feel stuffy, resembling a small, elegant retreat.

The so-called lake was actually an artificial pool of clear water. In the icy weather, the surface was frozen solid. Standing on the pavilion, it looked like a huge, smooth, white mirror, reflecting everything in its reflection.

A five-foot-high couplet hung on the main pillars of the pavilion's entrance: the first line read, "Unwilling to contend for spring's favor"; the second line read, "Let all the flowers be jealous." Strolling leisurely across the winding bridge connecting the pavilion and the riverbank, reciting proud and awe-inspiring couplets and poems, facing the cold winter wind, and gazing at the vibrant red plum blossoms, one feels refreshed and carefree.

At this moment, besides Qin Yu and Madam Ruan, two beautiful maids have joined the pavilion. These two clever and obedient bed warmers, one named Chunhua and the other Qiuyue, are both exceptional talents, providing incense, warming the bed, massaging shoulders and legs, and attending to every need with utmost care. They also know how to entertain and add to the atmosphere, serving Qin Yu and Madam Ruan during their intimate moments.

Madam Ruan had already instructed the servants to set up a table and prepare food and wine in the pavilion. A large embroidered couch was covered with a thick red velvet quilt, and six charcoal stoves were placed in the six corners of the pavilion, warming fragrant wine. At this moment, the windows of the pavilion in the middle of the lake were closed on all four sides, except for the two windows facing the plum grove. The view from the couch was extremely expansive: one could drink wine, watch the snow, and appreciate the plum blossoms—truly a delightful experience.

Qin Yu embraced Madam Ruan and sat her down on the couch. He stretched lazily and said contentedly, "In this icy and snowy world, drinking wine around the stove, surrounded by beautiful women, how wonderful... how wonderful!"

Madam Ruan asked the two maids, "Is the wine warm enough?" Chunhua bowed and replied, "Yes, it is. Shall I pour wine for you, Master and Madam?"

Qin Yu chuckled and said, "Chunhua and Qiuyue, such lovely girls. Come closer, I'll pamper you both." Chunhua and Qiuyue glanced at Madam Ruan and hesitated to approach.

Madam Ruan laughed and scolded, "You little hussy, what are you pretending for? Who knows what you and the master have been up to behind my back? Now you're

putting on an act to fool your mother." Hearing their mistress's teasing, Chunhua and Qiuyue, now bolder, giggled and leaned closer to Qin Yu, making out with him. The three of them kissed intimately, forming a perfect "品" (pin) shape. Madam Ruan watched with a smile, then pinched Qiuyue's bottom, saying,

"You little hussy, after being with the master a few times, your body has become even more open, your bottom is so round and perky, even your mother is jealous." Qin Yu abandoned the two beautiful maids, then embraced Madam Ruan, kissing her passionately. As their lips parted, Qin Yu, leaning against his beautiful concubine and maid, was already intoxicated without having drunk any wine. He pressed his face against Madam Ruan's and laughed,

"Ah Ruan, today I won't use a wine cup."

Madam Ruan was surprised and asked, "If not a wine cup, then what will you use to hold the wine?" Qin Yu hooked his index finger around Madam Ruan's full, red lips and laughed, "Even the finest wine cup can't compare to a beauty's fragrant tongue." The three women understood Qin Yu's intentions upon hearing this. Chunhua deftly took the wine pot, filled several cups, and handed one to Madam Ruan, one to Qiuyue, and drank one herself, but didn't swallow.

Madam Ruan held the wine in her mouth and pressed her lips against Qin Yu's, offering him the wine, which he drank. Then Chunhua and Qiuyue also offered wine in turn, which Qin Yu drank one by one. After a round of "leather cups," three cups of fine wine were consumed. Several rounds later, Qin Yu had already downed over a dozen cups. Slightly tipsy, he slumped onto Madam Ruan's lower abdomen, his legs draped over the waists of the two maids. The two beautiful maids, accustomed to serving him, didn't need to be told; their four small fists gently massaged his legs.

The man, immersed in such enchanting and intoxicating tenderness, was utterly delighted. But Qin Yu cried. He didn't wail loudly, but silently shed tears.

Madam Ruan, startled, asked, "What's wrong, Master? Don't frighten us!" The two maids also looked flustered.

"Nothing, Master just wanted to cry for a while. I consider you my closest confidants, that's why I cried in front of you."

"If you have any grievances, just tell me, don't keep them bottled up, okay?" "Ah Ruan, don't be fooled by my high position, second only to a few, above millions. I've suffered so much to get to where I am today. You can't even imagine how evil a villain can be! If I weren't so clever, I would have died a hundred times over!"

"Ah!" "

I won't go into the details of the sordid affairs in the palace. I just blame my and Seventh Brother's bad luck!" "You were born into an imperial family, the Emperor's own son, a member of the imperial family. Isn't that good enough?" Qin Yu sighed and said, "So what if you're a member of the imperial family? It's not as good as being a commoner. At least commoners' children are born with love and care." Madam Ruan knew he was suffering. She gently stroked his forehead with her jade hand and listened quietly to him.

The mistress remained silent, and so did the maid. The only sounds in the pavilion were Qin Yu's voice and the crackling of the burning charcoal in the stove.

"The dragon has nine sons, each different from the last. Though all are the Emperor's children, they are ranked by status. My seventh brother's mother and my mother were both of lowly status. My seventh brother's mother was an ordinary palace maid, and my mother's was even lower—just a dancer in the palace music hall."

"My mother schemed and plotted to conceive the Emperor's child, probably hoping to rise in status through her son. But the imperial family is ruthless. My seventh brother's and my names barely made it into the imperial genealogy, but both our mothers have disappeared. We don't know if they were banished from the palace or—or secretly executed." Speaking of her mother, Qin Yu's already low voice lowered even further.

"Seventh Brother and I don't even know what our biological mother looks like. If it weren't for Consort Ning's upbringing and protection, we would probably have died in our infancy. Consort Ning was a good woman, but unfortunately, she didn't have a good ending. She had no children for over ten years after entering the palace. She raised us as her own children, and we brothers all respected her and sincerely called her Mother. Unfortunately, she fell seriously ill at the age of thirty-five, and medicine was ineffective; she passed away early." "Seventh Brother was twelve years old that year, and I was eleven."

"After Consort Ning's death, we brothers became the targets of ridicule, beatings, and insults from the other princes in the palace. Empress Yin, the head of the six palaces, also disliked us brothers, treating us as bastards and making things difficult for us in every way. Over the years, we brothers have suffered countless hardships."

Qin Yu's outpouring relieved most of the bitterness in his heart, and he felt much more relaxed. But several of his confidantes were crying uncontrollably.

"Why are you all crying? The storyteller has stopped crying, but you listeners are crying your eyes out!" "You're so mean, Master! When I'm sad, you make me happy; when I'm happy, you make me sad again." "Haha, then come and make me happy too! Chunhua, Qiuyue, go and close all the windows."

...

Qin Yu took Madam Ruan into his arms and made her lie face down on the couch. Chunhua skillfully peeled off the mistress's long skirt and trousers

, revealing her snow-white, round buttocks. Qiuyue then took off the master's trousers and nestled behind him, preparing to "push the cart." After Chunhua finished taking care of the mistress, she moved to the master's crotch and used her small mouth to make his penis hard. Her snow-white, slender hands guided the erect penis into the mistress's moist, rosy vulva. Qiuyue pushed from behind to assist. The three women were focused solely on Qin Yu, using gentle methods to please him.

It was truly a case of: "I must be prepared for this for life, to enjoy myself to the fullest today!

" Qin Yu had been playing with her to his heart's content for a while when Madam Ruan, her brows furrowed and panting, lay on the bed, turned her head and cried out, "Master, please slow down, have mercy on me! Please be gentle with your thrusts, my body is about to be torn apart by you." Madam Ruan's few sobbing pleas for mercy were even more beautiful than the "trembling, delicate voice of Princess Taiping" used to entice lovers in their boudoirs. Qin Yu's blood was boiling, and he slapped Madam Ruan's pink buttocks with a crisp "smack." He sang loudly, "Oh dear, look ahead, it's dark and deep, surely the thieves' lair. Let me charge forward and wipe them all out!"

Madam Ruan swayed her snow-white buttocks and said sweetly, "The bandits have surrendered! The bandits have surrendered! General, you are brave and mighty! Please, General, have mercy and sound the retreat!"

Qin Yu had been fighting for a long time, and his forehead and body were covered in sweat. Chunhua and Qiuyue took silk handkerchiefs, one wiping his forehead and the other his body, to wipe away his sweat.

Such lovely maids deserve a reward.

Qin Yu abandoned Madam Ruan and ordered Chunhua and Qiuyue to take off their clothes and kneel side by side on the edge of the couch, their vulvas wide open.

Qin Yu used the method of three on the left and four on the right, like butterflies flitting among flowers, to play with them for a while. Then he ordered Chunhua to lie on top of Qiuyue, their two snow-white buttocks overlapping, their crimson vulvas adjacent. Qin Yu played with them from top to bottom, having a great time.

After a long period of unrestrained revelry, truly enjoying themselves to the point of losing track of time, Qin Yu gradually felt his body go numb and weak. Knowing that he was about to lose control of his ejaculation, he said to Madam Ruan, "Ah Ruan, put an embroidered pillow under your buttocks, and I'll reward you with a stream of hot semen." Madam Ruan pulled over the pillow and placed it under her buttocks

. Qin Yu pressed down on her, his penis thrusting into her vagina. After a few thrusts, streams of thick semen poured into Madam Ruan's jade flower chamber. Qin Yu left Madam Ruan's soft body and lay down to the side. Chunhua and Qiuyue hurried over to serve him. First, they wet a towel with warm water and carefully wiped the bodies of the master and madam clean, then they carefully covered them with a brocade quilt with floral patterns.

Qin Yu instructed, "Madam is unable to get up at the moment. Tonight, the master will stay here with Madam. You two make the arrangements."

Chunhua and Qiuyue agreed and dressed themselves neatly before leaving the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Chunhua clapped her hands, and six maids carrying large red lanterns hurried in from outside the garden gate. They bowed to the two maids, and Chunhua, after instructing them on their duties, went about her business.

That night, the north wind howled, and auspicious snow fell, but the pavilion in the middle of the lake was warm as spring. Madam Ruan nestled in her husband's arms, listening to his sweet words, and fell into a sweet sleep.

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