【The Rogue Landlord】 Episodes 11-15 Author: Laughter in the Coffin

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【The Rogue Landlord】

Author: Laughter in the Coffin
Publisher: Hetu Culture

【Episode 11】Chapter 1: Possessing the Beautiful Mother-in-Law

Xu Ping smiled smugly, seeing her staring in surprise at his enormous member, her eyes hazy and somewhat intoxicated, he felt a strange excitement. He couldn't help but reach forward and grab one of her breasts, squeezing it and causing his cousin to tremble with passion. He said with a grin, "Isn't it big? If it wasn't big, could I serve you two well?"

"You're so frivolous."

Zhu Lianchi gave Xu Ping a charmingly coquettish look, her expression somewhat shy. After all, the idea of a mother and daughter sharing a husband was indeed a bit absurd, but looking at the enormous member in front of her, she couldn't help but reach out her small hand and grasp the dragon root, gently squeezing it a few times.

Xu Ping took a comfortable breath, gave her an approving look, and simply lay down, pointing to his crotch and saying, "Sister, look how excited it is, just let me have some pleasure!"

Zhu Lianchi looked at Xu Ping charmingly. After all, she was a royal daughter and naturally knew a lot about matters between men and women! Her quiet personality didn't mean she was inexperienced in this area. Since she had decided to offer herself, there was no need to be coy. While helping Xu Ping up and down, she said with a playful laugh, "You little rascal, you kept saying you wouldn't let me be lonely, but now you're treating your sister like a servant."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

Xu Ping was a little dizzy from her charming side, but still flattered her, "I'm treating you like a wife."

"Wife?"

Zhu Lianchi stopped what she was doing, her beautiful face full of doubt as she looked at Xu Ping. He casually used modern slang again, which Zhao Ling and the others were used to, but the beautiful woman in front of them didn't know some of his obscure colloquialisms. Xu Ping quickly explained, "It's 'wife,' 'concubine,' 'official wife,' 'real wife,' understand?"

"You're just trying to sweet-talk me!" Zhu Lianchi said coquettishly, but ignored Xu Ping's words. She released Long Gen and lay down beside him, looking at Xu Ping lazily, and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't care, anyway, your purpose today wasn't pure. Since you've ruined my innocence, it would be too stupid of me to serve you anymore." "

Then I'll serve you!"

Xu Ping howled and pressed down on her, eliciting giggles from his cousin. He carefully examined the charming woman beneath him; she was indeed incredibly alluring! After a lewd laugh, he wasn't in a hurry, and his kisses landed lightly on her rosy cheeks.

Although Zhu Lianchi had been quite uninhibited earlier, she hadn't been with a man for over ten years, and her breathing was noticeably rapid. When Xu Ping kissed her lips, Zhu Lianchi trembled, and her pent-up desires exploded. Her small, fragrant tongue responded fiercely, momentarily stunning Xu Ping. However, he immediately retaliated with all his might, their tongues intertwining intensely, greedily seeking each other's taste.

Zhu Lianchi kept twisting her body restlessly, her breathing rapid and hot. Her small hands couldn't help but tightly hug Xu Ping's waist, rubbing her increasingly damp private parts against his intimidatingly large penis.

"Mmm..."

Xu Ping hadn't expected her to be so sensitive. Just a kiss had already made her lower body overflow with desire; he could even clearly feel her love juice flowing down her thighs. But then he thought, she had abstained from sex for so many years, so her sensitivity was normal.

"Little brother!"

After a passionate kiss, Zhu Lianchi was already aroused, her eyes burning with desire. She shifted restlessly in her voluptuous body, murmuring, "Don't torture me anymore, come in first."

"No."

Xu Ping shook his head, saying lewdly, "I want to savor your body properly. There's no need to rush through this long night; we have plenty of time."

He lowered his head, cupping her round, beautiful breasts in his hands. Seeing her already hard nipples, and thinking of the place where his little niece, Yu Chen, was nurtured, he felt an inexplicable excitement. He kneaded them while slowly sucking on her nipples, his penis rubbing against her alluring cleft, causing Zhu Lianchi's breathing to quicken. The sounds of their wetness made Zhu Lianchi feel increasingly hot, her breath hot, the man's agile tongue, his rough penis... Her sensitive spots on her chest were assaulted with a pleasure she had almost forgotten, a sensation far beyond what masturbation could offer. Her reaction was intense; her long legs convulsed violently, and her whole body writhed restlessly.

Xu Ping used both his hands and mouth to tease her eagerly, playing with her beautiful breasts. Suddenly, Zhu Lianchi's eyes widened, and she reached out to press Xu Ping's head down, moaning excitedly, "Little brother, quick, suck it hard... suck me... suck me hard..."

Xu Ping, bewildered, immediately opened his mouth wide and took the large mound of flesh into his mouth, sucking hard and licking the sweet flesh and her sensitive nipples with his tongue. At this moment, Zhu Lianchi suddenly opened her mouth wide, letting out a few "ah ah" cries, her body convulsing violently, stiffening for a moment, then collapsing as if exhausted.

Zhu Lianchi's face was flushed, her eyes closed, breathing rapidly, her entire body covered in a captivating blush! Kume had tasted the ecstasy of lovemaking, and now, before even touching her lower body, he had already experienced his first orgasm.

Whew! Xu Ping was finally able to escape from between her breasts. After taking a long breath, he looked down and saw that her face was flushed with the ecstasy of orgasm. Could it be? Being a widow for so long had made her so sensitive that she orgasmed just from licking her nipples?

Zhu Lianchi helplessly allowed Xu Ping to do as he pleased. Xu Ping spread her legs in an M-shape and looked in astonishment at her most intimate area. The young woman's body hair was naturally abundant and thick, but what was most surprising was the extent of her wetness. Her labia, like rose petals, were swollen and trembling, and her love juices soaked her entire crotch. Her first orgasm had soaked a palm-sized patch of the bedsheet, exuding a captivating feminine scent.

The scent of female hormones filled the room, making Xu Ping's eyes redden. Zhu Lianchi's breathing finally calmed down as she savored her first climax under the man's caresses. Opening her eyes, she saw her cousin spreading her legs, staring intently at her private parts. Her body went limp, and she immediately scolded him in dissatisfaction, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

"Everything is beautiful."

Xu Ping swallowed, his hand on his penis, about to penetrate his beautiful cousin, when Zhu Lianchi suddenly pushed him away forcefully, causing him to fall backward. He looked at her in confusion.

"You little pervert."

Zhu Lianchi twisted her sexy body like a snake and coiled around him, her small hand grasping Xu Ping's large penis. While stroking it, she said seductively, "You can't let your sister and Chen'er down in the future, or I'll cut this thing off."

"How dare I?"

Xu Ping grinned lewdly and reached out to knead her breasts. Looking at her seductive appearance, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Was she going to serve him willingly?

Zhu Lianchi let out a seductive moan, giving Xu Ping a flirtatious look before slowly twisting her body towards his crotch. Under Xu Ping's astonished gaze, she slowly opened her small mouth, taking the egg-sized head of his penis into her mouth and sucking on it playfully, licking away the glistening secretions from the tip, looking completely absorbed in the experience.

He was certain! As Zhu Lianchi's soft tongue slowly licked the entire shaft, Xu Ping's mind went blank. Yu Chen's seductive personality was definitely inherited. Don't be fooled by his cousin's usual quiet elegance; once you became her man, you could enjoy her most alluring and seductive service. She was also very uninhibited in bed. Having such a "noble lady in public, slut in bed" was simply too wonderful.

Zhu Lianchi was born a princess, so she was naturally familiar with these bedroom arts. In addition, she had seen many novel ways of playing when she occasionally visited her daughter at Chuxiu Palace. Therefore, she did not appear clumsy at this time. Her little tongue moved nimbly on the dragon root, sometimes licking the figure eight, and sometimes playfully touching the glans. Xu Ping trembled with pleasure.

Xu Ping even had the illusion that it wasn't him who got her drunk and took advantage of him, but rather that she was seducing him. Just as he was enjoying the waves of pleasure his cousin was giving him, his legs were suddenly lifted and placed on her fragrant shoulders, spread apart.

Xu Ping looked up in surprise and saw Zhu Lianchi giving him a wanton smile, then burying her face between his legs, her hot little hands cupping his testicles while her little tongue gently licked his legendary G-spot and crotch.

"Uh..."

Xu Ping's eyes widened in disbelief, suddenly feeling her warm little tongue licking his anus, nimbly circling it, and soon it was hard again, thrusting inside him. His prostate contracted instantly, and he couldn't help but groan with pleasure.

Zhu Lianchi worked even harder, her little hands gripping Xu Ping's penis and stroking it up and down, her delicate tongue never stopping teasing his anus. The hot, sticky, and ever-changing sensation made Xu Ping feel like he was going crazy with pleasure.

"So tired..."

After licking for a while, Zhu Lianchi stretched playfully, her breasts displaying an even more alluring curve. She glanced at Xu Ping with a grin, licked her lips, and said teasingly, "Little brother, let's kiss."

"No, no!"

Xu Ping hurriedly waved his hands. What a joke! Oral sex and penetration, who would dare kiss? However, he was somewhat pleasantly surprised that his cousin, who was virtuous in public, was a wanton slut in bed. What man wouldn't like such a woman? If he were to put her and his niece on the same bed in the future, it would definitely be an ecstasy.

"Hehe, it's still so hard."

Zhu Lianchi's small hands continued to stroke the penis, but she couldn't resist wanting to insert this penis, which she would share with her daughter in the future, into her body and enjoy that ecstatic feeling.

As Zhu Lianchi continued her actions, she shifted her body forward slightly, lowered her head to look at Xu Ping seductively, and then parted her lips to take his nipple into her mouth, licking and playing with it. Her soft, moist tongue moved nimbly, sometimes sucking, sometimes pressing down, making Xu Ping's penis swell even more in her hands.

Xu Ping couldn't resist reaching between her legs, covering her wet and overflowing vulva, slowly moving his hand to her clitoris. The tingling sensation made Zhu Lianchi moan softly, twisting her hips and opening her legs to make it easier for Xu Ping to play with her clitoris, her mouth sucking even more vigorously.

The two were completely immersed in lust when a graceful and voluptuous figure silently arrived outside the door, quietly pushing it open. Zhu Lianchi screamed in fright, hiding naked behind Xu Ping, staring dumbfounded as the door was slowly pushed open.

After bathing, Lin Ziyan quietly slipped over when no one was looking. The moment the door closed, whether from embarrassment or nervousness, a few beads of sweat appeared on her beautiful face, making her look incredibly shy!
"Master!"

Looking at the two naked figures on the bed, Lin Ziyan's beautiful eyes were filled with shyness as she softly called out, hesitating to approach.

Xu Ping turned his head and saw that his beautiful mother-in-law was truly alluring at this moment. Her long, black hair, still damp from her bath, casually brushed against her snow-white skin, giving her a unique kind of sensuality. Parts of her delicate, fair skin were exposed, their flawless texture catching the eye. She wore a white silk dress with green accents, exuding both elegance and sexiness. Her breasts, tightly bound, created a deep cleavage, seemingly emanating an alluring fragrance, showcasing their grandeur.

Zhu Lianchi was displeased to see Xu Ping's eyes widen. She glared at Lin Ziyan, slowly sat up, and wrapped her arms around Xu Ping's waist like a snake, asking in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Ping'er, will you two serve me tonight?"

Lin Ziyan naturally noticed Zhu Lianchi's dissatisfaction and jealousy. Even though they had chatted like sisters, Zhu Lianchi was, after all, a princess, while she was just a commoner, and naturally dared not act presumptuously. She also understood that Princess Changxiao's willingness to take the initiative was to help her daughter secure a place in the harem in the future, so she could only helplessly lower her head and cast a pleading look at Xu Ping.

Xu Ping was filled with lust at this moment, but he also noticed the subtle change between them. Just as he was about to speak, a chill ran through his body! Zhu Lianchi boldly took Xu Ping's penis in front of Lin Ziyan and began to stroke it up and down. While kissing Xu Ping's ear, she breathed hot air at him and said seductively, "Ping'er, I will serve you well tonight." Her

implication was that she wanted Xu Ping to call Lin Ziyan away. But with two beauties before him, and his beautiful mother-in-law showering him with affection, who would do something so foolish? Xu Ping immediately pretended to be oblivious, lecherously beckoning to Lin Ziyan and saying, "Good sister, come here."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lin Ziyan, acting like a servant, spoke cautiously, afraid of giving Zhu Lianchi any leverage. Unlike Cheng Ningxue, who was more outgoing and casual, she knew exactly what to say in a strict feudal society.

Lin Ziyan gracefully walked to the bedside. Zhu Lianchi's face showed a hint of displeasure, but she dared not say anything. Carefully examining the meticulously dressed Lin Ziyan, she couldn't help but admire her beauty, a woman of exceptional beauty. Even as a mother, she exuded the charm of a mature woman, a captivating beauty that would drive men wild.

"Get on the bed!"

Xu Ping pulled her soft hand, leering, and said, "Will you undress yourself, or should I help you?"

Lin Ziyan looked at Zhu Lianchi's naked body. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with hardly an ounce of excess fat. Her beautiful face, even with a hint of allure, still possessed an elegant air. Lin Ziyan's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she dared not let Xu Ping do anything, and quickly shook her head, saying, "This servant will undress herself!"

"Ping'er..."

Zhu Lianchi gave her a provocative look, her face still flushed with the allure of alcohol. Suddenly, she flipped over and pinned Xu Ping beneath her, her vibrant red lips beginning to kiss Xu Ping's chest, seemingly in a show of defiance.

Xu Ping trembled with pleasure, feeling incredibly satisfied. In the end, he had won the contest between the two beautiful women. His cousin kissed his chest, her small mouth gently licking his nipples, bringing different kinds of pleasure. Her small hands slowly roamed over his body, the subtle caresses were truly stimulating, especially the feeling of being suspended in mid-air, which aroused his desire even more.

Seeing Zhu Lianchi boldly entangled with Xu Ping in front of her, even disregarding her exposed private parts, Lin Ziyan blushed. She pursed her lower lip, looking at the wanton scene before her, hesitated for a moment, then slowly loosened her skirt, giving Xu Ping a seductive look before gracefully untying her restraints. The

soft silk skirt fell silently to the ground, the undergarments no longer serving their purpose. Lin Ziyan, blushing, covered her exposed body with her hands, slowly moving her jade-like steps onto the bed. Looking at the situation, she was momentarily at a loss, after all, the two of them had never even made love, let alone with another woman present.

Zhu Lianchi chuckled, her eyes fixed on Lin Ziyan's ample breasts. While licking Xu Ping's stomach, she said meaningfully, "No wonder Ping'er likes you so much. Such big breasts! I want to touch them too."

Xu Ping smiled but didn't speak; he'd let them handle this themselves. However, his gaze was also drawn to Lin Ziyan's breasts. They were truly large. Even though he'd seen them before, he still felt the urge to hold them and caress them.

"Thank you, Princess,"

Lin Ziyan said, blushing, but sitting there watching, she didn't know what to do, appearing very reserved.

Zhu Lianchi gave her a provocative look and said sarcastically, "Is this how you serve the Emperor? Just sitting there without understanding? Do you expect the Crown Prince to come and serve you? Is this how a servant should behave?"

Lin Ziyan's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her head in shame and timidly said, "This humble woman doesn't understand."

"Ping'er..."

Zhu Lianchi smiled seductively, lowered her head, and kissed Xu Ping's face while asking ingratiatingly, "Your little mother-in-law doesn't know how to serve you, does she? Would you like your older sister to teach her a thing or two?"

Xu Ping was already consumed by lust, looking at the two delicate, alabaster-white beauties before him, their mature and alluring charm making him want to devour them whole. His cousin's suggestion was tempting, but speaking now would surely hurt Lin Ziyan, so he chose to remain silent.

"Come here."

Zhu Lianchi smiled ambiguously, suddenly sitting down next to Lin Ziyan. She pulled away Lin Ziyan's hands, which were covering her chest, and looked at her bouncing breasts. A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but her tone was still provocative. "How can you serve the prince like this? Let the prince see your body first. You're so beautiful, what's there to be afraid of?"

Xu Ping swallowed hard. Seeing the wanton look in Zhu Lianchi's eyes, he thought: This cousin is a real hidden gem. If it weren't for tonight's events, he would never have known she had such a seductive side.

Lin Ziyan instinctively wanted to cover her chest, but thinking of her daughter's future happiness, she quickly restrained herself and exposed her beautiful breasts to the two men. Although Zhu Lianchi was also naked at this moment, she was still very uncomfortable in this situation.

"Yes."

Lin Ziyan nodded obediently. Seeing that both men's eyes were focused on her beautiful breasts, she immediately lowered her head shyly.

Zhu Lianchi had no intention of letting her go so quickly. He slowly grabbed her small hand and placed it on Xu Ping's manhood, chuckling as he said, "Come on, move it up and down. It's not like I want you to be a mere vase; you have to move around a bit."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lin Ziyan's heart fluttered. The touch seemed to instantly fill her with a masculine aura, arousing her. She took a deep breath and slowly began to stroke his manhood with her small hand.

Zhu Lianchi nodded in satisfaction, speaking with a touch of superiority, "As a woman, especially one in the Crown Prince's residence, you must know how to please your master. If you don't know anything, you're not even as good as a palace maid. Although your daughter, Xiaoxue, is currently favored, the Crown Prince will eventually ascend the throne. If you don't know anything, you'll be laughed at, understand?" "

I understand."

Lin Ziyan nodded timidly. Although her words were somewhat sarcastic, she understood that this was the reality, and now she spoke hesitantly.

Xu Ping didn't move at all. Seeing Zhu Lianchi's imperious manner, he felt a little displeased. Wasn't she treating him like a toy? He immediately glared at her, snorted, and said, "What? Does the princess want to lecture my people here?"

"No way," Zhu Lianchi quickly explained when she heard Xu Ping's tone. "I'm just teaching her what she should know. Sister knows you dote on them. It's fine if she doesn't know anything now, but if the Empress finds out, she'll definitely be angry."

Lin Ziyan nodded quickly and said meekly, "Master, this servant really doesn't know anything. It's my blessing that the princess is willing to teach me."

Seeing her so frightened, Xu Ping felt a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, his cousin was right. They could do whatever they wanted in the Crown Prince's residence, but if they did something out of line because of his favor, it would be all over. His mother's temper was not easy to mess with, and besides, in his eyes, Lin Ziyan was just a widowed commoner. He had long had opinions about her, and he might not be able to protect her if something really happened.

Seeing that Xu Ping's expression had softened considerably, Zhu Lianchi immediately twisted her body and clung to him, kissing him while saying seductively, "Ping'er, I'm only doing this for her own good. After all, we are the imperial family, not like those commoners. No matter how much you spoil them, they still need to know the difference between ruler and subject."

"Hmm..."

Xu Ping suddenly lost all interest, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He suddenly sat up, signaling Lin Ziyan to stop.

Lin Ziyan thought she had upset Xu Ping, and hurriedly sat down to the side. Then she saw that Xu Ping's face was somewhat cold, and her eyes were red with anxiety.

Zhu Lianchi, seeing that something was wrong, immediately shut her mouth, not daring to say anything.

Xu Ping sat up straight, staring intently at Zhu Lianchi, making her lower her head shyly before softly asking, "Tell me, did my mother send you? What did she say?"

"You... how did you know?"

Zhu Lianchi glanced timidly at Xu Ping, then lowered her head in shame.

Xu Ping snorted coldly, "I told you, why is the most gentle and considerate Princess Changxiao putting on airs? You've never been like this before, and it's strange that you came here. You're not the type to say such harsh things."

Lin Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that it wasn't her business, but upon closer inspection, she was quite surprised. She hadn't expected that the seemingly natural act of intercourse had other reasons. Seeing the unease on Zhu Lianchi's face, her heart skipped a beat.

Zhu Lianchi had lost her previous alluring charm, replaced by a troubled expression. She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looked at Xu Ping meaningfully, and sighed softly, saying, "Ping'er, you guessed right. What happened tonight was indeed arranged by Her Majesty the Empress."

Despite the alluring scene before him, Xu Ping was filled with anger. Looking at the two beautiful women in front of him, who seemed to have done something wrong, even though they were completely naked and incredibly sexy, he couldn't muster the urge to take them seriously. He wanted to find out what his mother meant first. "Why would she let her cousin seduce her?"

Zhu Lianchi glanced at Lin Ziyan with difficulty, as if she had something to say but was embarrassed to say. Seeing this, Lin Ziyan immediately and tactfully put on her clothes while saying palely, "This servant will take her leave."

Seeing her distraught appearance, Xu Ping felt heartbroken but didn't try to stop her. Zhu Lianchi waited until the door closed gently before looking at Xu Ping, her face showing difficulty. "Ping'er," she said, "there are some things I don't need to tell you, but you already know. Her Majesty the Empress has long held a grudge against the women's backgrounds. Plus, during the recent turmoil in the capital, none of these girls conceived, causing quite a stir in the court."

Xu Ping frowned, gritting his teeth in annoyance. "People say that? All they do is spread these useless rumors. What's the difference between the court's salary and keeping dogs?"

Zhu Lianchi nodded, also helplessly saying, "There's nothing we can do. His Majesty has to consider what others say, especially since the women in the household are of low birth. Women like Lin Daiyu, widows, are considered unlucky by the Ministry of Rites. If it weren't for His Majesty's wisdom, perhaps..."

She lowered her head silently, not daring to look at Xu Ping. Her implication was that Ji Xinyue had even considered ordering their execution. Upon hearing this, Xu Ping was instantly enraged. What was this all about? Although people are superstitious these days, they shouldn't be this superstitious, even controlling which woman I sleep with.

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping's face flushed red with anger, and he cursed loudly, "The Ministry of Rites was only quiet for a few days and they've already given me trouble. These bastards have turned to fortune telling, and they're saying it's unlucky. I'm perfectly fine, aren't they cursing me? Damn it, one day I'll kill them all!"

"Ping'er..."

Zhu Lianchi sighed deeply, hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly, "Your mother told me to tell you that, apart from the few girls in the palace now, it's best not to keep those women of questionable backgrounds around you, and those women from the Demonic Sect, otherwise people will gossip about you."

Lin Ziyan, unable to contain her curiosity, eavesdropped outside the door. Hearing Zhu Lianchi's helpless words, she understood everything. It was her background and widowhood that had tarnished the reputation of the Crown Prince's residence. She had heard these rumors before, but she hadn't expected anyone to use them to make things difficult for Xu Ping. Thinking it over, she realized it was all her fault. Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, and she ran back to her room, sobbing softly.

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping, hearing the low sobbing outside, was even more enraged. He jumped out of bed and ran outside naked.

"Ping'er!" Zhu Lianchi called after him, "Don't do this! She's just a commoner!" "

Get the fuck out of here!"

Although he knew his cousin meant no harm, Xu Ping couldn't contain his anger and cursed. While it was said that the imperial family was ruthless, his mother was going too far. Pushing his cousin to offer herself to him, ostensibly out of consideration for his feelings, was even more despicable.

"Master..."

Seeing Xu Ping run out naked, the maids on the road all blushed, but seeing Xu Ping's angry expression, they were too frightened to speak.

"Where is Lin Ziyan?" Xu Ping roared furiously.

The maid knelt down in fright and said timidly, "It seems she went back to her room."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ping rushed over immediately. Before even entering the room, he heard crying coming from the dark room. Although the sound was low, it was heartbreaking. Besides the crying, there was also the rustling sound of clothes.

"Lin Ziyan."

Xu Ping pushed open the door and was even angrier when he saw the scene in the room. Lin Ziyan was crying with tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful and heartbreaking, but she was sitting on the edge of the bed silently packing her things.

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan burst into tears the moment she saw Xu Ping, lowering her head in shame and sobbing, "This servant is sorry, this servant shouldn't have indulged in momentary pleasure and brought shame upon you. This servant is shameless, and doesn't even remember that she is just a common widow."

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping was furious. He slammed the door shut and rushed forward, throwing her bundle aside. He shouted hysterically, "What are you doing? What others say is none of your business! I am the Crown Prince, what I do is none of their concern. Your departure tells others that I am afraid of those old fogies in the Ministry of Rites."

"Master, I'm sorry."

Lin Ziyan threw herself into Xu Ping's arms, wailing and sobbing, tears streaming down her face, "But this servant is indeed an unlucky person! They are right. I know you dote on me, but my lowly body has truly brought shame upon the Crown Prince's residence."

"Ominous my foot!"

Xu Ping pushed her onto the bed, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her lips. Lin Ziyan froze for a moment, then immediately closed her eyes, responding to Xu Ping's teasing with her small tongue, but tears still streamed down her face.

Xu Ping couldn't care less about tenderness at this moment, and began to roughly tear at her clothes, ripping them to shreds. Lin Ziyan was lost in this domineering masculinity, her eyes gradually becoming misty with tears, responding to Xu Ping's kisses while passionately cooperating. Her

skirt fell to the ground in pieces, and Lin Ziyan's mature and alluring body was once again naked. Xu Ping couldn't wait to grab her pair of full breasts and play with them, then lowered his head to put her tender nipples into his mouth.

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan moaned softly, her face flushed and panting, "Take me, I want to be your woman, even if it's just once..."

Xu Ping's lust burned even brighter upon hearing this. After a passionate roll on the bed, he pinned her down, sat on her breasts, and brought his rock-hard member to her lips.

Lin Ziyan trembled slightly, immediately opening her cherry-like mouth to take the glans in, sucking it vigorously. Her small hands roamed haphazardly over Xu Ping's body, her tongue nimbly licking. At this moment, she no longer held back, only wanting to enjoy the intimacy with her lover.

While enjoying her oral service, Xu Ping caressed her vulva with his hands, slowly parting the protective labia, his fingers beginning to rub against the sensitive flesh.

Lin Ziyan shuddered, contracting her muscles as she sucked, and her lower body began to secrete glistening love fluid! Xu Ping pulled his penis out of her mouth, his eyes red as he gazed at the sexy beauty before him. Lin Ziyan exuded a captivating allure that stirred any man's desire; every inch of her skin was delicately white with a rosy glow, and her ample breasts were irresistible. Who could bear to let such a beautiful woman leave?

Xu Ping, panting heavily, his breathing quickened. He placed a pillow under her full buttocks, wrapped her legs around his waist, and said with reddened eyes, "Lin Ziyan, from now on you are my woman. If you dare to run away, I'll never forgive you."

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan's eyes reddened again with emotion, but her heart was filled with happiness and sweetness. Xu Ping slowly examined her delicate vulva, a vibrant red already covered with a thin layer of moisture, making it incredibly sexy. He grasped his penis and pressed the head against it, and Lin Ziyan immediately let out a soft moan!

Slowly parting her petal-like labia, Xu Ping accurately located her entrance, tender and juicy. He rubbed against it for a moment, watching intently as the blush on his beautiful mother-in-law's face deepened. With a slow thrust, his glans entered her vagina, possessing this widowed beauty.

"So...so big..."

Lin Ziyan's eyes widened, her mouth trembling, as if her body, empty for so many years, couldn't withstand Xu Ping's demands.

Even after childbirth, her vagina remained tight. Xu Ping felt the powerful, undulating flesh as he continued to push in, breaking through her years of suppressed desire. After a satisfied sigh, his glans seemed to have reached her cervix, his entire penis inside her delicate body.

"Ah..."

Lin Ziyan's body trembled slightly; her body, deprived of pleasure for so long, seemed unable to bear Xu Ping's thick, long size, yet she felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.

Xu Ping took a deep breath, looking at his dragon root inserted into her body. Good things come to those who wait; he'd been longing for this for so long before finally possessing her. He immediately bent down to kiss her flushed face, saying emotionally, "Good sister, you can't escape this time, can you?

" "No, I won't run away!"

Lin Ziyan's eyes were slightly red, and she said softly and charmingly, "From now on, this servant will stay by your side and serve you as a little maid, okay?" After saying this, tears streamed down her face for some reason, but her heart felt no unease, only overflowing sweetness.

"Why are you crying again?"

Xu Ping immediately smiled wryly. This woman was indeed made of water, but with her lower body already wet, why was she crying on her face? Wasn't she afraid of dehydration?

Lin Ziyan shook her head, tears streaming down her face, rubbing her eyes as she smiled and said, "No, I'm so happy, I've finally given myself to you."

"Silly girl,"

Xu Ping hugged her tightly, saying firmly, "Don't overthink it. You know what kind of person I am. I won't tolerate gossip. If you really leave, I'll be even angrier, you know?"

"I understand,"

Lin Ziyan nodded happily. The discomfort of the fullness in her lower body gradually lessened, replaced by the pleasure of being loved. She had never experienced this kind of blissful feeling before.

Xu Ping didn't say much, straightened up, and looked at her with a grin. He slowly grasped her breasts with both hands and kneaded them, then began to thrust his hips back and forth, pulling his penis out slightly before plunging it fully into her body!

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan moaned passionately, looking at Xu Ping alluringly with eyes full of spring water, saying, "This servant is not a young girl of sixteen, not that delicate, you don't need to worry about it."

Xu Ping nodded, pressing his hands against her breasts, and began to increase the frequency of his thrusts. His movements gradually became heavier, each thrust plunging deep to the hilt, making a "slap slap" sound at their point of union, and making her lower body even wetter.

Lin Ziyan's breathing grew hotter and hotter, and a surging tide of love began to assault her nerves, bringing unparalleled pleasure. Gradually, she forgot her reserve and began to moan with pleasure:

"Master...you're so big..."

"I'm dying...be gentle..."

"This servant...I'm going to heaven..."

The two entangled for nearly an hour. Amidst Lin Ziyan's increasingly loud moans, she experienced two orgasms. The surging tide of love almost made her faint. Each time, Xu Ping could clearly feel the powerful contractions of her vagina and the intense spasms of her body. Each time, she swayed her beautiful body with boundless passion, the undulating waves of her hips and breasts driving Xu Ping even more wild.

At this moment, Xu Ping had achieved psychological satisfaction. After her second orgasm, he stopped, holding her and kissing her while whispering sweet nothings, admiring his beautiful mother-in-law's satisfied expression.

Lin Ziyan felt so comfortable that she was completely exhausted. She clung softly to Xu Ping, licking her dry lips, savoring the afterglow of her climax. Her delicate face was flushed with passion, and her disheveled hair made her incredibly sexy. At this moment, she was alluring, even more stunning under the influence of sex.

"Was that good?"

Seeing that she had rested enough, Xu Ping immediately pulled her up to sit with him, lovingly kneading her soft, ample breasts, watching them change shape in his hands. After a while, he couldn't resist and continued to enjoy her body.

"Mmm..."

As he sat up, his still-erect penis pressed against her. Lin Ziyan let out a sensitive moan, glancing at Xu Ping with eyes full of spring-like desire, and said in a soft, seductive voice, "Master, this is the first time I've known that being a woman can be so pleasurable. You're so kind."

"I'll make you even more pleasurable!"

Xu Ping smiled smugly, slowly withdrawing his dragon root from her wet little hole, looking triumphantly at the beautiful woman's powerless appearance, and commanded, "Kneel down."

Lin Ziyan obediently glanced at Xu Ping, weakly propped herself up and knelt down, but she seemed to really not know what posture to adopt to receive her lover's favor, kneeling upright, like a kneeling salute during an audience.

Xu Ping was both amused and exasperated. He reached out and pushed her smooth, jade-like back, causing Lin Ziyan to immediately slump down, her firm, full buttocks raised high. She seemed to understand Xu Ping's intentions, her face flushing slightly. She timidly asked, "Master, do you like it this way?"

Xu Ping stared intently at her snow-white buttocks, her vulva already overflowing, glistening with a sensual sheen. This was where Ningxue had been born. Xu Ping felt a surge of excitement and couldn't resist slapping her buttocks. A wave of electric pleasure washed over her, and Lin Ziyan let out a moan, swaying her hips and teasing him in a coquettish voice: "Master, come and pamper this servant..."

"This little vixen."

Seeing that she was already quite open, Xu Ping grinned lewdly and told her to lie down. He kneaded her buttocks for a while before slowly kneeling behind her, inserting his dragon root into her body once more, deeply penetrating her vagina.

"Ah..."

Lin Ziyan immediately raised her head and let out a satisfied moan!

The rear-entry position is a man's favorite; it allows him to clearly appreciate the beauty moaning beneath him and see her swaying movements with each thrust. Watching his beautiful mother-in-law's voluptuous body tremble beneath him, Xu Ping felt an indescribable excitement. He immediately grasped her waist and began his piston-like movements.

Clearly seeing how he entered her body each time, and listening to his mother-in-law's breathing rhythm with each thrust, Xu Ping felt a blissful emptiness, and his thrusts became increasingly forceful.

"Master...this servant is going to die..."

"Master...faster, faster...faster..."

"I'm coming...I'm coming...you're killing me!"

Lin Ziyan's allure after her return surprised Xu Ping. Every moan and cry of pleasure was incredibly exciting. Xu Ping enjoyed every inch of her captivating body and her sensual movements. Lin Ziyan shook her head wildly, her long black hair flying up and down, making her even more sexy. Suppressed moans escaped her throat. Suddenly,

her eyes rolled back, and her whole body convulsed violently. Xu Ping felt her body stiffen, her vagina contracting powerfully, tightly gripping his manhood. Knowing that his beautiful mother-in-law was about to have her third orgasm, he immediately increased the force, thrusting hard into her full, round buttocks.

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan let out a long, sweet cry, then her whole body convulsed, her tense body going limp. She lay weakly forward, only able to gasp for breath.

The intense squeezing of her vagina sent a shiver down Xu Ping's spine. She then leaned forward, causing his penis to slip out of her body. Xu Ping, already eager for more, wasn't about to let her go. He immediately pressed forward, one hand on her back, and swiftly thrust his penis into her lubricated vagina, pumping forcefully.

"Mmm..."

Lin Ziyan let out a muffled groan, her mouth trembling. Her already sensitive body, after the orgasm, was now experiencing waves of pleasure. Each deep thrust from Xu Ping reached her cervix, bringing a tingling, pleasurable sensation. With ample lubrication, the movements didn't need to be gentle.

With a muffled roar, Xu Ping felt every pore on his body open, his mind tingling. Finally, a wave of pleasure surged through his body. His waist tightened, and powerful spurts of semen flowed deep into her uterus.

"Master..."

Lin Ziyan trembled from the heat, her body convulsing.

All the semen poured into her, and after ejaculating, Xu Ping felt a surge of pleasure, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto her back, panting against her sweat-covered skin, savoring the boundless pleasure of this union of body and soul.

Lin Ziyan also closed her eyes, panting as she relived the wonderful sensations. Each orgasm was so intense, the ecstasy indescribable, a feeling of ecstasy that felt like ascending to heaven.

The two sweaty bodies intertwined, panting together, saying little but filled with satisfaction and happiness. The air seemed to still carry the scent of passion, but the intensity of their physical collisions and the stirring moans of the past were gone.

After a long while, her breathing gradually calmed down. Xu Ping held her in his arms, slowly playing with her full, soft breasts, and chuckled, "Good sister, did you feel good just now?"

"Good..."

Lin Ziyan responded passionately, looking at Xu Ping tenderly, then shyly resting her head on his chest, she said sweetly, "I've never felt so good before, it felt like I was in heaven..."

"Hehe."

Xu Ping lovingly stroked her hair, his face full of lust, and said, "You'll feel this good often in the future, and of course, Xiaoxue will definitely get a share too."

"Master!"

Lin Ziyan, her face flushed with shyness, weakly propped herself up. The moment she moved, a sharp, indescribable pain shot through her lower body, causing her to let out a soft moan.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Ping tenderly helped her sit up, his face full of loving care.

Lin Ziyan shook her head, her face red, and said shyly, "Nothing, I just feel like when I was deflowered. You've made me so sore and swollen down there, I don't even have the strength to stand up."

"Haha."

Hearing this, Xu Ping's vanity was immediately satisfied. He hugged her tightly and laughed triumphantly.

Lin Ziyan shrank back in embarrassment, curling up like a kitten in Xu Ping's chest, her eyes half-closed, too shy to look at him. Xu Ping, now aroused, pulled her hand to his soft penis and said lewdly, "Come on, suck it for a while, and I'll send you straight to heaven."

"Master, do you want more?"

Lin Ziyan's face flushed, and she obediently began to knead it with her small hands. Even though his penis was covered with a thick layer of her love juice and Xu Ping's semen, which was sticky and had a slightly unpleasant smell, she didn't care at all.

Xu Ping lay down, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by her gentle caresses. A beautiful blush gradually crept onto Lin Ziyan's face. She felt his intimidating penis gradually hardening in her small hands, and her lower body couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and itchy. Seeing her lover's comfortable appearance, she blushed and slowly lowered her head.

Xu Ping suddenly felt a warm, moist place enveloping him below, a sensation so pleasurable it sent shivers down his spine. Opening his eyes, he saw Lin Ziyan, unabashedly licking the remaining secretions from his penis with her cherry-like lips, her eyes filled with a pleading look. Xu Ping inhaled sharply in pleasure; Zhu Lianchi's words had likely provoked her, hence her initiative.

Lin Ziyan cautiously observed Xu Ping's expression, and seeing his apparent pleasure, she relaxed. A masculine scent filled her nostrils, intoxicating her, and she gradually became lost in the moment. Her small tongue began to lick Xu Ping's penis without restraint, savoring the massive member that had taken her virginity.

From bottom to top, she gently sucked and licked, occasionally lightly touching the glans. Xu Ping closed his eyes, enjoying her increasingly skillful technique. The sensory stimulation grew stronger, and his penis, already ejaculated once, stood erect again, proudly raised, under her teasing.

Lin Ziyan's cherry-like mouth couldn't quite contain her, and a few drops of saliva began to trickle down, making her appear even more sensual and alluring. Xu Ping, having enjoyed her oral service to the fullest, was aroused once more, his hands constantly stroking her breasts as he panted, "You come on top."

Lin Ziyan slowly raised her head, and upon hearing Xu Ping's words, she was immediately startled. She hurriedly shook her head, looking terrified, and said, "Master, please don't humiliate me, how could I dare..."

Xu Ping was truly exasperated. In these godforsaken times, even sex was so fussy. The idea of a woman on top being the man was blamed on the woman, with claims that it would damage a man's face and virility. So much pleasure was being stifled by feudalistic thinking. It was truly a damn disappointment.

He should have properly disciplined her, but his beautiful mother-in-law was now as frightened and bewildered as a young girl in love, her pitiful and alluring appearance too tempting. Xu Ping lost his patience, told her to lie down, and once again entered her charming body from behind, grabbing her breasts with both hands and continuing his favorite piston-like movements.

The two bodies continued to intertwine, Lin Ziyan's passionate moans rang out again, the room filled with their panting and the mingled scent of secretions, the movements of their bodies rapidly raising the temperature in the air.

The second passionate encounter continued until dawn, when finally Lin Ziyan's mature body could not withstand Xu Ping's strength, and she begged for mercy weakly. Xu Ping softened and did not continue to enjoy her lower body, only letting her use her large breasts to perform oral sex on him. Lin Ziyan squeezed her breasts up and down while passionately kissing them with her small mouth, the different pleasures making Xu Ping tremble with pleasure.

As he ejaculated, Xu Ping pushed her down and thrust into her forcefully for a while amidst her weak moans, then poured all his semen into her body before finally falling into a deep sleep, embracing his docile and beautiful mother-in-law with satisfaction.

While the room was filled with the fragrance of passion, Zhu Lianchi was far from comfortable. Although she had offered herself partly for her daughter and partly at Ji Xinyue's insistence, Xu Ping had already awakened her desires but hadn't provided any real comfort.

Lying alone in bed once more, Zhu Lianchi couldn't help but fantasize about how Xu Ping cherished the body that even Lin Ziyan would envy. She also couldn't help but daydream about the wonderful sensations of her intercourse with her cousin, wondering if she could handle his terrifyingly large member. Thinking about it, her body grew even hotter, and her small hands, feeling empty and lonely, began to wander over her sensitive areas.

Princess Changxiao, who had always maintained a demure demeanor, blushed increasingly, her breathing becoming hot. Her delicate body, covered by the quilt, writhed restlessly, her small hands moving more violently. With her eyes closed, her mind was filled with the wonderful memories of making love with her cousin…

[Episode 11] Chapter 2: The Prince of Zhenbei Enters

the Capital The capital city was bustling with people in the early morning. Peddlers and laborers were busy making a living. Although it still looked prosperous, it was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that it had become quite desolate due to the Ji Long Rebellion. Although many people were coming and going on the streets, they were obviously not as cheerful as before. Their expressions were cautious and fearful. The overwhelming shouts of killing during the chaos still made these ordinary people feel lingering fear when they thought about it.

Officials were a common sight in the capital. The constables and skilled fighters of Shuntian Prefecture treated this extraordinary period with utmost caution. Normally only deployed by imperial decree, they disguised themselves as various people—scholars or merchants—moving through the bustling, chaotic city, gathering intelligence and watching every suspicious individual.

Tiandu Prefecture also mobilized almost all its forces, patrolling every corner of the capital day and night. Even though things appeared peaceful on the surface, many of Ji Long's spies and cronies were still lurking in the city. Those who dared to resist were executed without prior notification, nipping all evil in the bud. This bloody crackdown brought a degree of reassurance to the people of the capital amidst their fear.

The number of Imperial Guards guarding the capital was doubled, rigorously checking everyone entering and leaving. During this period, regardless of the type of token they carried, everyone was subject to questioning. Although subordinates of the Six Ministries had their complaints, no one dared to provoke them. They were all obedient, completely abandoning their official demeanor, bowing and scraping, not daring to put on any airs.

At dawn, the Imperial Guards had just completed their rotation, and the eastern gate of Tianjin was particularly heavily guarded. A full five hundred men stood guard outside the gate, their eyes wide, watching everyone entering and leaving, their nerves taut, seeing danger everywhere. Even a young child dared not be careless.

Suddenly, an incongruously tall figure appeared in the long line. The surrounding people quickly parted to make way, and a soldier carrying a spear rushed to his superior's door, whispering, "Captain, look!"

The Imperial Guard captain frowned upon seeing the newcomer. Standing out in the crowd was an elderly man on horseback. Though thin and with a calm expression, his sharp eyes exuded an immense pressure. His golden armor gleamed brilliantly in the morning light. For some reason, it felt as if every step he took would leave a trail of bones, imposing and aloof.

The old man already possessed a menacing aura, but even the most luxuriously equipped imperial guards would be moved by the sight of his black steed. A black stallion clad in silver armor, despite its advanced age, possessed a long, black mane and eyes that seemed to possess a spiritual quality. Unlike ordinary horses, its eyes seemed to radiate a chilling killing intent, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Be on guard!"

The Imperial Guard captain's heart skipped a beat. He quickly shouted to his men, who swiftly dispersed the civilians, drew their swords, and blocked the city gate. They warily watched the elderly man, who, though aged, exuded an overwhelming aura of killing intent.

The old man smiled approvingly, seemingly approving of their discipline, but he didn't stop advancing. Each step of his horse's hooves felt oppressive. Only then did the Imperial Guard notice that he was followed by more than ten cavalrymen. Upon closer inspection, although they were no longer young, they all had stern faces and cold, fierce eyes. Yet, under the old man's imposing presence, no one had noticed their existence, demonstrating the profound impact he had had.

The Imperial Guard captain's heart pounded. He didn't even have time to shout. For some reason, facing these dozen or so riders, he felt a sense of fear—an unease he had never experienced before. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he couldn't muster the courage to meet the old man's gaze.

"Make way."

The old man led his cavalry to the front, his casual words filled with the authority of a superior. The dozen or so cavalrymen behind him seemed to disregard this Imperial Guard. Seeing the Imperial Guards take up a defensive formation, not one of them changed color, each as steady as a mountain, their faces expressionless.

The Imperial Guard captain, seeing the contemptuous attitude of the newcomers, was enraged. He grabbed his spear, held it horizontally, and roared, "You audacious madmen! Who are you stationed here? Riding horses is strictly forbidden within the capital. How dare you swagger in with weapons in the Imperial City! Dismount and submit to inspection!"

"Insolence!"

A rider stepped out from behind the old man. A middle-aged soldier with leopard-like eyes and a beard, dressed in light silver armor, wielding a long-handled broadsword, fearlessly charged forward. He roared angrily, "How dare a lowly Imperial Guard obstruct my general? Do you intend to commit treason?"

His roar was like a wolf or tiger howling through the mountains, and his eyes were like those of a killing god. Such imposing manner made the Imperial Guard feel inferior. The soldier before him was clearly a veteran of many battles, and his every word exuded ferocity.

The Imperial Guard captain, a man of spirit, immediately mounted his horse, raised his spear, and coldly snorted, saying with a grim face, "The Imperial Guard obeys only the Emperor's orders and has the right to execute first and report later. Regardless of whether you are a member of the royal family or not, anyone who dares to disobey will be severely punished! If you don't hand over your weapons, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Hah!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers on the city wall immediately drew their bows, aiming their arrows at the old man and his group. Their faces were grim, ready to riddle these uninvited guests with bullets at any moment.

"Come back."

The old man glanced at them coldly for a moment and then said calmly. The general with the long sword was struck dumb, but even though he was furious, he only glared at them before immediately turning back to his ranks. It was not hard to see from his expression that he was extremely respectful to the old man.

"Who goes there?"

The Imperial Guard captain immediately pointed his spear at the old man. Although the general with the long sword had retreated, he dared not be negligent in the slightest.

The old man's face darkened, but he said calmly, "Prince Zhenbei, Ji Zhongyun!"

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Guards felt a chill run down their spines, speechless with shock. The old man before them was none other than the mighty Prince Zhenbei, a founding general who had never laid down his armor for twenty years, a figure even the powerful tribes of the grasslands dared not challenge. Hearing Ji Zhongyun's name, the Imperial Guards involuntarily took a step back, exchanging glances, unsure why they had retreated—it seemed almost instinctive.

The Imperial Guard captain felt cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Looking closer at the old man's armor, he saw it covered in scars, the shoulder guards adorned with two ferocious wolf heads, exquisitely crafted and intricately interlocking. Although he couldn't see the helmet, it seemed strangely familiar. After a moment's thought, he exclaimed in shock, "The Greedy Wolf Chainmail!"

"I didn't expect there would be a little kid who recognizes this tattered outfit."

Ji Zhongyun smiled gently, his eyes shining with kindness as he looked into his arms. Suddenly, he raised his head, glared, and shouted coldly, "Since you know, get out of here! If you disturb my baby's sleep, I'll make you all die by my blade." The origin of the Greedy Wolf Chainmail is particularly legendary. During the founding war, Ji Zhongyun was the general who disliked wearing heavy armor the most, believing it would hinder his ability to kill enemies on the battlefield. He was also fierce and bloodthirsty, always charging at the forefront of battles. After each major battle, his body was almost covered in unscathed skin. No matter how others tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen. Later, under the strong order of the Ancestral Emperor, he reluctantly had a set of chainmail made and put on. But this is not the origin of the Greedy Wolf Chainmail.

During the Central Plains War, Ji Zhongyun led the Hungry Wolf Battalion in a standoff with the Yuan army. Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son, Zhu Xiaowen, was captured for a moment of mischief. At the time, he was still an ignorant and naive boy, but he was one of only two sons of the Zhu family. The Yuan army used this as leverage, demanding that the Hungry Wolf Battalion, which was at the forefront, retreat 100 li (approximately 50 kilometers) and that they divide the country along the Yangtze River. Zhu Yuanzhang was torn between his ambition for the empire and his beloved family, unable to choose between them. He sighed and lamented all day, unable to make a decision.

At this time, the Hungry Wolf Battalion, which had been retreating under the Yuan army's surveillance, secretly dispatched a cavalry unit. Ji Zhongyun, in his prime, was highly skilled and daring. He led only 500 light cavalry in a night raid on the Yuan army's main camp. The 500 elite soldiers fought their way through the encirclement of more than 30,000 Yuan soldiers before they could assemble, and rescued Zhu Xiaowen that very night, leaving behind a field of corpses.

According to contemporary rumors, when Ji Zhongyun returned to the army, only he and another general with a missing arm remained. The other generals were shocked by his bloodied and mangled appearance and smug smile. His horses had already bled to death upon arriving at the camp, and with each step Ji Zhongyun took, the ground resembled a river of blood. His armor plates had been completely severed, leaving him with almost no protection. He narrowly escaped death in this battle, forging a legendary tale of bravery and courage. The Yuan soldiers held this fearless general in high esteem, and the Hungry Wolf Camp quickly became the most renowned of the four major armies.

Zhu Yuanzhang, moved by his bravery and loyalty, saw Ji Zhongyun's battered body yet still laughing heartily when he brought Zhu Xiaowen back. He was moved to tears and ordered skilled craftsmen to forge a set of chainmail from pure gold and black iron, naming it the "Greedy Wolf Chainmail," and presented it to Ji Zhongyun, vowing never to betray him.

The Imperial Guards, recovering from this legendary tale, took a closer look at the swaddled baby Ji Zhongyun was holding. Inside the baby was a child fast asleep. For some reason, no one dared to utter a sound after his roar, demonstrating the formidable power of the Prince of Zhenbei.

"This humble general greets Your Highness."

Although they knew the man before them was a major threat to the court, the strict hierarchical system forced the Imperial Guards to kneel and pay their respects. Most of them still harbored some fear of this renowned prince from a different surname.

Although the people knew of Ji Long's rebellion, it didn't diminish their respect for this founding general who stood proudly amidst his bones. They all knelt down, shouting, "Long live the Prince!"

Ji Zhongyun smiled gently. His life of military service made him somewhat unaccustomed to such grand gestures, and he was even a little reserved. However, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, all of you, rise."

Only then did the crowd dare to stand up. The people quickly dispersed to make way. The Imperial Guards' imposing manner had vanished, but they remained vigilant and alert. Most of them hadn't even been born when Ji Zhongyun roamed the land, so they were naturally somewhat unruly and didn't readily obey him, though they dared not show it.

Ji Zhongyun gently spurred his horse, stroking the sleeping infant as he softly said, "You should go and announce my arrival. Ji Zhongyun has received orders from the Ministry of War to come and see His Majesty." "

Yes!"

The Imperial Guard captain dared not be careless, respectfully responding and quickly spurring his horse towards the palace.

Ji Zhongyun smiled; perhaps the Imperial Guards' tense reaction did indeed seem amusing to him. A dozen or so riders slowly entered the city gate. Ji Zhongyun, being a king of a different surname, was naturally able to ride a horse. Under his command, the other soldiers did not hesitate and immediately handed over their weapons and dismounted to walk upon entering the city gate.

The people along the street knelt down, watching the legendary prince with curiosity. Ji Zhongyun remained unmoved, his face full of loving affection as he looked at his great-grandson in his arms. At this moment, he appeared as an old man enjoying the bliss of family life, his kind appearance a complete contrast to his former fierce and valiant nature.

The Imperial Guards were on high alert. Even though Ji Zhongyun was only riding slowly with a dozen or so cavalrymen, the Imperial Guards dared not be careless in the slightest. Three thousand men, ostensibly escorting, were actually monitoring him, following each person closely, their faces grim and extremely tense.

The capital was under martial law, no less so than during the Ji Long Rebellion. The Nine Gates Commander, the Capital Prefecture, and the Ministry of Justice were all under martial law. Many people mingled with the crowds, constantly monitoring the situation. At least three thousand men guarded each city gate, all tense, worried that Ji Zhongyun might bring his invincible Hungry Wolf Camp with him.

Zhu Yunwen, upon receiving the report, was somewhat taken aback. He had received absolutely no intelligence about Ji Zhongyun's arrival in the capital. He then frowned. Ji Zhongyun dared to come to the capital with only a dozen or so riders. Didn't he know that he was now the greatest threat the court wanted to eliminate? Since Ji Long's rebellion, Ji Zhongyun had neither mobilized troops nor obeyed the court's orders, remaining eerily quiet. This time, however, he had come to the capital so brazenly. What was his purpose?

Despite being clueless, Zhu Yunwen still received this prince of a different surname with the highest honors. Right Chancellor Guo Jinghao personally came out of the palace to escort the travel-worn Ji Zhongyun to the palace for a bath before bringing him to the emperor.

Zhu Yunwen had personally witnessed Ji Zhongyun's heroic charge of five hundred riders against a thirty-thousand-strong army. The fierce image of him, covered in blood and with bones exposed, yet still laughing heartily, was still vivid in his memory. He was more wary of Ji Zhongyun's ferocity than anyone else. Even though Ji Zhongyun had already laid down his arms and arrived lightly armed, he had made thorough preparations. The Imperial Garden appeared peaceful and prosperous, but all the high-ranking officials were hidden in the shadows, constantly on guard against any sudden attack from this founding general.

"Ji Zhongyun greets Your Majesty!"

Ji Zhongyun appeared composed, having changed into light clothing and smiling broadly. He approached Zhu Yunwen and first performed a courtly salute, revealing nothing of his true intentions.

Zhu Yunwen instinctively wanted to step forward to help him up, but a sudden thought startled him, and he refrained from doing so. He simply waved his hand warmly and said, "Your Highness, there's no need for such formalities. You are a founding general; there's no need for such formalities. Guards! Bring Your Highness a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Ji Zhongyun smiled, and after sitting down, he looked at Zhu Yunwen with a broad smile and said, "Your Majesty was already a dragon among men when you were the Crown Prince, and after ascending the throne, you have been even more diligent in governing. If the late Emperor knew this in the afterlife, he would be deeply gratified."

"Your Highness is too kind."

Zhu Yunwen was polite on the surface, but inwardly he cursed fiercely: If it weren't for your son's rebellion, would I be frowning all day? What are you pretending to be stupid for, you old bastard?

Ji Zhongyun clearly felt the oppressive atmosphere around him and noticed the tense stares from all directions, but he didn't show it. He simply smiled, ordered his servants to bring his grandson over, and said with a beaming smile, "Your Majesty, I have just been blessed with a great-grandson and have brought him to the capital. I hope

Your Majesty will bestow a name upon him." Zhu Yunwen thought to himself: You're so romantic. I wish your family line would end. But he still maintained a kind smile, carefully looked at his grandson, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Your grandson is so precious. Since he is the descendant of a famous general, how about we name him Ji Zhongjiu?

A descendant of a loyal minister is worthy of such a name." Ji Zhongyun's expression trembled. Loyal to the emperor—this was clearly an accusation that his family descendant was disloyal. Ji Long's rebellion was indeed an unavoidable topic. Ji Zhongyun's face darkened, immediately putting the ambushing troops around him on high alert, ready to attack.

As Zhu Yunwen had a palace maid serve tea, he said with a smile, "I wonder what Your Highness's opinion is?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After expressing his gratitude, Ji Zhongyun looked directly at Zhu Yunwen with a complex expression, making Zhu Yunwen somewhat apprehensive.

The two remained silent for a while before Ji Zhongyun suddenly spoke, "Your Majesty, this old minister is fully aware of the rebellious son's actions! This old minister has also advised him, but unfortunately, the rebellious son is stubborn. It is all due to my family's lax discipline. I beg Your Majesty to punish him."

Zhu Yunwen thought to himself: It's good that you know. However, he still maintained a friendly demeanor and comforted Ji Zhongyun, saying, "Your Highness, why blame yourself so much? Although Ji Long is treasonous, Your Highness is a founding general, the Prince of Zhenbei, who has spent his life fighting for the Ming Dynasty and conquered countless territories. Who would dare doubt your loyalty to the court?"

Ji Zhongyun smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly, "Your Majesty, the crime of treason punishes nine generations of one's family. Even if this old minister has meritorious service, I'm afraid that when the court's army breaches Tianjin, this old minister will not escape having his head chopped off."

Zhu Yunwen thought to himself: That's right, your son is not a cause for concern, but you, old man, are the biggest scourge. At least you have some self-awareness. However, he still shook his head and said, "Your Highness, why do you say that? You have made great contributions to the founding of the nation, which no one can deny! Moreover, you have the Greedy Wolf Armor bestowed by the late Emperor, so the rebellious son's transgressions naturally cannot implicate you."

"Is that so?"

Ji Zhongyun sighed, looked at Zhu Yunwen, and then said leisurely, "Your Majesty, Ji Zhongyun has a request, and I hope Your Majesty will grant it."

"Please speak, Your Highness!"

Zhu Yunwen's heart skipped a beat, as he was about to get to the point.

Ji Zhongyun sighed again, his face somber, and said, "Your Majesty, the rebellious son's crime is entirely due to my poor upbringing. He has been favored by the court since childhood but has not thought of serving the country. This is also my fault. The crime of the rebellious son must be punished to uphold justice. I only beg Your Majesty to leave an heir for my Ji family."

After speaking, he looked tenderly at his grandson in his arms, but there was no hint of pleading in his tone. Zhu Yunwen's expression turned cold, but for a moment he could not find any words of excuse. If he agreed, he would become a laughingstock, seen as the royal family being blackmailed, and it might even affect the morale of the court and the army. If he didn't agree, what could he do? Even if he executed Ji Zhongyun on the spot, a rebellion by the Hungry Wolf Camp would be even more difficult to handle. At least judging from his current attitude, he didn't seem inclined to raise an army, so he couldn't be hasty.

Ji Zhongyun seemed to sense Zhu Yunwen's dilemma and immediately said, "Your Majesty need not be troubled. Tomorrow, this old minister will give you a satisfactory result. Whether or not you can show leniency then, you will have your own judgment." "

Your Highness has had a long journey; please rest first!"

Zhu Yunwen couldn't think of a good solution for the moment and could only stall for time.

Ji Zhongyun nodded, holding his great-grandson, and returned to his rarely visited palace under the watchful eyes of the Imperial Guards.

The news of the Prince of Zhenbei's arrival in the capital was like a bombshell in both Tianjin and Beijing, instantly shattering the previously tense standoff and leaving all sides on edge. Meanwhile, the Prince himself seemed oblivious, comfortably enjoying himself in his palace with his grandchildren. In

Tianjin,

Ji Long, smashing things, roared in fury, "He really's in the capital! If the Zhu family takes him hostage, the Hungry Wolf Camp will be unable to move, and I'll be easy prey. What's the point of loyalty then? At this point, even the most loyal would be executed along with my entire family. Does he only want to see his descendants wiped out?"

A strategist beside him quickly advised, "My lord, although the Prince has ignored our urgent messages and hasn't sent reinforcements to Tianjin, at least he hasn't pledged allegiance to the court yet. There's still a chance to turn things around; it's not the worst-case scenario. Now, the court's..." "They're surrounding us but not attacking, partly out of fear of his reputation. Please calm down; things might not be as bad as you think."

After venting his frustration with a series of violent slams, Ji Long sat down, panting. Looking at his henchmen filling the room, he took a sip of tea to catch his breath before gritting his teeth and saying, "You're right, but the current situation is very unfavorable for us! To the north, there's Ji Zhengang's broken army camp; the Hebei region is already full of the Crown Prince's men; plus Shandong, Zhili, and the capital, they're advancing step by step. We're almost completely surrounded. If anything happens to my father, can the garrison in Tianjin stop the imperial army?"

These words silenced everyone. Indeed, the court's siege without direct attack had given them a chance to breathe, but the consumption of food alone was becoming unbearable. Add to that the exploitation of the people to raise funds for the army, and resentment was already widespread. The officials recruited from various regions were mostly useless minor officials; without the intimidating presence of the Hungry Wolf Camp, they were utterly incapable of fighting the court.

A sense of dejection washed over them, but they couldn't simply sit and wait for their doom. They quickly began discussing countermeasures, but no one could fathom Ji Zhongyun's thoughts, and they couldn't come up with a single solution. The situation in Tianjin was tense, and the capital was no better.

The six ministries of the court were abuzz with discussion, even Guo Jinghao was finding it difficult to quell the unrest. In the Imperial Study, Zhu Yunwen dismissed everyone, sighing and pondering countermeasures.

Xu Ping, not daring to linger in the comforts of his wife's company, rushed to the palace upon hearing the news, not even giving his beautiful mother-in-law a farewell kiss. The father and son discussed it all day, until the moon was high in the sky, but they still hadn't come up with a feasible solution. After all, Ji Zhongyun's decision to come to the capital had defied everyone's expectations, and no one knew what he was up to, leaving everyone somewhat bewildered.

"Ping'er, don't you have any good ideas either?"

Zhu Yunwen sighed deeply. In just one day, his hair had turned much whiter, and he hadn't eaten or drunk anything due to worry. He looked extremely haggard with dark circles under his eyes.

Xu Ping scratched his head until it resembled a bird's nest, channeling all his energy into his brain. After thinking for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly and said, "Father, to be honest, I can't figure out what he's up to. Bringing so few people into the capital so rashly, isn't he afraid we'll kill him? I don't believe he has three heads and six arms, that we can't kill him."

Zhu Yunwen, with his hands behind his back, pondered for a while before smiling bitterly and said, "If he's afraid of this situation, he wouldn't be the Prince of Zhenbei. I have considered taking him hostage, but if we do that, it will incite discontent among the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Camp, and the situation will be even more difficult to manage. After all, they never obey the orders of the Ministry of War, and most of them are veterans who crawled out of the corpses with Ji Zhongyun!"

"Sigh."

Xu Ping was so worried that he almost scratched his head raw.

Zhu Yunwen was also at a loss. They discussed the matter until midnight, but still couldn't come up with a solution. Ji Xinyue was heartbroken and ordered the imperial kitchen to send food, but faced with these delicacies that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of, the father and son ate nothing but gourmet food, losing their appetite after only a little.

The entire court was abuzz with discussion about this, but after a sleepless night of deliberation, they still couldn't come up with a good solution. The next morning, all the officials had dark circles under their eyes, and when they met, they could only manage a wry smile.

The imperial guards continued to diligently guard the city gates. Having witnessed yesterday's events, they were even more vigilant today, but driven by their gossipy nature, they couldn't help but listen to the people's discussions while also speculating about Ji Zhongyun's arrival. At this moment, the imperial guards at the north gate encountered almost the same situation as yesterday: a group of unfamiliar cavalry approached from afar, each one looking tall, imposing, and extremely powerful.

"General Jinwu has arrived!"

Ji Zhengang, the leader, looked stern. He had rushed over after receiving a letter from Ji Zhongyun wishing to reminisce, and along the way, he couldn't figure out what Ji Zhongyun was up to.

The current Empress's biological father, the Grand General of the Po Jun Camp, and a founding general of the Ming Dynasty—no one dared to stop such a powerful figure. The Imperial Guards were unusually polite, sending a special team to clear the way for Ji Zhengang. Compared to yesterday's setup, only the number of surveillance personnel was reduced, but they dared not be negligent in the slightest. After all, this was the only military general in the Ming Dynasty who could rival Ji Zhongyun. Ji Zhengang wasn't in a hurry to enter the palace. Instead, he ordered them to lead the way to the Ministry of Works, a sinister smile on his face that

sent shivers down the spines of those around him! Ji Baofeng had gained a lot of weight and was discussing the construction of some iron components with several people. Compared to those so-called scholars, they were truly oblivious to worldly affairs, showing no interest in anything like the Prince of Zhenbei. They were practically madmen.

"General Jinwu has arrived!"

The gatekeeper's loud shout instantly terrified Ji Baofeng, turning his face pale and his lips bloodless.

Ji Baofeng tried to climb over the wall to escape, but as soon as his legs dangled in the air, he was grabbed like a chicken. Ji Zhengang, grinning, grabbed him by the back of his collar and said sarcastically, "Good son, you came to the capital without even telling your father, making me worry so much."

"Father, I..."

Ji Baofeng's lips trembled as he spoke, but before he could finish, a sharp pain in his neck and his vision went black, and he fainted.

Ji Baofeng, carrying his unconscious son, mounted his horse and rode towards the Imperial Uncle's residence, leaving the Imperial Guards dumbfounded. As soon as the gate opened, the soldiers outside stood guard, swords drawn, looking around warily, which terrified the servants.

Several beautiful women rushed out to greet them. One by one, the women stepped forward cautiously and offered their greetings. Ji Zhengang glanced at them, looked at the women before him, smiled with satisfaction, and asked with concern, "Is any of you pregnant?"

"Reporting to the General, this concubine is pregnant!" a woman said, her face flushed with embarrassment, barely daring to breathe.

"Haha, don't be so formal."

Ji Zhengang was beaming with joy and said affectionately, "I am your father-in-law. From now on, just call me 'Father' like this brat does. We're family, no need to be so reserved."

"Father."

The women quickly and sweetly called out, making Ji Zhengang very happy. "Which of you is pregnant?"

Ji Zhengang immediately inquired about the matter of continuing the family line. Upon asking, he learned that only one young woman was pregnant. Since the aphrodisiac incident, his son had rarely returned home, seemingly deliberately avoiding them. No wonder these young women couldn't hide their disappointment. Hearing this, Ji Zhengang couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Ji Zhengang brazenly carried his unconscious son into the house, whispered something to a general of the Imperial Guard, and then immediately showered his daughters-in-law with concern. His kind attitude moved the neglected palace maids to tears, making them feel as if they were being pampered by their grandfather. Under Ji Zhengang's amiable influence, the family lived in harmony and peace. The only discordant element was Ji Baofeng, who was left on the armchair, rolling his eyes.

At the entrance, led by the eager servants, a pretty little girl timidly entered. After cautiously glancing at Ji Zhengang, she immediately knelt and bowed respectfully, saying, "This humble woman greets the General."

"Heh, get up."

Ji Zhengang scrutinized her for a few moments, making Qiao'er very uncomfortable. Suddenly, his face hardened, and he shouted, "You're the one who drugged my son, aren't you? How dare you!"

Ji Zhengang's glare instantly turned everyone pale. Qiao'er trembled slightly, her cute little face filled with fear and unease, but she still forced herself to stand up and nodded nervously, saying, "It was indeed this humble woman who drugged him."

"Hmph!" Ji Zhengang sneered, "You're quite bold for such a young age. Don't you know he's the Emperor's brother-in-law? This is blatant insubordination!"

"This humble woman knows her crime."

Qiao'er quickly knelt down, but upon closer listening, Ji Zhengang showed no remorse whatsoever, and even a hint of smirk. Qiao'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Zhengang was naturally cheerful and had only intended to tease her, so he immediately laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, you're Ping'er's little maid, right? What's your name?"

"This humble woman's name is Qiao'er."

Qiao'er quickly adopted an extremely obedient demeanor, her pitiful and innocent appearance making it impossible to be angry.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

Ji Zhengang's voice was low, making it impossible to discern his true intentions.

"This humble woman doesn't know."

Qiao'er obediently shook her head.

Ji Zhengang chuckled, his previous serious demeanor suddenly vanishing, replaced by a playful yet slightly displeased smile. "You should at least have informed me first! Besides, Ping'er is really something else. How could he only do something like this once? You should all keep trying! Look at him, a prince, only bestowed a few little girls upon his uncle. You should remind him about this."

His words made the women lower their heads in embarrassment. Qiao'er was also somewhat taken aback. She had long heard that this general was approachable, even a bit disrespectful of his age, but she never expected him to be this disrespectful, actually blaming her for not giving her son more aphrodisiacs. This was practically an older version of her master!

"Come here!"

Ji Zhengang beckoned with a smile, a sly grin on his face. "You still have that medicine, right? Let me see it!"

"Yes."

Qiao'er felt a little dizzy and dazedly pulled out a pink bottle, respectfully handing it over.

"How much is effective for a normal person?"

Ji Zhengang grinned mischievously, like a child about to do something naughty. The Imperial Guards were sweating profusely at the sight. Was this really the renowned General of the Golden Guard? He looked like a complete old rogue! However, the soldiers of the Broken Army Camp didn't seem to care, seemingly used to his disrespectful old man's behavior.

Qiao'er was still a little dazed, instinctively gesturing with her hands, saying, "A fingernail's worth of this medicine is about right. Take it with water, and it will take effect immediately."

"Good!"

Ji Zhengang chuckled, ordering someone to bring a teacup. He first added a fingernail's worth, then, feeling unsatisfied, added more, muttering, "Add more, preferably enough so he can't straighten his back tomorrow. Give him a good beating, consider it the price for making me angry for forty years."

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Was this really a father? They were all dumbfounded as Ji Zhengang, with a wicked grin, forced the aphrodisiac down the throat of the unconscious Ji Baofeng. Ji Zhengang then ordered someone to take him back to his room, turned around, clapped his hands, and grinned smugly, looking like a petty tyrant

who had achieved his goal—it was utterly despicable! Ji Zhengang chuckled and then put the drug into a pot of tea. He addressed the blushing women, saying, "Daughters-in-law, as the saying goes, a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Everyone who isn't pregnant should drink a sip. Hurry up and have sex with your husbands. I'm counting on you to produce offspring. Whoever gets pregnant will have the Emperor grant them a marriage, and you'll enter into a grand and glorious life."

In those days, no one spoke so openly about matters of the heart. The women were immediately overcome with shyness, but faced with the temptation of a formal marriage, they were still moved. In the end, one bold young woman drank a sip, and the others followed suit, blushing as they willingly drank the aphrodisiac. Even though having sex in broad daylight seemed absurd to them, none of them dared to refuse Ji Zhengang. They all fantasized about the happiness of being carried in by eight people in a sedan chair. After drinking, they bowed and went back to the back room, their faces flushed, anticipating Ji Baofeng's bestial outburst.

Ji Zhengang then spent some time fussing over the pregnant girl, telling her to take good care of herself and making promises for a while before standing up and laughing loudly, saying, "Alright, now that the important business is done, let's go to the palace to have some fun."

Qiao'er finally realized what it meant to be out of touch with reality. Giving her son aphrodisiacs was the important business, but the Prince of Zhenbei's visit to the capital was considered fun. What kind of person was this? The little girl stared wide-eyed and opened her mouth, unable to utter a single word. Even the usually mischievous girl felt that in the face of Ji Zhengang's disrespect for elders, she was nothing more than a good girl.

Seeing her standing there dumbfounded, Ji Zhen just stepped out the door when he suddenly slapped his forehead and beckoned to Qiao'er, "Little girl, come here for a moment."

"Yes."

Qiao'er quickly ran over, still feeling a little dizzy and not quite back to her senses.

Ji Zhen looked serious and earnestly instructed, "You stay here and keep a close eye on things. Once things calm down a bit, have someone make a soup with some medicine and send it in for the Imperial Uncle to drink. When it's almost over, replace all those women with others and have my daughter, the Empress, send a few more from the palace. Don't let him stop before sunset, understand?"

"Ah..."

Qiao'er was stunned, her mouth agape, speechless for a long time. Is this really her biological daughter? This father treats his son like breeding livestock.

Ji Zhengang chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "It's alright if you're a little unwell. Just be careful with the dosage and don't kill anyone. Remember to ask the Empress for a few more, you know? There are so many women in the palace, they're just sitting there. Tell her to send a few more to her brother as a tribute, and say it's my order."

"Okay."

Qiao'er felt for the first time how stupid she was. Faced with his disrespectful behavior, she couldn't understand at all, her mind was as dull as a fool's.

"Good girl."

Ji Zhengang smiled with satisfaction, mounted his horse, and rode towards the palace humming a little tune.

The imperial guards following behind were all drenched in sweat. They were all founding generals, all once powerful figures who had dominated the world, how could there be such a big difference? The Prince of Zhenbei entered the capital, and every step he took felt like a storm was brewing, making everyone uneasy. The first thing the General of the Golden Guard did upon entering the capital was both laughable and pathetic. It's hard to believe that someone with such a roguish appearance could have led the Broken Army to sweep across the Central Plains back then. Is this really the legendary, proud general who stood

like a corpse? A cool breeze blew by, and Qiao'er stood at the door for a long time, still dazed, until the butler cautiously called out! Only then did she come back to her senses. What kind of general is this? He's practically a thunder god descended to earth! Spending this little time with him, the little girl felt like her brain was dead and she couldn't think straight.

"Damn it!"

As Qiao'er slowly came to her senses, she pouted and muttered unhappily, "The young one is a pervert, the old one is a rogue, what kind of people are they, all so shameless?"

The butler was somewhat displeased with Qiao'er's angry words, but dared not say anything, and respectfully invited the exasperated Qiao'er inside.

Ji Zhengang's arrival surprised Zhu Yunwen and Xu Ping, but his timing was perfect. The two had been anxiously waiting after receiving the report, and it was only after a long wait that he finally arrived. Before they could even exchange a few pleasantries, Ji Zhengang proudly boasted about the good deed he had just done and even demanded that Zhu Yunwen not be stingy and send a few more palace maids over. His irritating attitude left the father and son speechless.

"Grandpa, let's not talk about this now."

Xu Ping smiled wryly and asked helplessly, "Did Ji Zhongyun say anything about the situation when he wrote to you asking you to come over?"

"No."

Ji Zhengang shook his head, saying in a nonchalant tone, "He just said he was coming to catch up." He then immediately revealed his mischievous old man face, giving Xu Ping a disapproving look and saying, "You brat, you're so stingy with your uncle! It's fine if you don't give him money, but couldn't you at least give him a few more women? There are plenty of palace maids, I thought a few were pregnant, but I was disappointed."

"This..."

Zhu Yunwen said awkwardly from the side, "Father-in-law, let's not discuss this now, okay? I'll definitely make proper arrangements for Baofeng's affairs after this is over, and make sure he can produce many children for you."

"That's more like it."

Ji Zhengang smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly slapped his forehead, saying embarrassedly, "Oh right, I was so happy that I forgot you're now the emperor and the crown prince, I forgot to pay your respects."

The father and son gritted their teeth, looking at his grinning face, wishing they could drag him out and beat him up! Ji Zhengang also realized he had gone too far, and quickly smiled sheepishly, saying, "Alright, you two, stop looking so hostile. Tell me what's going on here."

Xu Ping quickly recounted the discussions in the capital over the past two days and Ji Zhongyun's attitude. Upon hearing this, Ji Zhengang pondered for a long time before smiling and saying, "Forget it, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. My dilapidated army camp is there, so you don't need to worry about any trouble in the Northeast. Get some rest and recharge your energy. I'll go see him tomorrow."

"Grandpa, why don't you stay at my place?"

Xu Ping immediately adopted a filial demeanor. Indeed, thinking about things would only make things worse, and it was better to act according to circumstances, as he suggested.

"No, thank you."

Ji Zhengang waved his hand, grinning mischievously, and said, "I have to monitor Baofeng's baby-making plan tonight. I'll go to the palace early tomorrow morning. Just remember to send the palace maids over."

Zhu Yunwen's veins bulged, but upon reflection, he realized there was no other way. Why make himself so tense? If he couldn't think of a good solution, he could only wait and see what Ji Zhongyun was up to before devising a countermeasure.

Ji Zhengang had just stood up, humming a little tune, when he suddenly said meaningfully as he was about to leave, "You two, as anxious as you are, you can't let others see it. If even you look like you're facing a major crisis, how can the officials and the people of the land feel at ease?" After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and realized that the father and son's tension would only make the atmosphere in the court more tense. Xu Ping was also deep in thought. Although his grandfather always had a carefree attitude, he had experienced so many storms and naturally wouldn't take these things lightly. His words were truly an eye-opener. Was he just being too nervous?

"What should we do?"

Zhu Yunwen seemed to have relaxed as well, his tightly furrowed brows immediately smoothing out as he looked at Xu Ping with a smile.

Xu Ping glared at him and said irritably, "What else can we do? I'm going back to my boudoir. You can go and ravage the palace maids if you want. Just relieve your pent-up desire; it'll be good for your health. Don't let him scare you into impotence."

"You brat!"

Zhu Yunwen immediately jumped up and cursed, "You dare to lecture me? Aren't you afraid I'll confiscate your property?"

"Go ahead and confiscate it. It'll be my inheritance sooner or later." Xu Ping smiled wickedly, unmoved. His grandfather's words had enlightened him, and he quickly put his worries aside, planning where to spend the night.

The Imperial Uncle's mansion was filled with moans and groans. The servants all wore expressions of jealousy and ambiguity. Qiao'er, however, sat in the courtyard, furious, venting her anger on the apple in her hand, cursing after each bite.

A row of beautiful young girls stood before them, their faces flushed with shyness, standing gracefully, listening to the old palace maid's reprimands, ready to enter and offer themselves at any moment, listening shyly to the sounds coming from inside the room, waiting for the moment when their robes would be gently undone.

"Damn it!"

Qiao'er was still grumbling in dissatisfaction, "Why am I always assigned to do things like this!"

[Episode 11] Chapter 3: Aunt's Role Playing

Xu Ping stepped out of the palace gate, his mind full of worries. He slightly pulled back the curtain of the carriage and looked around. The situation in the capital seemed to be extremely tense. Imperial guards and people from Shuntian Prefecture could be seen everywhere, all of them as cautious as if facing a formidable enemy. Could it really be as his grandfather said, that his father's and his own attitude had already affected the emotions of others, and even the court officials were becoming fearful?

"Master,"

Zhang Hu said, driving the carriage with a grave expression, "Guo Jinghao just sent someone to the manor. It seems there's something going on. Shall we return to the manor?"

"Let's go back."

Xu Ping rubbed his temples hard and sighed deeply. It seemed this carefree life wasn't as simple as he had expected. Maintaining imperial power required considerable effort. Ji Zhongyun, oh Ji Zhongyun, the Hungry Wolf Camp remained inactive, yet his single entry into the capital caused such a commotion. If they were to actually clash, could the situation still be controlled?

Back at the manor, when Xu Ping arrived at the main hall, only Liu Ziyi was waiting with a worried expression. She had been extremely busy lately and looked quite haggard. The two had hardly had time to meet. Xu Ping couldn't help but feel sorry for her. The beautiful woman's brows were deeply furrowed, and she looked extremely worried, which was particularly heartbreaking. Yet, her delicate makeup and stunning beauty were still captivating.

"My darling, it's been so long since you've come."

Xu Ping stepped forward, gently took her hand, and carefully examined her beautiful face. He said softly, "You've become even more beautiful since I last saw you."

Liu Ziyi's pretty face flushed, and a happy smile appeared on her lips. She looked at Xu Ping with affection and said sweetly, "Master, you're getting better and better at sweet-talking me—,"

"Hehe."

Xu Ping smiled gently, knowing she must have come for important business. He gestured for the maid to serve tea and asked seriously, "How is the Demonic Sect doing now?"

Liu Ziyi quickly straightened up, shook her head, and said with a bitter smile, "Master, this time it's really been a complete mess. The Demonic Sect has been secretly recruited by Ji Long, and a group of traitors have been brought in. Their sudden attack caught us off guard, and many loyal followers have been assassinated. The sect leader is currently active in the Tianjin area, focusing on gathering intelligence there. She can't get away to oversee the overall situation, and now some traitors have also set their sights on her, vaguely starting to move in that direction. It seems they want to use her head to gain Ji Long's trust. The situation is not optimistic."

"I see."

Xu Ping pondered for a long time, then asked worriedly, "Tell her to be careful. If things get really bad, retreat back to the capital first. After all, the Demonic Sect can't afford to be in chaos right now. Also, how is Madam Hua Lan's condition? Did Guo Jinghao's men rescue her?"

Liu Ziyi's face was desolate, full of sorrow as she said, "The Prime Minister's residence just sent her here. When they arrived, Madam Hua Lan was already poisoned. Alas, a beautiful woman, her life cut short."

"Give her a proper burial."

Xu Ping shook his head and sighed. Although he had never met this legendary Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, a talented subordinate, it was too late to say anything now. Was the Demonic Sect, which Uncle Liu had founded, just going to fall apart like this?

"Master,"

Liu Ziyi quickly comforted Xu Ping, noticing his low spirits, "Lady Huarui has done her duty, and I believe she has no regrets. You don't need to be so sad. The important thing now is to cheer up and deal with this turmoil."

"Mm."

Xu Ping didn't want to be too down either. Looking at the considerate and charming beauty before him, he gently pulled Liu Ziyi's mature and voluptuous body into his arms. The two gazed at each other for a long while, unable to resist the torment of longing, and kissed, their tongues entwined fiercely, expressing their mutual yearning.

"I want you."

After a long, wet kiss, Xu Ping, panting, carried her in his arms and walked towards the bedroom.

"Master, I missed you too."

Liu Ziyi's clothes were already somewhat disheveled, her face flushed with passion, and she let out a charming moan, her rosy lips kissing Xu Ping's face incessantly, her small hands tightly encircling Xu Ping's neck.

The maids, accustomed to being invisible, immediately retreated upon seeing this scene. Men were practically forbidden from entering the inner courtyard, so Liu Ziyi abandoned her reserve and passionately kissed Xu Ping the entire way.

After closing the door, Xu Ping, his eyes red, began tearing off her thin covering, stripping the beauty bare like a lamb to the slaughter. He then enjoyed Liu Ziyi's gentle service, watching her kneel on the ground, sucking his manhood. Her beautiful face was filled with endless ecstasy, and the sexy allure of her tightly held penis left him speechless with pleasure.

With a howl, he threw her onto the bed, spreading her long, beautiful legs to reveal her delicate and alluring vulva. Xu Ping couldn't wait to enter her, wantonly enjoying her body that drove countless men wild. His rough, full penetration made Liu Ziyi tremble with excitement. Liu Ziyi let out a satisfied sigh, immediately swaying her hips to meet her lover's demands.

The two naked bodies began to roll and writhe on the bed, rhythmically searching for the most wonderful paradise. For a moment, the room was filled only with the man's heavy breathing and the woman's tender moans, the air filled with the unique scent of passionate secretions.

After their lovemaking, Liu Ziyi leaned weakly against Xu Ping's chest, panting. Her pretty face was filled with satisfied ecstasy, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, savoring the boundless pleasure brought by each orgasm. Her delicate and sexy body was covered in fragrant sweat, and semen still flowed from her alluring crotch. The scene looked both lewd and charming, and the flush of passion on her face lingered for a long time.

"Master."

After resting for a long time, Liu Ziyi finally opened her eyes weakly. Her misty, beautiful eyes gazed at Xu Ping affectionately for a while before she obediently twisted her sexy body to Xu Ping's crotch. She lowered her head and took his still semen-covered penis into her mouth, licking it with relish.

Xu Ping felt a surge of pleasure as her soft little tongue teased him. He looked at her approvingly and lovingly stroked her disheveled hair with his large hand. Such a sexy beauty was kneeling beneath him, her rosy lips tightly enveloping his manhood. The mere sight was enough to excite any man; the visual impact would undoubtedly satisfy his vanity.

"Master, shall I serve you a bath?"

After licking his manhood clean, Liu Ziyi slowly propped herself up, looking at Xu Ping with anticipation.

Xu Ping smiled and pinched her full, round breasts a few times, causing Liu Ziyi to gasp softly, her face flushed with desire, her sexy body writhing restlessly. Although he longed to make love with her again, he thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Never mind, I don't know if there's anything else to take care of. You should get some sleep. I'll go out for a walk and come back later if nothing's wrong."

"Okay."

Liu Ziyi was also a little tired from the recent chaos. She immediately got up obediently to help Xu Ping wipe his body and then diligently helped him change into a set of clothes that fit him well. Then she smiled and said, "Master, this is the first time I've slept in your room. If you want someone else to serve you later, may I prepare your meal first?" "

We'll see."

Xu Ping hugged her and gave her a long, wet kiss. He then whispered something softly before leaving. Liu Ziyi watched Xu Ping leave the room with tenderness on her face. She had been so exhausted lately that she was even on guard while sleeping. She fell into a deep sleep soon after lying down, a happy smile on her face. This was the first time she had slept in her lover's room, and for some reason, she felt particularly safe and comfortable. The masculine scent surrounding her was very relaxing, and her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

As Xu Ping walked, his stomach suddenly growled, and he felt a pang of hunger. He realized that he hadn't eaten anything all day. Just as he was about to call for the maid, he suddenly smelled a strong, sweet fragrance, and seemed to hear the cheerful laughter of girls, as clear and melodious as silver tinkling.

Following the sound to the west wing, one could see three graceful figures sitting in the pavilion of the back garden. Although the bright moon hung high, the presence of a few lit candles created a tranquil and pleasant atmosphere. The pink lamplight illuminated each of the beautiful women, each with their own unique charm, making for a truly pleasing sight.

Lin Ziyan wore a white dress. Although she wasn't overly made up, her skin was noticeably more supple after last night's treatment. Her large eyes were bright and captivating, yet gentle. Her ample breasts remained alluring, and her sweet smile made her look like a young woman in her late twenties. If one didn't know her, who would believe she was already a mother, with her daughter soon to be someone else's wife? She looked like a beauty in her early twenties.

Another figure was equally slender and captivating, with a tall and well-proportioned figure. She wore a light pink silk dress, the ribbons of which fluttered gracefully, giving her a lively appearance. Her long, dark hair was meticulously combed, as smooth and flowing as water from heaven, swaying lightly in the night breeze. She had clear, captivating eyes, a delicate, small nose, and small, naturally

red lips that were incredibly alluring. Every gesture exuded feminine charm, making one instantly alluring. "Yao Lu, what's she doing here?" Xu Ping thought, having not seen this girl since returning from Tianfang Mountain. He hid to the side, staring at her pert, fragrant buttocks with a lewd smile. The other small figure was Qiao'er, the little devil, petite and charming in an adorable green dress, but her back was obscured.

The three women sat around a table laden with snacks and fruit, looking quite content. However, the little devil seemed very angry, grumbling incessantly, "Really, Aunt Lin!" Qiao'er took a bite of a peach, ignoring the juice still clinging to her lips, and said indignantly, "At first I thought they wanted to see me for something important. When I heard it was General Jinwu's order, I was really nervous. He's a great general with a powerful army under his command! Who knew that old scoundrel would ask me to drug his son? Can you believe it?"

Yao Lu smiled gently, her charming face quite endearing, and said somewhat disbelievingly, " "No way! General Jinwu was a founding general of the dynasty. Back then, he commanded 100,000 troops and swept through the Yuan army. He was already a great hero when I was little. How could he be as insignificant as you say?"

Lin Ziyan lovingly wiped the saliva from Qiao'er's lips, but she also said with some disbelief, "Qiao'er, you can't say such things. Even three-year-olds know the prestige of General Jinwu. He's the emperor's father-in-law. If your words reach the ears of the Empress, she'll definitely spank you."

Xu Ping thought to himself, "You really shouldn't disbelieve me. What wouldn't that shameless old rogue do? This little thing is nothing. What's so strange about it? But it seems Qiao'er is very resentful. I always order her around doing these kinds of things. Now that her grandfather knows about her reputation, even the purest little girl will be corrupted. Poor child."

Seeing that no one believed her, Qiao'er grew anxious and vividly recounted, "It's true! When I came back, there was a bunch of palace maids waiting to go into my room. That old man even said he'd give me medicine for several days in a row, and that he'd have to give me plenty of 'rain and dew,' saying that with so many virgins, he couldn't believe that not a few wouldn't be pregnant."

Such bold words naturally made Yao Lu, a virgin who had never experienced such things, blush. Even Lin Ziyan felt somewhat uncomfortable. Just as Qiao'er was about to continue explaining, a heavenly voice suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of sternness: "Insolence! How dare a mere maid speak ill of a founding general!"

Upon hearing this voice, all the women were startled. Turning around, they saw Qiao'er breaking out in a cold sweat. Who would have thought that so late, the Empress would actually leave the palace incognito? Everyone had been so engrossed in their discussions that they hadn't noticed her arrival at all.

Ji Xinyue stood by the corridor, her face frosty. She wore an elegant white dress, looking like a fairy untouched by worldly concerns. Even in casual clothes, her regal elegance was intimidating. A hint of anger flickered across her stunning face; her once beautiful eyes were now filled with a frightening coldness.

One fierce glare sent Qiao'er trembling. All three women were terrified. Lin Ziyan was the first to recover, quickly kneeling and bowing in a trembling voice, "Long live the Empress!" Yao Lu and Qiao'er then snapped out of their daze and also knelt down nervously.

Ji Xinyue's elegant and noble demeanor made them dare not look directly at her. She didn't tell the three women to rise, but instead gracefully walked to the pavilion and sat down. Her face was icy as she looked at Qiao'er, reprimanding her word by word: "What a bold maid! How dare you speak ill of high-ranking officials here, even daring to falsely accuse the Emperor's father-in-law! I've heard the rules of the Crown Prince's residence are lenient, but I never imagined they would be this lenient! A mere maid has the audacity! This is outrageous!"

"This servant…"

Qiao'er knelt on the ground, too frightened to even look up, trembling all over. She dared not argue now, and quickly said timidly…

"This servant knows her crime."

The other two women were also too frightened to breathe, especially Lin Ziyan. After hearing Zhu Lianchi's words last night, she knew that the Empress had a prejudice against her, so she dared not raise her head now, trembling nervously, wondering how Qiao'er would be punished. The little girl was also worried that Ji Xinyue would make trouble for her.

Although Ji Jingyue's face was icy, she couldn't hide the mischievous smile on her lips. She had been bored to death in the palace lately, being confined by her sister because of the chaos in the capital and unable to leave the palace. She had finally managed to sneak out when her father came, but upon returning to the General's Mansion, she discovered her father's lewd deeds. For some reason, she kept thinking about the free and happy time in the Crown Prince's Mansion, and coupled with a vague craving for this rogue nephew, she couldn't help but come here. Of course, given her quirky and playful personality, she wouldn't behave herself. As soon as she left the General's Mansion, she ran to the palace to find one of her sister's casual clothes to wear. Although she wasn't as voluptuous and charming as Ji Xinyue because she had given birth, she still managed to look convincing with her almost identical appearance, wearing an elegant long dress, and deliberately making her movements small and slow, and speaking in a low voice. She managed to fool everyone in the Crown Prince's Mansion.

"Hmph..."

Ji Jingyue chuckled, her mind drifting to Xu Ping, but her face remained furious as she coldly said, "Where's Ping'er? How did he raise his servants? I want to see if there's any discipline left in your household."

"Your Majesty, this servant..."

Qiao'er hurriedly raised her head, tears streaming down her face in her anxiety. Her pitiful appearance was heartbreaking to see. She sobbed softly, kowtowing and pleading, "It's all this servant's fault. It has nothing to do with the Crown Prince. This servant has a foul mouth and talked nonsense. This servant acted on her own initiative and spoke recklessly. Please punish me, Your Majesty..."

Xu Ping, listening from the side, felt a surge of emotion. This little devil was quite good; she knew to take the blame alone at a crucial moment. It was worth all the pampering he usually showed her. But had he been a little too indulgent?

"How dare you!"

Ji Jingyue felt she had gone a bit too far, but seeing Qiao'er cry for the first time was still quite novel. After all, Qiao'er had always been cheerful and playful; who had ever seen her so frightened? She continued sternly, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

"This servant wouldn't dare..."

Qiao'er lowered her head in fear, not daring to cry loudly, only pitiful sobs and trepidation remaining. Just as Ji Jingyue was enjoying herself, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. A pair of large hands silently grasped her breasts, a gentle squeeze bringing a tingling pleasure. The large hands, not content with this, tightly gripped and kneaded her breasts. Ji Jingyue's body trembled, and she immediately screamed in fright, instinctively waving her hand to strike behind her.

Xu Ping grinned lewdly, easily grabbing her small hand and licking it, making Ji Jingyue blush. Then, with a lewd smile, he said, "Auntie, next time you want to cheat or swindle, you'd better do your homework. Would someone as gentle and skilled as my mother hide throwing knives in her sleeve?" With that, he flicked his wrist, and several sharp throwing knives fell from Ji Jingyue's sleeve.

"You…"

Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, then, realizing she'd been tricked, immediately stood up, glaring angrily at Ji Jingyue, her teeth clenched and her face full of resentment. She was speechless with anger, her tears still wet on her face. The little devil was already plotting her revenge.

Ji Jingyue quickly waved her hands, explaining with an apologetic smile, "Don't be angry, I just wanted to tease you." Yao Lu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but because she wasn't very familiar with Ji Jingyue, she stood aside without daring to speak. However, her eyes held a hint of gentleness as she glanced at Xu Ping, whose masculine and cheerful appearance, especially his mischievous smile, was unforgettable.

Lin Ziyan then came to her senses, patting her chest as she stood up, and said coquettishly, "Really, how could you make such a joke? It really scared me to death!"

"Hehe, just bored!"

Ji Jingyue smiled apologetically, but suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She then remembered that her nephew's hand was still there, taking advantage of her. This scoundrel was continuing to grope her in front of the three women. Ji Jingyue's face flushed slightly, and she gritted her teeth, glaring at him. The long whip at her waist immediately whistled out.

"Damn it, not again."

Xu Ping nimbly dodged, the whip instantly snapping a large section of tree branches behind him. Xu Ping hurriedly retreated to the wall. He was joking; the injuries he sustained in Hebei hadn't healed yet, how could he dare take a single hit from her now? Although Miao Yin said the Battle Dragon Technique could heal injuries, he'd tried it last night and just now, and the effect was far too weak—almost no different from taking medicine, leaving Xu Ping extremely frustrated.

"You brat, you asked for it!"

Ji Jingyue shouted, her anger mixed with embarrassment, unleashing a graceful "Snake Spits Venom" strike. The whip seemed to come alive as it lashed out at Xu Ping, the sound of it tearing through the air chilling to the bone.

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping hurriedly dodged again, not daring to use his inner energy. He dodged in a very awkward manner, quickly retreating a few steps away. He said angrily, "Are you trying to murder me? My injuries haven't even healed yet, and you're already doing this to me. Do you have no humanity?"

"That's perfect!"

Ji Jingyue pulled on her whip, and thinking of how she had been humiliated in front of everyone, she sneered coldly, feeling both ashamed and angry... "I love taking advantage of your weakness to kill you."

"Shameless..."

Xu Ping looked at her with contempt and shouted, "If you have the guts, wait until I'm healed, then you can beat me however you want. It can be my room or yours, it doesn't matter. How about it? As long as the bed is big enough, you're all set. Do you have the guts?"

Yao Lu blushed, but she was also amused and exasperated by Xu Ping's utterly shameless behavior. Ji Jingyue originally wanted Xu Ping to say a few nice words and let it go, after all, she didn't dare to hurt this precious treasure of the Ming Dynasty. But when she heard Xu Ping's shameless words, she immediately lashed out with her whip and said angrily, "Forget it, this old lady will send you to be reincarnated right now!"

Ji Jingyue's whip lashed out, weaving a dense net with each strike. Xu Ping didn't dare to use his true energy at this moment. He couldn't take it after dodging for a while. When he saw the three dumbfounded women beside him, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he hurriedly hid behind Yao Lu.

Still dazed by the farce, Yao Lu suddenly felt a strong body pressed tightly against her back, one hand on her shoulder, while the other hand was groping her buttocks. Startled, she was about to scream when she heard an anxious voice accompanied by hot breath: "Still daydreaming? If you keep daydreaming, you'll be disfigured!"

Seeing the whip unstoppable as it lashed out at Yao Lu, Ji Jingyue was immediately terrified and cried out anxiously, "Dodge!" Xu Ping, of course, didn't forget to take advantage of her. As soon as Yao Lu came to her senses, her ear was licked a few times, sending a hot, wet sensation through her. But facing the whistling whip, she couldn't care less about shyness and quickly put her hands together to protect herself. Thin strands of silk instantly formed a net to block Ji Jingyue's fierce attack.

The whip struck its mark, then immediately bounced back. The women, unaware of Yao Lu's martial arts prowess, were startled. Ji Jingyue was particularly remorseful; why had she used such a weapon at such a short distance? Hadn't she just tied up this scoundrel and given him a beating?

Fortunately, Yao Lu reacted quickly, and the whip struck the thin silk without injuring her. However, Ji Jingyue's impulsive action had been forceful enough that Yao Lu felt a sudden ache in her hand and instinctively took a few steps back. She tripped, lost her balance, and fell backward with a scream.

Xu Ping, drooling, quickly grabbed her slender waist, pretending to lose his balance and fall with her. Although being a cushion was a little painful, holding such a warm and alluring body in his arms made the pain insignificant.

"Ah..."

Yao Lu felt that the large hand was going even further this time, kneading her buttocks forcefully and even reaching between her legs. Startled, she hurriedly pushed Xu Ping away, her face flushed with embarrassment, and jumped to the side.

Lin Ziyan gave her an ambiguous smile. Although Yao Lu had been taken advantage of, there was no shame or anger on her face. Instead, she showed the shyness and panic of a young girl in love. Judging from this, this little sister could not escape her master's clutches either. Qiao'er was still angry with Ji Jingyue. She was used to Xu Ping's lecherous behavior. Her cute eyes were still staring at Ji Jingyue, wiping away her tears unwillingly. It was clear that she was thinking about how to get revenge.

Seeing Xu Ping still taking advantage of her, right in front of her, Ji Jingyue felt a surge of jealousy. Adding fuel to the fire, she showed no mercy. Pulling back her whip, she gritted her teeth and said, "Get out of my way! Today I'm going to act on behalf of Heaven and personally kill this scourge of humanity!"

"Damn it, who have I scourged?"

Xu Ping, seeing her furious expression, immediately stood up and hid behind a pillar, shouting defiantly, "Besides, I haven't scourged you! When you come here with your big belly, you can kill or torture me as you please! With your slender waist, don't you feel ashamed saying that?"

"Disgusting!"

Ji Jingyue spat fiercely, and just as she was about to raise her whip, she saw a maid rushing over anxiously. After weighing the options, she knew that if her sister found out she had embarrassed her rogue nephew in front of the servants, she would be in big trouble. She stopped, but her eyes remained fierce as she glared at Xu Ping, her hand gripping the whip tightly, ready to strike at any moment!

"Master!"

A maid rushed over, panting. She stared at the messy pavilion for a long time before anxiously saying, "Sun Zhengong is back. He says he has important business to discuss with you."

"Clean this up."

Xu Ping, upon hearing this, also stopped playing around. He blew a kiss to his aunt and quickly ran to the front hall. Ji Jingyue cursed angrily, but the maid seemed unfazed by the scene and immediately and attentively instructed several of her female companions to start cleaning up the scattered branches and leaves.

In the main hall, Sun Zhengnong stood respectfully in the middle, his scholar's robe still covered in dust. His recent travels had made him noticeably thinner, but he looked much better than his initial beggar-like appearance. He was clean and tidy, and perhaps because he had finally found a place to use his skills, the old man looked radiant and even younger, his eyes sharper than before.

"Come, sit,"

Xu Ping said, ordering a maid to serve tea and gesturing for him to sit. After looking him up and down, he smiled and said, "It seems things in Yunnan are better than in the capital. You look much better. You weren't using business as an excuse to enjoy yourself there, were you?" "

Thanks to Your Highness!"

Sun Zhengnong smiled and bowed, then slowly said, "My lord, regarding the matter in Yunnan, please forgive this servant for acting first and reporting later, and also for the grave offense of deceiving the emperor." "

What is it? Speak,"

Xu Ping said, unconcerned. Compared to Hong Shun's arrogance, Sun Zhengnong's actions, though extreme, were more prudent and effective, unlikely to cause any trouble.

"Let me share some good news first!"

Sun Zhengnong smiled smugly and said, "This time, I predicted that Zhang Yulong was feigning illness in the capital in an attempt to escape. Once Ji Long rebelled, he would be eager to return to Yunnan to gather troops. Two months ago, I laid an ambush at the Yellow River and successfully captured this traitor. Lin Wei is currently escorting him to the capital."

"Excellent! A great achievement!"

Xu Ping exclaimed with delight, slapping his thigh in celebration. This was truly good news. As long as Zhang Yulong couldn't escape, and there was no one to rebel in Yunnan, the court could focus its efforts on the north, slowly wearing Ji Long down.

Sun Zhengnong, beaming, chuckled and said, "However, Zhang Yulong's younger brother, Zhang Yuhe, has raised an army on his brother's behalf and has already performed the inauguration ceremony. When I set off, he had already amassed a formidable force of over ten thousand soldiers."

"Damn it!"

Xu Ping, before he could even finish his celebration, immediately cursed angrily, "What's the use of capturing him? Aren't you just asking for trouble?!" "This

is also the fault of this servant." Sun Zhengnong suddenly stepped to the center, knelt on the ground, and said sternly, "This sinful subject, Sun Zhengnong, in his commoner status, falsely conveyed His Majesty's decree. This is a crime of deceiving the Emperor. According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, I shall be executed by being cut in half at the waist in the marketplace."

"Damn it, stop acting!"

Xu Ping cursed angrily, his face darkening. "If you have something to say, at least say it coherently. Do you feel comfortable babbling on and on? If you keep teasing me, I'll castrate you and send you to the palace to be an official for a while."

Sun Zhengnong felt a chill in his groin and quickly smiled sheepishly, saying with a hint of cunning, "This servant first used the Crown Prince's ultimatum to persuade some officials to surrender. Even so, Zhang Yuhe's rebellious intentions did not diminish. Although he had no supplies, he insisted on raising an army. With his 17,000 troops, he began to harass the people in various places, allowing his soldiers to plunder grain to gather supplies for the uprising. The people of Yunnan are fierce and the various tribes in the mountains dare not speak out. This servant also falsely issued an imperial edict that if anyone plunders grain again, the people can kill them. The tribes are still worried. This servant then issued another edict that for every rebel soldier who is executed and who brings his head, he will be exempt from taxes for ten years."

"And then?"

Xu Ping's eyes widened. This Sun Zhengnong was incredibly audacious, daring to fabricate imperial edicts so casually. If the Ministry of Rites found out, they'd surely take his head.

Sun Zhengnong smiled somewhat sheepishly, but said with great pride, "The Miao and Zhuang ethnic groups are naturally fierce, so they hunted down the rebels who were lone and stealing grain like wolves and tigers. More than ten thousand rebels were wiped out, not even the families of the rebel officials or distant relatives were spared. This servant collected more than 26,000 heads, and the soldiers who counted them are still too frightened to eat. The court destroyed the rebels without a fight, but the various ethnic groups suffered heavy casualties, and with the public outcry rising, there were bound to be some complaints. This servant had no choice but to exempt the various ethnic groups from taxes for ten years to appease them."

"Damn!"

Xu Ping was truly at a loss for words, unsure whether to praise him or scold him. This guy was too ruthless! Wasn't this fighting fire with fire? While your officers and soldiers rebelled, he incited those busybodies to rebel. I bet Zhang Yulong never imagined that his meticulously planned scheme of so many years would be completely ruined by this unorthodox guy, Sun Zhengnong. This guy's audacity is truly astounding.

Sun Zhengnong knelt and kowtowed solemnly, saying, "The crime of deceiving the emperor was entirely my doing. I voluntarily submit to the law. Please, Your Highness, escort me to the Golden Hall. I am willing to be executed to show the world my crimes."

Xu Ping spat out a mouthful of tea, angrily grabbing a banana from the plate and throwing it at him. He laughed and cursed, "You old bastard, stop acting with me! If you have the guts to submit to the law, go cry at the palace gate yourself. We've already collected your corpse! Damn it, you clearly just want a reward, what's with this talk of execution? Get out of here!"

"Hehe."

Sun Zhengnong stood up with a smile on his face. Indeed, there was no trace of the heroic spirit of someone about to die. It seemed he had already expected Xu Ping wouldn't care about such trivial matters. He tentatively asked, "Master, could you perhaps ask His Majesty to issue a supplementary imperial edict...?"

"Damn it, do you think I have the imperial seal?!"

Xu Ping cursed angrily. "You think you can just mend it like that? You'd mend clothes! You can just cover it with any piece of paper, right? You really don't respect imperial edicts at all!"

"This servant is ignorant," Sun Zhengnong smiled even more broadly, it seemed the follow-up was going smoothly.

"You old bastard!"

Xu Ping muttered a few words, thinking it over. This shouldn't be too difficult, but his father's stingy nature would drive him crazy if so many taxes were suddenly waived. He'd probably have to pay up. The thought of spending money made Xu Ping's heart ache.

Sun Zhengnong stayed quietly to the side, not daring to utter a sound. When he saw a wicked smile appear on Xu Ping's face, the clever man felt a sudden chill. Oh no! He might escape death, but punishment was inevitable.

"Zhang Hu!"

Xu Ping sneered at him and shouted towards the door.

"Your subordinate is here!"

Zhang Hu strode in, his spirits much better recently. His reply was full of energy, no longer showing the dejection of being dismissed from his post. He wasn't greedy for fame or fortune; now he was enjoying a carefree life, free from worldly entanglements, and his martial arts skills were even improving.

Xu Ping chuckled a few times, then immediately put on a serious face and said solemnly, "Sun Zhengnong has rendered meritorious service in suppressing the Yunnan rebellion. The Ministry of Personnel will discuss and reward him accordingly. Considering his arduous journey and impoverished circumstances, and the fact that he has no place to stay in the capital, I, the Crown Prince, hereby order you to take him to Piaoxiang Tower for a night of pleasure. I will bestow upon him three virgins and two aphrodisiac pills. You must treat him well."

Sun Zhengnong's face turned pale upon hearing this. A normal man would have his eyes light up and shout with delight upon hearing this, but he was already this old, to put it bluntly, with one foot in the grave. He had long since lost the energy and interest in matters of love and sex. How could his thin, old bones withstand the torment of three young women? With such high blood pressure, he could easily die of a stroke. This was practically torture in disguise.

Xu Ping squinted and sneered, "What, do you want to disobey orders?"

"This servant wouldn't dare."

Sun Zhengnong was sweating profusely, his face contorted in pain, his voice trembling with tears. "This servant dares not take credit for himself. The success of this matter is all thanks to Commander Lin's proper handling of the affairs. This servant would never dare to take credit for someone else's work. The Crown Prince's generous reward should rightfully be received by him." "

Get out!"

Xu Ping glared at him fiercely and shouted to the maid, "Bring me the medicine. I want him to swallow it right in front of me!"

The maid blushed and placed two small, fragrant pills in front of Sun Zhengnong on a tray. Seeing his old face contorted in pain, Zhang Hu couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle. This Sun Zhengnong, being from outside the capital, was completely unaware of the situation. His master was easy to talk to about everything, but once money and women were involved, he would turn on them without hesitation. Like father, like son. Although His Majesty is the most powerful man in the land, he is also a calculating person. To save your old life, I wonder how Master will bargain with the Emperor. Of course, Master will be unhappy.

Sun Zhengnong's face turned red. He thanked the Emperor with a bitter smile, picked up the pill, and swallowed it awkwardly, frowning as if he had taken poison instead of an aphrodisiac. Zhang Hu watched from the side and chuckled. After bowing, he quickly led him to a brothel.

"Haha!"

As soon as they stepped out, Xu Ping couldn't help but burst into laughter. It was just a matter of a fake imperial edict, yet the Yunnan rebellion was easily resolved. This Sun Zhengnong is really bold. He relieved the crisis in one region so easily. He's really amazing! Xu Ping couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his laughter had a lewdness that made people's buttocks tighten. The sound echoed throughout the front hall of the Crown Prince's residence, giving everyone who heard it goosebumps.

"Master, what are you enjoying?"

At this time, Lin Ziyan walked over, looked at Xu Ping with a dimple-like smile, and said affectionately: "You haven't eaten much all day, so you should eat some." "

What, you want to take away Xiaomi's job?"

Xu Ping said casually as a joke, but lonelyly found that he was really used to Xiaomi's meticulous service. He didn't know what happened to this cute little girl. Maybe she was still crying because her relatives were about to die. With a bit of ambiguity on her face, Lin Ziyan said with a sweet smile: "Miss Ji said she was hungry and asked the kitchen to prepare some blind food. She asked you to go over and watch her eat, and she would beat you up."

When Xu Ping heard this, his heart warmed up. No matter how hot her son is, she still cares about herself. Although she says this very stubbornly, she still feels sorry for herself that she hasn't eaten for a day. Such thoughtfulness and tenderness, what else can she get in return besides working harder physically?

Along the way, he and Lin Ziyan were all lovey-dovey. Even before reaching the garden, the beautiful woman was already blushing with shyness! Although she was overjoyed by his sweet words, she was also embarrassed by Xu Ping's lewd remarks. Her shyness, like that of a young girl in love, was truly pitiful, making one want to take her straight to the room and make love to her, to thoroughly enjoy her alluring breasts.

In the garden, Ji Jingyue had already changed into her favorite short and tight-fitting outfit, which accentuated her graceful curves beautifully. At this moment, her spirited and energetic appearance was the true charm of a fiery aunt. A beautifully laid-out meal was laid out on the table, along with Xu Ping's bowl and chopsticks. But seeing the two so intimately acquainted, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, saying irritably, "You rascal, who told you to come?"

"Guess!"

Xu Ping chuckled, then immediately filled his bowl with a large bowl of the milky-white broth in the center. Taking a small sip, a fragrant aroma of Chinese medicine wafted out; it was indeed refreshing and delicious. He had been drinking medicine and taking medicinal baths recently to treat his injuries, and surprisingly, he felt no aversion to this broth—truly strange.

Lin Ziyan, now acting as a maid, stood obediently to the side, serving Xu Ping and Ji Jingyue their meal, carefully handing them chopsticks and pouring tea. Xu Ping couldn't see Yao Lu anywhere and asked in confusion, "Where's Yao Lu? Where did she go so late?"

"She's not one of yours, what's it to you?"

Ji Jingyue glared at him fiercely. Xu Ping explained that Yao Lu was a subordinate disguised as a maid, secretly protecting them. The imperial family was full of all sorts of people, so no one would doubt this excuse.

After being enlightened by his maternal grandfather, Xu Ping calmed down and realized he was really hungry. He wolfed down his food, finding it quite delicious despite its blandness. He noticed that his aunt only took a few bites and then stopped eating. He understood that she didn't really want to eat, but was just using this as an excuse to persuade him to eat. He felt a surge of emotion, even though her tone was always harsh. She still cared about him.

"Where's Qiao'er?"

Lin Ziyan was used to seeing Qiao'er's adorable eating at this time. Since her daughter entered the palace, she had transferred her maternal love to the little girl and immediately asked with concern.

Ji Jingyue couldn't help but chuckle, saying smugly, "She's sulking about me. She went back to her room and is probably scolding me right now. This little girl is fearless, but I didn't expect her to be so afraid of my sister. How embarrassing."

Xu Ping ate without looking up, watching his aunt's smug face, thinking to himself, "How dare you say that about her? Aren't you as meek as a lamb in front of your mother?

" "Is that so?"

Lin Ziyan's face showed concern and worry, clearly worried that the little girl might do something rash. Ji Jingyue glared at Xu Ping a few times, then suddenly stretched and said, "Alright, it's so late, I'm going to sleep too. Which room does Lianchi live in? I'll go find her."

"Princess Changxiao lives in the back!"

Lin Ziyan quickly found a maid to lead the way, adding timidly, "She seemed a little listless today and went to bed early. Perhaps you could try looking for her another day."

"It's alright."

Ji Jingyue waved her hand with a smile, saying with a mischievous grin, "She's been acting all mysterious lately, I wonder what she's up to. This is a good opportunity for me to interrogate her and see if she has anything interesting to say."

Seeing her turn and walk away, leaving him only with her graceful back view, Xu Ping couldn't help but call out lewdly, "Dear Auntie, remember to leave the door open for me later! I'm going to enjoy some family time tonight!"

"Get out!"

With a sharp, angry shout, accompanied by a whooshing sound, Xu Ping quickly dodged to the side. He then saw two small throwing knives embedded in the chair, aimed directly at his buttocks. "My aunt really has the nerve! Doesn't she worry about causing rectal prolapse?" Xu Ping stuck out his tongue, pulled the knives out, and continued eating.

Lin Ziyan stood to the side, her face radiating a gentle, considerate charm. Her beautiful, watery eyes were already filled with arousing desire. With such a stunning beauty beside him, Xu Ping couldn't resist. He pulled her into his arms and teased her all over, sometimes touching her breasts through her clothes, sometimes kissing her lips, making his beautiful mother-in-law pant heavily. The maids passing by made her anxious, and she kept softly refusing Xu Ping's attempts to undress her. With

such a beauty before him, what man wouldn't be burning with lust? Xu Ping immediately grabbed her hand and headed towards the bedroom, his mind filled with his beautiful mother-in-law's shy and charming face and her swaying breasts. He completely forgot that Liu Ziyi was still in the room!

When they reached the door, Xu Ping slapped his forehead and shouted that Liu Ziyi was still resting inside. Although she was so docile that she would never object to a threesome, it was still a bit inappropriate to suddenly have a threesome after their previous intimate encounter. Moreover, he had just conquered Lin Ziyan last night, and immediately proposing a threesome might be a bit too much for her to handle.

Just as he was feeling uneasy, a group of maids, blushing and panting, came over carrying hot water. Upon seeing the two of them, they immediately said respectfully that the hot water for bathing would be ready soon. Liu Ziyi had just finished changing and left, saying before leaving that she was too busy to serve him in bed and asked for his forgiveness.

Xu Ping knew immediately that she knew he would have someone else with him that night, which was why she considerately left. Thinking of this, Xu Ping felt a little guilty. He and Liu Ziyi had been in love for so long, but he had never even let her stay at his mansion for a night, let alone given her a decent token of their love. Meanwhile, she had been helping him silently, working herself to the bone every night, all for a simple word of praise from him. This deep affection was truly touching, and he didn't know how to repay her.

Seeing Xu Ping lost in thought, Lin Ziyan slowly shook her hand and timidly asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Xu Ping snapped out of his reverie, looking at the beauty in his arms, and couldn't help but lewdly smile. He pinched her full, round buttocks while saying with a smile, "I was thinking about what position we should use for sex tonight, and how many times we should do it. I'm just worried you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"You're so naughty,"

Lin Ziyan said shyly, lowering her head. The feeling of being in love made her as charming as a young girl in love, and the pleasure of sex made her even more youthful and alluring. Her captivating charm quickly aroused Xu Ping.

Once inside the room, a young maidservant waited outside, blushing. Lin Ziyan gently undressed Xu Ping. Even though they had already been intimate, looking at his handsome face and strong muscles still made her heart race. After Xu Ping entered the bathtub, Lin Ziyan was initially hesitant, but remembering Zhu Lianchi's words from the previous night, she gritted her teeth, blushing, and removed all her coverings, revealing her perfectly mature body and Xu Ping's favorite pair of large breasts.

Xu Ping immediately became aroused, and before Lin Ziyan could even finish washing him, she was rendered powerless and half-heartedly pulled into the tub to play together. Xu Ping fondled her breasts with great affection, while also nibbling at her delicate skin, holding the beautiful woman tightly in his arms.

Lin Ziyan, because of the previous night's passionate encounter, was even more charming and alluring now, her pretty face flushed with a captivating passion, her small mouth slightly open, exhaling wisps of hot breath, exuding an indescribable charm, already overflowing with lust, so sexy it was maddening.

Taking advantage of the moment, Xu Ping stood up, held her head, and brought his manhood to her lips. Lin Ziyan's eyes were glazed, and she immediately opened her small mouth and took it in, licking it with relish, thoroughly servicing this coveted member. She even instinctively began licking Xu Ping's testicles.

Xu Ping sighed with pleasure, watching her beautiful face diligently performing oral sex on him, her sexy little mouth tightly holding his manhood. He was immediately aroused, his body burning with desire. He pulled her out, panting heavily, and before she could dry herself, he made her hold onto the edge of the tub, her buttocks raised towards him.

Lin Ziyan's face was flushed with embarrassment, her eyes filled with tender passion. Even though she was shy, she obediently assumed the position her lover desired. Xu Ping couldn't resist slapping her snow-white buttocks, each slap eliciting a beautiful moan from her, until her climax was filled with desire. Only then did he guide her waist and penetrate her alluring body.

Lin Ziyan sighed contentedly, her legs trembling. Despite the pleasure of intercourse the previous night, she was still amazed by her lover's size. Soon after, her high-pitched moans echoed in the room from Xu Ping's powerful thrusts.

The two wriggled in a doggy-style position for a while, Lin Ziyan, drenched in sweat, barely breathing as she experienced two orgasms. Xu Ping lovingly carried her to bed, his hands continuing to caress her sensitive spots and fondle her alluring breasts.

After a long while, Lin Ziyan regained her strength, rolled over, and pinned Xu Ping down. Her eyes, filled with passionate teasing, gazed at him tenderly before lowering her head. For the first time, she tried kissing him from his chest down to his groin, her small tongue awkwardly licking. Knowing Xu Ping's fondness for her breasts, she used her large breasts to clamp his penis, moving it up and down, her small tongue diligently licking the glans.

Xu Ping enjoyed himself comfortably for a while, watching his beautiful mother-in-law serve him obsequiously. Although it was raw, it felt incredibly good. He couldn't help but pull her up and invade her body again in a position of sitting on her lap and swallowing his rod!

"Good, Master...it feels so good...this servant is going to die..."

"Come...coming, you...faster, faster..."

Lin Ziyan's fair skin turned rosy, her tender body covered with playful beads of sweat. She had been pampered by Xu Ping in different positions for most of the night, and she had long since lost count of how many orgasms she had had. She only knew that each one was so intense, so intense that it was suffocating.

As the sixth climax subsided, Lin Ziyan was too weak to even lift a finger. Xu Ping, however, continued his tireless thrusting on her. Suddenly, a numbness shot through his waist, and he felt himself about to ejaculate. His eyes reddened, and he thrust into her hard, roaring almost maniacally, "I want you to have a child, a little sister for Xiaoxue..."

Lin Ziyan trembled, unexpectedly aroused by Xu Ping's absurd words, and cried out along with him, "Master... this servant wants... wants to bear your dragon seed... to be sisters with Xiaoxue... and together... to serve you... our mother and daughter... to serve you..."

Xu Ping felt his brain churning. Amidst her maddening cries, his mind went blank, all his energy focused on her mature womb. Lin Ziyan also cried out, her womb gushing hot love fluid once more. Her vagina writhed as she experienced her most intense climax, the stimulation causing her eyes to roll back and her to faint in bliss.

Xu Ping's body went limp, feeling the powerful contractions of her vagina. Holding her mature body, he breathed heavily, his mind starting to fantasize about placing her and Cheng Ningxue together on the bed, both of them with their ample breasts servicing him. He believed that would be an absolute paradise that would drive him mad...

Lin Ziyan was also overwhelmed by the orgasm, unable to think clearly. Licking her dry lips, she could hardly believe that such a wonderful affair existed in the world. Semen was gushing from her vagina, and the beautiful mother-in-law even began to fantasize about whether she would give her lover a child...

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