Orchid fingers slender 1-3

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Chapter 1: Origin In

the fifth year of the Yan Jianyuan era, a strange wind swept through the capital, whipping up clouds of yellow sand, creating a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse. A
fortune teller said: Sirius is moving strangely, directly approaching the Purple Star. The dimming of the imperial star caused panic in the court and sparked
heated discussions in the streets and alleys: Could it be that the remnants of the previous dynasty are about to make a comeback? Or is the one in the north disregarding the Crown Prince's wedding and about to march
south?

However, this commotion did not affect the tranquility of the Prime Minister's residence. Prime Minister Dugu was very strict in his rule, and with Miss Dugu
about to become the Crown Princess, the servants came and went in a hurry, with little interaction among them.

Dugu Xue sat quietly in the pavilion, layers of light gauze blocking out the annoying yellow sand, but the book lay quietly on
the table , untouched for a long time. Suddenly, someone outside shouted, "The imperial edict has arrived!"

Dugu Xue raised her head, glanced at Ye'er indifferently, and Ye'er quickly bowed and ran towards the door.

Not long after, Ye'er returned with the head maidservant from the Madam's side. As soon as the head maidservant saw the young lady, she
bowed and forced a smile, "Congratulations, young lady! His Majesty invites you to Huguo Temple
for ten days of quiet meditation, after which you will be married to His Highness the Crown Prince on a chosen date!"

Dugu Xue glanced at the maidservant and said indifferently, "Thank you for your hard work, maidservant."

Hua'er quickly took out a small bag of loose silver from her sleeve and handed it to the head maidservant.

The old woman thanked her repeatedly and took her leave. She hurried to a secluded spot before daring to wipe her sweat with a handkerchief. She thought to herself: "
Miss used to be stern and unsmiling, but now she carries an air of authority. Just now,
a single frightened me so much I dared not utter a word, my face covered in sweat. But His Highness the Crown Prince is notorious for his womanizing;
I wonder how much this beautiful girl will weep.

" Dugu Xue stood up in the pavilion, gazing at the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard, a slight smile playing on her lips: "
Huguo Temple , very good..."

*** *** *** ***

Because of the unusual celestial phenomenon, it got dark exceptionally early. The madam of Yihongju stood at the gate, staring wide-eyed
ahead. Even her heavy makeup couldn't hide the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. After all, time waits for no one; what good is beauty
now She recalled her days as the top courtesan, her place bustling with customers, spending money like water. Now, business was far worse, and
she couldn't even rank among the top brothels in the entire capital.

But perhaps it was because of his excessive prayers to Buddha, but Guanyin Bodhisattva showed mercy, and a gentle maiden descended from heaven. I still
remember the day the maiden gracefully arrived; though she wore a veil, her figure and bearing truly resembled
a fairy stepping out of a painting.

Rou Rou made only three requests: first, to hold a courtesan competition; second, to perform while wearing a veil for a month, only receiving three guests
each day , with each guest playing only one game of chess; if someone won, they would offer themselves in marriage, and the loser would receive
a hundred gold pieces per game; third, if no one won after a month, a virginity-breaking ceremony would be held, with the highest bidder winning.

The courtesan competition was held at Yihongju. That day, the garden was a magnificent sight, filled with many beautifully dressed women.
But as soon as Rou Rou removed her veil, all the women held their breath. This beauty simply used a wooden hairpin to tie up her hair, without any makeup
, yet she made all the other beauties pale in comparison, becoming the undisputed courtesan of the capital.

The crowds that had come from far and wide nearly broke down the doors of Yihongju, but all who came with high hopes left
disappointed , for Rou Rou's chess skills were unmatched. Thus, Rou Rou's first sexual experience was a massive success, with every
seat filled and no room to stand, as everyone wanted a glimpse of the legendary beauty.

But why was the madam, instead of entertaining guests inside, craning her neck to wait?

Naturally, she was waiting for a distinguished guest—the Crown Prince, Murong Ye. Murong
Ye's reputation for womanizing was known throughout the city, and he certainly wouldn't miss this brothel extravaganza.

Finally, as dusk approached, a procession approached from afar, their horses' hooves wrapped in cloth. Moving silently in the quiet
night, they made no sound whatsoever. The Crown Prince's reputation for strict military discipline was indeed well-deserved. Leading the procession was a black horse,
its coat glossy and its expression arrogant—the Crown Prince's prized Qingfeng.

When Qingfeng arrived before the madam, the man leaped down from his horse. His face was obscured by a mask,
but his imposing figure and commanding presence, typical of someone accustomed to high office, were undeniable.

The madam quickly bowed and greeted him, "Greetings, Your Highness." The prince

ignored her and strode forward. The madam hurriedly led the way, guiding him to a
private room .

Once the guests were seated, the deflowering ceremony officially began.

Suddenly, all the candles in the hall went out, leaving only a single, dim light on the stage. A beautiful woman in white walked in from
behind , her figure graceful and elegant, her gait the most fashionable "flying swallow" step of the previous dynasty, captivating everyone's attention
.

Rou Rou, still wearing her veil, bowed to the crowd, "Rou Rou greets all the gentlemen."

She walked to the zither, gently strummed a few notes, and sang a familiar folk song: "Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, how lush the
lotus are, fish play among the lotus leaves." Fish frolic among the lotus leaves to the east, fish frolic among the lotus leaves to the west, fish frolic among the lotus leaves to the south, fish frolic among the lotus leaves to the north.

As the music ended, the crowd below erupted in cheers and praise: "This music should only exist in heaven; how often can it be heard on earth?"

But upstairs in the elegant seating area, all was deathly silent. The prince's page, Xiao Lizi, watched his master
transform from a languid figure into a prim and proper man, emanating a terrifying aura, like
the feeling .

At this moment, the young lady Rou Rou had already left. The madam went up on stage, saying some celebratory words, even
shedding a few tears to express her reluctance to part with her daughter. After wiping them away, she announced the starting price of one thousand gold pieces, the highest bidder winning.

Those who couldn't bid were filled with disappointment, seemingly hopeless of ever meeting the beauty; those who could bid were overjoyed,
as if the beauty was within their grasp, and they could taste her sweetness.

"Ten thousand gold pieces!" Suddenly, these words came from upstairs, and downstairs fell silent. Neither money nor
the prince's accumulated power dared anyone to bid further.

Guided by a maid, the Crown Prince arrived at Rou Rou's boudoir. Rou Rou sat on the bed, a chessboard and
pieces on the table. Upon

seeing the Crown Prince enter, Rou Rou bowed and said, "Rou Rou greets Your Highness."

"No need!" the Crown Prince said softly. Xiao Lizi quickly closed the door from the outside.

"Rou Rou is not skilled, but would like to play a game of chess with Your Highness."

"Very well."

"A guest from afar, Your Highness, please take the black piece and move first."

The Crown Prince, without any hesitation, placed his black piece in the center, and Rou Rou immediately followed with a white piece.

The two exchanged moves, the Crown Prince charging forward, Rou Rou defending firmly. Just when the Crown Prince seemed on the verge of defeat, a sudden
inspiration struck him. He abandoned the central territory and set up camp in the Zhou territory, leading to a stalemate.

In the final calculation, Rou Rou had lost by half a piece. The Crown Prince, no longer willing to wait, abruptly lifted his veil
and gasped. It was so similar! If it weren't for the vast difference in their strategic approach, for a moment he would have truly believed that
the person he longed for was right before him. But those eyes… those eyes lacked even a fraction of the other's clarity.

Taking advantage of the Crown Prince's momentary distraction, Rou Rou offered her fragrant lips, but he turned his head away, kissing her forehead instead.
His other hand however, roamed downwards, kneading her breasts through her clothes before roughly tearing them apart, rubbing her already
erect nipples. His other hand searched for her lush pubic hair.

Rou Rou, her eyes filled with seductive allure, said, "Your Highness, Your Highness…you're making me feel so good…"

Suddenly, she felt the man's coldness; he said indifferently, "Call me Senior Brother."

Rou Rou could only suppress her seductive charm, her brows furrowing slightly as she said, "Senior Brother, you're hurting me!"

These words ignited all of the Crown Prince's passion. The Crown Prince lifted Rou Rou up in his arms…

*** *** *** ***

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Study within the inner palace, the Emperor stared blankly at a sketch on the table. It was a very simple
portrait, yet with just a few strokes, it depicted the form of a beautiful woman, breathtakingly beautiful, truly the legendary beauty that could make
fish sink and geese fall from the sky, and the moon hide its face in shame.

A eunuch outside respectfully announced, "Your Majesty, Commander Xiong requests an audience."

After a long pause, a voice from inside said, "Summon him!"

The Emperor put the portrait of the beauty into a book of poems, and Commander Xiong arrived. "Your Majesty, I pay my respects and wish you a
long life! Long live the Emperor

! Long live the Emperor!" "You may

rise, my lord." "Thank you, Your Majesty." Commander Xiong paused, carefully considering his words before reporting, "Your Majesty, I have investigated according to new leads,
but still have no trace of Princess Lan. Princess Lan is the last disciple of Master Mo Yin, a master strategist.
She has worked diligently , remaining hidden. Whenever new clues appear, by the time I investigate, she has already wiped them all away,
leaving no trace. However, according to all indications, Princess Lan's attack will likely occur within the next month or two. Please be careful, Your Majesty.
Furthermore…"

"Speak freely, my dear minister."

Commander Xiong knelt on the ground with a thud: "Your Majesty, I deserve death! I dare not speak ill of the Crown Prince, but every time the Crown
Prince sees me, he inquires about Princess Lan's whereabouts. The whole world knows that the Crown Prince is infatuated with Princess Lan. When Princess Lan comes, the Crown Prince will surely
hand over the throne. Your Majesty..."

"Shut up! Ye'er has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood. He was taken as the first disciple by Master Mo Yin and received his meticulous
instruction . His swordsmanship goes without saying. He has never been defeated in battle. Among my sons, he is the most
outstanding in both civil and military affairs. You don't need to say anything more. My mind is made up. He is the only choice for Crown Prince."

*** *** *** ***

Inside Yi Hong Residence, the red candles burned continuously, and the person in the tent was also on the verge of tears. However, the man who was entangled in her body
was extremely perceptive . Even if there was the slightest hint of coquetry on her face, her body would immediately turn cold. So Rou Rou endured the pain of deflowering
, biting her lip desperately, unaware that she had already bled. The faint taste of blood deeply stimulated the man,
making him work even harder. The poor woman had lost count of how many times she had climaxed, but the man remained
tireless changing positions repeatedly.

Finally, the man ejaculated profusely, and the woman couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Suddenly, the man grabbed
the woman's neck: "Who are you?"

The woman stared at the man's mask, unable to see through the expression behind it, only understanding the deep
disgust . She tried to lower her voice and said softly, "Senior brother, you're hurting me."

"Shut up, the act is over. This prince has little patience. Now you should tell the truth, right?"

"This servant truly doesn't know what the prince is talking about."

"Very well, go back and tell your mistress to give me an explanation. Is this how you repay my years of longing with
a substitute?"

Then he shouted, "Little Li Zi."

Xiao Lizi hurriedly pushed open the door and entered, not daring to peek into the tent, to help the Crown Prince change his clothes.

Once dressed, the Crown Prince pushed open the door and saw the madam who had come upon hearing the commotion. He said sternly, "Rou Rou is mine from now on
. Ask Xiao Lizi for whatever silver you want."

The night was deep, yet many remained awake. In a corner of the capital, Rou Rou knelt on the ground, quietly waiting for someone.

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