The Secret History of Palace Funerals in the Qing Dynasty

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The Secret History of Palace Funerals in the Qing Dynasty:

Consort Ru was the first to be buried alive with the emperor. According to custom, after being cleansed, all clothing had to be removed. Consort Ru stood naked and solemnly on a bench. Whether it was the cool late summer weather or the fear of facing the unknown journey to death, Consort Ru's body trembled slightly.

The eunuch Xiao Fu, who was on duty, looked at Consort Ru's slender and shapely figure and couldn't help but sigh. Consort Ru was of a tall and thin build. She entered the palace at the young age of twelve, and unexpectedly, her mistress died less than a year later. Originally, it wasn't her turn to be buried alive, but Master Zhang, who was in charge of the ceremony, said, "Since the mistress died in her prime, we must find an untouched virgin to be buried with her." With just this one sentence, Consort Ru was sent to her death. Serving one's master is a matter of course, but such a beautiful child... it's a pity.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fuzi glanced at Consort Ru again. Her clear, bright eyes, delicate nose, and soft, warm lips that anyone would want to kiss—below her snow-white neck were a pair of slightly protruding breasts, their pink, bean-sized nipples like tiny pieces of dough, trembling gently. Her slender waist was incredibly smooth, with a shallow navel. Below her flat abdomen was a smooth, hairless vulva, a delicate white slit running through the middle. Below her shapely, slender thighs were long, smooth calves. No matter how you looked at her, she was a captivating beauty, like a lotus emerging from water.

"Consort Ru, the Empress Dowager has instructed that your family will treat you with kindness. The time has come; please depart in peace."
"Thank you. Do it quickly."

Xiao Fuzi tied the white silk around Consort Ru's neck, making a slipknot, and said, "I'm sorry, Consort!"
Then she pulled the chair away, leaving Consort Ru hanging stiffly from the beam. At first, she didn't struggle much, only her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, her face flushed. As she ran out of breath, Consort Ru's tightly bound legs began to kick and flex incessantly, her hands bound behind her back twisting and turning. Her whole body thrashed about like a fish just pulled from a hook, emitting painful groans. Her slender body writhed dramatically around her waist, hanging precariously on the white silk. The guards watching the execution were aroused, feeling their penises relax and hot semen spray into their trousers. No wonder some say hanging is the sexiest way to die.
About fifteen minutes later, the vigorous twisting and kicking gradually subsided. Her hands and feet began to cramp, then her whole body stiffened and convulsed. Saliva dripped from her chin, her tongue lolled out slightly, and a "crackling" sound came from deep in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, and after kicking dozens of times, her body began to tremble involuntarily. This was the most painful stage; her body shook uncontrollably as if electrocuted, her small, round breasts heaving up and down and side to side. Even the insteps arched violently, trying to find the unreachable ground.

Her tongue was twisted out long, her eyes rolled back so far that the pupils were no longer visible, and she kept making indistinct "oohs" sounds. Her whole body twisted violently, her hands twitched incessantly, her slightly protruding breasts heaving violently and futilely, trying to keep breathing. Her two long, sexy legs kicked wildly in the air almost desperately, trying to step on something.

To prevent Consort Ru from kicking wildly, her legs were tightly bound together. Now, her legs were pressed tightly together, and she kicked and thrashed like a shrimp. Her labia were quite prominent, and between the two plump, fleshy lips protruded a swollen, bright red clitoris. An unknown, sticky fluid seeped from her vulva in spurts. Her kicks became intermittent, her slippery body tense and trembling. Her slender, willow-like waist twisted uncontrollably. At the most painful moment, a strong wave of pleasure washed over Consort Ru, a powerful tingling sensation... Fei's body stiffened, convulsing violently. Her hands, feet, thighs, and waist trembled and cramped simultaneously. Her slender, white body shuddered a few times, drenched in sweat. A large gush of vaginal fluid mixed with urine gushed from her vulva. Then, her smooth, pert buttocks writhed painfully back and forth and side to side for about eight minutes. After that, Fei's struggles lessened. Her legs stopped kicking wildly and began to clench and spasm slightly. Her entire body became rigid, and her beautiful breasts barely rose and fell.

About fifteen minutes later, her smooth vulva thrust forward one last time. Her hands fell limp, her legs stretched out with a final burst of strength, she exhaled her last breath, and collapsed limply, hanging there loosely. Her once bright eyes instantly lost their luster, urine dripped from her feet, and her slender, white, beautiful corpse swayed gently.

Next up was Consort Ling. Originally, she wasn't on the list of those to be buried alive with the emperor, but the Empress Dowager had long hated her, believing that since she had curried favor with the emperor, his excessive favor had weakened her health. Seizing this golden opportunity, she took the chance to dismiss her. After the emperor's death, he added a line to the "Last Emperor's Edict" that he "couldn't bear to see her spend the rest of her life alone," clearly meaning she wanted her to "accompany him in the afterlife." Therefore, she ordered the eunuch Xiao Fuzi to deliver an imperial edict along with a white silk ribbon to Consort Ling's palace, giving her an hour to respond. Consort Ling remained calm, perhaps thinking that with the emperor's death, her future days would likely be worse than death. She kowtowed and calmly accepted the edict with gratitude.

According to custom, those who were to be buried alive by hanging had to be naked, mainly because during the hanging process, saliva and excrement would inevitably spill everywhere, and being naked made it easier to remove clothes for washing and changing afterward. Clothes could be omitted, but proper grooming was still essential. Lingfei quietly removed her last undergarment, and reflected in the peephole was a slender, elegant, and beautiful young woman, barely sixteen years old. Her smooth, delicate face was framed by sparkling eyes, and beneath her slender, straight nose, her slightly pale lips formed a beautiful curve.

Her fair neck was devoid of any visible veins, and below it, a pair of slightly upturned breasts, about the size of half a grapefruit, trembled gently. Her slender waist was delicate and boneless, and her flat, tofu-like abdomen was adorned with a shallow, delicate navel. When the late emperor was alive, he loved to caress Consort Ling's smooth and delicate waist and abdomen. He often praised her waist as "so thin that you couldn't see the bone, so smooth that it wasn't like solidified fat." Her pubic area was clean, smooth, and hairless. Because the emperor liked smooth, childlike flesh, he got a plaster from the imperial physician and applied it for ten days. From then on, not only her pubic hair but also her armpit hair disappeared.

Consort Ling put her hair up in a bun, stepped onto the stool barefoot, and put a white silk ribbon around her pink neck. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt a strange sensation. She imagined the late emperor, naked, gently rubbing her white and elastic breasts and genitals from behind. A blush appeared on her face, and a warm, wet feeling rose from her lower body. Consort Ling sighed, looked at her beautiful self in the mirror again, gritted her teeth, kicked the stool over, and hung naked from the beam like a fish.

With a sudden thud, Consort Ling heard a buzzing sound in her ears. If she had been hanging herself with a rope, this fall would have instantly broken her neck, and she would have shuddered a few times before defecating and urinating, her soul leaving her body in a tragic way. However, Consort Ling was using a white silk ribbon, which was both thick and soft. After the fall, the slipknot was simply tightened around her neck. Apart from feeling a slight pain in her neck, Consort Ling didn't feel particularly distressed at first, only unconsciously letting out heavy breathing from deep in her throat.
About a minute later, the feeling of suffocation became increasingly intense. Consort Ling couldn't breathe in or out of her chest. Involuntarily, she raised her hands to grab the white silk ribbon around her neck, opened her mouth and gasped for air, her slender legs stretched out and flailed wildly, trying to touch the ground, but all of this was in vain. Consort Ling's struggles became more and more violent. Her legs not only swung back and forth but also kicked violently, her hands waved wildly, and her throat coughed incessantly.
Lingfei struggled to open her eyes and saw herself in the mirror, struggling and kicking rhythmically. Her large, round breasts trembled up and down, her flushed face contorted in pain, her small mouth agape as she gasped for breath, her slender white waist twisting rhythmically back and forth, her buttocks thrusting forward and backward, her tender vulva opening and closing like a clam with each movement, her swollen clitoris like a pearl in a clam, oozing glistening mucus, like a newly caught snake writhing in the air.

Lingfei's consciousness was slowly fading and disappearing. At this point, all her bodily movements became involuntary reflexes. Her hands moved aimlessly up, down, left, and right, slapping her already slightly reddened vulva and buttocks with alternating slaps. A moment later, she grabbed her tender white breasts, leaving red marks. Her legs initially swung back and forth like she was walking quickly, but as she entered the painful, suffocating stage, they exaggeratedly kicked and thrashed like a frog, her toes trembling incessantly. Sweat mixed with vaginal secretions streamed down her long legs, dripping onto the ground.

As the suffocation progressed into the death stage, the height of her raised hands gradually decreased, the rhythm of her kicking slowed, and her previously labored breathing became soft moaning, each moan accompanied by a tremor throughout her body. Finally, her hands could no longer be raised, only trembling or waving intermittently with the spasms of her body. Her legs were also straight, toes pointing down, trembling and swaying intermittently as well…

Just as all of this was slowly calming down and relaxing, a sudden, dying moment of lucidity caused Lingfei's whole body to tense up and tremble violently. She clenched her fists and shook them dozens of times. Finally, as if using her last remaining strength, her beautiful body half-opened her eyes, arched her back and lifted her smooth vulva. Accompanied by a rhythmic, full-body spasm, a stream of urine hissed out from her vulva, spraying far away. Lingfei shivered, then groaned, arching her vulva again and hissing out a second stream of urine. Then her whole body trembled violently a few times, and a third, a fourth… stream of urine sprayed out rhythmically, each time getting closer than the last.

Finally, her slender waist, which had been upright, trembled slightly before relaxing. Her clenched fists trembled a few times before falling limply to her sides. Her legs also trembled a few times before slightly opening and quietly pointing her toes to the ground. Her head was tilted to one side, and the pained expression on her face instantly returned to a peaceful and beautiful one. Her eyes, adorned with long eyelashes, were half-open and half-closed, and a small, round tip of her tongue protruded from her delicate and pretty lips. Snot mixed with saliva dripped down her chin, and her thin, frail body swayed slowly and rotated in place from the beam. Was she wet?

Twelve young girls were also buried alive with the emperor. Because of their different status and position compared to Consort Ling, they were not allowed to be hanged. The method of execution for these twelve girls was very special. According to the instructions of Master Zhang, who was in charge of the emperor's funeral, they were tied to long benches and suffocated with water-soaked mulberry paper covering their mouths and noses. During the suffocation process, twelve imperial guards were to deflower them, because it was said that undeflowered virgins had too much yin energy and that absorbing their yang essence would harmonize them.
The twelve girls ranged in age from seventeen to twelve, each a beautiful flower in full bloom. Having likely received ample reassurance and promises of reassurance beforehand, they didn't appear overly flustered. Blushing shyly, they removed their clothes and stood in a row before the twelve benches used for their punishment. A glance revealed a breathtaking array of youthful beauty. Some were fully developed, their breasts high and firm, their waists slender and hips rounded, their figures exuding the allure of transitioning from girlhood to womanhood. Between their long, delicate legs, a tuft of dark pubic hair hinted at the burgeoning vitality of their youth.

Others were still developing, their small, round breasts slightly protruding, their nipples, the size of fingers, bright red against their pinkish chests. Their vulvas were either smooth and hairless or sparsely covered with fine hairs, their tender, swollen labia forming a sensual slit, the folds revealing the adorable clitoris trembling gently. Several others, being younger, were developing more slowly. Although their figures had already grown tall and slender, their breasts were only slightly protruding, and their genitals remained smooth and even like a child's. However, their nipples had begun to develop; from the side, one could see the red areolas arching above the bean-sized nipples, as if announcing the imminent transformation of their bodies.

The guards each selected their favorite girls and placed them in positions, stripping them naked and binding them to the benches. To prevent them from untying the mulberry paper during struggles, each girl's hands were tied behind her back to the bench legs, and her legs were spread apart on either side of the bench. In this way, the girls' previously modestly concealed private parts were clearly exposed, causing them to blush with embarrassment.

After they were secured, the guards, naked, knelt beside the benches and began to caress the bodies of the young girls. Their gentle hands lightly stroked their pink, tofu-like breasts, rubbed their slender, round, smooth, and flat waists and abdomens, touched their smooth, tender vulvas that changed from soft to hard, kissed their soft lips, and kissed their way down from their necks, breasts, lower abdomens, and vulvas, licking, sucking, and breathing on them, making these virgins tremble all over. The girls had never experienced such stimulation before, and they all opened their mouths wide and gasped for breath, swaying their slender waists like water snakes, arching their buttocks and moving them rapidly. Their vulvas, red and swollen from the stimulation, secreted love fluid that made their buttocks wet. Some of the more sensitive ones even let out high-pitched screams and couldn't help but urinate, spraying everywhere.

The guards gently lifted the girls' legs, their erect penises rubbing against their labia until fully lubricated before slowly and gently inserting them. Because of prior preparation, the insertion, though with some resistance, was relatively smooth. After insertion, the guards took some mulberry paper placed aside, soaked it in water, and began to cover the girls' mouths and noses layer by layer.

The girls began to feel terrified, shaking their heads, trying to escape the mulberry paper covering them, but to no avail; their mouths and noses were completely sealed. Although their chests were still heaving as they breathed, the circulating air was still stale gas. For a moment, the girls' bodies on the twelve benches writhed and struggled, the benches creaking. Each girl shook her head and body vigorously, trying to shake off the mulberry paper covering her mouth and nose, each opening her mouth wide to try to inhale, but unfortunately, the soaked mulberry paper was impermeable. The guards... Feeling the soft, warm body in their arms begin to suffocate, a gurgling sound rose and fell in their throats, their breasts heaving more and more rapidly, hardening and swelling, their slender waists twisting and turning like water snakes, their fair, tender legs kicking aimlessly in the air, sometimes clenching tightly, their hips rising and falling, their tender orifices welcoming the guards' thick penises in and out, their vaginas contracting tighter and tighter, allowing them to enjoy the powerful stimulation of their genitals without even moving.

The girls' struggles and kicks grew stronger, and the guards could only hold these beautiful, writhing bodies tightly, as if grasping an extra-large eel. The girls' repeated inhalations were actually involuntary movements caused by oxygen deprivation in their lungs. These girls were stretching their necks, experiencing the extreme physical pain mixed with pleasure from lung spasms. Their once bright and lively eyes rolled back, and while shaking their heads, their necks were stretched straight and convulsing. Their supple bodies began to tense up and convulse. It was hard to imagine that these delicate girls could unleash such great energy when they were on the verge of death. This was the most painful stage. Their legs were not just kicking, but kicking wildly. Some were raised high and trembling, while others were pounding the floor with their legs. Several others had their legs wrapped tightly behind the guards' backs, trembling uncontrollably. Fortunately, the guards were now positioned between their legs; otherwise, they might have been kicked to their deaths.

After a quarter of an hour, one by one, they began to repeatedly raise their buttocks, arching their bodies in exaggerated postures as if convulsing. Their soft buttocks slapped against the benches. Some of them had their legs dangling limply to their sides, shaking against the floor. A few younger ones, weaker than others, began to have a death convulsion. Their muscles tensed and trembled violently, then relaxed and became limp like cotton. Their eyes rolled back completely, their teeth chattering. Finally, they kicked their legs and slumped limply to their sides. Warm urine gushed out with a few shudders. Due to excessive exertion, feces along with part of their rectum were squeezed out of their loose anuses. Their previously flailing hands also fell limply to the ground. Their bodies were left with only slight tremors, pausing and then trembling again. Finally, their heads lolled to the side, the rise and fall of their chests slowly disappeared, they trembled for a while with their toes pointed, and then became completely still—dead.

Several of the more sensitive guards couldn't withstand this torment. Their glans penises, after being forcefully sucked and gripped by the vagina during the spasm, trembled violently involuntarily before death. Coupled with the gushing out of hot urine, they felt their minds go blank, and the accumulated numbness exploded. Streams of thick, hot semen shot into the soft, still warm, beautiful corpse.

However, a few guards enjoyed themselves a little longer. For example, Ah Xiong, who was holding the 11-year-old beauty Tingting, had already died half an hour earlier. He simply untied Tingting's ropes, removed the mulberry paper covering her face, and laid her limp body flat on the bench. He continued to insert his penis into the tight, slippery, and tender vagina of the 11-year-old girl. Her labia majora and minora flipped with each thrust. Tingting's eyes and mouth were half-open, her head was tilted to one side, and her hands and feet hung limply to the ground like a doll. As Ah Xiong thrust, he stroked Tingting's slightly taut, smooth body, kneaded her slightly raised, hard breasts, kissed her half-open mouth, and smelled the girl's scent, which was slightly tinged with urine. He felt a tingling sensation in his groin and groaned as he sent streams of semen into Tingting's body.

As the younger girls breathed their last one by one, the younger, stronger girls continued to struggle. Lili, from Yunnan, was a dancer trained from a young age, so her flexibility and stamina were exceptional. In less than a quarter of an hour, she was sucking, gripping, and shaking so hard that the guards who were having intercourse with her were completely overwhelmed and had to step aside to watch her suffocating struggle. Fearing that she would roll off the bench without someone holding her down, they added a hemp rope around her waist and tied her tightly to the bench. She kicked and thrashed her legs, almost overturning the bench. Fortunately, these royal benches were made of old pomegranate wood, which was heavy and difficult to overturn.

Lili's chest heaved violently, her beautiful breasts trembled, and finally her whole body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably. The kicks of her legs became shallower and shallower until finally, she stretched out her legs, gripping the stool, and shuddered, gushing out warm urine in bursts, like an intermittent fountain carved from white jade. Finally, exhausted and drained of urine, her body twitched a few times, her head lolled to the side, and she remained motionless. Urine dripped down her jade-like legs, which slumped on either side of the stool, soaking the floor.

The other girls who were still struggling met a similar fate as Lili; they all shuddered and trembled, their urine soaking the floor, before dying.

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