The Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber

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Episode 1: The Flower Tribulation, Chapter 1: A Strange Fate Made in Heaven. A stone left over from mending the heavens falls to the mortal realm, plunging into a maze of unknown origins;
but because of the beauties who disturb my heart, I am forever drunk in the dream of the Red Chamber, unable to awaken.
Qin Keqing lazily opened her beautiful eyes, still lying there languidly, savoring the passion of the previous night. A sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her face until she heard birdsong outside the window. Reluctantly, she gently climbed out of bed, not wanting to disturb the man beside her. Jia Rong grabbed her wrist,
saying lazily, "Little thing, up so early, where are you going?"
Keqing turned back into bed, nestled against her husband's chest, and whispered, "The plum blossoms in the garden are blooming. This morning I have to accompany Madam to the West Mansion to invite the Old Ancestor and the ladies over to admire the flowers."
Jia Rong frowned, "Why are there always these fancy things? Let's invite them another day. Today you just need to stay with your husband."
Keqing's cheeks flushed slightly, her delicate fingers gently kneading the man's nipple, and she said sweetly, "Madam already told me yesterday, is this considered a fancy thing? Be careful Madam doesn't hear."
Jia Rong dared not truly offend his mother, but he felt that his wife, who had been bathed in the rain and dew last night, looked radiant and even more beautiful. He still felt a little greedy, so he wrapped his arm around Ke Qing's slender waist, pressed her tender face against his, and whispered in her ear, "Was last night wonderful? Was the thing I brought
back good?"
Ke Qing's face flushed even more, and she didn't answer for a long time. Helpless against the man's piercing gaze and iron-like arm, she could only spit out shyly, "I was tormented all night, and
my body is about to fall apart. What's so good about it!" Hearing this, Jia Rong said somewhat unwillingly, "That thing is a secret treasure made by the Jade Pavilion. It's very expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it. My wife, don't you really like it? Last night you didn't..."
It turned out that the couple had made love last night, and Jia Rong had brought back a treasure from outside called "Spring Breeze Pastry," which he had lit in the stove to enhance their intimacy.
Afraid he would say something embarrassing, Keqing reached out and gently pinched the man's face, biting her lip as she said, "Alright, alright, I like it."
Jia Rong became smug and laughed, "I knew it! How could I not like you last night, my lady? You were so wanton..."
Keqing blushed deeply, her cheeks flushed, and she pinched the man's mouth hard, saying urgently, "If you say that again, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Jia Rong chuckled and whispered in her ear, "Tell your husband what it feels like."
Keqing felt a wave of warmth in her heart from the man's breath and said sweetly, "If I tell you, you have to let me go, okay? Don't make Madam angry, or you'll regret it."
Jia Rong smiled and nodded, and Keqing leaned close to his ear, whispering softly, "With that thing burning in the room, it makes my heart flutter from beginning to end. My mood is much better than usual, and it's not like those knife-like drugs from before... " After using it,
she had no energy at all the next day.
Jia Rong asked, "What do you mean?"
Ke Qing's pretty face was flushed with spring as she said, "You kept me up all night, but I still feel warm and comfortable all over."
Jia Rong was intrigued. He slipped his hand under the covers into his wife's crotch, his fingertips rubbing her delicate skin. He laughed, "So you were just coaxing me. If that's the case, then you should let your wife have some more pleasure."
Ke Qing wouldn't listen to his excuse. Afraid that her mother-in-law would be angry, she resolutely broke free from Jia Rong's embrace, dressed herself, climbed out of bed, and smiled sweetly at the man who was still lying in bed staring at her, "Good girl, when you come back tonight, I'll make sure you have your
fill."
Jia Rong watched his wife, who looked like a fairy descending to earth, float out of the room. For some reason, his thoughts turned to his father, Jia Zhen. He couldn't help but shiver in the warm bed, and a feeling of disgust suddenly arose in his heart.

Keqing, accompanied by You Shi, arrived at the West Mansion early in the morning to invite Grandmother Jia, Madam Xing, and Madam Wang to Huifang Garden to admire the plum blossoms. After breakfast, Grandmother Jia and the others, young and old, headed to the East Mansion in a large group.
You Shi and her daughter-in-law accompanied Grandmother Jia and the others as they strolled through the garden, enjoying tea and wine before a proper banquet. There were no other interesting events to record.
In the afternoon, Baoyu, feeling tired and listless, wanted to take a nap. Grandmother Jia, seeing it was her precious grandson, ordered someone to coax him well and let him rest before continuing. Everyone busied themselves with preparations.
It turned out that Baoyu was the grandson of Jia Daishan, the hereditary Duke of Rongguo, and the second son of Jia Zheng, an official in the Ministry of Works. He was none other than a troublesome and mischievous troublemaker in the Rongguo Mansion. It is said that this child was born with a piece of five-colored, crystal-clear jade in his mouth, leading everyone to believe he must have an extraordinary background. However, during his first birthday
celebration, he refused all the desirable items, only grabbing cosmetics and hairpins. His father was furious, exclaiming, "He'll be a lecherous wastrel!" From then on, he disliked him much,
except for his mother, Old Madam Shi, who doted on him like her own lifeblood. Sure enough, later on, although the child was exceptionally intelligent and clever, he lacked interest in poetry and literature, preferring to mingle with the sisters and maids in the household. He even uttered the strange saying, "Girls are made of water, men are made of mud. When I see girls, I feel refreshed; when I
see men, I feel suffocated by their stench." But with Old Madam Shi always protecting him, and because Jia Zheng's eldest son, Jia Zhu, had died young, everyone in the family, except Jia Zheng, doted on him. Later, two poems titled "Xi Jiang Yue" aptly described Bao Yu, one of which reads:
"He seeks sorrow and hatred for no reason, sometimes seeming foolish and mad." Though he possesses a handsome appearance, his inner self is but a weed.
He is inept at worldly affairs, foolish and averse to reading. His behavior is eccentric and perverse, he cares not for the world's slander!
He knows not the joy of wealth, nor the desolation of poverty. Alas, he squanders his precious youth, offering no hope to the country or his family. He is
the most incompetent in the world, unparalleled in his unfilial conduct throughout history. A message to the pampered and privileged: do not emulate this child!
Everyone was in a state of chaos because of Grandmother Jia's order. Keqing quickly stepped forward and smiled, saying, "We have prepared a room for Uncle Bao here. Grandmother, please rest assured, just leave it to me." She then said to Baoyu's wet nurse and maids, "Granny, sisters, please ask Uncle Bao to come with me
."
Grandmother Jia knew that Keqing was an extremely capable person; not only was she graceful and delicate, but she also acted gently and peacefully. She was the most favored among her great-granddaughters-in-law, and seeing her go to settle Baoyu, she felt reassured.
At that moment, Keqing led a group of people to the inner room of the main house. Baoyu looked up and saw a painting pasted on it. The figures in the painting were nice, but the story was "Burning the Reed." Without even looking at who painted it, he felt a little displeased. Then he saw a couplet that read: "Understanding the ways of the world is
all knowledge; being adept at human relationships is all literature." After reading these two lines, even though the room was exquisite and the furnishings were luxurious, he absolutely refused to stay there. He hurriedly said, "Get out! Get out!"
Keqing heard this and smiled, "Isn't this place good enough? Where can we go?" Thinking that her husband must have already gone out, she said, "How about we go to my room?"
Baoyu looked at Keqing, nodded and smiled, thinking, "A room where such a lovely person lives must be good." Just as he was feeling pleased, he heard a nanny say, "What kind of uncle sleeps in his nephew's room?"
Baoyu couldn't help but feel secretly angry, annoyed that the nanny was meddling, but he didn't say anything.
Fortunately, Qin Keqing glanced at Baoyu and laughed, "Oh dear, don't be afraid of upsetting him. He's still so young, why is he so sensitive about these things! Didn't you see my brother come last month? Although he's the same age as Uncle Bao, if they stood together, my brother would probably be taller."
Baoyu had vaguely heard of him before and was eager to see him. "How come I've never seen him before? Bring him here so I can see him."
Everyone laughed, "He's twenty or thirty li away, where can we bring him? We'll see him again sometime."
As they spoke, they went to Qin Keqing's room. As soon as they reached the door, a delicate, sweet fragrance wafted over, and Baoyu immediately felt weak in the knees and exclaimed, "How fragrant!"
Keqing suddenly remembered the spring breeze pastries her husband had lit in the stove the night before, and couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed. She thought anxiously, "That man is so careless! He didn't even put out the incense before leaving. What should we do now?" Just as she was at a loss, she saw Baoyu looking at the painting on the wall, Tang Bohu's
"Begonia in Spring Sleep," with a couplet written by the Song scholar Qin Taixu on either side: "
The tender chill locks dreams because of the spring cold; the fragrant air envelops people because of the aroma of wine."
Looking further into the room, she saw the precious mirror that Empress Wu Zetian had placed in her mirror room, and on one side, a golden plate where Zhao Feiyan had danced, containing the papaya that An Lushan had thrown, injuring Yang Guifei's breast. On the other side was the couch where Princess Shouchang slept in the Hanzhang Palace, with a beaded
curtain made by Princess Tongchang hanging above it. Baoyu was very pleased, smiling and saying repeatedly, "This place is wonderful!"
Seeing his appreciation, Keqing felt a little proud, and said with a charming laugh, "Even immortals could live in this room." She then personally unfolded the gauze quilt that Xi Shi had washed, moved the mandarin duck pillow that Hongniang had held, and, along with the wet nurses, helped Baoyu lie down.
Only then disperse, leaving only the four maids, Xiren, Meiren, Qingwen, and Sheyue, to keep him company.
Qinshi then instructed the other maids to keep a close watch under the eaves, and she, along with Ruizhu, went to the garden in front of the house, half-reclining on a stone chair under a plum tree, watching the cats and dogs fight. Because Jia Rong had kept her awake all night, her eyelids gradually grew heavy, and
she drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Meanwhile, Baoyu, lying on his bed, recalled the sweet image of Qin Keqing tucking him in. Growing drowsy, he drifted off to sleep… Suddenly, he seemed to see Qin Keqing ahead of him, and he followed her leisurely. They arrived at a place with vermilion railings, white stones,
green trees , and a clear stream—a place rarely visited by humans, untouched by dust.
Baoyu was delighted, thinking, “This place is wonderful. I’d spend my whole life here, even if I lost my home, it would be better than being beaten by my parents and teachers every day.” Lost in these thoughts, Qin Keqing disappeared from sight. Suddenly, he heard someone singing from behind the mountain: “
Spring dreams scatter with the clouds, flying blossoms drift with the water; a message to all children, why seek idle sorrow?”
Before the song ended, a fairy appeared, graceful and elegant, truly unlike any other. A poem testifies to this: “
Just leaving the willow grove, suddenly emerging from the flower chamber. Wherever she goes, birds startle in the courtyard trees; as she approaches, her shadow crosses the corridor.”
Her fairy-like sleeves fluttered, carrying the rich fragrance of musk and orchids; her lotus-leaf robes stirred
, the tinkling of jade pendants filling the air. Her smile was like a spring peach, her hair piled high like emerald clouds; her lips parted
like cherry blossoms, her teeth like pomegranate seeds, fragrant and alluring. Her slender waist was graceful, like snowflakes dancing in the wind; her pearls and jade shone brightly, a vibrant green and a golden yellow.
She appeared and disappeared among the flowers, sometimes charming, sometimes sorrowful; she lingered by the pond, as if flying, as if soaring.
Her eyebrows furrowed and smiled, as if about to speak but not yet; her lotus steps faltered, as if about to stop but then move on.
I admired her fine qualities, pure and lustrous like ice and jade; I admired her magnificent attire, shimmering with brilliance.
I loved her appearance, fragrant as jade inscriptions; I admired her demeanor, like a phoenix soaring and a dragon flying.
Her purity was like spring plum blossoms in the snow; her cleanliness was like autumn chrysanthemums covered in frost. Her stillness was like a pine tree in an empty valley; her beauty was like the sunset reflected in a clear pond.
Her elegance was like a dragon swimming in a winding marsh; her spirit was like the moon shining on a cold river. She should be ashamed before Xi Shi, and truly ashamed before Wang Zhaojun.
How wondrous! Where was she born? From where did she descend? If not for returning after a banquet, she would be unparalleled in the Jade Pool; surely she
would have been led away to play the flute, unmatched in the Purple Palace. Baoyu was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward, bowing and asking, "Fairy Sister, where did you come from? Where are you going now? I don't know where this place is either, please take me with you."
The fairy smiled leisurely and said, "I dwell above the Heaven of Separation from Sorrow, in the Sea of Sorrow. I am the Fairy Disenchantment of the Realm of Illusion in the Fragrant Cave of the Spring-Releasing Mountain. I am in charge of the romantic entanglements of the mortal world, and I govern the grudges of women and the infatuations of men in the mortal realm. Because of the recent romantic entanglements, I have been entangled here, so I came here to take this
opportunity to spread my longing. Now, suddenly..." "Our meeting is no accident. This place is not far from my realm. There is nothing else here, only a cup of my own hand-picked immortal tea, a jar of my own brewed fine wine, several elegantly dressed dancing girls, and twelve newly composed immortal melodies from 'Dream of the Red Chamber.' Would you like to come with me for a visit?"
Upon hearing this wondrous tale, Baoyu momentarily forgot where Keqing was and followed the fairy maiden to a place where he saw a stone tablet erected before him, inscribed with the four large characters "The Realm of Illusion." On either side was a couplet: "When falsehood is taken for truth, truth itself becomes falsehood; when nothingness is taken for existence, existence itself becomes nothingness." Turning past the archway
, there was a palace gate with four large characters inscribed above it: "The Sea of Sin and the Heaven of Love." Another couplet read: "
The vast earth and high heavens bear witness to the endless emotions of the past and present; foolish men and resentful women lament the unpayable debts of love and passion."
Baoyu, bewildered, followed the fairy around, seemingly aware yet not quite, seemingly awake yet not quite. He read several volumes of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, smelled the "Marrow of a Thousand Flowers" made from the essence of newly sprouted exotic flowers in famous mountains and scenic spots, and the oil of various precious trees; he drank "
A Thousand Red Caves" cooked with the dew from immortal flowers and leaves in the Fragrant Cave of Fangchun Mountain; and he enjoyed the "Dream of the Red Chamber" songs performed by the Twelve Demonesses. All of this is recorded in official history and will not be detailed here.
Meanwhile, Keqing, in a daze, was also met by a fairy who took her hand and said, "Sister, you're back! Sister Jinghuan brought back Shenying today, intending to betroth you to him, so that he may experience the illusions of food, drink, and sensual pleasures, hoping that he will eventually attain enlightenment. Sister, come with me quickly
." Keqing, in her daze, could not distinguish between reality and illusion, and for a moment forgot about worldly affairs, as if she were a celestial being herself, and followed her. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a pavilion, familiar to all, yet she couldn't recall when she had been there before.
The fairy smiled and said, "Sister, please wait in your room for a moment; Sister Jinghuan will soon be bringing Attendant Shenying." Keqing, puzzled, was about to ask further when the fairy departed.
Meanwhile, Baoyu listened to the songs performed by the demonesses, finding them utterly uninteresting. Seeing this, Jinghuan sighed, "Foolish child, you still haven't grasped the meaning!" She then ordered the singers to cease their performance, cleared away the remaining food, and led Baoyu to a fragrant boudoir. The splendor of the room was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Even more astonishing was
the presence of a woman there, her beauty and allure resembling Baochai, her graceful elegance like Daiyu—who could it be but Keqing?
Baoyu, still puzzled, suddenly heard the Fairy Disenchantment say: "In this mortal world, how many wealthy families, with their verdant windows and embroidered chambers shrouded in mist and clouds, have all been defiled by lewd playboys and dissolute women? What's even more hateful is that throughout history, countless frivolous and dissolute men have used 'being lustful but not lewd' as a disguise,
and 'being affectionate but not lewd' as a pretext for their crimes. These are all just pretense to cover up their shame. Being lustful is lewd, and being affectionate is even more lewd. Thus, the meeting at Wushan, the pleasures of clouds and rain..." "It is all due to being both pleased by her appearance and infatuated with her affections."
Baoyu was confused, pondering those words, when he saw the fairy gazing at him intently and saying, "The one I love in you is the greatest lecher in all of history."
Startled, Baoyu hurriedly replied, "Fairy, you are mistaken. I am lazy in my studies, and my parents constantly admonish me. How could I dare to offend the word 'lecher'? Besides, I am still young and do not know what 'lechery' means."
The Fairy Disenchantment said, "No, although lechery is a concept, the meaning is different. Those who are lecherous in the world merely appreciate beauty, enjoy singing and dancing, are insatiable in their flirting, and indulge in sexual activity at any time, wishing they could have all the beauties in the world to satisfy their fleeting pleasures. These are all foolish creatures indulging in superficial lust. You, however, are born with
a deep and abiding affection, which we admire." "For the sake of 'lustful thoughts,' these two words can only be understood in the heart and cannot be spoken aloud; they can be understood through the spirit but cannot be expressed in words. You now possess these two words alone. In the boudoir, you may be a good friend, but in the world, you are inevitably eccentric and strange, subject to ridicule and scorn. Today,
I received your grandfather, the two gentlemen Ning and Rong, who entrusted me with this profound instruction. I cannot bear to see you alone bring glory to my boudoir while being rejected by the world. Therefore, I have specially brought you here, to intoxicate you with spiritual wine, to soothe you with celestial tea, to awaken you with exquisite music, and to betroth my sister, whose childhood name is Jianmei and courtesy name is Keqing, to you. Tonight, at this auspicious time, the marriage will take place.
I have only allowed you to experience the splendor of this celestial realm, and yet you are already so moved; how much more so the realities of the mortal world! From now on, you must understand and correct your past mistakes, pay attention to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and dedicate yourself to the path of economics."
After speaking, she secretly taught him about the art of lovemaking, including wondrous and erotic techniques, none of which were found in the mortal world. Then she pushed Baoyu into the inner room.
The Fairy Disenchantment whispered to Keqing, "Although this boy is the greatest lecher of all time, he has never known what lust is since the beginning of creation. Sister, please bear with him." Keqing was extremely ashamed and wanted to ask for clarification, but the fairy had already closed the door.
Baoyu was in a daze, seeing that the woman was indescribably beautiful, yet also seemed very familiar and intimate. Moreover, he was indeed the greatest lecher of all time, and he couldn't control himself for a moment, so he went to bed with her and made love.
Keqing was also in a daze, only feeling that the handsome young man before her was the one she cherished most, so she gladly complied.
Following the instructions of the Fairy Disenchantment, Baoyu first undressed the beauty. At first, he was quite refined, but as her flowing robes fell away, he saw Keqing's snow-white skin and was instantly captivated. His breath quickened, and his hands trembled, disheveling her clothes.
It was the first time had seen a woman's alluring, delicate breasts so clearly, and his mind raced, thinking, "So this is what a woman's clothes are like!"
Keqing, for some reason, felt the same shyness she felt on her first night, burying her head in the handsome young man's arms, letting him do as he pleased. When her firm breasts were taken, her body went limp, her breath hot, and her mind went blank. She murmured, "This person looks familiar," but
couldn't quite place him. Though her mind was clouded, she still retained some awareness and couldn't help but murmur shyly, "Who are you,
little brother? How dare you be so disrespectful to me?" Startled, he looked at Ke Qing and felt an increasing sense of familiarity. He tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember that the lovely woman before him was his nephew's wife in the mortal world. He stammered, "Fairy sister, my name is Bao Yu. Didn't the Fairy Disenchantment tell you that you were betrothed to me?"
Ke Qing also thought about it in a daze, completely bewildered. She was originally a goddess of the Department of Romance in the Land of Illusion, naturally fond of seduction and lust. She had been in love with this Divine Stone Attendant for countless millennia, and now that her wish had finally come true, she was already soothed by Bao Yu that her soul was floating
and her whole body was numb. She was too lazy to think any further and said with a flushed face, "I don't know. Since that's the case, you can't let her down in the future."
Bao Yu nodded hurriedly in agreement, feeling the hot jade woman in his arms pressed tightly against him. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and he felt even more intoxicated. The two of them became entangled and inseparable.
Baoyu groped and grasped Keqing's delicate, snow-white body. Although he had enjoyed being close to women since childhood, he had at most tasted the rouge on the lips of maids and touched their hands. He had never played with them so freely and unrestrainedly. His big treasure below was
already hard as iron, and his lust surged. Remembering what Fairy Disenchantment had taught him, he secretly reached his hand into Keqing's loosened skirt and wandered around aimlessly.
Keqing leaned her head on Baoyu's shoulder, gazing at his face with a shy yet alluring expression. She
bit her lip, enduring the pain for a long while, before finally letting out a soft moan: "Little brother, why are you teasing me like this? It's unbearable!" Baoyu blushed and whispered in her ear, "Good sister, the Fairy Disenchantment just taught me that a woman has a 'soul-stirring cave' below. When passion is overwhelming, I can connect my jade root with it, and only then can I reach the pinnacle of bliss." Keqing's
eyes glistened with tears as she cooed, "So what?"
Baoyu breathed hot air into her. He sighed, "I feel both comfortable and sad right now. I suppose I've reached that moment of intense passion that the fairy maiden spoke of..."
The warmth of his breath filled Ke Qing's ears, and her whole body felt as if her bones had been removed. She collapsed into his arms, her beautiful eyes sparkling with desire, and weakly asked, "Then...then why haven't you come yet?"
Bao Yu, flustered, blushed and whispered, "But...why can't I find it?"
Ke Qing stared at him, biting her lip, and said, "You...your hand touched...that place, didn't it?" Her heart was already fluttering with desire.
Baoyu, holding her close, eagerly explored her again. This time, his hands were meticulous, almost making the jade-like woman cry out. After a while, she said, "Fairy sister, it seems there's nothing there? It's all tender flesh."
Keqing almost wanted to bite him, but her whole body was already aroused. She struggled out of Baoyu's embrace, turned around and pushed him down onto the bed. She untied his belt, took out his enormous treasure, and without properly examining it, without even fully
removing her skirt, she tremblingly pulled down her underpants, grasped the young man's large penis, aimed it at her jade bud, and slowly sat down... As her jade body moved, the slippery honey-like fluid had already soaked Baoyu's leg.
Baoyu felt his large penis inserted into a tender, slippery, wondrous thing, surrounded by soft, warm flesh that tightly enveloped and kneaded him. He felt an intoxicating, soul-stirring pleasure; he had never dreamed that such a wonderful
sensation could exist in the world.
As Keqing sat down, her vulva seemed to split open, yet it swelled and tightened, filling her entire flower chamber. The incredibly sensitive parts inside were being tanned by the hot penis, causing her beautiful eyes to flutter with pleasure. When the penis pressed deep inside, her tender clitoris was touched by the large glans
, making her feel a tingling, numb sensation. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and her snow-white, milky mons pubis swelled, from which a large gush of sticky nectar flowed, soaking Baoyu's lower abdomen.
Keqing dared not bear any more pressure, unable to sit still, and trembled against the handsome young man.
Seeing this, Baoyu hurriedly asked, "Fairy sister, what's wrong?"
Keqing softly hummed, "You're so young, yet your treasure is so big, it's hurting me." In truth, her entire body was soft and beautiful, her slender limbs tightly wrapped around the young man.
Baoyu, feeling the indescribable pleasure of his jade stem being wrapped, was very reluctant to let go after hearing the fairy's sweet words, saying, "What should I do? I...I'll pull out now?"
Keqing wouldn't let him leave, frowning and coquettishly saying, "It will hurt a little at first, but maybe it will get better later."
Baoyu dared not move rashly, and stammered, "Sister, what should I do now?"
Keqing was extremely embarrassed, thinking to herself, "Do I have to teach you this?" He muttered under his breath, "Who knows! You can do whatever you want."
Baoyu's mind was in turmoil. He embraced Keqing with both arms, and his lower body involuntarily began to move slightly. The indescribable and wonderful sensations came rushing in, making him unable to control himself. His movements gradually became larger and larger. He thought wildly, "The fairy was right.
There really is a love cave down there. But why couldn't I feel it with my hand just now?" Suddenly, he saw Keqing timidly prop herself up, her lower body rising and falling gently against his, still trembling. He asked again, "Sister, how is it now? Does it still hurt
?"
Keqing did not answer. Her beautiful eyes were hazy and her hair was disheveled. She simply raised her jade thighs and sat down gracefully, using her jade clam to eat the handsome young man's big treasure. When she was thoroughly satisfied inside, she still felt that Baoyu dared not use force. She said in a sweet voice, "Brother, my back is sore. Why don't you move a little too?"
"
Baoyu hurriedly asked, 'Sister, is it no longer in pain?'
Keqing felt both sweet and amused, and said coquettishly, 'You nagging boy! It's no longer in pain, but it's starting to ache. Quickly, help me rub it.'
Baoyu asked again, 'Where does it ache? How can I rub it for you?'
Keqing's face was as red as if painted with rouge, and she whimpered, 'It aches inside, so use your big treasure to rub it for me!' She then leaned down and whispered in his ear how to do it.
Baoyu listened and hurriedly thrust upwards, wanting only to rub the sore spot for this incomparably beautiful fairy sister. Every time he reached the deepest point, the tip of his penis would touch a tiny, indescribably tender thing. With each touch, he would see the fairy sister on top of him quickly lift her jade buttocks, but her expression..."
Sweet and joyful, seemingly thoroughly enjoying herself, she thrust even harder, recalling the words of the Fairy Disenchantment before entering the room. She thought, "The fairy said that deep within a woman's ecstasy cave lies a treasure called the 'flower heart,' which brings the greatest pleasure when touched by a man. Could this be the little thing?" Still
unsure , she asked, "Sister, what is this?"
Keqing, her eyes filled with allure, intently sensing, asked in a daze, "What?" Baoyu then thrust upwards again, pressing the head of his penis against that tender flesh, causing Keqing to tremble and moan softly, "Good brother, you…you…sister…"
Seeing this, Baoyu became even more curious and said, "It's this."
Keqing, completely captivated, became wanton, saying lasciviously, "That's the…" "A woman's heart is what men desire most. Do you like it, little brother?"
Baoyu felt his bones soften at the touch and nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, "It really is a heart. A woman's body has such a wonderful treasure." He then thrust upwards again, using the tip of his rod to tease that flower. He heard Keqing say, "Sister's
waist is really sore. Little brother, come on top and let me be on the bottom. It'll be better for you to play with me."
Baoyu then got up and placed Keqing on his lower body. They made love again, and it was indeed very satisfying. Compared to the previous position, it felt different. Without the fairy's instruction, he thrust deeply to the bottom with each stroke. His jade stem was naturally endowed with a very large size. Although he knew no technique, he
could almost hit the bullseye every time.
Qin Keqing had never encountered such a treasure before. Her heart tingled with pleasure, and after only a few dozen thrusts, she began to feel a faint urge to lose herself. Coveting the young man's treasure, she wrapped her legs around his waist, hooking them with her jade-like thighs, and secretly raised her buttocks, frequently offering her flower core
to be rubbed and caressed by his giant tortoise. Gazing at the handsome young man before her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of love and indescribable pleasure. Her lips uttered soft moans as she couldn't help but say, "Good brother, sister loves you so much."
Provoked by the beauty's sweet words, Baoyu pressed forward even more vigorously. Occasionally, he lowered his head and met the beauty's intoxicated gaze. Although shy, he couldn't bear to leave, and he also blushed as he looked at her tenderly. Both his upper and lower body were filled with ecstasy, and he didn't know which was more pleasurable.
Keqing's flower core trembled and tilted as she was pushed closer to her most beautiful spot. A large gush of lustful fluid gushed out, slippery and abundant. Baoyu could see it clearly and found the secrets of this room very interesting. He gasped, "Fairy sister, why are you urinating now?"
Keqing shook her head, closed her eyes, and softly hummed, "It's not urination. When a woman is extremely happy, this fluid flows out."
Baoyu was delighted and asked, "Are you very happy now, sister?"
Keqing was so beautiful she almost lost herself. She wrapped her arms around Baoyu's back, kissing his neck repeatedly with her cherry lips, and said in a seductive, cloying voice, "Go faster, push harder on that flower core inside, and I'll be even happier."
Hearing this, Baoyu leaned forward, his arms unconsciously spreading her two smooth, beautiful legs wide apart. He thrust deeply and rapidly into her crotch, causing her to shatter like jade, her blood splattering and her juices flying.
After only a few dozen thrusts, Baoyu suddenly thrust even harder and more urgently, groaning, "Sister, I don't know what's wrong, I feel like I need to pee." Startled, he tried to pull his large penis out of her flower chamber.
Keqing, in the throes of unparalleled pleasure, was unwilling to let him go. She hurriedly clung tightly to his waist, offering her tender vulva, taking his glans into her mouth, and said sweetly, "Don't be afraid, little brother. If you can't hold it in, then... then pee inside your sister."
Baoyu sensed something was amiss, but the urge to ejaculate surged like a tidal wave. He thrust a few more times, then suddenly tensed, his large glans pressing against Keqing's tender vulva as he ejaculated, one spurt after another, releasing his first and most potent essence since the beginning of time.
Ke Qing, struck by his thrust, felt her soul scatter. As the yang essence flowed into her, her entire body went numb, and she cried out, "I'm going to lose it!" The tender eyes on her flower opened several times, and a stream of the purest, most yin essence, one in a million, was released. The two were sometimes stiff, sometimes limp, having reached
the blissful state of perfect union.
In the celestial palace, Bao Yu and Ke Qing were tender and affectionate, whispering sweet nothings, inseparable. Their intimate moments were too numerous to describe.
The next day, the two went out for a stroll. Unbeknownst to them, they arrived at a place where thorns and brambles covered the ground, and wolves and tigers roamed freely. A dark stream blocked their path, its opposite bank nowhere in sight, with no bridge to cross.
As the two hesitated, they suddenly saw Fairy Disenchantment chasing after them from afar, calling out, "Stop going! Turn back immediately!"
Baoyu quickly stopped and asked, "Where is this?"
Fairy Disenchantment replied, "This is the 'Maze of Heaven and Earth,' ten thousand fathoms deep and stretching for thousands of miles. There are no boats or oars to cross it, only a wooden raft, steered by the Wood Hermit and poled by the Ash Attendant. They accept no reward of gold or silver, but only ferry those with affinity. You have now wandered here by chance; if you were
to fall into it, you would deeply regret your past actions." These were earnest words of warning.
Baoyu was filled with apprehension. Then he heard the fairy say, "There is a demon in this ford, an ancient evil spirit, who has a long-standing grudge against you. I cannot subdue it. You must be very careful. Quickly come back to the Great Void with me."
Just as Baoyu was about to agree, a thunderous roar echoed through the maze, and many monstrous creatures resembling yakshas and sea demons leaped out of the black water. The leader, with an extremely evil appearance, caught Baoyu's eye, and he was instantly captivated. In the blink of an eye, he was dragged down.
The Fairy Disenchantment rushed forward to cast a spell to rescue him, but it was too late. She could still faintly hear Baoyu crying out in the maze, "Qing, save me!" She sighed deeply, "This calamity is destined for this stubborn stone. Whether you survive it or not depends on your own fate..."
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Qing was in a panic when she heard Baoyu shout. She opened her eyes and saw Xiren and the other maids rushing into the room, all calling out, "Baoyu, don't be afraid, we're here!" She quickly composed herself and realized it was all a dream. She was still lying
on the stone chair in the garden outside, her body covered in fallen plum blossoms. She wondered, "Could it be that Baoyu, who sleeps in my room, is also dreaming?" Suddenly, she felt something sticky between her legs. Reaching down, she found it cold and slippery. A blush rose to her face. She thought, "It must be because of
that 'Spring Breeze Paste' Ronglang used last night, causing me to have such a sweet dream." Recalling the dream, she felt even more ashamed and scolded herself, "Damn it! How could I have dreamt about him?" (

From the first chapter, "The Flower Tribulation," Chapter Two: Accompanying
the Emperor in Trying to Experience Ecstasy) It is said that in the vast world, there is a Land of Illusion, ruled by the Fairy Disenchantment, who oversees human affairs and romantic entanglements, where talented men and beautiful women, infatuated men and resentful women, are trapped in their karmic entanglements. Perhaps their unrequited love and lingering resentment remain unfulfilled; or perhaps they have been separated from their lovers by the jealousy of treacherous individuals, leading to their tragic deaths from depression. In such cases, illusionary magic is used to rekindle their past lives
, quell their lingering desires, and prevent them from shedding tears and fading away.
It is also said that when Nuwa was mending the sky with stones, she forged 36,501 stubborn stones, each twelve zhang high and twenty-four zhang wide, at the Wuji Cliff of the Great Wilderness Mountain. Nuwa used only 36,500 of them, leaving one unused at the foot of Qinggeng Peak.
This stone, after being refined, possessed a spirit, able to come and go as it pleased, and could change size at will. Seeing that all the other stones were used to mend the sky, while it alone lacked the talent to be chosen, it felt resentful and ashamed, weeping day and night in shame.
Later, the Fairy Disenchantment passed by, took pity on its talent, and summoned it to the Realm of Illusion, making it her attendant, Shenying.
Since the beginning of time, this stubborn stone had never known the meaning of lust, making it difficult for him to cultivate into a true immortal in the Illusionary Realm
. The fairy then commanded him to descend to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations, being born into a wealthy family. Many beautiful fairy maidens were assigned to him as wives and concubines, allowing him to enjoy the pleasures of the mortal world, experiencing joys rarely seen elsewhere, thus completing his tribulations.
However, the stubborn stone remained oblivious to romance. Surrounded by beauties, he only knew how to play and frolic, unaware of the allure of love. The fairy then summoned his soul back to the Illusionary Realm, offering various explanations, but the stubborn stone remained ignorant. The fairy sighed, "Foolish child, you still haven't understood! Do you know that the one I love is
the greatest lecher of all time?" She then betrothed a fairy maiden to him and secretly taught him the ways of love.
The stubborn stone, in a daze, followed the instructions of the Fairy Disenchantment and couldn't help but engage in matters of the heart, too numerous to recount. It was truly: "A fleeting dream, with whom did I wander? A thousand years of lovers, only I remain infatuated.

" The stubborn stone cried out, breaking out in a cold sweat, and awoke with a start. The maids, including Xiren, rushed to embrace him, crying, "Baoyu, don't be afraid, we're here!"
Baoyu, still confused, seemed to remember falling into a maze, being tightly bound by an evil spirit, and struggling to escape. Suddenly seeing Xiren and the other maids surrounding him, he realized it was a dream. He secretly felt fortunate, and as his mind calmed, he recalled
the fairy in his dream—a woman of vibrant beauty and allure somewhat resembling Baochai, graceful and elegant like Daiyu—and felt a pang of loss.
Xi Ren asked with concern, "You must have had a nightmare." She stepped forward to wipe his sweat, loosened his robe, and straightened his clothes. Reaching out, she touched his thigh and felt a cold, sticky patch. Startled, she quickly withdrew her hand and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Bao Yu blushed and secretly pinched her slender hand. Xi Ren was a clever woman, two years older than Bao Yu, and had recently become more aware of things. Seeing Bao Yu's state, she understood half of what was happening and blushed even more. With people around, she didn't dare
ask further. She helped him straighten his clothes again and then went to Grandmother Jia's place for a hasty dinner.
After dinner, the two returned to Qin Shi's room. Xi Ren pulled Bao Yu into the inner room and, taking advantage of the absence of the wet nurses and maids, quickly took out another undergarment and helped Bao Yu change into it.
Seeing that Xiren didn't ask, Baoyu shyly begged, "Good sister, please don't tell anyone."
Xiren, her face flushed, asked, "What story did you dream about? Where did that dirty thing come from?"
Baoyu then told Xiren about his dream in detail, making her so embarrassed that she covered her mouth and giggled. She then asked, "What was the name of the fairy sister you slept with in your dream?"
Baoyu thought for a moment, then said absentmindedly, "It's strange, her name is also Keqing."
Upon hearing this, Xiren pointed at his nose and laughed, "It must be because you slept in her bed this afternoon, and you often think about this beautiful niece-in-law, that you had this wonderful dream."
Baoyu was a little embarrassed, but seeing Xiren's face as if painted with rouge, soft and charming, and recalling the blissful dream, he grabbed her and said, "I told you all this, and you dare to laugh at me! I'll do the same to you!" He then began to touch her inappropriately. This Xiren
was originally a maid of Grandmother Jia, her real name was Pearl, she was kind-hearted, and Grandmother Jia trusted her deeply. Because Grandmother Jia doted on Baoyu, and fearing that Baoyu's maidservant would be unfit, she gave her to him. Baoyu, knowing her original surname was Hua (花, meaning flower), and having seen the line "the fragrance of flowers assails the senses" in an old poem,
informed Grandmother Jia and immediately renamed her Pearl "Xiren" (袭人, meaning Xiren). Knowing
that Grandmother Jia had already given her to Baoyu, she felt this was not improper, and besides, she had already secretly fallen deeply in love with this handsome young man. She pretended to resist briefly, then let him do as he pleased. Baoyu laid Xiren down on Qin Keqing's fragrant couch, almost stripping her naked. Seeing her fair, white skin, his blood boiled. After caressing her, his manhood, already erect and large, pushed open Xiren's snowy legs,
peeking out .
Xi Ren caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, and exclaimed in shock and shame, "Good Second Master, did you really dream that it was like this?"
Bao Yu was fiddling between Xi Ren's legs, trying hard to recall the events of his dream, and hesitated, "Yes, that fairy said, 'Men are Yang, women are Yin, and the union of Yin and Yang is the greatest joy in the world.' Later, that fairy sister also taught me how to do it this way, and after penetration, the feeling was indescribably wonderful.
"
Xi Ren, her face flushed and her legs spread wide, said timidly, "But Second Master's... his... is so big, how can Xi Ren possibly fit it?"
But then she heard Bao Yu exclaim joyfully, "I remember now, it's here, Xi Ren, don't move." It turned out that he was fiddling with her haphazardly, and his glans parted the two pink labia between Xi Ren's legs, revealing the tender flesh inside. He suddenly remembered that in his dream, he had entered the fairy's ecstasy cave from here
, and immediately thrust his penis in and out.
Xiren's vital points were attacked, and her whole body felt weak and sore. She couldn't tell whether it was painful or pleasurable. Her heart was pounding wildly. Hearing Baoyu tell her not to move, she endured the pain.
Baoyu thrust haphazardly, his glans touching those tender spots, feeling extremely comfortable, but he couldn't penetrate them. So he thrust harder... His glans sank in almost completely, but was tightly held by a soft and resilient ring of flesh, and he still couldn't penetrate all the way in as he had dreamed
.
Xi Ren let out a delicate scream, tears streaming down her face. Her body tensed, and she cried out to Bao Yu, "Second Master, it hurts so much! Please...please stop playing like this!"
Bao Yu, seeing this, knew she wasn't just putting on an act, but the sensation in his penis was incredibly pleasurable, and he couldn't bear to stop. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he said, "Good sister, please bear with it. In my dream, the fairy sister also cried out in pain at first, but then she felt pleasure
."
Xi Ren, trembling, said, "Things in dreams might not be reliable. For the sake of my past service to you, Second Master, please have pity on me this once."
Bao Yu, who always cherished her, felt a pang of heartache and sighed inwardly. She said, "Alright, then I'll pull out." She tried to pull, but couldn't. Xiren trembled in pain, pressing down on Baoyu and crying out, "This hurts so much! Good Second Master, good Second Master, please...
don't move!"
Baoyu panicked, unsure what to do. He could only bend down and embrace her, showering her face with kisses, saying, "Good sister, it's my fault, it's my fault. I've made you suffer so much today."
Xiren had never been so tenderly cared for by Baoyu. A wave of intoxication and sweetness washed over her, and she loved the master she had cared for since childhood even more. The pain below lessened instantly, replaced by a wonderfully strange sensation; her body felt
hot .
Holding Xiren, Baoyu suddenly felt her lower body gradually becoming moist and slippery. His large glans involuntarily slid deeper, becoming warmer, tighter, and smoother with each thrust—utterly intoxicating.
Xiren found it quite enjoyable and couldn't help but whisper to Baoyu, "Second Master, Xiren isn't in much pain anymore. You can play however you like."
Baoyu was overjoyed and thrust forward forcefully. Xiren cried out "Ouch!" as his glans broke through something, and his entire large penis almost disappeared to the root. The soft, tender walls enveloped her, a wonderful sensation. He looked down and asked, "Does it hurt again?"
Xiren nodded without speaking, feeling dizzy and her mouth burning. Baoyu had transformed her from a young girl into a woman.
Baoyu dared not move, and after a long while of tender caressing, Xiren became aroused, and a trickle of nectar seeped from her flower chamber. She said to Baoyu, "Second Master, Xiren is feeling better. You should continue playing now, lest someone come in later."
Only then did Baoyu begin to thrust and lick as the fairy in his dream had taught him. Xiren immediately felt an extraordinary pleasure, a sensation she had never experienced before. She let out a soft moan, and her heart
melted
, and she couldn't help but secretly reach out to embrace Baoyu's neck. Seeing that Baoyu's expression was unchanged, her heart was even more delighted, and the sticky nectar inside her gradually soaked through her entire flower chamber. Baoyu thrust and licked with great pleasure, and seeing Xiren enjoying it, he became even more excited and his movements became larger and larger. Several times, his penis went deep, and the tip of his penis would occasionally touch a soft yet firm, tender fleshy ball, a sensation beyond words.
Xiren felt as if struck by lightning, a sensation that was neither sore nor itchy, a feeling she couldn't bear, a desire to leave but couldn't leave, a longing to stay but couldn't bear. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes blurred, and her flower path spasmed, a large gush of sticky honey-like fluid gushing from her jade clam and flowing into her crotch.
Xiren was startled and quickly pushed Baoyu away, looking down to see that a small patch of the bed sheet beneath her was already wet. She couldn't help but secretly lament, groaning, "Oh my god, I don't know why this is coming out."
Seeing the mess between Xiren's legs, her soft downy hair already soaked and clinging to her pink vulva, with strands of bright red blood mixed with sticky white fluid winding down her snow-white thighs, it looked both erotic and obscene, captivating the heart. Baoyu quickly embraced her, coaxing
, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Even the fairy sister in my dreams produces this kind of fluid; she says women produce it when they're happy."
Xiren, her pretty face contorted with distress, said, "No, no, this has soiled Rong's sheets!"
Baoyu then remembered that the two of them had been fooling around on his nephew's wife Qin Keqing's fragrant bed, and he couldn't help but feel worried, unable to come up with any solution.
Xiren thought for a moment, then hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief and tried to dry the sheets. Fortunately, she was in time, and the stains were very faint.
Baoyu finally felt relieved, but his lust rekindled, and his manhood rose high again. He took the undergarment he had just changed out of and spread it on the bedsheet. He then pressed Xiren down and said with a smile, "Anyway, this garment is dirty and needs to be washed when we get back. Let's just use it for now."
Xiren was also savoring the pleasure from before, so she let Baoyu spread her legs, her pretty face flushed, and said, "I can't do anything with you. Do whatever you want. Just remember, you mustn't let anyone else wash this garment when we get back." Before she finished speaking,
Baoyu's large penis was inserted into her jade clam again, penetrating straight into her flower chamber. This time, she felt no pain, only the thick, hot penis filling her flower path. The pleasure made her two pointed white feet straighten, and she let out a soft, delicate "ah."
Baoyu played with her beautifully, his face flushed and his ears burning, and he broke out in a sweat. He continued to penetrate deeper and deeper, greedily loving Xiren's tender flower core.
Xiren couldn't bear it any longer; her slender waist twisted and turned, almost breaking, but the young master's large, fleshy member on top of her refused to give up, relentlessly thrusting into her tender flower core, making her feel as if her soul was about to break. She couldn't help but tremble and say, "Good Second Master, why do you keep touching me
there It's so hard to bear!"
Baoyu said, "Don't you know this is the most tender part? The fairy sister in my dream said this is called the flower core, and it's the most beautiful when men and women make love. How can you say it's hard to bear?" He felt increasingly pleasurable, and in a moment of his young masterly temper, he wrapped his arms around Xiren's delicate body, not letting her escape, and thrust his
jade pestle deep into her.
Xiren was intoxicated, her muscles numb and her bones weak, unable to speak anymore, and could only endure it bitterly.
After only twenty or thirty more thrusts, Baoyu suddenly groaned, tightened his grip on Xiren's slender body, and thrust his jade pestle deep into her, the large glans pressing against her tender flower core, swelling a few times before he ejaculated.
Xiren felt a burning sensation in her clitoris, and her soul nearly left her body. A shiver ran through her, her clitoris went numb, and she convulsed a few times before losing control...
It turned out that Baoyu was originally the stubborn stone used to mend the heavens, refined by Nuwa, and was no ordinary person. His essence was the essence of Xuan Yang, the most beautiful essence for women. Xiren, already somewhat aroused by his play, couldn't resist his extraordinary yang essence.
Baoyu also felt a small stream of hot fluid flowing from Xiren's vagina, drenching his glans with a tingling, intoxicating sensation. He had finally truly tasted a woman's first vaginal fluid, and in a daze, he thought, "Women have such alluring things, and I'm only experiencing it
now . I've wasted over a decade..."
Indeed: A dream of the young master of Yihong Palace, and countless beauties are intoxicated from then on.
The storm subsided, and the two quickly tidied themselves up, thankfully unseen by anyone. Seeing traces of blood on the handkerchief Xiren had used to wipe his sweat, Baoyu carefully tucked it into his bosom like a precious jewel. Xiren was both ashamed and delighted.
That evening, the two returned to the Rong Mansion with Grandmother Jia, Madam Xing, Madam Wang, and others. From then on, Baoyu treated Xiren differently from the others, and Xiren treated Baoyu even more attentively.
Only then did Baoyu realize that his dream of meeting the fairy was not a dream; such intoxicating pleasure truly existed in the world. Afterwards, countless romantic escapades occurred in the Rong and Ning Mansions. In Chapter 3 of the first episode, "The Flower Tribulation,"
on this day, Madam You, Jia Zhen's wife, sent someone to the Rong Mansion to invite Fengjie over. She said that last time, she had accompanied the old matriarch from beginning to end, serving her without properly appreciating the plum blossoms, and today she was invited alone.
Fengjie was happy to oblige, and dressed early. After first replying to Madam Wang, she came to say goodbye to Grandmother Jia. Baoyu happened to be nearby and, hearing of this wonderful prospect, also wanted to go.
Fengjie had always favored him the most. Although they were of the same generation as uncle and sister-in-law, they often addressed each other as brother and sister. Besides, this young master's temper was hard to resist, so she had no choice but to agree. She waited for Baoyu to change his clothes, and the two of them got into
the carriage and headed towards Ningguo Mansion. The two of them sat in the carriage, holding hands and talking about trivial things.
Ever since Baoyu dreamed of making love with a fairy and secretly tried it with Xiren, he realized that such pleasures existed in the world. After returning home,
he also stole the head maid, Musk Moon, who served him. In fact, among all the maids in his room, Qingwen was the most beautiful and the one he coveted the most. He couldn't help but want to taste her. However, while the other maids wanted to be intimate with Baoyu, the beautiful and fiery Qingwen refused to mess around with him. Baoyu was a little afraid of her temper, so he didn't dare to force himself on her
. The other maids, such as Qiuwen and Huixiang, were all too young, but fortunately, they hadn't been defiled by him yet.
Baoyu nestled in Fengjie's arms. He was fifteen, seven or eight years younger than Fengjie, and the two had a very good relationship, so their closeness was quite normal.
But now that Baoyu had experienced the pleasures of a woman, the feeling was quite different. His arm brushed against Fengjie's soft breasts, feeling their plump, round shape, a world apart from the soft, flat breasts of the two maids he had played with. The jolting of the carriage made him dizzy and disoriented
.
Fengjie, feeling uncomfortable from his touch, frowned and said, "Brother Bao, what's wrong with you today? You're so close, and it's hot; it's making me sweat." Baoyu
shamelessly replied, "I don't know what's wrong with me either. Today, I just want to be close to you, sister." Although they were uncle and sister-in-law, they rarely used formal terms of address, usually referring to each other as brother and sister in public.
Fengjie lightly slapped Baoyu, scolding, "Are you silly? Be careful others hear and laugh at you."
This young master Baoyu had always been unable to bear a woman showing him any disrespect, and now, seeing Fengjie's charming and coquettish expression, he was completely captivated, his heart tingling with desire. He said, "We siblings are so close, let whoever wants to laugh laugh, I'm not afraid. Dear sister, please let me linger a little longer." He
remained nestled close to Fengjie's embrace.
Fengjie, hearing his increasingly inappropriate words, had a sudden thought. She pretended to move her body, slightly raising her leg, and her inner thigh touched a hard, heavy object, warm even through her trousers. Baoyu's face immediately turned red, and he snuggled even closer to her, acting like a spoiled child.
Fengjie understood a bit, and said with a smile, "Little Bao has grown up, and
now he knows how to take advantage of women, doesn't he?" Baoyu's face burned even hotter, and he argued, "No, that's not it. We siblings are close, and we've always done this, and I've never heard you say anything about it."
Fengjie gently pinched Baoyu's huge member and laughed, "Still trying to deny it? You've always done this, but I've never seen your thing get bigger."
Baoyu couldn't say anything more, and with Fengjie's pinch, his soul seemed to have flown away. He clung to his sister-in-law, who was like a goddess, and his huge member rubbed against her plump thighs.
Fengjie leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Who taught you all this? It must have been that scoundrel Xue Da Daizi who corrupted you, right?" The
"scoundrel Xue Da Daizi" Fengjie was referring to was Xue Pan, the son of Aunt Xue who had moved from Jinling to Beijing. Xue Pan was known for his womanizing and petty theft. It was said that he had come to the capital this time to kill someone while trying to snatch a girl and was now on the run from the authorities. Moreover, he
had not behaved himself at all in the capital, indulging in debauchery, drinking, and causing trouble day and night. His behavior was well known to everyone, and people from both households avoided him. However, Baoyu got along with him quite well, so Fengjie naturally thought of him first.
Baoyu dared not blame anyone else, blurting out, "It has nothing to do with him, I dreamt of a fairy sister who taught me."
Fengjie, of course, didn't believe him. She reached out and lightly pinched his cheek, laughing and scolding, "Lying again? If it wasn't her, then it must be some shameless maid in your room. Hurry up and tell me who taught you!"
Baoyu, of course, dared not mention Xiren or Sheyue, and retorted wildly, "It really has nothing to do with anyone, I learned it in a dream! Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me!" He buried his face in Fengjie's soft, plump breasts, rubbing against them, inhaling their sweet scent, completely
lost .
Fengjie, flustered by his embrace, her breath slightly ragged, tentatively asked, "You really learned it in a dream? Then have you actually played around with anyone?"
Baoyu remained silent in her arms for a long while before finally answering shyly, "Yes."
For some reason, a hint of displeasure flashed through Fengjie's mind. She asked, "Which one is it?"
Baoyu, who was most protective of the maids in his room, stammered. Fengjie laughed, "I was just asking casually. Why are you so nervous? All those maids in your room, which one won't be yours in the future?"
Baoyu reluctantly said, "Xiren." Musk Moon, whom he had teased, still dared not say it aloud.
Fengjie laughed, "I also think it will definitely be her. My Bao-brother has really grown up. When you go back to your room tonight, you can still ask her to play with you. Now, sit down quickly, you're making me very uncomfortable." Her voice was sweet and affectionate.
Baoyu, sensing that Fengjie wasn't being stern, felt a surge of excitement. He wrapped an arm around Fengjie and groped her waist with one hand.
Fengjie didn't refuse. Her face flushed, she remained silent for a moment, then noticed a small gap in the carriage curtain. Taking advantage of Baoyu's inattention, she quietly closed it. Looking down, she saw Baoyu's restless hand, seemingly trying to slip inside his clothes. She quickly grabbed it, scolding him with a playful laugh, "You're getting more and more
outrageous! Are you flirting with your brother's wife?"
Baoyu grinned and said, "I remember now. A couple of years ago, you asked me to come to your room to help you write something, and you said I was naughty and took my things to play with. What was that?"
Fengjie blushed, surprised that he still remembered something from such a young age. Unable to maintain her composure any longer, she laughed and spat, "That was when your brother Lian was cheating on you with another woman. I was so angry and wanted to teach him a lesson, but you just happened to come over to play. It was no use. Did you tell anyone?" Baoyu shook his head and said, "How could I tell anyone about such things? I was just ignorant back then, but now that I understand a bit, you won't let me play anymore." He paused, then added angrily, "My brother is cheating on me, and you're just watching over him."
Fengjie waved her hand and said, "Don't mention him. He's more obedient now." She looked at Baoyu and said shyly, "You're really my little devil. Now that you understand, what do you want?" Baoyu was delighted to hear this and laughed, "Now I only want this." His two devilish hands roamed over Fengjie's body, occasionally slipping inside her clothes. Everything he touched was warm, smooth, and soft, making Fengjie's eyes glaze over and her breath come in gasps, but she no longer stopped him. Baoyu whispered in Fengjie's ear, "You used to take my things out to play with, don't you miss them now?" His hand slipped inside her clothes and reached for her breasts, grasping one of her full, soft breasts. He squeezed it slightly, feeling his hand go weak. What maid could compare to her plumpness? Fengjie's heart fluttered. She glanced at Baoyu and said in a sweet voice, "Then take it out and let your sister see. If it's still as useless as it was back then, who would want it?" Looking at Baoyu, she began to feel his growing charm. His handsome face was like the Mid-Autumn Moon, his complexion like spring flowers, his sideburns as if cut by a knife, his eyebrows like ink paintings, his nose like a hanging gall, his eyes like autumn waves. She couldn't help but feel weak in the knees, her heart fluttering with desire. Baoyu, too, was captivated. He actually untied the large red handkerchief from his waist, pulled down his trousers, and took out his already erect member. It was as thick as an infant's arm, its shaft round and smooth, with a large, red, plump nipple at the tip. Upon seeing it, Fengjie exclaimed, "Heavens! It's gotten so big! It was already attracting attention before, and now it's even bigger!" She couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch the red, plump nipple. It was as soft as a peeled lychee, but when she stroked it further, the shaft was as hard as iron , hot and shiny. Her body went limp, and she wondered what it would feel like to have this treasure inside her . Baoyu, feeling uncomfortable from Fengjie's ministrations, laughed and said, "If you like it, Sister, feel free to play with it." He then began to explore Fengjie's body. Fengjie was completely captivated, caressing and playing with his rare treasure, utterly enamored with it. She sighed inwardly, "Who will love such a treasure someday?" She even secretly lamented that she already had someone she loved. Then, startled, she cursed herself for her wild thoughts. After fiddling with it for a while, Baoyu began to untie Fengjie's belt. Fengjie clutched her lower back, panting, "You can't do that anymore. Let me help you cool down with my hand." Baoyu, burning with desire, was unwilling to be satisfied so easily. His eyes darted around. Despite his dullness in other matters, he was quite shrewd in these things. He said to Fengjie with a lecherous grin, "That won't do. Good sister, you should take off your skirt so I can see. Only then can be extinguished." Fengjie's ears turned red. She spat, "What patience do you have? You just do it like this. Watch me get your juices flowing in a few strokes. Do you believe me?" As she spoke, she twirled her hand, placing a jade-like finger on Baoyu's glans and urethral opening, skillfully rubbing it a few times, instantly making the lustful Baoyu lose his senses. It turned out that when she was pregnant with her eldest sister, she couldn't have sex with her husband. At that time, Jia Lian hadn't yet taken Ping'er into his service, and she was afraid he would stray outside, so she often used her hands to soothe Jia Lian. One can only imagine . Baoyu quickly changed his tune, pleading, "Good sister, I'll confess, but I really want to see your wonderful thing." Fengjie said expressionlessly, "No." Her handwork was extremely skillful and ingenious; after only ten strokes, she had already rubbed a thin, clear fluid from Baoyu's glans. Baoyu was extremely anxious, grabbing Fengjie's arm and shaking it wildly, pitifully pleading, "There's no one else in this carriage, sister, please be kind to me this once. I promise I'll listen to you properly in the future, good sister." His large penis, already erect like Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, was now in the woman's soft hand. Hearing this, Fengjie thought to herself, "This boy will surely be a pillar of the Rongguo Mansion in the future. Although he refuses to study now, if he puts in the effort one day, how can his brother ever catch up with him?" Wanting to win over Baoyu, she sighed softly, " You little rascal, how can anyone harden their heart? If you forget this today, I'd rather die of grief!" She loosened her sash. Baoyu, already captivated , hurriedly replied, "Sister Feng, dear sister, if I, Jia Baoyu, forget how kind you were to me today, may I be struck in two by lightning, burned to ashes, and scattered into the sea to feed the turtles!" His eyes were fixed on Fengjie's waist. Sister Feng scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about! Just remember your sister in your heart, why make such a big oath? And there's one more thing, you can't tell anyone, not even a maid like Xiren in your room, otherwise if it gets to my ears, I'll kill you ." Baoyu nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "Would I be that stupid?" Then he saw Sister Feng let go, and his skirt and undergarments slipped down, revealing his snow-white belly, and below his thighs, there was a dense patch of black hair.

Baoyu's heart pounded wildly. He said, "I can't see." He then reached out and parted the soft, secret bush. He saw a deep red and tender pink inside, with clearly defined lines, rich and erotic, unlike anything he had played with in the two maids he had been with. He was mesmerized.
Fengjie, having her private parts taken by him and seeing his unwavering gaze, went limp. A surge of desire arose, covering her delicate parts with a thin, transparent layer of dew, making them appear even more tender and obscene.
Baoyu was excited and went further, touching her inappropriately, making Fengjie tremble. She couldn't help but cry out, "Baoyu, what are you doing!"
Baoyu, however, didn't care. He said, "Sister, help your brother relieve his heat. I'll also make you feel more comfortable." He even used two fingers to rub the deep red clitoris inside her vulva. Because it trembled lively and was almost twice the size of the two maids he had played with, he found it particularly
interesting and was extremely fond of it.
Fengjie groaned, "I don't need your service." But Baoyu was making her feel incredibly good; electric sensations coursed through her body from her lower body, and sticky, lustful fluids gushed out, making her delicate vulva feel as if coated with oil, so slippery that Baoyu
couldn't hold it .
Baoyu became even more excited and begged Fengjie to massage his manhood, which she did. The siblings then masturbated each other in the carriage, indulging in ecstasy the whole way, but both tried their best to hold their breath, afraid of being overheard by the maids and servants outside.
Suddenly, Baoyu knelt up, grasped his large penis, and brought it to Fengjie's crotch. The woman hurriedly blocked him with both hands, glaring at Baoyu with her phoenix eyes, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Baoyu, holding his large treasure, groped between Fengjie's legs, but his peach blossom spring was protected by her two jade hands, leaving him no way to enter. He could only mumble in a huff, "Good sister, just let me have some fun today. I've missed you
so much!" Fengjie still refused, panting, "This is absolutely not allowed. Playing around with you like this is already extremely inappropriate. If you continue like this, it will be... it will be incest. When you go to the underworld and meet your ancestors, they won't forgive you."
Baoyu pleaded, his face burning, "Even God doesn't care now. Good sister, look how miserable I am." He pitifully presented his large treasure to Fengjie. It was swollen and large, with a glans that was round, red, and shiny,
curving upwards. The jade-white shaft was covered with winding , bluish-black veins. What woman could not be tempted by such a sight? Jia Lian's thing was far inferior to this handsome younger brother's.
Feng Jie swallowed hard and murmured, "Good brother, let me help you get it out with my hands." Her hands, which she had been covering, couldn't stop a trickle of fluid from seeping out.
Bao Yu wouldn't have it, still clinging and teasing her, his large penis darting aimlessly between Feng Jie's hands.
Feng Jie simply refused; even if she were virtuous and chaste, she wouldn't let Bao Yu play with her to this extent. In truth, Feng Jie was, at heart, the kind of woman who was fickle and seductive, always keeping a close eye on Jia Lian while secretly indulging in her own desires. Because she had read
the erotic books Jia Lian had bought for her, which claimed that plump young men were the most nourishing and could preserve youthful appearance, she despised those with sallow complexions, dry hair, and sallow skin, like Jia Rui, who tried to steal her but was tormented half to death by her. She had always preferred handsome
young men , such as Jia Rong and Jia Qiang from the East Mansion, whom she had secretly taken advantage of under the guise of doing errands. Bao Yu's spirit and vitality far surpassed theirs, but because the Old Madam doted on him and thought he was too young to understand such matters, and because everyone in the family
was watching him, she had never dared to provoke him. Now that Bao Yu had come to her, it was a golden opportunity, but she harbored a deeper cunning, thinking, "If I give myself to him easily today, he might look down on me later. I'll keep him in suspense for a while." Indeed: Who knows the secrets
of her ? She guards her beauty, hiding her scheming heart.
The more Fengjie refused, the more anxious Baoyu became, showering her with sweet words, hoping to win the heart of his celestial sister-in-law. Just
as Fengjie was about to soften her stance and grant his wish, a servant outside the carriage announced, "Second Mistress Lian, Second Master Bao, we've arrived at Ningguo Mansion!" The siblings panicked and scrambled to their feet.
Fengjie straightened her clothes, smoothed her hair, and helped Baoyu dress and tie his headscarf. Seeing his still unsettled expression, she wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a charming and alluring smile, "Where did your courage go?" Baoyu was instantly captivated again
. The carriage had already entered Ningguo Mansion and stopped. Fengjie then took Baoyu's hand and led him out of the carriage. (

From Chapter 4 of the first episode, "The Flower Tribulation," a story of a bizarre encounter
between siblings: Fengjie and Baoyu, sister and brother, alighted from the carriage hand in hand. They were greeted at the ceremonial gate by You Shi, wife of Jia Zhen, and Qin Shi, wife of Jia Rong, along with many concubines, maids, and wives.)
Seeing that the siblings' faces were rosy, Madam You smiled and said, "Your complexions have improved so much in just half a month, you look radiant!"
Fengjie, usually so eloquent, blushed slightly because of what had happened in the carriage, and quickly changed the subject. Qin Keqing, a shrewd and perceptive woman like Fengjie, watched Baoyu with a half-smile. Baoyu, seeing this, felt his face burn and his forehead break out in a light
sweat . Without realizing it, he released Fengjie's hand.
The maid's carriage arrived, and Xiren came forward to wipe the sweat from Baoyu's forehead, asking in surprise, "You've only been in the carriage for a short while, why are you sweating so much?"
Baoyu stammered, "It was hot in the carriage."
After a few more laughs and conversations, they all went to their seats in the main room. After Qin Shi finished serving tea, Feng Jie said, "What did you invite me here for? If you have anything good to offer me, bring it on quickly, I have other matters to attend to." Before You Shi and Qin Shi could reply, several concubines on the floor laughed and said, "If Second
Mistress hadn't come today, fine, but now that she's here, we can't let her get away with this." Just then, Jia Rong came in to pay his respects, but Feng Jie didn't even glance at him.
Qin Keqing noticed this and stepped forward with a smile, "What a coincidence! My brother, whom Uncle Bao wanted to see immediately last time, is here today too. He's probably in the study. Why don't you go and see him, Uncle Bao?"
Upon hearing this, Bao Yu immediately got off the kang (heated brick bed) to leave. Fengjie had heard rumors of how handsome and dashing young Qin Zhong was, and had long wanted to see him. She said, "Since that's the case, why not invite this young master Qin in so I can have a look? Do you think I can't see him?"
Youshi, secretly worried, laughed, "No, no need to see him. He's not like our children, used to roughhousing and playing. Other people's children are all well-behaved; if they suddenly see your impoverished daughter, they'll be laughed at to death."
Fengjie, however, wouldn't back down, laughing, "I'd rather not be laughed at by everyone in the world than let this little kid laugh at me!"
Jia Rong, also harboring ulterior motives, smiled and advised ... He said, "That's not what I meant. He's shy and hasn't seen much of a scene before.
If your aunt sees him, she'll be furious." Fengjie glared at him and said, "No matter what he looks like, I want to see him! Don't talk nonsense. If you don't bring him to me, I'll give you a good slap."
Jia Rong quickly said with a grin, "I won't hesitate anymore. I'll go and bring him right now."
As he spoke, he indeed brought back a young man. He was slightly thinner than Baoyu, with delicate features, fair skin and red lips, a handsome figure, and elegant manners, even surpassing Baoyu in some ways. However, he was timid and shy, with the demeanor of a young girl, and he bowed and greeted Fengjie bashfully and vaguely.
Fengjie was almost stunned. She liked such handsome young men the most. She nudged Baoyu and laughed, "He's better than me!" She then leaned over and took the child's hand, making him sit beside her. She slowly asked him: how old he was, what books he read, how many brothers he had, what his school name was, and
she spoke to him very affectionately. Qin Zhong blushed and agreed to everything.
Someone had already run back to the mansion to inform Jia Lian's concubine and maid, the pretty Ping'er. Knowing that Feng Jie and Qin Shi were very close, Ping'er dared not be disrespectful, so she sent over a bolt of cloth and two small gold ingots inscribed with "Top Scholar" as a gift. Feng Jie even laughed and said it was too simple
.
Qin Shi and the others thanked her. After a while, they ate dinner, and then You Shi, Feng Jie, Qin Shi, and the others played dominoes—that goes without saying.
When Baoyu saw Qin Zhong's outstanding character, he felt a sense of loss and remained in a daze for half a day. A delirious, infatuated feeling arose within him, and he thought to himself, "There are such men in the world! Now I see myself as nothing more than a mud pig or a mangy dog. How I hate that I was born into this
noble family! If I had been born into a poor, lowly family, I would have long since befriended him, and my life would not have been in vain. Although I am more noble than him, I know that fine silks and brocades are nothing more than covering this dead piece of wood, and fine wine and lambs are nothing more than filling this cesspool.
The word has been poisoned by me!"
When Qin Zhong saw Baoyu's outstanding appearance and extraordinary demeanor, coupled with his golden crown, embroidered robes, and pampered servants, he also thought, "Indeed, it's no wonder that Baoyu is so beloved. It's a pity that I was born into a poor family and cannot be close to him. It shows that 'poverty' limits people, and is indeed
a great misfortune in this world." Both of them were lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Baoyu asked Qin Zhong what books he was reading. Qin Zhong, upon being asked, answered truthfully. The two chatted for about ten sentences, gradually becoming closer.
Soon, tea and fruit were laid out, and Baoyu said to the maids, "We two don't drink wine. Put the fruit on the small kang in the inner room, and we'll sit there so as not to bother you." He then pulled Qin Zhong into the inner room for tea.
Keqing, overhearing this, busied herself setting out wine and fruit with Fengjie while rushing in to Baoyu with a smile, saying, "Uncle Bao, if your nephew says something careless, please watch over me and don't pay him any attention. Although he's shy, he's quite strong-willed and not very easygoing."
For some reason, Baoyu felt a sense of warmth and pleasure upon seeing Keqing and smiled, "Go ahead, I understand."
Qin Zhong then bowed and whispered some more instructions to her brother before going out to accompany Fengjie. Qin Zhong, however, blushed and dared not look at Baoyu any longer.
Before long, Fengjie and Youshi sent someone to ask Baoyu, "What would you like to eat? There's food outside, just go." Baoyu agreed, but he had no interest in food. Annoyed by the questions, he asked someone to close the door and tell the maids to leave, so he could only talk intimately with Qin Zhong.
Qin Zhong thought for a moment and suddenly said, "My teacher passed away last year, and my father is old and disabled, and busy with official duties, so we haven't discussed hiring another teacher yet. Right now, I'm just reviewing my old lessons at home. To continue studying, I need one or two close friends to accompany me, and we can
discuss things together often to make progress." As he spoke, a faint blush quietly crossed his face, which was as sweet as sweet wine to anyone who saw it.
Baoyu's heart stirred, and before he could finish speaking, he replied, "That's right. We do have a family school. Those in the clan who cannot afford a teacher can attend, and relatives among the children can also study there. My teacher went home last year, so my studies have been neglected.
My father intends to send me there temporarily to review my old books, until my teacher returns next year, at which point we can each study at home. My grandmother, however, said: firstly, there are too many children in the family school, and she fears they might become too naughty; secondly, I have been ill for a few days, so we will postpone it for now." " Leave it for now. So, it seems your father
is also worried about this matter. Why don't you tell him when you get back today? Come to our humble school, and I'll accompany you. It'll benefit both of us, wouldn't that be a good thing?"
Seeing that Baoyu understood, Qin Zhong was secretly pleased and said charmingly, "I'd like to grind ink and clean the inkstone for Uncle Bao. Why don't we finish it quickly? That way, neither of us will waste our time, we can chat and get together often, we can comfort our parents, and we can enjoy the pleasure of friendship. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" His words were double-
edged, and his eyes seemed to hold a hint of unnamed affection.
Baoyu listened and saw, and was instantly captivated. He reached out and took Qin Zhong's hand, finding it soft and smooth, unlike a man's hand at all. He said, "Don't worry, don't worry. We'll tell your brother-in-law, sister, and sister-in-law Lian when we get back. You go home today and tell your father, and I
'll tell my grandmother. There's no reason not to finish it quickly." The two agreed on their plan, smiled knowingly, and were each filled with delight.
Baoyu couldn't bear to let go of Qin Zhong's hand, holding it and caressing it as if entranced. Qin Zhong remained silent, letting Baoyu admire and caress him, his jade-like face growing increasingly flushed, his eyes becoming hazy, even more beautiful than a woman's alluring gaze. Baoyu looked up and was stunned.
Qin Zhong, experienced as he was, suddenly said, "Uncle Bao, have you ever had a friend like me?"
Baoyu didn't understand, but answered haphazardly, "No, where in the world can you find another person like you?"
Qin Zhong laughed, his smile as alluring as a flower, and said, "Uncle Bao, why are you holding my hand like this?"
Baoyu's face flushed, but he didn't let go, staring at him and saying, "I used to hate men the most, but I don't know why, after seeing you, I can't bear to part with you." This was the truth; he often said, "Men are made of mud, women are made of water." But now, seeing
this water-like man, he couldn't help but be captivated.
Qin Zhong gazed at Bao Yu for a moment, then got up and moved to sit beside him, walking around the small table on the kang (heated brick bed) laden with fruit and snacks. He whispered in Bao Yu's ear, his breath sweet as orchids, "Is that truly what you feel?"
Seeing Qin Zhong so close and hearing such words, Bao Yu's heart melted. He nodded and said, "Absolutely true, without a doubt." Qin
Zhong then leaned closer, and Bao Yu hurriedly embraced him, feeling his soft, graceful figure and slender waist, as if he were truly holding a woman.
Qin Zhong's arms also encircled Bao Yu's waist, and he murmured, "It's hot, Uncle Bao, would you help me take off my outer garment?" Bao Yu's heart pounded. He clumsily loosened Qin Zhong's belt and undressed him, touching the soft, smooth skin beneath. He felt a surge of desire, and Qin Zhong, without a word
, readily reciprocated.
Baoyu murmured, "We're both men, how come you're so much prettier than me?"
Qin Zhong laughed, "Not at all, Uncle Bao is the real handsome man. I just look like a girl, I don't have that manly air."
Baoyu said, "That's for the best. Men are just muddy things." He paused, then said, "There's no one else here, let's call each other brothers, or you can just call each other by our names."
Qin Zhong said, "I wouldn't dare."
Baoyu said, "Don't worry, I'll like it that way."
Qin Zhong smiled and said, "Then how about I call you 'Brother Yu'? You can call me by my nickname 'Little Zhong' like my sister does."
Baoyu happily said, "That's it, Little Zhong."
Qin Zhong also called out "Brother Yu" in a very pleasant voice, and Baoyu happily responded.
After a moment of intense passion, the two became intimate again. Qin Zhong, wanting to seduce Bao Yu, used his seductive tricks, his actions becoming increasingly lewd, causing Bao Yu's heart to flutter. Suddenly, blushing, he blurted out, "Little Zhong, would you let me see your lower half,
to see if it's different from mine?"
Qin Zhong remained silent, his face growing increasingly red. After a while, he began to loosen the handkerchief around his waist. Bao Yu was overjoyed and, taking advantage of the situation, said with a lewd grin, "Take it all off."
Qin Zhong's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't resist giving Bao Yu a light pinch on the cheek, smiling as he said, "If you want to see someone's lower half, why do you have to be completely naked?" Bao Yu didn't know how to answer, but then he saw Qin Zhong undressing.
Qin Zhong removed his clothes one by one, folding them neatly and placing them on the bedside table. His body was gradually revealed, until he was completely naked. Bao Yu was stunned. Qin Zhong's skin was incredibly smooth and white, soft and supple. Bao Yu thought to himself, of all the women he had ever seen, Qin Zhong was probably...
Only Xue Baochai could compare to him; even top-tier women like Fengjie, Daiyu, and Qingwen might pale in comparison. Moreover, he was slender and graceful, with a willow-like waist, lotus-like arms, snow-white hips, and long legs. Except for his flat chest, every feature was exquisitely beautiful,
surpassing even some women in beauty, which only fueled Baoyu's affection for him.
Baoyu stepped forward to look at his lower body, but he covered it with both hands, staring at Baoyu and saying, "Brother Yu, it's only fair if I see yours too."
Baoyu, unperturbed, quickly stripped naked, leaving Qin Zhong staring intently, exclaiming, "What man can compare to Brother Yu?" The two then pressed their treasures forward, admiring each other, completely captivated.
Baoyu's penis was thick and large, with a prominent, upward-curving glans and a smooth, white shaft, making it look quite imposing. Qin Zhong's penis, on the other hand, was covered with a layer of pinkish-white skin, with a pointed glans and a slender shaft, appearing quite long and delicate, which was rather
alluring.
Baoyu reached out and grasped it, saying, "What a delightful treasure."
Qin Zhong also reached out and gently stroked Baoyu's penis, secretly astonished. None of the men he had ever met before had such a large penis. He breathed softly and said, "It's much thinner than Brother Yu's."
Baoyu shook his head and said, "Mine is no good. Compared to yours, it's just a vulgar thing."
The two embraced and fondled each other, enjoying themselves immensely. After a while, Baoyu's desire burned fiercely, but he didn't know what to do. He sighed, "It's a pity you're not a woman..." "It can give me a moment of ecstasy."
Qin Zhong said with a smile, "As long as Brother Yu doesn't mind, there are still places on my body that can ignite your passion."
Bao Yu's hands roamed all over his body, everything he touched was soft and smooth, and he said breathlessly, "Where? Where on your body can I find anything I don't like!"
Qin Zhong left Bao Yu's embrace, rolled over and lay down, his jade buttocks raised high, and looked back at Bao Yu with a charming gaze. His body was slender, his limbs were long and thin, and his skin was extremely white and tender. Lying there, he looked like a charming young woman.
Bao Yu's heart pounded wildly, and he pointed to Qin Zhong's snow-white buttocks and said, "You mean this place?" Qin Zhong nodded with a flushed face.
Bao Yu hesitated slightly, but seeing Qin Zhong's two jade buttocks, which were exquisite and round, and his skin was as white as snow, he finally couldn't resist and leaned forward. He saw a pink chrysanthemum in the center of his buttocks, so tender that it seemed as if it could be broken by a breath. The surrounding area was clean and tidy. He had no more worries, so he picked up his jade pestle,
aimed at the tip, and tried for a long time, but couldn't get in.
Qin Zhong chuckled, his face buried in the pillow. Bao Yu blushed, hearing him say from below, "Brother Yu, how can such gentleness be so arousing? Your treasure is much bigger than others', use more force." He inadvertently let slip the secret, but luckily Bao Yu was only focused on Qin Zhong's tender buttocks
and didn't hear the words.
Bao Yu tried again with more effort, feeling pain in his glans, but still couldn't penetrate. He said awkwardly, "If I use more force, I'm afraid you'll hurt too."
Qin Zhong sat up, glaring at Bao Yu, and said, "I've never seen anyone so delicate!" Then he bent down and took Bao Yu's large penis into his mouth, skillfully and expertly sucking on it.
Bao Yu felt a surge of confusion, yet found the sensation utterly intoxicating.
Qin Zhong sucked on Bao Yu's penis for a while, then spat it out. It was covered in slippery saliva. Staring at Bao Yu, he said, "I only do this to you, understand?" Before Bao Yu could answer, he bent down again, raising his snowy buttocks, and said, "Brother Yu, come again
. If it still doesn't work this time, I can't help you."
Bao Yu then tried again, but it was still very difficult to penetrate. However, driven by lust and afraid that Qin Zhong would laugh at him, he hardened his heart and thrust fiercely again. Qin Zhong cried out, "Ouch!" This time, thanks to the lubrication of the saliva, it finally went in, penetrating almost completely.
The large glans was firmly pressed against Qin Zhong's soft rectum.
Bao Yu, not caring about the details, hurriedly asked, "Little Zhong, does it hurt?"
Qin Zhong groaned, "Brother Yu, move faster, it's so hard to bear." His anus felt like it was splitting open, yet he also felt Bao Yu's jade stem burning hot like charcoal, making the surrounding walls very uncomfortable.
Baoyu quickly began to suck and lick, only to find that it was tight and narrower than the first time he had played with the two maids. Moreover, the skin texture was clear, and the sensation of scraping the glans of his penis was surprisingly wonderful.
Xi Ren, waiting outside for a long time without any movement, wondered if Bao Yu had called for anything. She gently pushed open the door and peeked inside. She immediately blushed with embarrassment. She saw her beloved Bao Yu kneeling behind Qin Zhong, both men completely
naked. She couldn't help but feel annoyed, thinking, "I've heard people say that homosexuality exists, and it turns out it really does! Men can actually have sex like this. I didn't believe it when I heard about it. Sigh... This young master Bao is really lucky; he gets to try all sorts of things." After
a while, Bao Yu felt Qin Zhong's buttocks becoming increasingly slippery and pleasurable. He couldn't help but whisper, "Little Zhong, you even produce lustful fluids like a woman. How interesting!"
It turns out that the anus also has glands, and when stimulated to a certain degree, it naturally produces lubricating mucus.
Qin Zhong moaned softly below, his seductive voice no less alluring than a woman's: "Hmm, what comes out of my buttocks, the ancient books call it oil." He paused, then cried out again, "Ah...ah...Brother Yu, are you happy? Is little Zhong alright?"
Bao Yu blurted out, "Yes, wonderful." He thought to himself, "So men can be this ecstatic with men."
Then he heard Qin Zhong hum, "How does it compare to girls?"
Bao Yu thrust deeply behind him, feeling that this was the best moment, and blurted out, "Even compared to women, it's more wonderful."
Qin Zhong took the opportunity to seduce the precious young master, twisting his slender waist and gently spreading his snowy buttocks, and asked, "So, will you love me more or them more in the future?"
Bao Yu was aroused beyond words, and the fleshy rod inside his anus swelled even more, and he answered joyfully, "I'll love you more." This immediately made Hua Xiren, who was peeping outside the door, so angry that she almost vomited blood.
Qin Zhong felt a surge of pleasure, constantly turning back to look at him. His eyes were alluring, surpassing even a woman's in beauty, and he uttered all sorts of seductive whispers, intent on bewitching Bao Yu behind him.
Bao Yu stirred and thrust dozens more times, just as he was about to lose control, when he heard Qin Zhong tremble and say, "Little Zhong is about to...about to ejaculate, Brother Yu, could you...could you use your hand to help me in the front?"
Bao Yu quickly reached out and grasped Qin Zhong's penis, stroking it back and forth. After only twenty or thirty strokes, he heard Qin Zhong moan, "I can't take it anymore, I'm about to ejaculate, Brother Yu, help me...help me faster!"
Bao Yu then stroked his slender penis rapidly, his thrusts penetrating even deeper. The glans seemed to touch something soft yet firm, a very strange sensation, quite different from a woman's clitoris, yet incredibly pleasurable to rub. He couldn't help but wonder... "Little Zhong," Baoyu said,
"what is this? Does a person's buttocks have a 'flower core'?"
Qin Zhong, dazed, replied, "That's the end of the intestines, called 'flower liver' in ancient books. It's very delicate... Oh dear, I can't hold back anymore, I'm really going to ejaculate!"
Baoyu, completely infatuated, vigorously teased Qin Zhong, groaning, "The word 'ejaculate' is indecent, it sounds like something a man would use. Change it to 'lost.'"
Qin Zhong cried out, his body convulsing, and said as if his heart was breaking, "Brother Yu... Brother Yu, I've been played with until I lost it!" The jade stem held in Baoyu's hand swelled several times, and drops of white fluid spurted from its tip. He was already prepared, holding a
snow-white handkerchief tightly to cover himself.
Seeing Qin Zhong's seductive state, Baoyu could no longer restrain himself and fiercely thrust a dozen more times, almost pulling Qin Zhong's tender anus out. Finally, he unleashed a torrent of passionate ejaculation, the gushing hot semen spraying deep into Qin Zhong's buttocks... Qin Zhong felt that Bao Yu's...
The fluid was different from others; for some reason, his whole body went numb, and his jade stem, which had just ejaculated, involuntarily twitched, as if about to ejaculate again. He quickly grabbed Baoyu's hand and vigorously stroked it several times, ejaculating again, trembling as he said, "Brother Yu,
you've really ruined me today!"
Outside the door, Xiren's undergarments were soaked. Unable to bear it any longer, she went to a secluded corner, pressed her delicate clitoris with her slender fingers, and quickly and vigorously rubbed it for a while. After only a few dozen strokes, her body trembled, and she silently ejaculated.
Inside the room, the two men, having enjoyed their ecstasy, were even more reluctant to part. Qin Zhong folded the snow-white handkerchief wrapped with his own fluids and waved it in front of Baoyu, saying shyly, "This has some of Xiao Zhong'er's stuff on it, Brother Yu, do you want it?"
Baoyu, of course, treasured it and hid it in his sleeve. The two lingered on the bed for a long time, uttering all sorts of lewd words. It was truly a case of: "Meeting a handsome young boy sparks the interest in homosexuality; mutual attraction reveals the beauty of male love. " Xi Ren
, still reeling from her loss of control, took a while to recover. She wanted to leave, but feared someone might accidentally stumble in and cause a major incident, so she anxiously stood guard at the door, lost in her own thoughts.
When the lamps were lit, Bao Yu and Qin Zhong emerged hand in hand from the inner room, their faces still flushed, but both radiant. Xi Ren, who had been guarding the door, hurriedly moved away.
Seeing You Shi, Feng Jie, and the others still playing cards, they went to watch for a while. Ke Qing glanced at her brother, then continued playing cards. When it came time to settle the accounts, it turned out that Qin Shi and You Shi had lost the money for the drinking game. They agreed to have the same meal the day after tomorrow, and immediately ordered someone to bring dinner.
After dinner, everyone played cards for a while longer; there was no time to admire the plum blossoms. Feng Jie rose to take her leave, and she and Bao Yu walked hand in hand.
You Shi and the others escorted him to the main hall, where they found it brightly lit with candles and servants standing on the steps. They encountered the old servant Jiao Da, drunk and shouting insults.
Seeing his unruly behavior, several servants rushed forward, grabbed him, tied him up, and dragged him to the stables. Jiao Da became even more incoherent, even blurting out Jia Zhen's words: "I'm going to the ancestral hall to cry to our ancestors! Who would have thought such beasts would be born! Every day they steal dogs and play with chickens
, some commit incest, some keep their husbands' younger brothers—what don't I know? We 'hide our broken arms in our sleeves'!"
Regardless of how You Shi and Ke Qing, the servants, were terrified by his outrageous rant. They didn't care about anything else and filled his mouth with mud and horse manure.
Feng Jie and Jia Rong, hearing it from afar, pretended not to hear, while Ke Qing, her face pale, bit her lip and remained silent.
Seeing Jiao Da's drunken antics in the carriage, Baoyu found it amusing and pulled Fengjie aside, saying, "Sister, listen to him say 'incestuous relationships,' what does 'incestuous relationships' mean?"
Fengjie, upon hearing this, immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded, "Stop talking nonsense! That's just drunkard's ramblings! What kind of person are you? You didn't hear it, yet you ask! When I get back and tell Madam, I'll give you a good beating!"
Startled, Baoyu quickly begged, "Good sister, I won't dare do it again." The group then returned to the Rongguo Mansion.
Along the way, the siblings remained silent, and Baoyu didn't cling to Fengjie's arms again, but stared blankly out the carriage window.
Fengjie, who had been aroused by him in the carriage at noon, still felt a surge of desire and secretly hoped for her darling to come and bother her again. She excused herself, saying, "It's getting late and a bit chilly outside," and lowered the carriage curtain. But Baoyu remained sitting there, like a wooden statue, lost in thought
.
Fengjie felt a mixture of love and hate, thinking, "Could it be that when I came at noon pretending to reject him, he actually took it seriously?"
It turned out that Baoyu was actually planning the days when he would go to school with Qin Zhong and see him every day. Indeed: "It's not because of his good looks that friendship is difficult, but because of his romantic nature that he begins to study." Chapter 5 of the First Episode, "The Flower Tribulation": Early that morning, Baoyu left the old lady's house to pay his respects and was wondering where to go when he saw several old women patrolling the garden. He didn't pay them any attention at first, but then he noticed a woman among them who was different from everyone else and looked completely unfamiliar. He looked closer and saw that she was about forty or
fifty years old, with fair skin and a plump figure. Although her expression was kind, her features revealed a refined and otherworldly air, and her clothes were very luxurious. She didn't look like a servant at all, so he stopped her and asked her questions.
An old woman replied, "This is Granny Bai, recommended by the Prince of Nan'an's residence. She's a skilled martial artist from the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world). Because of the recent troubles with thieves in the capital, they've invited her to help look after the garden. It's truly an inconvenience." Granny Bai also came over with a smile and greeted him.
Baoyu asked curiously, "A thief in the capital? How come I didn't know?"
Granny Bai replied with a smile, "Young Master, you're usually at home; it's good that you don't know about those petty thefts outside."
Another old woman chimed in, "We only recently learned about it ourselves, but we heard it's already quite a news story in the capital. That thief is incredibly slippery; the officials are searching everywhere, but he hasn't been caught yet. That's why the Master ordered someone to look after the garden. The Prince of Nan'an's residence heard
about it and recommended Granny Bai. We're truly fortunate to have her."
Baoyu nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Granny Bai a few more times, a strange feeling creeping into his heart: "This old woman looks as delicate as Aunt Xue, how could she be a person from the Jianghu?" Most of the other servants dared not look at Baoyu too much, but Granny Bai met
his gaze with a smile, looking very kind and amiable.
Baoyu was a little puzzled, and after thinking for a moment, he went to Jia Lian's courtyard. Ping'er said, "She's inside." He then rushed in, just in time to find the couple sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) discussing this matter. As soon as Fengjie saw Baoyu, she smiled and beckoned him to sit beside her. She put her arm around his shoulder
and said with a smile, "Why have you come?"
Baoyu saw her affectionate expression, which was typical of their time, but remembering the absurdity in the carriage that day, his heart fluttered, and he couldn't remain composed. Moreover, with Jia Lian still present, he chuckled awkwardly, "What's going on? There's a flower thief everywhere! And the Nan'an Prefecture even sent an old woman
to help us patrol the courtyard."
Jia Lian, however, was used to their "sibling" intimacy and didn't mind at all, saying... "This flower thief has been causing trouble for quite some time now. It's said he's abused many women over the past month, but we only found out about it now. Yesterday, Master asked me to find someone to help watch over
the mansion, so I went to Shunyuan Escort Agency to invite a few experienced escorts. But Nan'an Prefecture sent someone to say that those escorts are all men and can't enter the second gate, so they recommended this Granny Bai instead. They say she's a master from some sect in the martial arts world. I think she's even
more delicate than your sister-in-law." After saying this, she looked at Fengjie with a grin.
Fengjie glared at her husband and said, "The Prince of Nan'an's mansion rarely associates with us, so why would they recommend someone now? It must be because someone from our household has entered the palace, and they're unsure of how things will turn out, so they're trying to curry favor and just send someone to make it look good
."
Baoyu then understood a little, and then heard Jia Lian say, "This morning, Master called me again, saying that everyone said that flower thief is extremely slippery, daring to cause trouble even in broad daylight, and a large group of people can't catch him. He's afraid those few bodyguards won't be enough, so he wants me to go and invite some more skilled men
, and all the expenses will be covered by the government. I'll have to make another trip later."
Fengjie said, "Who should we invite this time?" She was shrewd in everything else, but she had no idea how to hire bodyguards.
Jia Lian said, "I've already planned this. I heard that the Zhengxin Martial Arts School in the south of the city was run by a Shaolin Temple disciple who has returned to secular life. They have some really good fighters, much better than the ones in ordinary escort agencies. I'll go there later to hire some people."
Baoyu found this intriguing and said he wanted to go with Jia Lian.
Fengjie pulled his hand and said, "Good brother, what's so fun about those vulgar places? Stay here and help me write a few words; I have something to ask you later."
Baoyu, intrigued and eager to visit the martial arts school, didn't notice Fengjie's watery gaze and said, "I'll help you write it when I get back." Fengjie, though inwardly resentful, had no choice but to let him be.
Baoyu and Jia Lian rode in a carriage out of the Rong Mansion, heading south of the city.

Meanwhile, at the Ning Mansion, Jia Rong had breakfast and went out to run errands. Qin Shi, having just finished paying her respects to You Shi, felt listless and lost in thought. She wandered to the back garden and saw a wicker swing hanging forlornly. She thought, "It's been so long since I've
come to play with you. Do you miss me?" She dismissed all the maids, leaving only her close friend Ruizhu, and climbed onto the swing, asking Ruizhu to push her. She played happily for a while.
Suddenly, she felt a pang of sadness, remembering, "Ever since Xiao Zhong'er met that Baoyu, he's rarely come to see me." Her thoughts turned to Baoyu, and for some reason, she felt shy and anxious.
Lost in her reverie, Qin Keqing suddenly saw Ruizhu fall backward as if drunk, landing face-up on the grass. Confused, she saw a blur of white light, and then a figure appeared before her. Looking closer, she saw a hideous, blue-green face with a single,
curved red horn on its forehead. She nearly fainted from fright, her body going limp as she was about to fall off the swing… but the figure, whether human or ghost, grabbed her and pulled her onto the swing as well.
Qin Keqing was speechless, feeling as if she were being groped from head to toe, and with that ghostly face before her, it was as if she were in a nightmare. The half-human, half-ghost seemed to sniff her face, then spoke in a surprisingly pleasant voice: "Everyone in the capital says Jia Zhen's daughter-in-law is a fairy
descended from heaven, and it's true."
Qin Keqing, her breasts grasped, felt immense shyness, but her fear subsided somewhat. Upon closer inspection, she realized the man was wearing a mask, revealing clear, bright eyes that clashed sharply with the狰狞 mask. She shouted, "Who are you? How dare you
harass a respectable woman in broad daylight!"
The man didn't answer, a strange smile playing on his lips. His hands moved wildly, stimulating her, making her feel weak all over. A captivating masculine scent wafted over her, making her almost give up resisting…
But she couldn't just let him do this to her like this, could she? Qin Keqing was startled and struggled frantically. Though she was naturally promiscuous and had had affairs, how could she accept this situation?
The masked man had a hundred ways to render Qin Keqing completely immobile, but he only teased and flirted with her, letting her struggle without letting her escape his grasp, as if he found this the only way to have fun.
Keqing struggled wildly on the swing for a while, feeling her hands ache, her waist go weak, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. The purple floral handkerchief around her waist came loose, her skirt slipped down and hung on her ankles, revealing a large section of her smooth, jade-like legs. Finally, even her jade
brocade bodice pair of pear-shaped breasts bounced out. She was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, afraid that the man would see her clearly, so she pressed herself forward, wanting to hide in his arms.
The masked man laughed smugly, saying, "This is called throwing yourself into my arms, but I didn't force you."
Qin Keqing hurriedly pushed him away, clutching her chest with both hands, and cried out helplessly, "My master is a hereditary third-rank official, holding the rank of General Weilie, and my husband is also a student of the Imperial Academy. You're bullying me today; aren't you afraid the authorities will arrest you one day?"
To his surprise, the man laughed, his eyes seemingly filled with boundless arrogance, saying, "Don't mention a mere third-rank title. Even that foolish emperor is just someone I temporarily place there. Who in the world can do anything to me!" He fondled Keqing's soft,
pink breasts, his thumb kneading her delicate, rosy nipples, his clear eyes gleaming with lewd light.
Hearing the masked man utter such treasonous words, Keqing knew she couldn't frighten him. She could only hope someone would find her in the back garden, but she regretted her earlier playfulness, having dismissed all the servants.
But soon, Qin Keqing felt uneasy all over, panting heavily, her body glistening with sweat. When the man reached down and touched her, she realized she was already soaking wet. Even the rattan mat on the swing was slippery with her movements, and she blushed crimson
.
Her husband, Jia Rong, was quite skilled in bed and very passionate, but compared to this man, it was like child's play. Somehow, even the slightest touch from him brought her unparalleled pleasure.
Seeing Qin Keqing's shy and alluring demeanor, the masked man couldn't resist. He suddenly loosened his belt, pulled out an enormous thing, and inserted it into her vagina, causing her to float up.
Qin Keqing quickly glanced over and was immediately shocked. The thing was almost twice the size of her husband's! Even Jia Rong usually gave her some difficulty, let alone this one! She struggled fiercely again, but the man only held her two white buttocks, spreading her legs apart and placing them on
his broad waist, preventing her from closing them. Then, he thrust his giant, hammer-like glans forward, dipping it in the slippery nectar of her tender flower, and then steadily and firmly pushed into her delicate depths, step by step, no matter how much Keqing resisted or struggled, he only pressed forward bravely.
Strangely, Keqing did not feel pain, only a feeling of her flower chamber being filled to the point of bursting. She thought that she would not be able to take it if it went in any further, but even when the man thrust all the way in, she did not die. He had actually taken her deep, precious flower core, and she felt a wave of drowsiness and weakness. When the man moved again, she realized
that was the kind of pleasure that was beyond words.
The masked man stared at Keqing with gleaming eyes. His expression was hidden behind the mask, but he chuckled softly, "When did you get married, my darling? Why are you still so tight?"
Keqing was overwhelmed with shame. She felt that the head of the man's penis could almost reach the deepest part of her body, plucking at the tender and sensitive flower at the end of her body. This was far superior to Jia Rong's four or five thrusts out of ten. The thrusts made her tremble and spasm. Moreover, there seemed to
be endless changes in the advance and retreat, making it difficult to discern the complex and varied feelings.
The masked man used some kind of magic, and the swing began to sway gently on its own, rising higher and higher. The two of them, squeezed onto the small swing frame, were making love, a truly bizarre and delightful sight. Qin Keqing's pair of snow-white, beautiful legs dangled from the swing frame, her silk skirt already
fallen to the ground. Xiao Xianglian, still wearing pink embroidered shoes, arched and relaxed in mid-air. Against the backdrop of the surrounding green trees, the scene was incredibly enchanting and alluring, but unfortunately, no one else could see it.
Qin Keqing had never experienced such a wonderful sensation before. She felt her heart swaying and floating with the swing, as if she were about to ascend to heaven. Her lower body was being scraped by that hot, enormous thing, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her flower chamber. As it emerged, it felt as if it were dragging her liver out of her vulva; as it entered, it went straight to her deepest depths
. That powerful hammer almost felt like it was pushing her heart out of her throat. Her spring water gushed out of her jade vulva, already soaking her, some of it winding down her legs. With each swing of the swing, a few drops flew away, their whereabouts unknown…
The masked man then lewdly teased her, laughing in her ear, “Such a tender flower heart, how come I only met you today?”
Keqing suddenly couldn’t help herself, feeling a tingling sensation in her flower heart, an intense itch that seemed to seep into her very bones. She cried out in a short, delicate voice, “I’m going to lose it.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she was filled with shame and regret, thinking how could she have been played with and lost by a stranger in this situation, and so
quickly, and what was worse, she had even cried it out! In an instant, her face burned so hot she didn't know where to put it. She curled up low in the man's arms, her hands unconsciously clinging tightly to his broad back. Her body convulsed, and she bit her cherry lips hard, hoping to endure it...
But the masked man was experienced and had ingenious lewd skills. At this critical moment, he suddenly used his powerful hidden force to twist her body violently. The force was strange and ruthless. His large glans seemed to have opened up her tender flower heart deep inside. It pressed clearly inside, warming the delicate flesh inside.
A faint suction force penetrated directly into her little flower eye, drawing her soul away.
Ke Qing let out a soft cry, "Aiya!" Her hair stood on end, but then she heard the man laugh triumphantly, "Little darling, if you can't hold back, spit it all out. Let me taste what kind of flower nectar you have."
Ke Qing felt languid, her last bit of restraint vanishing. Her flower core opened, and the pent-up nectar gushed out like a torrent. Such ecstasy was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she knew she would never experience it again…
The masked man felt streams of oily, soft liquid being poured onto his glans. The soft nectar flowed, its tingling sensation penetrating deep into the core, extraordinary indeed. Having tasted countless bounties, he knew he had encountered a rare treasure, one in a million. He quickly channeled his profound energy to absorb it, drawing the streams of flower essence into his body. He couldn't help but
exclaim , "Truly a peerless beauty! Not only is she breathtakingly beautiful, but even the yin essence flowing from her is like the nectar of the Jade Pool!"
Qin Keqing was indescribably beautiful, her small mouth agape, her delicate body trembling and softening, being pleasured to the point of near death by the masked man, experiencing pleasure far exceeding her usual intensity.
After a blissful ordeal, she heard the masked man laugh, "My darling, after today, will you miss me?"
Qin Keqing gritted her teeth and shook her head. The man then lifted Qin Keqing up, grabbed her fallen clothes, and leaped and bounded like a white crane, instantly landing her on the swing. Before she could even see clearly, they were behind a rockery. Qin Keqing, unaware that this was the light-footed skill of a martial artist leaping across rooftops
, was filled with astonishment and doubt, unable to distinguish whether the man was a god or a ghost.
The masked man placed Qin Keqing among the lush flowers and laughed, "The scenery here is delightful. Let me indulge you once more and see if you still want me." He was so impressed by Qin Keqing's extraordinary beauty that none of the hundreds of women he had slept with could compare to her, so he planned to
use some extraordinary methods to subdue her.
Keqing was both terrified and utterly captivated, thinking that if she were to be with this man again, she would surely lose her life.
This time, the masked man stripped Qin Keqing naked, and then stripped himself completely naked as well. The moment their skin touched, Keqing felt its smoothness. Stealing a glance, she saw that the man's physique was incredibly handsome and strong, and his skin was exceptionally fair and smooth. She was instantly mesmerized, only regretting that the
man still wore that hideous mask.
The masked man wrapped Ke Qing's legs around his waist and fiercely thrust his enormous, erect penis inside her again. A series of skillful thrusts sent her to ecstasy once more.
After a while, seeing the beautiful woman beneath him biting her lip and enduring the pain, the masked man laughed, "This place is secluded and quiet. Even if you scream, no one will hear you. Why put up with it?"
Ke Qing, extremely ashamed, became even more alluring, which fueled the man's lust. He lewdly said, "I'll make you cry out!"
This time, the masked man used all sorts of secret techniques, making Qin Ke Qing's entire body melt. Her flower buds overflowed with honey-like fluid, and her two jade-like thighs were as slippery as if soaked in oil, yet she still refused to cry out.
For some reason, the masked man suddenly felt a pang of pity and could no longer bear to torment her. He changed his approach, teasing her with gentle caresses, his lips tracing her cheeks and neck. After a long while, Ke Qing began to moan softly, delighting him like a sweet drink.
In the throes of ecstasy, the masked man leaned down and said, "Let me kiss you." Ke Qing couldn't refuse. In a daze, she tilted her head back and opened her lips to kiss him. Although a hideous mask separated them, a feeling of infatuation arose in both of their hearts.
The man's tongue explored Ke Qing's mouth, and Ke Qing couldn't help but entwine it. When he withdrew his tongue, she couldn't resist sticking out her own slippery little tongue for the masked man to suckle.
The masked man's technique was exquisite, completely captivating Ke Qing. Her beautiful legs, which had been forced to wrap around the masked man's waist, now tightened around him. The two lovers, their bodies intertwined, moved in and out, their exquisite pleasure beyond description.
Keqing's tongue was held in the man's mouth, and suddenly she felt a jolt in her thigh, her whole body going numb. She cried out indistinctly, "No, I'm going to lose it again..."
The man snorted, "I'll save some for you, little bottom, stick your butt out and catch it properly."
Keqing, involuntarily, obediently raised her jade-like buttocks, receiving the masked man's thrusts. Her deep, hidden orifice was opening and closing, on the verge of loss, when suddenly a scalding torrent shot into it. She felt as if struck by lightning, feeling
even more exquisite than before. A soft moan escaped her throat, and her yin essence gushed from her orifice, leaving her almost unconscious.
The two embraced, their lovemaking reaching a state of blissful ecstasy.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Keqing vaguely heard the man whisper in her ear, "Baby, do you want me to come find you again?" Without thinking, she nodded, her neck instantly turning red.
She then heard the man laugh, "Playing with me too much might cost you your life, have you thought it through?"
Qin Keqing, like a willful child, said, "Even if I lose my life, I'll still... you."
The masked man gazed deeply at the woman beneath him, a sudden, inexplicable flutter in his heart; Keqing, too, stared intently into the man's clear eyes, imagining the true face beneath his狰狞 mask...
Lost in her reverie among the flowers, Keqing didn't know when the masked man had left. Her hands and feet were weak as she put on her clothes, but she couldn't find the purple floral handkerchief at her waist. Supporting herself, she stood up, swaying precariously, and went back to her room, fortunately unseen by anyone.
As evening fell, Jia Rong still hadn't returned. His maid, Ruizhu, rushed over, begging for forgiveness, saying she'd been pushing the swing for her mistress and somehow had fallen asleep on the grass, only waking up now. But Jia Rong's mistress didn't scold her; she simply lay languidly on
the couch , seemingly thinner, a soft curl of hair falling across her forehead, her eyes staring blankly out the window…
but outside, besides a few faint bamboo shadows and a cold, desolate white moon, what else was there? (Episode 1, Chapter 6: The Enchanting Beauty of the Southern Frontier) Meanwhile, Baoyu followed Jia Lian by carriage to the south of the city. In the distance, they saw a large courtyard, not as luxurious and elegant as their own home, but still lush and verdant with trees planted everywhere. Upon closer inspection, a plaque hung above the main gate, inscribed with "Zhengxin Martial Arts School," and beside it,
the smaller characters "Wuxin, the 37th generation disciple of Shaolin Temple."
The two alighted from the carriage, and disciples from the martial arts school came out to greet them. The leader, a handsome and well-proportioned man, introduced himself as Zou Yuanshan, the eldest disciple of the martial arts school, saying that his master, Yin Zhenglong, had been waiting for him in the hall for some time. Jia Lian hurriedly returned the greeting and followed him inside.
In truth, Jia Lian had only purchased the minor title of Assistant Magistrate; this courtesy was solely due to his father's high rank as a First-Class General.
Upon entering the gate, they saw a training ground paved with large blue bricks. Around the edge of the ground were rows of weapons—besides the knives, spears, swords, halberds, and axes often seen in plays, there were many other unfamiliar weapons.
In the center of the training ground, a dozen or so people were practicing, far more impressive than the usual street performers.
Baoyu was captivated and refused to leave. Jia Lian, having no other choice, had to leave him there, instructing his servant Mingyan to look after him, while he went to see the school master. Zou Yuanshan smiled slightly and also called over a junior brother named Bai Xuan to stay and care for Baoyu.
Seeing that Bai Xuan was about half a head taller than him, with a slender figure and a spirited air, Baoyu asked with a smile, "Are you also a disciple here? Have you learned any amazing skills?"
Bai Xuan knew that he was a young master from a wealthy family in the city, and although he found Baoyu's question a bit strange and silly, he didn't take offense and smiled, "I am a disciple of the 'Ping' generation in the Martial Academy. I haven't learned much martial arts, but I have gained some physical strength from it."
Baoyu said "Oh," and he and Mingyan, along with their servant, watched with great interest as the people in the arena practiced swords and knives.
Among them was a bearded, imposing man wielding a large club. He gestured and spoke as he led several young men in a demonstration, their movements halting and starting.
After watching for a while, Mingyan said to Baoyu, "I think they're quite ordinary. Their movements are so slow; if they really fought, they'd be useless."
Bai Xuan heard this, but only smiled slightly and ignored him. Nearby, a disciple of the "Ping" generation named Gu Li overheard this, glared at him, then suddenly smiled and walked over, bowing to Mingyan. He said, "Young man, you must have practiced martial arts. May I ask which school you belong to
?"
Mingyan said smugly, "I haven't learned any martial arts, but among the hundred-odd men in our manor, few can beat me." This wasn't an exaggeration. Although young, he was tall and had a fiery temper. He loved fighting and always won. Fengjie, fearing that
someone would bully Baoyu, had him follow Baoyu around.
Gu Li laughed, "So you're this good, young man? I've been learning in this martial arts school for so long, but I've never actually fought anyone. Why don't we have a go? Maybe I can learn a move from you."
Mingyan said amiably, "I always fight for real, I don't know how to hold back, and my master has repeatedly told me not to fight. My young master is here today, so... so..."
Gu Li laughed loudly, turned around and left, shouting, "So you're just afraid? What excuse are you making up!" Everyone in the arena turned to look.
Mingyan flew into a rage, a surge of anger rising in her heart. She leaped into the arena, grabbed the man's collar, and shouted, "I was afraid you'd suffer, but you don't appreciate it! I'm not afraid I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Gu Li looked at Mingyan and said calmly, "So you want to play with me?"
Mingyan said, "If you're not afraid of pain, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Gu Li said, "Then let's begin." Before anyone could see what he did, Mingyan, who had grabbed his collar, was suddenly thrown to the ground, landing heavily on the blue brick floor. He lay there stunned, causing everyone around to laugh.
Baoyu, also without seeing what happened, saw Gu Li go forward to help Mingyan up. Mingyan was both ashamed and angry. He shook off the man's hand, jumped up, and shouted, "What kind of hero takes advantage of someone's unpreparedness! Let's fight again!"
Gu Li seemed startled and quickly jumped back, pretending to be on guard, but he grinned and said, "Alright, let's play again. Are you ready?"
Mingyan shouted and lunged forward like a tiger... but with a "thud," he landed hard on the blue brick floor again. This time, however, he got up quickly and launched several counterattacks. But Gu Li's movements were not large, whether elbowing, slapping, or kicking. Mingyan could only stumble and fall
. He fought back repeatedly and was thrown down several times. Suddenly, he climbed out of the arena, stood up, bowed, and said, "Brother, I'm not fighting anymore. I can't beat you." He had never been so good-natured before.
Seeing Mingyan's disheveled state, his clothes covered in dust, Baoyu realized he truly possessed martial arts skills. He immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "This humble servant was unaware of my limitations and may have offended you with my words. Please forgive me."
Several others returned the bow. Gu Li, nicknamed "Rolling Lion" for his skill in lying on the ground, was known for his mischievous nature but was also very easygoing. He helped Mingyan brush the dust off, laughing, "I'm the most playful of all. Did I hurt this young man
?"
Mingyan grinned and said, "No, no, I've certainly seen something amazing today! Someday I'll come here and learn a few moves from you all. Maybe then we'll be fellow disciples." Everyone thought he was just joking, unaware that he truly harbored this intention.
Suddenly, someone called out, "Senior Sister Yin Lin is back!" The crowd immediately became excited and rushed to the door to greet her.
Baoyu, finding the name bright and pleasant to hear, also looked around, curious to see who was so popular. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A girl dressed in a light green dress, slender and graceful, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was walking in with a group of people, looking travel-worn. Although they were still quite far
apart , he seemed to see clearly a pair of large, beautiful eyes on the girl's face, unusually bright. He thought to himself, "She truly lives up to her name."
Even Mingyan beside him was stunned, and after a long while, she murmured, "My goodness, such big eyes!"

That evening, Jia Rong had just returned home from outside when he suddenly heard that someone from the Prince of Bei Jing's residence had come to invite him. Everyone in the family panicked.
It turned out that although Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, was not yet twenty, he was now a prominent figure in the court due to his ancestors' high merits. Moreover, he was exceptionally handsome and had a humble nature; everyone said he was "no ordinary person." However, he had never had any dealings with the Ning Mansion before, and today he had come to invite Jia Rong. They didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse
.
Jia Rong quickly changed his clothes, mounted his horse, and followed the messenger.
Upon arriving at the Prince of Bei Jing's residence, Jia Rong followed the messenger inside. A fully dressed servant carried his sedan chair. Along the way, he saw magnificent pavilions and towers, lush trees and rocks, a grander scale than his own home. Even before passing the second gate, he saw many young women and servants coming and going,
almost all of them youthful and charming, quite different from other princely residences. He thought to himself, "It seems the Prince of Bei Jing enjoys using women."
After walking around for a while, someone announced, "We've arrived. Please alight from the sedan chair, young master." Jia Rong stepped out and saw that he had arrived at a magnificent, ornate, painted pink building. Above the door were the elegant characters "Tianxiang Lou" (Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion). A beautiful maidservant with a lantern greeted him, saying, "The Prince is waiting
upstairs ."
Jia Rong cautiously went upstairs, turning past a screen displaying beautiful women. In the distance, he saw a man sitting there, accompanied by two or three beautiful women holding cups. On the other side, a row of women carried various rare musical instruments, some of which he had never seen before. Jia Rong knew the man was Prince Bei Jing, so he quickly
knelt down, not daring to raise his head, and said respectfully, "This humble one, Jia Rong, greets Your Highness."
Prince Bei Jing replied in a gentle voice, "No need for formalities, Your Highness, please rise. I have prepared a feast for you; please take your seat." His voice was quite pleasant.
Jia Rong felt relieved and rose slightly. He saw that Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, had his hair tied in a jade-like bun, his hair as black as lacquer, and a jade headband that reached his eyebrows. He wore a simple cloud-patterned brocade robe, his face like beautiful jade, his figure slender as a willow, and his eyes clear and
bright, like stars in the night sky. Strangely, in some way, he resembled Bao Yu somewhat. Just sitting there casually made one feel ashamed of their own appearance.
Jia Rong, who was always very proud of his looks, secretly sighed in comparison upon seeing the Prince of Bei Jing. He said, "What merit do I have to deserve such a banquet from Your Highness? Please explain the reason before I dare to take my seat."
The prince smiled and said, "I have long heard of the Prince's romantic and unconventional lifestyle and have long wished to befriend him. That is why I have invited you to a family banquet today. You need not be reserved; we can talk about anything."
Jia Rong was delighted to hear this and thought to himself, "So that's how it is. I've heard that the Prince of Bei Jing is quite the ladies' man, frequenting brothels. I often enjoy myself in those places and have made a name for myself. I suppose that has reached his ears, which is why he invited me here to exchange ideas. It seems my
good fortune has arrived." He then said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. How could I possibly accept such an honor?" A beautiful concubine led him to a table to sit down, where maids served delicacies and poured fine wine.
After several rounds of drinks, Prince Bei Jing laughed and said, "I've heard that the Heir Apparent often frequents the brothels in the capital. May I ask which places he often visits?"
Jia Rong quickly replied, "To be honest, Your Highness, whenever I have free time, I like to stroll around the Jade Pavilion. May I ask if Your Highness has ever been there to enjoy yourself?" Prince
Bei Jing laughed and said, "Yes, I have. It's truly a wonderful place." He then began to chat with Jia Rong about the pleasures of the place, discussing who among the courtesans was the most talented, the most charming, and the best in bed, and so on. Jia Rong was extremely familiar with the place, answering with great enthusiasm and detail. In the midst of the wine's flow,
he became quite animated. Then the prince laughed and asked, "I wonder if the Heir Apparent has learned any good skills there?"
Jia Rong was secretly pleased, thinking, "So that's why I came." He smiled and said, "A while ago, a female master from the Jade Pavilion said she had a secret technique that could teach a man to sleep with ten women without ejaculating, a skill that would benefit him for a lifetime. Seeing that I had some talent, she asked if I was willing
to spend the money. I usually disdain learning such things, but I couldn't stand her arrogant attitude, and besides, that woman was quite beautiful, so I gave her six hundred taels of silver and reluctantly learned it. Who knew that the skill would actually work? Now all my wives and concubines are afraid of me."
He boasted excitedly, but he didn't notice the slight coldness in the corner of Prince Bei Jing's eye before he smiled and asked, "Does that skill have a name?"
Jia Rong replied, "It's called 'Ruyi Little Golden Lock.' According to that female master, it was a secret technique passed down by the Yu family in Jiangnan during the Southern Song Dynasty."
Prince Bei Jing praised, "Good stuff." He raised his cup and chatted with Jia Rong for a while, saying, "We've hit it off, and good wine needs beautiful women to accompany it. Let's have some entertainment."
Jia Rong's heart warmed. Night had fallen, and the building was adorned with many lanterns, quite unusual in their colors. Besides red, there were also vibrant ones in purple, blue, pink, and turquoise, each with a unique shape, more alluring than those in brothels, captivating the eye and intoxicating the senses.
The prince continued, "A few years ago, I was ordered to travel south to pacify the Miao people. When I returned, I brought back several Miao women, all skilled dancers. Let the young master enjoy them." This had already been announced by others, and the music played by the nearby musicians was strange and seductive, alluring and enchanting
—something never heard before, causing the heart to pound wildly.
Jia Rong was enraptured when suddenly six beautiful women emerged gracefully from behind a curtain; these must be the women from the southern frontier the prince had mentioned.
The Miao beauties dressed very differently from the women of the Central Plains. Their tops were sleeveless, their midriffs were exposed, and their skirts were extremely short. They were bare-armed and exposed-legs, and they even twisted their alluring little bellies, which were exposed, with their skin so white that it made people dizzy. On their pink arms, thighs, or ankles,
they wore asymmetrical golden rings with several small bells tied to them. When they danced, they made very pleasant sounds. What was even more attractive was their strange dance under the bright lights of the colorful lanterns. Their head-swaying, foot-lifting, waist-twisting, and hip-twisting movements exuded a
hot , youthful, healthy, and enchanting charm, which was completely different from the dances of the Central Plains. Jia Rong was really mesmerized by them.
After a short dance, another beautiful woman emerged from behind the curtain, her attire even more alluring and revealing than the previous six Miao girls. Her long, beautiful legs were adorned with Miao-style mesh boots, further emphasizing the graceful curves of her ankles and calves. Strangely, she possessed long, flowing purple hair, unlike anything Jia Rong
had ever seen . Her face was incredibly alluring, her every glance captivating and full of charm. A glittering light shimmered from her navel, and upon closer inspection, Jia Rong
discovered a tiny, silver-white bead embedded within it. The purple-haired enchantress danced, her eyes sparkling, sometimes seducing the prince, sometimes teasing Jia Rong, fiery and seductive. The Prince of Bei Jing merely watched with a smile, while Jia Rong was utterly speechless and dumbfounded.
After the dance ended, the six Miao girls withdrew, and the prince ordered the purple-haired dancer to pour wine for Jia Rong, saying with a smile, "This is my beloved concubine, originally named Kong Que'er. She used to be the leader of a cave with tens of thousands of people in Miao territory. After she came with me, she was called Zi Ji. Does the young master like her
?"
Jia Rong was startled and hurriedly replied, "Your Highness's beloved concubine, how could I dare to like her?" But then Zi Ji poured the wine and presented it to Jia Rong, smiling as she said, "Please, young master." Her voice was alluring and seductive, seemingly capable of piercing the soul.
Jia Rong hurriedly accepted the wine and downed it in one gulp. The Prince of Bei Jing then chatted with Jia Rong about all sorts of things, and Zi Ji knelt beside Jia Rong, pouring wine and urging him to drink. A sweet, cloying fragrance wafted into Jia Rong's nose, making him almost forget his own name.
As they chatted, the conversation turned to their homes. Seeing the prince occasionally ask questions, seemingly quite interested, Jia Rong even brought up the fun he had in his own quarters. He recounted an incident where he and his wife, Qin, played a game called "The Magpie Perches on a Branch," gesturing wildly to make sure the prince understood. This caused the
prince's concubines and Zi Ji to giggle, making Jia Rong even more smug, though he didn't clearly see the prince's expression.
The Prince of Bei Jing laughed, "It's been a pleasure meeting with the young master. We've had quite a bit tonight, so I'm going to rest. You don't need to go back to your residence; you can rest here." Jia Rong was about to decline when he saw the prince being helped away by his concubines.
Zi Ji, standing nearby, said with a grin, "Please come with me, young master." Jia Rong stood up groggily, but stumbled. Zi Ji quickly caught him and helped him to a side room on the south side of the building. Inside, there were heavy curtains and brocade quilts scattered on the floor—a truly magnificent sight.
Zi Ji helped Jia Rong lie down, kneeling beside him and smiling as she asked, "How are you, young master?"
Jia Rong glanced at her and replied, "I'm fine. Are you worried I'm drunk?"
Zi Ji laughed, "Alright, then I'll be going. There are maids outside; just call them if you want anything." Just as she was about to get up, Jia Rong grabbed her, his face gleaming, "Where are you going? Why aren't you keeping me company?"
Zi Ji smiled seductively, "What would I do with you?"
Seeing this, Jia Rong's heart fluttered, and his audacity grew. He pulled her down, embraced her, and laughed, "You made me drink too much earlier; now you have to keep me company and work up a sweat before we can sleep."
Zi Ji remained silent, which only fueled Jia Rong's excitement. He took advantage of his drunkenness to grope her body. Her skin was smooth to the touch, and most notably, every part of her body was soft and supple. He had been with many women, but he had never encountered one like her before, and he was immediately aroused.
Jia Rong touched Zi Ji's lower body and suddenly let out a soft "Eek!" with a look of surprise. He then slipped his hand inside her waist and carefully probed for a while, causing Zi Ji to gasp softly. Jia Rong, his face full of excitement, suddenly pressed Zi Ji down and tried to untie her short skirt to take a look.
Zi Ji grabbed his waist, panting, "I am the prince's concubine, how dare you play with me?"
Jia Rong was startled, broke out in a cold sweat, and sobered up a bit. He then thought, "Just now, Prince Bei Jing asked her to drink with him, and then kept her here to rest. His intentions are not ordinary. He must be using this beauty to entertain me because we got along well." The more he thought about it, the
more plausible it seemed . He laughed and said, "Even if the prince wants to chop off my head tomorrow, I won't let you off now."
Zi Ji closed her eyes and let go, coquettishly saying, "You, after a few drinks, you become so lewd. I don't care!"
Jia Rong was overjoyed. He quickly took off her Miao-style short skirt, spread her long legs open, and his blood boiled. He almost had a nosebleed. It turned out that the pubic hair on Zi Ji's pink mound was also a light purple, bright and soft, quite unique, but matching her hair
, so it wasn't too strange. The strangest thing was that her vulva, like her navel, was inlaid with tiny, gleaming silver beads. One was located just below the crimson clitoris, above the delicate vulva's opening, while the other was set at the very bottom corner of the vulva's opening, emitting a
silvery glow in the dim light, looking utterly lewd.
Jia Rong's penis in his pants instantly swelled to its limit.
Atop the high-rise, a refreshing breeze wafted by, and on the jade-colored glazed tiles lay a man, a cup of fine wine in one hand, the other occasionally bringing a pale purple floral handkerchief to his nose to smell. Gazing at the star-studded night sky, his mind conjured an image
of a fairy with a pale purple floral handkerchief tied around her waist, swaying ethereally on a swing…

In the seventh chapter of the first episode of "The Flower
Tribulation," Jia Rong thought with ecstasy, "Even the prince's woman is different from ordinary people in this respect!" Dissatisfied with the dim lighting in the pavilion, he used his arms to roll up Zi Ji's two smooth, snow-white thighs, tucking them under his armpits. This left Zi Ji's lower body
suspended in the air, her voluptuous vulva very close to Jia Rong's eyes, allowing him a clear view.
The jade clam was vibrant and beautiful, its two labia much redder than others, and the two delicate red shells inside were as crimson as blood, with distinct lines. Adorned by two small, gleaming silver beads, one above the other, it was truly mesmerizing.
Jia Rong noticed that the silver bead was set below the flower stem, making the delicate pink bud arch high, trembling gently, with glistening moisture on the tip. It was both alluring and captivating. He had never seen such a rare sight before. He was
completely mesmerized and reached out to touch it. He couldn't resist pinching the bead under the flower stem with two fingers and gently tugging at it, trying to see how it was attached. Before he could figure it out, Zi Ji let out a soft moan and scolded him playfully, "
What are you doing? I won't let you see!" and tried to close her legs.
Jia Rong quickly released her, forcing a charming smile, and said softly, "Did I hurt you, Madam? Oh dear, oh dear, let me rub it for you."
Zi Ji blushed and said, "No way!" Jia Rong didn't care, and stretched out two fingers, probing into the clam's mouth to rub it. In just a moment, the delicate thing inside became wet.
Jia Rong was aroused, and then bent down and licked it with his tongue. Touching the tender part inside, he felt a strange sweetness on his tongue. He was stunned and thought, "Could this woman's vaginal fluid be sweet?" He licked it a few more times, and it was indeed so. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "This
beauty is a treasure from head to toe! It's a pity she belongs to the prince, otherwise I would rather shorten my life by three years to get her."
Zi Ji moaned as Jia Rong's tongue touched her, with a soft nasal tone, delicate and incredibly alluring. Jia Rong became even more excited, his tongue dancing like a whip, and his mouth covering it to suck. Drops of plump water condensed in Zi Ji's moist, luscious clam
, only to be quickly blended together by him.
Zi Ji called out sweetly, "You hungry devil, have you had your fill?"
Jia Rong sighed, "Madam, your whole body is a treasure, even your jade-like essence is like nectar. I truly don't know what good fortune I accumulated in my past life; how could I not be tempted?"
Zi Ji smiled radiantly, "Your mouth is truly coated with honey; you're so good at making women happy." Jia Rong felt smug; wasn't his aunt, Feng Jie, often easily charmed by his words?
After a while, Zi Ji, panting softly, said, "You've driven me crazy! Do you want me or not?"
Jia Rong laughed and said, "Don't be impatient, Madam, I'm coming right now." He quickly took off his clothes, pulled out his already erect and ready-to-go penis, held her long legs on either side, and fiercely thrust it into her lustful flower stream... Zi Ji let out a "ouch," as
he had already penetrated her to the very root.
As soon as Jia Rong entered, he couldn't help but let out a low groan. It turned out that the two silver beads in Zi Ji's vulva were tightly gripping his penis, hard and slippery. With each thrust, they rubbed against the glans, making his bones feel weak. He had never experienced such ecstasy before
.
Jia Rong twitched a few times, and his glans suddenly encountered something soft and tender deep inside. He guessed it was her clitoris and chased after it, only to feel as if his glans had been bitten by a baby's mouth—slippery and toothless. He shuddered, experiencing intense pleasure, but it vanished in an instant. Jia Rong hurriedly arched his back and swayed his hips,
searching and teasing her. After a while, he regained it, tasted it again, and then lost it again.
Jia Rong was itching to get what he wanted. He remembered a method, so he took a pillow from the side and placed it under Zi Ji's buttocks, elevating her lower body. It worked immediately; he began to frequently tease her tender clitoris.
This method was taught to him by a female attendant in the Jade Pavilion. She said that a woman's clitoris is hidden deep within her flower chamber, rarely accessible to men. The simplest way is to use a pillow or blanket to elevate the woman's buttocks, making it much easier.
Jia Rong and Feng Jie often used this method for their trysts, and it was indeed very effective. Because Feng Jie's flower path was extremely deep and secluded, without this method, even ten thrusts wouldn't guarantee a single touch.
Zi Ji trembled and cried out, "Young master... young master, you're so good at playing! You... you actually know how to play with me there like this! Oh... it's so sour... oh... sour..." Slippery, lustful saliva flowed from her vulva, smearing Jia Rong's belly, making the sweet, cloying smell
even stronger .
While enjoying her sweet, seductive words, Jia Rong savored her touch, excitedly humming, "Madam, how come that thing inside you bites? It's so pleasurable!" He felt that this beauty was even more wonderful than Feng Jie and his wife Qin Keqing.
It turned out that Zi Ji's flower heart was a rare treasure, called "Toad Mouth" in ancient books. Whenever she had intercourse with a man, it would bite him like a baby suckling, making him feel incredibly comfortable. It was extremely rare, one in a thousand, and therefore she was extremely favored by Prince Bei Jing. She twisted her waist, and
the small bells on the gold rings on her ankles jingled crisply. She cried out, "Don't keep touching there, it's so sore! You...you won't be able to take it either...then there won't be any fun, ah...ah..."
Jia Rong wouldn't listen to her. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, Madam, I'm always good at this. Tonight I'll make sure you're satisfied!" Relying on his secret techniques, he indulged in his passion, repeatedly rubbing the tender flower heart with his glans. He thought that
the Ruyi Little Golden Lock he had learned for six hundred taels of silver was no joke. He wouldn't ejaculate until the whole night.
Little did anyone know that Zi Ji was no ordinary woman. She was originally nicknamed "Purple-Haired Enchantress," and along with the infamous "Azure-Eyed Demoness" of the Southern Frontier, they were known as the "Twin Beauties of Miao Frontier." Their fame was so widespread in the Southern Frontier that even those in the Central Plains martial arts world had heard of them and
treated
them with a degree of apprehension. For reasons unknown, Zi Ji later met Prince Shi Rong of Bei Jing, who was sent to pacify the people of Miao Frontier. She then wholeheartedly submitted to him, disappearing from the Southern Frontier without a trace. Surprisingly, she returned to the Central Plains with Prince Shi Rong, willingly becoming an
inconspicuous .
Her sect was an even greater secret: a branch of a demonic sect that had declined since the early Tang Dynasty and hidden itself in Miao Frontier. This branch originally excelled in illusion and seduction techniques, later combining them with local poison and Gu arts, developing over hundreds of years into a
new evil sect that plagued the martial arts world: the "Rebirth Sect."
The "Twin Beauties of Miao Territory" were among the best of the new generation. The Green-Eyed Demoness's bewitching magic had captivated the Southern Frontier, while the Purple-Haired Demoness was most adept at using seductive arts to subdue enemies, cultivating her entire body to be an incomparably alluring secret weapon. The two small beads embedded in her flower stream
, tempered with a secret Miao aphrodisiac, not only massaged the man's penis but also had a very strong aphrodisiac effect. The sweet secretions that flowed out during intercourse also contained aphrodisiacs that could drive people mad. Coupled with the exquisite flower core in her depths that could "bite,"
how could Jia Rong's trivial skills like the Ruyi Little Golden Lock be a match for her?
Jia Rong thrust dozens more times, feeling each thrust more pleasurable than the last. Suddenly, his ejaculation gate softened, and a tingling sensation flowed through his glans. He was shocked, but he could no longer hold back. He gripped the Purple Fairy's soft, smooth thighs tightly, deeply inserting his penis, and then shuddered
and ejaculated .
Zi Ji was an incredibly sensitive beauty. He elicited soft moans and cries as he sprayed her, her exquisitely beautiful white feet kicking and thrashing wildly on the crimson brocade quilt. Jia Rong, catching a glimpse of this, was even more aroused.
After a while, Jia Rong composed himself and saw the beautiful woman beneath him curled up softly, her languid, alluring eyes half-closed, looking at him with a half-smile. He blushed slightly and said, trying to explain, "Is Madam laughing at me? I was
so couldn't control myself and prevented you from having your fun. I'm truly ashamed."
Zi Ji smiled and said, "Who said I wasn't having fun? What are you so nervous about? Now you can let me go, right?"
Jia Rong, somewhat embarrassed, said, "How could I release you so quickly, Madam? Wouldn't that make you look down on me forever?"
Zi Ji smiled even more alluringly, playfully scolding, "Who told you to be so greedy? I told you not to keep...touching there, but you wouldn't listen, acting like you're in a hurry."
Jia Rong reached down and groped her lower body, leering, "Madam, that place is so beautiful, how can I resist?"
Zi Ji gently pinched Jia Rong's cheek, giggling in his arms, "Your mouth is coated with honey, deceiving women everywhere. Tell me, how many women have you tricked?"
Jia Rong felt that this prince's concubine was... They were intimate, and every smile and frown was captivating. He lingered with her, murmuring, "To be honest, I've seen countless women, but only you, Madam, are the best."
Zi Ji glanced at Jia Rong, her body soft and yielding, and breathed heavily, "Do you want to play some more?"
Jia Rong laughed, "Let me serve you well one more time, Madam."
Zi Ji seemed unsatisfied, and said sweetly, "You have to let me go after one more time!"
Having experienced a moment of ecstasy, Jia Rong regained some composure. He planned to thoroughly enjoy this stunning beauty, because after tonight, he might never have the chance to be with her again. He then removed Zi Ji's upper garment, revealing a pair of high, beautiful
breasts that trembled and swayed, incredibly alluring. He couldn't help but grasp them tightly in his hands, finding them just the right size for his hand.
This time, Jia Rong proceeded slowly, using all his skills, thrusting over a hundred times, yet still experiencing unparalleled pleasure. Gradually, he began to lose control, suddenly remembering that Zi Ji seemed to have never ejaculated. He leaned close to her ear and asked, "Have you come yet?"
Zi Ji didn't answer, then after a long pause, she said in a coquettish voice, "You're so slow, how am I supposed to come?"
Jia Rong, even more ecstatic, groaned, "I'll make you come!" He then began to thrust vigorously, and Zi Ji echoed with seductive moans. After a while, Jia Rong himself couldn't bear it any longer, feeling a tingling, aching sensation as the two small beads in Zi Ji's vulva scraped against his penis. The golden lock in his dantian
crumbled again, and streams of hot semen shot out. He trembled and said, "You haven't come yet?"
Zi Ji pouted and said, "I'm about to come, but you've already given up..."
Jia Rong felt ashamed and hugged Zi Ji, saying, "To tell you the truth, I've studied martial arts and can usually stay up all night, but I couldn't do it when I met you today. I guess it must be because those two little beads down there are too good, scraping up and down and making my thing unbearable
."
Zi Ji laughed and said, "Then stop playing around, let me go, or I'll tell the prince you bullied me." She made a move to get up.
How could Jia Rong let her up? He pressed her down and continued to fondle her. Soon he became erect again and thrust his spear into her tender flesh once more, feeling that this beauty was truly irresistible.
Zi Ji, panting softly, said, "You said you'd let me go after one more time, so why are you putting that thing inside me again?"
Jia Rong, completely infatuated, hugged her and pleaded, "Good sister, just let me have a taste." He had already ejaculated twice, and his penis wasn't very hard, but after being soaked in Zi Ji's nectar containing aphrodisiacs, it became as hard as gold and iron again.
Zi Ji giggled and said coquettishly, "You're so pathetic. What kind of man begs a woman like this?"
Jia Rong kissed her pink breasts inch by inch, putting on a sweet and gentle expression, and said, "Please, sister, have pity on me."
Zi Ji was silent for a long time, then suddenly whispered, "I like it from behind."
Jia Rong felt as if he had heard a celestial voice, and was overjoyed. He immediately turned her over, pressed his penis against her pink buttocks, and gently pushed it in, feeling a completely different sensation compared to entering from the front.
Zi Ji said in a coquettish voice, "Oh! Don't go too deep... just a little more, oh, that's about right, a little lower... um... that's it..." Her jade buttocks swayed gently in response to the man's thrusts.
Jia Rong did as she said, finding a small, slightly resilient wall in the shallow part of her flower path. With just a rub and thrust, she cried out in a wanton moan, even louder than before. Knowing that he had stimulated her itch, he began to thrust hard in that spot. It was indeed extraordinary, causing her to overflow with lustful fluids, sticking to
patches here and there, much fuller than the previous two times. A strange, sweet, lewd scent filled the air.
Jia Rong thought gleefully, "So this is her weak spot. It's even more vulnerable than her flower core. This time, I'll definitely get her yin essence to taste." He pressed down on her buttocks, thrusting and pulling hard. His jade stem rubbed the two silver beads in her flower stream and pulled them out.
The pink and white fluids rubbed together, and the turbid waves overflowed, creating an extremely lewd and beautiful scene.
Nearly a hundred thrusts passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Ziji seemed about to give in, but Jia Rong himself was also experiencing intense pleasure, his penis throbbing with desire from the two small beads, he couldn't help but moan, "Good sister, aren't you going to ejaculate?"
Ziji lay in the quilt, biting her pillowcase, and cried out softly, "Little brother, just... just a little longer, I... I'm about to... I'm about to come!"
Jia Rong struggled to hold back, and after a few more thrusts, he felt his ejaculation was about to come, and he groaned again, "Sister, hurry up and ejaculate, I can't hold back anymore!"
Then he saw Ziji's... Her waist-length purple hair swung wildly, and she cried out in ecstasy, "No! You...you'll...you'll..."
With all his might, Jia Rong thrust his rock-hard penis downwards at an almost vertical angle, the glans deeply penetrating the itchy veins inside Zi Ji's vagina. Suddenly, he couldn't hold his breath any longer; a strange, tingling itch shot straight to the core of his penis, and his dantian's golden lock finally broke, releasing
his third ejaculation of the night... Suddenly
, he heard Zi Ji's soft, sweet cry, "I've given it to you..." In his ecstasy, Jia Rong saw her hands tightly gripping the cotton... He lay there convulsing, his slender waist twitching, his round, snowy buttocks writhing and relaxing. Suddenly, he felt a soft liquid pour down on
his glans , sending a tingling sensation through his entire penis. Before he could even process what was happening, he saw strands of white fluid oozing from the opening of his vulva. He groggily thought, "Finally, I've lost this woman..."

Baoyu gazed at the girl named Yin Lin surrounded by the crowd, and asked Bai Xuan, bewildered, "That girl looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, what are you all doing here?" "Why does everyone call her Senior Sister?"
Bai Xuan smiled and said, "Because the seniority of disciples in our martial arts academy is determined by the order of entry. She was our master's disciple even before the academy existed. Don't you think we should call her Senior Sister?"
Bao Yu remembered that Jia Lian had told him on the way that the Zhengxin Martial Arts School had been operating in the capital for over ten years, so he was even more confused: "Did she become your master's disciple from birth?"
Bai Xuan still smiled at Yin Lin: "That's right, because she is my master's daughter." Bao Yu suddenly understood.
As Yin Lin approached, he saw that she had long, shiny black hair that reached her waist, rosy and delicate skin, and a pair of large, bright, and beautiful eyes. Bao Yu saw that she was not wearing any makeup, and her appearance was quite different from that of his sisters at home, which gave him a very fresh feeling.
The crowd chattered around her, and someone vaguely asked, "What interesting things happened at the birthday celebration for Alliance Leader Long?"
A thin man beside Yin Lin exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, guess who we met on the road?"
Gu Li said, "With so many famous figures in the martial world, how can we guess? Could it be someone from the Shun Yuan Escort Agency? I heard that several of their chief escorts went this time, bringing several cartloads of gifts." The Shun Yuan Escort Agency's headquarters were also in the capital, and its chief escort, "Righteousness Spreads Across the Four Seas" Wu Heyan, was with Yin Lin.
Gu Li had a long-standing relationship with Zheng Long, and several disciples from Zhengxin Martial Arts School had joined Shunyuan Escort Agency, so they were the first people Gu Li thought of.
Yin Lin shook her head and smiled, "It's not them." The skinny man next to her said disdainfully, "What's there to say about them? They're just guys who eat by sucking up to everyone and have no real skills whatsoever."
Yin Lin turned around and said, "Azhu, stop talking like that. Be careful my dad hears you and scolds you!" The skinny man stuck out his tongue as if to say something, but he didn't seem to care.
Baoyu found it amusing upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "So this skinny guy is called Azhu, and he really does look like a bamboo pole." But then he heard Gu Li say, "They're not worth mentioning? Let me guess... Hmm, did we run into the 'Hidden Hero' Huang Yu, who's a chivalrous figure from the Yan and Zhao regions?"
Yin Lin smiled and said, "That 'Hidden Hero' Huang Yu is indeed a true hero and a great knight-errant, whose reputation is resounding, but he doesn't seem to be as good as the person we met. As for martial arts, he's far inferior to this person."
Upon hearing this, everyone became even more curious. The 'Hidden Hero' Huang Yu's martial arts were already first-rate, and few in the North China underworld dared to provoke him. Yet the girl said that the person they met was much stronger than him, and for a moment, they couldn't remember who it was.
Then, another tall, stout young man scratched his head and said, "Could it be that we've run into Master Cheng of the Taishan Sect? I heard he's going to personally offer birthday greetings to Alliance Leader Long this year."
Yin Lin smiled and shook her head, saying, "Big Water Buffalo, Master Cheng's reputation is good, but his martial arts are probably still a notch below this man's."
Everyone was moved, knowing that Master Cheng Zhenxian of the Taishan Sect was among the top ten in the martial arts world of North China. They all said, "If you still can't guess who it is, stop keeping us in suspense! Who did we run into? Tell us quickly!"
A-Zhu couldn't help but show off, "You've all heard of the Sword Demon, one of the Six Demons of the White Lotus Sect, right?" Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed color.
Gu Li took a breath and said, "This demon is utterly wicked and shameless. I heard he once single-handedly plundered a village called 'Lingtou Township' in Shaanxi, leaving no one alive, young or old. He even raped and murdered dozens of women. Yet, his swordsmanship is superb. Although many
heroes have been hunting him down, he hasn't received his just deserts yet. Could this be the guy you encountered? Senior Sister Yin…" Everyone tensed up and looked at Yin Lin, thinking, "If that sword demon met our beautiful Senior Sister Yin, how could he
not harbor evil intentions?"
Bao Yu also… Hearing this, they felt a chill run down their spines, thinking, "So there are such evil people in the world! I wonder how they weren't caught by the authorities?"
Yin Lin said leisurely, "We did encounter this sorcerer, but we weren't talking about him, but rather..." Seeing that she was about to reveal the truth, A Zhu quickly interrupted, "It was Leng Ran of the Wudang Sect, one of the top ten young heroes in the martial arts world today!"
Everyone was moved again. It turned out that these ten young heroes were the ten most prominent young people in the martial arts world today, all of whom possessed extraordinary martial arts skills and were either outstanding scions of certain families or successors of certain sects. Leng Ran was one of the most
outstanding , and there were already rumors in the martial arts world that he would become the next leader of Wudang.
The young man whom Yin Lin called "Big Water Buffalo" said, "Wow! Your trip has been really interesting! You actually ran into two legendary figures, one righteous and one evil. What happened? Dear Senior Sister, please tell us quickly."
Yin Lin gazed into the distance and began to speak slowly, "That day, we arrived at the foot of Mount Tai and rested in a small tavern. We were discussing whether to go up Mount Tai to pay our respects to Master Cheng. Soon after, a large group of people came in from outside. They looked like a caravan of merchants, with about a dozen
people who looked like镖局 (security escort agencies) among them. They quickly filled the small tavern, and some people couldn't even find seats." The others couldn't figure out what connection this caravan of merchants had with the two legendary figures, so they all listened quietly.
Yin Lin paused, then continued, "Suddenly we heard someone shouting over there. It turned out to be several bodyguards who had arrived late, yelling at someone who had sat down at the table earlier. They were saying, 'You pedantic scholar, you've been with our caravan for half the day, taking advantage of our
protection and getting all the benefits. Now you want to take a seat? Get up right now and squat over there!'
"I looked closely and saw that the person sitting there was a young man dressed like a scholar. He was quite handsome, but as cold as ice, and had a stubborn temper. He said without fear, 'I sat down first, why should I give it to you?' He remained seated, refusing to move
. The bodyguards got even angrier and cursed, 'Trying to reason with us? Believe me, I can break your bones with two fingers!' They seemed about to grab him and lift him up."
"I was afraid that the scholar might get into trouble because of his stubbornness, so I called out to him, 'We can still make room here, come and sit with us.' The scholar then slowly stood up, smiled at us, and sat down."
A-Zhu then added, "My eyesight isn't much better than those bodyguards, so I couldn't tell who the scholar was. I lectured him, 'When you're traveling, there's no point in arguing, or you'll suffer the consequences. That's what they mean by 'a scholar can't reason with a soldier.'
He nodded repeatedly, and a smile appeared on his face; he was no longer cold and aloof."
Gu Li, hearing this, said, "Mo..." "Is this scholar Leng Ran from the Wudang Sect?"
Yin Lin smiled but didn't answer. A-Zhu, however, adopted a storyteller's tone and said, "Don't rush, don't rush, let me tell you slowly." She continued, "I was teaching that scholar the ways of the martial world when I suddenly noticed that everyone had gradually fallen silent. The entire tavern became quiet for a
moment . That's when I noticed that there was a person at the door, carrying a long, strange sword on his back. He was backlit by the outside sunlight, so I couldn't see his face, but somehow, even in broad daylight, he gave people a chill down their spines."
Everyone seemed to have figured out who it was from A-Zhu's tone and continued to listen with bated breath.
Yin Lin said, "I didn't notice when that person came in. It wasn't until he slowly strolled into the tavern that I saw his deathly pale face and mournful eyes. Coupled with his long, straw-like hair, he looked just like the legendary impermanent figure. When I noticed the long, strange sword
behind , I remembered the Sword Demon, one of the 'Six White Lotus Demons' my father had told me about."
A-Zhu continued, "At that moment, I also realized that this fellow might be the infamous Sword Demon. He walked up to the group of merchants and said in a soft voice, 'Who is your leader?' The merchants were terrified; none dared to answer. They all looked helplessly at
the dozen or so bodyguards protecting the caravan, only to see them all looking timid and frozen in place." Not daring to move an inch, the once arrogant and domineering bodyguards were now completely different people, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They had probably already
guessed . "
After a while," Yin Lin said, "an old bodyguard stammered, 'Are you the famous Sword Saint, one of the Six Saints of the White Lotus?' I was both angry and amused. Everyone cherishes their life, but how could I be so servile to this villain? The man nodded and said
, 'Is the caravan you're protecting carrying antiques collected from Luoyang? I've accepted them now, and I'll present them to the Holy Mother for her birthday celebration in a while.'" Only
then did everyone realize that the sword demon had come for the goods the caravan was transporting.
A-Zhu continued, "The merchants nearby panicked when they heard this. One of them couldn't help but shout at the bodyguards, 'This man is clearly trying to rob us. Why aren't you subduing him?' I saw the sword demon's shoulder twitch slightly, and I knew something was wrong. It was too late
to intervene . I saw a thin red thread around the neck of the merchant who had spoken, and then he slowly fell backward. He had obviously been hit by an extremely fast sword, which was why he hadn't bled a lot."
Everyone gasped. Though not present at the scene, the commotion was palpable, and they could all imagine the perilous situation. Baoyu was utterly dumbfounded, thinking, "How could there be such a villain in the world who would kill someone over a mere word?"
Azhu said, "Senior Sister Yin gave us a subtle wink, clearly signaling us to prepare to act. Judging from that sword demon's attack, I know that even if we all joined forces, we would be no match for him. But since Senior Sister has decided to help, and remembering
Master's teachings, even if we die on the spot, we cannot let that sword demon run rampant before our eyes!"
His words were filled with heroic spirit, stirring the blood in everyone around him. Baoyu was also invigorated by Wuming, thinking to himself, "Such heroic deeds exist in the martial world! It's a pity I've always been confined to the home and know nothing about it."
Azhu continued, "That sword demon killed someone, which intimidated everyone in the tavern so much that no one dared to utter a word. He looked around triumphantly until he saw Senior Sister Yin, and then he walked towards us in a sinister manner..."
Hearing this, everyone unconsciously gripped their weapons tightly, thinking to themselves, "That sword demon is a womanizer; he must have taken a liking to our Senior Sister Yin!" Hearing this, Baoyu's heart also jumped to his throat.
Yin Lin said, "When I saw this villain approaching, I knew I couldn't hesitate for a moment. I considered countless ways to strike first, hoping to kill him in one move before he was on guard. Otherwise, we would all be in grave danger today. But after carefully examining
this villain who had casually walked in, I couldn't find a single flaw in him. I was afraid that whichever junior brother made the first move would immediately fall to his sword."
Everyone felt their scalps tingle as they listened, thinking to themselves, "Although Senior Sister Yin is a woman, her talent and martial arts are far superior to ours. Even she couldn't find a single opportunity to strike, which shows that the sword demon's martial arts prowess is not just a rumor."
A-Zhu said, "That villain walked up to us and said in a sinister tone, 'You are all carrying weapons, are you disciples of the Mount Tai Sect? Do you want to help them uphold justice?' I saw that he was very close, and his face didn't meet ours..." Seeing this, I prepared to strike him with my sword as quickly as possible,
thinking that I couldn't care less about honor today. If I could kill him with one strike, that would be best. But then my wrist went numb, and I couldn't draw my sword. At the same time, I saw my senior sister and senior brother Xu and the others also attack, but they were all somehow forced to retreat, and
none of them could harm the sword demon in the slightest.
Everyone was incredibly surprised, thinking, "That sword demon was able to break through their simultaneous attacks in one move, and even made it impossible for A-Zhu to see his attack."
Yin Lin said, "I couldn't find any weakness in that villain. I was planning to give up and try to leave to ask the Taishan Sect for help, but when I saw A-Zhu suddenly draw her sword, although I knew things were going badly, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and join in. As soon as I attacked, junior
brother Xu and the others followed suit. Sure enough, as expected, they were all attacked by his..." The sword strike forced him back, and A-Zhu was even subdued by him. "
A-Zhu said, "When I calmed down, I saw that the villain's sword had been drawn at some point, and the tip was pointing right at the Quchi acupoint on my right wrist. I was afraid that if he flicked it lightly, my hand would be finished. I started sweating. I heard my senior sister shout, 'Don't move!' and
said to the villain, 'Do whatever you want, please let my junior brother go, okay?' The villain lewdly smiled at my senior sister and said, 'Are you scared now? If it weren't for your pretty face, I could have killed them all in one move, believe it or not.'"
Yin Lin's pretty face flushed slightly, and she continued, "Seeing that A-Zhu was subdued, I had no choice but to flatter him and say, 'We were just ignorant, only thinking about becoming famous. Your reputation is so great, we were really taking chances. We didn't know our place. Please
don't mess with us little..." "Child, please let him go, okay?" But then the villain said smugly, "Even if that old man Cheng Zhenxian came in person, he wouldn't be a match for me. What advantage can you little brats possibly gain from me, Holy Master? Hehe, I can let your junior brother go, but you
have to me. I, Holy Master, will take you as my disciple, and I guarantee you'll be famous throughout the martial world soon. That's much better than staying in the Mount Tai Sect. What do you say?" I couldn't think of a way to get A-Zhu out of there, so I had no choice but to agree for now, and we'd see how things went later.
A-Zhu said, "I didn't expect Senior Sister to agree to that villain. I thought it was absolutely wrong, so I called out, 'Senior Sister, please don't agree to him! Leave quickly and don't worry about me!' But Senior Sister resolutely walked over to the villain and said to me, 'Stop making a fuss.
Go back to the mountain quickly and tell Headmaster Cheng that I can no longer be a disciple of the Mount Tai Sect. Please tell him not to worry about me.'"
"I knew that my senior sister was hinting that I should go to Mount Tai to ask Master Cheng for help, but I couldn't bear to let her leave with that villain. I was at a loss. The villain then sheathed his sword and released me. He grabbed my senior sister's hand and turned around to call for the caravan to set off. None of the merchants
and guards dared to disobey, so they had no choice but to leave the tavern with him. But they didn't know where they were going." "
When A-Zhu finished speaking, everyone frowned deeply. Bao-Yu was especially worried. Although Yin Lin was still standing there unharmed, he couldn't help but feel greatly troubled by what had happened. He thought to himself, how could such a beautiful girl leave with that villain? Yin Lin
said, "When I saw that A-Zhu and Junior Brother Xu refused to leave, I was very anxious. I was afraid that the villain would change his mind, so I kept giving them meaningful glances, hoping they would go to Mount Tai to find Master Cheng and then try to rescue me. But A-Zhu and the others still followed and refused to give up
. The villain's face became more and more hostile. After leaving the tavern, he suddenly turned around and said, 'Do you all want to become my disciples too?' I was almost frantic. If we all died here, there would be no chance at all."
A-Zhu said, "We all know Senior Sister Yin's intentions, but no matter what, we can't feel at ease letting her leave with that villain. Senior Brother Xu and the others almost risked their lives to help her." Just then, someone said, "That's right, I'd like to become your apprentice, but... there are many people in
the martial world who are all talk and no action. I wonder if you are one of them?" I looked over and saw it was that same dull scholar who had almost been beaten up by those bodyguards. I was really worried for him, afraid he would lose
his life because of those words."
Yin Lin suddenly smiled gently, as bright and beautiful as a peach blossom in its first bloom, which made Bao Yu stunned. She said, "I was also very frightened at the time. I thought this fool was really stupid. He was still saying such things to provoke that villain. I
made up my mind that if that villain wanted to kill me again, I would have to risk my life to save him. Who knew that the villain just stopped and stared at the scholar, as if he couldn't believe that someone would be so bold as to say such things to him."
A Zhu continued, "The villain slowly said, 'Do you want me to prove whether you are all talk and no action?'" To everyone's surprise, the scholar seemed to be in a daze and replied with something that only added fuel to the fire: "Yes, can you prove it?" The villain shouted: "Prove it with your neck
!" "The villain moved with lightning speed. My senior brother Xu and I couldn't react in time. He was already in front of the scholar. Luckily, senior sister Yin caught up in time and took a sword for the terrified scholar..." She smiled
at Yin Lin as she said this.
Yin Lin laughed and said, "It wasn't me who took the sword for him. I rushed after him, hoping to stop him. I got to the right spot, but that villain's sword was incredibly fast, a rare sight in the martial world. I clearly saw the tip of his sword going around the scholar's neck, but I couldn't stop it with my sword.
I thought the scholar was doomed, but then the situation suddenly changed. The scholar seemed to be terrified and swayed, grabbing my hand. I felt my sword involuntarily swing forward, and inexplicably, I blocked the sword demon's deadly
strike ."
Everyone was very surprised and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
A-Zhu said, "Everyone around us thought that Senior Sister Yin had blocked the sword, but who knew that the villain would step back, glare at the scholar, and shout, 'What excellent swordsmanship! Who are you?' Only then did we vaguely realize that there was more to it than met the eye. We heard the scholar laugh and say, 'As expected, you're just a
boastful person This girl easily blocked your sword with a single stroke. Do you still want to be her master?' The villain's face turned red and then green with anger, and he said fiercely, 'Do you think you can survive until today!' He thrust his sword at the scholar again, even more steadily and cunningly than the previous one. I knew at a glance
that I could never master this sword technique in my life. But the scholar, in a flustered state, grabbed Senior Sister Yin's hand and miraculously blocked the sword again."
Gu Li then exclaimed, "I guessed it! This scholar must be Leng Ran, one of the Ten Young Heroes you mentioned!" Everyone nodded in agreement.
Yin Lin laughed and said, "That's right, that scholar was Leng Ran from the Wudang Sect. He pretended to be stupid and fooled me for a long time until he blocked the sword demon's two swords with my hand. Only then did I realize that this person must be a master swordsman, and a top master at that
."
The water buffalo asked excitedly, "What happened next?" When talking about those fighting stories, Bao Yu could not understand much of what she said, but he felt that Yin Lin's voice was clear and beautiful, and he felt very comfortable listening to it. He just hoped that she could continue to talk for a long time.
Yin Lin said, "Then Leng Ran turned to me and said, 'So this Holy Master's swordsmanship is inferior to yours. Why don't you take him as your disciple?' At that moment, all my anxiety disappeared, and I happily played along with him to annoy that villain, saying, 'Well, this young lady will have to think about it carefully.
Taking such an old man as my disciple is a bit too much for him.' He replied, 'That's true, that's true.' Then he said to that villain in a serious tone, 'It seems that the young lady is not very willing to take you as her disciple. Don't be too sad, old man!' Oh, it's really hilarious." Everyone laughed upon hearing this. Someone said, "That sword demon has probably never suffered such humiliation before."
A -Zhu said, "It must be true. That villain didn't say a word and unleashed his full power with the fast sword technique that made him famous throughout the martial world. A sky full of sword shadows enveloped Senior Sister Yin and Leng Ran. The sword moves were even more fierce than before. Everyone around held their breath, but Leng Ran, holding Senior Sister 's hand, actually blocked them all." Yin Lin's pretty face flushed red, and she spoke with increasing excitement, "At that time, I felt as if I was in a dream. My arm was involuntarily controlled by Leng Ran. It seemed as if I was just drawing circles of different sizes, and the speed seemed unusually slow, yet I was able to unbelievably block the sword shadows that came from all over the sky. It wasn't until the sword demon's sword moves also slowed down along with my sword strikes that I realized what was happening." "That was the famous Tai Chi swordplay of the Wudang School." A-Zhu said, "At that time, the people around were increasingly puzzled. They saw that the sword demon's sword shadows gradually disappeared without a trace, and his sword moves slowed down, as if he was wielding a giant sword that was too heavy to bear. Sweat was beading on his forehead, and he looked extremely disheveled. However, his sword seemed to be stuck to Senior Sister Yin's sword, comically following along in circles. Even I could see that he was showing signs of defeat. Sure enough, after a dozen or so moves, the villain was struck on the shoulder by Senior Sister Yin's sword. The people around cheered, and someone in the caravan shouted, 'Kill this villain ! Please, two great heroes, rid the people of this scourge!'" Hearing this, everyone thought that although the sword demon's swordsmanship was already famous in the martial arts world, it was far inferior to the Tai Chi swordplay of the Wudang School. There are always mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens. The water buffalo pressed on, "What happened next? Since that White Lotus Sect villain was no match for him, he probably had to escape, right?" A-Zhu said, "That's right. The villain's face was covered in sweat, and fear was showing in his eyes. He tried many ruthless moves to escape, but none of them worked, only adding more sword wounds to his body. At this moment, we heard Leng Ran say, 'Do you remember what you did in Lingtou Township that day ?' The villain suddenly roared and, at the cost of losing an arm, escaped the battle and fled for his life at top speed." Yin Lin said, "I didn't react in time, and Leng Ran had already snatched the sword from my hand and chased after me like a crane soaring into the sky. The tip of the sword stopped just inches away from the villain's neck." Leng Ran said coldly, "Leave your head to atone for the more than two hundred lives lost in Lingtou Township." I had already thought Leng Ran's strength was exhausted and couldn't help but sigh in regret. Such a good opportunity, yet that villain escaped. Who knew how many innocent people would be harmed by him in the future? Who knew that the villain ran forward a few more feet and suddenly his head was separated from his body. A large gushing of blood spurted , and his head rolled a long way... It turned out that Leng Ran's last sword strike used sword energy to cut off the villain's head. Everyone was deeply moved. You must know that Leng Ran was just a young man in his twenties, yet he could use sword energy that others needed decades of training to achieve. This person's future was definitely limitless. A-Zhu said, "After Leng Ran killed that villain, the caravan members were extremely grateful and breathed a sigh of relief, all coming over to express their gratitude. Those镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) who had driven Leng Ran away in their fight for their positions were blushing and repeatedly apologized, saying, 'We were truly blind and offended the great hero.' I felt very embarrassed, remembering that I had just been teaching him about the ways of the martial world. Leng Ran just smiled and said to us, 'I was also preparing to offer my birthday greetings to Alliance Leader Long, and I was wondering what to give him. Now I'll use this demon's head as a gift.'" " Yin Lin said, "Later, he traveled with us, and Junior Brother Xu and the others took the opportunity to learn martial arts from him, benefiting greatly along the way. At the Dragon Alliance Leader's birthday banquet, he coldly presented the head of that White Lotus Sect villain, claiming it was a gift we had sent together, which immediately caused a sensation throughout the hall , with everyone praising him. Our Zhengxin Martial Arts School even benefited from this." Everyone was very happy, as if it were a very remarkable thing. Bao Yu, however, didn't understand much and didn't know who the Dragon Alliance Leader was. He didn't really care to hear about these matters of the martial world; his interest was only in Yin Lin. Suddenly, he saw Yin Lin smile sweetly in their direction. He always couldn't stand it when a beautiful woman was nice to him, and he felt refreshed all over. He hurriedly bowed and was about to speak when Bai Xuan stepped forward, cupped his fists, and smiled, "Senior Sister Yin, you must be tired from your journey." Then he heard Yin Lin say with a slight reproach, "Why are you standing so far away?" Baoyu then realized that Yin Lin was greeting Bai Xuan, and his face turned completely red. He could only awkwardly say, "Hello, Miss." Yin Lin smiled and didn't answer or look at Baoyu, but pointed at him and asked Bai Xuan, "Ah Xuan, who is this person?" Her face was rosy, making her look as if she was always shy. Baoyu was completely dumbfounded. Before Bai Xuan could speak, he introduced himself, but his words were unclear and ambiguous: "I am Jia Baoyu, and I also live in this city. I didn't expect to meet you, Miss, only today." Yin Lin wasn't annoyed by Baoyu's nonsense. She had traveled the world since childhood, and many young masters were captivated by her. She figured another one had joined the ranks, but this one's speech was even more foolish. She suppressed a laugh, ignored him, and said to the surrounding crowd, "I miss my mother so much. I'll go see her first, and then I'll tell everyone about the exciting things that have happened these past few days." She left everyone behind and disappeared in a flash. Baoyu stood there forlornly, a strange feeling slowly growing in his heart. Jia Rong groggily woke up to find warm sunlight streaming in through the jade-beaded curtains. The beautiful Zi Ji was no longer beside him. The memory of last night's romance seemed like nothing more than a dream. Suddenly, a faint, unusual sweet fragrance wafted up. He quickly lowered his head to sniff, and found it was coming from below his abdomen. He suddenly remembered the scent of Purple Princess when she was moist, and a wave of ecstasy washed over him. He figured it must be because his lower body had been stained with that beauty's nectar last night. His mind wandered...

He said, "That beauty is far superior in every way, except that her yin essence isn't as numbing as Qin Keqing's. It's such a pity, but she's Prince Bei Jing's woman." Thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill, unsure if last night's ecstasy was Prince Bei Jing's doing.
Just then, the beaded curtain was lifted, and a pretty maid entered, bowing gracefully. She said, "So you've gotten up, young master. His Highness is waiting for you. Please wash up and come with me."
Jia Rong quickly straightened his clothes and, with the help of two other maids, finished washing up. He followed the maid out with trepidation, only realizing how exhausted he was from the previous night; his body was weak, his back ached, and his legs were sore.
After leaving Tianxiang Tower, a sedan chair came to carry him. After several turns, they arrived at a large courtyard. Someone led them inside, into a room resembling a study. There, he saw Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, sitting at a desk, reviewing documents. He quickly knelt down and said, "This humble servant, Jia Rong, greets Your Highness." After kneeling for a while, the prince finally said, "Get up." Jia Rong rose in alarm, only to
find Prince Bei Jing still reading, not looking up. This was quite different from the harmonious scene of the previous night, and a chill ran down his spine. He thought to himself, "Could it be that what happened last night wasn't the prince's intention?" He thought it unlikely, and knew he couldn't panic. He waited a while longer, but still no word from Prince Bei Jing. Growing increasingly uneasy, he couldn't help but probe, "Please forgive me, Your Highness. I drank a few too many cups last night and, in a moment of confusion, offended Your Highness's beloved concubine..." Before he could finish, Seeing Prince Bei Jing wave his hand, Jia Rong finally raised his head and said expressionlessly, "What's there to say about a woman? It's just..." Jia Rong met the prince's unseen gaze and inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat. He asked, "Just what?" Prince Bei Jing said calmly, "It's just that you and your father receive salaries from the court, yet you have betrayed the emperor's grace by privately issuing usurious loans and exploiting the people. Now someone has reported this to the Inner Court's Inspectorate. I have a memorial here; you can read it yourself." With that, he slammed a memorial in front of Jia Rong. Jia Rong's legs went weak, and he knelt down. He dared not look at the document. Did he not know whether he had done what the prince had said? His head was on the ground, his whole body trembling, and tears were about to fall. He stammered, "Your Highness, spare my life." Prince Bei Jing paused for a long time before saying, "This whole family is truly confused. They dared to commit such a crime as confiscating property and exterminating the clan." Jia Rong had no reply, but kowtowed repeatedly, begging "Your Highness, spare my life." He and his father thought they had done everything perfectly, but they never expected that they would be exposed today. Then Prince Bei Jing said, "Fortunately, this matter originally fell to me. Considering the ancestral friendship between our two families, I'll suppress it for now. I don't know whether we should investigate or not. What do you say?" Jia Rong, hearing this, sensed some room for maneuver in his words and hurriedly said, "My family's expenses have been enormous these past few years, and our estates and shops are doing poorly, resulting in heavy losses. That's why I had no choice but to come up with this terrible idea. I only beg Your Highness to forgive me this time. My whole family will be eternally grateful and will repay you with our lives." Prince Bei Jing sighed and said, "I've also heard that your household has been experiencing some difficulties in recent years. However, this matter carries a heavy responsibility, and we cannot afford to offend you. I'll suppress it for now. Go back and explain the consequences to your family, and quietly deal with it." "Don't make another mistake." Jia Rong was moved to tears, kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "Your Highness's kindness is truly beyond repayment. I will serve you with my life for any future task." Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, nodded, picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and slowly said, "Get up. As long as you don't repeat the mistake, it's nothing. It's all because of the ancestral friendship between our two families, and because we hit it off immediately. But... you played with one of my concubines last night , you should at least repay my favor, right? Haha... when will you bring your stunningly beautiful wife over so I can meet her?" Upon hearing this, Jia Rong was struck dumb, his mind a complete mess, unable to stand up. (Episode 1, Chapter 8: A Shared Joy) Early that morning, Qin Zhong arrived at the Ning Mansion, greeted You Shi, and learned that his brother-in-law Jia Rong was not there. He then slipped into Ke Qing's boudoir and saw his fairy-like sister still lying listlessly in bed, looking much worse than she had half a month ago. Qin Zhong had never seen Ke Qing like this before, and was taken aback. He sat down on the edge of the bed, reached under the covers and took her hand, saying, "I heard Madam say you haven't been feeling well these past few days. What happened? What did the doctor say?" A barely perceptible blush rose on Ke Qing's face, and she smiled faintly, saying, "How would I know? The doctor couldn't say for sure either, only that it wasn't anything serious and that a few doses of medicine would do the trick." Seeing his sister's languid and beautiful demeanor, Qin Zhong's pent-up desire stirred. He leaned closer and said with a smile, "Let me massage you, sister." His hand under the covers became restless, secretly groping for his sister's breasts. The siblings gazed at each other silently , and a captivating blush spread across Ke Qing's face. After a while, Keqing finally remembered something and asked her maid, Ruizhu, to do it. Then she said to Qin Zhong with a hint of reproach, "Don't you have to go to school? You finally got into school, and now you want to be naughty again?" Qin Zhong said, "The old master has something to do today, and his annoying grandson is half-dead again and can't come to teach, so he gave us half a day off. He came to see you right away, but you want to send him away." Keqing then fell silent, her face flushed as she let Qin Zhong grope her in his arms. After a while, Keqing felt uncomfortable, feeling sticky down there. She said breathlessly, "I'm not feeling well, and you're still bothering me." Qin Zhong laughed, "I'm here to help you sweat it out, and maybe this discomfort will be better." He took off his shoes and was about to climb into bed. In fact, Qin Keqing and Qin Zhong were not biological siblings. Qin Zhong's biological father, Qin Ye, was an official in the Ministry of Works. His wife died early, and since he had no children of his own, he adopted a son and a daughter from an orphanage. However, his son also died, leaving only his daughter, nicknamed Ke'er. As she grew up , she became exceptionally beautiful and charming, and everyone who saw her exclaimed, "She must be a fairy descended from heaven!" Because of some connections with the Jia family, they arranged a marriage, and she was betrothed to Jia Rong. Qin Ye was over fifty when he finally had Qin Zhong. Strangely enough, although he was a boy, he was more delicate and handsome than many women, and Qin Ye doted on him. Keqing also loved her younger brother very much, and they slept together even when they were around ten years old. The two siblings were very close, and before they knew it, they had secretly begun an incestuous affair. Keqing quickly pushed Qin Zhong away, saying softly, "Stop playing around. Your brother-in-law was summoned to the Prince of Beijin's mansion yesterday and hasn't returned all night. He might be back by now." Qin Zhong didn't care, saying, "He knows we siblings are like this. We've even shamelessly played together before. What's there to be afraid of?" Keqing said, "He's very stingy. He doesn't like us siblings playing by ourselves." Qin Zhong pouted and said, "If he's stingy, then tell him not to touch me again." He wasn't too afraid of Jia Rong because he knew that his brother-in-law was extremely lusting after him. Keqing couldn't do anything about Qin Zhong. Besides, she hadn't seen him for half a month and longed for her dear brother. She played hard to get, and he crawled into the bed with her, groping her until he took off her clothes, revealing her smooth, soft skin. The siblings, panting together, fooled around for a while. Qin Zhong laughed and said, "Sister, you missed me, didn't you? You're all wet now." Ke Qing blushed and after a long pause, said, "And you?" Qin Zhong said, "I missed you too, sister. Feel how hard it is." Ke Qing refused to touch him there, spitting out, "Do you even have one? Humph, I think you only have that precious jade in your heart now, where is your sister now!"

Qin Zhong sensed the jealousy in his sister's words, but simply smiled. He pulled down his pants in bed, grasped his hard, slender penis, and dipped the glans into Ke Qing's tender vulva, eliciting soft moans from her. Her legs parted, and suddenly, with a powerful thrust of his hips
, his penis plunged into her soft, delicate flesh, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
Ke Qing cried out softly, wrapping her arms around her brother's waist, her body trembling.
Qin Zhong first sucked on it for a while, gratifying his craving. His lustful desires arose, and he laughed, "Sister, I have a question for you today. Do you think I'm better or your husband is better?"
Ke Qing, shy and pretending not to understand, asked, "What?"
Qin Zhong thrust a few times and said, "It's this thing."
Ke Qing spat, "I don't know!"
Qin Zhong persisted. He knew his sister's sensitive spot well, and used his pointed glans to tease it a few times, making Ke Qing weak all over, her slender waist twisting wildly, crying out, "Don't do this! Don't... touch my area!"
Qin Zhong said, "Will you tell me or not?" Ke Qing shook her head, enduring more vigorous teasing until she was truly overwhelmed by pleasure, finally exclaiming, "You're... you're the best! My dear brother is the best!"
Qin Zhong wanted to ask again, "Why? " "What? Didn't you say he's thicker than me?"
Keqing hugged her brother's head and kissed his face, saying, "But brother's... it's long, every time it feels like it pierces my heart, making sister... sister's soul fly away, and..."
Qin Zhong was delighted to hear this and asked, "And what?"
Keqing said with ecstasy, "And brother has played with sister since we were little, he knows best how to make sister feel good, unlike brother-in-law who doesn't care about other people's lives when he gets proud, so brother's is better than brother-in-law's."
This was truly what she felt in her heart. Although Jia Rong was very gentle and considerate, he couldn't give her that sweet feeling of kinship, and this feeling also deeply hid a trace of wickedness and debauchery that she couldn't think about, which was the secret that aroused her desire.
Qin Zhong was overjoyed and extremely excited. He immediately put his heart and soul into it, relentlessly probing and teasing. His penis was very long and thin, and the glans could almost reach the tender flower core deep inside Ke Qing's body. This was much more wonderful than Jia Rong's. It made his fairy-like sister's eyes go
weak and her bones go weak. She was so intoxicated that a stream of slippery lustful fluid flowed out, wetting a large part of the bed sheet.
Keqing remembered to take a towel to cover herself so Jia Rong wouldn't see when he returned, but she was so weak and limp that she didn't want to move. Qin Zhong thrust deeply and quickly again, and suddenly her flower core felt strangely itchy, and her jade palace was numb. She was both surprised and frustrated, thinking to herself, "Why am I
so easily losing my body lately?"
At this moment, Qin Zhong suddenly thrust hard about ten times, then pulled out his slippery long stem and cried out, "Sister, help me, I'm... I'm coming out."
Keqing knew her brother's fetishes well, and disregarding her extreme emptiness and sadness, she hurriedly tried to sit up, put one hand around Qin Zhong's buttocks, and skillfully probed his anus with her slippery slender fingers. With her other hand, she grasped his penis, and before she had stroked it
a few times, hot juice like soy milk gushed out. A drop even splashed onto her shy and beautiful face, the tender pink contrasting with the rich milky white, making her exceptionally moving.
Qin Zhong twitched, looking at Ke Qing's beautiful face, more delicate than a flower, and groaned, "Sister's hands are so smooth... Sister is so good."
The two lay on the bed, embracing each other intimately. Ke Qing was somewhat uneasy, afraid that Jia Rong would suddenly return. She wanted to ask Qin Zhong to leave, but
she was also afraid that he would tire himself out. Qin Zhong said, "Sister, don't worry. If he comes back, I'll just let him play with me. He's so greedy. He was drooling over me the other day."
Ke Qing said, "But don't you dislike him? I'm afraid you'll suffer."
Qin Zhong hugged his sister, rubbing his face against her soft, plump breasts, and said sweetly, "Sister loves me. What's a little grievance?" Ke Qing could only indulge him; she could never be heartless towards this precious little brother.
After a while, Qin Zhong got up, pulled open the hidden box at the head of the bed, and rummaged through it. He knew that many strange and wonderful things were hidden there. He had come to see his sister today, already planning what kind of toy he could find to play with Bao Yu.
Keqing scolded, "Little Zhong, don't mess things up. Those things are your brother-in-law's treasures. Be careful he gets angry when he gets back."
Qin Zhong, however, grinned and took out a shiny black horn toy, saying, "Is your brother-in-law going to play with this with you?" Keqing was too lazy to argue with him and turned away to close her eyes and rest.
Qin Zhong opened another compartment and saw that it was full of erotic books. He flipped through a few, all of which he had seen before, and thought to himself, "I wonder if Brother Yu has seen these things? I'll secretly take one to show him." He took one and quietly stuffed it into
the sleeve pocket of his robe that he had taken off and placed aside.
Pulling out another compartment, I saw a delicate white jade bowl with cloud patterns inside. Lifting the lid, a wonderful fragrance immediately wafted out, making me feel lightheaded. I remembered smelling this scent before in my sister's room. Seeing five or six portions of extremely fine
pale red powder in the bowl, I asked, "What is this?" I picked up a little and put it in my mouth. It tasted sweet and sticky, like a woman's rouge. Suddenly, a stream of hot liquid flowed down my esophagus, reaching my lower abdomen, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout my body, making me feel hot all over.
I was startled and cried out.
Keqing turned around, saw this, and quickly sat up, snatching the lid from the bowl. She was both surprised and annoyed,
saying, "Can you eat anything? How much did you eat? How are you feeling?" Qin Zhong's eyes, however, fell on his sister's pair of snow-white, full breasts, which had emerged from under the covers. He found them even more alluring than usual, and said with a grin, "Nothing much, just a warm feeling all over, and my little treasure down there is erect again, even harder than before. Sister,
feel it."
Keqing reached under the covers and touched it; indeed, it was harder, and... Slightly hot to the touch, her heart skipped a beat. She was both amused and annoyed, saying, "This is meant to be burned in the incense burner, and you ate it! Aren't you going to get angry?"
The contents of the bowl were called "Spring Breeze Pastry," a precious item Jia Rong had painstakingly acquired from the Jade Pavilion. It was quite expensive; a single piece placed in the incense burner and lit would fill the room with a wonderful fragrance, arousing desire and enhancing the pleasure of intimacy.
Jia Rong loved it and used it almost every time he made love with Qin Keqing.
Qin Zhong, panting, felt his sister was exceptionally alluring at that moment. He pulled her into his arms and began to grope her, as if he were thirsting for her. Unexpectedly, this stirred up a secret hidden deep within Keqing's heart, causing her soul to flutter. She thought of
the man she had slept with on this very bed that day, thinking, "It's all because of this..." She blurted out, "Little Zhong, you and Uncle Bao... he..." She couldn't finish her sentence.
Qin Zhong's face flushed slightly when his sister asked about Baoyu, and he smiled, "Go ahead and ask."
Keqing looked at her brother's face and whispered, "That day, did you...did you?"
Qin Zhong pretended not to know and asked, "Did you?" But Keqing pinched his waist hard before laughing, "Yes, how could he not be tempted by such a handsome brother like you?"
Upon hearing this, Keqing's face burned, and she frowned, "So you gave it to him? Didn't I tell you not to mess with him that day? That little devil is the darling of everyone in both mansions!" Her heart was pounding, and she thought to herself, "Oh no! Whether it's
real or a dream, we siblings have been fooling around with this guy..."
Qin Zhong said dismissively, "I didn't mess with him. He was the one who wanted me. He's not like other rude people; he's very nice to me, and..." He paused, and whispered mysteriously in Keqing's ear, "And it's fun to play with him."
Ke Qing remained outwardly calm, saying, "How good is he?" But her heart was filled with unease.
A blush rose to Qin Zhong's face. With his delicate features and fair skin, this shyness was more captivating than many women. He whispered, "When he touches me from behind, it's much harder than my brother-in-law's. And the head is so soft; when it reaches deep inside, it's incredibly pleasurable."
Ke Qing, who had just been on the verge of climaxing, felt uneasy upon hearing her brother's words. Her face flushed, and she asked, "Is he really that big?" The words had barely left her lips when her jade-like face turned a deep crimson.
Qin Zhong found his conversation with his sister quite enjoyable and whispered in her ear, "If you don't believe me, I'll bring him over sometime so you can try him yourself."
Ke Qing blushed deeply, her ears turning bright red. She was annoyed by her brother's audacious and lewd words, yet also felt a strange sense of pleasure. She pinched his waist again and scolded, "I won't play around with you two boys!" Although she was Bao Yu's
niece , she was four or five years older than him, so calling him "boys" came naturally to her.
Qin Zhong, lost in thought, thought, "If the three of us could really play together, we'd be immortals!" He became entranced by this thought.
Ke Qing sighed and said, "Little Zhong, I'm really worried about you. It's one thing for some shameless people to force themselves on you, but why do you always go and hang out with those scoundrels? That's not the right path, and I don't know if it will harm your health."
Qin Zhong grinned and said, "Since you love me so much, I won't go looking for them anymore." He then grasped his erect penis and pushed it into his sister's vagina. He had always been indulgent with this sister who loved him so much, playing with her whenever he wanted, mostly without any foreplay.
Ke Qing, used to it, opened her legs to welcome her beloved younger brother. Her vagina was still slippery, and he thrust in deeply, accurately penetrating her tender clitoris. She let out a soft moan and said, "When you grow a little older, I'll ask my brother-in-law to help you find a pretty little wife."
Qin Zhong thrust into his sister's beautiful jade clam, savoring every gust of ecstasy. He shook his head and laughed, "Little Zhong only wants you to be my little wife, so I can ravish you every day." These past few days at school, he'd been hanging out with Bao Yu and
Xue Pan , picking up quite a few vulgar words.
Ke Qing was numb and weak, unable to speak. She didn't know if it was from her brother's words or the penetration. Then she felt Qin Zhong's hard, pointed glans thrusting against her tender clitoris, a sensation both sore and tingling,
making her feel like ; even though they'd just had their fun, she shouldn't be losing it so quickly! She bit her lip, desperately trying to endure it…
Ever since that day when the masked man forcibly took her, for some reason, the tender flower in her depths had become extremely sensitive. These past few days, during her lovemaking with Jia Rong, she had become incredibly impatient, easily losing control. Jia Rong was delighted, thinking his skills in bed had improved, while her
health was deteriorating day by day.
Qin Zhong, while thrusting, watched Ke Qing's alluring and ecstatic appearance, thinking to himself, "To have both my sister and my brother Yu, I have no regrets in this life." Feeling hot, he threw off the covers, and seeing his sister's snow-white, delicate skin, he
couldn't resist any longer. He grabbed her soft, boneless legs, spread them apart, and placed them on her shoulders, launching into another round of fierce thrusts. Each thrust went deep, and after tasting that spring breeze, he felt his manhood was exceptionally strong, seemingly thicker than before. He secretly praised…
"Good stuff, who cares if it's edible, I'll get some for Brother Yu to play with."
Before he'd even reached the hundredth thrust, he suddenly heard Ke Qing's hurried, sweet voice: "Little... Little Zhong, just... just there, sister... sister seems... seems to be coming..." As the penis was pulled out, a large gush of slippery, transparent nectar gushed out, filling her cleft
. The two of them were already far from where they'd been before, and another large patch of the bedsheet was wet. Ke Qing inwardly groaned, but she couldn't care less; she only wanted her precious little brother to give her a few more good thrusts.
Qin Zhong had played with his sister countless times since childhood, and seeing this, he immediately knew it was a sign that his sister was about to lose her virginity. He quickly and fiercely thrust into his sister's tender, indescribable flower core, almost leaping up. After only ten or so thrusts, he heard his sister tremble and cry out: "
Oh ! Sister... sister... gave it to her little brother." He felt something oily and soft dripping down his glans, first the glans, then the entire shaft went numb.
Qin Zhong knew that what his sister threw out was the most powerful, unlike the other women he had played with. He would ejaculate the moment he touched her, and he never escaped it. Although they were not blood siblings, he dared not ejaculate inside her. He thrust wildly a few times, but could not hold back any longer. He gritted his teeth
and pulled out. Seeing that his sister was already in a state of blissful intoxication, he could only stroke her a few more times with his hand before ejaculating against her soft, snowy belly... The two siblings were locked in a passionate embrace, and they climaxed completely.
Qin Zhong, trembling and convulsing, said, "What flows from my sister is the best; it makes my bones feel weak."
A strand of Ke Qing's curly hair fell onto her face, and from the depths of her spasms, streams of intoxicating fluid kept flowing out. But without a man's penis to press against her, her heart felt empty. She trembled and cried out, "Kiss me."
Although the two had been incestuous since childhood, Qin Zhong had never heard his sister ask him to kiss her. He quickly lowered his head, and Ke Qing's arms gently wrapped around his neck. The siblings kissed passionately. Qin Zhong felt a little strange, but he didn't know that his sister's eyes were filled with tears, and her mind had already drifted back
to the chaotic flower garden a few days ago...
As lunchtime approached, Qin Zhong finally came out of his sister's room, satisfied. He ran into Jia Rong returning. He was usually not afraid of this "gluttonous" brother-in-law, but this time, seeing Jia Rong's gloomy face and remembering what had just happened, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He greeted him, but Jia Rong
ignored him and hurriedly slipped away.
When Ke Qing saw her husband suddenly enter, she was startled. She quickly put on her undergarments under the covers, and touched a large, sticky patch on the sheet. Her heart pounded like a deer's. She pulled the covers over herself, struggled to get out of bed, and went to undress Jia Rong. Seeing his gloomy face, she was
secretly puzzled. Just as she was hesitating whether to ask why the Prince of Bei Jing's mansion had summoned him, her husband's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. Tears streamed down his face, and he said in a trembling voice, "Wife, save me."
Ke Qing was shocked. Her eyelids had been twitching non-stop for the past few days. Could something really have happened? She hurriedly helped Jia Rong up, saying resolutely, "Husband, please get up. We are husband and wife. Even if disaster strikes, we will surely support each other through thick and thin, and stay together through life and death."
Jia Rong refused to get up, tears still streaming down his face, and said incoherently, "Wife, if you don't agree, not only me, but I'm afraid the whole family will be doomed this time."
Indeed:
Her natural beauty could not be hidden, even if she kept it hidden in her boudoir, people would know;
if it weren't for her husband's insatiable greed, how could she have fallen for the wicked man who stole her hairpin?

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