funerary sacrifice

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Funeral Sacrifice:
In 608 AD, Emperor Wen of Sui, the founder of the Sui Dynasty, died in the capital, Daxing, at the age of sixty-eight.
"Your Highness, after the passing of the late Emperor Wen of Sui, the officials have, according to the late Emperor's decree, established Crown Prince Yang Guang as Emperor. At the same time, the decree ordering all the late Emperor's concubines to be buried alive with him has been proclaimed to the world.
This servant believes that the Empress's summons to the Wanshou Palace tonight is to have Your Highness buried alive with the late Emperor." "I naturally understand the late Emperor and Empress's intentions. To be buried alive with the late Emperor is my honor. But besides myself, which other concubines does the Empress wish to see?"
"Your Majesty, as far as this servant knows, besides you and your sister, Consort Xian, those who were ordered to pay homage to the late Emperor include Consort Shi Feixuan, Consort Yin Wanwan, Consort Shi Qingxuan, Lady Chen Yuxue, Lady Yuchi Zhen, Consort Yang Ruolan, Consort Li Xiuning, Consort Song Yuzhi, Consort Gao Mengru, Consort Shangguan Yuya, Consort Zheng Yuluan, Consort Xie Bingyu, Consort Xie Xiangwen, Consort Liu Xiufeng, Consort Fang Shishi, Consort Shan Wanjing, Consort Xiao Huijun, Consort Shui Ruobing, Consort Shui Ruoshuang, Consort Shen Qinghe, Consort Shen Luoyan, Consort Yuan Dieyi, Consort Yuan Zixia, Consort Yuan Ziyan, Consort Xue Wushuang, Consort Ding Yayun, Consort Shang Xiuxun, Consort Bai Qing'er, Consort Shang Xiufang, Consort Du Yuhan, and Her Majesty the Empress, making a total of thirty-three."
"Hmm, these are all concubines whom the late emperor frequently favored in recent years. They are not only young and beautiful, but also talented and virtuous. With our company and service, the late emperor would surely be satisfied. Oh, have you investigated the women the late emperor favored outside the palace?"
"Your Majesty, I am in charge of six residences housing a total of fifteen women. They are: Dugu Feng, the niece of the current Empress Dugu; Hu Xiaoxian, the illegitimate daughter of General Shangguan Hao;
Wei Susu and Wei Qingqing, daughters of Wei Hong, the former registrar of Daxing;
Fang Chuchu, Shen Wushuang, and Bai Qingqing, daughters of merchants;
Ren Meimei, Dong Shuni, Chunyu Wei, Rong Jiaojiao, and Linglong Jiao, women of the martial arts world;
and... and the three Fu sisters presented by Goryeo—Fu Junzhuo, Fu Junyu, and Fu Junqiang."
"What's wrong, Xiaoyu'er? You're speaking hesitantly. Could it be that those three Goryeo women are plotting against you?"
"Your Majesty, the three Fu sisters are direct disciples of Fu Cailin, a master swordsman from Goryeo. When I went to investigate, I fought with them and observed that their martial arts and swordsmanship were indeed extraordinary, and their appearances were also quite remarkable."
"Quite remarkable? They must be exceptional beauties. Otherwise, why would the late Emperor have gone to such lengths to place them under Empress Dugu's wing? Can you give them my letter?"
"Your Majesty, I have already given the letter to the three sisters. After reading it, they only said, 'Though we are concubines, our bodies belong to the Emperor. Even women from outside the realm know propriety.' Then they drew their swords and committed suicide by kissing their own throats."
"Indeed, three women of chastity and virtue. What about the other women?"
"After reading Your Majesty's letter, they all committed suicide one after another to follow the late Emperor. I carefully examined the bodies of those fifteen women after their deaths; they were all still wearing the chastity armor bestowed by the late Emperor, without any signs of tampering. I have already delivered their heads to Her Majesty the Empress as Your Majesty instructed, and the headless corpses were all secretly sent to the late Emperor's mausoleum without disturbing anyone."
"Hmm, you handled this matter very well. Unfortunately, today is my last day in this world. I have nothing to reward you with, but after my death, the jewelry and clothing in this palace can be yours. Now that the Empress's orders have been fulfilled, I can peacefully follow the late Emperor. Xiaoyu, you will do my hair and makeup; I want to see the late Emperor looking beautiful."
"Yes, Your Majesty, but… but are you really going to be buried with the late Emperor?"
"Yes, when I entered the palace at eighteen, I already decided to serve the late Emperor for all eternity. However, you are not required to be buried alive with him. Of the dozens of concubines you mentioned, apart from Consort Shi Feixuan, Consort Yin Wanwan, and Lady Chen Yuxue, I had already made a pact with them to be buried alive with the late Emperor to uphold their chastity. Moreover, the Empress was benevolent and had already made the late Emperor issue an edict that no concubine who had not been favored by him should be buried alive with him. Didn't he dismiss more than three thousand palace maids and female guards a few days ago?"
"No! This servant has never been favored by the late Emperor, so I am not worried about myself, but... Your Majesty, you are only twenty years old, in the prime of your youth. The late Emperor was old and lacked virtue, and only favored you when his life was nearing its end. He was purely lusting after your beauty, and there was no affection between you. Why do you..."
"Stop talking! Xiaoyu! I've heard what you're about to say twice. You're just pretending to report information; you're really just trying to persuade me. I know what kind of filthy thoughts your new master has. I'll say it again: my heart and soul belong only to the late Emperor. You may all leave! I am a dying woman and no longer need your service. Go now and don't come back."
Outside the window, snow was falling heavily. Dressed in her finest attire, Nangong Yuyao sat calmly before her dressing table. In the bronze mirror before her was a beautiful face and a cold, desolate palace. All the palace maids had left with Xiaoyu.
In the ancestral hall of Emperor Wen of Sui in Wanshou Palace, the young Empress stared blankly at the late Emperor's coffin, oblivious even to Nangong Yuyao's arrival behind her.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? If that shameless scoundrel attacks from behind, your chastity will be in danger."
"Ah, it's Yuyao, my dear sister. You've worked so hard; I've been waiting for you. You did a great job with what I asked you to do. However, that palace maid named Xiaoyu, having become that tyrant's mouthpiece, is no longer reliable. I've already sent Consort Shi Feixuan to silence her. The late Emperor's affair with another concubine is something that cannot be made public, and for the sake of his reputation, I had no other choice. Seeing you arrive in such finery, you probably anticipated my intentions. No wonder you arrived much later than the other sisters; you are truly beautifully dressed."
"Sister, please don't flatter me. Actually, I wasn't entirely sure myself. I was worried that the other sisters were all dressed in white mourning clothes to pay respects to the late Emperor, so I had already prepared my inner garments. But seeing you here in your finest attire, I naturally understood your intentions, which is why I reminded the Empress to be careful. In truth, we are about to follow the late Emperor, so there's no need for you to be so sorrowful. In a moment, we will reunite with him in the underworld; we should be happy."
"Good sister, you don't need to comfort me. I know that my sisters are all virtuous and loyal women, and would certainly be willing to die with me for the late Emperor. But the great Sui Dynasty that the late Emperor painstakingly built has been handed over to a lustful and immoral man like Yang Guang. How can I face the late Emperor in peace? I never imagined that Yang Guang, who usually appears so gentlemanly, would attempt to harm me so soon after the late Emperor's death… I heard he even sent a love knot to Consort Xuanhua."
"Three groups of envoys have come to persuade Yuyao, and some even tried to put that filthy aphrodisiac in Yurou's food! Fortunately, my sister and I have only drunk water these past few days in preparation for our martyrdom, otherwise we would have been completely unprepared. How can such a lustful and immoral ruler govern the Sui Dynasty well?" "
I was afraid that this immoral and foolish ruler would ruin our purity, which is why I hastily dismissed the palace maids and female guards, and set the date for our martyrdom tonight. Yuyao, will you resent your sister? After all, you should have been allowed to see your family one last time before your martyrdom."
"Your Majesty, please do not blame yourself. Yuyao has no resentment whatsoever. Although Yuyao and Yurou have studied martial arts and strategy in the Imperial Secret Bureau since childhood, we have always admired the late emperor's ambition and great strategy to unify the world. That is why we took advantage of the late emperor's selection of concubines to enter the palace to serve him. On the day we entered the palace, Yuyao made a vow to Heaven, hoping to accompany the late emperor for all eternity. Now that the late emperor has passed away, how could Yuyao live on in this world?"
"Good sister, it is only because you have such thoughts that the late emperor did not do justice to your favor. I remember that Yuyao entered the palace with me last June, while your sister only entered the palace this March."
"Yes, and Yuyao was favored by the late emperor on the same day as the empress. However, the empress came first, followed by Consort Shi Feixuan, then Consort Yin Wanwan, and finally Consort Shi Qingxuan and Yuyao."
"Is it really such a coincidence? Yuyao, do you keep your virginity test results close to your body? The late emperor would check the test results every time he visited a concubine. They even recorded the time of her virginity. Let me see them." "
The test results are proof of Yuyao's chastity, so naturally I carry them with me for inspection. But I also want Yuyao
to see the empress's test results." "Since we sisters served the late emperor together, I will grant your request, younger sister."
Nangong Yuyao blushed, slightly turned her slender body, and reached between her breasts. From the inner pocket of her bright red peony bodice, she took out a piece of white silk stained with specks of crimson. The spots of virginity on it had turned reddish-brown, but they were still beautiful and eye-catching.
Nangong Yuyao retrieved her virginity but didn't immediately hand it to the Empress for examination. Instead, she stared intently at the keepsake of her first night. Her action of retrieving the virginity reminded her of the late Emperor. Whenever he had his way with her, he would always take advantage of her kneeling posture to slip his large hand between her breasts and retrieve a blood-stained white silk cloth from the inner pocket of her bodice.
Coincidentally, Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing also kept her virginity in the inner pocket of her white lotus bodice. Judging from where she kept it and her equally infatuated expression, it was clear that Emperor Wen had done this not only to Nangong Yuyao.
The two stunning beauties thus examined each other's virginity before the late Emperor's tomb. Indeed, both had been deflowered last June, on Emperor Wen's sixty-sixth birthday. However,
on the reverse side of the Empress's white silk cloth was a poem:
"Fallen
petals, flowers fall and fly, filling the sky; within the red silk tent, who pities them?
Before the flowers and under the moon, we indulged in love; searching and searching, I find you, but you are nowhere to be found."
Heaven and earth know of their mutual affection; their vows of eternal love reveal their true feelings.
The Emperor's love runs even deeper; his humble gate is now opened for him.
How deep is the beauty's love for him? It is the first touch of red on the ground!
With this seemingly unrelated relationship, the two women grew even closer.
"Sister Yuqing, what kind of extreme punishment have you arranged to send Yuyao to the underworld to reunite with the late emperor? Please, it can't be the hanging I hate; it'll pull out her tongue, how unsightly!"
"Not hanging, it's worse than that. We sisters will probably only be beheaded to end our lives."
"Ah? Why must we be beheaded? Can't we at least be buried whole? Is it the late emperor's decree?"
"Alas, it wasn't the late emperor's decree. Sister, I had no choice. We were beheaded because… if you've ever seen the late emperor's mausoleum, you'll know that the main burial chamber is far too small; it simply can't hold our coffins. The late emperor was so frugal. So frugal that even burying us in the same chamber as him wasn't possible. Therefore, we could only place our heads inside his coffin, which is considered burial in the same chamber. Our coffins could only be placed in the passageway outside the main burial chamber."
"If there isn't enough space, I'd rather have no coffin. Even kneeling before the late Emperor's coffin, I can still be buried alongside him. Your Majesty, please decree that I be subjected to the piercing torture. Though it will be excruciatingly painful, I am willing to endure it!"
"Good sister, don't be agitated. I've already considered the piercing method, but it's too time-consuming and very unsafe. When we sisters are subjected to this torture, we'll all lie naked on the bed, enduring the cruel torment of the wooden stakes piercing our bodies through our perineum or anus. We'll be completely powerless to resist. What if that tyrant breaks in halfway through the torture…?"
"Alas… I understand, sister. Who could have foreseen such a situation? It's truly heartbreaking for you, sister. For Yuyao, being buried alongside the late Emperor should be enough. Let it be beheading then!"
"It's good that you understand, sister. Empress Dugu loved you dearly. You would never allow her coffin to be moved from the main burial chamber. Good sister, I will also be beheaded like you, but I'm sorry to trouble you."
The two beautiful women remained silent, yet tears streamed down their faces simultaneously.
The heavy snowfall outside Wanshou Palace gradually stopped.
Xuan Yuan Yuqing first met Empress Dugu on a clear morning. When her master, Abbess Qingyin, asked her to come and pay her respects, her fellow disciples secretly told her that the Empress was there to select concubines for the current emperor.
When she saw the Empress, she knew the rumors were wrong. The old lady had a kind face and gentle words, unlike the scheming, jealous old witch who dominated the harem.
The Empress told Xuan Yuan Yuqing that she was old and frail, and could no longer control her emperor husband. A month ago, she discovered that one of the emperor's frequently favored concubines was actually a disciple of a demonic sect named Yun Yuzhen. This meant that the harem had been manipulated by those with ulterior motives, and it was no wonder that the emperor, in his old age
, had become obsessed with beautiful women and neglected the affairs of state. Although the Empress immediately executed the lowly maid afterward, she offended the emperor. In his rage, the emperor simply issued an edict to select concubines to replenish the harem. This made it even easier for various forces to infiltrate the palace.
"Child, I've seen many of the young ladies selected for the palace. Many are daughters of princes and ministers, such as Yang Ruolan, granddaughter of Yang Su; Gao Mengru, daughter of Gao Ying; Shangguan Yuya, daughter of Shangguan Hao; and Li Xiuning, daughter of Li Yuan. Aren't they all beautiful, talented, and from distinguished families?" "
Then what concerns does the Empress have? Their entry into the palace merely brings the court's infighting into the palace."
"Sigh… if only it were that simple. Child, have you heard of Yin Wanwan and Bai Qing'er?"
"Ah! Aren't they the new generation of successors of the Kuiyin Sect of the Demonic Cult! Could it be…?"
"Yes, they have also entered the palace. I personally checked them, and they are all still virgins. The Emperor certainly won't believe that they are witches from the Demonic Sect, and the harem is in danger."
Empress Dugu was filled with anxiety at this moment. "Fortunately, Shi Feixuan, the successor of the righteous Cihang Jingzhai, has also been selected to enter the palace, but she is too weak on her own. Shi Qingxuan, who came with her, is not bad, but her father is the Supreme of the Demonic Sect, so she is also unreliable. That's why I chose you to enter the palace. You are a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, and your talent, appearance, and martial arts are all superior to theirs. Only you can suppress them. I am currently suffering from illness, and I'm afraid my days are numbered. Otherwise, how could I allow that old man to act recklessly? I have already made arrangements. After you enter the palace and are favored, I will have the Emperor make you a Noble Consort. It's just a pity for you, my old man is almost sixty-six years old."
"Your Majesty, the late Emperor was responsible for the safety of the Sui Dynasty. If he were to be taken advantage of by treacherous people, the world would be in danger." " That Consort Shi must have entered the palace for the same reasons. I, Yuqing, though unworthy, possess some talent and beauty, and am willing to enter the palace to lend her a hand. I humbly request Your Majesty's permission." "
Good! You are truly a wise and righteous child. With your talent and beauty, plus the assistance of your fellow disciples, that old man will surely be pleased. However, there is something I must make clear first. That old man is extremely suspicious, wary of ministers and concubines alike. If he were to pass away, he would most likely order you all to be buried alive with him, to prevent the disaster that followed Empress Lü's usurpation of power. Good child, you should think carefully. Without my supervision, that philandering man will surely be indulging in nightly revelry, and his lifespan will likely be short."
"Your Majesty, I have made a decision. Yin Wanwan and Bai Qing'er are surely planning to bewitch the late Emperor with their beauty. With their looks and methods, the late Emperor will likely become infatuated with women. Since ancient times, even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of beautiful women. His Majesty is a truly heroic man, and no one can control him. The danger of a honey trap lies mainly in the whispers in his ear. To counter this, what I, Yu Feng, need to do is to invite beauties from all over the land to share the late Emperor's desire for women, thus weakening Yin Wanwan and Bai Qing'er's influence on him. With the late Emperor's wisdom and martial prowess, and the assistance of virtuous ministers, the Sui Dynasty will be secure. The current Crown Prince's reputation for benevolence and filial piety is widespread, and the people are all in his heart. He is destined to be a wise and benevolent ruler, and the prosperity of the Sui Dynasty is just around the corner! As for me, being able to die for the late Emperor... is a woman's duty, and also my blessing."
"Good child, truly a good girl. If it weren't for the sake of the Sui Dynasty, I truly wouldn't have been willing to give you to that lecherous and immoral old man. With your words, I can rest assured. The future of the Sui Dynasty is entrusted to you. You can rest assured that with such a sacrifice, neither I nor that old man will treat you badly."
Xuan Yuan Yuqing looked at Empress Dugu's aged and haggard face, but there was one sentence she couldn't say. The fact that they were born into the Demonic Sect didn't mean they were necessarily lewd, evil, or wicked people who would bring disaster to the country. Moreover, lust is a man's nature, and the more suppressed it is, the more frenzied it becomes when it erupts. Yin Wanwan only used this seductive trick because she saw through Empress Dugu's outward strength but inner weakness. Her entry into the palace this time had unwittingly helped Yin Wanwan.
Three days later, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, accompanied by her five junior sisters Xie Bingyu, Xie Xiangwen, Shui Ruobing, Shui Ruoshuang, and Yuan Dieyi, followed Empress Dugu's carriage into the harem of the Sui Dynasty.
A month later, on Emperor Wen's sixty-sixth birthday, Empress Dugu, despite her illness, personally escorted Xuan Yuan Yuqing to Emperor Wen's bedchamber…
That midnight, while the late emperor was still enjoying himself on the newlyweds' bodies, the lonely Empress Dugu passed away with a peaceful smile.
At this moment, a slightly hurried sound of footsteps interrupted Xuan Yuan Yuqing's memories.
"Your Majesty, Consort Li Xiuning has already died for His Majesty the late Emperor. This servant is hereby ordered to present Consort Li's head for Your Majesty's inspection. Furthermore, Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, is also about to be executed. Should Consort Hui be invited to prepare?"
Xuan Yuan Yuqing accepted the crystal box presented by the female official with both hands. Seeing that it indeed contained Consort Li Xiuning's head, she explained to Nangong Yuyao, "The ritual of funerary sacrifice began before my sister arrived, Lady Ronghua..." Yu Chi Zhen, Consort Yang Ruolan, Song Yuzhi, Gao Mengru, Talented Lady Shangguan Yuya, Zheng Yuluan, Xie Bingyu, Xie Xiangwen, Liu Xiufeng, Fang Shishi, Shan Wanjing, Xiao Huijun, Shui Ruobing, Shui Ruoshuang, Shen Qinghe, Shen Luoyan, Yuan Dieyi, Yuan Zixia, Yuan Ziyan, Xue Wushuang, Ding Yage, Shang Xiuxun, Bai Qing'er, Shang Xiufang, and Du Yuhan—a total of twenty-five people—have all given their lives for the late emperor. The crystal box containing their heads is placed next to the late emperor's coffin. Now, with the addition of Consort Li Xiuning
, Xuan Yuan Yuqing told the female official to wait. "Sister, you may not know yet, but that shameless slut, Consort Xuanhua Chen Yuxue, has already succumbed to that tyrannical Emperor Yang Guang. Consort Shu Yin Wanwan has already gone to execute this adulterous woman, but we must act quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications." "
Now, Consort Yue Shi Qingxuan is about to be executed. Of the late Emperor's five principal consorts, only Consort Guifei Xuan, Consort Shu Yin Wanwan, and Consort Xian Nangong Yurou have not yet arrived. Since the female official says it's your turn, you should quickly follow her inside to prepare. I will first send Li Xiuning's head to the late Emperor, and we sisters will meet again on the road to the Yellow Springs."
"Yes, sister, I'll go first. Sister, take care." Nangong Yuyao took one last look at Xuan Yuan Yuqing, then swallowed the "Ice Red Pill" offered by the palace maid and followed the female official to the execution chamber in the rear hall to prepare for her burial.
As soon as Nangong Yuyao entered, she saw the neatly arranged coffins in the back hall. She counted thirty-two in total (apparently, the Empress had removed Consort Xuanhua, Chen Yuxue, after hearing of her self-destructive behavior).
Twenty-five coffins had already been closed, and the twenty-sixth coffin contained a female corpse, with two palace maids carefully adjusting her clothing.
Nangong Yuyao was eager to know how she would be buried, so she disregarded all funeral rites and went to observe. The
person lying in the coffin was likely the recently beheaded noblewoman, Li Xiuning. Given her rank, her coffin was likely made of linden wood. While not as fine as the tree trunk coffins she and the Empress used, made of submerged wood, it was still an extremely rare and valuable material. It would be impossible for insects to rot it within a thousand years, and the "Ice Red Pill," a potent poison she had ingested, had the effect of preserving youth and repelling insects, ensuring the body's excellent preservation.
Nangong Yuyao slowly lifted the silk quilt covering the female corpse. The thin quilt felt weightless in her hands, and as it was lifted, a beautiful headless female corpse was revealed.
"It really is Sister Xiuning!" she murmured, looking at the unusually large and high breasts on the corpse's chest.
Because Li Xiuning had only recently died, her slender and graceful body was still warm, and her snow-white skin still had excellent elasticity, smooth and tender.
Nangong Yuyao still remembered the night Li Xiuning lost her virginity. It was she who held her soft jade hand, pressed her down on the examination chair, and watched as the late emperor spread Xiuning's slender jade legs and slowly inserted that wicked jade pendant into the depths of the young girl's peach garden, until the thin hymen was completely torn apart. After that, he pulled the bloodstained weapon out of the new bride's body, bringing with it the first drops of blood, all of which were scattered on a piece of white silk as white as snow.
Lying supine in the coffin, Li Xiuning's jade-like hands were crossed over her high breasts, her palms positioned directly above her cleavage. Nangong Yuyao's heart stirred. She reached into the inner pocket of Li Xiuning's bodice and pulled out a piece of white silk, stained with blood.
That night, the late emperor's spirits were exceptionally high. Before slept with Li Xiuning, he had already defiled the bodies of five virgins: Xie Bingyu, Xie Xiangwen, Liu Xiufeng, Fang Shishi, and Shan Wanjing. Finally, he had shared a passionate encounter with her, and her first time was also given to the late emperor that night.
Li Xiuning, lying in the coffin, no longer had her beautiful head; the knife wound on her jade neck had been carefully wrapped in white silk by a palace maid.
The headless body was clad in a magnificent funeral robe, made from rare celestial silkworm silk. Predominantly white with golden phoenixes as embellishments, a pink bodice embroidered with bodhi flowers tightly hugged her high, firm breasts. The exaggerated curves made it seem as if her breasts might burst out at any moment.
In fact, Li Xiuning's bodice had indeed been stretched taut by those breasts. That time, Nangong Yuyao and Emperor Wen had conspired to tease Li Xiuning.
Taking advantage of Emperor Wen taking the sisters hunting, they deliberately had Emperor Wen bring Li Xiuning to multiple orgasms that night, leaving her feeling ecstatic. Meanwhile, Nangong Yuyao, serving her, secretly replaced Li Xiuning's specially made large bodice with a medium-sized one. The next day, they deliberately woke Li Xiuning late, so in her haste, Li Xiuning didn't even notice that her bodice was too small before setting off with the group.
Li Xiuning had practiced martial arts and archery since childhood, so her figure was naturally tall and graceful. Her slender figure and long legs were already captivating, but the addition of her magnificent breasts made her even more alluring.
On the very night Emperor Wen deflowered Li Xiuning, the newly favored woman never expected him to so brutally take her virginity. Spoiled since childhood, she couldn't bear the excruciating pain of losing her virginity and broke free from the restraints on the chaise longue. She grabbed Emperor Wen, who was lingering on her breasts, and forcefully thrust her breasts into her deep cleavage. The
unfortunate Emperor Wen was caught completely off guard; the blood he was holding was thrown aside. He struggled frantically, on the verge of being suffocated by her treasures!
Fortunately, Nangong Yuyao, who had just been favored, was still serving them, thus saving Emperor Wen's life in time.
Upon regaining consciousness, Li Xiuning realized the enormity of her mistake. Ignoring the pain of her recent deflowering, she immediately knelt before Emperor Wen, trembling.
Nangong Yuyao, also naked, had somehow already drawn her sword, its gleaming blade pressed against Li Xiuning's neck, awaiting Emperor Wen's order to execute her.
Meanwhile, Xie Bingyu, Xie Xiangwen, Liu Xiufeng, Fang Shishi, and Shan Wanjing, who had also recently been deflowered, endured their own pain and surrounded Emperor Wen, massaging his back and soothing him. After a long while, Emperor Wen finally recovered.
Princess Dongming, Shan Wanjing, had never experienced such a shock. Enraged that on her wedding night, her virginity had been deflowered, and the bloodstains on her white silk ribbons were still wet, she had almost become a widow. She immediately advocated for Li Xiuning's execution.
Liu Xiufeng and Fang Shishi, born into noble families and pampered young ladies, had suffered greatly during their deflowering, and the pain in their genitals was still fresh. They felt they had almost lost their future support, and naturally shared Shan Wanjing's sentiments.
The twin sisters Xie Bingyu and Xie Xiangwen, along with the emperor... Later, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, also a disciple of Qingyin Shifu, was the most kind-hearted. However, Li
Xiuning's troubles were too great, and she couldn't bring herself to plead for her. On the other hand, Nangong Yuyao, who had been murderous just moments before, softened. Knowing that Li Xiuning's mistake was unintentional, and seeing that Emperor Wen was so fond of Li Xiuning's breasts when he was with her, she changed her stance from executing her on the spot to suggesting that Li Xiuning's breasts be cut off as an apology. As she spoke, she even pressed the tip of her sword against the cherry of Li Xiuning's right breast, looking at the expressionless Emperor Wen.
Emperor Wen's decision was unexpected by everyone. He summoned Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing, Consort Shi Feixuan, Consort Yin Wanwan, and Consort Shi Qingxuan, who had just been deflowered the night before. He personally removed their bodices one by one and then had them stand in a row with Li Xiuning and Nangong Yuyao. After observing them for a long time, he finally created the Sui Palace Jade Breast Ranking:
Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing ranked first. Although her breasts were not the largest, they were perfectly matched with her slender figure. What was rare was that her breasts were symmetrical, round and high. The two nipples, which were extremely elastic, responded quickly. They stood proudly after being gently stroked and licked. In Emperor Wen's eyes, they were priceless treasures.
Consort Shu, Yin Wanwan, ranked second. Like the Empress, she wielded weapons with both hands, resulting in equally symmetrical breasts. However, due to their slightly higher elevation, the development of her nipples was slightly delayed, still slightly upturned. Nevertheless, she was a year younger than Xuan Yuan Yuqing, and it was believed that after a year of Emperor Wen's favor, her body would undergo a surprising transformation.
Consort Hui, Nangong Yuyao, only ranked third for her breasts. In terms of shape and elasticity, she was in no way inferior to Empress Xuan Yuan Yuqing. Unfortunately, her right breast was slightly larger than her left, resulting in her being demoted to third. However, everyone in the palace knew that she was Emperor Wen's most favored concubine.
Consort Gui, Shi Feixuan, and Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, were both tall and elegant women, but their breasts were small and delicate. Furthermore, due to sword practice, their right breasts were also slightly larger than their left, thus placing them fourth and fifth respectively.
As for Li Xiuning's ample bosom, it could only be described as a gift from heaven to Emperor Wen. At the young age of sixteen, her breasts were already large and firm, requiring a specially made bodice to accommodate them. Everyone unanimously voted her the number one busty woman in the harem!
Now, this number one busty woman of the Sui Palace, Consort Li Xiuning, was wearing a small bodice as she rode across the hunting grounds with a large entourage. Her magnificent breasts heaved and surged like waves.
Then, as Li Xiuning drew her bow, she naturally thrust out her towering breasts. The thin bodice, finally unable to withstand the height and firmness of her breasts, was stretched to burst by Li Xiuning's incredibly elastic breasts!
Although Li Xiuning tried to tease Nangong Yuyao in the same way afterward, the well-proportioned Nangong Yuyao didn't have her magnificent breasts. The small strapless bra, besides accentuating Nangong Yuyao's curves, only aroused the late emperor's lust, leading to his unrestrained sexual encounter with Nangong Yuyao in the imperial garden – Li Xiuning's only gain.
Yet, Li Xiuning had to serve the late emperor for three nights, even offering her rear, to obtain his cooperation. By all accounts, she was the one who suffered the loss. Thinking of Li Xiuning's furious display after her failed scheme, and then seeing her now lying quietly in the coffin, she appeared even more radiant, as if she had just fallen asleep – natural, perfect, and exuding a delicate, feminine fragrance.
Suddenly, Nangong Yuyao felt dizzy and lightheaded, realizing that the "Ice Red Pill" she had ingested was taking effect. This "Ice Red Pill" was a drug specifically used to execute concubines; its greatest benefit was that it could preserve the body's youth and prevent decay for a thousand years. However, its effects only worked when it circulated throughout the body via the bloodstream. Since she had already ingested this highly poisonous drug, even if she wasn't beheaded, she would surely die within two hours.
She took one last look at Li Xiuning's corpse and then signaled the palace maids to continue their work.
The female official standing nearby, seeing Nangong Yuyao's unsteady steps, guessed that the "Ice Red Pill" was taking effect and quickly stepped forward to support her as they walked towards the execution ground.
The Death of Qingxuan
When Nangong Yuyao saw Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, at the execution ground, she was only wearing a close-fitting blue bodice. Her hands were bound behind her back as she knelt on a soft cushion. At the service of palace maids, she was extending her head over the sharp guillotine, her long, graceful neck resting on the neck rest of the guillotine.
"Execute!" Seeing that Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, was ready, the female official beside Nangong Yuyao decisively gave the order to execute her. The palace maid in charge of the execution did not hesitate at all, immediately pressing the guillotine down hard!
In that instant, with the guillotine's slash, "Crack!" Shi Qingxuan's head flew off, accompanied by a spurt of blood, a step away before landing with a "Thump!" in the prepared hay basket.
Shi Qingxuan's curvaceous upper body jerked upright after her severed head, then froze, blood gushing from her neck like a red fountain, shooting more than ten feet away!
Moments later, Shi Qingxuan began to convulse. She knelt on the cushion, her bound arms spasming violently, her headless body swaying back and forth like an incredible, vibrant fountain, relentlessly spraying red liquid forward!
She endured this for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, until the blood finally dried, and her headless corpse collapsed forward onto the guillotine, beginning to twitch slightly.
Her hands, bound by white silk, rested softly on her two hemispherical, snowy buttocks, her slender fingers slowly straightening from their clenched fists…
Several palace maids then carried away Shi Qingxuan's headless corpse. The female official who led the way for Nangong Yuyao first found a chair for Nangong Yuyao to sit down, and then picked up Shi Qingxuan's head from the basket and placed it in the preservative solution beside her. While doing so, she smiled and said to Nangong Yuyao, "Your Highness, please wait a moment. Although Your Highness Yue also took the 'Ice Red Pill' refined by Consort Yuan Ziyan before her death to make her body less prone to decay, the head is the essence of the whole body. If you want to preserve your appearance, you still need to soak it in the preservative solution for a while to maintain your youth." Once Consort Yue's head is ready, the palace maids will dress her up and prepare her for burial. By then, the effects of the "Ice Red Pill" she ingested will have permeated her entire body, ensuring her body remains incorrupt for a thousand years. Then, the servants can attend to Consort Yue on her final journey.
Seeing that Nangong Yuyao was staring at the guillotine and trembling slightly, she guessed that Nangong Yuyao was afraid, so she tried to comfort her: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid. This phoenix-headed guillotine is a treasure passed down from the time of the Yellow Emperor! This servant dares to ask Your Majesty a question. People only know that the Yellow Emperor became an immortal by sleeping with three thousand young girls under the guidance of Su Nu, but they don't know what happened to Su Nu and the three thousand concubines who were defiled by the Yellow Emperor?"
Nangong Yuyao saw that the lady-in-waiting asked a strange question, and she really didn't know, so she asked curiously: "What happened to them?"
The palace maid smiled and patted the phoenix-headed guillotine: "They all died under this phoenix-headed guillotine. Every time, with a 'snap!', the blade fell and the head flew off, without exception! It is said that on the day they were buried with the Yellow Emperor, it took a whole day and night to cut off the heads of Su Nu and the three thousand concubines."
"Wasn't Su Nu a fairy from the Heavenly Palace? How could she also be buried alive with the Yellow Emperor? Even though the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine is a treasure, how could it be able to cut off a fairy's head?" "
Your Majesty doesn't know. This guillotine was specially forged by the Jade Emperor from the Heaven-Mending Stone for his favorite concubine, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. Back then, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden almost went mad due to improper cultivation, so the Jade Emperor broke her virginity, took her as his concubine, and then personally cut off her head." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden then ascended to immortality through self-destruction. From that time on, a rumor circulated that "women beheaded by the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine can achieve immortality through self-destruction," so throughout history, only the emperor's consorts were qualified to use this guillotine. "Your Majesty, look, from ancient times to the present, it has beheaded countless famous and unknown concubines of the harem. Tonight alone, it has beheaded twenty-six consorts, yet there isn't even a small scratch on the blade, and the entire guillotine is spotless. Wouldn't you say it's a treasure?"
"Then…which famous concubines of the harem has this Phoenix-Headed Guillotine beheaded? Yuyao has never heard of such a treasure before and is very curious. Could the lady-in-waiting explain it to me?"
"Your Majesty is too kind. The concubines who died for the late emperor have all inquired about the origin of this guillotine. This servant has been in the palace for many years, and there are records of all the concubines beheaded by this Phoenix-Headed Guillotine! From the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin…" Records from the Han Dynasty are largely incomplete due to their age, but the surviving scrolls still fill eight cabinets. Excluding the three thousand concubines of the Yellow Emperor and his predecessors, King Tang of Xia and King Wen of Zhou alone used this guillotine to execute nearly ten thousand concubines each.
The tyrannical Qin Shi Huang used it to kill nearly seven hundred thousand beautiful women. Legend has it that after conquering a country, he would take all its most beautiful women and then use this guillotine to kill them after his conquest.
When he conquered Han, he executed over six thousand eight hundred women, including Princess Shi Sufang, the adopted daughter of the King of Han; almost no beautiful virgins in Han survived.
When he conquered Zhao, he successively executed the Zhao female generals Zhao Zhi, Shan Rou, and Shan Lan. After Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer occupied Handan, Wang Jian ordered the Qin army to massacre the Zhao people for three days, beheading two million. Qin Shi Huang himself went to the former Zhao palace and slaughtered all the Zhao nobles. Afterwards, as many as 40,000 beautiful women's heads were transported to the imperial mausoleum!
In the conquest of Yan, 13,000 people, including Princess Yan Ji,
were beheaded. In the conquest of Wei, Qin Shi Huang captured the Wei general Ji Yanran alive, and after three days of sexual relations, he executed her with a phoenix-headed guillotine. After conquering Daliang, Qin also slaughtered escaped prostitutes and 28,000 beautiful women, including the Wei queen Shan Meimei.
In the conquest of Chu, the Qin army suffered heavy losses, slaughtering along the way, first destroying the Dian Kingdom, and beheading Empress Dowager Zhuang, the You sisters, and 5,000 others. Then, he slaughtered 710,000 people across the entire Qin state, selecting 10,000 beautiful women to be buried with him in the imperial mausoleum. Afterwards, he recruited Princess Cai Cai, whom he briefly slept with before beheading her. Later, he conquered Yingdu, massacring the city for ten days and obtaining 30,000 more beautiful women's heads.
Finally, he recruited the Qi state, acquiring the names Ji Nangong Yuan and Feng Fei, whom he slept with before beheading them.
With the empire unified, the First Emperor began to suppress the women of Qin, first executing royal women like Ying Ying, Dan'er (daughter of Lu Gong), and Wang Xia (daughter of Wang Jian), along with a thousand female soldiers, and then slaughtering 246,000 courtesans and dancers throughout the country.
He then toured the ancient Yue state, killing 110,000 beautiful Yue women, including Liu Fangyun, to fill his imperial mausoleum. Later, he killed 60,000 wealthy women, including Qin Qing. After his death, 130,000 concubines and palace maids were buried with him, totaling over 660,000 people!
Among the more famous women in history are Mei Xi of the Xia dynasty, Daji of the Shang dynasty, Bao Si of the Zhou dynasty, Xi Shi of the Spring and Autumn period, and Zheng Dan. Xia Ji, Fu Xianyin (the "Singing Fairy" of Emperor Yuan of Han), Zhao Feiyan, Zhao Hede, Ban Jieyu, Yin Lihua (Emperor Guangwu), Fu Shou (Emperor Xian of Han), Dong Wan, Cai Wenji (Cao Wei period), and Zhen Mi are all on the list, and all died under the Phoenix Head Guillotine. "
Starting from the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine was acquired by the Southern Dynasties, and various records are quite complete. For example, Qin Meiying, the favorite concubine of Emperor Yifu of the Song Dynasty, and her maids Liyun, Ying'er, Yuejuan, Xiangyun, Jingfang, Wenyuan, Lizhu, Liujiao, Zhu'er, Xueyan, Yuejuan, Yunqing, Man'er, and Miaoyun, a total of fifteen people, were beheaded by Emperor Yifu himself during a mutiny." "
After Emperor Yifu's death, the Southern Dynasties were in turmoil, and thousands of people in the harem died for their country. Later, the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine was acquired by the Northern Dynasties. The three princesses Helian Ying, Helian Rong, and Helian Ting, acquired by Emperor Tao of the Northern Wei Dynasty after conquering the Xia Dynasty, as well as Consort Zhang Wanqing and Consort Dao Fangyun, were also beheaded under the blade, their necks bleeding profusely." The female official thought for a moment, then said, "
Afterwards, Emperor Yilong of Song had someone steal back the Phoenix-Head Guillotine while Emperor Tao was dying. Subsequently, Emperor Yilong's concubine, Pan Xiande, at the tender age of eighteen, became a victim of this blade. Your Majesty, do you know that Pan Xiande was a famous beauty? She was from Wu County, possessing captivating beauty, eyebrows like distant mountains, a delicate face, cherry-like lips, a willow-like waist, and tiny bound feet, barely three inches in diameter. She was also taught swordsmanship by a celestial being and could even fly on a sword! She was considered the most beautiful woman in Wu County. Emperor Yilong was cruel and bloodthirsty, and fearing that others would obtain Xiande, he immediately beheaded her after deflowering her. Truly, heaven is jealous of beauty!" "
And there were also Emperor Jun of Song's three favored concubines: Jingzhen, Jingwan, and Jingyi; and Zhang Lihua and Gong Ronghua, the concubines of Emperor Chen Houzhu... " "Kong Bao'er and all others perished under this blade. Although this is a recent record, the existence of the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine is a closely guarded secret within the palace. Even Your Majesty, with your extensive knowledge of literature, may not know of it."
"Alas, hearing you speak of it, the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine is indeed a deadly weapon. Seeing how cleanly and swiftly it ended Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, I am relieved."
"Yes, Your Majesty, it's good that you think so. This blade is incredibly fast. With a snap, your head flew off. At most, you felt a cool sensation on the back of your neck, without any pain. If you don't believe me, after Your Majesty has bathed and changed, I will have also soaked Consort Yue's head. Then you will see Consort Yue's head and understand that what I say is true."
Three incense sticks later, Shi Qingxuan's head was placed before Nangong Yuyao after her bath. It was clear that Shi Qingxuan had died peacefully and serenely. Her large, phoenix-shaped eyes were closed naturally, and a faint smile lingered on her rosy lips. There was indeed no sign of pain.
Nangong Yuyao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. Her gaze towards the phoenix-headed guillotine became expectant.
On the other side, the palace maids were busy dressing Shi Qingxuan's headless body, which had already been cleaned, in a magnificent burial dress.
One of the maids reached between Shi Qingxuan's breasts and took out a piece of white silk stained with blood from the inner pocket of her blue bodice...
Yuyao's Death
Nangong Yuyao handed Shi Qingxuan's head to the maids beside her, but the poison of the "Ice Red Pill" was too potent. In a short while, the highly skilled Nangong Yuyao was so weakened that she no longer had the strength to lift her arms or walk. She had to be helped by a female official to kneel on the cushion before the phoenix-headed guillotine.
The palace maids thoroughly cleaned the area around the guillotine; all the blood that Shi Qingxuan had spat out was now gone. A meticulous female official even lit calming sandalwood incense for Nangong Yuyao.
When the maid in charge of the execution slowly raised the gleaming guillotine, Nangong Yuyao carefully inspected it; indeed, there wasn't a single scratch or bloodstain on the blade.
Completely reassured, Nangong Yuyao signaled to the female official that it could begin.
The palace maids stepped forward one by one to undress Nangong Yuyao, leaving her only in her peony-patterned bodice. A female official waiting nearby took out a pre-prepared white handkerchief and carefully wiped Nangong Yuyao's soon-to-be-severed neck.
Nangong Yuyao calmly smiled at the executioner, then sat down on her heels, leaning forward and placing her head over the guillotine, placing her long, white neck on the shelf. Finally, she placed her hands behind her back for the female official to tie them with white silk.
Nangong Yuyao quietly awaited her moment of execution. Her head was turned to the left, her right cheek pressed against the guillotine's base, just enough to see Shi Qingxuan's headless corpse a few feet away. "
Qingxuan, it's finally my turn. Even now, with your head separated from your body, does the sound of your flute still linger? I remember the late emperor said he loved listening to our duets on the qin and xiao, and then he wanted us to serve him in bed together." "I wonder if we'll ever have such a chance again in the afterlife...
" "Execute!" The female official sighed, uttering those two words with difficulty.
"Whoosh!"—The sound of the guillotine falling with a whoosh.
"Crack!"—The sound of the guillotine severing a cervical vertebra. The
sharp blade easily severed Nangong Yuyao's jade-like neck; in that brief instant, a beautiful head was severed and flown away!
Nangong Yuyao felt a chill on her neck and back, followed by a dizzying spin. But her exceptional eyesight allowed her to see her headless body spurting hot blood in the rapidly spinning scene, the female official and palace maids supporting her headless form, and Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing standing at the door, along with her younger sister, Consort Xian, Nangong Yurou, nestled in her arms.
Nangong Yuyao's head landed sideways in the hay basket, preventing her from seeing her headless body and sister Nangong Yurou again, a regret she couldn't help but feel.
Fortunately, she could still see through the gaps in the basket that the palace maids were placing Shi Qingxuan's head into a crystal box.
Nangong Yuyao couldn't help but think that her own head would be as beautiful as Qingxuan's, perhaps even more beautiful?
Soon, everything before Yuyao's eyes blurred, even the constant sound of spurting blood seemed to fade into the distance…
Xuanyuan Yuqing remained alone, lost in thought before the late emperor's spirit. The head of Nangong Yuyao, presented by a female official, was before her, but this time she didn't immediately deliver it to the late emperor. After four incense sticks, the familiar "crack" and "hiss" of spurting blood echoed from the back hall again. Xuanyuan Yuqing finally wept. Nangong Yurou had only been favored by the late emperor three times; her sixteen-year-old youth had ended just like that.
A moment later, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, carrying the heads of Nangong Yuyao and Nangong Yurou, arrived at the late emperor's coffin. He saw twenty-nine crystal boxes containing the heads of young girls neatly arranged on a mahogany altar. Overwhelmed with grief, he began to sob again.
Consort Hui, Nangong Yuyao, head of the Heavenly Secret Bureau, ranked second in the Heavenly Immortal Register, was skilled in both literature and martial arts. The late emperor favored her 155 times, and she died at the young age of twenty. Consort Xian,
Nangong Yurou, head of the Flying Swallow Hall of the Heavenly Secret Bureau, Nangong Yuyao's younger sister, ranked fourth in the new Heavenly Immortal Register, was favored by the late emperor three times, and died at the young age of sixteen.
Consort Yue, Shi Qingxuan, the beloved daughter of Shi Zhixuan, the supreme leader of the Demonic Sect, was favored by the late emperor 115 times, and died at the young age of eighteen.
Lady Ronghua, Yuchi Zhen, was the granddaughter of Yuchi Jiong, a loyal minister of the previous dynasty. She was skilled in painting, was favored by the late emperor fifteen times, and died at the young age of twenty.
Consort Yang Ruolan, granddaughter of Grand Tutor Yang Su, was elegant and refined in her writing. She was favored by the late emperor ten times and died a martyr at the young age of seventeen.
Consort Gao Mengru, daughter of General Gao Ying, was highly skilled in martial arts and military strategy, responsible for training female guards. She was favored by the late emperor sixteen times and died a martyr at the young age of twenty-one.
Consort Li Xiuning, daughter of General Li Yuan, was exceptionally skilled in martial arts and horsemanship, responsible for training female guards. She was favored by the late emperor sixty-six times and died a martyr at the young age of eighteen. Consort
Song Yuzhi, eldest daughter of the wealthy Song family, was meticulous and shrewd in business. She managed the palace treasury and was favored by the late emperor thirteen times. She died a martyr at the young age of eighteen.
Consort Shangguan Yuya, daughter of General Shangguan Hao, was exceptionally skilled in martial arts and responsible for inner palace guards. She was favored by the late emperor six times and died a martyr at the young age of sixteen.
Yuan Ziyan, a talented woman and daughter of the Daoist Yuan Tiansha, was skilled in astrology and alchemy. The late emperor favored her fourteen times, and she died a martyr at the young age of seventeen.
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With tearful eyes, Xuan Yuan Yuqing finally arrived at the far left of the altar, the spot reserved for the crystal box containing her head. If only the heads of Consort Shi Feixuan and Consort Yin Wanwan could be brought to the late emperor, she could peacefully accept her fate and die for him.
In the blink of an eye, it was midnight. The heavy snow had stopped, and a bright moon peeked out from behind the thinning clouds, illuminating the deep, dark Sui Palace.
Yin Wanwan, the widowed concubine of Emperor Wen of Sui, was sipping sweet wine from a small wine pot, watching the shameful sight of the harlot, Consort Xuanhua, Chen Yuxue, writhing and submitting to Yang Guang's desires.
Yin Wanwan herself had once experienced the same ecstasy of lovemaking with Emperor Wen, and had witnessed his advances on Chen Yuxue. Back then, she had only found Chen Yuxue, with her soft moans and sweet cries during his pleasure, to be the most beautiful woman. But now, seeing her submitting to another man filled Yin Wanwan with utter disgust!
Perhaps Chen Yuxue was more deserving of the title "witch" than herself. After all, she knew that a woman's chastity was paramount, and she was willing to die for her husband.
Half an hour later, Yang Guang's bedchamber finally fell silent. Having listened to enough of the lewd sounds, Yin Wanwan finally had her chance.
She casually shook the wine pot into powder, and her graceful, beautiful body transformed into a gentle breeze carrying an elegant fragrance, softly blowing into Yang Guang's dragon bed. A wisp of light, as thin as a silkworm's thread, flashed and disappeared, and the fragrant breeze, carrying a hint of blood, drifted away towards the distant Wanshou Palace.
Under the bright moonlight, Consort Shu, Yin Wanwan, danced gracefully among the pavilions and towers of the Sui Palace like a fairy descended to earth. If it weren't for the beautiful woman's severed head she carried, the Sui palace's female guards might have truly mistaken her for a fairy. But now, she was greeted by a rain of arrows and hidden weapons.
Although these female guards, newly recruited by Yang Guang, were loyal to their duties, Yin Wanwan's current status was that of the late emperor's Consort Shu.
To Yin Wanwan, Yang Guang was the late emperor's son, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty; she could not kill him. But apart from him, Yin Wanwan had no scruples.
Knowing she would soon be beheaded, Yin Wanwan's long-suppressed rage finally erupted. These female guards had committed insubordination, giving her ample reason to kill. Thus began a chase and massacre that swept through the entire palace. Yin Wanwan, with her unparalleled
martial arts skills and ethereal beauty, combined with her exquisite lightness skills, flew through the palaces and pavilions, engaging in guerrilla warfare, and in the blink of an eye, she had killed over 1,300 female guards. Yin Wanwan
seemed to enjoy watching women beheaded, so all the fallen female guards met a fate of decapitation.
The female guards, who valued teamwork, suffered heavy casualties under Yin Wanwan's guerrilla tactics, but loyal to their duty, and so as not to disturb Yang Guang's rest, not a single one uttered a scream even as they were killed. Yuwen Piaoxue, the deputy commander of the female guards who was ordered to provide support, also gave her subordinates a few instructions before chasing after Yin Wanwan.
They had only taken a few steps forward when suddenly, Yuwen Piaoxue sensed danger and leaped into the air.
Her subordinates were not so lucky. A bright flash of light grazed the soles of Yuwen Piaoxue's shoes, and the seven female guards behind her were decapitated by Yin Wanwan. As the seven heads fell to the ground, the seven headless corpses of young girls swayed and collapsed onto the snow.
With a reflexive twitch, a large amount of hot blood gushed from the cuts on their jade-like necks, instantly turning a large patch of white snow into a pool of blood.
Yuwen Piaoxue, suspended in mid-air, stared in disbelief as her subordinates' corpses writhed and struggled sensually in the blood, her mind blank. These seven girls were female swordsmen carefully trained by Lord Yang Su. When the Seven-Colored Sword Formation, led by Hong Fu, was unleashed, even her own father, Yuwen Huaji, was no match for them. Originally, they, like herself, had been sent to personally guard Yang Guang. Tonight was supposed to be their special night to offer their virginity to him, but Yang Guang went to Consort Xuanhua's palace instead, leaving them to lie on the examination chair with their legs spread wide for half the night.
In the blink of an eye, Hong Fu and the others became seven headless, beautiful corpses, and she herself was likely to lose her head as well.
Poor Yuwen Piaoxue hadn't even finished thinking when she felt a chill on her neck and back, and then the world around her began to spin rapidly. Only when she saw her own headless body lying in the blood not far away, writhing and struggling, did Piaoxue realize that she had also been beheaded by the female assassin.
Yin Wanwan looked at Yuwen Piaoxue's head rolling to her feet and thought she was quite pretty, but unfortunately, she was that tyrant's lackey.
Suddenly, Wanwan remembered that the late emperor had been frugal throughout his life and hadn't arranged any decent offerings for him after his death. These female guards were quite beautiful, so why not use their heads as offerings to the late emperor? It would be a way of fulfilling her duty as a wife.
Yin Wanwan acted immediately. She found several large sacks, tied them together with rope, and then carefully selected the heads of the female guards she had killed—those who were beautiful and virgins before their deaths—and stuffed them into the sacks. Yuwen Piaoxue, Hongfu, and seven others were fortunate enough to become her first batch of collectibles.
Half an hour later, Yin Wanwan, who had killed nearly three thousand people, finally shook off the female guards' pursuit. Carrying six large sacks of young girls' heads, she arrived at the Yangxin Lake in the Imperial Garden. She immersed the six blood-stained sacks in the lake water and carefully washed Chen Yuxue's head. Only when no more blood seeped out of the sacks did she return to Wanshou Palace with a long string of sacks, satisfied.
To Yin Wanwan's surprise, she saw Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing and Consort Shi Feixuan throwing the heads of young girls one by one into a large bronze cauldron that was blazing with fire.
Beside them stood a dozen or so palace maids, each holding a large tray in both hands, upon which lay the heads of beautiful women, about thirty on each tray. On the late emperor's altar, there were mountains of beautiful women's heads.
The busy palace maids, like fluttering butterflies, constantly brought new beautiful women's heads to the altar, then arranged the already offered heads on trays, which were eventually thrown into the raging fire of the large bronze cauldron by Empress Xuanyuan Yuqing or Consort Shi Feixuan.
"Sister Wan, there's no need to be surprised. They were women who died by disembowelment at several gatherings organized by the Sui Dynasty. Because the late emperor had defiled their bodies, their beautiful corpses were sent to the palace after their deaths. Empress Dugu ordered that their heads be chopped off with a phoenix-headed guillotine and stored in an ice cellar. They should have been sent to the late emperor by now."
Xuan Yuan Yuqing naturally picked up a beautiful young girl's head from the maid's tray and looked at it. "This is the head of Fang Ziyan, the Qiushuang Sword, one of the more famous female warriors of the Qiushui Sword Sect. The notorious bandit 'Wild Wind Bandit Alliance,' which roamed the seven prefectures, was killed by these six hundred young female disciples of the Qiushui Sword Sect. Unfortunately, they violated the Sui Dynasty's criminal law by killing people indiscriminately, and after being defiled by the late emperor, they were all beheaded." "
Alas, a heroine defying the law with her martial arts." Sitting on the other side, Consort Shi Feixuan seemed quite emotional. "One of my aunts was a disciple of the Autumn Water Sword Sect, and she also died on the execution ground. Never mind that, there are also some heads here of women from all over the country who committed suicide for the late emperor when he passed away, as well as all the young women of the former Chen Dynasty, all of whom the late emperor had favored."
"Add to that the personal maids of the sisters that I ordered Shi Feixuan and Nangong Yuyao to silence, and the concubines that the late emperor secretly placed in various places, there are more than 1,400 people in total. What is in the sack that Sister Wan brought? It's so full?"
"Ah, it's the female guards who tried to stop the execution of Chen Yuxue. They were all selected by Yang Guang to enter the palace. I think they were still virgins. It's a pity to bury such beautiful heads like this, so I brought them back to offer as sacrifices to the late emperor."
"Sister Wanwan is quite thoughtful; no wonder the late Emperor favored her so much." Xuan Yuan Yuqing smiled and pointed to the empty chair to her right. "Come sit down, sister. There are over 1,400 heads. Consort Xuan and I have only burned a little over 400. You should help burn some too. Although those female guards were recruited by Yang Guang, as long as they are virgins, they are barely qualified to be offerings to the late Emperor. Consider them lucky tonight."
Yin Wanwan handed the sack full of young girls' heads to a palace maid and then sat gracefully to Xuan Yuan Yuqing's right.
Seeing the unnatural expression on Consort Shi Feixuan's face, she knew that she was grieving for these women who had been silenced. Hmph, so what if they are from prestigious families? For their husbands, they still have to do things like killing to silence witnesses.
Perhaps because she was about to be buried alive with the sword, Yin Wanwan's hostility towards Shi Feixuan was much less than before, and she didn't seize any opportunity to tease her. After all, Shi Feixuan was forced to serve the same old man because of her entry into the palace, and now she was going to die with her. Thinking of herself, Bai Qing'er, and Yun Yuzhen, she dragged along Xuan Yuan Yuqing, Nangong Yuyao, Nangong Yurou, Shi Feixuan, and Shi Qingxuan—the elites of the righteous path—and also Li Xiuning, Song Yuzhi, Yang Ruolan, Gao Mengru, and Shangguan Yuya—the daughters of powerful local families—to die together. This was far more profitable than selling the Holy Sect, and it was no wonder that Master Zhu had shown her such affection.
Thinking of this, Yin Wanwan's heart suddenly grew heavy. Bai Qing'er didn't want to die, and she had successfully left the palace, but she had used the Mind-Bending Technique to control her until she watched her beheaded by the sharp phoenix-headed guillotine. Because Wanwan knew that Bai Qing'er and she had to die. Only with their deaths would the elites of the righteous path have no excuse to live, and only then could they peacefully be buried alive with the late emperor.
Yin Wanwan gave Shi Feixuan a rare, genuine smile, then handed Chen Yuxue's head to the Empress for inspection.
Xuan Yuan Yuqing glanced at Chen Yuxue's head with disdain, and after confirming it was correct, casually tossed it into the bronze cauldron.
Yin Wanwan watched the Empress's actions, smiled slightly, and similarly tossed a few heads from the tray held by the palace maid behind her into the cauldron.
Sitting opposite Wanwan, Shi Feixuan saw that the heads were all from her palace maids and couldn't help but glare at Yin Wanwan.
Yin Wanwan smiled nonchalantly, turned around, and picked up a beautiful woman's head from the tray. She recognized it as Fu Junqiang, the closed-door disciple of Fu Cailin, the master swordsman of Goryeo. This girl seemed to be only seventeen this year. She hadn't seen her since their swordsmanship contest when Fu Junqiang was fifteen. So she had been kept as a concubine by the late emperor.
"Well, see you in the underworld, Fu Junqiang!" Yin Wanwan silently prayed, then threw Fu Junqiang's head into the bronze cauldron, seemingly ignoring Shi Feixuan.
Yin Wanwan then picked up another beautiful woman's head—ah, it was the head of Xiaoyu, Nangong Yuyao's maid. A fickle little thing, it was truly your good fortune to be offered as a sacrifice to the late emperor. With a wave of her jade hand, Xiaoyu's head entered the bronze cauldron.
At this moment, Shi Feixuan, sitting opposite, finally found the head of Yin Wanwan's maid, Qingyan, from the pile of heads on the offering table. She then deliberately threw it into the flames of the bronze cauldron right in front of Yin Wanwan, her jade-like face full of smugness.
Yin Wanwan, however, remained unmoved, turning around to pick up a head. Upon closer inspection, it was Dugu Feng's! Heavens! His Majesty has even favored his own grandniece! Amazing! We'll meet again in the underworld, little grandniece, go in.
Seeing that her previous rebuttal had no effect, Shi Feixuan pouted her small cherry lips in anger, sulking. With a flurry of movements, she threw all thirty-odd beautiful women's heads from the palace maid's tray into the bronze cauldron.
Xuan Yuan Yuqing watched the two of them helplessly, secretly turning her back to chuckle. After laughing enough, she didn't forget her business. She casually picked up a beautiful woman's head, and recognized it as Ren Meimei's. Xuan Yuan Yuqing had seen her once in Daxing before entering the palace, so she had some impression of her. Ren Meimei's martial arts and talent were only average, and the late emperor only valued her appearance.
"Good sister, your chastity will be known to the late emperor. Let us sisters reunite in the underworld!"
With three pairs of nimble hands moving swiftly, over 1,700 beautiful women's heads were thrown one by one into the bronze cauldron. Their once vibrant and lifelike faces, now ravaged by the flames, were reduced to a cloud of pinkish-white smoke.
From then on, a faint aroma of human flesh lingered near the Wanshou Palace, only gradually dissipating several years later.
After disposing of the beauties' heads, the three women, unable to bear the pungent smell of roasted human flesh in the Wanshou Palace, fled back to their chambers to bathe and change. Only the female official and a dozen or so palace maids remained, trying to dispel the unpleasant odor.
An hour later, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, estimating the smell should have dissipated, returned to the Wanshou Palace, only to find Yin Wanwan already there. She was dressed in the palace attire of a Consort Shu, kneeling devoutly before the late Emperor's spirit tablet. One of her jade-like hands reached between her breasts, retrieving her virginity from the inner pocket of her close-fitting begonia-patterned bodice, and respectfully offering it before the late Emperor's memorial tablet.
"Sister Wan, are you ready?"
"Yes, Wanwan no longer wants to be entangled in these mundane matters. Moreover, I haven't seen the late Emperor for several days, and Wanwan feels as if she has lost her backbone, her soul adrift. After much thought, it's better to follow the late Emperor sooner rather than later. Please grant Wanwan's request, Empress."
At this moment, Yin Wanwan's pain and confusion were completely different from her usual strength and decisiveness. Her bright eyes were filled with deep affection and endless longing for the late Emperor.
Xuan Yuan Yuqing watched Yin Wanwan and the female official disappear down the corridor leading to the rear hall, his heart filled with mixed emotions, unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow.
***********************The Death of Wanwan***********************
In the execution ground of the rear hall, before the phoenix-headed guillotine, Yin Wanwan, supported by the female official, carefully examined the murder weapon. Just as the female official had said, there was no bloodstain or scratch on the entire guillotine; it was pure white like jade, and did not resemble an ancient artifact with a history of two thousand years at all.
Although Yin Wanwan, who had already taken the "Ice Red Pill," felt dizzy and weak, she stubbornly persevered, relying on her refined Heavenly Demon Technique to maintain the elegant demeanor required of a noble imperial concubine.
With a smile, Yin Wanwan gently raised the guillotine. A chilling killing intent immediately assaulted her senses. Deeply poisoned, Yin Wanwan could no longer withstand the intense shock of the killing intent and reluctantly closed the guillotine.
Regardless of whether the legend of the Phoenix-Headed Guillotine was true or false, tonight she was destined to die by its blade. However, even if the guillotine's killing intent couldn't grant immortality, it could at least end her life cleanly. With this helpless thought, Yin Wanwan finally knelt on the cushion before the guillotine, cooperating with the palace maids to undress her and comb her hair.
The female official, pressing on Yin Wanwan's pulse, calculated how far the blood gushing from her jade-like neck would propel her head during the beheading. The straw basket holding the concubine's severed head had to catch it immediately; if Yin Wanwan's exquisite beauty were harmed by the official's miscalculation, her sin would be immense.
After much deliberation, the official decided to place the basket a step directly in front of the guillotine's neck. Simultaneously, the palace maids, following Wanwan's instructions, removed all her clothing and styled her hair in a phoenix-shaped bun, symbolizing that Wanwan, having been beheaded, relied on the divine power of self-destruction to soar through the heavens like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.
The guillotine was gently pulled up again. This phoenix-headed guillotine seemed to possess a spirit, sensing the weakness of the condemned. The intense killing intent from before was completely subdued, leaving only a layer of icy chill on its gleaming blade.
Yin Wanwan gently retrieved her virginity from the inner pocket of her bodice, her slender, jade-like hands repeatedly stroking the specks of crimson. A captivating blush spread across her fair, delicate face.
After a long while, she reluctantly handed the virginity to the female officials, repeatedly instructing them to place this proof of chastity alongside her head. Seeing the officials' agreement, she smiled and leaned forward, placing her head over the guillotine, resting her long, white neck on a soft, comfortable neck rest. Finally, she bound her hands behind her back, instructing the palace maids to carefully tie them with white silk.
As usual, the lady-in-waiting lit a stick of sandalwood incense containing a trace of aphrodisiac for her. Then, she took a snow-white silk handkerchief from the maid's tray and gently wiped Yin Wanwan's neck. At the same time, she adjusted Wanwan's position, making her face the ground, with her head pointing directly at the hay basket a step away.
Yin Wanwan, waiting to be executed by the guillotine, felt that her current posture was extremely indecent, just like... just like the shameful position she had been put into when the late emperor favored her in his harem.
Thinking of this, Yin Wanwan suddenly felt a strange excitement. She felt her breasts swell, her blood rush to her head, and her anus was slightly opening and closing, exactly the same reaction she had every time she was favored in her harem. All the strength in her body seemed to vanish in an instant.
In the past, whenever she felt this weak and powerless, a pair of strong, powerful hands would pull her into their embrace, and her rear would be filled to the brim with a thick, jade-like penis.
But now, Yin Wanwan only felt an extraordinary emptiness in her rear. Her mind, already somewhat confused and hazy, was filled with the image of the late emperor, completely forgetting the cold guillotine above her head waiting to sever her head.
The female official's jade hand gently pressed against Wanwan's left breast, feeling her heartbeat slowly quickening, knowing that the trace amount of aphrodisiac had taken effect. So she gracefully raised her right hand, making an execution gesture.
"Whoosh!" The guillotine swiftly tore through the originally peaceful and serene air, whistling as it fell towards Yin Wanwan's jade neck, which lay horizontally beneath the blade.
With a soft "snap!", the incomparably sharp guillotine easily sliced through the delicate skin of her jade-like neck, severing Yin Wanwan's flawless, breathtakingly beautiful head along the tiny gaps in her cervical vertebrae!
Yin Wanwan, enjoying a strange pleasure, felt no pain as her head fell into the hay basket.
The instant her head was severed, Yin Wanwan's body jerked upright. Hot blood gushed from the wound on her jade-like neck, splattering all over the female official, even staining Wanwan's originally snow-white body with specks of blood.
The palace maids serving nearby were already accustomed to this, calmly pressing Yin Wanwan's headless body forward, allowing the continuously gushing blood to drip onto the phoenix-headed guillotine.
The female official, disregarding the bloodstains on her own body, gently cupped Wanwan's round, firm breasts with her relatively clean hands, repeatedly lifting them to help Wanwan expel the blood from her chest as quickly as possible.
This was repeated for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, until Wanwan's bleeding finally stopped. Her soft, boneless body, still speckled with blood, slumped onto the cushion.
The female official's hands continued to gently support Wanwan's breasts until her heart completely stopped beating.
The palace maids, with perfect coordination, lifted Yin Wanwan's headless body and carefully placed it on the embalming table, washing away the bloodstains with clean water.
At the same time, the female official removed Yin Wanwan's head from the straw basket, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then placed it in the embalming solution.
Another exceptionally talented and beautiful woman sacrificed her young life for Emperor Wen.
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In the rear palace, at the embalming platform of the execution ground, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, Shi Feixuan, and a pair of stunningly beautiful sisters watched as a female official used precious jade marrow ointment to "close" Yin Wanwan's body.
The official gently applied the jade marrow ointment to Wanwan's labia minora, then tightly closed them. Moments later, the previously separated labia minora became a single, pink, seamless piece. The official then proceeded to close Wanwan's urethra, labia majora, and anus, ensuring that tomb robbers would not defile her chaste body.
Throughout the entire "orifice-closing" process, Xuan Yuan Yuqing, Shi Feixuan, and the two stunningly beautiful sisters watched silently, holding their breath, afraid of disturbing the female official's ritual. They too would eventually have their orifices closed by the female official on this embalming platform, and offending her would be disastrous.
***************************The Death of Feixuan***************************
Shi Feixuan did not accompany the Empress to watch Yin Wanwan's coffin-laying ceremony. Now, she sat comfortably in a spacious sandalwood bathtub, the warm orchid-scented water gently caressing her jade-like smooth skin.
Her neck was as white as snow, her skin as smooth as cream, and her gracefully curved body created a deep arc on her back. A delicate, breathtakingly beautiful face emerged from the water, her cheeks smooth and refined, her eyebrows like dark ink, her skin slightly flushed after washing.
In this deserted bath, Shi Feixuan abandoned all feminine reserve, her legs wide open, her arms outstretched, resting on the edge of the tub.
After more than two years of arduous labor, she finally preserved the peace of the harem and witnessed Yin Wanwan's execution. Completely relaxed, she was so lazy she didn't even want to open her eyes. At this moment, the gentle moonlight streamed into Fei Xuan's bathhouse, illuminating her incomparably beautiful face, making her appear even more ethereal and celestial. Alas
, beautiful moments always pass swiftly. In the blink of an eye, the bright moon had already begun to set in the west. Shi Fei Xuan knew her time was running out. The execution of Yin Wanwan was also the end of her life.
Gentle and powerless.

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