[Wuxia] Long Hui's Male Concubine (Complete) - 6

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In the fourteenth chapter, as the enemy forces threatened the palace,

Huangfu Wuji remained calm and composed. He ordered servants to help him change, neatly combing his white hair, donning the crown, and changing into the dragon robe. Bathed in candlelight, he exuded majesty and unparalleled presence. Even with the enemy soldiers closing in, he remained composed, as if preparing for court, every movement radiating imperial authority.

"Come, follow me out and see who has the audacity to act so recklessly!"

Huangfu Wuji smiled faintly, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked out. Long Hui, Bai Lingyu, and Eunuch Wang followed behind him. As soon as they stepped out of the palace gates, they saw flickering lights, bustling footsteps, and the clanging of armor and swords outside the Ziwei Palace.

Huangfu Wuji asked, "Lingyu, how many troops do you estimate there are outside?"

Bai Lingyu replied, "Judging from the number of torches and the sound of footsteps, there are at least five thousand."

Huangfu Wuji smiled slightly and said, "Five thousand? Lingyu, where did this traitor get so many troops right under my nose?"

Bai Lingyu shook her head, her beautiful eyes looking to the side with a hint of pleading. Huangfu Wuji followed his daughter's gaze and said in a casual tone, "Longhui, my precious princess values you highly. Tell me your opinion. If you do well, I will betroth my daughter to you. If you don't, you can forget about becoming a prince consort."

These words warmed Bai Lingyu's heart. Although she harbored resentment towards Huangfu Wuji, deep down she still regarded him as her father. Now, hearing his words, it seemed he approved of their relationship, and thus she was overjoyed.

With a mutiny imminent, Huangfu Wuji could still chat and laugh, which impressed Long Hui. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I believe this rebel force is not from outside, but rather selected from the Imperial Guard."

Huangfu Wuji nodded and said, "I think so too. Only the Imperial Guard could gather so many men in such a short time and move them without my knowledge. Alas, it's hard to guard against a traitor within the family!"

Huangfu Wuji's tone became slightly more forceful when he mentioned the word "traitor within the family. "

The troops outside the palace gates did not rush in, but guarded the exit passage of the Ziwei Palace. As the emperor's residence, the Ziwei Palace was built on a hill, which not only provided a supreme view of the palace but also created a strategically important and easily defensible location. In addition, there was a river outside the palace gates, which was an elegant and beautiful stream in normal times, but became a moat in battle. On the side of the river closest to the palace, the rebels also controlled the major sentry posts and strongholds.

The ability to defeat the Ziwei Palace guards and control the outposts in such a short time required not only familiarity with the palace's inner workings but also the leader's skillful tactics and strategies.

Huangfu Wuji chuckled softly and whispered a few words in Long Hui's ear.

Long Hui couldn't help but gasp, thinking to himself, "The Emperor truly lives up to his title; even at this point, he still has a plan to turn defeat into victory..."

Long Hui replied, "Your Majesty, I obey," and immediately soared into the air, observing from above. He saw that the Ziwei Palace was completely surrounded. The rebels on the outer perimeter did not attack the palace but instead aimed their weapons at the reinforcements on the opposite bank of the river.

The Imperial Guards coming to the rescue were blocked by the river and could not launch a full-scale attack; their only option was to forcefully attack the bridge connecting the river.

The bridge had limited space, allowing only five or six people to walk side-by-side at a time. The rebels only sent a hundred archers to guard the bridgehead, shooting down any reinforcements that attacked. The dead and wounded soldiers fell into the river, their blood staining the water red.

The reinforcements attacked several times but were all defeated, and had no choice but to temporarily cease hostilities and regroup.

Long Hui descended from the sky, landing in the midst of the rebel ranks. The soldiers immediately assumed full armor and prepared for battle, swords, spears, crossbows, and sharp arrows all aimed at him. Long Hui let out a long roar, soaring into the sky. The soldiers' eardrums throbbed with pain, and many were knocked unconscious, foaming at the mouth.

After establishing his authority, Long Hui did not make a move. Instead, he shouted, "Where is your leader? Quickly call him out to speak!" The enemy troops were also intimidated by Long Hui's imposing presence and dared not act rashly for the time being. Only then did Long Hui get a clear look at the attire of these rebel soldiers. Although they were all wearing Imperial Guard armor, they all wore silk handkerchiefs embroidered with plum blossoms around their necks. Upon closer inspection of their faces, he found them somewhat familiar. Although he couldn't recall their names, Long Hui still had some impression of them.

"Most of the soldiers here participated in the Battle of Fengdu..."

Long Hui took a deep breath. He had won over so many people's hearts with just one battle, and they were even following him in rebellion with unwavering loyalty. Such personal charisma was rare in the world.

"I can't believe it really is you..."

Long Hui sighed as he looked at the person who walked out of the enemy ranks. "Your Highness Prince Qi!"

Prince Qi was dressed in military uniform, with a silk scarf around his neck. He carried a long spear, rode a fine horse, and had a calm expression and cold eyes. This demeanor reminded Long Hui of the Prince Qi who fought fiercely against the King of Hell in Baisha Plain. Unfortunately, things had changed. His former comrade-in-arms was now fighting against the enemy.

King Qi sighed, "Brother Long, I never expected to meet you under these circumstances."

Long Hui said, "Your Highness, stop now. Before you commit a grave mistake, it's not too late to turn back."

King Qi said, "Brother Long, the court is currently in disarray, and treacherous concubines are causing chaos. I am here to set things right, cleanse the court of corrupt officials, and eliminate these treacherous concubines. What is wrong with that?"

Long Hui said, "Your Highness, His Majesty is currently in good health and his eyesight is sharp. He can clearly see right from wrong. You should stop now. As long as Your Highness lays down your weapons and kowtows before the Emperor to apologize, His Majesty, out of consideration for father and son, will not make things difficult for you."

King Qi said, "Brother Long, Father has already been bewitched by these treacherous concubines and has lost his mind. You must not fall into their trap. If we lay down our weapons, then we will wait..." "It would be tantamount to handing my life over to those treacherous officials and traitors. Please forgive me, but I cannot comply!"

Long Hui said, "Your Highness, don't be so stubborn. If you wait for the Imperial Guards to mobilize their troops, you will have no chance of winning. While the situation is still under control, you should stop now!"

King Qi revealed a mysterious smile and said, "Brother Long, do you think those incompetent generals outside are a match for me? If you don't believe me, take a closer look at the bunch of good-for-nothings on the other side."

Long Hui was slightly taken aback, a sense of unease rising in his heart. He immediately looked across the river and found that the soldiers there were poorly equipped, and most of them were even unarmed. On the other hand, King Qi's side was not only full of morale and united, but also well-equipped.

Long Hui suddenly realized why the reinforcements had been routed after only a few battles; it turned out they were poorly equipped.

"Before launching the attack on the palace, I burned down the Imperial Guard's armory. Although true gold fears no fire, they won't be able to acquire enough weapons in a short time,"

Prince Qi said calmly, as if discussing something unrelated to himself.

From Empress Zhou's suicide to the raising of his army, only half a day had passed, yet Prince Qi had managed to arrange everything so methodically, each step tightly linked. First, he destroyed the armory, hindering the Imperial Guard's advance, and then he broke through the weakly defended Wuchong Gate, striking directly at the heart of the palace. His courage and skill were truly astonishing.

Long Hui couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. Besides helplessness, he admired Prince Qi's talent even more. If it weren't for Empress Zhou, he would have rightfully become the Crown Prince long ago, and so many tragedies wouldn't have occurred.

King Qi looked at Long Hui and said, "Brother Long, I have always admired your talent and martial arts, and I hold you in the highest esteem. Why don't you come over here? Once the campaign is successful, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

Long Hui could tell that these words came from the heart. Otherwise, King Qi would not have overruled all objections and adopted all his suggestions during the campaign against Fengdu, nor would he have so readily handed over the roster on the eve of the martial arts examination.

Memories of the past flashed through Long Hui's mind, a mixture of emotions welling up within him.

King Qi frowned and said, "Brother Long, whether you believe it or not, if I had a choice, I would rather be your brother!"

Hearing these words, Long Hui felt an indescribable desolation and helplessness. Perhaps this was the tragedy of royal descendants—surrounded by so many blood relatives, yet none could be trusted confided in. Instead, they had to be constantly wary and even plot to kill each other.

Long Hui raised his head, staring intently at Prince Qi, without uttering a word.

Prince Qi also looked at him, their eyes meeting for a long time before Prince Qi spoke again: "Brother Long, are you worried that I might harm Miss Bai?"

Long Hui neither nodded nor shook his head, but simply smiled in tacit agreement.

Prince Qi said: "To be honest, I harbor no hatred towards her. On the contrary, I admire her character. A weak woman who could stand out among a million soldiers and achieve unparalleled military exploits has already put countless men to shame. Although there are grudges from the previous generation, she is still my sister. As long as she doesn't become my enemy, I will never harm her."

Long Hui looked into his eyes and saw that his gaze was clear and firm, without any flickering or evasion. Clearly, these words also came from the heart.

"Then should I thank His Highness Prince Qi for his kindness?"

A cold laugh came from inside the palace. Bai Lingyu, holding a long spear, slowly walked out.

Prince Qi frowned and said, "Miss Bai, I have no intention of disrespect. My late mother was indeed at fault back then. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will do everything in my power to make amends."

Bai Lingyu said calmly, "Then thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"

Prince Qi said, "Miss Bai, since you are here, I must ask for your opinion: war or peace?"

Bai Lingyu said, "What do I, a mere woman, know? Anyway, I will listen to Long Hui. If he advances, I advance; if he retreats, I retreat."

The question returned to Long Hui, and Prince Qi asked: "Brother Long, what is your opinion?"

Long Hui said, "Raising an army to force the emperor to abdicate is a heinous act of treason. Please forgive me for not being able to comply."

King Qi's face darkened, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He said, "If Brother Long does not wish to help me, I will not force you. As long as you and Miss Bai leave now, I will not make things difficult for you. If the uprising succeeds in the future, I will still remember Brother Long's kindness."

Just then, figures surged within the ranks. A group of soldiers escorted three people bound hand and foot to King Qi. They were none other than King Song, Consort Xiao, and Consort Wang.

The leading general said, "This humble general has captured the treacherous concubine and her accomplices. Your Highness can decide their fate."

Looking at the gleaming swords and spears around them, the three, who were used to a life of luxury, were immediately terrified, their faces turning deathly pale.

Consort Xiao cried out to Long Hui for help, "General Long, please save us!"

Prince Qi snorted angrily, raising his hand to slap her across the face, leaving her fair and delicate face swollen and red, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"You treacherous concubine, you caused my mother's tragic death, do you still want to live today?"

Prince Qi roared, drawing his sword and pressing it against her smooth, white neck.

Consort Xiao paled, speechless, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

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A murderous glint flashed in Qi Wang's eyes, and his sword immediately thrust forward, the tip piercing Xiao Yuanfei's skin. Blood flowed from her ivory-white neck, the red and white contrasting, creating a shocking and eerie sight.

In the critical moment, Long Hui lowered his body, channeling his energy into his feet, using his Earth-Defending True Essence to power the ground. Qi Wang's surroundings trembled, the sword suddenly shifting, allowing Xiao Yuanfei to escape.

Bai Lingyu seized the opportunity, unleashing the power of the Qilin, wielding his spear and sweeping away all the soldiers holding Xiao Yuanfei hostage, sending them crashing into the river like scarecrows.

Bai Lingyu rushed forward, grabbing Xiao Yuanfei and pulling her back.

Taking advantage of the momentary chaos, Long Hui channeled his Five Elements True Essence. The Wood True Essence responded instantly, summoning the plants near the Ziwei Palace, which transformed into strange vines. Like countless tentacles, they swept towards the army, entwining and whipping, nimbly and unpredictably carving a path to safety. Two of the vines then ensnared King Song and Consort Wang, rescuing them. King Qi's

expression changed drastically, and he angrily said, "Brother Long, are you determined to be my enemy?"

After rescuing them, Long Hui ordered Bai Lingyu to immediately lead them back to the Ziwei Palace, then said to King Qi alone, "Your Highness, I don't want you to make another mistake. If you had struck with that sword, there would have been no turning back!" King Qi

's face darkened, and he snorted, "Further words are useless. Since you are an enemy, not a friend, don't blame me for being impolite!" With that, he flipped his hand, issuing a military order, and a squad of soldiers wielding God-Slaying Firearms immediately charged out from behind him.

Long Hui inwardly cursed his carelessness. Since the Prince of Qi had raided the armory, why wouldn't he have taken the most powerful and portable firearm? The Prince of Qi coldly said, "I anticipated our enmity before I acted, so this God-Slaying Firearm was meant to deal with you!"

Long Hui laughed, "To speak of victory, one must first speak of defeat. Your Highness is indeed thorough."

A barely perceptible trace of sorrow flashed in the Prince of Qi's eyes. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand, commanding, "Fire!"

Flames roared and bullets flew everywhere. Long Hui dared not delay, using his Earth-Defending True Essence to build an earthen wall to withstand the God-Slaying power of the fireballs. However, it only held for a moment before the dense barrage of fireballs pierced through the earthen wall. Long

Hui hadn't intended for the earthen wall to stop the firearms; this action was merely to buy time for his retreat. Once the earthen wall broke, Long Hui immediately burrowed underground, causing the fireballs to miss their mark.

King Qi's eyes narrowed, his emotions vanishing, replaced by a ruthless decisiveness. He ordered, "Yang Hu, Li Ping, each lead a hundred men into the Ziwei Palace and expose the treacherous ministers and concubines!"

The two generals received their orders and led their troops inside. Surprisingly, there was no resistance from within the palace. Apart from palace maids and eunuchs, all the guards surrendered without a fight. The two generals, finding this strange, immediately sent word to King Qi.

Upon hearing this, King Qi ordered his men to continue searching for Huangfu Wuji, Long Hui, and their group, but found no trace of them. A sense of unease immediately arose in his mind: "Damn it, we've fallen into a trap!"

King Qi immediately ordered his men to redeploy their forces, securing all strongholds and sentries, preparing for a fierce battle.

"Father must have known I had a connection with Long Hui, deliberately sending him to buy time so he could escape through the palace's secret passage... Alas, if only I had led my troops to capture Ziwei Palace from the start, we wouldn't be in such a passive position!"

King Qi sighed inwardly, filled with regret. All his elaborate plans had failed at the last moment. Now, his only option was to find a way to break out of the capital and rebuild his power to secure his escape route. Sure enough

, a short while later, an army marched towards Ziwei Palace. The banner they raised bore the character "Chou" (仇, meaning "enemy" or "hatred"). King Qi sneered, "Chou Baifei? Today, I will see what you, with your blue face and fangs, are capable of, worthy of being hailed as one of the four great generals in the military!"

These four great generals were the four most outstanding commanders in the Daheng Army, led by Yang Ye, followed by Tie Rushan, Qiu Baifei, and Marshal Zhang Huanyu of the Western Regions.

Although King Qi had lost the initiative, he remained exceptionally calm, patiently devising a strategy to defeat the enemy, determined to shatter the myth of the renowned general.

With a raised eyebrow, he roared, "Cheng Lin, Xu Wei, each of you take a hundred hook-gunners and guard the riverbank. Kill anyone who makes a move!"

The two Imperial Guard generals received the order and led two hundred hook-gunners to the riverbank, ready for battle.

Sure enough, a short while later, a group of over a hundred water ghost soldiers suddenly emerged from the river, only to be caught red-handed by the two hundred hook-gunners, who swiftly and decisively killed them all.

Before the battle even begins, the mind is already in control. A clash between two armies is not only a battle of valor between soldiers, but also a contest of wits between commanders. Prince Qi realized that Qiu Baifei, being an outsider, would find it difficult to command the Imperial Guards. Therefore, his main fighting force consisted only of the troops Qiu Baifei had brought from Jiangnan. However, this force was only there to escort the Haotian Sect disciples who had been causing trouble in Jiangnan to the capital; their numbers would be small, and they would primarily focus on surprise attacks and decapitations.

Furthermore, the Jiangnan army was most skilled in naval warfare, so Prince Qi ordered his men to guard the riverbanks, and as expected, they inflicted a crushing defeat on Qiu Baifei.

On the opposite side, Qiu Baifei, with five hundred Jiangnan soldiers as his main force, gathered the defeated Imperial Guards to form a force of seven thousand. Watching from across the river as his Water Ghost Team was annihilated by Prince Qi, he was both shocked and furious, thinking to himself, "What a cunning brat! He even anticipated my battle plan."

"Qiu Qing, are you confident you can take down Prince Qi?"

Huangfu Wuji's voice suddenly rang in his ears. Qiu Baifei bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, my troops are too few, and I have never commanded the Imperial Guards before; their coordination is insufficient. Taking down Prince Qi will likely be difficult."

Huangfu Wuji ordered Long Hui to hold off Prince Qi while he and Eunuch Wang immediately withdrew through the tunnel. Afterward, he tore off a piece of cloth, bit his finger, and wrote a letter in blood, ordering Eunuch Wang to deliver it to Qiu Baifei.

Upon receiving the letter, Qiu Baifei immediately mobilized his troops and led them into the imperial city to defend the emperor.

Huangfu Wuji sighed, gazing at the opposite bank with a complex expression, and said calmly, "Qiu Qing, do your best. I grant you permission to act freely. Whether you live or die depends on the fate of this rebellious son!"

These words were tantamount to reassuring Qiu Baifei.

Qiu Baifei ordered, "Left Battalion of the Imperial Guard, listen to my command! Immediately destroy the bridges surrounding the Ziwei Palace!" His plan was to isolate the Ziwei Palace, trap Prince Qi, and delay for ten days to half a month, at which point the enemy's morale would naturally collapse, and they would crumble without a fight.

He then issued a second order: "Immediately order the Shenhuo Battalion to bring five cannons and bombard the rebels in rotation!"

Since the emperor had relinquished power, Qiu Baifei had no more scruples, and all military orders prioritized victory.

Five hundred soldiers of the Imperial Guard's Left Battalion charged towards the five bridges of the Ziwei Palace. Each soldier carried a torch, a sword, and an axe. Once the bridges were destroyed, Prince Qi and his men would be trapped, and with a barrage of cannon fire, victory would be assured. Just then, the bridges of the Ziwei Palace erupted in battle cries—Prince Qi was leading his forces in a breakout.

A lone figure emerged from the rebel ranks, Prince Qi, dashing and heroic, his steed galloping, spear in hand, breaking through the encirclement. Man and horse became one, their ferocity unmatched, and within a ten-step radius

, no enemy could withstand him. Inspired by their commander's bravery, the soldiers fought valiantly. The five thousand troops split into five groups, each a thousand against a hundred, ten against one. With their backs to the river, they fought with the ferocity of hungry tigers. The Imperial Guard's Left Battalion was no match, decimating them in a single encounter.

After breaking out of the Ziwei Palace, the five rebel groups regrouped, forming a triangular cone formation, and charged towards Qiu Baifei and his men.

Although he had 7,000 men, most of them were unarmed. Furthermore, the Jiangnan army and the Imperial Guards lacked any coordination. Qiu Baifei was like a skilled cook without ingredients; no matter how brilliant his tactics, he couldn't reverse the defeat. His formation was instantly broken by Prince Qi.

Qiu Baifei was furious. He rallied his remaining troops and ordered each unit to set up defenses inside and outside the palace, laying ambushes at every exit.

Unfortunately, Prince Qi was very familiar with the palace; he could walk out even with his eyes closed. He led his army in a breakout attack. When they reached open terrain, he used the "Three Flowers Breaking the Enemy's Formation" technique for a strong assault. In narrow and treacherous terrain, he first had the God-Slaying Firearms fire indiscriminately from the outside to disrupt the ambush. Upon reaching dangerous intersections, he had the archers fire indiscriminately to suppress the ambush. Finally, in the middle, the spearmen threw javelins to completely crush the ambush. King Qi's advance was unstoppable, triumphant and triumphant.

The palace guards could hardly halt his advance, and in no time they reached the outer palace walls. All that remained was to break through this last gate and escape. Although he only had five thousand men, King Qi was confident that with his ability and prestige, he could rally his former troops and rebuild a formidable army to contend for the throne. Suddenly, a figure appeared before the palace gate, blocking the way. The situation was extremely strange. King Qi, fearing a trap, ordered his entire army to halt and observe. When he saw the man's face clearly, King Qi froze, cold sweat pouring down his body. The man was none other than Huangfu Wuji. He stood calmly before the palace gate, his gaze unwavering as he looked at his son, saying nothing. Although he had rebelled, King Qi still held a degree of awe for his father. Now, seeing him again, his courage faltered considerably. Huangfu Wuji was not wearing the dragon robe, but rather the armor of the Imperial Guard. Unless someone knew him, no one would guess that this man was the current emperor. Huangfu Wuji's lips moved silently, but he spoke to Prince Qi via telepathy: "To have broken through to this point, you are indeed the most outstanding of my sons. But if you want to escape the palace, you will have to step over my dead bodies." Prince Qi's face turned ashen, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of an ambush. Huangfu Wuji replied with a smile via telepathy: "Zheng'er, why panic? The Imperial Guard has already been scattered by you. Your father has no troops left to set up an ambush. If you are worried, have your men patrol the area." Prince Qi pondered for a moment, then summoned his men and ordered them to scout ahead. After a short while, they reported that everything ahead was normal. Huangfu Wuji said, "Well, do you believe what Father Emperor said?" The Prince of Qi mouthed, "Make way immediately, I don't want to kill you!" Huangfu Wuji replied, "Father Emperor has already said that if you want to pass, you must kill your father and your emperor. Otherwise, I will take your life the moment you pass! You know Father Emperor's martial arts skills, so think it over carefully!" The Prince of Qi trembled and shouted, "Musketeers, step forward, aim—" Soldiers wielding God-Slaying Muskets rushed out from behind the ranks, forming neat lines, their muzzles all aimed at Huangfu Wuji, knowing that at the Prince of Qi's command, he would riddle him with bullets. But the Prince of Qi's throat seemed blocked; the word "shoot" lingered in his throat, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Father and son stared at each other for a full quarter of an hour. Huangfu Wuji sneered, "Don't you want to ascend the throne? To be emperor requires abandoning all superfluous emotions. Anyone who obstructs the emperor's authority must be eliminated. If you cannot kill your father today, you will never sit on the dragon throne!" The Prince of Qi gritted his teeth and raised his right hand sharply. A swift downward motion would be the order to fire, but his right hand, suspended in mid-air, seemed bound by countless invisible threads, unable to move or fall. Just then, a commotion arose in the distance. The Prince of Qi knew that Qiu Baifei's pursuers were behind him, while the Imperial Guards stationed outside the palace were in front. If he didn't make a decision soon, he would be trapped once they surrounded him. Huangfu Wuji coldly snorted, "I'll give you ten more breaths. After ten breaths, I will reveal my identity to your soldiers, and then you'll know the consequences!" Prince Qi's heart pounded. He knew the impact of Huangfu Wuji revealing his true identity. Although these soldiers had gathered under his call, they were still subjects of the Great Heng Dynasty and held the Emperor in considerable awe. If Huangfu Wuji revealed his true form, morale would be severely damaged. At that point, there would only be two options: one, to forcibly assassinate the emperor and cut off all escape routes; two, to abandon their troops and surrender obediently. One breath, two breaths… eight breaths. Prince Qi was in a state of shock, his hand raised in mid-air trembling uncontrollably, his muscles beginning to stiffen. Nine breaths—ten breaths! Huangfu Wuji's eyes narrowed, his inner energy surged, and his qi erupted from his body, shattering his armor to reveal the gleaming golden imperial dragon robe beneath. He roared, "I am the Emperor! Traitorous ministers, surrender now!"

The emperor's imposing aura enveloped the entire area, his lingering imperial power causing the rebel army's courage to falter, their morale eroded by a significant portion. Huangfu Wuji continued, "I will only capture the ringleaders. The rest, as long as they lay down their weapons and surrender, will not be prosecuted for treason!" Using

both soft and hard tactics, the rebel army's morale waned time and again, their initial determination to fight to the death softening.

Opportunities repeatedly slipped away, and Prince Qi had no chance of breaking through. The pursuers were closing in, and ahead stood an army of over five thousand men blocking the road. Leading them was none other than Tie Rushan, who should have retired to his hometown but had been appointed to quell the rebellion in a time of crisis.

With Tie Rushan in front and Qiu Baifei behind, Prince Qi knew the situation was hopeless. He sighed, "Lay down your weapons! The Emperor will forgive you!"

Prince Qi's order had been hesitant, then Huangfu Wuji appeared, and finally, they were trapped with no way out. The rebels lost all will to fight. Upon hearing Prince Qi's command, they dropped their weapons and surrendered.

Prince Qi threw down his spear, dismounted, and said bitterly, "This unfilial son, Huangfu Zheng, has no face to see his ancestors. I can only atone with my death!"

He then drew his sword and slashed at his neck, intending to commit suicide on the spot. At the

critical moment, a golden light flashed, and Prince Qi's sword could not advance an inch, stopping abruptly half a foot from his neck. However, on the blade was a shocking stain of blood.

Father? King Qi was shocked to see that the person who stopped him from committing suicide was none other than Huangfu Wuji. Huangfu Wuji deftly caught the blade with his bare hands, forcibly gripping the edge. His palm was already cut, and blood gushed out, flowing down his wrist and soaking the sleeve of his dragon robe.

King Qi was stunned. Huangfu Wuji then slapped him across the face, knocking him unconscious.

King Qi didn't know how long he was unconscious before he finally awoke to find himself in a prison cell. The surrounding rocks were as hard as iron. Besides the cell door, there was only a window at the top, but even that window was secured with thick iron bars. The cell walls were inlaid with large iron chains and hooks, specifically designed to restrain the collarbone. Once the collarbone was restrained, even the most skilled martial artist would be crippled.

King Qi recognized the origin of this place—the deepest level of the Heavenly Prison, the Desolate Realm of Senluo! Having committed treason, it was only right that I be imprisoned in the imperial jail. But why weren't my collarbones locked? Weren't they afraid I would escape? King Qi was extremely puzzled. Even now, his movements were still agile, and his internal energy flowed as before.

Just then, the prison door slowly opened, and Huangfu Wuji walked in, his left hand wrapped in bandages, his face expressionless.

King Qi sighed inwardly, knelt down, and apologized, saying, "This unfilial son pays respects to his father!"

Huangfu Wuji coldly snorted, "Do you know you are unfilial? Why didn't you think carefully before raising an army, what you should and shouldn't do!"

King Qi's face was ashen as he said, "Father, please calm your anger. This unfilial son has done his duty, and since it is a fait accompli, I have nothing to say. I only ask for death to

atone for my sins!" Huangfu Wuji slapped him again, like an enraged lion, pointing at him and cursing, "Die, die! You fool, all you know is death! Do you know you have failed me? You have failed my expectations of you!"

As he spoke, he punched and kicked King Qi, as if venting his anger.

King Qi dared not retaliate and silently endured it.

After a moment, Huangfu Wuji seemed to have calmed down a bit and said, "Why didn't you order the shooting just now?"

The Prince of Qi was slightly taken aback and sighed, "Your subject couldn't bring himself to do it!"

Huangfu Wuji let out a cold laugh and said, "Couldn't bring yourself to do it? And you still dare to rebel like others? Don't you know that to sit on the throne, you have to be ruthless! Don't you know that if you had really given the order just now, I wouldn't hate you, and I could leave in peace, because I saw a qualified heir… Unfortunately, you still can't overcome this sentimentality!"

The Prince of Qi lowered his head and smiled bitterly, speechless.

Huangfu Wuji stared at him blankly for a moment, his eyes inexplicably moistening, his lips slightly pursed, unsure of what to say.

Father and son fell silent again. After a long while, Huangfu Wuji took a deep breath and broke the silence first: "Zheng'er, perhaps your father made a mistake in the first half of his life!"

The Prince of Qi was startled.

Huangfu Wuji continued, "Father, you consider yourself a ruler, and excessive emotions only lead to mistakes and hinder your actions. As the saying goes, Heaven is ruthless and impartial. The emperor, considering himself the Son of Heaven, wants to act as Heaven would and rule the earth. But in the end, you find that you are still a flesh-and-blood human being, not this high and mighty Heaven. If Father had shown some mercy back then, Consort Bai would not have died, your mother would not have suffered this tragedy, and you would not have taken such a risk... In the end, it is all Father's fault!"

"Father..."

Prince Qi suddenly raised his head, his eyes already blurred with tears.

Huangfu Wuji sighed, "Father almost died today because of the loss of control of his true energy. He was in a deep sleep. Perhaps it was this brush with death that made me see many things I had not noticed before... and I also thought a lot. Have I been the right ruler all these years? Can cold-blooded ruthlessness and merciless killing truly carry on the legacy of our ancestors?"

Prince Qi fell silent upon hearing this.

Huangfu Wuji smiled bitterly, "Perhaps this method alone won't work. It's time to change the way we use the imperial arts."

"Zheng'er, your mother's death was the work of Lingyu, yet you were able to put aside your hatred and distinguish right from wrong, which shows your broad-mindedness. Facing Qiu Baifei's repeated encirclements, you were still able to calmly deal with them and seize the opportunity to break through, which shows your composure and decisiveness in the face of danger. Finally, you still thought of your father-son relationship when facing your father, and wasted your chance to escape, which shows your benevolence. All of this makes you perhaps more suitable to sit on the dragon throne than your father!"

Huangfu Wuji said, word by word, his tone calm, yet it stirred up a storm.

King Qi was initially taken aback, but then revealed a bitter smile: "Thank you for your understanding, Father. It's a pity that I raised an army in rebellion. Even if I don't die, I will be demoted to a commoner."

Huangfu Wuji smiled faintly, took out a gold-inlaid scroll from his sleeve, and handed it to King Qi, saying, "Take a look at this first."

Unrolling the scroll, the vermilion ink marks were clear, and King Qi was greatly surprised, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

Huangfu Wuji said, "Keep this secret edict. I have made it very clear. Your rebellion was nothing more than a ruse, a staged act to create chaos and lure out the treacherous elements of the Haotian Sect!"

Prince Qi's eyes immediately filled with tears. He knelt and thanked the Emperor for his grace, crying, "Your son is so unfilial, yet you treat me so well, Father. I have no face to repay your kindness. I can only repay your kindness with my life!"

Huangfu Wuji said, "No need to be reduced to ashes. You only need to manage this ancestral land well after I pass away."

Prince Qi said, "Father, may you be healthy and live a long life!"

Huangfu Wuji sighed, "Everyone desires immortality, but life is finite. Today, Father's vital energy is disordered, and the forceful attack on your internal organs has caused hidden injuries. I fear your days are numbered."

Prince Qi's throat went dry, and he could not speak, only tears welling up in his eyes.

Huangfu Wuji continued, "A man doesn't easily shed tears, Zheng'er, you mustn't cry so easily! Listen to me carefully, Cang Shitian will most likely make his move on the day of the ancestral worship ceremony. That day will be my chance to wipe him out in one fell swoop. During this time, you'll have to suffer a little and stay in the Heavenly Prison. This is the Senluo Forbidden Region; without my decree, no one can enter. You're safe here; don't worry about Cang Shitian plotting against you. After the ancestral worship ceremony, I will release you. Remember one thing: after you ascend the throne, you don't need to put pressure on the three clans and three religions like your father did. As long as they don't threaten the country, turn a blind eye and let them fight among themselves. As for other policies, you can handle them yourself; your father doesn't need to say anything more."

These words sounded like a loving father's admonition, yet also like a father and son's last words before parting. Prince Qi felt a surge of heat in his chest, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Chapter Fifteen: The Phoenix Plays with the Dragon.

It was past midnight when Long Hui emerged from the palace. Entering the room, he heard a soft moan and was greeted by a delicate, warm fragrance: "You brat, finally decided to come back?"

Long Hui's eyes lit up, overjoyed, "Sister Luo, what brings you here?"

A faint red candlelight slowly illuminated the room, revealing a striking figure. Luo Qingyan had her hair styled in a bun with a golden phoenix hairpin, but a few strands fell naturally and casually, enhancing the mature and alluring charm of the beautiful woman. Her face was as beautiful as a flower, without any makeup. In the dim candlelight, it revealed a mysterious and enchanting beauty. Her bright eyes looked captivating beneath her long, arched eyebrows. Her lips parted slightly, her breath wafting, and her dimples were full. Beneath her white dress, her jade-like legs were comfortably crossed, creating two long, rounded lines on the smooth, silky fabric. Her round, plump buttocks appeared even more voluptuous and tender due to her posture. With her legs crossed, the tight dress clung to her body, and her high, full mons pubis was faintly visible.

Luo Qingyan said with a half-smile, half-scolding, "Of course I'm here to ask you questions! What did you think I was here for!"

Long Hui thought to himself, "I thought you came to have a secret rendezvous with me," but of course he dared not say that at this moment. He just smiled a few times and said, "Sister Luo, please speak freely. I will answer anything you know."

Luo Qingyan rolled her eyes at him, secretly annoyed by his glib tongue, and asked solemnly, "I heard that Prince Qi rebelled. What happened in the end?"

Long Hui said, "He failed! But Huangfu Wuji didn't kill him; he just locked him up in the imperial prison."

Luo Qingyan said, "Even a tiger is not..." "Shi'er, Huangfu Wuji's actions are understandable,"

Long Hui said. "Moreover, Huangfu Wuji plans to deal with Cang Shitian on the day of the ancestral worship ceremony."

Luo Qingyan frowned and asked, "Do you know Huangfu Wuji's specific plans?"

Long Hui shook his head and said, "I only know the general outline. This matter is of great importance, and given his personality, he would never tell anyone in advance, not even his own daughter. He only told me to go to Ziwei Palace to await orders the day before the ancestral worship ceremony." Luo Qingyan said, "Careful and cautious, that's in line with his style."

After saying that, she got up to leave.

Long Hui hurriedly stopped her fair wrist and said, "Sister Luo, you're not just going to leave like this, are you?"

Luo Qingyan slapped his hand away, glared at him, and said, "What else?"

Every smile, every frown, every angry gesture was naturally alluring. This vixen was truly irresistible. Long Hui swallowed hard, his bones melting.

"Good sister, please don't leave tonight, okay!"

Long Hui seized the opportunity to lean in, wrapping his arms around her slender, graceful waist from behind. His hot chest pressed against her jade-like back, and his lower body touched her soft, snowy buttocks. Her warm, fragrant body was always so alluring.

Luo Qingyan felt her neck burning from his hot breath, her ears turning pink, and her cheeks flushing. She said fiercely, "Stop fooling around, get out of here right now."

The beautiful woman's body was exceptionally warm and soft, like fluffy silk. Even through her gauze skirt and silk trousers, one could feel the smooth, supple flesh of her thighs. Long Hui's hands moved upwards along her slender waist, touching her two snowy breasts. He laughed, "Sister Luo, stop pretending. Coming to my place in the middle of the night, could it be..." "Is it just a matter of asking a few questions? Anyone can be sent over!"

Luo Qingyan's cheeks burned even more after her thoughts were exposed, but she still stubbornly said, "Anyone? What if we run into your lover!"

Long Hui knew that the lover she was referring to was Lu Mingluan, so he dared not say anything more, lest he anger her. This demon phoenix was much more jealous than her daughter. If she really got jealous, he wouldn't be able to enjoy any romantic pleasures tonight, and he might even have to become a eunuch in the future.

Luo Qingyan snorted, "Get lost! If you want to find women, go find your own. I have no interest in that today!"

"Good sister, I've been busy all night, my mouth is dry. Can't you treat me to something delicious?"

Long Hui's hands caressed her breasts, gently kneading her soft, snowy breasts, as he said, "Besides, only you, sister, have such beautiful breasts and fresh milk!"

Luo Qingyan's sensitive body had already been awakened by him several times earlier, and when she encountered this true dragon's primordial yang, her yin and seductive body instantly lost its resistance. The harsh words she uttered were nothing more than empty boasting.

Soon, the beautiful woman's entire body was touched by the dragon's claws. Her pearls and hairpins were scattered, her silk robe was half-undone, and her snowy skin was partially exposed. Especially her chest, because the neckline was unbuttoned, her fine, snowy, and plump flesh piled up like snow-capped peaks rising from the ground and reaching into the clouds, making the plain satin bodice of her chest full and very alluring.

Even through her clothes, her breasts remained plump and smooth, like a melon brimming with sweet milk, tempting one to take a bite and suckle its delicious juices.

Luo Qingyan's eyes were glazed, her fair face flushed, her cheeks rosy, and she gasped, "Long'er, do you really want your sister?"

Long Hui nodded mechanically. Luo Qingyan bit her lip and said, "Then don't regret it tonight!"

Long Hui chuckled, kneading her breasts, "How could I regret it? To be able to experience such bliss with Sister Luo is the most wonderful thing in the world."

Luo Qingyan let out a soft laugh, stretching out her arms to break free from Long Hui's embrace, looking at him with teary eyes, and said, word by word, "Don't call for help later. " "Oh my god!"

Long Hui chuckled. "Who's crying for help is still uncertain!"

He then deliberately thrust out his erect and throbbing lower body. Luo Qingyan spat and said, "Don't think you can be arrogant just because you're talented. You should know that there's always someone better!"

Long Hui chuckled, lay down on the bed, and said, "Alright, then I'll experience the power of Sister Luo's 'mountain'!"

The word "mountain" was emphasized, and his thieving eyes lingered on Luo Qingyan's proud breasts.

Luo Qingyan's alluring eyes flickered, and she giggled. With lightning speed, she attacked.

Long Hui never dreamed that she would ambush him. In his shock, several major acupoints in his body were sealed, and his energy channels were blocked. Not only could he not use his internal energy, but he couldn't even move. He could only lie on the bed with his limbs spread out like a starfish, completely at her mercy.

Luo Qingyan chuckled and rolled onto the bed, straddling his waist. Her fair, smooth hands caressed Long Hui's cheek as she teased him with a mocking tone, "It's better to be quiet like this, that's a good boy!"

She leaned down and kissed Long Hui's lips. As she bent over, her breasts appeared even fuller and rounder, revealing a deep cleavage. Before Long Hui could even be amazed, his gaze was blocked by the beautiful woman's face. What followed was her fragrant, full lips and delicate, sweet tongue, along with her delicious saliva.

Long Hui's desire was ignited. His penis suddenly throbbed and sprang to life, lashing out like a whip into the woman's plump buttocks, just barely missing her anus and striking her tender lips. Luo Qingyan couldn't help but let out a soft moan, a seductive breath escaping her lips.

The kiss lasted only a moment before Luo Qingyan smiled and looked up. Long Hui wanted to chase after her sweet lips and tongue, but found himself unable to move.

Luo Qingyan smiled slyly and untied the thin string of her bodice, slowly untying it. Her full, snowy breasts gradually revealed themselves. Long Hui could only see a round, large breast, its spherical nipples clearly visible. Just as he was about to see the nipples, Luo Qingyan suddenly threw the bodice at him, covering his entire face.

Long Hui could see nothing but the rich, sweet scent of milk from the bodice.

He heard Luo Qingyan's triumphant, seductive laughter: "You brat, you humiliated and defiled your sister so much in the tunnel last time. Today, your sister will repay you tenfold."

As soon as she finished speaking, Long Hui felt a pair of soft, jade-like hands groping his body, undressing him. In no time, he was completely naked.

He then felt a warm, moist, fragrant breath on his cheek, followed by a tender, watery kiss. Her soft, fragrant lips pressed against his cheek, and her delicate tongue playfully licked them… If this was Sister Luo's revenge, he would gladly accept ten times, even a hundred times! Luo Qingyan's lips slowly moved down, kissing and licking Long Hui's cheeks, neck, and collarbone, until she reached his chest and suddenly took his nipples into her mouth. Although a man's nipples weren't as sensitive as a woman's, Luo Qingyan's red lips sucked lightly and heavily, her fragrant tongue swirling around them, making Long Hui gasp and groan with pleasure.

Luo Qingyan teased his nipples for a while, then her lips moved down again, carefully licking along the contours of his abdominal muscles. Her tender red tongue glided over them like a feather, making Long Hui feel both itchy and numb, his lower abdomen twitching uncontrollably.

Luo Qingyan's tongue slid towards her navel, first circling the outer edge before penetrating deep inside, darting in and out like a small water snake searching for an entrance. Then,

Luo Qingyan buried her face between the man's legs, her hands clasping his erect penis, and took the tip into her mouth.

Long Hui immediately felt a soft, smooth sensation at the tip, as if he were enveloped in a warm, slippery wetness. Luo Qingyan's tongue was as agile as a mudfish or water snake, its tip constantly poking and teasing the urethral opening with exquisite skill and eroticism, making Long Hui's lower body tremble, his thighs convulse violently, and his lower abdomen feel like it was about to spasm. He longed to thrust his penis upwards and penetrate the beautiful woman's tender throat.

Luo Qingyan seemed to sense his immobility and desperate desire, so she slowly took the raging dragon into her throat, moistening it with her saliva, her smooth, slippery throat moving as if she wanted to swallow the dragon whole. Just as Long Hui was experiencing pleasurable ecstasy, her soft oral cavity first sucked, then suddenly pulled the raging dragon out.

Long Hui felt a tantalizing suction in Luo Qingyan's throat, her lips pulling his penis out in the opposite direction, increasing the suction, almost drawing out his semen. With

a "rip!" the dragon root slipped out of her cherry-like mouth, the urge to ejaculate abruptly cut off.

Luo Qingyan then repeatedly used this tantalizing oral technique, each time bringing Long Hui to the brink of climax, causing his lust to build up and become increasingly intense.

"Give it to me...give it to me!"

With his limbs restrained and his eyes unable to see, Long Hui could only let out muffled, hoarse roars to release the burning desire within him.

Luo Qingyan giggled, seductively cupping her large breasts around his penis, moving them up and down. Her breasts were smooth as cream, fine as snow, and lubricated by the thin layer of sweat on her body and the saliva on his penis, making the movements effortless, squelching the deep cleavage with a soft, wet sound.

"Is it comfortable?"

Luo Qingyan asked with a seductive smile.

Long Hui hummed in response, so beautiful he could barely speak.

Luo Qingyan said sweetly, "Then Long'er, be a good boy and ejaculate, sister wants to drink your almond tea!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head and took the tip of his penis into her mouth.

Although he couldn't see, the ecstasy he felt was even clearer. Long Hui could no longer restrain himself, and his semen shot out, spraying heavily into Luo Qingyan's mouth.

Luo Qingyan held his penis head firmly, making a few gurgling sounds in her throat, and swallowed all the semen.

Long Hui breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to release his pent-up lust. He thought to himself, "So she wanted to drain me dry, but alas, I possess the Immortal Youth Technique, my vital energy is inexhaustible. The outcome is far from certain!"

Just then, Luo Qingyan's alluring laughter rang in his ears, a silvery chuckle tinged with a hint of eeriness and mockery, sending a chill down Long Hui's spine.

"Sister is fair in her punishments. The previous part was a reward for your intelligence gathering; this part is punishment for your rudeness towards me that day!"

Before she finished speaking, Long Hui felt a sudden pain in his chest, a burning agony spreading throughout his body.

Before he could react, the burning sensation returned in waves, causing him to scream in agony.

What on earth was this vixen doing! Unable to move his limbs, Long Hui, in his burning pain, desperately tried to think of a solution. He mustered his remaining strength and exhaled upwards, blowing open the fragrant bodice. What he saw was a bizarre and alluring scene: Luo Qingyan's robe had fallen to her upper arms, revealing most of her ample breasts, barely concealed by her white garment, creating a hazy, seductive allure. Her silk trousers were off, and her jade-like legs, like solidified milk, stretched out from under her skirt, straddling him. Most shockingly, she held a burning candle in her hand, melted wax dripping down and onto Long Hui.

Luo Qingyan's eyes, brimming with desire, gazed at Long Hui and said, "Long'er, we agreed beforehand, you mustn't cry for help!"

As she spoke, a smug smile played on her lips as she slowly tilted the candle, the scalding wax landing on Long Hui's nipples, making his hair stand on end.

Seeing the boy's gritted teeth, Luo Qingyan found it amusing, finally getting her revenge. She then intensified her efforts, dripping wax onto Long Hui's body. Long Hui cursed inwardly, but stubbornly remained silent. Seeing

his silence, Luo Qingyan grew bored, thinking, "Let's see how long you can keep this up." With a radiant smile, she slowly lowered the candle, dripping wax onto his penis.

"Ah—ah!"

This time, Long Hui couldn't hold back, letting out a painful cry. Luo Qingyan, afraid of going too far, bent down and took his penis into her mouth, gently licking and sucking it, trying to soothe the little devil.

The intense thrusting caused Long Hui immense suffering. Suddenly, Luo Qingyan repeated her trick, dripping wax onto his testicles, causing a sharp pain that made all of Long Hui's pores contract, and cold sweat pour down his back.

Luo Qingyan used a combination of force and sweetness, then used her fragrant tongue to lick and clean his scrotum.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Wei Xuexin stood outside, asking anxiously. Beside her were Lin Birou, Yu Wuhen, and Bai Lingyu.

It turned out that Long Hui's pig-like screams had attracted the women. Hearing his pitiful cries, they thought something terrible had happened, only to find such a lewd scene upon entering.

Luo Qingyan reacted quickly, hurriedly getting out of bed. Before the women could see her face clearly, she immediately transformed into Chu Wanbing, smiling sweetly, "Xuexin, don't be nervous, sister is just playing a game with our husband!"

Wei Xuexin's pretty face flushed red, and the other women were also extremely embarrassed. Yu Wuhen was so embarrassed that even his neck turned bright red, and Bai Lingyu quickly turned her head away. Only Lin Birou could still stare with alluring eyes, her desire stirring within her.

A savior had arrived! Long Hui was overjoyed, but he hadn't expected Luo Qingyan to be one step ahead of him, subtly sealing his speech acupoint, leaving him speechless.

Luo Qingyan waved the candle in her hand and teased, "Xue Xin, come in and play with us too, your husband will love it!"

Wei Xue Xin was already ashamed after being repeatedly humiliated by Long Hui in the courtyard last time, and now seeing this strange and wicked "play," she felt both ashamed and afraid, shaking her head like a rattle-drum.

Bai Lingyu saw the candle and remembered being teased by the little phoenix in the cabin that day, and refused to repeat the same mistake, so she turned and ran away.

Only Lin Birou watched with lustful eyes, her beautiful eyes expectant and restless, but she was pulled away by Yu Wuhen.

"Xiaoyu'er, don't go!"

"Xuexin, Wuhen, save me!"

"Birou, you're the smartest, you saw through this vixen's tricks! Quick, come inside... Wuhen, if you want to leave, leave by yourself, why are you dragging Birou away too!"

Watching the women leave one by one, and the door slowly closing, Long Hui was on the verge of tears, thinking that he must remember that lust is a double-edged sword in the future.

Finally, she managed to fool these girls away, and Luo Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Bing'er and this boy were used to being wild, and these girls probably wouldn't see any flaws.

She wasn't worried at all about them gossiping in front of Chu Wanbing. Even she herself couldn't bring herself to say such lewd and seductive things, let alone this young girl.

Luo Qingyan gritted her teeth and snorted, "You brat, I'll teach you a lesson for shouting—see how I deal with you!"

She lightly lifted her round buttocks, reached under her skirt, pulled down her underpants stained with juices and nectar, and grabbed Long Hui's chin, stuffing them into his mouth.

Long Hui let out a muffled sound; his mouth was stuffed full, and even though his speech point wasn't sealed, he couldn't speak. But the contents of his mouth were filled with a seductive, pungent fragrance, the slippery silk carrying the sweet, ripe juices of the beautiful woman. He couldn't tell if it was bitter or sweet.

Luo Qingyan glared at him and said, "To prevent you from shouting, I sealed your speech point and then gagged you."

With that, she gracefully stood up and, seemingly from nowhere, produced four ribbons, binding Long Hui's hands and feet to the corners of the bed.

Long Hui felt that the four ribbons were both soft and strong, definitely not ordinary.

Luo Qingyan laughed, "These four ribbons are woven from cicada silk. Although they can't compare to Bing'er's Heavenly Silk, they're still better than ordinary steel bars and chains. Just lie there obediently!"

Luo Qingyan gave a light snort, lifted her skirt, and straddled his waist. She was already naked from the waist down.

As the smooth, silky white skirt was lifted, a warm, sweet, and delicate fragrance immediately wafted out, like crushed ripe berries and melons—sweet, creamy, and refreshing.

Long Hui was fortunate enough to witness this spring scene. His snow-white, hairless vulva glistened with water, and clear nectar flowed down his plump thighs, the clear, crystalline liquid meandering to the back of his knees; the tender red fat at the tip of his vulva was engorged and swollen, like a flower bud bursting open, a ripe peach oozing honey.

Luo Qingyan slightly shifted her plump buttocks, straddling his thick, long penis. She seemed to be intentionally teasing Long Hui, her round, snowy buttocks sinking slightly into his small opening, her full, moist labia occasionally gripping the head of his penis, like a beautiful woman sucking on a man's penis.

"So, even Sister Luo can't resist..."

Long Hui felt a warm, moist sensation on his glans, already understanding the situation, and a hint of smugness appeared in his eyes.

Luo Qingyan glared at him with alluring eyes, scolding, "What's so smug about? You'll get what's coming to you!"

While teasing Long Hui, she had also aroused her own desire. Now, with his penis scratching her perineum, her heart trembled wildly, her face flushed, and her internal organs felt as if they were engulfed in fire. A surge of heat washed over her, and she involuntarily bit her lip.

She already longed to devour him, to fill her empty, juicy body.

The more he caressed the dragon root, the heavier Luo Qingyan's breathing became. Her full, protruding breasts swelled even more than before, reflecting the orange candlelight. Her half-exposed breasts heaved wildly, and a fine layer of sweat had already seeped through her fair skin, dampening her clothes and making the nipples, hidden beneath her snow-white dress, appear and disappear, two red dots protruding.

Luo Qingyan slowly sat down, positioning the scalding dragon root against her tender, fleshy opening, until she adjusted to its length and thickness. Then, she lifted her plump, snowy buttocks and began to sway.

Luo Qingyan's breasts were extremely beautiful. Viewed from below, they resembled two enormous snow-capped peaks, the white, tender flesh filling the view. With the swaying of her body, her half-undone clothes could no longer contain her two ample breasts, which playfully bounced out, proudly erect, undulating and surging, exceptionally alluring.

Long Hui loved these beautiful breasts and was about to reach out, but then remembered that he was unable to move, and could only stare helplessly.

Luo Qingyan's heart leaped with joy. She gasped for breath, her eyes gleaming with seductive allure, and teasingly asked, "Want to touch me?"

Feeling his dragon root being squeezed and throbbed by her tight, smooth flesh, Long Hui nodded involuntarily, desperately wanting the empress to release him so he could freely embrace and kiss her alluring, mature body.

Luo Qingyan giggled, deliberately teasing him, "I won't let you touch me, I'll make you drool!"

She continued to sway her hips, causing her breasts to sway from side to side, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, like an avalanche or a torrent of milk.

Long Hui's head throbbed with heat, his eyes turning bloodshot.

Luo Qingyan smiled seductively, gently kneading her left breast with her hand, and said in a sweet voice, "Long'er, my breasts are so full, are they about to produce milk again? Let me suckle a few times."

As her jade-like hand kneaded, a trickle of white fluid slowly seeped from her nipple. With her rising desire, two streams of milk shot out, spraying onto Long Hui's face, filling the room with a sweet fragrance.

Long Hui was not only bound hand and foot, but his mouth was also gagged. He felt like a person struggling to survive in the desert, watching the nectar before him, yet unable to drink it—extremely torturous, almost driving him mad.

Just as Long Hui was becoming intoxicated by the fragrance of the milk, Luo Qingyan suddenly dripped wax onto his breast, causing Long Hui to wince in pain and his throat to convulse.

Seeing the boy's pathetic state, Luo Qingyan couldn't help but chuckle. She thought it was time to give him a treat, so she removed the underpants from his mouth, held up his heavy, fragrant breasts, and offered them to him, saying sweetly, "Long'er, let me give you some milk to soothe your throat." Like

rain after a long drought, Long Hui didn't care about anything else, opening his mouth to suckle on one nipple with all his might, causing Luo Qingyan to let out a soft cry. Her plump buttocks swayed even more joyfully, her wet, sweet hole constantly swallowing and releasing his penis.

"You little brat, you think you can get away with this after a little treat?"

Luo Qingyan bit her lip, squinting her eyes, and moved the candle in her hand back, dripping wax onto Long Hui's thigh.

Ouch! Another sudden burning pain shot through him. Long Hui wanted to cry out, but his mouth was blocked by two plump, full breasts. If he cried out, he would choke on the overflowing milk, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.

While letting him suckle, Luo Qingyan swayed her hips, releasing her pent-up passion. The candle in her hand was also busy, the wax dripping onto Long Hui's legs.

The scent of milk filled the air, the milk soothed his throat, and his voluptuous body was enveloped by her erection, yet he was unable to move or speak, forced to endure the scorching heat of the wax. Long Hui experienced both pleasure and pain; a unique ecstasy surged through his veins, his hot semen pouring into the beautiful woman's body, causing Luo Qingyan to moan softly, her milk gushing out, her vulva softening.

Luo Qingyan, also experiencing this lewd technique for the first time, felt the impact on her body and mind no less than Long Hui's. Her mature body instantly collapsed, her vaginal fluids overflowing.

Dragon and phoenix intertwined, yin and yang cultivated together, both benefiting, the room filled with an atmosphere of debauchery… Luo Qingyan lay on top of Long Hui, her eyes half-closed, breathing heavily, saying, "You brat, now you know how powerful your sister is!"

Long Hui hummed a series of meaningless sounds, his words unclear.

Luo Qingyan chuckled, reaching out to release his speech acupoint. Long Hui, panting heavily, said, "Good sister, I give up. Please stop torturing me."

Luo Qingyan was quite satisfied, kissing him on the cheek, then wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her full breasts against his chest. After a moment of contemplation, she breathed softly into his ear, "Who knows what you're thinking? Maybe you're just saying that, but secretly planning to get revenge."

Long Hui hurriedly denied it, saying, "I'm completely convinced, I have no ulterior motives!"

Luo Qingyan's alluring eyes glistened with tears, and she chuckled, "You can't judge a book by its cover. I'd better be on the safe side, lest you forget the pain once you've recovered!" Long Hui

immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Heaven knows how this vixen was planning to torment him now.

Luo Qingyan flicked her jade-like hand, drawing the candlestick from the table towards him. With a seductive smile, she said, "Long'er, there are still some candles here. Let's continue!"

"No...no!"

Before he could finish speaking, his speech acupoint was sealed again. Long Hui felt like he was being devoured by the Black Widow. Luo Qingyan was like a thousand-year-old enchantress, beautiful yet dangerous.

Finally, all the candles on the candlestick burned out. Despite the aid of Yin-Yang dual cultivation, Long Hui was still suffering terribly.

After a night of revelry, Luo Qingyan had finally vented the frustration she'd suffered in the underground palace. Satisfied, she got up and dressed. Long Hui helplessly watched the beautiful woman's voluptuous body, covered by her white dress, and sighed inwardly, wondering if this was good fortune or misfortune.

Before leaving, Luo Qingyan brought a basin of water to wash him, wiping away the solidified wax. Then, with her delicate hands, she stroked his penis. Her small hands were nimble and skillful, stroking and kneading it, quickly arousing him.

Luo Qingyan giggled, opened her mouth again, and took his penis in and out, lightly kissing it with her lips, licking it with her tongue, her throat moving, instantly drawing Long Hui's blood to his lower body. Then, using both her hands and mouth, she brought Long Hui to another intense climax.

"Good little brother, are you satisfied with this morning gift from your sister?"

Luo Qingyan swallowed the hot semen, a strand of white silk still clinging to the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her jade-like finger to scoop up the white fluid, appearing extremely alluring and seductive.

After swallowing the semen, her lower abdomen felt warm and extremely comfortable. She thought to herself that this boy was quite something; even after ejaculating all night, his semen was still so thick and viscous.

She then untied the ribbons binding his limbs, unsealed the acupoints, and with a charming laugh, strode away.

Long Hui dressed, feeling both amused and exasperated. He felt as if he had been a pitiful and helpless prostitute last night, timidly receiving a patron, only to be ravaged and defiled by this barbaric customer. The feeling was incredibly suffocating.

Upon entering the hall, they found the servants had already prepared breakfast. Wei Xuexin, Bai Lingyu, and Yu Wuhen, disguised as Qin Suya, were already seated and eating. Long Hui coughed and said, "You're really not being polite. You didn't even wait for your husband before starting to eat."

Wei Xuexin blushed and said, "Big brother, I thought you hadn't gotten up this early!"

Seeing the girl's expression, Long Hui knew what she was thinking, but she was too shy to say it.

Long Hui snorted, "You brat, serving you up for gloating! Tonight I'll definitely punish you properly to uphold my authority as husband!"

Wei Xuexin blushed even more and lowered her head to drink her porridge.

Bai Lingyu, however, wasn't buying it. She retorted sarcastically, "Your eyes are bloodshot from being messed up by Bing'er, and you still have the nerve to talk about being the head of the household? You should just be a good wife-slave, my dear Commander Long!"

Long Hui was so angry he almost kicked the table, retorting indignantly, "Bullshit! What right does that girl Bing'er have to bully me? Last night, it was actually…" He

almost let slip the secret, but quickly shut up.

The three women also sensed something amiss, their bright eyes looking at him with suspicion.

Long Hui quickly gave an awkward laugh and changed the subject, saying, "I'm starving! Let's eat quickly, we still have to go to the palace later."

Bai Lingyu glared at him and said, "What exactly are you trying to say in the second half of that sentence? What exactly happened last night?"

Long Hui shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, Xiaoyu'er. We still have to go to the palace to discuss important matters with the Emperor later. Let's eat quickly, or we'll be late!"

Bai Lingyu had lived in the army for a long time and was more carefree than most women. She didn't care about such trivial matters and lowered her head to eat her breakfast.

Wei Xuexin, however, was different. After hearing Long Hui's words, she couldn't help but recall the scene from last night and felt that something seemed amiss. So she silently used her sword heart to sense and search for details in her memory... It seemed that something was indeed different. Her breasts were a bit larger than before, her buttocks seemed to be rounder and plumper, her eyes were more alluring, and her words exuded a special temperament, like her mother's, a temperament that only appears after years of refinement, a mature and steady wisdom, and a flexible adaptability.

"When we barged in, my older brother and sister seemed startled, but my sister quickly calmed down, while my older brother's eyes still showed a hint of panic. If we're talking about calming down and regaining composure, my older brother should be better than my sister. How come my sister was calm while my older brother was still flustered?"

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