[The Grand View Garden Chronicle] Chapter 76: The Clever Maiden Schemes to Present the Begonia, The Innocent Jade Sha Sha Shyly Tells the Prince

Chapter Seventy-Six: Xi Chun's Clever Scheme to Steal the Begonia, Her Innocent Heart Shyly Tells the Prince.

It is said that Hong Zhou, after returning to his study in the Gui'en Palace to rest, saw Xi Chun kneeling on the ground for half a day. He ordered her to raise
her head so he could examine her closely. He had thought that Xi Chun, at such a young age, even with the qualities of a noblewoman, could not possibly possess
much beauty. However, perhaps it was the winter chill outside and the warmth inside that stirred his heart; or perhaps it was
Xi Chun's adorned, delicate and charming appearance that captivated him. For a moment, he was mesmerized, looking down at this young girl kneeling on the ground
as if he were admiring a carefully crafted porcelain doll.

But now, Hongzhou is the rightful owner of the little girl in front of him. Given Xichun's pitiful age, he can
enjoy her tender body and control her mind and soul. Moreover, this morning, he was aroused by Daiyu's bare shoulders and exposed breasts, which
aroused his desire for half a day. At this moment, his pity for the child and his desire to admire beauty are fine, but he feels
a stirring in his lower body. His nature of conquering, trampling and indulging in lust is strong. He doesn't want to ask any questions
or say anything. He just wants to pull this little girl, whose body is not yet fully developed, into his arms. He doesn't care how
he does it. He wants to tear off all nine pairs of tassels on the front of her small body, then tear open the jade jacket that covers her
tightly , touch her body, play with her lips and tongue, and humiliate her young body before doing anything
else. For a moment, his mind was filled with inspiration. He thought that with Xichun's age, social status, and family background, whatever he did to her
would probably be something that no one had ever done to her before, and perhaps no one would ever do to her in his life
.

Xi Chun also sensed something was amiss. Hearing Hong Zhou's breathing become increasingly labored, she cautiously glanced at
him . Hong Zhou finally spoke, though his tone was light, his breathing heavy. He said, "You
little brat, how dare you overstep your bounds and insist on seeing your master? What is it for?"

Xi Chun had anticipated this question. At least she had something to say, which eased the pressure in her chest. She bowed
her head said in a childish voice, "Yes...it's because I've been unruly and mischievous today. I insisted on seeing my master. But
why...I can't really say..."

Hong Zhou, his desire aroused by Daiyu all day, was already tempted. He thought Xi Chun was only there to
plead , and considering her young age, he wouldn't take her seriously. Since her beautiful appearance and allure had stirred him, he figured he'd just pull her into his arms
and have his way with her. To my surprise, her reply was strange and amusing, full of childlike innocence. Looking at her delicate,
fair face, her refined features, and the way her small, plump lips moved as she spoke, I couldn't help but laugh. "Can't you explain it
clearly ?"

Xichun blushed slightly, a little dizzy, and nodded. "Yes. I want to see my master, but I've
been holding back so much. I want to talk to my master… I know I'm too young, and my master will think I'm
being silly , which is rather presumptuous… But, but… Sister Miaoyu once instructed me that Buddhism isn't about
the law, and etiquette isn't about the sound; sitting on the prayer mat until it's worn out is less important than following your heart… Sister-in-law Li Wan also said that we… we are all
my master 's female slaves, and everything should only concern my master… I thought, since I want to talk to my master, perhaps I should go
and talk to her." If I've misunderstood and angered my master... then please punish and humiliate me... that would be my duty
... must I wait several years before I'm old enough to speak to my master?"

Hongzhou chuckled as he listened to her childish voice, which sounded like an adult's,
perfectly capturing the little girl's thoughts. He felt a strange sense of pleasure in hearing the little girl's timid
demeanor slight embarrassment he had felt earlier
from Daiyu's antics. He felt truly relaxed and at ease, and beckoned her to kneel forward...

Xichun crawled a few steps and knelt before Hongzhou. She could already faintly smell a man's scent in her nose and mouth,
and her young heart fluttered inexplicably. She lowered her head, only daring to look at Hongzhou's feet. But then Hongzhou said,
"Alright... if you want to talk to me, then speak slowly. If you don't know where to begin, just tell me one thing at a time
..." As he spoke, he couldn't contain his excitement and reached out to stroke Xichun's tender face
. The touch was smooth and fragrant, and it was no longer just the affection of an adult for a little girl; it was practically a playful
caress.

Xichun was actually experiencing physical intimacy with a man for the first time in her life, and instinctively, she was terrified and shrank back. Hongzhou did
n't mind , but Xichun herself felt uncomfortable. Her sister, sister-in-law, and even Miaoyu had repeatedly instructed her on the proper conduct of a servant, and that
her master touching her was a sign of affection. How could she hide? So she gritted her teeth and endured the embarrassment, stretching her head out again, hoping to make it easier for Hongzhou
to touch her. But as she stretched out and back, Hongzhou's hand also withdrew. Young and inexperienced, she was
impatient and disregarded her shyness, ignoring the increasingly strong masculine scent emanating from Hong Zhou. She boldly lowered
her face against Hong Zhou's thigh, and instinctively
rubbed her cheek against his thigh, murmuring as if in a dream, "Master... does this...
do you find it pleasant?"

Hong Zhou, seeing her like this, was naturally delighted. He felt a faint, sweet fragrance emanating from her thigh,
even through his trousers, as if... He could feel the delicate, flawless skin of the young girl's face, and heard her speak,
though her voice was still somewhat naive, yet alluring and charming. He chuckled inwardly, wondering where this little girl had learned such manners. He thought Li Wan's teachings were excellent. He then
gently touched the top of her head, noticing the warm
pink gauze flowers adorning her hair, which complemented her jade-green coat. The gauze flower, not only a delicate pink, but
also adorned with thirty or forty fluffy petals and tiny, fresh, lovely, and exquisite pearls, was something only a girl of ten or so would use
. Now, it seemed to represent the tender, adorable, and innocent
charm . He casually played with Xichun's smooth, black hair while fiddling with the pile of gauze flowers, saying,
"Just tell me..."

Xichun didn't really know how to truly please a man; it was just instinct, fueled by her own
wild thoughts and speculations , that led to her actions. When she rubbed her face against Hongzhou's thigh, she wasn't sure
what Hongzhou's intentions were; she was just acting on impulse. Now, hearing Hongzhou's tone, it seemed he was indeed pleased, and her heart fluttered.
A mix of shyness and pride washed over her, and she softly said, "Yes... first thing, it's Xichun who's
come to apologize. I was naughty and mischievous in the past, and I actually saw... Lian Ergege's letter in Second Sister's room..."

Hongzhou was already in a daze, quite pleased, and finding it hard to suppress his desires, he paid no heed to the little girl beneath him.
What did her mother want to say? She just wanted to hold her close and enjoy the comfort even more. But when she heard her mother mention this
matter, she seemed slightly more alert and asked, "Oh?"

Xichun, however, seemed to have thought it over repeatedly and wasn't particularly afraid. While continuing to rub her little face, she
spoke as if confiding in her father or brothers, "It was...it was me who rummaged through my sister's things and found the letter...Actually,
even now, my second sister doesn't know...Master...I thought, I'm young, and no one knows about this;
but since my sister's private correspondence is a crime, I..." Seeing this and not reporting it is also a sin...
If I keep it a secret all this time, I will feel terrible. If my master punishes my sister but not me, I'm afraid I'll be sad for the rest of my life.
If I tell my second sister, she will pity me and keep it a secret for me, which will only add to her sins. After thinking it over, the only way is to come to
my master and tell him myself... My master, I have not done well as your servant. I am guilty... Please
punish me severely..." As she said this, she finally couldn't hold back her tears, which dripped down and
soaked Hongzhou's trousers.

Hongzhou had actually stopped caring about the "Jia Lian letter" matter. Hearing her pitiful and weak voice, he
lifted her chin, looked into her beautiful, clear eyes, and asked, "You're making such a pitiful sound
, is this a roundabout way of pleading for your sister?"

Xichun seemed startled, her face flushing red as she said, "No…Master, I've thought it over and over, and I've decided to tell you everything that's on
my mind It'll make things clearer, and you can punish me as you see fit… As for
pleading for my sister, it's about speaking on her behalf to you, Master, not pleading, and certainly not a roundabout way…"

Hongzhou couldn't help but smile, seeing her earnestness… Despite her young age, she couldn't feign sincerity and was actually fixated on the word "
indirectly " so she asked, "It's not indirectly pleading for mercy, but it's still asking to say something? What kind of thing?"

Xichun, looking pitiful, nodded haphazardly and said, "Yes, Master. Xi'er doesn't really understand
what crime Second Sister committed, but Eldest Sister-in-law said that if Master says someone is guilty, then they are guilty; if Master says someone should be punished, then they should be punished…
But Xi'er is worried. Second Sister wants to see Master to apologize, but she's always afraid of bothering Master and doesn't dare to come;
Sister Feng also wants to plead for Second Sister, but she's afraid of implicating herself and doesn't dare to speak; my Third Sister also wants to
plead for Second Sister, but Master always says it has to be indirectly..." "They're all afraid of
incurring ,
so they don't dare to speak up. But I'm different. I think I'm still young, and even if I'm ignorant, I only ask the master to forgive me. I've come to ask the master to hear what they want to say but dare not say

, and have to say it indirectly..." Hearing this, Hongzhou, hearing the child's innocent words, which happened to hit the nail on the head, nodded, looked at the sky, and
slowly said as if talking to himself: "You're just a child, but your eyes are bright. Your sister secretly kept the letter, regardless of whether
it's real or fake, she's guilty... The crime isn't about kinship, but about keeping it... Hmph, do you think I'm blind? What she should do
is what you're doing now, looking for an opportunity to fight back." "She knelt before me, begging for my life,
to humiliate . If she found it amusing, I might let her go leniently. But if I truly wished to punish her,
that would be her right… However, she is inherently weak and cowardly. Heh heh, I'm afraid she's just feeling inferior and
pitying herself for losing her virginity. She's constantly worrying about this and that, and has trapped herself in this pit…"

He didn't really say these things to Xichun. He had a deep feeling about the Yingchun case, and now that she was kneeling before
him , seemingly bewildered, he seemed to be telling her a story to another version of himself to ease his unhappiness
. He didn't even look at Xichun's eyes to see if she understood, and continued to speak softly. He continued to caress Xichun's baby hair and the gauze
flower, muttering to himself.

"Your second sister is still foolish. As for that girl Feng, she's too clever for her own good... Why did you send her to question me
without thinking? Since she's involved, even if it's false, she should come and clarify. If it's true, she should confess and beg for punishment
... Hmph... She's been back in the garden all day. She knows how to please me, but she avoids mentioning that matter and is still observing my
expressions ... Does she really think Ying'er has to bear this alone? Or does she really think
I'm foolish and don't care about anything?"

"As for the second sister of the You family, she's completely blinded by greed. Wanting to save her sister is the deepest human emotion. But if she wants to save
her sister , she should come and beg me to indulge in some debauchery with both sisters, or devise some novel methods, suggesting that her sister
still has a body to offer as a sacrifice. She's completely forgotten the fundamental nature of sex slavery, only stirring up trouble, crying and
wailing making a scene. Does she think the Kaifeng Prefecture in this garden is seriously investigating some ridiculous case? What about
the collusion of letters, the maidservant having a family letter—how did she know? Does she think I'm a three-year-old child?"

"There's no right or wrong in the garden... She's probably forgotten what she said... The only thing she can do
is please me ..."

As Xichun listened to him speak, her small eyes blinked, and her sorrow subsided. Being a child, she didn't know
her place. Thinking about Hongzhou's words just now, she only half understood them. Hearing Hongzhou's last sentence,
she quickly gathered her thoughts and said, "My second sister wants to give the master... to give the master her body to play with... wants to give the master
her body to play with day and night..." She was still young, and Li Wan hadn't taught her the details of love and lust. At this moment, she was anxious and couldn't say anything in a suggestive
way. She could only say these kinds of repetitive words, which made Hongzhou happy. He patted her head, signaling her to speak
slowly . But Xichun's face was already flushed, and she murmured, "It's just that my second sister is afraid of Master... She often
says she's useless and unworthy of Master's favor... She also feels that there are many sisters in the garden who are better than her, and she's afraid Master
won't notice her. She... she can't really think of any novel things to please Master... The more she thinks about it
, the more afraid she becomes, so she's waiting for Master's judgment and letting Master decide her fate. Master, I know from my sister that she
has no intention of disloyalty to Master, and she's wholeheartedly dedicated to being Master's sex slave. She often admonishes me in the same way, but
she panics when it comes to herself... Master said I'd come to replace my second sister..." "My sister is pleading, but no, that's not it. I was
thinking that if Master wants to punish Second Sister, then so be it. Second Sister is so self-pitying and doesn't dare to think that coming to
Master for some humiliation is punishment; she thinks it's a favor, and she's even more afraid to do it... Sister Miaoyu said, '
In this world, everything has a cause and effect; if it's a misfortune, it's not a blessing...' I can't bear to see my sister so heartbroken, but I don't dare to plead for
her . I'm only pleading for Master for my Second Sister... Master, please rape her one more time before punishing her... Master,
please rape her one more time..."

As she said this, she raised her head, dragged Hongzhou's legs, and stared at Hongzhou blankly. Hongzhou saw the little girl on his knees...
The girl, a daughter of a noble family and innocent in her youth, was driven by her own desires. Even with Li Wan's skillful upbringing and
Miaoyu's guidance, she knelt before him, pleading for him to rape and humiliate her own sister. This gave him a strange
sense of satisfaction pleasure. Now, however, he wanted to tease her, so he feigned coldness and said, "Let's not talk about that. Since you know that my raping of your
bodies is for 'reward' purposes, how much physical pleasure can Ying'er possibly have? You think I'll rape you just because you said a few words?... Tell me
, besides confessing and speaking up for your sister, is there anything else you want?"

Xi Chun never expected her mistress to suddenly change the subject. She felt wronged and helpless, and although she wanted to plead a few more words, she didn't dare. She snorted
... Tears welled up again, and she quickly wiped them away, saying, "Yes... there's one more thing... I
've come to present a painting as homework for my master..."

Hongzhou asked curiously, "What painting have you come to present this time?"

Xichun, who had been kneeling at Hongzhou's feet, knew that this was a humiliating act despite her young age, and was still shy. Seeing that there was
a gap , she moved a few steps while kneeling, took a scroll from the table beside her,
placed it on her head, and presented it, saying, "This is a copy I made at school, please appreciate it, master..."

Hongzhou was secretly amazed. Why was she suddenly talking about homework? The scroll was about a foot
wide, made of snow-white paper, but it was unmounted.

He had already been aroused, and seeing how cute and pitiful Xichun was, he wanted to lewdly tease her. But now
he wasn't in a hurry. His curiosity was piqued by this strange "homework," so he slowly unfolded it. It was about five feet
long, a horizontal landscape painting of a figure. The painting depicts the interior of an embroidered room, a delicate and enchanting
bedroom of a young woman's boudoir. Facing the window is a pink peach blossom embroidered couch, originally covered by a gauze curtain, but the gauze is
as fine and dense as clouds and mist. A sudden east wind blows, making the curtain sway even more, revealing a
naked . She rests one snow-white arm on the embroidered couch, half-lying on her side, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, as if
she has just woken up from a spring slumber. The gauze window on the wall is half-open, revealing a crabapple branch from the courtyard. Beside it is an inscription: "

The east wind has faded, leaving only a face full of makeup;
pitifully, the butterflies and bees are in a frenzy .
From now on, who can tell what she means
? A heart full of spring is given to the crabapple ."

In this world, who would dare to imagine such a romantic painting, as beautiful as a scene from a fairyland in spring? Looking closely at the woman's face and expression on the embroidered couch
, it wasn't the most meticulously detailed and lifelike depiction, but rather a work of art.
Her skin was like snow, her eyes like clouds, her arms like lotus roots, her fingers like scallions, her breasts like smooth jade, her navel alluring. Her legs were long and
shapely, yet they were slightly crossed, concealing her private parts. She was like a fairy descended to earth, a jade maiden descended to
the world, yet every detail seemed to speak of love and romance, of love and romance. Who else could it be but Ke Qing? Looking further at the woman in the painting, there were four peach blossom embroidered patterns on her neck, wrists,
chest , and lower abdomen. These were
the peach blossom patterns that had adorned Ke Qing's body ever since Hong Zhou's first visit and defilement. Everyone in the garden knew that these were the very spots Hong Zhou had praised as Ke Qing's alluring beauty. Moreover,
others had seen the peach blossoms on her neck, wrists, and even her chest, but the peach blossom embroidery below her navel, above her private parts, and on
her lower abdomen —how could the painter know this unless he had truly seen her naked body? Yet, he used
this subtle, "seeing but not seeing" technique to convey the exquisite
sentiment that the painter and his master had witnessed it together, and that only Hongzhou in the world could indulge in such debauchery.

If this were truly a painting, not only would the brushwork be exceptionally elegant, unparalleled in history, but the very thought and intention would bring Keqing
to life. Looking at the inscription in the lower right corner, it is a smaller, more formal inscription: "Presented to the master, the '
Collection of Beauties of the Grand View Garden,' one of the beauties, Keqing, 'Spring Sleep of the Begonia,' by Xiaoyan, the Banana Guest."

Hongzhou was not an ignorant man who had never seen erotic art; his servants, knowing his reputation for debauchery,
often collected paintings of bedroom scenes to present to him. But in that era, where could one find a truly young and beautiful woman
willing to undress and teach someone to paint? Even if there were a group of self-proclaimed romantic and dissolute painters who painted erotic scenes based on their own imagination, given
their social standing, they had only ever seen courtesans. How could they possibly capture the beauty of the Qin and Chu palaces, or the springtime charm of the Han and Tang dynasties, let alone depict
the truly captivating figures of women? Even if there were a truly alluring courtesan who occasionally revealed her charm and was willing to create one or two paintings to
be passed down through generations, if she were to paint them realistically, it would always be for men to see. Even if they were to imagine them, they would be excessively lewd,
inevitably adding to the filthiness of the painting. Only this painting of Qin Keqing's nude body, without a single detail, depicts the real scene without describing the skin or flesh. Yet,
upon reflection, it can only be that the women in the garden painted and copied it according to Qin Keqing's wishes, adding a touch of
the subtle charm of "only for the master to see." The ink, in five colors, is applied with varying degrees of dryness, wetness, and fluidity, yet avoids being overly vibrant; the lines, depicting the five spirits,
are skillfully executed with varying degrees of emphasis, yet without any redundancy. Though not comparable to the masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, it is nonetheless the exquisite
brushwork . Judging from the inscription "Banana Guest Xiao Yan," it must have been painted by Tan Chun, and now Xi Chun has copied it.

Hong Zhou is now staring intently at the painting, his soul seemingly captivated by the brushstrokes. His mind is filled with the
image of Qin Keqing undressing in the Tianxiang Pavilion, her bosom exposed, while Tan Chun carefully
observes
and appreciates the scene, comparing colors and applying ink—a scene of sensual beauty in the pavilion. Now, it is Xi Chun, young and innocent, her heart just beginning to blossom, observing, learning, and appreciating the essence of the painting. Every stroke is imbued with shyness, every dot is lifelike, and her curiosity and shyness are palpable. It
was as if, in this single painting of erotic scenes, one could almost feel the various fragrances emanating from the three young women.

Hongzhou, his mouth dry from staring at it, couldn't help but secretly applaud Keqing's dedication. For a moment, he
seemed to forget the mystery of the jade bracelet, wanting only to quickly pin this beautiful woman beneath him, tear off her clothes,
and then brutally rape her to satisfy his lust. He also couldn't help but want to quickly summon Tanchun, this girl with such elegant and romantic writing
skills , yet a tender virgin still in bloom. Such talent, yet only able to serve and be humiliated under his crotch—wouldn't that add even more
unparalleled pleasure? With neither Keqing nor Tanchun by his side, the fire in his heart was already uncontrollable. Looking at the painting of
Keqing's two beautiful legs, with her private parts barely visible, his lower body was already hard and eager to
unleash his power . But there was Xichun in front of him. He had initially pitied her for being young and feared she couldn't withstand it, so he didn't
really want to humiliate or rape her. But now, the fire in his heart was ignited by the painting, and he could no longer endure it. He swallowed a few times and saw
Xichun still kneeling beside him, seemingly expectantly waiting for him to evaluate her "homework." She was innocent
and naive . But when he looked at the erotic painting in his hand, he realized that every stroke was carefully copied by this little girl. How could he resist?
He panted and dragged Xichun's small face to his lap again. This time, he rubbed her face and neck against his
lap . He almost wanted to pull her petite body into his arms, tear off her beautiful clothes, and defile her
virginity first.

He had only just brought Xichun's face to his lap when the girl's sweet scent drew near, and he heard Xichun
let out a soft moan, as if she were actively trying to get closer to his lower body. Suddenly, he realized something was amiss
and chuckled inwardly, "I've actually fallen for this little girl's charm." Suppressing his desire, he put the painting aside and
looked closely at Xichun's features. He saw that the young girl seemed to be experiencing a stirring of first love; her rosy cheeks
were flushed. Now, however, he decided to tease her, pretending to be unmoved, and asked
playfully , "You came all this way... just to present this as homework?"

Xichun felt a sudden pang of bitterness, shame, and disappointment. She, too, harbored some strange
ideas indeed embarrassing to look at. Although she was already surrounded by her elder sisters, sisters-in-law,
maids, and palace servants, who constantly advised her that although she was young, her life was destined to serve only one man, Hongzhou, for his
defilement , play, humiliation, and debauchery, when she actually saw the nude painting of Keqing, how could she, a young lady from a noble family, have ever seen
such a naked adult woman? How could she have ever seen such a beautifully drawn woman's broad, rounded buttocks, long,
slender feet, and firm, clean belly? And how could she have ever seen the two alluring jade peaks on a young woman's chest when she reached adulthood? She couldn't help but
feel ashamed for , and ashamed for herself. However, she was born with intelligence, and having overheard her two older sisters
talking , she guessed Keqing's intentions. Although she didn't know the details of their conversation, she vaguely guessed
that "Sister Qingfei wanted the master to see this painting and like it very much..." She also knew that Keqing and her
sister were not on good terms. Keqing teased her with her words, and although she dared not disobey Li Wan's teachings, she always disliked her
, her "niece-in-law," even more. This kind of girlish nature was still in the realm of childlike innocence, which could neither be hidden nor abandoned.
But she was young, naive and powerless, how could she possibly ruin Keqing's plans? Today, she came here eagerly to "present
the painting," but she actually harbored a girl's innocent and mischievous thoughts. One was to get ahead of the game and secretly let Hongzhou
see , so that when Keqing presented it later, it would lose its novelty and become boring. It seemed like she was "serving
the concubine attentively," but in reality, she wanted to embarrass Keqing. The other was something even more unspeakable,
a thought that she herself was confused about. She thought that since the painting was so elegant and strange, if she could present it to her master in private, she might be able to win
his heart. She had been repeatedly taught by Li Wan, Yingchun, and Fengjie that "only by pleasing the master can one ensure
safety ";
she was also anxious and helpless whenever she saw Yingchun's pitiful and heartbroken state; and she was enlightened by Miaoyu's saying, "Every cause has its effect; it's a calamity, not a blessing." Although she didn't know how Hongzhou would manipulate her after his heart was moved, and she was afraid
and nervous , she was always eager to try because of Yingchun.

It wasn't hard to guess the thoughts of such a young girl. Although Hongzhou didn't know everything, he understood most of it. Other things were fine,
but thinking of Xichun's hidden desire to offer herself up and be defiled, and looking at the young girl under his knees, her still-growing and frail figure,
she was particularly endearing. So he teased her, "You came all this way... just to offer this lesson?"

He thought that Xichun, being a young girl, would definitely not be able to withstand such embarrassment, so he changed the subject.
Unexpectedly, it was Xichun who bit her cherry lips, her small eyes reddening, and the most crystalline tears
welled up in her eyes, adding to her pitiful and helpless appearance. Her two snowy cheeks were flushed, as if she were crying but not crying, as if she were drunk
but not drunk. Her tone was very resolute, but her voice was weak. She murmured and replied, "Master, you...you...
you're bored at the end of the day, so you're going to cry, Xichun..."

This time, Hongzhou was not teasing her. It was really too soft to hear. He asked, "What
did you say?"

Xichun couldn't help but look at Hongzhou with a wronged and resentful look. She then leaned over and lay on Hongzhou's lap. At this moment, she
was almost pressing the gauze flower in her black hair against Hongzhou's lower body. With
a childlike voice tinged with sobs, she buried her face between Hongzhou's legs in embarrassment, rubbing against him and
saying, "Yes, Master, you're bored this afternoon, so why don't you rape Xi'er... Hmm... take Xi'er's body
..."

Hongzhou was both amused and aroused. Smelling the fresh scent of Xichun's hair oil, and looking at
the , he couldn't resist any longer. He arched his lower body again and, through his pants,
pressed his penis against the gauze flower in Xichun's hair. Normally, such a touch wouldn't be anything special, but Xichun's pure and
infatuated nature gave him a satisfaction rarely found in the usual rape of female slaves. He actually enjoyed it quite a bit. He couldn't help but
twist his hips slightly, and then, through her clothes, he gently rubbed his lower body against the top of Xichun's head, poking her
gauze flower out of shape and squeezing it into a ball. But she said, "What does this have
to do ?"

Xi Chun seemed to have made up her mind; her little lips were almost bitten until they bled, but she whispered:
"My lord, I... I didn't understand before, but when I was trying to copy this painting, I realized... look... Consort Qing
's figure, her appearance, her posture... it's truly admirable. My sister and sister-in-law always taught me to take care of my
appearance so that I can serve you when I grow up; but looking at the painting... I... I'm thinking, even if I grow up to
Consort Qing's age, I'm afraid I won't be as beautiful as her. I... I... I feel a little ashamed, and
a little scared..."

Hongzhou was enjoying himself by playing with the top of her head. Hearing her words, he figured she was just
rambling , so he didn't take it to heart. But hearing this, he understood her strange thoughts a little better and smiled, asking, "
Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Xichun struggled a little, her face buried even deeper in embarrassment, and her words were almost inaudible. But
since Hongzhou had asked, she could only say, "It's... I'm afraid... it's..." " Even when I grow up, I won't be as
beautiful ... I won't be as tall as her, so... so..."

Hongzhou heard her voice growing softer and softer, almost inaudible, so he reached out and patted her head. Xichun
had no choice but to lift her head from between Hongzhou's legs, looking at him timidly and shyly. She heard Hongzhou coldly rebuke her
, "I already reprimanded your sister before, and you two are still the same... When the master asks a question, you should
answer properly, even if it's something embarrassing... You speak like a mosquito's buzz... Who can hear you?"

Although he had a stern face, Xichun could tell that Hongzhou was teasing her, not angry. She felt less
flustered, but since Hongzhou had something to say, she had no choice but to obediently answer her most shameful girlish
thoughts : "Yes, I'm afraid that even in a few years... I won't be as tall as Consort Qing... my legs will also..."
"I'll never grow this thin... um... um... um... I'm afraid..." She glanced at Hongzhou, almost fainting from embarrassment
, but still could only say, "I'm afraid... my buttocks won't grow as round as Consort Qing's, and my breasts are even
more ... so good... no matter how much I cultivate my appearance and refine my figure, they won't be that good...
then, I won't be able to please my master, my master will definitely look down on me, please... please don't play with me anymore..."

Her little face turned bright red, she gritted her teeth and deliberately said these absurd thoughts, which made Hongzhou feel three parts amused, three parts affectionate, and
three parts excited. This little girl was still young, and in fact, she only had a superficial understanding of matters of love and lust. She had been taught
from exposure of clothing or bare sleeves was a loss of chastity for a noble lady. Now, she had been trained by the rules of the garden to be so cute
and pitiful. Although she didn't understand, she was envious of Keqing's beauty and quite worried that she would not be able to have such a charming and alluring woman when she came of age
.

Ultimately, it all boils down to a sincere desire to obey and please oneself; this is
quite
different

's both laughable and alluring at first glance. At Xichun's age, her breasts were probably just beginning to swell,
her pubic hair barely visible. Looking at Keqing's two proud, firm, jade-like breasts, she would likely be astonished—how could
a girl's breasts become so soft and high in just a few years? If she doubted it, she would feel even more
inferior. Thinking of this, he found Xichun's thoughts even more endearing. He reached out and stroked Xichun's face.
How could dare to dodge? She naturally let his rough, manly hand caress her tender cheeks.
She lowered her gaze, lost in thought, when she heard Hongzhou say indifferently, "You little devil, you're quite the thinker... If you're so afraid that your beauty will fade
and you won't be able to serve your master... why were you crying and begging me to play with you just now? What do you take me for, and
what do you take yourself for... You think you can get a girl you don't like by crying and begging? Isn't that just
wishful thinking ?" As he spoke, his hand became even more lewd, and
he began to fondle and admire Xichun's cherry-like lips, now smeared with jasmine nectar. He gently pinched and kneaded her upper lip, which had a dimple at the philtrum
, as if kneading mutton fat; at other times, he flicked her lower lip, as if
testing the smoothest part of her skin, or as if trying to invade her mouth, playing with her pearly teeth and tongue.

Xichun was still young and knew little about matters of the heart, so she couldn't tell whether Hongzhou was teasing
her or serious. At first, when Hongzhou's words seemed to be a rebuttal, since he had asked, "Who do you think I am... that if you don't
like a girl, you can just cry and beg to serve her? Isn't that wishful thinking?" she felt
ashamed and embarrassed, her heart aching, and tears were about to fall. But she also felt that Hongzhou's hands were playing with and caressing
her snowy cheeks without stopping. The friction between their skin created all sorts of strange sensations. Although
she was a young girl, she felt a profound
shame , yet also a strange, unprecedented intimacy and pleasure coursing through her
body from the point of contact between her and Hongzhou. Her body was already weak, and she struggled to beg for mercy; but Hongzhou not only caressed
her face but also played with her tender lips and tongue. Her delicate lips, lightly smeared with jasmine nectar, were
repeatedly pinched and teased. Even if she were naive, she felt that this action, compared to the intimacy of caressing her face, was far
more shameful and unspeakable.

She was naturally intelligent, and her reactions were instinctive; though she didn't fully understand, she vaguely sensed
that lewd actions probably didn't truly mean he despised her. Recalling her original thoughts, she gritted her
teeth and endured the unbearable shame and humiliation she had never felt before. She gently swayed her face, responding to Hongzhou
's caresses and teasing, while moaning softly. She obediently replied, "Oh... Master, I was just thinking nonsense
. When I grow up... I won't be as beautiful as... Consort Qing... with such beautiful legs, buttocks, and breasts
... Master is too lazy to play with me... But right now, I'm still young... While I'm still young, Master, please use me, play with
me, rape me, humiliate me... Waaah... Although I'm not as beautiful as the sisters in the garden..." It can please my master.
But I am young, which has its own advantages... My body is softer, my teeth clearer, my skin fairer, and
every part of my body, from skin to hair, is small and delicate... In the world, ordinary couples
marry around fifteen or sixteen... However, my master's honor and privilege are meant to humiliate us sex slaves, which is different from the rest of the world. He
especially enjoys young girls like me... It must be a different kind of pleasure, something that my sisters, like Consort Qing,
cannot give my master. I may not be able to compare to them in the future, but at this moment, I might be able to bring my master a different kind of comfort... Furthermore...
…My sister-in-law once said…Although we are young, we must always be ready for the master's pleasure…I
don't understand , but my sister-in-law said we are innocent and naive, unaware of the ways of the world…When the master plays with us…there is a
certain beauty in it, a kind of cruelty and humiliation of our virginity…If that's true…wouldn't that mean I've done my best…My sister-in-law also said…Waaah
…We're young…If the master were to degrade himself and use our bodies, we would surely feel even more pain and shame, perhaps even
unable injuring ourselves or dying…But perhaps it could satisfy the master's desire for conquest. Although there are many sex slaves in the garden,
we must do our utmost, shouldn't we be doing our best to satisfy the master in every way? At our age…it's just right…
Master…Waaah…Actually, I don't quite understand what my sister-in-law is saying either, but Xi'er isn't afraid of pain…Master…
Waaah…Please try Xi'er…If you find it…not fun, then just punish me…
…If I could truly repay even the slightest kindness from my master, I…I…I would rather die of shame from being humiliated by my master
than take advantage of this age to become a dutiful sex slave…”

Hongzhou was already a man well-versed in matters of love and lust, and he knew that Xichun was still young. Her actions today were ultimately out of fear that he would punish Yingchun
severely ; she was a pitiful woman, and his heart was one of tenderness and compassion.
But now, hearing her soft, sweet voice, her infatuated ramblings, it was as if she were reciting a “Young Girl’s Plea for Humiliation,” full of such
captivating and erotic words, yet each sentence revealed the innocence and purity of a young girl, making her even more alluring.
At this moment, his mouth was dry, his lower body was strong, and he could no longer restrain himself. He made two gurgling sounds in his throat, almost ready to act.

To know what happens next, please wait for the next chapter.

This is truly:

Last night, the crabapple blossoms swayed in
the east wind; who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Suddenly, the fragrance of new plum blossoms fills the western garden
; the first buds cling to the branches.
Frost and cold descend upon whose courtyard?
Listen to the complaints of a hundred flowers.
Even the young lady of a noble family...
Winter is not yet over, yet
the beauty of spring is wasted.

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