Imperial Secrets - 19

Based on years of experience in training and subduing women, Jiang Hanqing had developed an effective method for dealing with seemingly noble women.

These noble women usually appeared unapproachable, leaving men in awe. However, their proud self-esteem was precisely the key to subduing them. If you could find an opportunity to destroy their self-esteem and severely humiliate them, these normally noble women would quickly become self-destructive, their descent into depravity almost unbelievable. Compared to ordinary women, women of high status and aloof personalities were far more sensitive to abuse. Once such a noblewoman was abused, she would quickly abandon her noble status, her usual strong self-esteem in front of others, and all the reserve she was born with as a woman. They would retaliate as if taking revenge on themselves, desperately trying to degrade their own bodies. Once their self-respect is completely lost, these once noble women will transform into wanton bitches before their master, utterly subservient to his absolute control.

Among the noblewomen Jiang Hanqing knows, given the opportunity, not a single target has ever escaped his grasp. Not to mention those naturally promiscuous women, even those as noble and shrewd as his own mother, Yin Yufeng, ultimately submit to him, subjecting him to his abuse and manipulation, treated like sex toys, even worse than prostitutes. As for other women like Bai Yingjue and Li Huaxin, who were easily subdued by him, the number is countless.

Jiang Hanqing harbors a grand plan: his aunt Jiang Fengqin, his maternal aunt Yin Yuji, Fei Qingsi, Empress Qiu Te Han Yuexue, and even the proud commander Shi Yanying, who is on par with his mother, are all women he desires to conquer. He simply hasn't found the right opportunity yet; once he does, he is confident he can subdue any woman.

If there were any women in the world that Jiang Hanqing still had reservations about, it would naturally be the Holy Mother Palace Master and the Goddess Palace Master of the Hidden Sect of the Holy Gate. It wasn't that he didn't want to conquer them, but rather that he simply couldn't find a way to do so. In fact, before today, Jiang Hanqing had secretly hoped to find a way to deal with the two palace masters.

Although he knew full well that his attempt to subdue the two palace masters, especially the Holy Mother Palace Master, would be extremely difficult, he believed he would eventually find a way.

In Jiang Hanqing's view, the Holy Mother Palace Master was nothing more than a strong fortress; once a corner was breached, the entire fortress could be quickly conquered. Based on his past experience, as long as he could completely destroy the Holy Mother Palace Master's self-esteem, this woman would naturally become his sex slave.

Although Jiang Hanqing didn't have a specific plan in mind, he always believed that the Holy Mother Palace Master was only able to maintain her self-esteem because she hadn't suffered enough cruel humiliation: as long as he increased the intensity of his humiliation, she would eventually submit.

But now, witnessing firsthand how the Holy Mother Palace Master could endure such agonizing humiliation, Jiang Hanqing felt despair for the first time. Jiang Hanqing had never imagined that such a monster as the Holy Mother Palace Master existed in the world—so obsessed with torture, yet able to maintain complete self-respect and pride.

The humiliation inflicted on the Holy Mother Palace Master by the three men today had almost reached the limits of ordinary sexual abuse, yet she could still endure it, meaning she was a complete masochist. Under normal circumstances, such a masochist would have no self-respect and would be extremely obedient to their master's commands. But the Holy Mother Palace Master was completely different; her masochistic tendencies in bed did not affect her daily behavior at all. Jiang Hanqing truly couldn't understand what kind of humiliation could affect her extremely strong sense of self-respect.

Jiang Hanqing had actually figured out one thing: why the Holy Mother Palace Master had become like this. As the biological mother of the previous sect leader, the Holy Mother Palace Master must have experienced a drastic change from mother to sex slave. In that upheaval, the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's self-respect as a mother and woman was utterly destroyed, reducing her to a sex toy for her son. Her emotional journey is remarkably similar to that of Yin Yufeng in the present day. However, things changed drastically after the death of her sect leader son.

The death of her own son nearly extinguished the heart that had once beat for him, and from then on, nothing in the world could move her anymore.

With her son's death, she entered the "Holy Mother Palace," a place of high esteem within the Hidden Sect. Although she had not yet assumed the position of "Palace Mistress," she enjoyed the worship of the sect's disciples. When she became the "Holy Mother Palace Mistress," she became the most noble spiritual leader within the Hidden Sect. Under these circumstances, the self-respect she had lost after being conquered by her son began to gradually recover. And this regained self-respect, once formed, became even stronger than before, almost indestructible.

What followed was decades of promiscuous life. The Holy Mother Palace Mistress, already addicted to the pleasures of masochism, became increasingly immersed in it. However, the psychological humiliation brought on by the abuse gradually faded over this long period. Coupled with her indifferent apathy towards everything and the incredibly strong self-esteem she had regained after losing it, the Holy Mother Palace Mistress ultimately reached the point that Jiang Hanqing found terrifying—though she suffered endless humiliation in bed, her daily life and mobility were completely unaffected once she got out of bed.

It could be said that it was the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's tortuous and bizarre life experiences, and the long years she had lived, that enabled her to transcend the common state of ordinary women who gradually succumb to abuse.

While Jiang Hanqing was lost in thought, the boy with the underbite beside him had already untied the ropes binding the Holy Mother Palace Mistress. He embraced her voluptuous body and began to enjoy her warm, moist vagina.

The boy with the underbite didn't pull the whip handle out of the Holy Mother's anus; instead, he inserted his penis into her vagina. He then used his penis to thrust in and out of her vagina while simultaneously pinching the part of the whip handle protruding from her anus.

The Holy Mother, having both her orifices being played with by the ugly boy, clearly enjoyed the pleasurable sensation. She shook her head and moaned incessantly, her hands kneading her breasts violently, as if trying to burst her full breasts. Her long, full legs kicked vigorously, and with each opening and closing of her legs, vaginal fluid flowed continuously, making both her and the boy's genitals wet.

Although the blood from the previous cruel play hadn't dried on her purple anal clitoris, it didn't diminish the sensitivity of her anus to the pleasurable sensations it was receiving. Some milky white fluid could even be seen flowing from her anus, proof of her intense excitement. Meanwhile, the couple next to them were also engaged in a passionate affair.

The boy, with his oversized, protruding penis, forced the poor maid of the Holy Mother onto the bed, thrusting his unusually large penis, disproportionate to his age, into the girl's anus. His hands occasionally slapped her buttocks or probed her wet vagina. The girl,

lying on the bed, had become aroused even without being subjected to cruel abuse. She supported herself with her chest against the bed, then raised her slightly thin buttocks high, shaking them vigorously to match the boy's thrusts. She also pinched her buttocks with both hands, forcefully spreading them apart to expose her anus and vaginal opening for the boy's pleasure.

The room was filled with the moans and cries of the two couples. The Holy Mother and her maid seemed to be competing, each shouting louder and more wanton than the other. Both seemed to become more excited by the other's presence.

Under the enthusiastic accompaniment of the two women, the two ugly boys naturally performed with extra effort, thrusting their lower bodies desperately until they were covered in sweat but still refused to stop.

Jiang Hanqing, sitting there lost in thought, finally caught the attention of the two boys. The one with the underbite, though busy playing with the Holy Mother's body, still managed to pant and ask, "Hey! You there!...What are you...busy with?...Why...aren't you coming...to play with us?"

Jiang Hanqing listlessly replied, paying no further attention to the boy.

The underbite boy snorted coldly, disdainfully saying, "What's with the pretense of being prim and proper! You were having so much fun just now, and now you want to act all high and mighty?" As he spoke, he thrust his penis violently twice, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction with Jiang Hanqing on the poor maid beneath him.

The girl, already screaming hoarsely, had reached orgasm countless times; after a few hard thrusts, her body trembled twice, and she climaxed again.

Exhausted after her orgasm, the girl collapsed limply onto the bed, seemingly completely incapable of movement; even simple actions like lifting an arm or shifting an arm appeared impossible.

"Damn it! Playing dead? Get up now!" The boy with the overbite, finding the girl unresponsive, cursed angrily, slapping her firm buttocks several times and thrusting his penis a few times. But the girl remained unresponsive.

Seeing this, the boy knew she was truly exhausted. Playing with a woman unresponsive to penetration was like playing with a corpse; even he found it pointless. Shaking his head, he helplessly withdrew his still-erect penis from her anus and angrily kicked her limp body aside. After cursing a few more times, the boy glanced at another couple still engrossed in their passionate encounter.

Despite the underbite boy's ministrations, the Holy Mother Palace Master remained energetic, writhing, moaning, and shouting. The underbite boy's eyes lit up. He swallowed hard, his still-erect penis twitching slightly. Slowly

moving over, he sat down next to the couple, patted the underbite boy's shoulder, and demanded, "Let's play with this slut together! You play with her cunt, I'll fuck her asshole. Okay?"

The underbite boy, engrossed in his game, didn't answer, but suddenly pulled the Holy Mother Palace Master over and rolled onto the bed. The position, originally with the man on top, was now reversed. The underbite boy lay on his back, while the Holy Mother Palace Master lay on top of him. Throughout this act, the underbite boy's penis remained inside the Holy Mother Palace Master's vagina, never leaving for a moment. As soon as they turned over, the Holy Mother began vigorously shaking her alluring buttocks, actively stroking the underbite boy's penis. The whip that the underbite boy had inserted into her anus was still there, swinging in the air with each twist of her hips, looking like a tail dangling from her rear. The

Holy Mother's appearance was indescribably lewd! Although the underbite boy didn't verbally respond to the provocation, seeing her actions, he understood perfectly well what she meant—she had clearly agreed to his proposal. Without

hesitation, the underbite boy moved behind the Holy Mother, his hungry gaze scanning her naked body, finally settling on her still swaying, high-perched, full buttocks. At that moment, the ugly boy's hungry expression resembled that of a ravenous wolf ready to pounce on its prey.

Staring intently at the whip still inserted in the Holy Mother's anus, the ugly boy, a lewd grin on his face, reached out and pinched the whip's tip, which was dangling behind her buttocks. After testing the force, he suddenly pulled downwards. The force wasn't great, but it was enough to pull the whip handle, deeply embedded in the Holy Mother's anus, out a bit.

The pleasurable sensation of the whip handle rubbing against her anus and intestines made the Holy Mother groan softly, her buttocks twisting forcefully twice.

The boy with the overbite sneered, "You stinking bitch, still so energetic after all this time? Let me have some fun with you!" He

forcefully pulled the whip handle out of the Holy Mother's anus by the hilt, then reached out and held the Holy Mother's buttocks, rubbing his penis against her anus a few times. With a sudden burst of force, he shoved the head of his penis into her anus and began thrusting without hesitation.

Two ugly boys, one on top of the Holy Mother Palace Mistress, were penetrating her anus, while the other lay beneath her, penetrating her vagina, sandwiching her between them and enjoying themselves to the point of ecstasy.

Jiang Hanqing, having snapped out of his reverie, felt a surge of revulsion at the sight of this lewd scene.

Although he had been with many women, he had never witnessed two men penetrating a woman simultaneously. Seeing it with his own eyes now filled him with disgust, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn it! What is this? If it were like before, one person penetrating while the other groped around, it would be fine, but why are two people penetrating her at the same time? It's disgusting!"

Hearing the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's wanton moans and seeing the three naked bodies intertwined, Jiang Hanqing felt increasingly nauseous.

Unable to suppress his disgust any longer, Jiang Hanqing stood up, quickly gathered his clothes, and prepared to dress properly and leave this filthy place. But just as he turned around, before he could even put on his clothes, he heard three screams behind him.

Jiang Hanqing was startled and quickly turned around, only to see that the Holy Mother Palace Mistress had somehow gotten up and was standing on the bed. Not far from the bed, on the floor, lay three naked bodies—two men and a woman, clearly the two ugly boys who had just been indulging in their debauchery, and the poor maid. Seeing the three lying motionless on the floor, they were most likely dead.

Jiang Hanqing stared in disbelief at the Holy Mother Palace Mistress, who stood proudly naked on the bed, his heart pounding with unease. This woman had just been playing with the two ugly boys, shouting and laughing, seemingly enjoying herself immensely, but in the blink of an eye, she had left the two boys dead before the bed, and even killed his maid. Why had she done this? Was it because she saw him preparing to get dressed and leave? But would she really care about his feelings?

Guessing the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's intentions, and recalling her usual aloofness followed by her utterly shameless behavior once in bed, Jiang Hanqing couldn't figure out what this strange woman was up to. He was even a little worried that the Holy Mother Palace Mistress might suddenly attack him. With the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's martial arts skills, ten Jiang Hanqings wouldn't be a match for her!

Fortunately, although the Holy Mother Palace Mistress was unpredictable and eccentric, she didn't seem to have such intentions at the moment. She simply smiled at Jiang Hanqing and said, "Oh! Why is Qing-ge'er thinking of leaving? Do you look down on this old hag?"

Her tone was soft and sweet, but to Jiang Hanqing, it gave him a chilling feeling. He secretly spat in his heart, "You still know you're an old hag? Your tone is so sickening! Shameless old thing!"

Thinking this, he dared not show any similar expression on his face. Jiang Hanqing awkwardly smiled and said, "No! Palace Mistress misunderstands! Hanqing just couldn't stand those two children! So for a moment..."

The Holy Mother Palace Mistress giggled and said, "Could it be that Qing-ge'er is jealous of me? Haha!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanqing was naturally even more furious: "You bitch! Who do you think you are! Me, jealous of a slut like you? Damn it! Are you kidding me?!"

However, on the surface, he could only go along with what the Holy Mother Palace Master meant, pretending to grit his teeth and say, "Those two damned brats, how dare they play with the Palace Master's noble body like that, they are truly wicked!"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Mother Palace Master laughed even harder, her naked body twisting and turning with laughter, her full breasts trembling incessantly, dazzling Jiang Hanqing.

After laughing heartily for a long time, the Holy Mother Palace Master gradually stopped laughing. She jumped off the bed, swaying her hips as she walked to Jiang Hanqing, gently stroking his bare chest with her hand, and sighed softly, "Qing-ge'er, in your heart... as long as you have even two or three parts sincerity towards me, I am already very satisfied!"

As she said this, the Holy Mother Palace Master's sharp eyes were fixed on Jiang Hanqing's eyes, as if trying to see through his true thoughts. The hand that had been caressing Jiang Hanqing's chest stopped at his heart, seemingly measuring his heart rate, or perhaps preparing to strike him dead at any moment.

The Holy Mother's words struck Jiang Hanqing like a bolt from the blue, and her unusual action startled him greatly. His mind raced.

"Could this old hag know I have ulterior motives? This…no way! She's testing me!" Although his heart was in turmoil, Jiang Hanqing remained outwardly calm. His eyes showed no fluctuation, his heartbeat didn't quicken noticeably, and his expression remained unchanged. He knew that if he showed even the slightest abnormal reaction, the Holy Mother might see him as a traitor like his master, Wang Mingsi. Of course, his ability to maintain this facade was largely due to the lessons he had learned in the court and officialdom over the past four or five years.

"Palace Master, you have truly wronged Han Qing! I have always regarded you as a god, and would never dare to show the slightest disrespect! I never imagined you would suspect me so!"

Jiang Han Qing's voice was filled with anger, and his tone naturally rose considerably. His expression appeared truly righteous and awe-inspiring, as if he were genuinely wronged by the Holy Mother Palace Master's misjudgment.

The Holy Mother Palace Master still wore a faint smile on her face, carefully examining Jiang Han Qing for a long time before removing her hand from his chest. She said in a sweet voice, "I was just joking with Qing-ge'er. You don't need to be angry, and you certainly don't need to take it seriously."

When the Holy Mother Palace Master's hand was withdrawn from Jiang Han Qing's chest, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, inwardly rejoicing that he had successfully passed that critical juncture.

The Holy Mother Palace Master didn't say anything more, but simply twisted her naked body, circling around Jiang Han Qing incessantly. Her graceful figure, especially her constantly swaying full breasts and her high, swaying hips, left Jiang Hanqing speechless, swallowing hard repeatedly. His previously limp penis rose again, occasionally trembling slightly, as if demonstrating its power against the Holy Mother's voluptuous body. However, still unsure of the Holy Mother's true intentions, Jiang Hanqing dared not act rashly. He could only suppress his burning desire and stare helplessly at the Holy Mother's beautiful body swaying before him.

The Holy Mother circled Jiang Hanqing probably at least twenty times before suddenly stopping behind him.

Just as Jiang Hanqing was wondering about her possible actions, the Holy Mother's voluptuous naked body pressed against his from behind. Her hands reached from behind to his front, one gently caressing his chest muscles, while the other grasped his penis and began to stroke it gently.

"Qing'er, do you know why I suddenly killed those two brats, and that little girl?" The Holy Mother Palace Mistress teased Jiang Hanqing's body with both hands, gently rubbing her breasts and lower abdomen against his back, her soft lips repeatedly kissing the back of his neck.

Jiang Hanqing's penis, skillfully teased by the Holy Mother Palace Mistress, was already rock hard. Fluid was slowly seeping from the urethral opening, a clear indication of his intense excitement.

Through the unobstructed skin-to-skin contact between them, Jiang Hanqing could fully feel the astonishing fullness, fleshiness, and elasticity of the breasts rubbing against his back. He could barely control his desire, breathing rapidly. His throbbing, hard penis desperately needed the warmth of her flesh to release its lust.

Unable to think clearly about the question posed by the Holy Mother, Jiang Hanqing growled, "Why?" He suddenly reached behind him and grabbed the mature woman's high, firm, and plump buttocks pressed against him, squeezing and playing with them desperately.

After Jiang Hanqing grabbed and played with her buttocks like that, the Holy Mother's lust seemed to be instantly aroused. She pressed her mouth to Jiang Hanqing's ear, breathing heavily, and said, "These three guys were spies sent by the enemy to infiltrate my ranks a year ago!...I...actually wanted to kill them a long time ago, but I hoped to use them to send back some false information, which is why I kept them alive until today!...Seeing you so jealous and angry for me just now...I was very happy...so I killed these three sluts to...appease you!"

Jiang Hanqing's mind was almost completely consumed by burning lust, but the Holy Mother's sudden words brought him back to his senses slightly from his utter depravity. He desperately used the last shred of his reason to restrain his urge to immediately embrace the Holy Mother Palace Master and take her to bed. He asked with difficulty, "Are they enemy spies?...Which side are they on? And what's the deal with that Holy Maiden Sect Master and our alliance? Palace Master, can you tell me everything?"

As he asked these questions, Jiang Hanqing's hand reached into the Holy Mother Palace Master's buttocks, gently kneading her sensitive labia and anus, hoping to arouse her lust and temporarily distract her, causing her to inadvertently reveal the truth.

However, Jiang Hanqing's hopes were quickly dashed. Although the Holy Mother Palace Master was also driven mad by lust, she still did not reveal what Jiang Hanqing wanted to know. Her answer was the same as before: "I will not tell you now under any circumstances... You will know when the time is right!"

A thought flashed through Jiang Hanqing's mind: "This old hag isn't as lustful as she seems on the surface; she's clearly still very clear-headed! Sigh! I really don't know how to deal with her! Which side are those three undercover agents on? Why did she suddenly decide to kill them?... Hmph! Anyway, it's definitely not to take care of my feelings!"

The Holy Mother's hand suddenly intensified its caress on his penis, and Jiang Hanqing groaned comfortably. Lust suddenly filled his mind, leaving him no time to think about anything else. Throwing his worries to the back of his mind, Jiang Hanqing quickly turned around, picked up the Holy Mother's alluring naked body, and walked to the bedside.

The Holy Mother curled up against Jiang Hanqing's chest, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, giggling softly. She looked just like a young girl in heat.

Jiang Hanqing gently laid the Holy Mother down on the bedside, lewdly looking at her naked body lying on her back. "Alright! Without those two pesky brats, I can finally have some fun with you, my esteemed Holy Mother! Did those two brats enjoy themselves?"

He had originally planned to verbally humiliate the Holy Mother first, but this seasoned woman wouldn't let him get away with it. Her answer was completely unexpected.

"Qing'er, I've been wondering what it would be like if you let that slut of a mother be played with by two little guys? Wouldn't that bitch be even more wanton than I was just now? Hehe! Qing'er, next time, let me train that whore of yours! I'll find two ugly boys to play with that sow, okay? I really long to see that scene! Tsk tsk!"

The Holy Mother spoke rapidly, her chest heaving. The lewd glint in her eyes revealed her boundless desire to humiliate Yin Yufeng. Her slightly dazed, excited expression immediately made Jiang Hanqing realize that she was fantasizing about Yin Yufeng being humiliated by two ugly boys.

Jiang Hanqing was clearly stunned by the Holy Mother's lewd thoughts, frozen in place, completely unresponsive.

Although Jiang Hanqing had long since turned his mother into his sex slave, they had always played their sadomasochistic game in secret. He had never imagined letting other men see his mother's noble body, let alone letting other men, especially two ugly boys, ravage his mother!

He stared at the Holy Mother, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions: surprise, anger, fear, excitement, and even a faint, deep-seated desire.

"Palace Master, what...what did you say? I..." He couldn't believe that the Holy Mother Palace Master would make such a lewd request to his face, and such a thought was so cruel and humiliating to his mother, the Grand Marshal of the Empire. It could even be said that this thought exceeded the scope of lewd play he had always been able to accept.

Looking at the young man standing there dumbfounded with a look of astonishment, the Holy Mother Palace Master revealed a cruel yet lustful lewd smile, slowly but clearly uttering a few words. If Yin Yufeng were present and heard these words, she might be so enraged that she would draw her sword and chop the Holy Mother Palace Master into mincemeat on the spot, or she might be so frightened by the Holy Mother Palace Master's cruel idea that she would faint on the spot. Of course, for a noblewoman like her, who had already become her own son's sex toy, the unprecedented humiliation might also have made her even more excited.

"I know you've turned your mother into your sex slave! You must think you've finished training that beast, right? No! I can tell you definitively, you haven't!

You can play with her body at will, but can you make her obey any order you give her? Can you make her walk naked in front of your army? Can you make her let other men play with her? Can you make her accept your manipulation and humiliation in front of everyone? Can you make her declare to the whole world that she has become your sex slave? You need to understand that making a mother your son's sex slave is far more dangerous than making a..." "It's much easier for a noble military commander to become a shameless, promiscuous prostitute! Only when you are certain that your mother can do everything I've said can you say you've completely trained her! Are you sure? Can you make the decision to do these things yourself and get your mother to agree? Are you sure your mother is truly under your control, or are you being manipulated and used by her? Answer me!"

Although shocked and even frightened by the Holy Mother's terrifying words, Jiang Hanqing knew perfectly well that neither he nor his mother could do what she described. So he could only shake his head in response to the Holy Mother's questioning. He wanted to say that he wouldn't let his mother do these things, but the Holy Mother didn't intend for him to speak. She remained lying on the bed, not sitting up, but gestured firmly for Jiang Hanqing to continue listening to her.

The Holy Mother Palace Master continued with a laugh, "If you can't do these things, you're hardly the sect leader! I think you might be being used by your mother! She's just using you to satisfy her own lewd desires! Han Qing, come on! Hand your mother over to me, and I'll make her an ideal slave! I'll make her completely submit to you, her son, body and soul!"

Looking at the woman's longing expression and the seductive way she twisted her lower body and writhed her legs, Jiang Han Qing knew this woman was fantasizing about humiliating his mother and was finding it incredibly exciting. Jiang Han Qing sneered inwardly, thinking, "You slut! You dare to make a move on my mother? Hmph! Let's hear what you're planning first!"

Having made up his mind, Jiang Han Qing forced a cold smile and slowly said, "Great Palace Master, you want Han Qing to hand over my mother..." "You're going to train my mother? ...Then tell me, if I hand my mother over to you for training, what exactly do you plan to do?"

The Holy Mother Palace Master said with a face full of longing, "I'll lock her in the dungeon, then make her wear chains and collars, and make her act like a bitch! I'll also get a few little boys, the ugliest of the ugly, to relentlessly ravage her. I'll also send people to make her crawl like a dog in front of strangers, and then take her to a brothel to work as a prostitute for a few days! Once the men of the world know that the invincible Phoenix General is working as a prostitute, the doors of that brothel will be bursting open! If possible, I'll also order this slut to ride a naked horse in front of my army! Haha! I also want to..."

The Holy Mother Palace Master rambled on about her vicious plans to train Yin Yufeng, while vigorously kneading her full breasts with both hands, and occasionally inserting her fingers into her vagina and moving them in and out. Her actions showed how much she longed to humiliate Yin Yufeng's body. Jiang Hanqing had no doubt that if his mother, Yin Yufeng, were to appear before the Holy Mother Palace Master at this moment, this cruel woman would undoubtedly torture her until she was unrecognizable!

Indeed! A beautiful and invincible female commander like Yin Yufeng was the ideal object of desire for all the lewd men and women in the world. To turn such a beautiful, noble, and unattainable invincible female commander into a lewd beast, to strip her of her supreme status as an army commander, to strip her of her dignity as a noblewoman, and even to completely destroy her innate self-respect and dignity as a woman and a mother—this was something countless cruel men and women dreamed of!

At this moment, listening to the Holy Mother Palace Master's incessantly uttered vicious thoughts, Jiang Hanqing's anger gradually rose, and his face grew increasingly pale. He simply could not imagine his beloved mother being cruelly played with by another man as the Holy Mother Palace Master described! This was far beyond what he could bear.

After enduring it again and again, Jiang Hanqing finally could not control his anger. He abruptly interrupted the Holy Mother, shouting angrily, "Enough! I'm telling you! I absolutely will not allow anyone to toy with my mother! I..."

The Holy Mother was taken aback by Jiang Hanqing's outburst. A moment later, however, she burst into laughter. Her naked body rolled around on the bed, writhing in laughter.

Enraged by her laughter, Jiang Hanqing reached out and pinned her rolling body down, slapping her high, round buttocks several times.

"What are you laughing at! What's so funny!" The sharp sound of his hand striking her large buttocks made the Holy Mother wince slightly in pain, letting out a soft groan, but her smile remained undiminished.

Jiang Hanqing's face was ashen. He pinched and squeezed the Holy Mother's body, gritting his teeth

as he said, "You wretch, if you dare to lay a finger on my mother again! I'll teach you a lesson!" The Holy Mother, in pain, hurriedly begged for mercy, "Qing-ge'er, spare me! I was wrong! Please forgive me!" As she spoke, she crawled in front of Jiang Hanqing, tightly hugging his legs, rubbing her face against his genitals. Her seductive and coquettish manner was completely at odds with her usual noble image.

As soon as Jiang Hanqing stopped, the Holy Mother suddenly leaped into his arms. Nestled in Jiang Hanqing's arms, she lightly punched him with her small fists, playfully scolding, "You heartless little devil! Do you really think I have no place in your heart? No matter how good your mother is, am I not even worth a finger of hers? Honestly! Tell me, what is it about me that you think is inferior to your slutty mother? Was I born to be treated like this?"

After being coaxed and pleaded with by the Holy Mother Palace Mistress for a while, Jiang Hanqing's anger gradually subsided, but the sadistic desires deep within him began to rise again. He began to ponder carefully what the Holy Mother Palace Mistress had just said.

The words of the Holy Mother Palace Master about the depraved and abusive treatment of Yin Yufeng were something Jiang Hanqing had never considered before, and absolutely dared not even think about. Although his mother was completely obedient to him when they were in the secret chamber, allowing him to abuse, humiliate, and play with her as he pleased—she would never dare to act like a dog if he asked her to—outside the chamber, everything remained the same, and she dared not show the slightest trace of it in front of others.

Now, after hearing the Holy Mother Palace Master's words, Jiang Hanqing's initial anger gradually subsided, but he began to feel that what she said actually made a lot of sense.

"I have always felt that I have completely controlled my mother's mind and body. But if I really ask my mother to do those things? Will she obey? When we are alone in the secret chamber, she can abandon her dignity as a mother, but if I ask her to expose her identity as a sex slave in front of outsiders, will she agree? Will she let me play with her in front of others?"

Although he had never tried these things with his mother, Yin Yufeng, Jiang Hanqing was completely certain that his mother would refuse his requests. Suddenly, Jiang Hanqing even began to doubt the results of his past "training.

" "Did my mother become so lewd because of my training? Was she inherently pure? No! Her essence was lewd and evil! My training was merely an opportunity for her, or rather, an excuse for her to openly unleash the lewd nature hidden deep within her heart!" Jiang Hanqing recalled the first time he had begun training his mother.

It was fifteen years ago, one night in his mother's Western Regions military camp, after a celebration of her historic victory against the enemy. The then thirteen-year-old Jiang Hanqing raped his mother, who had been plied with alcohol by his soldiers until she was dizzy. To Jiang Hanqing's surprise, when his mother regained consciousness, she didn't blame him. Instead, she became addicted to the thrill of incestuous affairs with him, and ultimately, under his seduction and training, she became addicted to the pleasures of being abused.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Jiang Hanqing's mind: "Perhaps my mother's seemingly noble body harbored a lewd desire, waiting for an opportunity to be released. Later, she merely used the illusion of being trained by me to cover up her innate lust! Maybe before I raped her, she was already hoping to sleep with me! Humph!" With

this thought, Jiang Hanqing found it increasingly plausible. Recalling the past, it seemed that even before he first raped his mother, Yin Yufeng had often made various seductive gestures towards him. Even

when her son Jiang Hanqing was ten years old, Yin Yufeng still made him sleep in the same bed at night: on cold nights, Jiang Hanqing liked to cling tightly to his mother's body while sleeping, and Yin Yufeng would often use her plump thighs to clamp her son's legs, saying it would keep him warm; she would also often, after bathing, walk around in front of her son wearing only a bra and underpants.

Jiang Hanqing now had a completely different understanding of his mother than before. He even began to doubt whether he had raped her or whether she had seduced him. A surge of anger quickly arose in Jiang Hanqing's heart towards his "licentious mother."

"That bitch! Now that I think about it, she must have deliberately seduced me! And then she pretended to be innocent in front of me, even claiming I raped her and that she had no choice but to fall into depravity! Humph! You licentious woman, just you wait… When you return to the capital, I'll teach you a lesson! This time, you won't have any freedom or ease! I'll train you, this licentious bitch, until you're absolutely obedient!"

Imagining himself using various cruel methods to deeply train his mother's sensitive, sadistic body for the second time in his life, Jiang Hanqing's lips curled into a cruel, lewd smile.

The Holy Mother Palace Mistress chuckled, "What? Qing-ge'er, have you come to your senses now? Are you willing to hand your mother over to me for training? Don't worry, I will... Ouch! Qing-ge'er, don't be in such a hurry!... Ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Hanqing forcefully flipped her naked body over, making her lie face down on the bed. Holding her slender waist with both hands, Jiang Hanqing quickly thrust his penis into her vagina. Before the Holy Mother Palace Mistress could fully react, the tip of his penis had already struck the very core of her flower, sending a shiver of pleasure through her.

As Jiang Hanqing thrust his penis forcefully, reveling in the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's exquisite cunt, he said viciously to her, "You slut! You wish! Let me tell you, don't even dream about it! ...I'll train that old sow myself! No other man will touch my mother's body! But...if I can let you assist in my training. Hehe! With a cruel woman like you by my side, my mother will definitely be very excited!" Imagining the scene of

the Holy Mother Palace Mistress assisting in the torture of his mother's exquisite body while he was training her, and his mother's pitiful and beautiful appearance as she cried in pain, Jiang Hanqing's penis seemed to grow even thicker than usual, filling the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's cunt completely.

Under Jiang Hanqing's ministrations, the Holy Mother Palace Mistress trembled violently, shouting, "Good! I'll make that slut who seduced her own son cry with pleasure! I'll make her drink my piss... oh... and I'll stick a wooden stick into her cunt all day long, and she's not allowed to take it out..."

Hearing the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's excited shouts, Jiang Hanqing became even more frenzied. He grabbed the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's hair, in a position like reining in a horse, his lower body thrusting wildly like a drum.

The sound of their naked genitals colliding mingled with their moans and cries, creating an exceptionally lewd atmosphere. And these two frenzied lovers continued to discuss the methods they planned to use to discipline Yin Yufeng in the future.

"I want to play with her genitals in front of outsiders. That way, that slut will definitely cum on the spot."

As Jiang Hanqing said this, the Holy Mother Palace Master desperately tightened her lower body, gripping his penis and shaking it vigorously. She added, "It would be best to secretly play with your mother's cunt in front of your father. That bitch will definitely cum to death! Also... make her wear a sadomasochistic leather outfit, tie her up with a dog leash, and find an opportunity to take her for a stroll in the street! Haha! The lewd looks from passersby will definitely make her faint! Oh... just thinking about it makes me so happy! Princess! I can't take it anymore! Princess!... I'm going to cum! Princess!"

The Holy Mother Palace Master's vagina, which had been laughing lewdly, suddenly tightened, and she really did cum. And this time the amount was greater than before, showing that she was more excited than ever before. Jiang Hanqing, who still hadn't ejaculated, continued to enjoy the pleasure brought by the wet vagina, but then a thought flashed through his mind, and he thought of something else.

"This bitch must have thought it was exciting to come up with such a way to humiliate my mother! Maybe these methods will even work on her? That's right! When she mentioned making my mother wear a leather coat and walk her down the street on a dog leash, she immediately became excited and ejaculated! If she could experience that feeling herself, wouldn't she... Could this be the key to conquering this unpredictable old hag?"

Jiang Hanqing suddenly saw a glimmer of hope in subduing the Holy Mother Palace Master, and his joy quickly reached its peak for the day.

The extremely excited young master of the Jiang family stretched out one hand and slapped the Holy Mother Palace Master's buttocks repeatedly, shouting, "Get up! You bitch! You damned mare! Get up! Giddy up! Giddy up!" With one hand forcefully pulling the Holy Mother Palace Master's disheveled hair and the other hand forcefully striking her alluring, plump buttocks, Jiang Hanqing's posture was exactly like that of someone actually riding a mare.

The Holy Mother Palace Mistress, who had just been lying motionless on the bed like a dead dog, gradually sat up under his repeated urging and began a new round of writhing.

The two naked bodies writhed wildly, performing the most lewd scene of the day. They wanted to draw motivation from this passionate lovemaking to face a new round of challenges!

Chapter Sixty-One: Torture and Lust

Chapter Sixty-One: Torture and Lust

When Jiang Hanqing emerged from the Holy Mother Palace Master's room, it was already past midnight. The exhausted Holy Mother Palace Master lay limp on the bed like a dead pig, completely unresponsive to Jiang Hanqing's departure.

The two palace maids standing outside were utterly astonished to see a man emerge so nonchalantly. They stood there dumbfounded, unable to move.

Jiang Hanqing recognized one of the maids as the one who had persuaded the Holy Mother Palace Master to spare her life with a single sentence when he first entered. He didn't recognize the other maid; she was likely sent by the steward to replace the murdered maid. Seeing the two girls' surprised expressions, Jiang Hanqing was naturally also somewhat suspicious.

"Why were they so surprised to see me come out? Has no man ever come out of there before? So…"

At this moment, the maid who had been there earlier realized what was happening. She recognized Jiang Hanqing and, recalling the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's friendly attitude towards him, the quick-witted girl knew that this handsome young man must be someone of great importance. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Young Master, you've come out! This servant is here to thank you for saving my life!"

The other maid, though unaware of the situation, also cleverly knelt down and kowtowed as well. The maidservants greeted the young master, saying, "This servant greets you!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded slightly and replied indifferently, "Hmm! No need for formalities! You may both rise!"

Once the two maidservants had stood up, Jiang Hanqing asked them suspiciously, "When I came out just now, why did you both look so surprised? Could it be... could it be that those who go in never come out?"

The two maidservants trembled slightly at Jiang Hanqing's words, exchanged glances, and then looked worriedly towards the door of the Holy Mother Palace Master's room for a while before nodding slightly.

Jiang Hanqing inwardly exclaimed, "Good heavens!" This confirmed that anyone taken in and toyed with by the Holy Mother Palace Master was doomed, adding another layer to her understanding of the Holy Mother Palace Master's ruthlessness.

Suddenly remembering the two ugly boys and the young maidservant in the room filled with corpses, Jiang Hanqing couldn't help but ask the two maidservants, "Do you know the identities of the two men and one woman inside?"

The two maidservants looked towards the door in terror and hurriedly waved their hands, indicating they didn't know. The maid who had been saved by Jiang Hanqing earlier put her finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, pointed towards the Holy Mother Palace Mistress's room, and then pitifully bowed repeatedly to Jiang Hanqing. Judging from her appearance, she was clearly afraid of being executed by the Holy Mother Palace Mistress if she answered Jiang Hanqing's questions.

Seeing the two maids' nervous and pitiful appearance, Jiang Hanqing knew they wouldn't say much out of fear of their mistress's authority, and couldn't bear to make things difficult for them. She nodded slightly, said nothing more to the two maids, and turned to walk outside.

Reaching the main hall, Jiang Hanqing was surprised to find that the Goddess Palace Mistress, Jiang Xiaoyun, had already returned. The beautiful Goddess Palace Mistress was sitting in the central seat of the hall, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

Realizing someone had come from the back, the Goddess Palace Mistress snapped out of her reverie. Upon seeing Jiang Hanqing, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"When did Hanqing arrive? Did you meet the Grand Palace Master later?"

Jiang Hanqing naturally dared not be careless towards this female demon who was second only to the Holy Mother Palace Master in the Hidden Sect. She quickly reported to her the things she had discussed with the Holy Mother Palace Master earlier.

After listening to Jiang Hanqing's account, the Goddess Palace Master nodded slightly and said, "What the Grand Palace Master said is absolutely right! For now, leave Shi Yanying alone and let her focus on dealing with the Wang family's traitors! Hmph! Your master, Wang Mingsi, that villain, has been eager to rebel, and now that he's suffered such a great loss

at Shi Yanying's hands, he naturally won't let it go! You should sit back and watch the tigers fight, and wait for them to fight to the death. You can take this opportunity to strengthen your family's own power and prepare for the final battle." She paused, then said coldly, "As for those traitors from the Xian Sect, don't worry! The Grand Palace Master and I will naturally deal with them for you! Hmph! Let's start with your second uncle, Jiang Haotian!"

Thinking that she could finally get rid of Jiang Haotian, that thorn in her side, Jiang Hanqing was overjoyed, but still asked, "Is my second uncle actually a member of the Xian Sect?" "Whether or not he's colluding with them, we can't be completely sure yet. To act so rashly..."

The Goddess Palace Master resolutely interrupted him, saying, "Regardless of whether he's from the Manifest Sect or not, if he poses a threat to you, you must eliminate him! Hmph! Our two palaces have been deploying manpower in the capital for over a month; now it's time for us to make our move! You don't think we've been idly playing around, do you?"

Jiang Hanqing, who had been grinning from ear to ear upon hearing that the two palaces were going to eliminate dissidents, hurriedly and respectfully replied, "Qing'er has always held both palace masters in high esteem; please don't be suspicious!" Seeing the Goddess Palace Master nod

in satisfaction, Jiang Hanqing seized the opportunity to ask, "So, what's the plan for our cooperation with the Holy Maiden Sect?"

A cold glint flashed in the Goddess Palace Master's eyes; though fleeting, Jiang Hanqing saw it clearly.

Just as Jiang Hanqing felt a chill run down her spine, she heard the Goddess Palace Master say, feigning nonchalance, "I will tell you about the Saintess Sect later. Until then, remember, do not ask any more questions!"

Her tone became quite forceful towards the end, carrying a hint of intimidation.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanqing dared not ask any more questions and could only nod and agree repeatedly.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the Goddess Palace Master said to Jiang Hanqing, "Hanqing, go back and focus on handling your family's affairs. We, from both palaces, will actively share your burdens in dealing with Xianzong and Wang Mingsi. You don't need to worry!"

Having received the Goddess Palace Master's assurance, Jiang Hanqing was overjoyed and had no other thoughts. She hurriedly thanked the Goddess Palace Master profusely. However, the Goddess Palace Master was clearly impatient to say anything more to him. She frowned, waved her hand, and said, "If there's nothing else, you can go back now! It's getting late, and I won't keep you any longer!"

Jiang Hanqing readily agreed and hurriedly got up to take his leave.

As he walked out of the main hall, he secretly glanced back and saw the Goddess Palace Master sitting there lost in thought, wondering what she was thinking about. Jiang Hanqing was naturally very puzzled.

As he turned to leave, Jiang Hanqing muttered to himself, "What could make the Goddess Palace Master so lost in thought? It must be something serious, right? Her expression was quite strange when she mentioned the Holy Maiden Sect earlier. Could this matter be related to the Holy Maiden Sect?"

It was nearly midnight when he emerged from the hidden place of the two Palace Masters of the Holy Maiden Sect.

Standing on the deserted street in the official residence, Jiang Hanqing's stomach suddenly growled twice. He then realized that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Jiang Hanqing initially intended to rush home and have the cook prepare a meal, but after a moment's thought, he changed his mind. He decided to stroll alone to the night market of Yong'an Prefecture. Jiang Hanqing randomly chose a restaurant, went upstairs, and found a seat by the window. He ordered two jugs of good wine and a couple of casual snacks, then sat there drinking alone.

Because he had warmed up from walking, he downed the wine in one go as soon as it was placed on the table. In a short while, he had finished the entire jug.

The effects of the alcohol slowly rose to his head, and the slight dizziness made Jiang Hanqing feel a little weak, but he also felt increasingly relaxed.

Jiang Hanqing was so relaxed today, partly because of the rare opportunity to drink alone, but mainly because the two palace masters were finally about to take concrete action to support his cause. Although he was slightly alarmed to learn from the two palace masters that the Wang family's preparations for the rebellion far exceeded the Jiang family's expectations, he was already aware of the Wang family's situation. Moreover, Shi Yanying's forceful attack would inevitably restrain the Wang family's actions, indirectly giving the Jiang family a buffer period to adjust their plans and await the opportune moment for a counterattack.

While leisurely drinking and eating, enjoying the lively scene below the restaurant, Jiang Hanqing temporarily forgot the endless troubles that had plagued his mind for months, completely casting aside the endless worries caused by the tense situation.

He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time. At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything, not even the idea of becoming emperor.

Looking out the window, the streets of Yong'an Prefecture were brightly lit in the night, bustling with pedestrians, the sounds of hawking and bargaining rising and falling, a scene as lively as daytime.

For several months, Yong'an Prefecture was much quieter than usual, in the days following the devastating news of the Imperial Expeditionary Force's defeat at Qiut. The Imperial capital suddenly became lifeless, as if the entire city had fallen into an icy valley. But Yong'an Prefecture was, after all, the capital of the vast Xia Empire. The empire had spent hundreds of years building this capital, expending countless human and material resources, storing immeasurable wealth and goods within its walls. Not to mention its nearly one million inhabitants, the numerous official roads extending throughout the empire, the merchants from all directions gathering here, and the mountains of goods from around the world, were enough to make it a renowned commercial center. It was precisely because of its uniquely advantageous conditions that, after a short time, once the pain of defeat had faded, it quickly recovered its former vitality.

And when news of Yin Yufeng's historic victory in the Western Regions reached the capital last month, Yong'an Prefecture's prosperity reached unprecedented heights. Some of the common people who had once sensed the empire's gradual decline now cast aside the tension, disappointment, and frustration of the past few months because of this unprecedented victory. In their eyes, the empire was not only not declining, but had instead reached a new peak of prosperity. Merchants from all

over the empire, having received news of the great victory in the Western Regions, began to converge on the capital, preparing to embark on a trading expedition to the Western Regions once the situation calmed down. Large quantities of goods destined for the Western Regions and even further west were continuously transported to the capital, awaiting the opportunity to be diverted westward.

For these reasons, Yong'an Prefecture had now reached its historical peak of prosperity. Every resident of this city felt excited and proud of its prosperity and bustle.

Jiang Hanqing, sitting atop the tavern, gazing down at the city, felt the same way.

"Yong'an Prefecture! Yong'an Prefecture! Where else in the world can you find a city as prosperous as this? Even Sunset City in the Western Regions, hailed as the empire's second largest city, is far from half as prosperous as Yong'an Prefecture. Alas!..."

Thinking of Sunset City, Jiang Hanqing felt a surge of emotion. That was the city where his beloved mother resided! "Mother, have you received the Emperor's decree? When will you be able to return to the capital? Do you know how much your son misses you!"

Suddenly, his mother's beautiful and noble image appeared in his mind. Jiang Hanqing seemed to see his mother standing before him, displaying her naked, sensual body: her figure was still as full and beautiful as when she left him, her full breasts and high, rounded buttocks making every man want to hold her in his arms and knead her.

Jiang Hanqing fantasized about his mother's beautiful body, and before he knew it, a tent had been pitched in his lower body. His thoughts then turned to his plans for how to humiliate her in the future.

"I want her to go out every day without underwear. No! That's not good! Let me think again… Hmm… That's it! I'll have a pair of iron underwear made for her. Hehe! Wearing this iron underwear, the cold iron will surely make her hot vulva wet with pleasure. Oh! And… I'll also put two iron rods in the crotch of the underwear, one in her vagina and one in her anus. That way, every time she puts on those pants, two iron rods will be inserted into her two wanton holes. Hehe!"

Imagining his mother's wanton reaction after wearing the underwear her own son had made for her, Jiang Hanqing felt a dryness in his mouth.

He picked up the wine jug and took two big gulps. The fragrant wine slid down his dry throat and into his stomach, and Jiang Hanqing immediately felt much better.

Catching his breath and calming his burgeoning emotions, Jiang Hanqing continued to devise his "grand plan" to discipline his wanton mother.

"When Father is present, taking advantage of his back being turned, I'll lift Mother's skirt from behind and fondle her inner thighs, or knead her breasts. This will naturally arouse Mother's lust, yet she'll be terrified that Father will suddenly turn around and discover her. That thrilling pleasure of having an affair with her son… Haha! Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited! Mother will be in heaven!"

Jiang Hanqing imagined the expression his mother might have at that moment—a complex mix of excitement, discomfort, agitation, pain, desire, and fear. Although her body was already unbearably itchy from her son's ministrations, yearning for his penis to penetrate her immediately, she couldn't even breathe heavily because her husband was present, let alone moan or undress for bed. She could only blush, breathe heavily, and bitterly endure the arousal brought on by her son's caresses. While writhing her body to accommodate her son's play, she also had to be constantly wary of her husband suddenly turning around.

A surge of heat rushed to Jiang Hanqing's head. Imagining his mother's agonizing dilemma in that situation, the handsome young man couldn't help but reveal a cruel grin.

"I'll also put aphrodisiacs on those two iron rods in her panties, so that once she puts them on, her lower body will itch unbearably. I want to see how this usually aloof imperial phoenix will endure that agonizing itch. It would be best if she couldn't resist and embarrassed herself on the spot!"

Having completely regarded his mother as a toy to vent his lust, Jiang Hanqing didn't care about her losing face in public. The more he humiliated that slutty woman who seduced his son, the more he would satisfy his cruel desires.

"Choose an opportune moment, have her wear a revealing leather outfit, and lead her on a rope to a brothel. Hehe! Although I absolutely cannot let other men penetrate my mother's body, I can let them admire it. If they like, I can even allow them to touch that slut's breasts and buttocks. Hehe! My mother will definitely be even more excited by this! Only by humiliating her in this way can I completely destroy her self-esteem, make her completely abandon her identity as 'Invincible Flying Phoenix,' and become a sex slave bitch at my beck and call. Only then can I firmly grasp her in my hands, enjoy her to my heart's content, and have no more scruples!"

In the past, Jiang Hanqing cruelly humiliated his mother because his sadomasochistic fetish determined that his way of expressing love was through cruel torture. But at this moment, in Jiang Hanqing's heart, besides the deep love he once had for his mother, there was more of an emotion of anger and disgust.

All along, Jiang Hanqing believed that he had completely controlled his mother, not only her lewd body, but also her noble soul.

However, after the conversation with the Holy Mother Palace Mistress during their sexual intercourse, Jiang Hanqing had a bad feeling.

The Holy Mother Palace Mistress's words made Jiang Hanqing begin to feel that he might have been deceived by his beloved mother to some extent. He realized that he might not have truly and completely controlled his mother, especially her proud and domineering mentality.

Undoubtedly, Yin Yufeng deeply loved her son Jiang Hanqing, just as Jiang Hanqing deeply loved his mother. This illicit love between mother and son directly influenced the sexual relationship between Jiang Hanqing and Yin Yufeng.

For the sadistic Jiang Hanqing, the cruel humiliation of his mother's body was precisely the best way for him to express his boundless love for her. He also hoped that his mother would surrender to him, the man nominally her son but in reality her husband, in the way he favored. In other words, he hoped that his beloved mother would completely submit to him, both physically and emotionally, so that he could enjoy her affection and, in turn, love her even more. Yin Yufeng understood this as well, which is why she willingly accepted her son's various forms of painful discipline, all to make him understand that she deeply loved him.

The reason Jiang Hanqing believed that his mother had been completely subdued was because, under his years of training, his mother, Yin Yufeng, had become able to accept almost all of his sexual abuse and humiliation. As the supreme ruler of the empire in the Western Regions, the renowned Flying Phoenix General, Yin Yufeng could abandon all dignity in front of her son. She could urinate, defecate, and bleed in front of him; she could also insert a leather whip into her anus as a tail and crawl around in front of him like a female dog; as for common torture methods such as binding, hanging upside down, whipping, dripping wax, pulling her labia with iron clamps, and piercing her nipples with steel needles, she was utterly unfazed. As long as they were in bed together, she could completely transform into a female dog in heat, allowing her son to play with her at will. Later, she even succumbed to her son's demands and offered up her adopted daughter, Xisili, making her also a sexual object for her son, resulting in a three-way sexual act between mother and son. It was indeed no exaggeration to say that she had become her son's sex slave and sex toy.

Because of these realities, Jiang Hanqing had always believed that his mother had completely surrendered to him.

However, the words of the Holy Mother Palace Master shook his confidence.

"Although my mother loves me, upon closer reflection, she isn't as obedient to me as she seems on the surface. If I were to ask her to do what the Holy Mother Palace Master said, she would definitely fly into a rage. I remember back in the Western Regions, there was once..."

A memory deeply buried in Jiang Hanqing's mind gradually came to light. It was an incident that occurred eight years ago when he and his mother were still serving in the Western Regions army.

Year 628 of the Empire's founding era, winter, Sunset City in the Western Regions of the Empire.

The cold wind was like a knife, and white snow drifted down. The world had turned into a vast expanse of white. The

usually bustling and lively Sunset City had become a lifeless and desolate city under the onslaught of this once-in-a-decade blizzard.

Although it was still daytime office hours, the Western Regions Governor's Office, located in the center of Sunset City, lacked its usual lively atmosphere. No one could endure the swirling snow and leave their warm room to conduct business. Even the maids in the Western Regions Governor's Mansion were all huddled in the rooms with burning stoves, warming themselves by the fire. No one wanted to go outside unless absolutely necessary. The entire mansion was deserted except for the Fengxiang Army guards on duty.

In the back courtyard of the mansion was another large courtyard, also deserted. Even the main hall and the east warm pavilion were deathly silent, except for the west warm pavilion where someone was still moving about. The firelight cast shadows on the windows, clearly revealing a man and a woman inside.

Fifteen-year-old Jiang Hanqing sat cross-legged on the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), wearing only a thin fur coat. Although it was freezing outside, the room with its burning stove and kang offered no respite from the harshness of winter; the warm air made him want to sleep.

Jiang Hanqing held a slender leather whip in his hand, gently waving it. Beside him lay a finely crafted saddle. The saddle sheath was studded with diamonds, and the entire saddle, including the stirrups, was made of gold.

Yin Yufeng, dressed in a brightly colored phoenix robe, stood in front of the kang (a heated brick bed) and said to her son in a humble voice, "Qing'er, look, it's broad daylight! You call me 'Mother'... This... If my men come to report something and find out, how will I command them in the future!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Hanqing angrily shouted, "You're always like this! When someone wants you, you use all sorts of excuses to refuse! Humph! If you don't want to, fine! I'm going to go play with Sister Xisili! Don't come to me when you want to be with someone in the future!" As Jiang Hanqing spoke, he jumped off the kang and made a move to go outside.

Seeing that her son was truly angry and about to leave, Yin Yufeng quickly grabbed his sleeve and said softly, "Good son, it's not that Mom won't do it for you. It's just... it's broad daylight, it wouldn't be good if the men saw us. If it got back to your father, it would be an unforgivable crime! My little darling, don't be angry! Just bear with it a little longer, Mom will play with you tonight, okay?"

Yin Yufeng's tone was so weak that it was almost a plea for her son's forgiveness. The usually resolute and decisive in front of others was now so gentle in front of her son; if others saw it, they would hardly believe it was true.

However, Jiang Hanqing completely ignored his mother's gentle attitude. He roughly shook off his mother's slender hand that was grabbing his sleeve and said impatiently, "If you're going to do it, then do it! If you're not going to do it, then forget it! What's with all this talk about tonight? Why are you nagging so much?" With that, Jiang Hanqing made a move to rush out, his face full of anger.

Yin Yufeng couldn't hold back any longer. She lunged forward and pulled her son into her arms, playfully scolding, "Qing'er, you're so disobedient! I told you, it's not like I won't let you, it's just... oh... you... don't want to!"

Before she could finish speaking, her son's hands had already taken the opportunity to squeeze and play with her breasts.

Jiang Hanqing's face revealed a beastly grin as he kneaded and squeezed his mother's breasts through her phoenix robe, sometimes suddenly squeezing hard or pressing them inwards.

Yin Yufeng's body twisted gently. Whenever Jiang Hanqing squeezed or pressed her breasts, her body would tremble violently, and she would immediately let out excited moans.

Under her son's wild yet skillful manipulation, her breathing grew louder, and the amplitude of her body's twisting increased. She closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and held her son's head tightly in her hands, pressing his face firmly against her breasts, while twisting her waist forcefully, letting her full breasts rub against her son's face.

Even through the phoenix robe, Jiang Hanqing could still feel the fullness of his mother's breasts. He let his mother rub her face against her breasts, enjoying the pleasure of their fullness and elasticity. Jiang Hanqing then slid his hands, which had been kneading his mother's breasts, down her slender waist.

His hands slowly glided over her sensitive waist; even through the clothing, the tingling sensation was enough to make Yin Yufeng's body go limp, and she leaned against her son.

Jiang Hanqing was burying his face in his mother's breasts, rubbing against them, enjoying the pleasurable elasticity of their high, firm breasts. Suddenly, he felt his mother lean closer, her breasts pressing against his face so tightly he almost couldn't breathe.

He quickly supported his mother's waist, lifting his face from her breasts to look at her.

The invincible phoenix of the empire now had rosy cheeks, her eyes watery, looking exceptionally beautiful. Her rosy lips parted slightly, and she breathed softly. Her sexy appearance would make any normal man want to pounce on her and kiss her.

Jiang Hanqing smiled smugly at her mother and said, "Are you going to let me or not? If you still don't want to, I'm leaving! Don't waste my time and energy; I need to save it to play with Sister Xisili!"

When she said this, Jiang Hanqing deliberately emphasized the word "energy" to remind her mother to pay attention. At the same time, she moved her hands behind her mother's back and suddenly gave her high, firm buttocks a hard squeeze.

Yin Yufeng, already aroused by her son's earlier play, clenched her legs tightly, pressing her thighs against her sensitive vulva in an attempt to relieve the itching sensation in her lower body. Her eyes, clouded with desire, were filled with longing as she gazed at her son.

His sudden attack on her buttocks elicited a soft "Ah!" from her.

She could no longer control her lust; all she wanted was for her son to quickly soothe her hot, itchy body, to play with her swollen, aching breasts, and to insert his enormous penis into her already wet vagina. Nothing else mattered to her.

Glancing at her son with eyes as gentle and captivating as autumn water, Yin Yufeng pouted and said in a cloying voice, "You naughty rascal, you're asking your mother if she's willing at a time like this?"

The thirty-five-year-old Yin Yufeng's demeanor, tone, and even her pouting lips completely lacked any maternal dignity; instead, she resembled a young girl coquettishly pleading with her beloved.

Such an expression, if made by a young girl, would naturally be innocent, charming, and adorable. But for someone her age and status to feign the innocence of a young girl was undeniably contrived, even somewhat disgusting!

However, for Jiang Hanqing, who was having incestuous sexual relations with his mother, this slightly disgusting action perfectly suited his desires. The more disgusting and degrading his mother's actions, the more it stimulated his cruel desire and sense of satisfaction in abusing his own mother.

Jiang Hanqing, smugly rubbing his mother's buttocks with one hand, said, "Tell me yourself! Are you willing or not? How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me! Answer me now, are you willing or not?"

His hand, through her skirt, slipped into her buttocks, rubbing against her anus. If his fingers could directly rub Yin Yufeng's anus, she would definitely feel great pleasure. But now, with the skirt in between, the barely perceptible stimulation was far from enough to give her pleasure; instead, it left her feeling unbearably itchy. She desperately twisted her hips, trying to gain greater pleasure by actively rubbing her anus against her son's fingers. But the phoenix robe skirt, which usually didn't seem particularly thick, now felt so hateful, rendering her efforts completely futile. Due to the violent twisting, sweat poured from her body, even soaking the skirt where Jiang Hanqing's fingers were pressing against her anus.

Yin Yufeng's hair, due to the violent twisting of her body, had also become slightly disheveled. She looked pitifully at her son and pleaded, "Qing'er, please! Let Mom have some pleasure! Mom will accept any request you make!"

But her pitiful appearance, covered in sweat and with disheveled hair, did not move her cruel son. He sneered and continued to play with his mother's buttocks through her skirt at his own pace.

Yin Yufeng groaned and cried out, panting heavily. She rubbed her breasts against her son's body, her taut abdomen constantly rubbing against his already erect penis, and her buttocks continued to twist forcefully, hoping to get even a little pleasure from her son's fingers.

At this moment, the scene of Jiang Hanqing playing with his mother Yin Yufeng was like someone teasing a dog with very delicious food.

The dog barked and jumped desperately, hoping that its owner would throw it the food. But the cruel owner, although constantly placing food in front of the dog, would always take it away just as the dog was about to put the food in its mouth.

"Qing'er, spare your mother! Take off your clothes and let me serve you properly!" Yin Yufeng continued to struggle, pleading desperately with her heartless son.

Jiang Hanqing coldly watched his mother struggling in lust and sneered, "You slut! Didn't you refuse to let me play with you just now? Why are you begging me now? You lowly bitch, you don't deserve to enjoy anything good!"

Yin Yufeng felt extremely excited by her son's cruel words, but she still felt a little humiliated, and tears welled up in her eyes.

It had been more than two years since she became her son Jiang Hanqing's personal sex slave. She had long been accustomed to her son's cruel manipulation, and even felt uncomfortable if she didn't get humiliated by him one day. But she was, after all, Jiang Hanqing's biological mother. As a famous commander and a wealthy noblewoman in the empire, the fact that she, at thirty-five, was being used as a sex toy by her fifteen-year-old son was still a source of humiliation and shame. Of course, this sense of humiliation and shame also stimulated her to better enjoy the pleasure brought by her incestuous affair with her son.

Although she cried because of the humiliation, for Yin Yufeng now, all she wanted was for her son to let her enjoy the penis she craved; everything else was irrelevant.

Sobbing softly, Yin Yufeng said to her son, "Yes! Mother is a lowly bitch, please punish me!"

Jiang Hanqing felt a surge of intoxication upon hearing his mother utter such despicable words, but his own words were even more ruthless.

"Alright then! Since you yourself demand punishment, I won't be polite! Now take off your clothes and get down on the ground!"

Thinking that her son was finally going to punish her lewd body, Yin Yufeng's lower body trembled with excitement.

She obediently and quickly took off her phoenix robe.

Underneath the beautiful, colorful phoenix robe was an incredibly alluring, mature woman's voluptuous body. Yin Yufeng was completely naked under the phoenix robe, clearly prepared to be played with by her son.

On Yin Yufeng's alluring naked body were numerous red whip marks, especially on her breasts and buttocks.

These were the "glorious achievements" left by Jiang Hanqing in the past.

Jiang Hanqing walked up to his mother, patted the inner part of her plump thighs, and gestured for her to open her legs.

Although she had been raped by her son countless times, standing naked in front of him to be played with still made Yin Yufeng feel embarrassed.

Covering her burning cheeks with her hands, Yin Yufeng obediently parted her legs slightly, revealing the triangular secret place at the base of her thighs.

Jiang Hanqing reached out and touched his mother's genitals. When he withdrew his hand, his fingertips were already covered with wet, lustful fluid.

"Mom, I haven't even started yet. You're already this horny?"

As Yin Yufeng cried at her son's cruel words, Jiang Hanqing smeared his lustful-staining fingers on his mother's trembling breasts. The semen smeared on her full breasts, still bearing the marks of whipping, leaving trails of lewdness that made Jiang Hanqing see his mother as even more wanton.

He slapped her hard on the buttocks, the sharp sound echoing as he yelled, "Bitch, get down on your knees!"

Yin Yufeng cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face as she knelt. Sobbing, she looked up at her son, pleading, "Qing'er, my whip marks haven't fully healed yet. Please forgive me this time, don't whip me!"

Jiang Hanqing grinned cruelly at his mother, coldly cursing, "A slut like you wants to beg for mercy? Bah! Shut up! If you upset me, I'll whip your ass until it's completely ripped apart!"

He spat on her face as she looked up at him, then kicked her buttocks, which swayed gently in the air.

Yin Yufeng screamed miserably, falling to the ground from her son's kick. Jiang Hanqing spat on her face, sticky and smelly, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to wipe it away, but fearing even more cruel punishment from her son, she had no choice but to endure it.

However, the old whip marks on her buttocks, which had not yet healed, were kicked by her son, causing them to bleed.

Jiang Hanqing appeared cruel to his mother, but deep down he loved her dearly. Seeing the old whip marks on her buttocks bleeding again from his kicks, he knew her body couldn't withstand any more cruel treatment today, and his heart softened. However, he refused to show weakness verbally, continuing to command his mother forcefully, "If you dare say another word, see how I deal with you! Now, help me take off my clothes!"

Yin Yufeng knew the man she lived with day and night, her son and husband, inside and out. Hearing that Jiang Hanqing, though verbally harsh, hadn't continued kicking her buttocks, she understood her son had agreed to her request and breathed

a long sigh of relief. Hearing her son's command, she dared not delay, immediately crawling to him and starting to remove his fur coat.

Jiang Hanqing wasn't wearing many clothes to begin with, and soon the lewd mother and son stood naked together. His already erect penis gently pressed against Yin Yufeng's lower abdomen, trembling occasionally.

Just as Yin Yufeng was about to say something, Jiang Hanqing turned and walked to the heated brick bed, picking up the exquisitely crafted saddle from it.

"What are you standing there for? Get down on the ground right now!"

His cold command made Yin Yufeng immediately realize that today she would once again be the mare her son would ride.

After her mother obediently lay down, Jiang Hanqing took the expensive, specially made saddle and placed it on her back.

Although Yin Yufeng's figure was quite slender for a woman, she was still considerably shorter than her son, who was a man, and besides, a person's arm is shorter than a person's leg. Once she lay down and the saddle was placed on her back, the stirrups hanging from the saddle dangled to the ground.

Jiang Hanqing squatted down beside his mother, adjusted the stirrups, raising them to her breast level, and then nodded in satisfaction.

He spread his legs and straddled his mother's sides, but Jiang Hanqing was in no hurry to mount her. He stood with his legs spread wide above his mother's naked body, admiring her humiliating posture as she lay sprawled between his thighs. He smugly mocked, "Mother, you look much better like this than when you're majestically inspecting the army on horseback! A lowly bitch like you is unworthy to be the commander of the imperial army! You only deserve to play the role of a bitch or mare at your son's feet!"

Yin Yufeng reacted immediately to her son's insults. Although her head was lowered, her buttocks began to sway incessantly. Jiang Hanqing turned and examined his mother's genitals, even clearly seeing the vaginal fluid seeping from her vaginal opening. One could imagine how intense the humiliating pleasure she felt was.

Jiang Hanqing finally mounted his mother. He sat on the specially made saddle, his feet in the stirrups. Because the stirrups were raised considerably, his legs could only be curled up against his chest, unable to stretch out comfortably. But none of this mattered to him; he was already happy as long as he could ride his mother like a horse.

He still held the leather whip in his hand; in his view, riding a "horse" naturally required a whip! However, when urging his "mother horse" to start moving, he didn't use the whip in his hand, but instead kicked his mother's full breasts, which swayed in front of her chest, twice with his feet, which were stuck in the stirrups.

"Giddy up! You wretched horse, go!"

Yin Yufeng's breasts ached slightly from her son's kicks. She tried to cover her breasts with her hands to avoid further pain, but with a man riding on her back, how could she free her hands? Although Jiang Hanqing was only a fifteen-year-old boy who hadn't fully matured, his frame hadn't grown in yet, and his physique was far from robust, he was still a considerable weight on Yin Yufeng's back, and she was forced to crawl naked on the ground; it was truly difficult for her. What's more, the person she was carrying was her own son, who would kick her breasts from time to time, and might even whip her still bleeding buttocks. How could she not feel uncomfortable?

Afraid of Jiang Hanqing's beatings, Yin Yufeng crawled on the ground with her son on her back.

But Jiang Hanqing was not satisfied with his mother's crawling speed. He kept kicking his mother's breasts, cursing, "You bitch! Hurry up!... Ouch! Too slow!... Giddy up!... Giddy up!... Crawl faster!... You're such a dead pig! Crawling so slowly!... Giddy up! Hurry up! Crawl harder!"

Yin Yufeng endured the pain and crawled on through gritted teeth.

It was a cold day, and although there was a stove in the house, it was still a bit chilly to be naked. But the poor mother, crawling desperately on the ground naked, was already drenched in sweat.

Sweat streamed down her cheeks and neck, down her chest, then from her full breasts to her engorged nipples, finally being flung onto the ground by her swaying breasts, leaving a trail of droplets. Sweat also poured from her lower body, flowing down her abdomen and buttocks to her thighs, then down her full thighs to the ground. Although

Yin Yufeng possessed martial arts skills, being ridden on the ground by her son like this was beyond her mental and physical limits. Her arms were already starting to ache; if it weren't for the fear of falling and being pinned down by her son, she might have already given up.

"Qing'er… Mom… Mom can't take it anymore!… I'm so tired!… Please! Let… let Mom stop and rest for a while!"

As she gasped and pleaded with her son, she inwardly prayed for divine mercy, for her cruel son to allow her to stop and rest.

Watching his mother struggle and crawl in pain under his urging, Jiang Hanqing felt a surge of triumphant pleasure.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: "What if I let my mother crawl naked out of the house, riding on my back, so others could see what kind of lewd woman this usually high and mighty woman really was? I wonder how she would react?" Jiang Hanqing thought this, but didn't say it aloud immediately.

Although the mother and son had been committing incest for over two years, Jiang Hanqing had never considered exposing his mother to others. Therefore, although his mother was obedient to him and allowed him to humiliate and play with her at will, he still dared not make this request rashly. After all, this request was unprecedented, and it was too humiliating and cruel to his mother. Whether his mother would agree was completely unknown, so how could he dare to say it so easily? Moreover, if his mother felt disgusted by this, she might not only refuse, but also severely punish him. Don't be fooled by Yin Yufeng's usual humiliation and play with by her son. Jiang Hanqing couldn't even imagine what his mother would do if she really got angry.

Jiang Hanqing thought for a while, intending to abandon this idea that was too cruel for his mother, but he was also reluctant. After all, this idea was extremely stimulating for someone like him. If he could expose his adulterous mother and her new relationship to others, or even expose her naked body to others, it would definitely bring an unprecedented sense of excitement. Jiang Hanqing, whose blood was filled with the cruelty of torturing his mother, was unwilling to give up such an interesting experiment easily. After

much hesitation, Jiang Hanqing decided to test his mother. He first bent down and observed his mother, who was still crawling on the ground with her back to him. Yin Yufeng's hair was now completely disheveled, and the profuse sweat had even made her black hair wet. Her hands and feet, which supported the weight of her two bodies, trembled slightly as she crawled on the ground, indicating that she might collapse from exhaustion at any moment.

Watching his mother crawl with difficulty, Jiang Hanqing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly came up with a new idea to torture his mother. He turned slightly and aimed the handle of the leather whip he was holding at the anus between his mother's legs. Seizing the opportunity when his mother moved her legs forward alternately, he suddenly thrust the handle of the whip hard into her anus.

A sharp pain shot through her buttocks, causing Yin Yufeng to tremble all over. Already overwhelmed, she finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her arms gave way, and she collapsed heavily to the ground. Her cruel son remained straddling her back, pressing her down so she couldn't get up. Most pitifully, her full breasts were pressed against the ground by the weight of two bodies, throbbing painfully.

"Ah!" A painful scream escaped Yin Yufeng's lips, and she nearly fainted.

"Good son... spare your mother!... "

With her son pressing down on her, Yin Yufeng's lungs felt like they were being squeezed into a sheet, making it almost impossible for her to speak. She struggled to utter these words with great effort!

Seeing that his mother was truly unable to bear it, Jiang Hanqing slowly stood up from her and moved to the ground beside her.

Yin Yufeng lay on the ground, panting heavily, coughing occasionally, looking as if she might faint at any moment.

Jiang Hanqing figured his mother must be exhausted and dizzy, a perfect opportunity to test her. So, he mustered his courage and made his unreasonable request.

Yin Yufeng, lying on the ground, seemed not to understand at first, still panting heavily, showing no reaction.

Just as Jiang Hanqing's heart pounded, thinking things were going well and eagerly awaiting his mother's answer, Yin Yufeng suddenly stopped breathing!

She abruptly lifted her sweaty face, staring at her son in surprise. Clearly, Yin Yufeng had realized how outrageous and cruel her son's request was! And it was something she could not accept.

The Yin Yufeng who had just seemed half-dead instantly transformed, jumping up before Jiang Hanqing could react, standing before him, glaring angrily.

With a clatter, the golden saddle that had been draped over Yin Yufeng's back fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing the complex expression of shock, shame, anger, and rage on his mother's face, Jiang Hanqing inwardly cried out, "Oh no!" He knew his worst fears had come true! His mother clearly couldn't accept his outrageous request. With

a loud "slap," Yin Yufeng's hand struck her son's face heavily, her teeth clenched as she said, "You beast! You really don't treat your mother like a human being? You really want your mother to completely lose her dignity as a human being?"

Yin Yufeng was utterly shocked and furious. She never imagined her beloved son would have such a cruel and heartless thought. If she really did that, she wouldn't be able to continue being a military commander, and she wouldn't even have any dignity as a human being. At this moment, she almost regretted having an incestuous sexual relationship with her son.

Although Jiang Hanqing had prepared for his mother's possible reaction, he hadn't expected her outburst to be so violent. Touching his burning cheek from the slap, Jiang Hanqing stared at his mother in disbelief.

Since his affair with his mother, Yin Yufeng, two years ago, Jiang Hanqing had never been spoken to harshly by her, let alone beaten. In his presence, Yin Yufeng seemed to have forgotten her role as a mother; she was merely a female slave to satisfy her son's lust, devoid of any maternal dignity. Jiang Hanqing often almost forgot that this lewd woman was his mother.

But now, standing before Jiang Hanqing, Yin Yufeng, though naked and covered in whip marks and sweat, possessed no dignity whatsoever despite her obscene posture. At this moment, Yin Yufeng had become the formidable woman she was in front of the army, the noble mother before her son.

Jiang Hanqing fearfully took two steps back, covering his face with his hands and glancing sideways at his mother, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "I...I was just...saying...Mom...why take it so seriously?"

Yin Yufeng's beautiful naked body trembled with anger, her full breasts swaying incessantly. But Jiang Hanqing had no heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery before him.

"You... if your mother agrees to this, how will she ever face anyone again? Ah!... If your father finds out about this, he'll skin you alive!"

Yin Yufeng poked her son's forehead several times with her finger. Although Jiang Hanqing resented his mother's sudden change of attitude, he dared not show the slightest displeasure.

Yin Yufeng continued to berate her audacious son: "Tell me! What have I done to wrong you? You can do whatever you want to me, and I'll do it all! Even the most painful things, I can endure for you. But do you know that what you're thinking now is worse than killing me! I'm still your mother! You want me to do that kind of thing? You might as well just kill me! I think you don't want me to be a human being anymore, you don't want me to live in this world!"

Jiang Hanqing lowered his head and pitifully replied, "Mom, I was wrong! You know I love you! I just acted on impulse, please forgive me this time!" After saying that, he knelt down at his mother's feet and kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing her son kowtowing and admitting his guilt, Yin Yufeng's heart softened, and her anger subsided considerably. After all, she deeply loved her own son, and for the past two years, her son had been like her husband, intimately accommodating her sexual desires. She really couldn't bear to seriously punish her son. Besides, he had only said it casually and hadn't actually done anything to harm her.

With a heavy sigh, Yin Yufeng said helplessly, "Oh! You child! It's all my fault for spoiling you. Listen to me, don't think about such foolish things again. Never let anyone know about our relationship, and never let anyone take advantage of my body. If you really do such a thing, I'll have to kill myself! Otherwise, I'll do whatever you want! Okay, get up!"

Jiang Hanqing, seizing the opportunity, seeing that his mother had forgiven him, immediately knelt down and hugged his mother's legs, rubbing his face against her taut and elastic abdomen, pleading, "Mother! I was wrong just now! I want to make it up to you! Please forget what I said!"

Yin Yufeng's abdomen felt hot and itchy from her son's head rubbing against her lower body, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. With a passionate tone, she said to her son, "Good boy, get up! Mom forgives you! Mom even wants to apologize to you! Mom shouldn't have hit you just now."

Jiang Hanqing sneered inwardly, "You slut! You've already forgotten what happened earlier, and you're just hoping I'll play with your horny, wanton flesh! Humph! You dared to hit me just now, just wait and see how I deal with you later!"

He raised his head and looked at his mother with an innocent expression, saying, "Mom, you were so cruel just now, you actually slapped me! Shouldn't you make it up to me?"

Yin Yufeng gently stroked her son's hair and replied with a smile, "Okay! How do you want Mom to make it up to you?"

Jiang Hanqing lewdly said, "Mom, since you hit me just now, I'll punish you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hanqing suddenly thrust three fingers of his right hand into his mother's vagina and began to roughly play with it.

The rest of the day was naturally spent with Yin Yufeng's constant cries, pleas for mercy, and moans!

Although eight years have passed since the incident, Jiang Hanqing still remembers it vividly.

Recalling his illicit affair with his mother just now sent a surge of heat through his head, making him feel slightly dizzy, and his mouth went dry. He quickly grabbed the wine jug and gulped down the wine.

In the blink of an eye, the entire jug was gone.

Jiang Hanqing had finished the two jugs of wine he had ordered earlier, and he was feeling quite tipsy, thinking he had had enough. But the thought of his mother's wanton body stirred a restless emotion within him. Unable to control his emotions, he pounded the table and roared, "Waiter! Waiter! Bring me two more jugs of wine! Quickly!"

The waiter quickly brought over two new jugs. As Jiang Hanqing drank, he thought to himself, "In her heart, I'm still just her son. At most, a lover! She doesn't truly consider me her master! She still sees herself as the Grand Marshal of the Empire, an unapproachable noblewoman, the invincible 'Flying Phoenix' who roams the world! She's willing to be 'trained' by me only because it's within her acceptable limits and satisfies her lewd desires. Once I do something beyond her acceptable limits, she'll put on her motherly airs and suppress me! Hmph! When you return to the capital, you wretch, I'll train you again! This time, you'll be forced to submit!"

Jiang Hanqing quickly finished another pot of wine. Already seven or eight tenths drunk, he imagined further lewd scenes of disciplining his mother, and a lewd smile crept onto his lips. "

Then I'll have Aunt Ying and Fifth Sister help me deal with that old slut, Mom. With two sisters watching, she'll be so excited! Oh, and Aunt Ying can take her to those brothels to perform striptease. Haha! We'll choose those low-class casinos and taverns frequented by commoners! Who would have thought that the lewd woman performing striptease in front of a bunch of lustful, lowly men is actually the invincible Flying Phoenix who shakes the world! Haha!"

Jiang Hanqing imagined his mother performing a striptease in front of numerous low-class men, fantasizing about her unprecedented humiliation and her lewd, climaxing movements as she danced. He couldn't help but burst into laughter in the restaurant.

It was almost four in the morning. Besides Jiang Hanqing, there were no other customers left in the restaurant. The restaurant owner wanted to close early, but with customers still there, he couldn't just turn them away and waited helplessly. Seeing Jiang Hanqing sitting there drunkenly laughing, he figured he was pretty drunk. Fearing he might cause trouble, the owner quickly told the waiter, "Go tell that drunkard to pay his bill and leave. Don't let him get too drunk and cause a scene here!"

The waiter, also a little worried, hurriedly ran to urge Jiang Hanqing to leave, explaining that it was getting late and the restaurant was closing, hoping for his understanding.

Although drunk, Jiang Hanqing wasn't completely intoxicated and knew the waiter was telling the truth, so he didn't press the matter, paid the bill, and left.

Before going downstairs, Jiang Hanqing remembered he still had a pot of wine left, so he turned back, picked up the pot, and downed the rest in one gulp. Then, humming a little tune, he staggered downstairs to go home!

Chapter

Sixty-Two: The Wang Family Mother and Daughter

After leaving the restaurant, Jiang Hanqing was quite drunk, though not completely so.

The early summer night was very hot and humid. After the effects of the alcohol hit him, Jiang Hanqing felt burning hot all over, as if he were in a furnace. Coupled with his earlier lewd fantasies about abusing his mother, he felt even more like he was on fire.

He tugged at his collar, as if hoping his burning chest could catch its breath. Unfortunately, this didn't make him feel any better; the burning sensation remained the same.

Jiang Hanqing desperately wished there would be a pool of water by the roadside so he could jump in and cool off.

But in his already blurred vision, all he could see was a flat road and rows of dark, unlit houses.

Jiang Hanqing realized he had indeed drunk too much that day. The last vestiges of his sanity made him angrily berate himself, "You idiot! How could you drink so much! If we run into the enemy, we're doomed!"

Although he was completely drunk and staggering, Jiang Hanqing managed to stagger towards the Jiang family compound. Like most drunkards, as long as he didn't pass out on the spot, he could still roughly discern the direction of his home. Even though he staggered along the way, he still managed to struggle back home. Perhaps this was a special ability possessed by drunkards. After

staggering for quite some time, Jiang Hanqing still hadn't seen the walls of the family compound. He was even a little confused about his location. Shaking his head vigorously, Jiang Hanqing bulged his blurry eyes and looked around. With great effort, he finally focused his gaze and clearly saw the surrounding scenery, feeling a sense of relief. Unbeknownst to him, he had already covered more than half the distance. After turning two more corners, he would see the walls of the Jiang family compound.

Jiang Hanqing let out a deep breath, as if this would help expel some of the alcohol from his system and clear his head.

"Thank goodness! Almost home. Jiang Hanqing, Jiang Hanqing, you can never drink like this again!" he muttered to himself, continuing his unsteady journey.

Having walked such a long distance, Jiang Hanqing was sweating profusely, and much of the alcohol had evaporated. His head was clearer than when he came down from the restaurant, but he was still very dizzy.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the silent night sky. Still battling the alcohol, Jiang Hanqing initially ignored it. But the noise gradually became clearer, as if something was moving in his direction.

Jiang Hanqing finally realized what was happening. He looked around suspiciously, muttering to himself, "What's that sound in the middle of the night?"

He stopped and listened intently for a while, finally recognizing the sound as the rolling of wheels interspersed with the clatter of horses' hooves against the stone slabs.

His heart skipped a beat, and the effects of the alcohol seemed to subside immediately. Jiang Hanqing thought alarmed, "So late! Who could it be? It couldn't be the Imperial Guards! They don't make wheel noises when they patrol at night! Could it be the Wang family?"

He looked around again; the streets were empty, the houses low and dilapidated—there was nowhere to hide.

Jiang Hanqing hesitated for a moment, then saw a group of people emerge from a street corner in the distance.

Rubbing his still-smoky eyes, Jiang Hanqing looked closely and inwardly groaned, "Heavens! How could I be so unlucky! I really ran into that bastard from the Wang family! And he's still drunk. Ugh! How could such bad luck happen to anyone!"

The most conspicuous thing in the group was the carriage in the middle.

It was a light carriage with a sidecar, a favorite of noblewomen in the capital. A coachman sat at the front, and a man dressed as a warrior sat beside him.

Although they were still quite far away, the two torches on either side of the carriage allowed Jiang Hanqing to clearly see the unique paint colors and patterns on the carriage. Without a doubt, it was the Wang family crest, clearly showing that this carriage belonged to the Duke of Dingguo's Wang family.

A dozen or so mounted guards followed on either side of the carriage, each one tall and strong, carrying torches.

Judging from their physiques, they were definitely not ordinary people.

Jiang Hanqing, feeling sorry for himself, slowly moved his right hand to his waist, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.

Composing himself, he reassured himself, "Don't be nervous! The Imperial Guards in the capital are heavily guarded. If the Wang family dares to attack me, as long as I can hold out a little longer, the Imperial Guards will naturally come to my rescue. Hmph!

There must be some women from their family in the Wang family's carriage! I doubt the Wang family would dare to attack in the street under these circumstances!"

Thinking this way, Jiang Hanqing felt much more at ease. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he released his hand from the sword hilt. He didn't want the Wang family to see his tension and mock him later.

Humming a little tune, Jiang Hanqing strode confidently towards the Wang family's procession.

The warriors guarding the Wang family's carriage naturally saw the approaching man and each gripped their sword hilts in preparation. The warrior sitting next to the driver turned and leaned against the carriage door, speaking a few words into the carriage, presumably reporting what he had seen to those inside.

As the two sides finally approached, the leader of the Wang family warriors recognized Jiang Hanqing. He removed his hand from his sword hilt, clasped his hands in a salute to Jiang Hanqing on horseback, and said loudly, "So it's Young Master Jiang! Greetings!"

Hearing the warrior's words, a beautiful woman's voice suddenly came from inside the carriage, saying, "Is that Young Master Jiang outside? Stop the carriage immediately!"

The carriage came to a screeching halt, and the Wang family warriors quickly removed their hands from their sword hilts to show Jiang Hanqing that they had no hostile intentions.

While the coachman and another warrior were busy turning around to open the carriage door, Jiang Hanqing stood quietly in place, coldly smiling as he waited for the person inside to get off the carriage.

"There really is a woman inside! Hmph! It seems the Wang family doesn't dare to fight me here! I wonder... who is in the carriage? But since she's qualified to meet me directly, she must hold a high position in the Wang family!"

The carriage door opened quickly. But when the woman inside stepped out, Jiang Hanqing was slightly taken aback. The women emerging from the carriage weren't the one he expected, but two.

Under the torchlight illuminating the sides of the carriage, Jiang Hanqing could clearly see the faces of the two women alighting.

The woman in front wore a bright red brocade palace robe and had her hair styled in a drooping bun. She appeared to be around thirty years old, with a pretty oval face, bright red lips, delicate and alluring eyes, and fair skin. While not stunningly beautiful, she was certainly lovely.

Jiang Hanqing felt this woman looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but couldn't quite place her. Just as he was about to try and recall, his gaze drifted, and he suddenly saw the face of the woman behind him. He was momentarily stunned, standing there dumbfounded.

The woman following behind, emerging from the carriage, wore a snow-white palace dress and appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wore a gold and pearl bun and a five-phoenix hairpin adorned with pearls. A pretty and noble oval face, with a pair of captivating phoenix eyes and delicately arched eyebrows, made her the object of countless young talents' dreams. A faint smile played on her small, red lips, and her gaze towards Jiang Hanqing was lively and intelligent yet gentle, giving one a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

The young girl behind her, while lacking the alluring charm of a mature woman, possessed a natural, unadorned beauty unique to innocent girls. To be fair, this girl was even more beautiful than the lady before her. However, upon closer observation, Jiang Hanqing noticed a striking resemblance between the two women's features, suggesting a possible close blood relationship.

As for their noble bearing, dignified demeanor, and graceful manners, both women were impeccable. Their dignified and noble bearing, their elegant and refined demeanor, immediately convinced one that they were ladies from a high-ranking imperial family.

Especially the young lady from the Wang family! Not only was she breathtakingly beautiful, but the noble air she exuded, like that of an imperial empress, completely captivated Jiang Hanqing. Of all the women Jiang Hanqing had ever seen, only her mother, Yin Yufeng, and that proud female eagle could rival her in terms of presence.

The girl's regal bearing and the supreme grace of an empress in every gesture inspired in any man the urge to kneel and worship her.

Jiang Hanqing seemed to see a reflection of her mother in this girl when she was young. Although he couldn't see what his mother looked like as a young girl, he was certain that the girl before him bore a striking resemblance to her mother. The captivating aura and awe-inspiring presence she possessed were identical to those of his mother, Yin Yufeng.

After observing her appearance and attire, Jiang Hanqing's gaze shifted to her snow-white white dress. Embroidered on the chest was a golden phoenix, and it was this golden phoenix that had caught his attention.

Jiang Hanqing stared in astonishment at the white palace dress adorned with golden phoenixes, thinking, "White palace dress, golden phoenixes! My mother loved this kind of clothing too! This woman actually shares the same taste in clothes as my mother?"

At this moment, both women dismounted and stood on the ground. Although there was still a distance of two or three zhang between them, Jiang Hanqing heard the mature woman speak, "Hanqing, why are you wandering around outside alone so late? Aren't you afraid of running into danger? You should hurry home!"

Her clear and melodious voice was gentle and charming, and her tone was quite friendly. It was as if an elder was inquiring about Jiang Hanqing's well-being.

Jiang Hanqing was misled by her tone, and coupled with the sluggishness caused by the alcohol, he momentarily mistook her voice for that of an elder. Before he could react, he bowed respectfully from a distance, as if answering a question from an elder, and replied, "Hanqing had some errands to run, so I'm back late. I have to hurry home now!"

Only after answering did Jiang Hanqing realize that the other person was a woman from the Wang family, and that he hadn't even figured out her identity yet. Why had he answered her question so respectfully? If she mistook this for weakness or guilt, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

Before he could even straighten up, the noblewoman from the Wang family spoke up, "Oh dear! Hanqing, how can I accept such a bow? Although my husband, Duke Mingde, is of the same generation as your father, Duke Haoyu, he is also a courtier in the same palace, and even he addresses you as 'brother.' For me to address you by your name directly is already presumptuous! When we meet, it should be my daughter and I who bow to Young Master Jiang. Why are you bowing to me with such a grand gesture today? How can I accept this?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hanqing finally realized that this woman was Ye Xinyi, the wife of the Duke of Dingguo, and the girl beside her was naturally her only daughter, Wang Biying. He had seen both women many years ago, but it had been so long that he couldn't recall them at the moment.

Hearing Ye Xinyi's words, Jiang Hanqing felt even more regretful for his foolish behavior and didn't know how to save face. In his haste, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he sobered up a bit.

Luckily, as soon as the cold sweat appeared on his back, a brilliant idea suddenly struck Jiang Hanqing, and he quickly came up with a good plan to save face.

Without immediately straightening up, Jiang Hanqing remained in the bowing, clasped-hands-and-bowing posture, using an excuse to cover up his embarrassment: "Madam, you flatter me! Although the Duke of Dingguo addresses me as 'brother,' he is actually of the same generation as my father, and is essentially my father's generation. Therefore, I can only be your nephew in your presence. If I don't bow to you, but instead expect you to bow in return, wouldn't that be a grave offense? Not only would my father surely punish me severely upon returning home, but I would also feel immense shame and remorse afterwards!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinyi giggled and said, "Since Young Master Jiang says so, I have no choice but to accept your bow! Please, Young Master Jiang, don't perform such a grand ceremony in the future!... Oh dear! Why won't you excuse yourself, Young Master!"

Jiang Hanqing cursed inwardly, "You wretched woman from the Wang family, accepting this bow from me will probably shorten your lifespan by at least ten years!"

He said respectfully, "Thank you, Madam! From now on, please call me by my name, Hanqing! Don't call me 'Young Master' or 'Young Master' anymore!"

After saying this, Jiang Hanqing slowly straightened up, but still pretended to be respectful and dared not look Ye Xinyi in the eye. His eyes couldn't help but linger on Wang Biying a few more times, thinking to himself, "Wang Biying was just a little girl back then, running around behind her older brother Wang Siting. Now she's grown into such a beautiful young woman. Wang Mingde is really lucky to have such a pretty daughter."

While lost in thought, he heard Ye Xinyi say, "The last time I saw Hanqing was when I escorted your mother to the Western Regions. That's been four or five years. Hanqing has grown quite a bit since I remember!"

Before Jiang Hanqing could reply, Ye Xinyi ordered the guards beside her, "Quickly bring me a torch so I can get a good look at Young Master Jiang!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hanqing realized that Ye Xinyi still hadn't clearly seen his face.

It turned out that when the Wang mother and daughter stepped off the carriage, Jiang Hanqing had clearly seen their faces by the torchlight. However, because he was standing on the roadside, about two or three zhang away from the carriage, and the torchlight couldn't reach him, the Wang family mother and daughter couldn't get a clear look at his appearance.

Normally, it would be quite impolite for a woman to so openly say she wanted to examine the appearance of a man from another family. But Ye Xinyi and Jiang Hanqing had been chatting for a while, and both sides had confirmed Ye Xinyi's seniority in Jiang Hanqing's eyes. Therefore, it was reasonable for an elder to want to see the appearance of a junior.

Jiang Hanqing couldn't think of any excuse to refuse Ye Xinyi's request, so he could only stand there dumbly waiting for her to come over with a torch to see him.

Upon hearing the mistress's order, one of the Wang family warriors immediately came over with a torch.

In the torchlight, Ye Xinyi and her daughter Wang Biying slowly walked up to Jiang Hanqing and carefully examined his appearance.

Upon seeing Jiang Hanqing's handsome face, a hint of admiration flashed in Ye Xinyi's eyes. She nodded gently and said softly, "It's been years since I last saw you. I never imagined Hanqing would grow into such a handsome young man. You almost bewitched me."

Jiang Hanqing was naturally pleased to hear her praise him like this, but he also felt that this woman was too formidable. To say such things so easily in front of everyone seemed a bit frivolous. However,

upon further reflection, Jiang Hanqing immediately dismissed the thought.

"Wang Mingde is no good to begin with, so his wife is naturally no better. Judging from this Duchess of Dingguo's words, she is clearly an arrogant woman on the outside, but perhaps secretly a lewd woman on the inside."

Thinking this, Jiang Hanqing couldn't help but steal a glance at Ye Xinyi, only to find that this beautiful and mature wife of his enemy was also observing him with great interest.

When their eyes met, Ye Xinyi actually winked at Jiang Hanqing twice and smiled. A hint of spring still lingered in her eyes.

Jiang Hanqing sensed the warmth emanating from this beautiful and noble lady, and his heart fluttered. He grinned at her, almost forgetting that the mature and beautiful woman standing opposite him was actually the matriarch of a rival family.

If it weren't for the dozen or so menacing Wang family warriors beside him, and the elegant and refined Wang family young lady, Jiang Hanqing probably would have already pounced on Ye Xinyi like a hungry tiger.

Swallowing hard, Jiang Hanqing thought to himself, "What a shrewish mistress of the Duke of Dingguo's family! She dares to seduce the son of my enemy right to my face. Fine! After I wipe out the Wang family, I'll slaughter every last member of your family, young and old, and spare your dog's life. I want to taste the flavor of this slut! No! I won't kill Wang Mingde; I'll make fun of this slut in front of him!"

Thinking of the exciting scene, Jiang Hanqing couldn't help but grin at her again, only to see Ye Xinyi return the smile, even throwing her a flirtatious wink.

Lost in his own fantasies, Jiang Hanqing was unaware that Ye Xinyi was also harboring her own ulterior motives.

"I never expected this brat to be so lecherous, and he's got some nerve! Just a few glances and he'd revealed his true colors. Look at that lecherous little brat, he clearly wants to steal my woman! You, Jiang Hanqing, you're really audacious! Don't you even think about it? You think I, a mere brat, would even be worthy of you? You think I'd even look at a pretty boy like you? Humph! If it weren't for the chance to lure you in and use you against your damned Jiang family, I wouldn't even bother with you. ...Sigh! But this kid is quite handsome, with a fair and tender face, very cute! Plus, he's young, he'll definitely have endless energy in bed. I really should have a good taste of him sometime."

Ye Xinyi thought to herself, a lewd smile creeping across her face.

Her smile might be considered "disgusting" by some so-called moralists, but in Jiang Hanqing's eyes, it was the most beautiful smile in the world. Although he knew this woman, as the Duchess of Dingguo, was undoubtedly cunning and scheming, Jiang Hanqing wasn't too worried about her.

"You slut, thinking you can seduce me and get information from me? Bah! Come on! Let's see if you'll use me, or I'll play you! I never refuse anything that throws itself into my arms, especially if it makes that old fox Wang Mingde green with envy—that's exactly what I want!"

This was Jiang Hanqing's true thought at that moment.

After exchanging glances with Duchess Ye Xinyi for a while, Jiang Hanqing remembered there was another woman standing beside him.

"I wonder if the daughter is as lewd as her mother? Surely the daughter has the lewd blood of her mother flowing in her veins?"

Thinking this, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Biying, only to find that she had been carefully observing him. Jiang Hanqing then realized that this girl must have seen

his lecherous look while he was exchanging glances with Duchess Ye Xinyi .

Normally, Jiang Hanqing wouldn't have thought much of this, but today was completely different. For some reason, he just didn't want the girl in front of him to look down on him. This made Jiang Hanqing feel incredibly embarrassed, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

His face flushed crimson with shame. Feeling his face burning, Jiang Hanqing thought, "Oh no! My face is definitely bright red! This will only make this girl look down on me even more!"

But then he remembered it was nighttime, and the girl was using the torchlight to see clearly, so she couldn't see his face. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with me today? Why do I care what this little girl thinks of me? So what if I exchanged glances with her mother? Why do I feel embarrassed in front of her? Strange! Bah! What's so great about that brat! Don't even mention exchanging glances with your mother, I'd even fuck your mother's cunt right in front of you!"

Thinking this, Jiang Hanqing looked up at Wang Biying again, only to meet her clear, watery gaze. For some reason, he suddenly felt a strange fondness for this girl, and without thinking, he grinned at her. The

beautiful girl smiled slightly, then quickly looked down at the ground, seemingly embarrassed.

Looking at her gentle and graceful appearance, Jiang Hanqing was captivated, wanting to say something to her, but for a moment he didn't know how to start.

Ye Xinyi, standing beside him, also saw the mental exchange between her daughter and Jiang Hanqing, and her face instantly showed a look of great surprise. She glanced at Jiang Hanqing, then at her daughter, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

The three of them stood there in awkward silence for a while. Jiang Hanqing, trying to make conversation, asked, "It's so late. I wonder why Madam and your daughter haven't returned yet?"

Ye Xinyi cautiously glanced at her daughter's expression. Seeing that her daughter only glanced at her without saying anything, she hesitated for a moment before answering Jiang Hanqing, "My daughter and I went to a friend's house for dinner. We had a very pleasant conversation, so it got late!"

Jiang Hanqing, who had been observing the mother and daughter with ulterior motives, clearly saw their reactions and felt a little strange: "Why is Ye Xinyi looking at her daughter's expression when she talks to me? And so cautiously? As if afraid of saying the wrong thing and being scolded by her daughter? The mother and daughter's reactions are completely opposite!" "Strange!"

Before he could think further, Ye Xinyi continued, "I wonder when Commander Feng will return to the capital? Our whole family is eagerly awaiting her return. As citizens of the capital and subjects of the empire, we all feel deeply honored!"

Jiang Hanqing cursed inwardly, "Shameless Wang family bitch," and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Madam! I still haven't heard from Mother. The envoy His Majesty sent left the capital on the third day of the fifth month. Even if they traveled by express courier overnight, it would take at least until the beginning of next month to reach Sunset City. By the time Mother returns to the capital with her entourage, it will probably take at least another two months! So..."

Thinking that he would have to wait almost two more months to see his beloved woman, Jiang Hanqing felt a pang of sadness and couldn't utter a word.

Looking at Jiang Hanqing, who was overcome with emotion at the thought of his mother, Ye Xinyi gently nodded and sighed, "Hanqing is indeed a filial son! ...Alas! You don't need to miss your mother too much. In two months, you'll be able to see Commander Feng sooner or later. Then, you and your mother will have plenty of time together to ease the pain of years of separation!"

As Ye Xinyi spoke, Jiang Hanqing nodded repeatedly, but his eyes were secretly fixed on Wang Biying. In his eyes, this pretty and delicate girl was far more attractive than her alluring mother.

Just as Ye Xinyi was comforting Jiang Hanqing, Wang Biying, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly looked up at him, her delicate red lips slightly upturned, revealing a hint of a smile. If Jiang Hanqing hadn't been paying close attention to her, he wouldn't have noticed the smile on her lips.

Jiang Hanqing's heart skipped a beat. He thought, "Is she laughing? And what is she laughing at? Does she know that my relationship with my mother is unusual? But how could that be? Very few people know about this! If not, then what is she laughing at?"

With a feeling of unease, he looked at Wang Biying. With a keen eye, Jiang Hanqing felt that even the beautiful girl's eyes were full of mocking laughter.

Wang Biying's lively gaze fixed on Jiang Hanqing, making him feel uneasy, as if pricked by thorns. Jiang Hanqing, feeling guilty, dared not meet her gaze. He feigned composure and turned to Ye Xinyi, saying, "Madam is quite right! I miss my mother terribly. I wish I could fly to her side immediately to be with her! Thinking of her kindness to me, I couldn't contain myself. Please forgive my rudeness!"

As he spoke, he pondered the slight smile on Wang Biying's lips and the obvious mockery in her eyes.

"What is she smiling about? Does she really know something? How could that be! Impossible! I must be guilty!"

Reassuring himself, Jiang Hanqing secretly glanced at Wang Biying again. Unexpectedly, this glance only deepened his suspicions.

Hearing Jiang Hanqing's words, Wang Biying's smile didn't disappear; instead, it became even more pronounced. Her beautiful lips were now completely upturned, a clear smile had appeared. Her once clear and bright eyes began to mist, as if a layer of fog had drifted within them. This slightly ethereal gaze seemed even more alluring to men, but the complex emotions it contained made Jiang Hanqing even more uneasy. The emotions conveyed in those captivating eyes were no longer just the previous mockery; Jiang Hanqing even sensed a complex mix of excitement, anticipation, and agitation within them.

"What's wrong with this girl? Why is she reacting like this to my words? What does she mean? What is she thinking? Could she really know something? If the Wang family finds out about my mother and me, and they use it against me, I'm doomed!"

Jiang Hanqing's drunkenness had completely vanished, and cold sweat poured from his forehead and back. He wanted to test Wang Biying, but he didn't know how to say it. He thought to himself, perhaps it was just a misunderstanding due to his own guilty conscience. Perhaps Wang Biying's gaze and smile weren't actually meant anything by them; she simply found it undignified that he, as the young master of the Jiang family, would show such dependence on his mother in front of his enemies.

Her mind raced with a jumble of thoughts. Jiang Hanqing seemed to hear Ye Xinyi say something more. By the time he came to his senses, Ye Xinyi had already finished speaking, and he hadn't heard a word.

Jiang Hanqing didn't know what Ye Xinyi had said to him, and he stood there even more nervously and awkwardly. Not saying anything wasn't an option, but saying anything was even worse, since he didn't understand what she had said. How could he possibly respond? Just as Jiang Hanqing stood there, at a loss, Wang Biying unexpectedly came to his rescue. She suddenly tugged at her mother's sleeve, gave her a meaningful look, but still remained silent.

Ye Xinyi paused, giving her daughter a questioning look. However, before her daughter could react, she immediately understood. Nodding knowingly to her daughter, Ye Xinyi turned to Jiang Hanqing and said, "Hanqing, it's getting late. I think we should go home early so our families won't worry!"

Jiang Hanqing had initially liked Wang Biying quite a bit and wished he could spend more time with her and strike up a conversation. But now, he desperately wanted to get rid of Wang Biying and her mother.

Hearing Ye Xinyi's words, he felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, glanced gratefully at Wang Biying, and immediately returned home.

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