[Fantasy] The Captive Concubine's Tale (Complete) - 11

Chapter 87, Scheming (Part 2)

Mingruo stood there, though she had long been familiar with Emperor Xuli's cold-blooded iron fist, she still couldn't help but tremble when this scene actually unfolded before her eyes. In the seventeen years she had lived in the palace, she had only seen Emperor Xuli a handful of times, so even though she knew he was terrifying and ruthless, she had never witnessed it firsthand. At this moment, Mingruo realized a fact even more clearly: Do not be an enemy of Emperor Xuli, no matter how much you want to escape, do not be an enemy of him!

The hand on her waist tightened slightly. Mingruo looked up, as if calming herself down, and pursed her pink lips, asking, "Father..."

"Shh." A slender finger touched her lips, Emperor Xuli looked at her with a half-smile, "I don't want to hear what you're asking right now."

Hearing this, Mingruo obediently lowered her eyes, not daring to say anything more.

Raising an eyebrow, he pulled the beautiful woman in his arms into the inner room, asking as they walked, "Just woke up? Are you hungry?"

"...A little." Mingruo obediently followed Xu Lidi's lead. As soon as she lifted the crystal beaded curtain, she saw the table already laden with food, and her stomach growled, drawing a smile from Xu Lidi.

He first sat down, then hooked his large hand around the little thing's waist, pulling her onto his lap. Mingruo was a little uncomfortable, her little bottom wiggling a few times as if trying to struggle off, but Xu Lidi's gaze alone silenced her. Her petite body nestled obediently in his arms, not daring to move again, only her large black eyes fixed on the various side dishes and porridges on the table. Her slightly dry lips were a little chapped, and she couldn't help but lick them with the tip of her tongue, moistening her lower lip. But this action ignited a flame in Xu Lidi's eyes. Mingruo thought she would soon be able to eat, but unexpectedly, Emperor Xuli reached out and hooked her delicate chin with his finger, his thin lips pressing down on hers, kissing her directly.

"Mmm..." She struggled slightly, feeling those cool, soft lips brushing against hers, and the warm tip of his tongue grazing her lips as well. A jolt of electricity ran through her—Mingruo was becoming increasingly unable to resist Emperor Xuli's touch; sometimes, even just a glance from him would make her involuntarily go limp. "Father... Father—"

"At times like this, I prefer to hear you call my name." Emperor Xuli licked her delicate lips, his voice slightly hoarse, "This color is still the most beautiful." Rosy and glossy, full of vitality, like a peach blossom in full bloom in spring.

He wanted to keep this exquisite peach blossom by his side forever, to let it bloom for a lifetime, never to wither.

“Xuanzhen…”

“Good girl.” He kissed her again, then glanced at the various kinds of porridge on the table. “Which one do you want?”

“…I don’t want any of them.” Mingru pouted. “I want to eat rice.”

“Why eat rice so early in the morning?” Xuli Emperor quickly retorted, refusing to respond. “You were tired last night, you should eat something light. You can have rice at lunch.” The little thing had read so many medical books, but unfortunately, she didn’t know how to take care of herself.

But it didn’t matter, he would take care of her.

Mingruo bit her lip, looked at the porridge on the table, hesitated for a long time before timidly pointing to a bowl of eight-treasure porridge: "That one."

Emperor Xuli pulled her closer, adjusted her posture so that her face was against his neck, then took the still steaming bowl of eight-treasure porridge, scooped up a spoonful from the ivory jade soup bowl, and brought it to her small mouth. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned back and sipped it himself, making sure it wasn't too hot and wouldn't hurt her tender lips, before bringing it to Mingruo's lips again, commanding, "Open your mouth." Mingruo

glanced at the fragrant porridge, obediently opened her mouth, and the spoon entered. She closed her small mouth, sipped the porridge, and swallowed it.

Watching her beautiful phoenix eyes blink, Emperor Xuli couldn't help but whisper, "No one will dare to disturb you again in the future. If you don't leave Panlong Palace, don't take any more medicine. Your husband still prefers Ruo'er's purple eyes." They were exactly the same as his, as if to say that the two were one.

"Yes," Mingruo obediently replied, her large eyes filled with longing as she looked at the spoon in his hand. After a while, she even licked her lips, removing some of the porridge. Xu Lidi's eyes darkened, and he scooped up another spoonful of porridge, but under Mingruo's yearning gaze, he put it in his own mouth.

She was stunned for a moment, a little aggrieved, tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful on the verge of falling. Xu Lidi slightly raised the corners of his lips, gesturing with his eyes for her to eat it herself. Mingruo understood his intention, her long eyelashes fluttering. After considering for a long time, she carefully clung to Xu Lidi's shoulder and leaned forward to kiss his thin lips.

His lips were very cool, but not chillingly cold, just cool, a distant coolness. Mingruo was a little scared, but she couldn't deny that those thin lips could easily steal a woman's heart. She kissed Xu Lidi with smacking sounds, her small mouth chirping on his lips, but he just wouldn't open his mouth, let alone let her eat the porridge.

After kissing for a long time without any response, Mingruo grew anxious. Seeing her pitiful appearance, as if she were about to cry, Emperor Xuli's large hand climbed up her slender waist, tracing the curve of her back to her face. His fingertips caressed her lips, then pried them open, slipped inside, and hooked her delicate, soft tongue. His purple eyes shone brightly, as if waiting.

Mingruo understood, but with Emperor Xuli's fingers not leaving, she dared not move. She could only let him churn inside her mouth, clear, fragrant saliva dripping down, wetting her bright yellow dragon robe. Only when Mingruo's stomach growled again did Emperor Xuli finally release her slightly numb lips.

Climbing onto his shoulder again, this time Mingruo was more careful. Instead of just kissing him with her mouth, she extended her soft, fragrant tongue and licked Emperor Xuli's lips. Her movements were very light, as gentle as water, making one's heart itch, like a playful kitten. Emperor Xu Li still didn't open his mouth. Ming Ruo increased the pressure of her licking, but he remained unmoved. Finally, she got annoyed, opened her mouth revealing her sharp little tiger teeth, and began to fiercely nibble at his cool lips. Emperor Xu Li couldn't help but chuckle. Taking advantage of the curve of his smile, Ming Ruo quickly stuck out her tongue and slipped it inside. She successfully entered, licking and sucking with her little tongue, rolling up all the delicious porridge and swallowing it. Then, still somewhat unsatisfied, she licked the sides of Emperor Xu Li's mouth, wanting to swallow the last bit of sweetness.

Grasping her chin, Emperor Xu Li quickly scooped up another spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, gesturing for his little beauty to kiss him again.

Ming Ruo pouted, but still pounced on him, acting like a domesticated kitten, obedient and docile, and also very greedy.

It took Mingruo a full incense stick's time to finish the bowl of porridge, but she was still a little hungry. She looked at the pastries and side dishes on the table, suppressing her drooling desire, and stared longingly at Xu Lidi, as if begging for something.

Xu Lidi picked up a fragrant osmanthus cake and took a small bite—he rarely ate these pastries; they were too sweet and cloying. But the little beauty seemed to really like them. After all, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl, and had no resistance to these snacks. "Want some?"

Mingruo nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at rice.

Chapter 88, A Game Within a Game (Part 1)

"Little thing." He raised an eyebrow, finally not letting her snatch it from his mouth. Instead, he held the half-eaten osmanthus cake to her lips, watching her carefully open her little mouth and nibble at the cake from his hand, then slightly intoxicated, her beautiful eyes narrowing, full of emotion.

"Little devil." So fond of food. He wiped the crumbs of pastry from the corner of her lips with his fingertip, then put them in his mouth.

Mingruo glanced at him timidly, then cupped his large hand in her two delicate white hands, taking another bite from his hand. Like a cute little squirrel, she chewed while looking at him. But after a while, she furrowed her thick, dark eyebrows and opened her mouth. Xu Lidi also raised an eyebrow, reached for a bowl of lily and almond porridge on the table, took a sip himself, and then covered her small mouth with the porridge, feeding it back to her. Only then did Mingruo relax her brows, her small hands tightly gripping Xu Lidi's sleeve, and she closed her mouth.

"Are you full?" he asked.

“…Hmm.” Mingruo nodded, trying to step down from Emperor Xuli’s lap, but he pulled her back. “…Father?”

He kissed her, his eyes full of affection. “What are you planning to do later?”

Mingruo blinked, a little confused. “Hmm…I don’t know.”

“How about accompanying Father to review the memorials?”

Did she have the right to refuse? The little hands that were clinging to his sleeves came down. “Okay.” Emperor

Xuli picked up the little beauty by the waist and carried her easily to the large dragon bed. He then placed her on the bed, went to the side, and took the silver-white fox fur cloak draped over the screen. He wrapped Mingruo tightly in it before picking her up again, treating her with the same tenderness he would show to his most beloved treasure. “It’s very cold outside, you didn’t realize it because you were in the palace.”

Mingruo buried her face in the fluffy cloak, only her beautiful, dark eyes showing. Her thick, black eyelashes fluttered, making her look like a cute yet timid little animal. A strand of her hair slipped out from under the cloak, and Emperor Xuli twirled it around his fingertip, playing with it. He turned and headed towards the palace gate, where Eunuch An was waiting. Upon seeing him, Eunuch An quickly knelt and bowed, “Your Majesty, may Her Majesty be blessed with peace and health.”

Emperor Xuli glanced at him. “Send some candied fruit and pastries to the Imperial Study.”

“Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will do it immediately.”

Mingruo nestled in Emperor Xuli’s arms, glancing at Eunuch An who had hurriedly turned and run away, and pouted her pink lips: “…I’m not hungry.”

“I didn’t say you had to eat right away.” Emperor Xuli glanced at her, amused by the surprise on her face. “You’ll probably have to stay there with Father Emperor all day.”

Mingruo pouted, very unhappy. She disliked the Imperial Study; it reminded her of unpleasant things, especially the large desk, which always made her feel powerless and vulnerable—though she still felt that way now.

However, Emperor Xuli had no say in her decisions. No matter how unwilling Mingruo was, she obediently allowed Emperor Xuli to carry her away. It took about half an incense stick's time to get from Panlong Palace to the Imperial Study. Emperor Xuli, unwilling to let her suffer in the cold wind, summoned the imperial carriage, carried her onto it, and only put her down at the door of the Imperial Study.

With her small hand held, Mingruo followed Emperor Xuli with small, quick steps. He took off his cloak and handed it to a maidservant, then led her to the desk. Next to the dragon throne was a large chair covered with a thick, soft plush carpet. Beside the piles of memorials were several books, and next to them was a small tea table with fruit platters, various pastries and candied fruits, and tea.

"Fu'an's efficiency is getting higher and higher." Emperor Xu Li smiled slightly, taking Ming Ruo's small hand in his and placing her on a chair. He then sat down himself, picked up a wolf-hair brush, and looked at her. "Do you like it?"

Ming Ruo flipped through the books on the table; they were the medical books she had long wanted to read. Her face lit up with an excited smile. "I like it."

He picked up a purple brush and handed it to her. Ming Ruo was stunned for a moment, then took it and looked at the two characters "Xu Li" on the brush. "This... can I use it?"

"Of course." Emperor Xu Li turned the brush tip and used the handle to lift her chin. He lowered his head and gently sucked on her lips. "Ruo'er is my darling. There's nothing I can't use." As he spoke, he briefly withdrew the wolf-hair brush, twirled it in his hand a few times, deliberately showing her the two characters "Xu Li" on the brush, and then moved it back and forth, as if making a thrusting motion.

...Ming Ruo blushed.

She knew what he meant. After she was first violated in the palace, he had left a wolf-hair brush inside her. Although she had thrown the brush away later, she could never forget the feeling.

His thin lips curved into a smile: "Silly girl." Putting the brush away, Emperor Xu Li opened a memorial, wrote annotations on it, and then glanced at her with a smile. "Still standing there like an idiot, thinking of sitting in my lap?"

Startled, she quickly turned her head away. Her innocent thoughts were quickly absorbed by the medical book, and she didn't look at Emperor Xu Li again. Emperor Xu Li, however, felt his mood darken because of her neglect.

Perhaps because she had been startled by the Empress and the others not long ago, or perhaps because she was tired from eating, Mingruo only read for a short while before involuntarily leaning down, her little face lower and lower… until she was completely buried in the book. Emperor Xuli, amidst his busy schedule, glanced at her and was instantly speechless. The little beauty seemed to have already drifted off to sleep, her small hand still holding a pen, her jade-like face resting on the book, her sleeping posture incredibly sweet, instantly softening Emperor Xuli's heart.

He put down the pen, his fingertips slowly touching that delicate little face, from her snow-white forehead to her tightly closed eyelids, his fingers tracing back and forth across her long eyelashes, the thick texture brushing against his fingertips, making his heart grow softer and softer. This was his darling, his most cherished darling. He

kissed her warm lips, then Emperor Xuli stood up and picked up Mingruo, his movements gentle and careful, as if afraid of waking her.

He placed the little beauty on the soft couch, and to avoid waking her, Emperor Xuli turned and went back to the outer room, took the cloak from the palace maid, and then quietly returned to cover her, so she wouldn't catch a cold. Then he knelt before the soft couch, his forehead pressed against hers, and whispered, "Sleep well, my love." He lingered for a moment, gazing at her sleeping face, before kissing Mingruo's cheek and turning to leave. Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions, close to female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Mingruo didn't know how long she slept; when she woke up, it was already quite dark, so it must be late. Her cloak fell to the ground as she got up. She paused for a moment, then got off the couch, rubbed her eyes, and walked somewhat groggily towards the outer room. But she accidentally bumped into the table inside. Mingruo groaned in pain, and upon closer inspection, realized that this table was the very place where her father had forced himself on her last time. Her face flushed bright red.

She...she remembered...

Just as Mingruo was lost in thought, a soft voice suddenly came from outside, seemingly...mentioning a very familiar name.

Chapter 89, A Game Within a Game (Part 2)

Was she mistaken, or was it really mentioned?!

Mingruo was a little nervous, but she still carefully lifted her skirt and moved step by step towards the beaded curtain. Her slender body pressed against the wall, and her beautiful, scallop-like ears stood up straight.

"...Your subordinate understands, please rest assured, Your Majesty, your subordinate will swear to serve Your Majesty to the death and complete the mission. The General encountered no obstacles along the way, but—"

"But what?" Emperor Xuli's voice was very indifferent, seemingly without any interest.

"When passing through Yuncheng near Shandong, the General was entangled by a family surnamed Long. At that time, Miss Long was throwing an embroidered ball in the street to choose a husband. The General happened to pass by, and although he did not catch the ball, Miss Long fell in love with the General at first sight and sent people to stop him, insisting on taking him as her son-in-law."

...What had she just heard?!

Mingruo bit her lip tightly, her small hands clutching her clothes at her chest, hardly believing her ears.

"Oh, that's quite interesting." Emperor Xuli's interest was piqued, and Mingruo even heard him chuckle. "And then?"

"The Long family girl wouldn't let the general leave, and I don't know how they captured him. When I infiltrated the Long family, the general was staying in the guest room, as the Long family's new son-in-law. He seemed... to have forgotten who he was, and didn't recognize me when he saw me. When I tried to make him remember, he started vomiting blood. I dared not ask any more questions, and fearing discovery by the Long family, I returned to the palace to report to the Emperor."

Emperor Xuli toyed with the calligraphy brush in his hand, his beautiful phoenix eyes gleaming with a hint of devilish brilliance: "The Long family... the Long family that's known as the number one merchant family in Jiangnan?"

"Your Majesty, that's right."

"How interesting. After they captured Duanmu Yun, did they not discover his identity?" He could bestow upon him a golden plaque as if he were personally present; the Long family must be either too stupid or too audacious.

"I think they should know, because that golden plaque was locked in the family's secret chamber by the head of the Long family."

His long eyebrows rose: "That saves me the trouble. You're very kind; you may leave now." Just as the guard turned to disappear, he asked again: "Do you know when their wedding is set?"

"Your Majesty, two months from now."

Waving for the guard to leave, Emperor Xuli smiled and placed the calligraphy brush on the brush holder, then said with a grin: "Ruo'er is awake? Did you enjoy eavesdropping?"

Ming Ruo walked out with a pale face. She trembled her lips and stood there, ignoring Emperor Xuli's gesture for her to come into his arms for the first time.

"What, you heard about Duanmu Yun and now you don't want to talk to your father anymore?" Emperor Xuli wasn't annoyed, only looking at her with a half-smile, his slender hand still outstretched, urging her into his arms. He wanted her to know that in this world, no one but him was her destiny, and Duanmu Yun was nothing more than a dull past in her long life. "...Ruo'er." His voice lowered slightly, clearly showing some anger.

Mingruo's purple eyes flickered, and she finally walked over slowly. Her hands were clasped together in front of her chest, her jade-like fingers tightly intertwined, but her eyes were full of tears: "...Why?"

"Ruo'er?" With a flick of his sleeve, he easily pulled her into his arms, his fingertips touching her trembling pink lips: "What are you asking?"

She sat obediently in his lap, tears suddenly falling, her long black eyelashes misting over: "Father...you promised you wouldn't hurt him, didn't you promise me?!" Her slender hands gripped the bright yellow dragon robe and tore at it with all her might. Mingruo felt like she was about to collapse, "Why...why are you doing this to me..." What had she done wrong?!

"Ruo'er..." Her purple eyes slowly deepened.

"You lied to me, you lied to me...why did you lie to me?!" She bit her lip, her large eyes glaring at Emperor Xuli with tears in them—this was the first time she had ever looked at him like this. "You said he was just going to Shandong for disaster relief, and that he'd be brought back if he did well, right?! As long as he does well, everything will be fine, won't it?!"

"Ruo'er, your father has never guaranteed he wouldn't harm Duanmu Yun. Even if he doesn't harm him once, it doesn't mean he won't harm him forever." Emperor Xuli narrowed his eyes and kissed her trembling lips. "You should feel fortunate that your father didn't kill him, but gave him a new life. Do you really think it's more merciful to let him continue to suffer the memory of watching his beloved woman in another man's arms? Rather than let him suffer, it's better to let him start over with a different identity, Ruo'er, what do you think?"

Tears streamed down her face, Mingruo's heart felt like it was being torn apart. She suddenly covered her mouth to stop herself from crying out: "...No...I don't want this, he is...he is mine...mine..." That was her Yunlang, not someone else's, he was hers!

His deep purple eyes stared at her: "Ruo'er, do you want Duanmu Yun to die immediately?"

Ming Ruo dared not cry out, only covering her face with her hands. After an unknown amount of time, she slowly looked at Emperor Xu Li, who was gazing at her with a slight smile: "You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?"

"You could say that, but initially I wanted to kill him, but... I spared his life because of you. Ruo'er really wants to know the whole story? Then Father will tell you." He shifted her position in his arms, his fingers tracing Mingruo's tear-streaked cheeks. "Duanmu Yun originally had to die so you could stay by my side without any distractions. But later I changed my mind. Rather than killing him and making you hate me for the rest of your life, it would be better for you to give up on him willingly. It just so happened that my spies in the army sent word that Duanmu Yun had saved a girl disguised as a man during his march, and that girl was the only beloved daughter of the Long family in Jiangnan. Although I hate Duanmu Yun, he is definitely the most desirable son-in-law for any unmarried girl. So—it was very logical to send him to Shandong, and the Long family was also very coincidentally preparing to find a husband for their only daughter, thus creating a good marriage, wasn't it?"

Mingruo didn't speak; she just looked at him, unblinking.

"Ruo'er, your father will not hide the slightest conspiracy from you. Didn't I tell you before? Sending him on the expedition was only to gain the opportunity to possess you. Randomly assigning a general was also because I knew how responsible Duanmu Yun was. As expected, he volunteered. Then, your father deliberately sent someone to leak the news that he was leading troops to the border, and left messages along the way so that Jiang's spies could track him. Then, let the people of Jiang know how important you are to Duanmu Yun, that he saved you when they tried to assassinate you, brought you to his side, and locked you in this palace. When you moved into Zhuohua Palace, I removed all the palace maids and eunuchs who knew you, ostensibly to keep the people of Jiang from knowing about you. In reality, this was just a smokescreen. Otherwise, how could you become a brand new Zhuohua? As for Jiang... Ruo'er, do you really think your father would take them seriously?" Just a small country, destroying it won't take him too long.

"As for the Long family... it was Father Emperor who deliberately spread the word. I let the Long family's daughter know Duanmu Yun's whereabouts, creating conditions for her to trap Duanmu Yun. It's laughable that the extremely stupid Long family actually thought they could really cover up the truth and deceive me. They're just a mere Long family." If he wanted to destroy them, he only needed to lift a finger.

Everything was his intention, and everything unfolded as he expected.

"Ruo'er, Father Emperor won't hide anything from you... you'll know the truth sooner or later, so Father Emperor might as well tell you directly."

Chapter 90, A Game Within a Game (Part 2)

No matter how meticulous the plan, no matter how deep the scheming, let alone resist, she didn't even have the ability to defend herself! Ming Ruo's hands trembled violently, and she suddenly covered her mouth to stop the sobs from escaping.

A pair of large, cold hands caressed her soft hands, slowly removing them from her face. Her tear-streaked face was now revealed before him, her beautiful purple phoenix eyes brimming with tears, glistening and swirling, seemingly radiating boundless sorrow, deep and shallow, as vast as the sea. "Ruo'er, he wasn't supposed to live this long. Now he can live on, and has a new life. Isn't that good?" His cold, thin lips slowly covered hers, gently sucking, soothing her trembling. "From now on, you'll stay by your father's side, and never think of anything else, okay?"

"No..." She shook her head repeatedly, her small hands gripping his large palm, her eyes filled with pleading. "Father... please don't do this... I don't want him to forget... please don't..." From now on, they would be strangers. She would never see him again, and he would have a new life, never to see her again.

"By your father's side, you don't need Duanmu Yun." Emperor Xu Li's voice was gentle, yet subtly cold. "Father is telling you this not so you can cry and remember Duanmu Yun, but so you can forget him completely from this moment on." Forget him completely, without leaving a trace. Like a boat passing through water without leaving a mark.

Mingruo could do nothing but shake her head. Emperor Xuli held her and gently rocked her, as if holding a small child, full of tenderness and affection: "Ruo'er, you can only be mine, understand? Anyone who might threaten my possession of you must be eliminated. Duanmu Yun is still alive because of you, because he is someone you value, so I let him go. But this is only temporary. I will wait for you for a year, two years, ten years, but not forever. When I am certain that your heart is not with me, or when you try to escape, I will destroy everything you care about, including Duanmu Yun, who may be living a happy life. Ruo'er doesn't want to see anything happen to him or Consort Huai, right?"

His voice was soft and gentle when he asked her this, just like when he usually coaxed her, full of tender affection, not at all like he was threatening her. But Mingruo knew very well that she had no right to refuse, not even a little bit.

How could he do this, how could he!

"Are you angry?" Long fingers hooked a strand of hair around his finger, and Xu Lidi looked at her tear-streaked face with a half-smile. "Accept your fate, Ruo'er, this is what you think." The fingers that were entwined with the hair slowly slid down to her heaving chest, the smoothness of it was mesmerizing. "Forget everything, don't leave a single thing behind."

Mingruo bit her lip and didn't answer, "...No...no..."

"Ruo'er, you can't be so selfish. You must stay by my side for the rest of your life, you can't be with Duanmu Yun anymore, so why are you clinging on? Let him be free, let him be happy, isn't that better?" Slowly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and Xu Lidi stretched out his arm, making her little bottom turn around on his lap, so that she was facing away from him. Mingruo was startled, her watery eyes widening suddenly, her eyelashes still trembling with moisture, unsure of what Emperor Xuli was about to do. So naturally, she didn't answer him. Yes, she was that selfish; even knowing he was right, she still couldn't easily offer her blessing.

"Does Ruo'er think your father is even more selfish than you?" His thin lips showered her jade-like neck with a series of delicate kisses. "Just because he took a liking to you, he disregarded everything to possess you, regardless of whether you were my biological child, regardless of whether you were already married. He barbarically and unreasonably snatched you away, locked you up, and forcibly took your body. He even schemed against your husband, leaving him speechless and forced to suffer in silence. Doesn't Ruo'er hate your father to the core?"

Mingruo stared blankly at the memorials on the table, tears falling one by one, but she remained silent.

“Even when you respond to me during our lovemaking, it's all fake, isn't it? You're just holding back because you're afraid of Father's wrath, aren't you? Actually, you hate it when I touch you like this... like this..." His large hand moved to her soft chest, grasping a tender breast through her palace dress, his fingertips pinching and slowly manipulating the delicate nipple. “Actually, you hate it, don't you? The feeling of utterly despising it yet still having to submit is incredibly shameful, especially since the person doing this to you is your own father? Ruo'er... you can't keep up the act anymore, can you? The news that Duanmu Yun forgot about you and is going to marry a new woman has completely shattered you, hasn't it? You feel that everything you've endured is meaningless, don't you?” The breast in his palm slowly began to bloom, and he could feel the soft nipple slowly hardening, so adorable that he couldn't resist the urge to destroy it. “You clearly hate it so much, yet you still can't control your body's reaction, Ruo'er... do you really think you can hide it from my eyes?” Her struggles, resentment, and anger... he saw them all, controlled them, and revealed nothing.

“I didn’t—” Mingruo’s delicate chest ached from being gripped so tightly. She couldn’t help but try to pull the large hand away, but Emperor Xu Li insisted, leaving her no room to resist. “It hurts…”

“Father, it hurts a lot here too, but you never look.” He released his hand, but still intentionally or unintentionally caressed the edge of her tender breast. “Actually, you really wanted to escape, really wanted to refuse Father’s touch, and even more wanted to go back to the beginning, hoping you had never met me, didn’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Mingruo lowered her head, tears still falling one by one. “Why…why did you do this to me…why…” She hadn’t done anything, so why was she the one who had to bear the consequences? Her last hope had been completely shattered by him. Now, where should she go?

“My dear Ruo’er, remember, you did nothing wrong.” He gently kissed her. “It’s Father who can’t let go. This has nothing to do with you, understand?”

She didn’t respond to him, only suppressing her sobs, her slender shoulders trembling with tears.

“You must stay with me, forever.” Turning her face towards him, Xu Lidi captured her trembling lips with his tongue, the scent of white datura flowers invading her mouth, bringing her endless aggression and unease. “I will not let you go.” Forever again.

Mingruo couldn’t accept any of this. She opened her small mouth and let him kiss her, but as before, she refused to give any response, even more stiff and resistant than before, as if she had stopped pretending.

But Xu Lidi didn’t care. No one understood Mingruo better than him—he understood her as well as she understood him. She was angry with him now, and perhaps for a long time in the future she would ignore him and not want to be close to him, but one day she would become his, body and soul.

He just needed to wait patiently.

Chapter 91, The Beauty of Bondage (Part 1)

She could never get out of this trap, Mingruo thought. She let Xu Lidi hold her tightly, her hands hanging limply in front of her. His lips and tongue intertwined with hers, intimate as if it were meant to be. “…Stay obediently by Father’s side, hmm?” he requested in a low, husky voice.

Mingruo didn’t answer him; she seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

“Father loves you very much, so Ruo’er promises Father that she will stay obediently by Father’s side, not go anywhere, not think about anything, okay?” He kissed her as he slipped his hand inside her bodice. With a gentle flick of his nimble fingers, the delicate sash opened, and layers of gauze slipped to the side, faintly revealing a touch of pale yellow rouge beneath. Her tender breasts swelled fully beneath the slightly tilted bodice, and from Emperor Xuli’s angle, an alluring cleavage exuded a fragrance that aroused desire.

She still didn’t move, but simply let him unbutton her bodice like a porcelain doll, reaching inside to grasp a handful of warm, soft jade. As her nipples were pinched, Mingruo let out a soft moan. Her waist instinctively tried to shift to the side to escape the stimulation, but she couldn't move an inch because of Xu Lidi's grip. She groaned softly, grabbing his wrists that were inside her bosom, trying to pull his hands away. But what he wanted to do was beyond her control. In the end, Mingruo not only failed to stop him, but also had her hands tied together with a belt, one end tied to her wrists and the other end to the dragon pillar beside the desk. "No... I don't want to..." she resisted softly, twisting her hands incessantly. She didn't like this, not at all. It made her feel as small as a grain of sand, so weak and helpless in the face of a storm.

Emperor Xu Li kissed her chin, one hand still inside her bodice, while the other rolled up the enormous crane-feather cloak on the hanger, adding another layer to the already thick carpet on the floor. He then sat down, holding her, a faint smile playing on his beautiful lips, a smile that was hard to decipher—was it mockery or lust? "It's gotten a bit bigger… these past few days of nourishing have finally yielded some results." He pressed down on one of her tender breasts with his palm, flattening it and releasing it, then pressing again, then releasing again. The snow-white flesh beneath his palm was incredibly smooth; just touching it like this gave Emperor Xu Li the illusion that he might crush it at any moment.

She was a natural beauty, her face and body both exceptionally beautiful, one in a million.

Mingruo stepped back until her back pressed against the pillar. The uneven texture of the pillar made her squint. Although she was still dressed, her incredibly soft skin felt uncomfortable even through the thick quilt, let alone with just a few thin layers of clothing. But she didn't cry out in pain. She just bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and watched the hand that had slipped into her bodice and was causing a ruckus. She closed her eyes weakly.

Well-maintained fingertips gently kneaded her tender breasts. The touch was as smooth and tempting as milk. Xu Lidi couldn't help but lean in and kiss her neck, which exuded the fragrance of peach blossoms, leaving deep and shallow bite marks on her jade-like skin. He didn't immediately undo Mingruo's bodice. This half-concealed, half-revealed appearance only aroused the deepest desires in his heart. At this moment, Mingruo's fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, her black hair was loose, and her delicate features were quietly lowered, like a figure in a painting. Her bound hands made her appear even more delicate than usual, adding a touch of tortured beauty to her already fragile appearance. Such a beauty... to tie her up and wantonly defile her—how arousing that would be!

Mingruo felt a pain in her wrist, but she remained silent, leaning against the pillar with her eyes closed. Duanmu Yun's face receded further and further away until it disappeared from her sight. She didn't know if she had forgotten him or if he had forgotten her. At this moment, sitting cross-legged on the crane cloak, being toyed with, it seemed not to be Mingruo, but another pitiful soul. "Mmm..." she whimpered softly, her tender breasts still pitifully unripe. Touching them gently, the flesh still had a slightly firm texture, a symbol of girlhood, indicating how small, delicate, and easily hurt she was.

The crimson and yellow bodice quickly became disheveled due to Xu Lidi's kneading. The ties lay haphazardly to one side, the original knot loosened and tilted to her delicate shoulder, threatening to fall off. The left side, being more exposed, vaguely revealed a tender breast, its slight rise and fall more alluring than a surging wave. Because of Emperor Xu Li's teasing, her two tender pink nipples involuntarily stood erect, pushing against the smooth fabric to create two protrusions. Emperor Xu Li could clearly see that her delicate skin was beginning to blush faintly; she was aroused.

Even if she didn't like this in her heart, even if she resisted this intimacy with him, her body's reaction couldn't lie.

He loosened the belt tied around her fair wrists, but still made sure she couldn't break free. Then, slowly and deliberately, he untied the ribbons of her bodice. The bodice, embroidered with blooming peach blossoms, slid down at an extremely slow pace, finally stopping above her lower abdomen, barely covering her two swollen, rosy nipples. The flowing palace dress slipped down because Mingruo's hands were bound, revealing her two jade-white wrists. This beautiful sight made Emperor Xu Li's eyes instantly deepen. "My darling Ruo'er... look, they're all swollen here." He teased and played with her already pretty nipples, leaning forward and licking them sharply through the thin bodice.

Mingruo jolted awake, her tightly closed eyes snapping open to a lewd scene unfold before her.

"She's still so young, it's all pink here, so tender and sweet… Father loves it." His slightly cool lips and tongue enveloped a pink nipple, sucking gently. Her already erect breasts hardened like pebbles. Mingruo couldn't help but moan, trying to struggle, but her hands were bound, rendering her immobile. She whimpered, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at the head licking her chest. What was this feeling? A mixture of pain and pleasure. Mingruo was in agony; the dual stimulation of body and mind made it impossible for her to accept it. "No… ah… don't bite… it hurts…" he bit her with his teeth.

Her bodice was quickly soaked through. Emperor Xu Li chuckled, ignoring Ming Ruo's protests. He reached up and scratched the back of her neck twice, as if soothing a disobedient cat, before removing the bodice. The girl's alabaster-white upper body was immediately revealed before him.

She was still dressed, but her blouse was open, and with the bodice removed, her silk outer garment swayed back and forth with her movements, making her breasts appear and disappear, yet all the more alluring.

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Her alabaster-white fingertips lightly hooked the outer garment and pulled it outwards, revealing one of her breasts completely to Emperor Xu Li. He stared at her for a while, until Mingruo couldn't help but shiver. Only then did a smile appear on his thin lips. He then buried his face in her breasts, his straight nose rubbing against the soft cleavage, his lips lightly brushing against the smooth flesh of her breasts.

Mingruo moved her wrists, not knowing how Emperor Xuli had bound her. Forget about untying her; she couldn't even struggle. The belt bound her wrists very loosely, so it was clear she couldn't break free. The itching in her chest made Mingruo want to back away, but Emperor Xuli pressed closer, giving her no chance to escape.

"Does it hurt?" He looked up at her, his handsome face still buried between her breasts, rubbing back and forth. "Father's kiss will make it stop hurting." As he spoke, he took one of her swollen nipples into his mouth and began to bite and tease it with his lips and teeth.

Her waist bent, Mingruo tried her best to back away, but her body was already pressed against the pillar, where could she possibly retreat to? At best, she was hoping he would be gentle; to think of escaping was simply a pipe dream. "Ah ah..." Her petite body twisted and turned, trying to shake off the invading lips and tongue on her chest, "Ugh..." Like a small animal afraid to resist, she could only whimper, unable to escape.

After his head entered her chest, his outer robe, which had been lifted, swung back, concealing him inside. From Mingruo's angle, she couldn't see Emperor Xuli's head at all, only her chest bulging, heaving with each heave. Countless waves of pleasure surged towards her, leaving her dizzy and unable to resist. Having reigned for decades, Emperor Xuli was naturally no pushover. If he wanted, he could easily torment her to death with his methods. To bring her to the peak but prevent her from releasing her pent-up desires was as easy as eating and drinking for him. He only softened his heart because this woman was Mingruo.

Slowly and deliberately suckling at her tender nipple, Emperor Xuli, mindful of her young age and still developing body, restrained his strength when biting her breasts, afraid of hurting her. But Mingruo didn't know; she only felt discomfort and didn't want him to touch her. The matter of Duanmu Yun had completely devastated her, leaving her without even the will to understand Emperor Xuli's thoughts. She didn't want to make love with him again, yet she couldn't resist the immense pleasure, and for a moment, her heart was filled with self-loathing. "No… ah… don't bite me…" He bit her again.

His sharp teeth first ground against the tender, seemingly fragile pink tip in his mouth, then he spat it out. Emperor Xuli casually looked up at Mingruo; her pretty face was flushed, her cheeks as pink as a delicate peach blossom, her lowered eyes seeming to hold a thousand words to tell, filled with boundless sorrow. His large hand slowly caressed her jade-like cheek, then his slender body climbed up until he reached the same height as Mingruo. His cool lips kissed her cheek, and the hand that had been caressing her face moved down to stroke her slightly swollen lips: "Father bit you because he loves you. Doesn't Ruo'er like it?"

Mingruo glanced at him weakly, then turned her head away in resentment, not answering him. Her hands, which were held above her head, clenched into fists imperceptibly, as if in disgust or resistance.

But no matter what, Emperor Xuli didn't like it. With a forceful pull, Mingruo opened her soft lips without any room for struggle, revealing her fragrant mouth. His sharp phoenix eyes stared fixedly at her mouth, which was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Emperor Xuli then inserted a finger and stirred it inside, teasing her delicate tongue. Mingruo couldn't resist, nor could she speak. Soon, clear, fragrant saliva dripped down her lips, some falling onto her chest, some soaking her silk robe.

She felt ashamed, being violated by her father in this position, yet powerless to resist. She couldn't even shake her head from side to side. Emperor Xu Li's hands seemed gentle, but she could never escape them. She knew her saliva was flowing down like a little child's, wetting his palm—it was utterly shameful and filthy!

Even though Consort Huai hadn't been by her side to teach her from a young age, Mingruo had still received an excellent education. As a senior palace maid, Duan Mama was well-versed in etiquette and manners. Under her tutelage, Mingruo was more chaste and discreet than other royal children. What Emperor Xu Li did to her was something she had never experienced before. In the year since her marriage to Duanmu Yun, although they often made love, there had never been such a shameful moment, because Duanmu Yun couldn't bear to part with her. But Emperor Xu Li was different. He wanted her, loved her, and wanted to do everything he wanted to her, and she couldn't resist, otherwise she would be considered disobedient.

And the consequence of disobedience would be even more shameful and unbearable treatment.

Seeing the faint glimmer of tears in those identical purple eyes, Xu Lidi smiled faintly, lowered his head to kiss Mingruo's open mouth, his tongue first licking around her lips, swirling all the flowing saliva into his own mouth, and then feeding it back to her.

This wasn't the first time Mingruo had tasted Xu Lidi's saliva. She didn't like it, but she couldn't refuse. He held her chin, forcing her to keep her mouth open. If she didn't want to choke, her only option was to obediently swallow it. "Mmm..." Her pink lips trembled continuously, but Xu Lidi didn't seem to care. He simply focused on feeding her his saliva, then their lips and tongues intertwined, unwilling to separate.

Obediently swallowing the mingled saliva between them, Mingruo closed her eyes in embarrassment. Suddenly, a cool sensation came from her chest. The clothes that had barely covered her breasts were lifted, and Xulidi released his grip on her chin, instead cupping her soft, smooth breasts in his hands, though his thin lips remained on her small mouth.

Mingruo made a few muffled "woo-woo" sounds, indistinct and unintelligible. Xulidi moved closer to her face, the two extremely close. He gently kneaded her silky smooth breasts, the delicate flesh peeking out from his palms, shimmering with a dazzling white light. This body of ice-cold jade skin was his favorite. "So, Ruo'er is a natural beauty. Look at these tender breasts, the softest and most delicate I have ever seen, as tender as mutton fat." As he spoke, he pinched the delicate nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pulling them from side to side, just as he had done before.

"Mmm..." Mingruo let out a soft moan from the pleasure, her tender voice clear and charming. With just that one sound, Xu Lidi felt his desire swell and harden even more. "Ah..." The sensation of her nipples being pinched was so tingling, numb, and itchy. Mingruo narrowed her tearful eyes, but her moan was abruptly swallowed by Xu Lidi. With her hands tied in the air and her body being played with by him, Mingruo felt very insecure in this situation where she had no one to rely on. She trembled her long eyelashes and couldn't help but lean against the pillar behind her, wanting to find some comfort.

Chapter 093, The Beauty of Restraint (Part 2)

But in Xu Lidi's heart, she could only rely on him. Seeing her lean against the pillar again, he hooked his hand, released her tender breasts, and instead wrapped his arms around Mingruo's waist, pulling her into his embrace: "Good girl, don't move." His thin lips kissed her face, while his fingertips circled back and forth on her sensitive waist.

Mingruo arched her back, making futile attempts to evade him. She knew she couldn't escape, but her heart was filled with resentment. Her pink lips parted weakly and helplessly, enduring his invasion once more. This entanglement of lips and tongue was all too familiar, yet Mingruo was unwilling to fully surrender herself. She clenched her fists and gently tugged at her wrists a few times, but the belt was tied so tightly that she couldn't break free with her strength. Because of Emperor Xuli's release, her breasts, which had just been freed, became even more erect upon contact with the cold air. Mingruo felt a little cold, and goosebumps appeared on her skin. Emperor Xuli noticed this as well. He merely frowned, then reached out and unfastened his dragon robe, placing Mingruo inside. Their naked chests pressed together, and they both involuntarily shivered, unsure whether it was from the stimulation or the cold.

Feeling two delicate little buds rubbing against his chest, Xu Lidi's eyes slowly turned into a deep, almost blackish purple. Those two mounds of flesh were so different from his own skin—tender, thin, and incredibly elastic, with extremely delicate nipples. This rubbing caused his desire to surge. After a hasty kiss on Mingruo's lips, Xu Lidi turned his attention back to her jade-white breasts. He was reluctant to let her leave his embrace, but he couldn't bear to miss the sight. He untied his belt from the dragon pillar, then picked Mingruo up and carried her to the inner room. Since Mingruo had rested there earlier, he had ordered a brazier lit, so it wasn't cold, and he could finally enjoy her properly.

Mingruo opened her hazy eyes, unaware of Emperor Xuli's intentions, yet knowing she couldn't refuse. The way he held her caused her outer garment, which had been covering her breasts, to fall down, leaving her delicate bosom fully exposed. Mingruo tried to cover herself, only to realize her hands were still bound. She was filled with shame and embarrassment, her pretty face flushed a vibrant red. Emperor Xuli, however, seemed oblivious to her predicament. He strode forward, his eyes fixed on her breasts, taking in the trembling of her nipples.

Emperor Xuli seemed to relish Mingruo's alluring demeanor, so even after entering the inner room, he refused to put her down, instead carrying her as he walked around. The faster he walked, the faster her breasts swayed, their two delicate pink tips blooming pitifully, tempting all who beheld them. Mingruo was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment. Of course, she could see her own state and couldn't miss the lustful look in Xu Lidi's eyes, but what could she do? How he wanted to treat her was beyond her control.

The inner window wasn't closed, and a cold draft occasionally blew in. Mingruo felt cold and shivered. Xu Lidi glanced at the window, but instead of putting her down, he walked towards it. Fortunately, no one was outside, otherwise Mingruo would have been mortified. "Ruo'er, are you cold?"

Mingruo didn't know what answer Xu Lidi wanted. She hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding. He chuckled and said, "Then close the window."

Close it? How?!

With her hands not free, Mingruo naturally didn't know how to close the window. Emperor Xuli smiled and looked at her slender white legs hidden under her skirt, saying, "Naturally, you'll close it with your feet."

She immediately bit her lip, and all ten toes involuntarily curled up. How could a young lady's jade feet be exposed so casually? Even if no one was outside, Mingruo couldn't do such a shameless thing. She froze for a while, and Emperor Xuli wasn't in a hurry. He just lowered his head and teased her two tender, erect breasts with his chin: "If you don't close it, someone might come over."

But how could Mingruo dare to close it? Her underpants had already been taken off by him. Apart from a thin outer garment and underpants, she was completely naked. She could indeed stretch out her legs to close the window, but, but—she was so embarrassed that tears were about to fall. Emperor Xuli saw her pitiful appearance with tears in her eyes, and remembered the quarrel they had had earlier because of Duanmu Yun. Although he had already concluded that it was only a matter of time before he got her, he couldn't tolerate any nonsense. For a moment, he didn't try to coax her.

"No..." Mingruo cried out in fright. In front of Emperor Xuli, she was always as simple and clear-headed as a newly weaned baby, with no room for refusal or resistance.

"Don't want to close it with your foot?" Knowing her shyness as a young lady, Emperor Xuli asked with a light laugh, his gaze shifting to the chicken head meat that trembled slightly from crying, fragrant, smooth, and intoxicatingly tender. "Then what reward will Ruo'er receive if Father Emperor closes it?"

Reward?

What reward did he want?

"Father Emperor can close it, but Ruo'er must promise to play a game with Father Emperor later to enhance the affection between us as husband and wife." He smiled and threw out the bait, knowing that the little beauty would definitely fall for it. In his hands, how could she possibly refuse?

As soon as Mingruo nodded, Emperor Xuli closed the window. His arms were still holding Mingruo, and she didn't even see how he closed the window. She only knew that when she came to her senses, she was placed on the soft couch.

Because she often accompanied him in the Imperial Study while he reviewed memorials, the slightly smaller soft couch had been replaced with one almost the size of the dragon bed in the Panlong Palace. Around it were blazing braziers, so Mingruo was no longer cold, but the smile in Emperor Xuli's eyes sent shivers down her spine. She wondered what incredible thing she had agreed to.

Explaining it wouldn't make her understand, so Emperor Xuli simply tossed the other end of his belt, which was hanging on the ground, upwards and tied it to the beam. Mingruo gasped, her teary eyes wide with surprise, as her entire body was hoisted up, her legs kneeling on the couch while her upper body stood upright. Her loosened black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, barely concealing her two crimson breasts. Tears welled in her eyes from fear. Seeing Emperor Xuli retreat two or three steps away, her heart tightened. She didn't know what he wanted, and her lips trembled. "Father..."

"Good girl, don't be afraid," Emperor Xuli soothed her with a smile. He flipped his hand, and several white ribbons appeared. Mingruo was even more startled and instinctively shrank back. His

deep purple eyes gazed with admiration at the breathtaking scene before him. The delicate girl wore only a thin veil, her hands bound to the ceiling. She knelt weakly, like a peach blossom ready to receive rain, trembling feebly. Her breasts were full and round, and Emperor Xuli could almost imagine the intoxicating beauty when he touched them. Two snow-white, delicate legs were revealed beneath her skirt. The cleavage between her legs, though indistinct, aroused a strong desire to explore. With her exquisitely beautiful features, ethereal and delicate beauty, and alluring charm, how could anyone not be captivated and infatuated with her?

Even from a distance, it was a breathtakingly beautiful sight. Emperor Xu Li stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his right hand. A ribbon flew out like a dragon, wrapping around a slender, white leg. Ming Ruo's gaze followed to her ankle, her face instantly turning pale. Before she could speak, her left leg was pulled out, one end tied to her ankle, the other held in Emperor Xu Li's hand. "No—Father, what are you doing?! No—"

"Now you're willing to speak to Father?" Raising an eyebrow, Emperor Xu Li slowly tied the ribbon binding her left leg to a hanging ring. Ming Ruo's eyes widened—she hadn't even noticed when these hanging rings had appeared in the room. It seemed Emperor Xu Li had prepared them specifically to toy with her, yet she was so naive, having no idea what they were for.

So this is what Mingruo is like now: her hands are tied vertically to the beam above her head, one leg is pulled up and suspended in the air, while the other leg is kneeling diagonally on the soft couch, leaving her private parts exposed. She knows that Emperor Xuli won't give up so easily, because he still has several ribbons he hasn't used on her yet!

"Be good, don't be afraid, would your father bully you?" Emperor Xuli's purple eyes were deep because of the beautiful scene before him. He slowly approached Mingruo, took out another ribbon, and waved it in front of her, but didn't use it, deliberately making her worry and fear. "Given that Ruo'er yelled at your father about Duanmu Yun earlier, I have to punish you properly today, otherwise, won't you take advantage of my favor and act like a king in the future?"

...He referred to himself as "I" again.

Mingruo shrank back a little, only then realizing that she had truly angered Emperor Xuli. “…No…Father…Ruo’er knows she was wrong…”

“You always say you know you were wrong, but I really can’t see what you’re wrong about.” He sighed softly, feigning regret, and gently pulled the ribbon between her legs. The soft ribbon rubbed against her delicate pink clitoris through her underpants, causing Mingruo’s waist to ache, and her sensitive vulva immediately became wet. Emperor Xu Li glanced at her, smiling as he pulled the ribbon out, showing her the wetness. “Ruo’er, look at this. If you really know you were wrong, then let more water flow out so that Father’s anger will subside.” As he spoke, he slowly put the ribbon back between her legs in front of her. This was

truly a double torment of mind and body. Mingruo endured the intense pleasure from her private parts, her small hands, hanging from the beam, swaying incessantly, as if trying to distract herself. But how could Emperor Xuli let her succeed so easily? With a pull of his hands, his fingers also approached the warm, tender opening, gently caressing it through the silk ribbon. "Isn't it comfortable, hmm? Ruo'er's body is very sensitive, ah... look, the water is flowing out again." He picked up a drop of water with his long fingers, patting it between his fingertips, and then showed it to Mingruo. "Look, Ruo'er, this is what's flowing out of your body."

Before Mingruo could answer, Emperor Xuli put his fingertip in his mouth, his purple eyes fixed on her face, watching her expression, and then slowly sucked the sweet moisture off his fingertip. Mingruo blushed, not knowing how to react, and finally could only close her eyes.

"Open your eyes."

She didn't move.

The usually cold voice now carried a hint of anger: "Ruo'er, open your eyes."

She trembled her long eyelashes and finally opened her eyes. Emperor Xu Li's handsome face was only an inch away from hers. He first licked her lips, then said with a slight threat, "You are not allowed to close your eyes when your father kisses and touches you. I want you to see for yourself how your father plays with you, do you hear me?"

"...Yes."

The ribbon left Ming Ruo's legs, but before she could even catch her breath, she was terrified by the fabric wrapped around her neck.

The snow-white ribbon wrapped around her delicate neck, crossed and circled in front of her chest, then meandered down, wrapping around the edges of her two tender breasts and tying knots behind her back. Presumably because he couldn't bear to hurt her, Emperor Xu Li tied it very lightly, but it created an extremely alluring and beautiful shape. He even used the ribbon to tie her delicate breasts several times, letting the flesh of her breasts be exposed layer by layer, with a tender red tip standing erect, so beautiful that it made one want to sigh. "So beautiful."

Mingruo looked at her body with shame, her chest aching from the binding, especially her delicate nipples, which were particularly red and swollen from the pressure. "Father... Father, don't do this to me... It hurts..."

"It won't hurt, Ruo'er. Didn't you just promise to play a game with Father?" Emperor Xuli spoke as he leaned forward, gently grasping one of her breasts with each hand, then opening his thin lips to take one of the rosy nipples into his mouth. Her nipples were noticeably harder than before, perhaps because of the bindings, making them feel chewier in his mouth. Just burying his face in her chest, a floral fragrance wafted up, refreshing and invigorating. "This is the game Father wants to play with you."

This was no game; it was clearly an excuse for him to torture and humiliate her! Mingruo's eyes reddened, but she couldn't utter a word. She could only suppress the pleasure from having her nipples sucked, moaning softly, "Ah...no...woo..."

"You have to have it even if you don't want to." Releasing the swollen nipple, Xu Lidi bit down on the other one, kneading her breasts, which were mostly bound by ribbons, with both hands. He teased, "Father has said it many times, hasn't he? Play with it a little longer, and it'll grow very big." Hmm, it did feel a bit bigger when touched like this, but the nipple was still small, a tiny red dot on it.

Mingruo felt uncomfortable from being bound, and her right leg was numb from being bent under her body. She felt a little dizzy for a moment, but she didn't know if it was from the pleasure given by Xu Lidi or from her physical discomfort. "Woo..."

His large hands slid down and picked up another ribbon.

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