[Fantasy] The Captive Concubine's Tale (Complete) - Chapter 23

Chapter 177. What kind of father would steal food from his son

? He's looking at her like that… isn't that a

bit inappropriate? Mingruo nervously swallowed, wanting to turn away, but she was sitting on Emperor Xuli's lap and couldn't go anywhere. So she could only fix her gaze on Shunyuan in her arms, silently praying he would eat faster… if he didn't, his mother would be eaten clean!

"Ruo'er…" a hoarse voice called, accompanied by fingers stroking Mingruo's chest. She couldn't help but glance at him quickly, wanting to hide but having nowhere to go. Shunyuan sucked hard, his little hands resting softly on her chest, his eyes slowly closing, only occasionally opening suddenly to look at her, then closing again after feeling relieved. "Your breasts have gotten bigger again."

Even if they have, please don't say it, okay? Mingruo was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment, holding Shunyuan in one arm and quickly pulling up her clothes with the other, completely covering her son and her exposed breasts.

Emperor Xu Li raised an eyebrow and leaned close to her ear: "You're full, Shun Yuan is full, but Father is still very hungry."

"Hungry...hungry? Then eat!" Ming Ruo shuddered. His hot breath hit her ear, sending shivers down her spine. For some reason, Ming Ruo had a bad feeling—she was in trouble.

Sure enough, Emperor Xu Li smiled and kissed her fair earlobe, murmuring, "I don't want to eat these things."

"Then what do you want to eat?" As soon as she said this, Ming Ruo regretted it so much she wanted to bite her tongue off. Emperor Xu Li seemed to have been waiting for her to ask this question. He immediately reached out and cupped her small face: "I want to eat the same things as Shun Yuan."

This...how could she answer in a way that would satisfy him and save herself from trouble? "Father...Father wouldn't have eaten these things while Ruo'er was asleep, would he?"

The little thing dared to question him like that. "What do you think, Ruo'er?" A nimble tongue slipped into her small ear, licking it once on the left and sucking it on the right. Ming Ruo's ears were sensitive, and with Emperor Xu Li's kiss, she immediately went limp. If she hadn't been holding Shun Yuan in her arms, she might have collapsed long ago. "Father, Father Emperor—no—you can't take food from your son—"

"I'll only eat a little," he said, his large hand already covering her chest, rubbing against it through the thin fabric. Ming Ruo's tears were about to fall. Was this how a father acted? Taking food from his son. "No, no—"

Her refusal was quite firm, but it didn't matter. "Shun Yuan can't eat that much. Besides, you've been sleeping for a month, your breasts are already very engorged. Do you expect the palace maids to help you express them?"

Just thinking about the scene Emperor Xu Li described sent a chill down Ming Ruo's spine. No, absolutely not. And what her father said seemed to make sense; her breasts really hurt. At first, she thought that feeding Shun Yuan would be enough, but she hadn't expected it to be engorgement… “Then… then just a little…”

“Father promises.” Emperor Xu Li chuckled, his hand on the little beauty's pulse, naturally letting him mold her as he pleased. “Come on, lift your clothes up a little, Father can't see.”

Ming Ru blushed, trying to hide herself by pulling up the hem of her clothes, revealing an inch of her tender white skin. Emperor Xu Li watched, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He leaned closer to Ming Ru's chest, his high nose rubbing against the deep cleavage of her breasts, his heart filled with pride and possessiveness. It was all thanks to him; if it weren't for him, how could it have grown into what it is today? “I said before, this will always grow.” As he spoke, his hand encircled one of her pink, swollen breasts, his fingers playing with the red, swollen nipple.

She was breastfeeding, and with this touch, white milk seeped from the tip. Although Mingruo had never actually witnessed these things, she knew from books that this was a necessary process for a woman to become a mother. Xuli Di's eyes were like those of a wolf that had been starving for a very long time. Thinking about it, it made sense; he hadn't touched her since she entered her sixth month of pregnancy, roughly half a year... he hadn't satisfied himself.

Perhaps Xuli Di's gaze was too intense, because the nipple, which had only been leaking a small drop of milk, began to flow excitedly again, slowly but incredibly alluring.

Before the drop of milk could fall onto her clothes, Xuli Di caught it.

Mingruo looked at his expression of enjoyment, her face flushed red enough to fry an egg. To divert her attention, she turned her gaze to Shunyuan. The little one was still suckling, his forehead covered in a layer of sweat. He looked... really healthy. Mingruo couldn't help but smile gently, lightly stroking the little head in her arms, but then a spasm of pleasure coursed through her body. She looked to her left, and there was Xuli Di, suckling at her soft nipple, his eyes full of laughter.

Two heads, one large and one small, were suckling at her breasts, but the sensations were completely different. When Shun Yuan suckled her, she felt only maternal love, but when her father suckled her… she… she… Ming Ruo bit her lip sharply, but a large hand suddenly landed on her chin. “Don’t bite your lip.”

Cool fingertips caressed her soft lips. Ming Ruo stared blankly at Emperor Xu Li before her. He was looking at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. Even a blind person could see his affection and sincerity.

Why… did they have to be father and daughter? Even if they could be together in this life, her heart would be tormented for eternity. Ming Ruo unconsciously pouted, still looking like a spoiled daughter, not at all like someone who had become a mother.

She licked her lips, sucking the drop of sweet juice from the corner of her mouth into her stomach. Emperor Xu Li smiled gently: “It’s sweet. It’s too good for this little thing to eat.”

Ming Ruo blushed and was about to put her clothes down, but Emperor Xu Li grabbed her wrist. He kissed her little hand, holding her in his arms and caressing her gently: "This past month, Father has missed you so much." He was practically going crazy with longing.

Suddenly, Shun Yuan let out a soft hum. Ming Ruo's heart skipped a beat, but he held her hand tightly. "Father—"

He pulled down her clothes, covering her exposed, beautiful breasts. "Fu An—" When Eunuch An entered, Emperor Xu Li took Shun Yuan from Ming Ruo's arms and handed him to Eunuch An. "Take him to the side hall." He had already ordered a small cradle prepared, just waiting for Ming Ruo to wake up so the little guy could sleep in a different place.

Ming Ruo watched as Eunuch An carried Shun Yuan away, feeling both reluctant and aggrieved: "Why did you send him away?"

Emperor Xu Li licked his lips: "Because I want to eat." Having a little guy around was such a killjoy. Did she think he was letting her off the hook just because he'd given in? Was he really that easy to talk to?

Ha!

Mingruo was startled and quickly covered her clothes, staring at Emperor Xuli with the eyes of someone glaring at a lecherous man, constantly on guard against his sudden attack—even though her resistance was probably utterly futile.

Chapter 178, Where Are the Old Friends (Part 1)

Unfortunately, in front of Emperor Xuli, Mingruo's resistance was so weak that it was nothing to fear. No matter how unwilling she was, in the end, Emperor Xuli stripped her naked, touching and eating her all over her body, only the final step was left. If it weren't for the fact that she had just

recovered from a serious illness , she might have been eaten to the bone long ago.

Covering her slightly aching chest, Mingruo pouted in dissatisfaction. She glanced resentfully at Emperor Xuli, her chest aching from his sucking, the feeling of fullness gone, her chest seemed empty, it was Shunyuan's food, but it had all gone into his stomach alone.

A large hand covered her small hand, gently massaging it. Emperor Xu Li kissed Ming Ruo's cheek and asked, "Does it hurt?" His fingertips pressed against her swollen breasts through the thin blanket. "Father will massage them for you."

She wasn't stupid enough to let him massage her; why would she send a lamb to the slaughter? Ming Ruo's eyes flashed with wariness. She immediately slapped away Emperor Xu Li's hand, which was incessantly kneading her breasts, and hid in a corner. "It hurts! Father, please stop!" She was practically drained dry by him… Even if she had plenty of milk, it wouldn't be enough for him alone, okay?

Emperor Xu Li chuckled, ignoring her protests as he pulled her into his arms and rocked her gently. "I need to go to the Imperial Study to handle some matters. Ruo'er, would you like to come along?" Seeing Ming Ruo shake her head vigorously, he smiled again. "Indeed, Ruo'er needs to rest well. After all, this... is my and Shun Yuan's shared treasure trove." His cool fingertips kneaded her swollen breasts, then pulled the blanket down before Ming Ruo could even refuse. Her

once small nipples were now incredibly swollen, standing erect and red on the tops of her snow-white breasts. He reached down and pinched the base of her nipples, and after a long while, only a little milk appeared—it had indeed been sucked dry. Emperor Xu Li leaned forward, sticking out his tongue, his warm tip licking the swollen nipple. Ming Ruo shuddered, gripping the blanket tightly with both hands, a sharp pain shooting through her chest. She couldn't help but push Emperor Xu Li away: "Father, please—"

She really had been sucked until her nipples were swollen. Emperor Xu Li tenderly kissed the soft, white flesh of her breasts in his palm, his fingers brushing over the delicate nipples. Seeing him relent, Ming Ruo breathed a sigh of relief. She never imagined she would actually be pinned down on the bed and spend so much time without any real intercourse, but it was close enough. At least, at least she had gained far more than he had.

"Good girl, rest for a while. I'll have Fu An wait outside. If you want anything, just ask him to get it, okay?"

Ming Ruo obediently lay down under his arms, letting him cover her with the blanket, and nodded gently. Emperor Xu Li, seeing her obedience, felt a surge of tenderness. He stroked her face, got up, and found her some clothes, placing them by the bedside so she wouldn't be unable to find them if she needed them. Then he hastily tidied his own clothes and went to the imperial study. Ming Ruo watched him walk away, the crisp sound of the beaded curtain fading until it fell completely silent. Her mind gradually became hazy, and drowsiness washed over her; she soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already dark, but Emperor Xuli still hadn't returned. After her nap, Mingruo felt her breasts were swollen again. She tentatively pressed them, and sure enough, there was a familiar yet unfamiliar stinging pain. A drop of milk seeped from the tip, even wetting the brocade quilt. Her thick, long brows furrowed. Was her body too healthy? How could she be producing milk again so quickly?

Little did she know what unparalleled treasures Emperor Xuli had used to save her life during the month she had been unconscious. He had even given her a single dose of a royal secret medicine, just so she could stay in the world with him for a few more years.

Mingruo naturally didn't know, but her chest was painfully swollen, so she called for Eunuch An to bring Shun Yuan, who was sleeping in the side hall, over. The little guy had just woken up, his round, purple eyes looking around curiously. Upon seeing her, he gave her a charming smile.

Mingruo's heart melted at his smile, and she quickly reached out to take him from Eunuch An's arms.

"Your Majesty..."

Holding Shunyuan, Mingruo glanced casually at Eunuch An: "What is it?"

"This servant has another matter to ask Your Majesty for help with." Eunuch An looked around; although he knew there couldn't be anyone else in Panlong Palace, he was still habitually on guard.

Mingruo stroked Shunyuan's little face in her arms: "Go ahead." Her eyes had darkened, carrying a faint sorrow.

"Since Your Majesty has decided to stay by the Emperor's side, you must not think of anything else." Eunuch An sighed softly. "After Your Majesty fainted from giving birth to the Crown Prince, the Emperor has lost interest in state affairs, and the guards at the Imperial Prison have been relaxed. The General has already escaped safely."

Mingruo's face was expressionless, revealing no emotion, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was alive too.

"That's good. Why are you telling me all this?" She blinked, teasing the giggling little Shunyuan.

Eunuch An hesitated for a moment: "His Majesty never does anything without certainty, and he certainly won't let his prey escape. Her Majesty knows this."

Of course she knew; she was, in fact, one of the prey. "Eunuch An, there's no need for further explanation. Please speak plainly."

"Although the General escaped, he is poisoned and needs Her Majesty's blood as an antidote."

"Poisoned?" Ming Ruo suddenly looked up. "Why was he poisoned?!"

"Although those who came to rescue the General were all top-notch, the Imperial Guards are not to be underestimated. When the General broke through the Imperial Guard's encirclement, he was poisoned with a poison specifically used against death row inmates; no one in the world can cure it." Eunuch An glanced at her meaningfully. Still relying on his own hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large granular protrusions, closely matching the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... rhythmic and irresistible! Click to enter.

Ming Ruo was stunned for a moment: "I can cure his poison?"

"Exactly." Eunuch An suddenly knelt down, "Although no one can cure this poison, there is a secret medicine in the palace, said to be able to heal the dead and bring the dead back to life. At that time, the Empress was exhausted from giving birth to the Crown Prince and was on the verge of death. It was the Emperor who fed you this secret medicine, which extended the Empress's life. Although the medicine is no longer available, the Empress once took this medicine, so—the Empress's blood should have the same effect as this medicine."

"I have sworn never to see him again. Bring me a knife, and I will give you my blood." Ming Ruo lowered her eyelids, her fingers touching Shun Yuan's face again and again.

“Useless Your Highness, even blood has its time limit. It takes an hour to travel from the palace to the general’s hiding place; there’s simply no time.”

Mingruo suddenly looked up: “So, does Eunuch mean I should leave the palace? Don’t forget who stopped me when I wanted to leave! Forgive my ignorance, but I truly don’t understand what Eunuch’s intentions are.” He harmed her and Duanmu Yun, and now he wants to save Duanmu Yun; even though he had explained it before, Mingruo refused to believe it.

“Your Highness—” Eunuch An sighed. “This servant is just a servant. His only loyal masters are the Emperor, the Empress, and the Crown Prince. The rest… are merely the last vestiges of his conscience. I beg Your Majesty, for the sake of our old friendship, to save the General’s life. Moreover… since the General escaped from the prison, the capital's security has been even tighter. I must ask Your Majesty for help.”

With a “plop,” Mingruo looked into her arms. Little Shunyuan was giggling and blowing bubbles. Her heart softened even more, but when she looked at Eunuch An, her tone was only indifferent: “I understand. Come and take me out of the palace tomorrow.”

Shunyuan didn’t seem to understand her words. He was even happier, his little mouth widening to reveal his pink, toothless gums. Mingruo could hardly believe that such an adorable little thing had come from her womb. She smiled and looked at Eunuch An, who immediately and tactfully withdrew.

The little thing was only a month old; even moving her hand seemed too delicate and weak. Even if he laughed, he probably didn't even know what he was laughing at, right? Mingruo held Shunyuan's tiny hand; his little hand was so soft and tender, his chubby arms round and plump like lotus roots. Mingruo carefully examined Shunyuan, unable to say whether he resembled her more or Emperor Xuli more. "Is Shunyuan hungry?"

The little guy giggled and blew bubbles. Since he couldn't speak, he naturally didn't understand what his mother was asking, he just

grinned foolishly. "Laugh, laugh, laugh, is that all you can do?" Mingruo wrinkled her nose, then rubbed her face against Shunyuan's fair cheek. Shunyuan blinked his big eyes at her, blew bubbles from his little mouth, and Mingruo lifted the corner of her clothes, putting her nipple to his mouth. The little guy was particularly sensitive to food, and immediately latched onto the nipple and began to suckle vigorously.

Shunyuan really could eat a lot; he sucked very hard, and in no time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead again. Mingruo lovingly wiped his little face and tried to put his clothes down, but the little guy's domineering personality was just like Emperor Xuli's. He whimpered and refused to open his mouth. Mingruo had no choice but to let him continue to suckle until Emperor Xuli came in, his brows furrowed. He reached out and took her nipple out of Shunyuan's mouth, then helped her straighten her clothes and took the little guy in her arms.

Deprived of his mother's tenderness, Shun Yuan quickly kicked his legs in dissatisfaction, stopped blowing bubbles, and his little face scrunched up, on the verge of tears.

Chapter 179, Where is the Old Friend (Part 2)

"Father—" Seeing his displeased expression, Ming Ruo quickly stood up, hastily straightened her clothes, and reached out to ask him to return Shun Yuan to her. Emperor Xu Li turned around and placed the little one on the bed. When Ming Ruo passed by him to hug Shun Yuan, he grabbed her hand. Compared to him, her strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. So Ming Ruo immediately fell into Emperor Xu Li's arms, supporting herself against his chest, her little face full of dissatisfaction: "Father, what are you doing!" Emperor

Xu Li smiled and said: "You hugged him as soon as you woke up?"

There seemed to be something wrong with his words. Ming Ruo thought for a moment and gave a conservative answer: "No, I just hugged him." In fact, that was the case; she had been talking to Eunuch An earlier.

He was satisfied with the answer, picked her up, and sat her down on the bed. Shun Yuan, who had been crying, immediately started blowing bubbles again when he saw his parents. Ming Ruo, seeing his endearing appearance, felt an itch to hug him. If Emperor Xu Li hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she might have reached out to hug Shun Yuan again. "Father, Father, why are you back? Has the matter been resolved?" Logically, the military situation should be urgent.

Emperor Xu Li raised his long eyebrows, his smile faint, seemingly unconcerned about the great threat posed by the Jiang Kingdom: "Nothing serious, just a rotten apple." Daring to dream of conquering the Da'an Dynasty, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, utterly overestimating himself.

Seeing his smile, Ming Ruo knew that everything was under his control. She smiled back, but deep down she was terrified. Such a noble man in the world, no one could escape his control, even formidable rival nations were so vulnerable in his eyes, so… what was there that he didn't know? Of all the things he knew, how many were deliberately orchestrated by him? Mingruo dared not think about it; she couldn't figure it out. In her eyes, Emperor Xuli was often a god-like figure, not to be profaned, let alone have her try to fathom his intentions.

Compared to him, she was truly too naive.

While she was lost in thought, Emperor Xuli didn't like her attention being diverted from him. His large hand covered Mingruo's soft chest, his gaze sharpening: "Where's your pocket?" He had placed the clothes by the bedside precisely because he knew she would order someone to bring Shunyuan over after waking up.

Mingruo was startled. In that moment of hesitation, Emperor Xuli's hand had already slipped through her cloak, pulled open her inner garment, and reached inside. She gasped, instinctively trying to cover herself, but Emperor Xuli's hand was pressed against her chest, unable to move.

"Heh, Ruo'er's so enthusiastic... is your milk coming in again?" He leaned closer, the delicate scent of datura instantly filling the air. Mingruo shuddered and immediately released his hand. Emperor Xuli then took the opportunity to touch one of her cherry-red nipples. "Mmm, wet..." He pulled his hand away, revealing a drop of snow-white moisture on his fingertip.

He glanced at the droplet, then licked it clean in an ambiguous manner. His large hand reached around Mingruo's waist and gently pushed her down: "You haven't eaten for several hours, Father must be starving."

Lies! The pastries and tea in the Imperial Study are never lacking!

But what use is it if she knows? Emperor Xuli never fails to get what he wants. Mingruo was forced to lie on the bed, her clothes pulled open at the chest, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, smooth skin. Shunyuan was still there, and he already wanted to do such a shameless thing! Mingruo puffed out her cheeks as she yanked the quilt over her chest. "Father, stop it! If you're hungry, just order the food. Why torture me?" What kind of father would fight with his son for food?

"But Ruo'er's milk is incredibly sweet, a rare delicacy in this world." Emperor Xuli didn't care whether she refused or agreed. His large hand forcefully pulled back the quilt Mingruo used to cover herself, and he pressed down on her. "Father loves it."

Mingruo swallowed nervously. She was practically naked now; her undergarment had been removed without Emperor Xuli noticing, hanging precariously on her body, alluringly revealing her skin.

She had no idea how pitiful she looked at that moment. Her body, now fuller after childbirth, still appeared delicate and frail, but more alluring than before. Her two snow-white breasts were now swollen and full, the nipples red and swollen, while her waist remained remarkably slender. With each struggle, her breasts trembled and swayed, a truly rare sight.

"No—" Mingruo tried to push Emperor Xuli away with her hands and feet, but he pinned her down. Because her resistance was so fierce, Emperor Xuli could only use a bodice from the bedside to bind her hands. Mingruo was restrained and unable to move, only her angry eyes betraying her true emotions. "Father—" Before she could utter the word "Emperor," her pink lips were sealed with a kiss.

Emperor Xuli had dominated the harem for decades, and his methods were naturally numerous. Although Mingruo was now a mother, deep down she was still that innocent and naive girl. Emperor Xu Li had only used one or two tricks on her before. If he intended to make her lose her mind and become infatuated, how could she refuse? Before long, Ming Ruo was panting softly from his kisses, her pink lips already swollen and red, her tongue aching from his sucking.

His slender fingers clamped her chin, forcing her to open her mouth. His tongue then plunged in, licking every inch of her oral cavity, even transferring his saliva to her. Ming Ruo struggled to move, but this only resulted in Emperor Xu Li pressing her down even harder. The weight on her body made her involuntarily moan, and his saliva entered her mouth, which she swallowed mouthful by mouthful.

Ming Ruo only felt the familiar scent of white datura flowers filling her mouth. Her mouth was so small, she couldn't resist Emperor Xu Li's onslaught at all. Suddenly, she swallowed too quickly and choked violently. Emperor Xu Li smiled helplessly, lifting her small head and probing her tongue inside. Ming Ruo was overwhelmed by his kisses, wanting to push him away but unable to move her hands, forced to passively submit to his plunder. Her

swollen breasts rubbed against his chest, the snow-white milk seeping from their tips quickly soaking his bright yellow dragon robe. Emperor Xu Li cupped her face in one hand while frantically tearing off his own clothes with the other, and soon the two were completely naked. Ming Ruo's rapid breaths mingled with Emperor Xu Li's, the passion in the air growing ever stronger.

"Mmm..." When his hand grasped one of her tender breasts, Ming Ruo couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Emperor Xuli smiled subtly, gently pinching the smooth, delicate flesh of the breast in his palm. Immediately, sweet milk gushed from the swollen nipple. He was practically blinded by the sight and immediately leaned in to gently suckle—"Ah ah—" Mingruo arched her back, her bound hands clenched into fists. This feeling, this feeling was just too stimulating! Unlike Shunyuan's breastfeeding, Emperor Xuli was even gently nibbling at the tender nipple while suckling!

He sucked very hard, and Mingruo could even hear the "glug" sound of the milk being swallowed. Her once full and firm breasts quickly became soft and limp. As one breast was drained, Emperor Xuli switched to the other. Mingruo felt her scalp tingling from his sucking and couldn't help but cry out in protest, "Ah, ah! Father, how... how can you take this milk from Shunyuan—"

Her teeth lightly tapped against the soft, tender nipple. Emperor Xuli chuckled softly, sucking on the sweet nipple as he replied, "Why not? You are my daughter. If I don't drink this milk, who will?"

His words were utterly shameless, but Mingruo couldn't refute them. She whimpered and cried out. Emperor Xuli was already adept at playing with her; he knew where she was most sensitive and where she couldn't bear to be touched, so he deliberately touched the places she couldn't stand. Was he afraid she wouldn't let him touch her later? Mingruo's voice became hoarse from crying out, but Emperor Xuli stubbornly refused to stop. She sobbed, her eyes falling on Shunyuan, who was blowing bubbles. The little one was wrapped in swaddling clothes, so he couldn't see what his parents were doing, but Mingruo didn't want to; she didn't want to make love to him in front of the child! "Father, Father... Waaah... Shunyuan, Shunyuan is watching..."

Emperor Xu Li frowned, picked up Shun Yuan with his right hand, and threw him away. Ming Ruo was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat, but didn't even scream until she saw Shun Yuan land in the crib beside the bed. Just as she relaxed, tears welled up in her eyes. She tilted her head back and bit Emperor Xu Li's lip hard, her eyes red with anger.

He, however, remained smiling, completely unconcerned. In the end, Ming Ruo softened and released her. Compared to him, she was never ruthless enough, so she was destined to lose. If Ming Ruo had half the ruthlessness of Emperor Xu Li, things might have turned out differently. "Waaah..."

"Good girl, Ruo'er, don't cry..." He affectionately rubbed his nose against her little face, his lips bleeding, yet he still smiled broadly. Ming Ruo was both angry and heartbroken—angry that he didn't care about the child, and heartbroken that he didn't even notice his bleeding lip. With him, she was always the one being manipulated.

Chapter 180, Where Are the Old Friends (Part 2)

Perhaps seeing that Mingruo was truly angry, Emperor Xuli abandoned his teasing intentions and focused on pinning her down, kissing and sucking her. Mingruo's body became weak and limp, collapsing into his arms like a puddle of water, allowing him to knead and mold her as he pleased. After a while, just as the two were so engrossed in their passion that they were almost about to unite, a loud cry suddenly pierced the sky.

Emperor Xuli was not as fast as Mingruo. While he was still in a daze, the little woman had already pushed him away, hastily put on the dragon robe he had thrown aside, and rushed to the small bed. He sat up on the bed, his handsome face still carrying a hint of doubt and astonishment.

Mingruo wrapped her clothes tighter and carefully lifted the crying Shunyuan from his crib, instinctively and softly soothing him, "Shunyuan, be good, Shunyuan, don't cry, Shunyuan, don't cry..." She rocked him back and forth as she did so. The little guy seemed to understand his mother's meaning; he blinked his big purple eyes, but still sobbed.

Was it time to change his diaper? Mingruo put the little one back in his crib. Without his mother's comfort, the little guy immediately became upset, his mouth pouting, and his beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears. Mingruo quickly unwrapped his blanket, and sure enough—it was soaking wet.

She had no experience changing diapers; she had only heard a little from the wet nurse who cared for Shunyuan, but when she actually faced it, Mingruo realized that it wasn't as simple as she had imagined. Holding the swaddled blanket in her delicate hands, Mingruo looked on helplessly, finally turning to Emperor Xuli for help: "Father—"

Emperor Xuli, who had been sitting on the dragon bed without speaking for a long time, finally condescended to stand up, took the blanket from Mingruo's hands, tossed it onto the bed, then took a clean diaper and changed Shunyuan's clothes with remarkable efficiency. Mingruo's eyes lit up with admiration at his swift and decisive movements: "Father is so amazing!"

Amazing, what? He glanced at his beautiful wife, who was smiling at him, his body still tense and eager to release, while the little thing in his hands couldn't resist interrupting. Now, it wouldn't be so easy to trick Mingruo into bed again. "Go to bed."

Mingruo puffed out her cheeks, but still obediently returned to bed, pulling the quilt up to her neck. Emperor Xuli summoned palace maids to take the young crown prince away. Mingruo cried out, her eyes filled with reluctance, but she dared not show any dissatisfaction. She could only mumble some words that no one could understand as she burrowed under the covers until Emperor Xuli abruptly pulled back the covers, revealing her head.

"...Father?" Emperor

Xuli pinched her cheek, a meaningful smile playing on his lips as he looked at Mingruo. He hadn't expected her to possess such a unique beauty in her dragon robe. She seemed like a queen ruling the world, yet her aura was so pitiful and charming, truly a rare and exquisite beauty. His large hand caressed Mingruo's smooth cheek, and Emperor Xuli couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her. Mingruo whimpered, but still obediently let him kiss her. She was no match for him; no matter how much she tried to guard against it, it was useless. If Emperor Xuli wanted her, it would be a piece of cake. So Mingruo couldn't understand why, even though she had pressed her clothes down tightly, his hand still invaded her as if it were her own territory.

“Ruo’er…” he murmured softly. “You look absolutely stunning in this robe.”

Ming Ruo subconsciously looked at herself, only then realizing that she was wearing a dragon robe! A dragon robe! Anyone other than the emperor wearing this would be beheaded! Terrified, she hurriedly tried to undress herself, but halfway through, she realized something was wrong. Her purple eyes suddenly turned to Emperor Xu Li, who was watching her voluntarily undress with a smile in his eyes! Now she was in an awkward situation, unsure whether to take it off or put it back on. She bit her lip, her face filled with grievance. Seeing her brows furrowed and her lips clenched until they turned white, Emperor Xuli reached out and pulled her into his arms, chuckling softly, "What, scared? Ruo'er isn't even afraid of me, why would you be afraid of wearing this dragon robe?"

"Father is Father, and the dragon robe is the dragon robe, how can they be compared?" After considering for a moment, Mingruo pulled the quilt over herself and secretly took off her clothes inside. She didn't dare to throw them out like Emperor Xuli had, but secretly folded them neatly inside the quilt and carefully placed them aside.

A snow-white arm emerged from the quilt, the soft skin seemingly radiating a faint glow, its texture even, slender and alluring, making one want to pounce on it and kiss it fiercely. Taking advantage of Mingruo's attempt to pull her hand back under the quilt, Emperor Xuli seized the opportunity, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her slender body out from under the quilt, throwing herself naked into his arms.

"Ah—" Mingruo shrieked, cleverly clinging to Emperor Xuli's shoulders to hide her body. But she didn't know that for Emperor Xuli, that soft, white back was enough. His slender fingertips touched a sensitive spot on her lower back, and Mingruo trembled, letting out a sweet, melodious cry, "Father..."

Those two words sent a chill down Emperor Xuli's spine, and the surge of emotion within him was overwhelming. Mingruo nestled softly in his arms, her delicate appearance incredibly endearing. Holding her, Emperor Xuli felt as if he had wasted the past decade or so. An unprecedented sense of fulfillment comforted him; with Mingruo, he was finally complete. "Yes, Father is here." He slowly leaned down, kissing his beloved from her forehead to her toes.

Mingruo was naturally beautiful, even her toes were more beautiful than most. Especially her perfectly rounded toenails, pink and neatly trimmed, each toe like a sparkling pearl, utterly adorable. Emperor Xu Li grasped her tiny lotus-like foot and bit down. Ming Ruo was startled; although her body was supple, sitting in his lap was still too difficult. "Mmm...it hurts..." she groaned softly, struggling to put her foot down.

Emperor Xu Li readily gave in to her wish, his long, slender hand sliding up her soft, white calf, reaching her thigh, and then down again, holding her foot and playing with it. Ming Ruo was ticklish, and when his fingertips occasionally brushed against the sole of her foot, she couldn't help but giggle. Emperor Xu Li chuckled softly along with her, and the two of them just looked at each other, laughing uncontrollably. If Ming Ruo hadn't yawned, they might have continued laughing.

"How about just once?" he whispered in her ear. "Just once."

Ming Ruo looked at him; even the most noble man in the world was so humble before her. Her heart stirred, and she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, nodding almost imperceptibly into the crook of his neck.

The bright yellow curtains were drawn, and the gentle breeze blowing in through the carved window lattices concealed countless spring scenes.

Chapter 181, Please Take Care of Him for Life

. Without Duanmu Yun, the court needed Emperor Xuli's personal attention in military matters. Although he wasn't particularly busy, whenever his ministers faced decisions they couldn't make, they had to muster their courage and request an audience. Given Emperor Xuli's nature, he had given them power and honor, so they should be entitled to them; therefore, he generally refused to see them. But Mingruo disagreed, always using every trick in the book to push him to the imperial study, while he himself remained holed up in his bedchamber all day, relying on Shun Yuan.

The same thing happened that day. Mingruo spent the morning with Emperor Xuli in the Imperial Study with Shunyuan, and after lunch, she absolutely refused to rest there. She wasn't stupid; she knew she'd be the one who ended up being completely taken advantage of. Emperor Xuli, pitying her delicate health, allowed her to leave, while he stayed in the study to review memorials.

Mingruo returned to Panlong Palace and entrusted Shunyuan to the nanny who had been attending to him. Strangely enough, the little one, barely a month old, showed an unusual fondness for his mother. Others could take care of him, but not for more than an hour; otherwise, he wouldn't stay still no matter how she tried, unless Mingruo held him.

So, she only had an hour.

Eunuch An had already prepared everything she needed; Mingruo only needed to change her clothes. Before leaving, she kissed Shunyuan's little face, looking at him with affection. The little guy was tired after nursing and was already fast asleep, his little mouth pouting, his pink and tender lips incredibly alluring. His little hands were clenched into tiny fists on either side of his head. Mingruo was so reluctant to part with him, repeatedly instructing the attending nanny to take good care of him.

"Your Highness, this way."

Mingruo pursed her lips, glanced at Shunyuan in the small bed again, and followed Eunuch An out.

Since Mingruo's escape, the palace security had become even tighter. Even Eunuch An could not bring anyone in or out without the Emperor's decree. Fortunately, Mingruo had obtained a pass from Emperor Xuli, so the two were not stopped, and no one dared to lift her wide-brimmed hat.

It wasn't far from the palace to Duanmu Yun's place. Perhaps he knew that the most dangerous place was the safest place, which was why he dared to stay in an ordinary family near the palace. When Mingruo stepped onto the place where Duanmu Yun was again, her mood had changed drastically. Before... it was full of hope and longing, but now only numbness and resignation remained.

The only thing Mingruo hadn't expected was seeing Long Ling'er here. From Eunuch An's account, she learned that it was Long Ling'er who used the last of the Long family's money to gather a group of outlaws, along with Duanmu Yun's few remaining loyal followers, and with Eunuch An's help, they had barely managed to rescue Duanmu Yun from the prison.

When she entered, Long Ling'er was sitting by the bed, looking at Duanmu Yun and shedding tears. Seeing Eunuch An bring someone in behind him, he immediately tensed up: "Who is she?!"

"That's not your question." Although he and Long Ling'er had joined forces to rescue Duanmu Yun from prison, Eunuch An still disliked this woman; this aversion was obvious, even to Mingruo without her having to think about it.

Duanmu Yun lay on the bed, pale and emaciated. Mingruo couldn't even believe that this man was the towering, war god-like Duanmu Yun! He looked so weak, so very weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be crushed by the slightest blow.

A sharp pain shot through her heart. She slowly walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and hesitantly took his little finger in her hand. Duanmu Yun didn't react. His lips were bluish-purple, and his cheekbones protruded sharply from his thinness. This was nothing like the invincible, handsome, and peerless Duanmu Yun she knew. Not at all.

The last time she saw him like this, he was still conscious. This time… even with her beside him, he didn't recognize her. "Yun Lang…" Mingruo's heart broke as she called him that. She touched his gaunt face, the excruciating pain making her lower her head, unwilling to shed tears. "Why did you do this…" It was all her fault that he had been brought to this state, that he had been ruined, his family destroyed, and even his life was in danger.

Taking a small dagger from her sleeve, Mingruo slit her wrist without hesitation. "Eunuch An."

Fu'an immediately stepped forward, prying open Duanmu Yun's mouth, while Long Ling'er watched from the side, clutching her clothes tightly. Duanmu Yun couldn't swallow a drop. Mingruo's blood flowed from the corner of his lips onto the bedding. "Your Majesty, this won't do. You'll lose too much blood!"

Mingruo brought her wrist to her lips and sucked hard. Her mouth was filled with the unpleasant, metallic taste of blood. But she pinched Duanmu Yun's nose and then fed him little by little. This was the first time they had been so intimate after a year apart, and it was also the last time in their lives.

Crimson blood and cold tears entered Duanmu Yun's stomach together. Mingruo withdrew her hand, and Eunuch An quickly took out the hemostatic powder and silk handkerchief he had prepared beforehand to bandage her wound. But Mingruo seemed to have lost all feeling of pain, and said softly, "Alright, let's go back."

Just as she was about to reach the door, Long Ling'er, who had been standing there all along, spoke. Her voice was soft yet heavy, striking Mingruo's heart with a dull, sharp pain: "You love him, don't you?"

Mingruo didn't answer, standing there for a long, long, long time without saying a word. She wore a black cloak, the large hood obscuring her face, so no one could see her expression or know what she was thinking. Eunuch An glanced at her, then at Long Ling'er, but said nothing, simply following behind Mingruo.

Seeing her about to leave again, Long Ling'er asked, "Why did you enter the palace? Is it because your elder brother married the Fourth Princess?"

Why did she enter the palace… Mingruo's eyes were unfocused; who could tell her?

"If you still love your elder brother, then I beg you, young lady, don't go back. Stay with him, okay?" Long Ling'er suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Mingruo's hand. Startled, Mingruo stepped back, her hood slipping down to reveal a stunningly beautiful face. Long Ling'er gasped. This was the second time she had seen Mingruo, but each time she felt her beauty was breathtaking. "Please, without you—my elder brother will die, he will definitely die!"

Mingruo blinked, her eyes slightly red, but she still refused to speak.

“Miss, if you insist on returning to the palace, please wait until your elder brother wakes up before you leave, okay? Let him see you, just once!” The girl’s voice was already choked with sobs, but Mingruo remained unmoved. “Miss, Miss—” Long Ling’er knelt down with a thud.

After a long while, Mingruo smiled faintly and reached out to help her up. Long Ling’er didn’t want to get up, but under the gaze of those purple starry eyes, she couldn’t help herself. “Miss Long, you don’t need to ask me for anything. I… am powerless to help Duanmu Yun. He is in your hands from now on. I hope Miss Long will take good care of him for the rest of his life.”

“Your Majesty.” Eunuch An spoke up. “It’s about time. We should go back, otherwise the master will find out.”

Mingruo nodded, slowly pried Long Ling’er’s hand off her arm, and put her hood back on.

“Didn’t you and your elder brother make vows of eternal love before? Why, why did things change as soon as you entered the palace? Is the emperor really better than my elder brother?” She didn’t understand. The current emperor is unfathomable, as everyone knows. He could gradually erode the powerful Long family, and even defeat Duanmu Yun, known as the God of War. Such a man would never love anyone!

Vows of eternal love… she hadn't forgotten them, but she couldn't keep them. “I already told Duanmu Yun that we would never meet again in this life. After he wakes up, tell him never to return to the capital. I… I don't want to see him again.”

“Miss—”

“Don't call me Miss.” She said softly. “I'm no longer Miss. My name is Zhuohua.”

Long Ling'er stood there, watching Mingruo's figure recede into the distance, then suddenly burst into tears. It was unclear whether it was for Duanmu Yun, or for the resolute and desolate tone in Mingruo's voice. She turned around. Beside Duanmu Yun's pillow lay a gold travel token and a small package containing priceless jewelry, several silver notes, and… some precious medicinal herbs that even she, born into the Long family, had never seen before.

Mingruo walked out step by step, each step feeling like it was treading on her own heart.

Yet she didn't cry.

Chapter 182, Nine years have passed in a flash .

When she returned to the palace, Shunyuan had already woken up and was crying incessantly in the nanny's arms, his little face red from crying. Mingruo felt extremely sorry for him and quickly took him from the nanny's arms, gently comforting him. The little guy finally quieted down, a single tear still clinging to the corner of his eye.

As she was carrying Shun Yuan around the palace, Emperor Xu Li returned. He took the little one from her arms, holding Shun Yuan in one arm and leading Ming Ruo to sit down by the bed with the other.

As soon as Emperor Xu Li entered, Eunuch An led the maids and servants out, leaving the two of them a quiet space.

"What's wrong today? Who made Ruo'er unhappy?" Emperor Xu Li placed Shun Yuan between them, stroking the tender little face with one finger, and looked at Ming Ruo, asking with a half-smile.

Ming Ruo was stunned for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "Nothing."

"Then what is it?" he chuckled, "Could it be that Shun Yuan is being naughty?"

"He's just an infant. Even if he's naughty, it's only natural. Besides, I'm his mother. What kind of mother would complain about her son being naughty?" Ming Ruo gave him a reproachful look and picked up Shun Yuan. The little one didn't understand what his father and mother were talking about, but he grinned and showed his pink gums, which hadn't grown any teeth yet.

He embraced the mother and son tightly, lowering his head to nuzzle Mingruo's face with his nose, showering her with kisses. Mingruo, however, was not in the mood for such tenderness. She held Shunyuan close, using this to shield herself from the emperor's large hand that touched her chest. "Father, please..."

Seeing her slight weariness, the emperor didn't press her. "Tired?"

"...Yes." Mingruo nodded, her eyes welling with sorrow as she looked at Shunyuan's innocent smile in her arms.

"Then take a nap," he said.

She looked at him, her gaze complex, and after a moment obediently nodded, letting him remove her embroidered shoes and white socks before they drifted off to sleep together.

She shouldn't have thought so much, she shouldn't have.

Mingruo sighed softly. She used to despise those sentimental, melodramatic stories in books, but she never imagined they would one day

become her own. In just one year, she felt as if she had aged decades. The bronze mirror reflected her image, and the once carefree young girl now appeared as a married woman, her innocent charm completely gone. "

Always growing old, always growing old, how can one bear to drink and reminisce about youth? Who says that in the old days, parting from you was better than meeting you again?

Red sleeves beckon;

in the blink of an eye, the peach blossoms return, but there's no one left to praise their beauty."

——————————I am the pure dividing line nine years later——————————————————

Nine years later.

Slender, jade-like fingers rested on the strings of the zither, plucking gracefully. Heavenly music flowed forth, tinkling and melodious. Her dark hair was simply styled, and she wore a white palace dress—a simple and understated attire, yet a golden hairpin added a touch of dignified elegance to her beauty. You would find it strange to see her. Why is it that such a refined and carefree person makes one afraid to even glance at her?

A gust of wind swept in, and peach petals fell endlessly, mingling with the exquisite beauty in the Imperial Garden, making it impossible to distinguish whether she was human or fairy.

As the music grew more soothing and steady, a pair of slender hands with distinct joints covered the delicate hands on the zither, guiding her to pluck the strings, transforming the notes into countless variations, turning a babbling brook into a vast army, and then into a thousand sails passing by.

No one dared to disturb this most noble couple in the world, except— "Father—Mother—"

Mingruo was jolted backward by the force of the small body's impact. Fortunately, Emperor Xuli grabbed her waist, barely managing to catch the little boy who had rushed into her arms. Looking closely, she noticed that his little face was covered in sweat. She took out her embroidered handkerchief and tenderly

wiped the sweat from her beloved son's face. Her tone sounded like a scolding, but it was incredibly gentle: "Why are you all sweaty again? Where have you been playing around?" "Mother, I'm not hot." The little boy shook his head vigorously. The hair that Mingruo had just combed for him that morning was now a mess. Although his clothes weren't dirty, they were soaking wet, showing how much he had sweated.

"Look at you, how come your clothes are torn?" Mingruo exclaimed in surprise. Shunyuan followed his mother's gaze downward and noticed a small tear in his waist. "You're sweating so much, hurry back to your palace to change your clothes. Be careful not to catch a cold, or you'll have to drink medicine for half a month like last time."

Hearing about drinking medicine for half a month, his pretty little face scrunched up immediately: "Ugh—I don't want to drink medicine!"

"If you don't want to drink medicine, then change your clothes."

If you were to ask who Xiao Shunyuan liked the most in this world, it would undoubtedly be his mother, Zhuohua; and if you were to ask who he feared the most in this world… besides Emperor Xuli, was there anyone else? So as soon as his father spoke, he stuck out his tongue, crawled out of Mingruo's arms, bowed, and ran off in a flash.

Mingruo also stood up, but Emperor Xuli pressed her down: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to check…"

"No." He snorted coldly, "He's old enough to change his own clothes." Besides, there are dedicated nannies, maids, and eunuchs in the Crown Prince's palace, why would she need to go?

Mingruo tried to pull on the iron-like arm around her waist, but it was in vain. She pouted unhappily, "Father Emperor—" When they were alone, she always called him Father Emperor, but whenever a third person was present, she would call him Emperor or Xuanzhen, never letting anyone know their relationship.

"Calling me Father Emperor won't help." Emperor Xu Li frowned, picked her up, and sat down on the zither stool. "If we're going back, we can only go back to Panlong Palace. I missed you." His large hand had somehow slipped to her chest, grasping and kneading a rounded breast.

Over the years, Ming Ruo's body had become increasingly sensitive under his tutelage, almost to the point of being aroused by the slightest touch. Now it was the same; his gentle caresses were enough to make her weak and unwilling to move. "Hmm… I need to have pastries with Shun Yuan later… no…"

Shun Yuan, Shun Yuan, Shun Yuan, every word revolved around Shun Yuan. He wanted this child only to keep her bound, not to compete for his favor! Emperor Xu Li's face darkened, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he suddenly ripped open Ming Ruo's clothes!

She was startled and hurriedly tried to tidy herself up, but he grabbed her wrists and twisted them behind her back: "Are you going back or not? If not, it's fine to do it here." He hadn't tried making love in the open yet, and he was still looking forward to it.

This time, Mingruo didn't even hesitate and nodded directly: "Go back, go back—"

"Good girl."

Actually, she was already a woman in her twenties, but he had pampered her like a child for years, as if she would never grow up. Mingruo buried her face in Emperor Xuli's arms, not daring to look at the expression on the face of Eunuch An following behind. For the past nine years, Emperor Xuli had always done what she wanted and never gone against her wishes, except for one thing: in bed. She could play arrogantly on his head, but she couldn't stop him from touching her.

Chapter 183, A Red Bloom Dew-laden Fragrance (Part 1)

Mingruo was helplessly thrown onto the familiar dragon bed by Emperor Xuli, who seemed very rough but was actually quite gentle. She sighed softly and resignedly opened her arms, waiting for him to pounce on her.

His slender body quickly covered hers, his high, straight nose rubbing against hers, his hands restlessly caressing her chest. Mingruo let out a soft moan, her palace dress hanging loosely on her body. The front he had previously unbuttoned slowly loosened, revealing a glimpse of the crimson bodice, the silky fabric edged with a pale yellow, which, against her snow-white skin, made her truly breathtakingly beautiful.

His large hand grasped a round, tender breast, kneading it incessantly. The soft flesh, even through the bodice, remained supple and moist, bouncing back instantly at the slightest pressure, displaying astonishing elasticity. The tiny nipple at the tip quickly hardened under Xu Li Di's ministrations, pressing against his palm, half-hard, half-soft, waiting for his tenderness. No matter how many times he had taken her, he couldn't control the surging, intense desire that welled up within him when he was with her. "Is it itchy here, Ruo'er?" He touched the erect nipple with his fingertip, then leaned in, his tongue darting across it, leaving a wet patch on the soft fabric, making the erection even more prominent. Xu Li Di rubbed it between his fingers, chuckling softly as he asked.

Ming Ruo's skin, despite all these years of experience, hadn't thickened at all. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she grabbed Emperor Xuli's hand, looking up at him with a mixture of reproach and reproach. Emperor Xuli was startled by her alluring gaze, wishing he could just thrust her into his body right then and there. "Does it itch?" he asked again, licking her hand with his mouth while she held it. The thin fabric couldn't withstand the soaking saliva, and even through the barrier, Emperor Xuli could still imagine the breathtaking beauty hidden beneath the bodice.

"...No, it doesn't itch." Mingruo shifted slightly, her face still flushed, but she quietly loosened her grip on Emperor Xuli's hand. "Father, please hurry! Shunyuan will be here soon." How could Eunuch An and the others stop this mischievous little fellow? Knowing they were in the palace but not letting him in, it would be strange if he didn't cause a huge commotion.

Emperor Xu Li muttered, burying his face in Ming Ruo's chest, inhaling her rich fragrance, and said in a low voice, "It's all your fault for spoiling him." He'd been a little devil since childhood; no one in the palace dared to mess with him, and he was incredibly clever, never willing to suffer a loss, and no one could control him. That boy… he wasn't like him, nor like Ming Ruo. It was truly baffling where things went wrong to produce such a little devil.

"Hmm…" She stretched out her arms, allowing him to remove her outer robe, revealing her snow-white skin inch by inch to Emperor Xu Li. His eyes darkened, showing hints of blackness. His large hand reached behind Ming Ruo's neck, gently untying the ribbons of her bodice, the thin fabric immediately tossing to the ground, scattered in disarray. "Speaking of spoiling him, Father Emperor is far more skilled than me." Who was it that never scolded the little fellow after he caused trouble, even encouraging him with reasons like "How can you let someone find out you've done something wrong?" Otherwise, how could Shun Yuan, at such a young age, be so domineering and unstoppable in the palace? If it weren't for his doting father, would things be like this?

Emperor Xu Li chuckled as he unbuttoned her lower garment: "Because he is Ruo'er's precious darling, that's why I'm doing this." Otherwise, he wouldn't even glance at her. Besides, letting that boy cause trouble is better than letting him stay by Ming Ruo's side all day, clinging to her.

After speaking, the beauty beneath him was already naked. Emperor Xu Li chuckled as he removed his own clothes and casually lowered the bed curtains—ever since Shun Yuan's arrival, he had habitually lowered the curtains to prevent the little devil from entering. Although he didn't care, the thought of a second person seeing this delicate body in his arms made him feel uneasy.

Her sensitive nipples were taken into someone's mouth, and Ming Ruo let out a soft moan. Her slender white legs involuntarily bent. Emperor Xu Li rose from between her

legs, positioned her in a reclining position, and then buried his face in her chest from the side. His breath sprayed onto her high, firm breasts, causing Mingruo to tremble involuntarily. She hugged his head, softly calling out "Father," and then fell silent, only her slightly heavier breathing revealing that she was already deeply immersed in him.

Emperor Xuli seemed unable to resist; his eyes shone with intense desire. One hand played with her soft breasts, while the other had already reached between Mingruo's tightly closed legs, his fingertips lightly parting the tightly closed petals and probing inside, finding everything slippery to the touch. A deep laugh came from his chest: "Ruo'er... look how quickly you've gotten wet."

Mingruo blushed. She bit her lip in shame and indignation; her snow-white body on the bright yellow bed was like a pool of crystal-clear snow, translucent and jade-like, exuding a fragrant aroma. Even Emperor Xuli, who had seen this delicate body for over a decade, couldn't help but swallow hard. He pressed himself against her, one hand caressing her delicate nipple, the other roaming between her legs. A sweet fragrance quickly filled the room, carrying a strange, decadent scent. Mingruo, always delicate and supple, had become even more tender and alluring after being pampered by him for over a decade. She was like a beautiful, blooming peach blossom, exuding unparalleled fragrance and beauty in his hands.

One finger penetrated her pink opening, while the other two circled the small entrance, rubbing it incessantly. Her luscious pink opening, wet with love juice, appeared even more alluring. She glanced at him, her eyes filled with seductive allure. If Emperor Xuli hadn't possessed such strong self-control, he might have already succumbed to her charms. He released her

swollen, erect nipple, and his large hand pried open Mingruo's tightly closed legs, revealing her tender private parts, unchanged for ten years. Perhaps unable to withstand his gaze, the shimmering opening contracted, releasing a thick, clear fluid that slowly trickled down Emperor Xu Li's fingers, wetting her tender, moist buttocks.

His throat bobbed, and Emperor Xu Li couldn't resist gently scraping the small, protruding clitoris above the delicate slit with his neatly manicured nails. Ming Ruo suddenly trembled as if a pressure point had been touched, her hands immediately pushing him away, her voice turning into a sob: "Ah, Father—don't touch there—" That was one of the most sensitive spots on her body; even without penetration, just a little touch there would cause her to climax from the overwhelming pleasure.

Hearing Ming Ruo's sobs, Emperor Xu Li smiled. He kissed Ming Ruo's lips, then said softly, "Just a touch and you can't take it? What if Father wants to kiss it later? Ruo'er will cry herself to death!"

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