[Fantasy] The Captive Concubine's Tale (Complete) - 25

Chapter 191, Forced Wild Sex (Part 2)

Taking a deep breath to calm his rampant desire, Emperor Xu Li chuckled and pressed Ming Ruo against his crotch, penetrating her deeply. He laughed, "Father isn't a bad guy at all; I'm just being affectionate." The horse snorted and swayed its hooves, tossing Ming Ruo back and forth, the large thing inside her touching and teasing her. She whimpered and moaned, tears streaming down her face like broken beads. "Bad guy, bad—uh, bad guy… Waaah…" Her small hands gripped his clothes tightly, her fingertips turning white. She desperately tried to suppress the moans that welled up in her mouth, unwilling to abandon her resolve in broad daylight.

"Good girl, curse a few more times." But the one being cursed didn't seem to care at all; she even found it quite amusing, letting him curse her a few more times. Mingruo was incredibly aggrieved. Her breathing quickened, and her delicate body slowly turned pink. Emperor Xuli had completely released the reins, controlling the horse entirely with his legs. One hand covered Mingruo's chest, the other kneaded their joined bodies. Afraid of falling, Mingruo could only cling to him shamelessly. His palms pressed against her rounded breasts, making them exceptionally hot. He knew she was aroused, and he felt a pang of regret at not hearing her soft, pleading voice. He kissed Mingruo's lips, gently sucking on her pink tongue, making no move.

Mingruo sat for a while, her body slowly beginning to itch. She looked at Emperor Xuli, puzzled, not understanding why he wouldn't move after taking her. The horse's occasional movement was far from enough to satisfy her. Emperor Xu Li looked at her large, questioning eyes, a smile playing on his lips. Suddenly, he pulled his cloak tighter, covering Ming Ruo completely, leaving only her beautiful face exposed. A cold wind blew, and she snapped out of her daze. The clatter of hooves grew closer; it was Shun Yuan returning. He was excitedly calling out "Mother Consort," carrying a string of spoils in his hand. They were all various kinds of small animals, incredibly cute.

"Mother Consort, Mother Consort, look what I brought back for you!" the young boy exclaimed, showing off his treasure. "There's a fox, a pheasant, and a rabbit—wait, Mother Consort, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red? Did you catch a cold? But you were perfectly fine just now."

The noble emperor looked at the blushing face in his arms, and out of kindness, said, "Don't just rattle off such a long list when you ask. Can't you see your mother isn't feeling well?" As he spoke, he secretly pinched her swollen clitoris. Ming Ruo whimpered and buried her face even deeper. She now realized she'd been tricked! No wonder he insisted she come along; he just wanted to take advantage of her! It wasn't to let Shun Yuan practice his hunting skills at all! "Ruo'er, isn't that right?"

"Mmm..." A soft, seductive moan escaped her lips, thankfully quiet enough for Shun Yuan to hear. "If Your Majesty says so, then so be it... mmm..." Taking advantage of the reins, the man quickly pulled out and thrust in again! Ming Ruo's legs trembled from the strain, her full breasts pressed against Emperor Xu Li's embrace, being squeezed and kneaded forcefully in his hands. Perhaps because of the wilderness, he was particularly rough today, and Ming Ruo felt pain.

"Mother, do you like it?" The young prince wouldn't give up until he received a response from his mother.

Mingruo forced a smile as she looked at him, "I like it... Mother likes it very much... It's so cold here, shall we go back first?" She used almost all her self-control to prevent her son from seeing what she and her father were doing, but the more she did this, the more restless Emperor Xuli became, his pleasure becoming more pronounced due to the suppression.

Hearing his mother say she was cold, Shunyuan immediately nodded, "Okay, anyway, I've already hunted some game." He turned his horse around, his little mouth still chattering. "Mother, let me tell you, I just saw a deer and a bear! They must have come out of hibernation to find food. I really want to hunt them for you, but I can't take them... I'll definitely hunt them for you on the hunting festival, I promise! By the way, Mother, what kind of animals do you like?"

Emperor Xuli also turned his horse around, and with the horse's movement, his large penis, buried deep inside Mingruo, was half withdrawn, and then, using the forward motion, it penetrated her again. Mingruo's forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. She was panting, her full breasts held in Xu Lidi's hand, and he was thrusting into her relentlessly. She had no energy left to deal with Shunyuan. But not speaking to Shunyuan would surely arouse the little guy's suspicion, and Xu Lidi didn't seem to be going to explain for her: "Shun... Shunyuan's hunting skills are all pleasing to the eye... Shunyuan is so great... he'll definitely hunt some amazing prey..." "

Really? Then Mother must see me at the hunting festival, okay? I'll definitely get the title of warrior!" Hearing his mother's praise, the little boy immediately beamed, cracked his whip on his horse's rump, and galloped forward a step before turning back and laughing: "Father, hurry up and take Mother to catch up!"

Mingruo was startled by his words. She was already fed up with the slow pace, and the little thing actually wanted her father to speed up?! She was about to beg Xu Lidi not to, but it was too late. He chuckled and spurred his horse to catch up.

This time, Mingruo truly cried. She buried her face tightly in Xuli Emperor's arms, letting out soft cries in the wind. His thrusts were incredibly fast, each one powerful, penetrating deep into her, making her feel a dull ache all over. Sticky, wet sounds came from their intertwined genitals, barely audible unless you listened carefully. Yet, Xuli Emperor seemed completely unaffected by this pleasure, effortlessly matching Shun Yuan's pace, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, all to torment Mingruo.

Her voice was hoarse from crying out, her cat-like moans echoing against his chest. Xuli Emperor kneaded her breasts, pinching and squeezing the red nipples. Mingruo truly didn't know when this torment would end. Her fear made her already incredibly tight vaginal opening clench even tighter, almost unbearably so. Emperor Xuli gasped softly, his large hand, which had been kneading her breasts, slapped her round little bottom hard: "Don't clench so tight, relax!" Damn it, he felt like he was about to be crushed!

Mingruo cried out tremblingly, her body completely out of her control. Fortunately, they soon arrived at the camp. Eunuch An tried to come and take the horse, but Emperor Xuli waved him away, not even allowing Shun Yuan to approach. Reaching their tent, he carried Mingruo off the horse, his cloak completely covering her, not an inch of skin exposed. To others, it seemed only that Consort Ming was deeply favored by the Emperor; who knew she was nearly unconscious from being penetrated?

After being thrown onto the bed, Mingruo was disoriented for a long time before finally regaining consciousness. She gasped for breath, her delicate collarbone peeking out from under the cloak, looking particularly alluring. Emperor Xu Li stared at her, his eyes blazing with desire. He grabbed the cloak and tossed it aside, revealing Ming Ruo naked before him. She had already been stripped down to almost nothing; the clothes hanging on her body were merely for show. Now, she lay demurely on his dashing riding attire, her skin as smooth and delicate as jade, her waist slender, her breasts full and firm, her nipples swollen and red. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a dreamy allure, and her lips were kissed until glistening. She was truly intoxicating.

Even Emperor Xu Li, who had seen countless beauties, couldn't resist her allure. He gasped, parting Ming Ruo's slender, white legs that were wrapped around his strong waist. She was beautiful; even her legs were incredibly smooth and tender, so much so that he dared not use too much force. Her

vulva, which had been swallowing his enormous penis, was revealed. The soft pubic hair was already wet in clumps, making the lustrous, muddy crevice even more alluring. He spread her thin labia apart, pitifully holding his thick shaft. Her little bottom, still twitching from the intense stimulation on horseback, cried out, "Poor thing...look what you've done to me!"

Hearing his teasing words, Mingruo sobbed, feeling a sharp pain between her legs, as if they were being torn apart. Yet, she also felt a soft, itchy sensation, as if she wanted him to continue teasing her.

"Come on, turn over." With that, Xu Lidi lifted Mingruo's limp body, making her kneel on the bed with her back to him. Her pink bottom was sticking up high, still bearing his handprint, red and plump, seemingly waiting for him to slap her hard.

Mingruo was dazed and confused, unaware of her position. Over the years, he had done everything to her, both normal and abnormal, though some were truly shameful. But to expect Xu Lidi to obey her in bed was simply a pipe dream. No matter how much she cries or begs, if he wants, he will eventually coax and force her to do it.

She arched her round buttocks, her burning face pressed against the soft fur, feeling a huge head rubbing against her entrance before slowly penetrating. The familiar swelling and fullness made her even more dazed; her slender waist went limp, and she was about to collapse. Xu Lidi reacted quickly, grabbing her, but Mingruo was limp, completely powerless. Helpless, he could only place a pillow under her waist. Her little buttocks, now even more alluring, caused her pink anus to contract incessantly, the petals, turned inside out by his penetration, looking pitiful. Each time he withdrew, layers of tender flesh from her opening would be pulled out.

Bright red, intertwined with him, it seemed as if they would never be separated.

Mingruo had never liked Xu Lidi arranging her in such a lewd position, but in the heat of passion, she couldn't resist, especially when he was aroused; no matter how much she didn't want to, it was useless. Every time she lay like this before Emperor Xuli, unable to see his expression, only feeling him straddling her, she felt transformed into a wanton, shameless woman, too afraid to even cry.

He cherished her, loved her, spoiled her, yet always thoroughly defiled and disciplined her. Mingruo lay there, vaguely recalling a long, long time ago, when he had also pressed her down, forcibly entering her, no matter how loudly she cried or struggled. As time passed, the memories she once considered incredibly shameful slowly faded.

"My dear Ruo'er... my darling..." Lowering his weight, he released his grip on her buttocks, instead grasping her full, tender breasts. His warm breath sprayed onto her cheeks and lips. Mingruo foolishly turned her head, offering her sweet little tongue, letting him suck all the saliva from her mouth, her ecstatic cries never ceasing. Emperor Xuli loved hearing her cries; they always made his blood boil even more. "It's all yours, it's all yours... Take it, eat your fill..."

Mingruo's cries began to tremble with sobs. She was in so much pain from the impact; even with a pillow beneath her, her little bottom slumped down. But Xu Lidi lifted her up with his hands and thrust into her fiercely, with all his might. Perhaps he used too much force, for each time he withdrew, the clear love fluid that came out was even mixed with a little blood. This was the first time he had lost control and played with her to this extent. It

hurt... but it felt so good, so good, as if she had become one with him, never to be separated again... Mingruo cried out, turning her little face to look at Xu Lidi. The curve between her slender neck and delicate shoulders was particularly alluring. Emperor Xu Li kissed her small mouth, sucking on her tender tongue, then thrust forcefully, releasing himself inside her. His penis was exceptionally endowed, and the amount of semen he ejaculated was astonishing. Ming Ruo's lower abdomen quickly swelled, and she felt dizzy and disoriented, completely captivated by Emperor Xu Li's kisses. She fainted in no time.

Chapter 192, Royal Hunting Festival (Part 1)

This sleep was so good that her back ached. When Ming Ruo opened her eyes, she thought she was in the palace, but looking around, the scenery didn't seem right. Then she realized that she was in the royal hunting grounds.

She yawned, her small hand peeking out from under her thick fur. The brazier in the tent was burning brightly, so it wasn't cold at all, but Ming Ruo was still startled by her nakedness. The previous memories returned, and her lips twitched involuntarily—she still couldn't believe that her father had actually done *that* to her on horseback.

She tried to get out of bed, but the slightest movement of her foot caused a sharp, stabbing pain between her legs. Mingruo groaned and dared not move. Just then, the curtain was lifted, and Xu Lidi walked in.

Seeing that she was awake, he went to the bedside, kissed her forehead, and checked if she had a fever before finally relaxing. Mingruo looked at the strange little porcelain bottle in his hand. It wasn't really that strange, because she had seen similar bottles many times before, and they were only used

when he had gone too far and hurt her.

Could it be—no wonder she was in so much pain! Before, she was always weak and unable to get up, never experiencing this stabbing pain! Once she understood the cause and effect, Mingruo's face instantly brightened. She puffed out her cheeks and glared at Xu Lidi, but thankfully he seemed to realize his mistake. He put the medicine aside, cupped her face, and began to coax her tenderly until Mingruo couldn't take it anymore and finally uncorked the porcelain bottle. "Silly girl, why are you being so temperamental? Your father is just being affectionate." (Advertisement break: Still using your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

) Ming Ruo thought, "He's being reasonable! All he calls it being affectionate? Being affectionate means insisting on having sex outside no matter how much she refuses? I knew I couldn't believe him. Who taught me to be so foolish?" "Yes, yes, yes, Father loves Ruo'er, but why does he make Ruo'er hurt so much?" She pouted, her eyes quickly filling with tears.

Emperor Xu Li couldn't bear to see her cry, so he quickly hugged her and comforted her. After all these years, she was still like a child, silly and soft-hearted, never staying angry for long. Even if he said something bad about her, that she was fierce, or that she was heartless, she would quickly soften. "My dear, it was Father's fault. Who taught you to be so sweet, Ruo'er? Your juices keep flowing, and Father couldn't control himself and used too much force..." He then lifted the thick fur covering her body, pulling it up from the bottom to the top, wrapping it tightly around her waist and neck. "Come, let Father see, is it still bleeding?"

Her legs were spread apart, and Ming Ruo instinctively closed them. But Emperor Xu Li was faster, instantly placing himself between her legs, then grasping her slightly swollen knees, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes. Although the bed was covered with thick bedding, she was still too delicate; kneeling for so long had left her knees terribly red. His slender fingertips applied cool ointment, gently rubbing it on. Ming Ruo gasped; she was still completely naked, her knees exposed after being pushed up. But Emperor Xu Li's eyes seemed devoid of lust, filled only with tenderness.

The injury on her knee wasn't serious, just a slight stinging pain, but her private parts were a different story. Mingruo pursed her lips, turning her face away, refusing to look at Xu Lidi. She covered her face with her small hands, her blushing cheeks incredibly cute. Xu Lidi couldn't resist the urge to kiss her through her fingers. But the most important thing right now was to apply medicine to his precious member to prevent her body from being harmed.

Although he knew there might be bleeding, when that muddy private part came into his view, Xu Lidi realized he had overestimated his own endurance. This injury… was actually inflicted on her by himself.

The swollen petals dutifully guarded the enchanting entrance, the tiny opening, almost invisible to the naked eye, had been stretched into a circle, filled with his semen. Under his burning gaze, Mingruo tensed up, her opening contracted, and a stream of cloudy white liquid gushed out. Xu Lidi was involuntarily seduced, his fingertip stained with a strand of semen, and he inserted it back into the swollen opening. Inside, it was still as tight and tender as ever, but Mingruo let out a soft cry of pain.

He had truly hurt her.

Suppressing his romantic thoughts, Xu Lidi applied medicine to her aching spot. Mingruo bit the corner of the blanket, suppressing her moans. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief after he finished, a warm cloth was brought to her. Xu Lidi's movements were incredibly gentle; Mingruo felt no discomfort at all, but rather felt drowsy from his touch.

"Fortunately, the bleeding has stopped, my darling. Father was too rough." He bent down and embraced her small body, wishing he could offer her everything in the world to win a smile from her, and even more so, wishing they could become one, their flesh and blood intertwined, their bones entwined, never to be separated again. "It hurts, doesn't it?"

How could Mingruo bear to see Xu Lidi frown for her? The most noble man in the world had already done so much for her; she had dragged this man down to the mortal realm, so how could she blame him? "It's alright... Ruo'er isn't in pain, Father will give you a kiss."

His cool, thin lips pressed against her soft, pink lips, gently and tenderly licking them. Mingruo murmured softly, wrapping her arms around him, and asked between their breaths, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Not long, just a quarter of an hour." He went out for a moment, and she woke up. His gentle hand stroked the messy strands of hair at her temples, allowing her pretty little face to be fully revealed. "Are you sleepy again? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Mingruo nodded obediently. Since going out with the father and son that morning, she hadn't eaten much, and then there had been such an intense lovemaking session; how could she have endured it? "Okay, where's Shunyuan?"

"The little guy is full of energy; he slipped out to play a while ago. I had Fu'an go with him; there won't be any danger." He kissed her and called for someone to bring the meal.

She felt relieved and was held in his arms.

Just as they were eating, the curtain was lifted, and the young boy rushed in: "Mother, Mother, I'm back—"

Mingruo saw that his face was covered in sweat and looked very uncomfortable, so she quickly asked Eunuch An, who was following behind him, to get a damp cloth to wipe his face. Shun Yuan didn't care about any of that. He immediately squeezed next to her, rubbing against her and holding up an exceptionally beautiful bird to present to her: "Mother, isn't it beautiful? I heard from Eunuch An that this bird is very rare, and very few people can catch it! Shall I roast it for you to eat?"

"Eat?" Ming Ruo was startled. Just then, Emperor Xu Li picked up a piece of food and put it down. She gently pushed his wrist down, and little Shun Yuan obediently opened his mouth and ate it in one gulp. He continued to ask, "Is it good? It must be delicious!"

What a little devil... Ming Ruo sighed and patted his head: "Such a beautiful bird, doesn't Shun Yuan want to keep it?"

The little boy shook his head like a rattle drum: "No, there are all kinds of good things in the palace. Besides, I only hunted it because I wanted to roast it for Mother."

Ming Ruo really doted on him: "Alright, whatever Shun Yuan says goes, right?" As she spoke, she pushed the food that Emperor Xu Li had put on her into the little boy's mouth.

Emperor Xu Li was displeased: "Shun Yuan, sit down and eat by yourself, don't bother your mother."

"Yes." Always obedient to his father, Shun Yuan immediately jumped onto the stool and sat down, waiting for Eunuch An to place the bowls, chopsticks, cups, and plates in front of him.

The family of three finished their meal like this. Ming Ruo was still a little tired, but children have a lot of energy. Although Shun Yuan was naughty and playful, he was extremely filial. Seeing that Ming Ruo was not feeling well, he did not bother her and asked Eunuch An to take him out to play. Ming Ruo watched his little figure skip away and yawned. Emperor Xu Li picked her up and carried her to the bed, and the two of them undressed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Chapter 193, Royal Hunting Festival (Part Two)

When she woke up the next day, it was actually snowing outside! Ming Ruo had seen snow before, but it was really strange for it to snow at this time of year. If the days were pushed back two or three months, it would really be considered snow in June. Could it be that there's some unaddressed injustice among the common people? She told Emperor Xu Li her thoughts, and was pinched hard on the cheek a few times: "What nonsense are you thinking?"

"I'm not thinking nonsense at all, I'm serious. Otherwise, look, this place isn't far from the capital, so why is the climate so different?" No one would believe there wasn't something fishy going on.

Emperor Xu Li sighed, pulled her into his arms, and tapped her pert little nose: "It's because of this strange scenery that this mountain is called Summer Snow Mountain. Although the seasons are the same, the climate is different. This mountain only has about three months of springtime a year; the rest of the time it's like this, covered in snow. But the resources are very rich, and there are many kinds of animals. Otherwise, how could it have been the location of the royal hunting ground for so many years? Take all those silly little thoughts out of your head."

Ming Ru pouted, puffed out her cheeks, and was poked by Emperor Xu Li's slender finger, and then she shut up. She grabbed Emperor Xu Li's hand, which was stroking her face, and bit down on it with her little mouth. Emperor Xu Li didn't dodge; he had protective qi, and if she hadn't pulled back just in time, he might have lost most of his little steel teeth. Ming Ruo bit him on a whim, and after a couple of bites, she realized it was useless. Her father looked delicate, but he had sharp teeth, so she let go and spat several times.

Emperor Xu Li saw how childish she was and felt a pang of tenderness, so he couldn't help but pinch her rosy cheeks.

Little did he know he had touched the little thing's sore spot. It was Emperor Xu Li's fault for being so cheeky; he knew Ming Ruo didn't like being pinched, so he deliberately pinched her, not wanting to upset her until she was really angry, and then he would coax her gently, thoroughly enjoying the process. He cupped Mingruo's small face in his hands, kissed her rosy lips forcefully, and hugged her tightly with a smile, teasingly saying, "What's wrong? The puppy suddenly stopped biting?"

"Hmph, who told Father Emperor to be old? His flesh is so fishy and smelly, it's awful!" Mingruo raised her head, haughtily trying to turn it away, but with Emperor Xuli holding her head, she couldn't turn it far.

"Dare to say Father Emperor is old?" If Mingruo's Achilles' heel was someone pinching her cheek, then Emperor Xuli's Achilles' heel was being called old by Mingruo. Compared to her, who was in her early twenties, he truly was old, almost fifty. How could he not be? But anyone else could say he was old, except Mingruo. That would make him feel like she was disgusted by him.

Mingruo giggled as Emperor Xuli pounced on her onto the bed. His restless hands immediately groped inside. The tent was warm, and since they weren't going out, Mingruo wasn't wearing much, making her particularly easy to conquer. In no time, he stripped her down to just a few pieces of clothing, leaving only her undergarment hanging askew. "Father, Father Emperor—Ruo'er was wrong—"

"Wrong?" Emperor Xuli raised an eyebrow. "You certainly know how to admit your mistakes." He then tried to pry her legs apart, but Mingruo was startled and desperately tried to keep them closed. Emperor Xuli glanced at her, swayed back and forth with her for a moment, and then, with lightning speed, he spread her legs apart, revealing her tender private parts covered by white underpants. He touched the concealed entrance of her alluring vulva with his finger and whispered, "Let Father see if it's healed yet?"

"No, not yet!" Mingruo quickly shook her head in denial, but Emperor Xuli didn't believe her. While she was speaking, he had already pulled down her underpants, revealing her slightly swollen vulva to his eyes. The entrance was glistening, still a tender red.

There was nothing seriously wrong, except for a little redness and swelling. Those ointments were extremely precious, and it would take decades to make even one bottle, yet he had used them all to apply to Mingruo's vulva. "Who said it wasn't healed? It's clearly healed. Look..." His deep purple phoenix eyes shone with infatuation. "Just like the little mouth up there, so red and tender, so adorable." He rubbed his index finger against the tender entrance a few times, and her extremely sensitive body immediately responded. Emperor Xuli then slowly inserted his finger into the viscous love fluid. "You bit really hard."

He wasn't ashamed, but Mingruo felt embarrassed. The hunting festival lasted three days, and this was already the second day. Was he going to spend all his time on her? No wonder the common people said she was a beauty who would bring ruin to the country! Actually, she didn't want to either! "Father—don't touch—"

"Don't touch?" Emperor Xuli wasn't one to suffer a loss. He had just been bitten several times, and now it was time to bring up old grudges: "Then why did you bite your father just now? Did you think your father bit you for nothing?"

Hearing this, Mingruo cursed herself for being stupid in her heart. She had been with him for years, didn't she know his tricks? Every time she couldn't help but bite, he always got his revenge with interest. It seemed like she was the one who was wrong, but she hadn't used any force at all! All of this was just an excuse for Emperor Xuli to bully her!

Seeing her face turn red and her eyes filled with resentment, Emperor Xuli couldn't help but laugh. He affectionately nibbled at her little nose, and Mingruo squinted, her cheeks puffing out habitually. In broad daylight… all he ever thought about was that.

“Ruo’er, you’re alright. Father wasn’t quite done yesterday. How about we go out riding again?”

Mingruo wouldn’t dare go. It wasn’t like she was tired of living. Emperor Xuli’s words sounded like he was asking for her opinion, but really he was telling her: Do you want to do it? Absolutely. He was just letting her choose whether to do it in the tent or on horseback.

She wasn't stupid. She'd escaped detection last time, but if it happened again—she'd die of shame! So, her little head spun, considering all possibilities, and she shook her head pitifully, her voice soft and sweet: "Right here..."

Emperor Xuli was pleased with the little one's understanding, but he wasn't about to let her off so easily. He lifted the girl beneath him, making her sit on his lap. Her tender private parts rubbed against his hard, swollen groin through the thin fabric, utterly intoxicating! "Hmm, then Ruo'er must perform well, so Father Emperor will believe you're not forcing yourself at all."

Bad guy, bad guy! Ming Ruo cursed inwardly, knowing perfectly well what he wanted, but ultimately yielded. She straddled him, and in a few moments, untied Emperor Xuli's belt. Emperor Xuli had a strange preference for colors; aside from his bright yellow dragon robe, Ming Ruo had never seen him wear anything other than white. But truly, only this person could wear the white robe with such ethereal grace, so alluring to all beings.

Chapter 194, Royal Hunting Festival (Part 3)

At this moment, Mingruo was only wearing a thin little bodice. She blushed and covered her face. Although she had been married to Emperor Xuli for nine years, she couldn't help but feel shy when doing these things. Of course, she knew what he wanted her to do. Her

petite body slowly climbed off him, kneeling on the bed like a little wife, her hands on her knees. The bodice hanging diagonally covered her two tender breasts, and the hem slightly concealed the mysterious black forest, but it vaguely revealed a hint of temptation. She glanced at Emperor Xuli somewhat uneasily. He was gazing at her with a gentle yet commanding look. His slender arm reached out and gently pinched her round little bottom. Mingruo was sensitive and immediately whimpered and lay on his chest. Looking at her delicate and helpless appearance, Emperor Xuli's heart softened. He said, "Father is waiting for Ruo'er's performance. What are you doing now? Playing the fool?"

Ming Ruo puffed out her cheeks, her little bottom swaying from side to side, as if trying to avoid his touch, or perhaps wanting him to touch a larger area. "Hmm... coming..." she said, kneeling back and placing her small hand on the bulging mound between Emperor Xuli's legs.

No matter how many times she had seen this thing, Ming Ruo was always frightened by its size and heat. She swallowed hard, her slender fingertips lightly tracing the area between Emperor Xuli's legs. Emperor Xuli gasped. He loved it when Ming Ruo took the initiative to touch him. Usually, Shun Yuan often caused trouble or slacked off, and Emperor Xuli often punished him. But at times like this, as long as Shun Yuan pleaded for him, Ming Ruo would overcome her shyness and throw herself into his arms. The final result, of course, was always a happy ending.

Unfortunately, such moments were rare. The little one had never liked being too intimate with him in public. She claimed she didn't want to be seen as a troublemaker, but in reality, she probably still harbored a strong aversion to their blood ties. Emperor Xu Li had spent nearly ten years trying to make Ming Ruo completely let go of the heavy burden in her heart. She respected and loved him, yet she also feared and dreaded him. If they weren't father and daughter, if they weren't related by blood, perhaps he could have made her forget Duanmu Yun and fall in love with him long ago after he took her. Alas—even with his extraordinary abilities, he couldn't melt away the blood ties between them.

But Emperor Xu Li was also secretly relieved. It was precisely because he was her father that he could keep her by his side forever, and that no matter what he did, she could forgive and accept him.

He gazed tenderly at the anxious Ming Ruo, stroking her small face, from her thick, slender eyebrows to her pink, rosy lips. Over the years, she had become a mother and lost a lot of weight, her baby fat gone, yet she still possessed the complexion of a beautiful young woman, the childlike innocence in her eyes and brows never fading: "Ruo'er..." he murmured her name, seeing her frightened little face, her large, purple eyes gazing at him, her innocent appearance so childlike. He touched her face to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, hmm?"

He had done so much for her, more than just this little thing. Her little face pressed against the swollen spot, gently rubbing against it, her burning face against his burning male member, separated only by a thin layer of fabric. Not only Xu Li Di, but even Ming Ruo felt a strange surge of emotion.

Her nostrils were filled with the scent of white datura stramonium emanating from Xu Li Di. Logically, after all these years, she should have absorbed his scent long ago; if they smelled alike, what could she possibly smell? Mingruo felt that Emperor Xuli was different from her. Unlike her, he never bathed in flower petals or milk, nor did he use scented sachets, yet his scent was always so rich and alluring. Just being near him made her feel as if she were marked by him from the inside out.

Her small hand gently parted his white underpants, and a thick, large penis immediately sprang out, its shaft swollen a purplish-red, the large glans at the tip oozing a thin layer of clear fluid. Mingruo's face flushed even more. Emperor Xuli had no unpleasant odor; even his private parts were filled with the rich scent of white datura flowers.

She couldn't even grasp it with one hand, and even with two, she could only barely hold it, with a large portion protruding from her slender fingertips. Was it really the same thing that possessed her every night? Mingruo stared blankly at the enormous, menacing object before her, terrified. No matter how many times she saw it, she would wonder if her body could truly contain such a thick penis?

Her delicate hands moved back and forth, and Emperor Xuli slowly began to moan. He was a celestial being, yet his moans possessed an unusual, bewitching quality; his voice was soft, low, and cold, carrying an extreme, seductive allure: "Ruo'er... touch Father, quickly touch Father..." He covered her small hands, guiding them up and down, while her hands kneaded his two enormous testicles below. After a while, Emperor Xuli not only failed to release, but instead grew even more erect. Mingruo looked at him helplessly, and he sighed, "I've really spoiled you." Even after all this time, she still couldn't please him, forever like a shy, timid little virgin.

Mingruo looked at him with a wronged expression, tears welling in her eyes. Emperor Xuli smiled and released her hand, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear to reveal her delicate face. "Come on, be a good girl and please your father."

He blinked his large eyes, and the little beauty obediently knelt down, her small hands grasping the massive shaft. The scalding heat made Mingruo's heart burn. She stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked the tip, which was oozing clear fluid.

Emperor Xuli's body had no odor, and the fluid tasted almost undetectable in her mouth; Mingruo was used to it. But just thinking that it came from her father's body made her blush. Emperor Xuli's dazed yet satisfied gaze gave her a great sense of accomplishment, as if she, who had always been bullied, was finally about to turn the tables. Her small mouth opened, barely managing to accommodate a head. Mingruo used the tip of her tongue to press against the small opening and sucked hard. Emperor Xuli was overjoyed. He wrapped his large hands around her waist and easily lifted her onto his body. He parted her two tender little buttocks, opened his thin lips, and sucked on the small clitoris that was already swollen with arousal.

Chapter 195, Royal Hunting Festival (IV)

This position was really— Mingruo's face turned red, her tender face pressed against Emperor Xuli's crotch, close to that thing. The intense pleasure below stimulated her to cry out. Her small hands gripped the shaft, not knowing how to move. She shrank into herself. If Emperor Xuli hadn't been holding her buttocks, she might have jumped off the bed and run away: "Mmm..."

Her nimble tongue skillfully licked the delicate tender hole. The two fleshy petals were too tightly closed. Emperor Xuli flicked them apart with his fingers, revealing the small, tender red flesh hole inside. His tongue swept across the middle, sending a shiver down Mingruo's spine. She instantly lost track of time. She pressed her lips tightly together, refusing to utter a shameful moan, while the enormous thing in her hand throbbed restlessly, as if blaming her for neglecting it. Gritting her teeth, barely managing to withstand Xu Lidi's onslaught, Mingruo reopened her small mouth and took the thick, large glans into her mouth. Her smooth tongue swept across the tip, then poked its tip into the small opening. Xu Lidi was always one to cry out when he felt pleasure, and Mingruo, under his caresses, couldn't help but moan. The sounds of the man and woman's heavy breathing and delicate moans in the tent blended strangely together, a sound so enchanting it could make one lose their soul.

However comfortable it was, if Mingruo lost focus and forgot to please him, Xu Lidi would punish her by lightly biting her thin labia. Mingruo would tremble all over from the bites and quickly continue with what she was supposed to do. Her mouth was small, and it had always been difficult for her to take him all in. But after so many years, Mingruo had come to understand that these sexual encounters required skill, and what Xu Lidi had taught her was something she would benefit from for the rest of her life—not just in terms of bedroom pleasures. She shifted her position, feeling a little uncomfortable, and moved forward a bit. But Xu Lidi grabbed her bottom, knowing he wouldn't allow her to move any further. Mingruo had no choice but to tilt her head forward as much as possible, slowly taking the thick, intimidating penis into her mouth.

It was still too much of a strain… she simply couldn't swallow it all. Her face turned red from the strain, and her large eyes filled with tears overflowing from the blockage, making her look incredibly pitiful.

Emperor Xu patted her chubby little bottom: "Enough."

Ming Ruo turned around, her small, delicate face flushed, a suspiciously glistening drop of water clinging to the corner of her mouth. She was coughing softly, looking utterly pitiful. "Good girl." He picked her up, gently prying open her little mouth with his fingertips. Ming Ruo obediently opened it for him to examine. "You're such a silly little thing. It's been so long, and you still can't do it." Every time she leaves him stuck in that awkward position, it's really bad for his health. But he just likes it, even though she can never please him so easily.

"..." The little beauty felt wronged, pouting and remaining silent, her little paws clinging to his shoulder, her face buried in his chest, and she muttered, "Ruo'er is silly, then Father Emperor should go find other concubines. They'll definitely be happy, and they'll definitely do better than Ruo'er."

That's something... the little thing's temper is growing, she even dares to talk back to him. Emperor Xu Li patted her head. "Is that really true?"

Ming Ruo snorted. "I knew Father was a restless man."

Restless... was that even a word to describe him? Emperor Xu Li chuckled, gently rocking his precious daughter. "It's not like I haven't let them do it before. Before you came along, Father saw plenty of these things." Did he even need to go looking for them? Which woman didn't fawn over him? He didn't even need to make any requests; those women used every trick in the book. Unfortunately—it was all tasteless, utterly boring. After he said that, Ming Ruo got angry and reached out to pinch him. But although Emperor Xu Li looked thin and slender, very refined and ethereal, his skin was like armor. She couldn't find a spot to pinch him, and even biting him would only break her little steel teeth.

Ming Ruo, unable to find a place to pinch him, panicked. How could he say such a thing! What did he mean by "It's not like I haven't let them do it before"... wasn't he ashamed?! Her small hands groped along that patch of smooth, white skin for a long time, unable to find a place to touch. Her palm swept across his chest, just managing to pinch a small protrusion. A malice flashed in her beautiful eyes. Mingruo lowered her head, pushed Xu Lidi down, and bit down. Hmm, even with an iron shirt and golden bell, this place couldn't be forged into steel, could it?

Indeed, it couldn't be forged into steel, so she bit down smoothly. She held that small, dark red nipple in her mouth and bit down hard, but Xu Lidi didn't feel pain; instead, he groaned with desire.

She was biting him, not pleasing him! Mingruo glared angrily at Xu Lidi, who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, and was so annoyed she wanted to put on her clothes. Anyway, she couldn't turn the tables; she was destined to be his puppet for life.

Xu Lidi sensed Mingruo was about to leave, but without even opening his eyes, he hooked his arm around her waist, pinching the ticklish flesh there. The beautiful woman immediately went limp: "Where to?" He pulled her into his arms, their bodies pressed together, their naked genitals rubbing against each other. His enormous penis pierced through Mingruo's legs, rubbing against her sensitive petals, drawing out drops of sweet fluid. Mingruo couldn't bear it, burying her face against Xu Lidi's chest, moaning softly, her burning face pressed against his chest, her fragrant breath completely enveloping him.

Before he knew it, Xu Lidi's hand had reached below. He simply lifted her slightly, and his large glans easily found its way in, squeezing in without much effort. The lubricating fluid was so abundant, its sweet taste igniting Xu Lidi's lust; he wanted nothing more than to hold her tightly in his arms. The path to entry was equally difficult. Mingruo's body was tight, and even with ample lubrication, there was still resistance. However, the feeling of being sucked and enveloped by layers of tender flesh was especially intoxicating. She was so tight, it was almost unbearable.

"Mmm..." Mingruo had no mind to answer Emperor Xuli's question. She lay on top of Emperor Xuli, her delicate white hands sometimes clenching into fists, sometimes spreading apart. Her little feet curled up together due to intense pleasure, and even her slender white legs trembled slightly from Emperor Xuli's fierce attack.

It was this kind of beauty, made of water, that made him want to cherish her. She was soft to the touch, aroused by a kiss, and wet with desire at the slightest penetration, bringing him unimaginable pleasure. Emperor Xuli pinched her soft buttocks as he entered her. It was strange, after all these years, he still couldn't get enough of her and couldn't cherish her enough. Other women were like dirt in his eyes. He only wanted to offer her the best to make her smile, even if it was just for a moment: "Ruo'er, tell me, does Father love you, hmm?" He asked as he thrust in forcefully.

Mingruo cried out pitifully, unable to answer Emperor Xuli's question for a moment. He withdrew, not giving her any more. Mingruo panicked, rubbing against him, answering intermittently, "Mmm...it hurts, it hurts...Father Emperor hurts Ruo'er..."

"Then are you wronged?" He thrust in forcefully again, penetrating her completely. The intense friction caused both of them to let out suppressed groans. "Father Emperor forced himself on you back then, were you wronged, hmm?"

Her little bottom twisted from side to side: "No, I'm not wronged...mmm...I'm not wronged..."

His large hand lifted her up, this time penetrating even deeper: "With Shunyuan, Ruo'er, do you no longer want us to be connected by blood?"

Mingruo didn't answer him. It was impossible. Saying she didn't want it or didn't mind was impossible. She would always remember that they were father and daughter, that his blood flowed in her veins, an unchangeable fact. She could only temporarily stop thinking about it, but she could never forget it.

"Ruo'er?"

She shook her head, "Don't ask, don't ask..." She leaned in for a kiss. Emperor Xuli sighed softly, gently sucking on her pouting lips, his tongue lingering inside.

No one noticed a shadow slowly and cautiously retreating outside.

Chapter 196, The Royal Hunting Festival (Part 5)

The day after that day, the hunting festival officially began. The morning was for hunting, and the afternoon was for the competition to determine the warriors. Xiao Shunyuan was very excited and rode off early. Mingruo was worried about him, so she sent Eunuch An to accompany him, while she herself had no interest in these things and stayed alone in the tent. Emperor Xuli sat in the upper seat, leaving her alone in the tent. He had originally intended to take her with him, but Mingruo didn't want to be stared at like a monster by so many people; it was too uncomfortable. It was much more comfortable to be alone in the tent. Besides, she had books, and she didn't mind.

With delicate pastries and fruits beside her, Mingruo munched on an apple, flipping through the book in her hand. The food she'd been eating at the camp these past few days had been quite heaty, which was why she was so diligently eating fruit, even forcing Emperor Xuli and Shunyuan to eat with her. Emperor Xuli was alright; he wasn't picky, had no particular likes or dislikes, and would eat whatever Mingruo wanted. But Shunyuan was a different story. That little guy, who couldn't live without meat, was all teary-eyed, and Mingruo treated even an apple like she was going to cut off a piece of his flesh.

Just as she was engrossed in her book, the tent flap was lifted. Thinking it was Emperor Xuli, Mingruo turned around, but the word "Father—" caught in her throat, and her delicate face was already covered with a layer of frost.

She didn't like talking to strangers, but the person who entered didn't think so: "Your Majesty, you seem to be in a good mood, still reading at this hour."

Mingruo closed her book and stood up: "Second Prince, you flatter me. I am unworthy of such praise. But this tent is not a place for just anyone to enter. If His Majesty finds out, the Second Prince will be in trouble."

"Don't try to intimidate me with Father Emperor, you little vixen! Do you think I don't know who you are?!" The Second Prince grinned, slowly approaching. Mingruo was startled: "What nonsense are you spouting? If the Emperor hears this, I'll see how you explain yourself."

"Come on, Fourth Princess, do you think I'm lying to you?" The lewd laughter grew louder as the Second Prince rubbed his hands together and moved closer to Mingruo. "I heard everything outside yesterday. You are Duanmu Yun's wife, the Fourth Princess of the Da'an Dynasty—the Fourth Princess who should have died long ago." If he hadn't fallen for this beauty the first time he saw her, he wouldn't have dared to eavesdrop. Who knew he would overhear this unspeakable secret? Ha, with this, why would he be afraid this beauty wouldn't listen to him? Father Emperor could disregard morality and enjoy his own daughter, so why couldn't he taste his own sister? Looking at her soft figure and fair skin… he wondered what it would feel like to play with her; it must be incredibly pleasurable. Otherwise, why would Father Emperor have favored her for so many years? “Fourth Princess, if you give in to me today, we’ll keep quiet about this. But if you don’t… hmph, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Mingruo wasn’t intimidated by his words. Compared to Emperor Xuli, this second prince wasn’t even worthy of carrying her shoes. As long as she wasn’t injured and he didn’t succeed, her father would surely resolve the issue once he found out. She began to subtly retreat towards the tent entrance, but the second prince laughed: “Fourth Princess, don’t even think about it. I’ve already taken care of everyone outside. You’re helpless now. Just take off your clothes, and I’ll take good care of you…”

A feeling of nausea washed over Mingruo. Because she was worried about Xiao Shunyuan, she had sent out almost all her secret guards, leaving only a few ordinary imperial guards to guard the tent, fully believing that Emperor Xuli was nearby and nothing would happen. But now it seemed she was wrong. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fist, raised her chin, and exuded an air of supreme arrogance and nobility: "If you're not afraid the Emperor will kill you if he finds out, feel free to try."

Unexpectedly, the man laughed even more heartily: "Fourth Princess, I'm not like that fool, Third Prince, who would do anything for beauty. I've already prepared a plan. If you don't want this to get out, you'd better submit to me. Hmm… let me think, what will the world say in the future? 'As Duanmu Yun's wife, yet having an affair with Father… and even having a child,' isn't that a sin?!" In that case, Shun Yuan had no right to inherit the throne. Now that his eldest brother and third brother were dead, and the remaining brothers had mysteriously died young, besides Shun Yuan, he was his father's only heir. Now, with Ming Ruo's weakness, he was certain to rule the Great An Dynasty!

Eloquent arguments were never Ming Ruo's forte. She bit her lip, secretly alarmed.

Seeing that Mingruo remained silent, the Second Prince assumed she was considering it and hurriedly moved closer, a lewd grin on his face: "Royal sister, think it over carefully, think it over carefully. I'm not one to be incapable of cherishing women. If you submit to me, I promise I'll pamper you and spoil you, no less than Father." He even reached out to touch her face, but Mingruo dodged him sharply and said coldly, "What do you mean by holding back?"

The Second Prince chuckled but didn't say anything: "Royal sister, I'm not a fool. Do you think I'd tell you so I could die more easily? Think of Father and Shunyuan. Quickly submit to me, and this matter will be settled."

Mingruo seized an opportunity to escape towards the door, but the Second Prince was quite skilled. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Gazing at the unbelievably beautiful face before him, even in anger, the Second Prince was even more captivated. Ignoring Mingruo's resistance, he stroked her face, murmuring, "I truly didn't know you, my dear sister, were so beautiful... If I had known sooner, how could Father have had a chance?" He would have already possessed this little beauty.

His words enraged Mingruo, her face flushed red. She tried to cry for help, but the Second Prince quickly covered her mouth and dragged her onto the bed. She was frantic, not knowing what to do. How could a weak woman, powerless to resist a man in his prime? Just as her clothes were about to be torn open, the man who was burying his face in her neck, kissing her, suddenly groaned and then stopped moving.

Mingruo was too frightened to move. After a while, she pushed the Second Prince off her. He didn't react, so she struggled to get out from under him. The man slumped down, face down on the ground, a simple white jade hairpin sticking out of the back of his head.

This hairpin…it looks so familiar.

Just as she was filled with surprise and doubt, unsure of what to do, the tent curtain was lifted, and Emperor Xuli entered. Seeing the Second Prince lying on the ground and Mingruo's disheveled clothes, his expression suddenly turned cold. Knowing he was about to get angry again, Mingruo quickly rushed into his arms, softly saying, "It's alright, Ruo'er is alright, Father, don't be angry."

Emperor Xuli looked at the corpse on the ground, his disgusted gaze as if he were looking at a dirty rat. He felt nothing about his son's death, simply calling for someone to come in and clean it up. Then he took Mingruo to the bedside, his eyes questioning her, waiting for her to tell the story herself.

Mingruo then recounted what had happened. Emperor Xuli's expression turned frighteningly cold after hearing that she had almost been humiliated. If the Second Prince hadn't died, he probably would have made that person wish they were dead. But Mingruo was worried about something else: "Father…will you be alright? He said…he said he had a backup plan…"

"It's alright." He patted her head. “Father is here for you.”

Mingruo barely relaxed, nestled into Emperor Xuli’s arms, and tugged at his sleeve. “Father, I killed my second brother with a hairpin, aren’t you angry?”

Emperor Xuli chuckled. “What’s there to be angry about? I’m only angry that you didn’t go easy on him.” He said this, but his eyes were incredibly deep, as if he was thinking about something, but Mingruo didn’t see it.

Chapter 197, Suspecting an Old Friend Has Arrived (Part 1) After

such an incident, Mingruo had no heart to stay at the hunting grounds any longer. She barely managed to hold on until the end of the hunting festival before Emperor Xuli took her back to the palace. Her mind was racing, but she couldn’t say anything, because even she herself couldn’t quite believe it.

The days after returning to the palace were as usual, but on this day, an uninvited guest arrived at Panlong Palace. Mingruo looked at the Empress before her, unsure of her purpose, and could only greet her with a smile: "Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

The Empress's smile remained dignified and elegant, but Mingruo sensed something was amiss. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, and the Empress seemed unwilling to explain further. She simply sat down and said with a smile, "Sister, I've come today to ask for your help."

Mingruo instinctively felt that this favor would be difficult to grant.

As expected, the Empress smiled and said, "Ten years have passed, and apart from you, no other young ladies have entered the harem. Several princes have also died young, and the royal line is increasingly extinguished. Yesterday, many officials came to my palace, all begging me to persuade His Majesty to recruit more young ladies to enrich the harem and continue the royal bloodline of our Great An Dynasty. I have thought it over and over, and the only person His Majesty would listen to is you, my sister. I urge you to prioritize the royal family and persuade His Majesty to issue a list of candidates. When new ladies enter the palace, it will lighten your burden. After all, having more people to serve His Majesty is not a bad thing. What do you say, my sister?"

Her words were soft yet firm, firm yet soft. Compared to the Empress, Ming Ruo was still too inexperienced. She twisted her fingers, but her face remained calm. If there's one skill Emperor Xuli taught her over the years, it's that no matter what dangers lie ahead, she can remain nonchalant: "Your Majesty, you flatter me. Putting aside the fact that the harem shouldn't interfere in politics, Zhuohua's status is merely that of a Noble Consort. How could she possibly have the right to advise the Emperor to select concubines? If these words are spoken well, it shows she has a broad mind and is tolerant; but if they are spoken poorly, wouldn't that be a crime of disobedience? Your Majesty, please don't harm me. Please forgive Zhuohua for being powerless."

Having met with a rebuff, the Empress remained unperturbed, merely smiling and saying, "Sister, what are you saying? Everyone knows how much the Emperor dotes on you. Whatever your request, he will certainly grant. Please, for the sake of the people and the realm, persuade the Emperor." She leaned closer, taking Mingruo's hand in hers, her brightly painted nails tracing the back of Mingruo's jade-like hand. "Sister, you are truly beautiful. Look at your skin, like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Even I, a woman, am envious. Speaking of which… you are only twenty-seven or twenty-eight this year, in the prime of your life. Ah, thinking about it, you are a few years younger than some of the princesses."

Mingruo was startled. Why was she suddenly bringing this up?! But no matter how she looked at the Empress, she remained smiling, revealing no emotion whatsoever. Mingruo grew increasingly nervous, but she still forced herself to remain composed: "Your Majesty flatters me. Zhuohua is already a mother; she can no longer be called a young lady."

"Sister, I won't beat around the bush with you." The Empress patted her hand, smiling kindly. Looking at her smiling face, Mingruo felt a chill run through her! "The Second Prince sent me a message before he died, so don't hide it from me anymore. Of course, I'm not so ungrateful. If the Emperor is pleased, what's wrong with that? As long as you are devoted to the Emperor, I will never utter a word of dissent. Please persuade the Emperor about the selection of concubines; after all, that's how you'll explain things, isn't it?"

With that, she rose, reminding Mingruo, "You must distinguish between what's important and what's urgent, don't you think?"

Watching the Empress's figure disappear behind the beaded curtain, Mingruo's hands trembled. She looked around tremblingly. There was no one else. No wonder the Empress had dismissed everyone as soon as she entered. So, she knew! Was this what her second brother meant by "keeping something in reserve" before he died? He told the Empress about it that very day?!

No, she couldn't let a third person know. The Empress would definitely use this to blackmail her and make demands of her. If it were just her alone, it wouldn't be so bad, but now that she had Shun Yuan, she absolutely couldn't let herself become someone else's puppet! She was a mother, and the only thing she was willing to sacrifice for was her child. Judging from the current situation, the Empress would definitely not let her off easily. Mingruo knew perfectly well that now that she was favored by her father, the Empress could use her for countless benefits! For Shun Yuan's sake, she couldn't allow herself to become a puppet controlled by the Empress!

But… but she didn't want to. What should she do? Mingruo paced back and forth in the room, panicked and at a loss. She paced back and forth for about fifteen minutes before rushing out. The palace maids and eunuchs guarding the palace gates, seeing the usually gentle Consort Ming so panicked, exchanged bewildered glances and hurriedly gave chase. But Mingruo, anxious, quickened her pace, eventually breaking into a run.

The guards in the imperial study, recognizing her, dared not stop her. Mingruo pushed open the door, ignoring the several high-ranking officials in the study, and ran straight into Emperor Xuli's arms.

Emperor Xuli had never seen Mingruo so terrified. His heart ached, and when he lifted her small face, he found it streaked with tears. Ignoring their ongoing military discussion, he dismissed everyone present, only gently wiping away Mingruo's tears when they were alone. He softly asked, "What's wrong? Who dared to upset my precious Ruo'er?"

Mingruo choked back tears, clinging to Emperor Xuli, "Father... Father... Ruo'er is so scared, Ruo'er is so scared—" Her tears flowed even faster, her small hands gripping Emperor Xuli's robes tightly, her little body trembling uncontrollably.

Emperor Xuli frowned, patting her back and kissing her tear-streaked face until she cried until she hiccuped, then brought her tea. Mingruo sniffled, obediently drinking the water, but refusing to let go, "Father... Father..."

"Good girl, Ruo'er isn't afraid, Father is here." His long, slender fingers wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "What are you afraid of, Ruo'er? Your father is right here with you. What are you afraid of, hmm?"

Mingruo sniffled, looking up at him with her big, red eyes from crying. "Your Majesty the Empress... Your Majesty the Empress just came to see me... She said she knows, she said she knows about our relationship!"

He thought it was something serious. Emperor Xuli chuckled, took her small hand, and hugged her tightly. "You're crying over something like this? Aren't you afraid of Shunyuan seeing you? You're a mother now, how come you cry more than Shunyuan?"

Mingruo was dumbfounded. How could he say that so casually...

"Don't be afraid, leave it to your father, hmm?" He gently kissed her. "With Father Emperor here, Ruo'er can do whatever she wants without fearing anyone."

She blinked her eyes blankly, still a little uneasy: "But—"

"Good girl, first tell Father Emperor what she wanted from you, we'll talk about the rest later."

Looking at those loving and gentle purple eyes, Ming Ruo sniffed, snuggled into his arms like a cat, and began to recount

Chapter 198, Suspected Old Friend Returns (Part 2)

After listening to Ming Ruo's pitiful story, Emperor Xu Li burst out laughing. He rubbed her soft little head and kissed her cheek: "Silly girl, what are you thinking? Is the Empress more terrifying than me?"

Ming Ruo blinked, actually comparing them in her mind. Emperor Xu Li narrowed his eyes, unable to resist wanting to spit on this little ingrate. He said this was just a metaphor, but this little fool actually took it seriously! Can he compare to the Empress? No matter how terrifying he is, he still loves her. This girl, this girl can really drive her crazy. When he saw Mingruo shake her head, he sighed helplessly, "You silly girl, with your father here, what are you afraid of?"

She seemed a little embarrassed, pursing her lips for a while before stammering, "Then, then Ruo'er doesn't need to worry? But what if the Empress tells anyone..."

"She won't."

"Eh?"

"I said you're silly, and you really are." Emperor Xuli shook his head helplessly, looking as if she was beyond saving. Mingruo glared at him, and he smiled and pinched her cheek, "She's still counting on you to achieve her goal, how could she risk everything to tell anyone? Besides, although she's a fool, compared to the other fools in the harem, she's not stupid. She knows that if she tells anyone, not only will she be in trouble, but even her family won't be safe. I'll wipe out her entire clan." Fighting him, is it that easy? How many people in the world would believe her? History is written by the kings, and those who will lose miserably are those who overestimated themselves and dared to provoke him.

Mingruo blinked blankly, her bewildered expression amusing Emperor Xuli. His long, slender fingers brushed against her delicate nose, his voice gentle and tinged with laughter: "Ruo'er, you don't need to think about anything, just keep your father company." He reached out to undress her. Mingruo jumped up in fright, her face still streaked with tears, looking like a dirty little kitten. She placed her hands on her chest, as if that would protect her from Emperor Xuli's intrusion: "No, no!" She had been tormented by him all night, barely able to turn over, and now he was up to his old tricks again! Emperor Xuli

was teasing her; the little beauty gets easily provoked. See, she's no longer bound by the Empress's authority? With a flick of his sleeve, before Mingruo could even see what was happening, she was pulled back into his warm embrace. She sniffled, and Emperor Xu Li took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her face. Seeing her bright purple eyes red from crying, he felt a pang of heartache, but didn't show it.

Whoever made her cry, he would naturally settle the score. Whether it would implicate certain people was another matter entirely; after all, there were always some people who were blind and reckless enough to walk right into his trap.

With her face cleaned, Ming Ruo, who had cried so much, immediately felt sleepy. She was about to rub her eyes when Emperor Xu Li grabbed her hands and pressed them down, his cool, gentle fingertips slowly massaging around her temples. Ming Ruo drowsily enjoyed it, growing increasingly sleepy, and soon fell asleep. Seeing her asleep, Emperor Xu Li didn't wake her, but glanced at the unannotated memorials on the table, a profound smile appearing on his face.

His precious darling, whom even he wouldn't dare to speak harshly to or bully, how could he allow those lowly filthy creatures to intimidate him? Perhaps tonight, he should condescend to meet some of those who, having lived a life of luxury for too long, have become increasingly arrogant and ignorant of their place. He kept them around, partly to maintain order in the harem and to help Shun Yuan learn faster, so Ruo'er wouldn't bear the stigma of bringing disaster to the country; and partly... well, really, just laziness. Too lazy to see what waves those clueless fools could stir up. But who would have thought that his rare tolerance would be mistaken for weakness, that someone would dare to gossip in front of his precious darling and advise him to hold a selection of concubines... Ha, a selection of concubines, is that it?

Emperor Xu Li gently held Ming Ruo, a cold smile playing on his lips, but his expression remained gentle. But Mingruo seemed to still sense the turmoil in his heart. She wrinkled her little nose, smacked her lips, and whimpered. He quickly put aside his thoughts, gently coaxing her while holding her. He finally managed to get the little one, who was prone to light sleep, to fall asleep. Only then did he quietly carry her back to Panlong Palace. Although the Imperial Study had a comfortable couch, it couldn't compare to the jade bed in Panlong Palace. His Ruo'er had been pampered for many years, and unless absolutely necessary, he always carried her back to Panlong Palace to sleep.

But today he had some things to do and couldn't stay with her. He gently placed the precious treasure on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, kissed her, instructed the palace maids to attend to her outside the palace gate, and then turned to leave.

So when Mingruo woke up and didn't see Emperor Xuli, she felt quite strange. This was the first time in so many years that she had fallen asleep in his arms and woken up without seeing him.

She rose, the brocade quilt slipping away, revealing her in only a snow-white robe. Having slept all afternoon, her earlier fear had gradually faded, and now, thinking back, she almost laughed at herself. How could she still act like a child, complaining to her father about every grievance, even less capable than Shun Yuan? That little fellow had never whine to his father since he was old enough to understand; he always solved everything on his own. Thinking of this, Ming Ruo blushed, feeling utterly ashamed…

Her bare feet touched the soft embroidered shoes, and Ming Ruo yawned. Just as she was about to call someone to fetch Shun Yuan, she seemed to smell something in her nose. That smell… unfamiliar, yet also very familiar.

…Impossible, impossible?!

Her small hands clenched into fists, and Ming Ruo anxiously looked around, but saw no one, only a peach blossom bud in full bloom before her dressing table.

She slowly walked over, picked up the peach blossom, its delicate petals slightly open, revealing tender yellow stamens, and a sweet fragrance wafted to her nose. Mingruo took a deep breath, thinking that this peach blossom was planted by Emperor Xuli. Her father always liked to give her a peach blossom when she woke up, but it was usually placed by her pillow, so she could see it as soon as she opened her eyes. Why was it here today? But there seemed to be another scent in the air... a scent that was familiar yet strange, carrying an unusually cold desert aura. How to put it? It was like the barbarian chieftains she had met over the years. They always carried a kind of gyrfalcon scent, savage, rugged, and fierce.

How could it be?

Mingruo shook her head, shaking off the unreliable thoughts in her mind, sat down at the dressing table, gently put down the peach blossom, and picked up a comb to comb her long, black hair. Her smooth hair almost slipped off the comb, as silky as water.

She had been pampered and beautiful, just like the beautiful young woman she once was, unchanged in the slightest.

But he... grew old.

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