[Silver Radiance - The Art of Maneuvering] (The Princess's Restoration) Chapter Thirty-Two

Author :　　Liulihu Published 　　on October
1 　　, 　　2016 ********** 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The ten thousand native cavalrymen under Wang Mang's command marched day and night, finally arriving at this crucial valley pass, offering a distant view of the majestic Shangyang Pass, within the designated time. 　　Under the cover of night, the magnificent mountain wall, obscuring half the sky, still sent a chill down the spines of those who peered upon it, even from dozens of miles away. 　　Wang Mang waved his hand to halt, his orders relayed through torches . After the entire army stopped, his lieutenant asked, puzzled 　　, "General, why did we stop here?" 　　Wang Mang stroked his chin and replied in a deep voice, "Didn't a messenger arrive yesterday? He brought a letter . The letter stated that if the feigned enemy plan succeeds, forty thousand men would be enough to breach the pass; if it fails, a direct assault would likely be met with a crushing defeat. Therefore, she ordered us to provide support here behind the plan, in case of unforeseen circumstances." " 　　I see. Her Highness is indeed so farsighted," the lieutenant exclaimed in amazement. 　　"What kind of talk is that?" Wang Mang noticed his deputy's surprise and raised his eyebrows to rebuke him. "Her Highness the Princess is exceptionally talented and insightful. How could she be an ordinary, ignorant woman? Have you already forgotten how we got to this place outside Shangyang Pass? Have you forgotten how she went to the southern wilderness to borrow 50,000 troops, burned the Red Army at the gates of Yi'an City, and deployed troops under cover of night to annihilate tens of thousands of enemies?" 　　Wang Mang's deputy trembled at the rebuke. He hadn't expected his usually arrogant general to be so convinced of the princess's authority. He quickly bowed and explained. 　　"No, no, that's not what I meant. Her Highness the Princess has a far-sighted vision and is a brilliant strategist; I admire her greatly. I'm just amazed by her foresight, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us." 　　"Alright, I can't blame you for your contempt. Remember, now we have the Princess for wisdom and the Holy Maiden for martial prowess. In this turbulent era, we must not underestimate the women of the world." 　　"Yes, General, I'll go and give the order to set up camp." 　　"Go." 　　The lieutenant wiped away his cold sweat and rode off. Wang Mang, after some thought, dismounted and personally went to the cookhouse to fetch a plate of food. He then approached Xiao Ruoyu, who was sullenly chopping grass. 　　Xiao Ruoyu was traveling with the army, her long hair casually tied up with a cloud-shaped hairpin, only two strands of hair falling in front of her face , obscuring her pure and beautiful features. Dressed in white, she was slender and graceful. The cotton belt made her long figure appear even thinner, giving her a slightly gaunt appearance. 　　"Your Highness, please eat something. You haven't eaten for two days." 　　"Get away from me, you bad man, you pervert! Are you trying to drug me again?!" 　　Xiao Ruoyu brandished her sword at Wang Mang, her lips curling into a vicious pout. The torchlight illuminated her wary expression, and beneath her delicate, dark eyebrows, her clear, ethereal eyes brimmed with tears. 　　What an exquisitely pitiful sight! It seemed she still harbored resentment 　　about being drugged and brutally raped until nightfall after a meal at the Qiling Camp . 　　Now, she couldn't hide her endless grievances as she spoke, her last few words tinged with a tearful tantrum. Even more amusingly, her stomach rumbled in unison. 　　Wang Mang, somewhat embarrassed by the sword pointed at him, waved away several of his guards who had come to watch the commotion, then raised three fingers and swore, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I was foolish last time. There's absolutely no sleeping potion in this food. With a great battle imminent, how could I dare let you fall at this moment?" " 　　Really? Hmm... that seems true. But if there is, this time I don't care about the battle, I'll definitely kill you." 　　The temptation of the food was still considerable. Xiao Ruoyu puffed out her cheeks, bit her moist lower lip, and thought for a long time before convincing herself. However, she added a threatening remark, as if that would make it even safer. 　　Wang Mang met her beautiful eyes, which were still blinking with some unease, and nodded sincerely again. 　　"Don't worry, eat quickly, don't starve yourself. I guarantee there's nothing bad in it!" 　　"Hmph, I know you wouldn't dare." 　　Xiao Ruoyu gently turned her head. Since her black hair was already tied up, the snow-white skin under her neck was easily revealed, dazzlingly white. 　　She proudly raised her little fist and hopped over to Wang Mang in a few steps. Because she had been deliberately aloof and had gone on a two-day hunger strike to avoid speaking to Wang Mang, she was now practically starving. Upon giving in, she eagerly took the food plate, turned her back to Wang Mang, and wolfed down her food. 　　Wang Mang smiled helplessly, watching Xiao Ruoyu's back as she stuffed food into her mouth like a little hamster— it was incredibly cute. 　　So cute that it even stirred up lewd thoughts in him. What if she had a man's penis in her mouth? Or perhaps starve her for five or six days, then give her some good food, find someone to penetrate her both orifices, and brutally fuck her as she wolfed down her food ? He wondered what an interesting scene that would be. With her moaning, could she even swallow the food? 　　"What are you thinking about, looking so lecherous!" 　　Xiao Ruoyu quickly finished her single serving of food. After regaining her energy, she angrily threw the plate at Wang Mang , then checked him over with her internal energy. After confirming that he hadn't been drugged or anything like that, she nodded in satisfaction. But in the end, she couldn't help but retaliate with a sarcastic remark: "Heh heh, you coward with lustful thoughts but no guts. You really don't have the courage."

Wang Mang's eyes widened upon hearing this. Xiao Ruoyu's arrogant and willful demeanor was truly infuriating.

However, he didn't immediately lash out. Instead, he took a deep breath, continued to offer a smile, and the resentment rising within him
made him instinctively reach for the water bottle at his waist. "Of course, of course, how could I dare? Haha,
don't choke on your food eating so fast. Here, have some water."

"Mmm, so sensible."

Xiao Ruoyu's jade-like face was filled with smugness. At this moment, she had absolutely no guard up.
She gave Wang Mang a cool sidelong glance before taking the water bottle and drinking several large gulps.

"Alright, alright, you're full and ready to rest." In high spirits, Xiao Ruoyu walked towards the set-
up camp, but after only two steps, she felt dizzy, and then her tongue suddenly became slurred: "Huh
... my tent... where... is it?"

"Haha, I'll take you back, come on, come on." Wang Mang quickly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Xiao Ruoyu's slender
waist .

Xiao Ruoyu felt dizzy and disoriented. A moment later, Wang Mang had her arms around her knees and lifted her up in his arms. Even if she
were stupid, she would know what was happening by now. Her limbs were weak,
just like when she was drugged last time.

"Waaah...you...damn...my...mother..." she cursed weakly, her voice barely audible.

But it was too late to say anything. She was like a cooked shrimp, waiting for someone to
peel off the shell and eat her.

Holding the unconscious Xiao Ruoyu, Wang Mang hurriedly hid her in her tent. Then he came out and ordered
his soldiers not to approach and disturb the Holy Maiden's cultivation. After arranging everything, he immediately rubbed his hands impatiently and crawled
back inside.

It wasn't even midnight yet, and there was still plenty of time before the deception at noon tomorrow. He had plenty of time to play with her
some more.

To be honest, even though he had gone this far, Wang Mang was still
somewhat . Even though the most important battle on the road to restoring the kingdom was about to begin, he was still blinded
by lust and drugged his own main combat force not far from Shangyang Pass. It was truly an act of a beast.

"Sigh, it's not my fault. Blame this girl for asking for it."

Wang Mang shook his head to comfort himself. If it weren't for this little girl's sharp tongue, he really wouldn't have planned to drug her
again . But now, just thinking about
how the usually arrogant and willful Xiao Ruoyu was wantonly played with after he drugged her, he could never get tired of it and could savor the aftertaste.

"Hmph, being aloof will warm you up after a little fucking."

He suppressed his throbbing member and squatted down next to Xiao Ruoyu. His

large hand covered the outline of her exquisite body through her light white dress. Wang Mang only had to recall
how he had defiled the snow-white flesh under her clothes that day, and he couldn't help but feel extremely hot.

"I haven't seen much, but you're probably the only one in this world who can rival a princess. Tsk tsk, aside from your small breasts
, your legs are even more alluring,"

Wang Mang murmured, his lust surging. He didn't bother to remove his clothes, and instead sank
into Xiao Ruoyu's softness.

Half an hour later, Xiao Ruoyu regained some consciousness, but her mind was still tingling. She could only vaguely
feel the warmth in her lower body, as if she had just been subjected to intense labor. Besides that,
the lingering pleasure seemed to coursing through her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, indicating that she had likely been brought to
orgasm while unconscious.

After a while, she quietly opened her eyes in Wang Mang's arms, trying to move but finding herself
still very weak. As she regained more and more consciousness, she noticed a hand

gently caressing her firm, shapely white legs through her skirt . 　　She carefully sensed it, and resentfully discovered that although she was still dressed, her underpants and stockings had been removed , leaving her lower body completely naked and cool . The moisture from her vagina had likely smeared a considerable amount between her delicate thighs. 　　"You… damn it… you drugged me again…" Xiao Ruoyu finally couldn't help but curse after being touched for so long. 　　Wang Mang, who was holding her, was relaxed and carefree. Having already vented twice, he showed no impatience. Instead, he boldly bit Xiao Ruoyu's ear, teasing her intimately. 　　"Your Highness, you're finally awake! I've been waiting to explain to you. This time it really wasn't in the food ." 　　Wang Mang was going all out this time, licking Xiao Ruoyu's earlobe with his tongue, thoroughly exploring it. The slippery, warm touch sent goosebumps up half her body. 　　"Hmph," 　　Xiao Ruoyu let out a soft snort in exasperation, then ignored Wang Mang and focused on circulating her inner energy to clear away the remaining effects of the drug. 　　However, Wang Mang was clearly more interested in the now-moving Xiao Ruoyu; his slightly limp penis immediately became erect again, pressing proudly against the base of Xiao Ruoyu's legs. 　　The night was long, and having learned from his previous experience of drugging and raping her, Wang Mang knew that undressing could be a form of enjoyment, especially since this time the girl was conscious but unable to resist—a spoiled little saintess. 　　"Take it all off, okay? Only when you're completely naked can we have a vigorous fight. Even though you shamelessly came, I'm not quite done yet." 　　He untied the belt of Xiao Ruoyu's white dress with one hand, while his other hand traced her long, firm legs, moving upwards along the hem of the dress. The thick cotton corset was pulled away from her waist, and the unbuttoned white skirt rode his movements, pushing and bunching up, revealing her long, shapely, and alluring legs. 　　The two were entangled on the wooden bed. Xiao Ruoyu, filled with shame and anger, had her skirt lifted and hanging at her waist, her half-concealed allure more shameful than being naked. Her fair and delicate, rounded thighs were completely exposed. Although they were intertwined to try and cover each other, the sparse pubic hair between her legs was already a mess, unable to be concealed, and instead shamelessly complemented her youthful and vibrant white body, exuding a fatal attraction. 　　"Ugh... um... you bastard... you bad man... you scoundrel!" 　　Her sensitive legs were attacked, and Xiao Ruoyu arched her slender, fair waist as if electrocuted, giving Wang Mang an opportunity to pull her close. 　　"I knew it. Any woman's most alluring feature is her weakness."

After Wang Mang finished speaking, he suddenly flipped over and knelt on top of Xiao Ruoyu, then sealed her moist pink lips with a kiss, invading
and teasing her nimble, smooth tongue. His left hand had now completely encircled her soft, slender waist,
pulling her tightly against his abdominal muscles, while his left palm moved down to cup her buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze that caused the
smooth alluring curves to ripple.

His right hand then abruptly pulled up one of Xiao Ruoyu's round, long pink legs and placed it in the crook of his arm, his fingers caressing between her
soft, snowy buttocks and the smooth, supple back of her thigh.

With both hands working together, Xiao Ruoyu's slender waist and below, her firm, pert buttocks, were
completely lifted by Wang Mang, suspended in mid-air.

Wet pubic hair clung to Wang Mang's lower abdomen, and her delicate, sensitive clitoris was
rubbed red and swollen by the man's hard skin.

Using the weight of her petite body, Wang Mang kneaded and pressed Xiao Ruoyu's buttocks and legs inch by inch, sometimes lightly,
sometimes heavily. Leaving aside the fact that she was a martial artist, the curves of her snow-white buttocks were incredibly beautiful; the astonishing elasticity and smooth, firmness of her legs alone
would make anyone who touched them fall in love with them.

"How can there be such perfectly shaped legs in the world?"

Wang Mang exclaimed, his hands slowly moving upwards, from her delicate calves to her smooth knees, then slowly pushing deeper into
her thighs . After brushing over them once, he couldn't help but repeat the process, until the owner of those jade-like legs was teary-eyed, her vulva
flowing with moisture.

Xiao Ruoyu felt more and more clearly that under the constant grasping and kneading of those powerful hands, her smooth
waist, back, buttocks, and thighs were all being attacked simultaneously. The force of the caresses and the tenderness of the techniques showed that he
was obsessed with enjoying his proud curves.

Feeling increasingly comfortable and warm from Wang Mang's touch, she unconsciously began to sway in rhythm with his warm hand.

She didn't know how much time had passed; Xiao Ruoyu was almost asleep from the bliss. Wang Mang seemed to have finally had his fill of caressing her firm
thighs. He lowered her small buttocks, and his fingers slowly moved towards her soaking wet, forbidden area.

Finally no longer suspended in mid-air, although Xiao Ruoyu was dazed from the kisses, her willpower remained strong as she desperately tried
to counteract the effects of the drug. She could now move her limbs.

But the moment that large hand touched her clitoris, Xiao Ruoyu was horrified to discover that her vital energy had
suddenly ceased, and she could no longer
muster it. The uncontrolled energy surged to various acupoints, as if cheering, activating certain special meridians according to some kind of rhythm, causing her body surface to heat up and quickly bead with sweat.

"No…stop!"

Xiao Ruoyu cried out. At this moment, she seemed unable to do anything else but speak.

Wang Mang, unaware of the seriousness of the situation, assumed Xiao Ruoyu was simply ashamed of her arousal, hence her
burning body. His playful nature intensified, and he teased, "Ruoyu, you're so lewd! Just a touch
of her leg and you're already unable to stop?"

"You...you...ah...bastard...ah...um...bastard...ahhh..."

Seeing she couldn't explain herself, Xiao Ruoyu, stubborn as ever, continued to curse, which only fueled Wang Mang
's smugness as he probed her vulva, teasing her overflowing pink labia.

After being rendered speechless by two fingers, Xiao Ruoyu learned her lesson, clenching her teeth to suppress
the moans that threatened to escape her lips, daring not to curse again.

Her face flushed red, for she feared that if she opened her mouth, what would come out wouldn't be curses, but uncontrollable
moans of lust.

Now she was truly panicked. She hadn't expected the seed of Buddhist subservience planted by the First Monk to run so deep, even
altering her meridian configuration. During her seclusion, she had only cleared the influence of her will, but
the changes remained unchanged.

"Haha, are you already very eager?"

Wang Mang kissed Xiao Ruoyu's cheek, observing her expression and believing he understood her desire.

His free hand wrapped around Xiao Ruoyu's shapely, delicate breasts, his fingertips gently kneading them until
the two buds on her fair breasts swelled and protruded. With a twist, the two
adorable, rosy nipples became even harder and more swollen, and her soft breasts also grew larger.

The Qi had already circulated a full cycle on its own, and the Buddhist gate that should have shattered seemed to have opened a crack again,
wanting to teach the physical demonic shell how to react.

Intense pleasure surged through her body, and Xiao Ruoyu let out a soft moan, unable to escape. The heat
generated surged and ravaged her, eroding her willpower.

"Ugh...no...it's so hot...ah...ha...be gentle...it's so full...no more..."

Xiao Ruoyu's voice grew increasingly soft and seductive. Her cute, rounded breasts, stimulated by his large hands,
swelled to an unprecedented fullness.

As Wang Mang's fingers penetrated and kneaded her tender, wet vagina,
Xiao Ruoyu, , found her legs moving uncontrollably, slowly opening under the onslaught of his lustful desire. After a short while,
as Xiao Ruoyu let out her first moan of climax while fully conscious, her white dress, pushed up to her waist, silently slid down her side.
Her limp legs quietly bent and opened, ready to receive him.

Wang Mang, of course, showed no mercy. He stood up, grasped the base of his penis, and aimed it at Xiao Ruoyu's opening and closing, wanton vulva
.

After kneeling down, he placed his palm on Xiao Ruoyu's round, white buttocks, and with his two thumbs applying slight pressure,
pulled her full, thick labia apart. The tightly closed petals forced open, layer upon layer like the inner lining of a rose
, revealing her glistening, naked vulva before his eyes. The muddy path inside, filled with warm, fleshy buds
, was already incredibly wet from his fingers' manipulation, seemingly swallowing and sucking, with nectar seeping out like saliva.

"Saintess Xiao, look how comfortable your vulva is. Do you need my big cock to go in and relieve the itch?"

Wang Mang asked with a lewd grin, while simultaneously controlling the two wet, thick labia to envelop his bright red penis, making
it gleam with a lascivious light.

"Ah... Humph!"

Xiao Ruoyu's face flushed red. She hadn't expected Wang Mang to do something so shameful. She could only hum
and turn her head away.

"Not going to talk? You little slut, don't think I don't know your past. I'll make you beg me to fuck you."

Wang Mang sneered, adjusting their position, pushing Xiao Ruoyu's thighs down to her abdomen, her knees...
He flattened her breasts. A slightly taut vulva was thus lewdly exposed. He
placed the tip of his massive penis at the entrance of her dark opening. Her vulva was slightly parted, and strands of vaginal fluid were still seeping out. Upon contact with his penis,
it eagerly gripped the tip, wanting to draw it in deeper.

As the penis made contact, Xiao Ruoyu turned her head, glaring fiercely at Wang Mang on top of her, seemingly extremely
displeased this humiliating provocation.

Wang Mang couldn't decipher any further meaning; he only saw a resolute gaze, and a hazy, yearning
look .

"Haha, you're already this wet and you still have the heart to resist? As expected of the Holy Maiden of the Jie Sect, so pure, so pure."

Although Wang Mang praised Xiao Ruoyu, his actions below showed no mercy. His strong
waist and abdomen thrust heavily, his hard penis, which had been sucked in, brutally forced open the layers of tight petals,
penetrating without any tenderness, going straight in on the first thrust to the very end.

"Ah!"

Xiao Ruoyu's voice changed instantly upon being penetrated, and her pretty face, which had been as pure as a fairy when she was unconscious, suddenly
became covered with a layer of seductive color. Under the impact of the huge penis, her tightly clenched teeth could not withstand it for long and was forced open, and her
pointed little tongue was even sticking out in pleasure.

In this soft moan, in addition to the unwillingness and anger in her heart, there was also a faint feeling of satisfaction and pleasure.

After enjoying the feeling of being tightly sucked and swallowed by the jade walls inside her for a while, Wang Mang finally began the thrusting and pumping of the
man and woman, launching a round of long-awaited thrusting with lightning speed.

While he was fucking the woman beneath him, he didn't forget to grab her two slender, delicate
feet .

Xiao Ruoyu's jade feet, which could be grasped in one hand, were not only pleasing to the eye, but also plump and moist to the touch
. They were not only slender and charming, but the skin was also as soft and smooth as jade, pink and lovely.

A pair of beautiful legs, which were bent and swaying gently on her soft body, offered her even more exquisite and obedient toes.
We, who were thrusting into her, took them into our mouths and played with them.

The two little feet were wrapped in our mouths and were soon wet.

"Ah...no...oh...don't bite my toes...it hurts...ah...um...ah..."

Xiao Ruoyu protested, unable to bear it. Wang Mang released the lotus feet and focused on thrusting.

The empty, alluring passage was filled by the rough, fleshy rod. Under the impact, Xiao Ruoyu arched her body, raised
her slender waist, her jade legs flexing and spreading, her upper body involuntarily thrusting upwards. Wang Mang, waiting above, immediately opened his mouth wide and
sucked on one of her full breasts, as if Xiao Ruoyu had willingly offered herself up for him to taste
. Having been

violated while fully conscious since emerging from seclusion, Xiao Ruoyu felt a mix of emotions.

This time, the person who had repeatedly humiliated her wasn't an enemy, but a comrade-in-arms. How would she deal with him in the future? But these
thoughts didn't linger long before being shattered by the even stronger carnal assault that followed.

"Oh…this…this…ah ah…so intense…how could I do this…uh…no…hold back…"

Xiao Ruoyu bit her lip, crying, and involuntarily stretched out her jade arms to hug Wang Mang tightly.
A sudden, intense sensation surged through her clearly defined lower abdomen—the location of her uterus. A tingling, numb, sore,
soft, and itchy sensation washed over her simultaneously, shaking Xiao Ruoyu's soul and giving her an urge to
indulge in pleasure, to let the man on top of her ravage her.

She shook her head violently with the rhythm of the thrusting, the delicate sensations emanating from every part of her body crystal
clear . Wang Mang relentlessly thrust above her, his hands gripping her snow-white shoulders, each thrust
pressing down on her body, making his penis enter with heavy force.

"Ah…ah…I can't take it…I'm…coming…my pussy feels so good…"

Xiao Ruoyu babbled incoherently under Wang Mang's thrusts, the strong, red penis powerfully pounding against her
clitoris, her vaginal opening loosening under the grinding.

But then Wang Mang suddenly stopped thrusting, withdrawing his penis from Xiao Ruoyu's body.

Just as Xiao Ruoyu was unconsciously opening her mouth, bewildered and helpless, he flipped her limp
body over and whispered something in her ear, indicating that he would rape her from behind in a doggy-style position.

"You... shameless... filthy... bastard... sob sob..."

As a victim of sexual assault, being questioned like this, the humiliation made Xiao Ruoyu's tears flow freely.

"Hehe, after saying so much, you still have to cooperate with me, you're despicable!"

Xiao Ruoyu was powerless to resist, and was manipulated by Wang Mang into a prone position, her anus
facing . Just when she felt completely insecure, she felt the huge penis thrust into her from behind, entering her body again.

"Ah... bad man... good... um... deep..."

Another series of moans escaped her lips, this time the feeling of pleasure was even more intense.

Just now, when Xiao Ruoyu was about to reach orgasm, Wang Mang suddenly stopped, making her body extremely
sensitive . And the position of insertion from behind, due to the different angle, caused different friction against the flesh walls. Although
Wang Mang's still quite impressive penis could reach her clitoris in any position,
the sensation from behind was far more intense than in a normal position.

"Slap...slap...slap...slap..." The lewd sounds echoed within the tent.

Wang Mang gripped Xiao Ruoyu's tender buttocks, forcefully pinching her smooth, soft peaks to match
the constant thrusting of his abdomen against her firm, snowy buttocks.

Soon, Xiao Ruoyu's previously cooled desire
surged .

"Good...ah...so beautiful...um...I'm going to break...oh...so comfortable...how can it be so...oh...oh
..."

Xiao Ruoyu still felt incredibly shy, but subconsciously voiced her thoughts, her aroused
body involuntarily responding, swaying her snowy buttocks to make his penetration smoother.

"Ah, it's biting me again inside. To need drugs to fuck a little slut like you, what
a waste ."

Wang Mang panted heavily, straightening his body to lift one of Xiao Ruoyu's long, white legs.
Overwhelmed by actually cooperated, spreading her legs wide. Now, her kneeling position resembled a dog urinating,
her ravaged vulva completely exposed, the thick, wet penis moving in and out clearly visible.

"Ah...ah...no...I can't take it...woo...uh...ahhh...the dog's going to pee...woo
..."

Xiao Ruoyu cried out childishly, her plump little hole contracting tightly from the inside out, her entire lower body, along with
her round pink legs, trembled violently, thick vaginal fluid gushing out, reaching the peak of orgasm.

Wang Mang held her waist, thrusting hard against the gushing vaginal fluid a few times, making her climax with
unparalleled .

After the intoxicating and comfortable orgasm ended, Xiao Ruoyu realized that she was standing up and being held tightly by Wang Mang.
Her hands, which had been supporting her body, had slid to her chest, grasping her breasts, which had become much fuller since her virginity was broken, and were
vigorously kneading them.

"Was it good, Holy Maiden?" Wang Mang gently kissed Xiao Ruoyu's smooth bare back, his still hard penis
throbbing inside her uterus.

"Of course...and more..."

Xiao Ruoyu's eyes had melted, and with a shy, wanton moan, she seemed possessed
, turning over to embrace Wang Mang, offering herself passionately.

Wang Mang, receiving the order, stood up with particular pride, lifting Xiao Ruoyu's slender legs and placing them around his waist.
He proudly cupped her pink buttocks, pushing and pulling her petite body, thrusting rapidly again, fiercely penetrating her recently climaxed
honey pot.

His thrusts grew increasingly intense, carrying Xiao Ruoyu, clinging to him, back and forth within the tent, fucking her until she felt as if
she were floating on clouds, soaring higher and higher, reaching the heavens.

"Ah...mmm...so deep...so good...I love your big cock...oh...all the way in...ah..."

"So tight, I can't take it anymore!"

Wang Mang suddenly stopped during his rapid thrusts, his penis pressed tightly against Xiao Ruoyu's clitoris, no longer daring to move.

Still reeling from the final blow, Xiao Ruoyu felt an unparalleled pleasure coursing through her core, reaching
her very soul and unleashing her deepest desires.

Her yin essence gushed forth again, and in her dazed state, she suddenly felt a surge of heat crashing against her core,
splashing against her uterine walls. This heat, like adding fuel to the fire, caused her to release another wave of fluids.

In a daze, Xiao Ruoyu's uncontrollable lust overwhelmed her. She pounced on the exhausted Wang Mang, straddling him and
forcibly entwining herself with him.

Although Wang Mang was somewhat exhausted, as the instigator, he couldn't be the first to concede. He
unleashed , seizing the initiative, flipping over, pressing down on Xiao Ruoyu's thighs, pushing her onto her flat stomach,
and then lifting and swaying her legs, thrusting into her again like a pile driver.

Just as this endless, erotic scene unfolded, Lü Hua, having learned of the fall of the inn, began his siege.

The screams were deafening. This once incredibly proud army, now decimated by more than half its strength during the expedition to western Sichuan, was filled
with unimaginable resentment and anger upon learning that even the only passage back to the capital, Zhanzhong City, had been captured.

Most importantly, because no one had expected this northern expeditionary force, personally led by Grand Marshal Lü Hua,
to retreat so quickly, there were no regular troops left to garrison Zhanzhong. The only
force that could be considered organized and combat-ready was Wang Shu's three thousand mining soldiers!

Moreover, no general was stationed in Dayi for this battle; only Wang Shu, completely ignorant of military affairs,
could barely be considered as the garrison commander.

The disparity in troop strength and morale was immense. The only saving grace was that Lü Hua, unaware of the exact
number of defenders within the city, withdrew to regroup just before breaching the city gates, seemingly intending to take the city in one
decisive .

The strategic pass, blocking the north-south official road, was a crucial point of attack and retreat in the restoration plan. At this moment,
the retreat route of the 40,000-strong army rushing to attack Shangyang was in Wang Shu's hands.

"Alas, I fear future history books will record that the gains and losses at the strategic pass were both due to Wang Shu."

Although he had gained some breathing room, Wang Shu racked his brains but could find no solution. Time ticked by, and the commotion
outside was like a dagger hanging over his neck, decreasing with each passing moment. Without a countermeasure, he would sooner or later
perish.

Just as Wang Shu was extremely anxious, a man in purple robes descended gracefully from the roof.

"General Wang, do not worry, Master Zhuge has already left a secret plan."

"Master Zhuge... Zhuge Zheng?"

Wang Shu was overjoyed. He had already heard from Yi Youquan that this man was skilled in planning, investigating everything thoroughly and
preparing meticulously. The plan to deceive the pass was only possible because he intercepted news of the death of the general of the Li army.

The situation was urgent, and Wang Shu had no time to investigate further. He took the brocade pouch from the purple-clad man and opened it.

Only sixteen characters were written inside: "No hope of repelling the enemy, abandon the inn long ago, move through the secret passage, leaving only an empty city."

...

The wind and shadows intertwined, the air currents in the high sky like ink-stained silk threads pulling at the shy clouds. The

clouds thickened and thinned, dispersed and gathered again, barely obscuring the hazy moon, shrouding the earth in darkness. 　　Beneath the clouds and moon, a flickering fire shone brightly in the vast darkness, accompanied by the enthusiastic shouts of men. 　　In this lively post station before the pass, the barbarian men built a bonfire, enjoying wine and meat with the natives dressed in red armor, the leaping embers baking the dark sky. 　　Zhuge Zheng had just finished dealing with two soldiers offering toasts when he was greeted by a slightly drunken general. 　　The officer seemed to recognize the red armor of a centurion on Zhuge Zheng's uniform, his eyes filled with respect. He decisively struck Zhuge Zheng's large bowl with his iron cup. 　　"A toast to you! I truly envy your Red Brigade, to be able to fight alongside General Mosur against the remnants of the Great Yi. What an honor!" 　　Zhuge Zheng glanced at the officer, raised his own cup, and drank the strong liquor . 　　At this moment, the forest was filled with light. The barbarian soldiers had already mingled with the five thousand fake Red Brigade soldiers. He frowned, still pondering where he had missed something, why he had searched the place thoroughly but still couldn't find Yan Xueyi and Yelü Yang. 　　Gradually, he shut out the noise around him, and Zhuge Zheng, lost in thought, suddenly realized with horror that he actually slightly anxious about Yan Xueyi's disappearance. 　　"The last place I saw her was that house, and outside there was a small pond, a small pond!" 　　Thinking of that pond, his expression suddenly sharpened, as if he finally realized that he had overlooked something. 　　The unease that arose in his heart due to the knowledge he had gained vanished, and his composure, which had been in complete control, returned.

His body was shrouded in shadows, making it difficult to change back into black for verification.

At that moment, a leaden cloud blanketed the area, obscuring the sparse moonlight.

Zhuge Zheng looked up, momentarily lost in thought. The deep sky was so oppressive and suffocating;
even amidst the light, most of what he saw was thick darkness.

The moon seemed to be turning behind the darkness, much like Tao Yunshan's eyes.

"Judging by the time, the inn should be lost soon."

...

The woods were bustling, but the other side of the inn was utterly silent.

In the depths of the pond outside Wanyan An's house, the sound of oars stirring the clear water was faint.

Behind the gently rippling pond lay a winding gorge; without personally navigating
the pond, many would be misled by the overlapping mountains.

Just then, a nimble boat rounded the pond's edge, carrying three figures.

After the small boat rounded the bend in the mountain, a wide-open space revealed a
bamboo pavilion built on the water.

As the boat approached, a lithe figure leaped onto the secluded platform.

He turned around gracefully, his neat braids held back by a headband and
tied with a brocade ribbon. This attire naturally blended wildness with the elegance of the Central Plains, while his chiseled face,
though inheriting the imposing features of the barbarians, carried a clear and bright smile.

Yelü Yang, clad in a brocade robe, seemed to have acquired the refinement of the Central Plains. He politely took Yan Xueyi's hand,
intending to pull her into his embrace.

Yan Xueyi's steps were already unsteady, and with Yelü Yang's pull, she naturally couldn't help but lean into his
arms.

A soft body leaned forward under the force, her delicate skin rubbing against the armor.
The moment Yan Xueyi bumped into that firm chest, her burning body trembled uncontrollably, almost making her moan.

"Hmm,"

Yelü Yang heard this soft groan, his brows furrowing with a hint of doubt.

The real reason for this loss of composure was only known to Yan
Xueyi .

Her current alluring posture was due to Wanyan An's earlier tongue service. Although
she had reached several intense orgasms under the licking, her long-starved body had been released on the verge of a passionate outburst.
That release was merely a superficial itch, not only failing to address the root cause but also acting as a catalyst, stirring up
an even greater torrent of lust.

However, after that tongue comfort, her restless body had temporarily calmed down, and
by focusing on regulating her breathing using the Jie Sect's mental techniques, she was able to maintain her composure.

Even a moment before, she had arrogantly questioned Yelü Yang's identity.

At that time, she encountered Yelü Yang, who had approached her enthusiastically, and immediately mistook her for Tie Qin'er.

Her astute mind quickly deduced from a few words that this man with the compound surname Yelü and such a
distinguished must be a prince of some noble family in the Great Li Dynasty.

She also sensed from his words that Yelü Yang seemed to have been corresponding with Tie Qin'er, which made her hesitant and
determined to proceed cautiously.

But by now, her body,
already A surge of desire had overwhelmed her, making it impossible for her to concentrate.

She knew she couldn't hold on any longer; an unbearable tingling sensation spread through her very bones, and she longed to
return to Zhuge Zheng's side immediately, to let her beloved husband thoroughly enjoy her.

But the current situation was inescapable; she couldn't avoid it, and dealing with it required her utmost focus.

The empty, itchy honeypot, long accustomed to the passionate cultivation of a penis upon arousal, had now begun to writhe on its own
after being idle , producing a generous amount of lustful fluid.

Yelü Yang held Yan Xueyi's small hand tightly, pressing his arm against her slender waist, which was almost boneless from beneath his armor, and slowly
smiled, "General Mosur, we've discussed the war for so long. Now that the scenery is so beautiful, can you fulfill
the promise you made to me in the letter?"

The light question reached her ears, and Yan Xueyi dared not act rashly, maintaining this ambiguous position with him,
her heart pounding as she began to carefully analyze the situation.

Based on her current understanding of Tie Qin'er, this fierce female general was not only as bold and decisive in leading her army, but she also
had adopted the habit of men's promiscuity. Perhaps the barbarians believed that the strong should be like this, but from the perspective of the Central Plains,
she could be described as naturally wanton.

Such a heroine would surely attract the attention of every powerful man, so
it was not surprising that Yelü Yang, as the crown prince, had an affair with her.

Judging from Yelü Yang's behavior, he hadn't met Tie Qin'er, which matched the intelligence. Therefore
, the only possibility for the agreement mentioned in the letter was some kind of ambiguous promise between the two in their correspondence.

And given the current situation, this promise was probably quite clear.

"If I'm exposed now, all my previous efforts will be in vain. If I continue to play the part, I might
lose my virginity to him again. Why is Heaven playing such a cruel trick on me?"

Yan Xueyi suddenly felt a pang of sorrow. She had naively thought her ordeal would end with Zhuge Zheng
, but now it seemed to be a dead end where she had to sacrifice herself.

"Of course, I remember."

She didn't dare to think for a moment longer; even if she couldn't say it, she had to agree first.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yelü Yang's eyes, then turned into a knowing smile, and he pulled Yan Xueyi
even tighter.

"Very well, I was worried that the General, with his fiery temper, might renege on our agreement. Since you're so
trustworthy , I'm really eager to see how you'll serve me in the way a woman from the Central Plains would."

Hearing Yelü Yang's words, Yan Xueyi trembled, filled with doubt and uncertainty, wondering if she had already
been exposed .

Barbarian women were notoriously wild and passionate. Even if Tie Qin'er was wanton, would she really make such an agreement?

Had she grown tired of playing with men and wanted to experience lovemaking in a different way, choosing the gentle and passive style of
the Central Plains to try and experience the humiliating pleasure of losing control?

Yan Xueyi used every reason to convince herself that restoring her kingdom was paramount, and as long as there was
hope , she had to keep acting.

"I...I've been looking forward to it too."

Released by Yelü Yang, Yan Xueyi straightened her slender waist, striking a defiant pose, trying her best to display her iron-blooded spirit.

Yelü Yang smoothed his beard, which had
become

a thin braid, without pointing out that Yan Xueyi was already exhausted from her act. Instead, he reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder armor: "Very well, General, please." A slight pressure came from her shoulder, and Yan Xueyi's knees buckled. She gritted her teeth and knelt down. Even encased in iron armor,
her body still appeared petite and frail.

Since she was to serve, the Central Plains custom naturally required oral service first, to clean the male's genitals.

But when she pulled that hot, magnificent penis from Yelü Yang's crotch, she immediately couldn't continue.
Even in her confused state, she still thought of Zhuge Zheng, whom he called her husband. A lingering sense of betrayal
welled up within her, extremely piercing, something she had never experienced in her previous humiliations.

"What, General, are you not used to it? In your letter, you swore you would lower yourself and enjoy
a night of . General, you are decisive in your actions, but you dare to say it but not do it. This is really unlike you."

Yelü Yang, with his back to the moonlight, his wicked smile hidden in the shadows, pinched Yan Xueyi's chin, admiring her
exquisite face, so different from that of the barbarian women. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of narrow phoenix
eyes with long, curved eyelashes that held bright, pure, starlike eyes that echoed the light of the sky.

At the center of her jade-like cheeks, her high, straight nose was firm and smooth as jade, and below it, her lips were a deep red, as if about
to open and close, as if holding a pearl.

This was a peerless beauty that could only be nurtured by the spiritual essence of the entire world, a breathtaking radiance that the wheat-colored skin could not conceal
. How could she have been born on the barren red soil of the north?

Therefore, this was a woman from the Central Plains, a woman from the Central Plains who embodied the beauty and spirit of heaven and earth.

Aside from the princess of the Great Yi Kingdom, Yelü Yang couldn't find another woman as beautiful and intelligent as her.

"Such a woman is truly sought after by the entire world, and now she's kneeling at my feet, about
to grovel!"

Yelü Yang thought to himself with secret delight. He had never had any dealings with Tie Qin'er, let alone corresponded with her; how could
such an agreement exist?

But the oblivious Yan Xueyi, lost in her confusion, failed to see the flaw in Yelü Yang's words. She was only startled
by the phrase "This isn't like you." To avoid suspicion, she quickly lowered her head, her sexy red lips almost touching
Yelü Yang's dark penis.

This beast, which had defiled countless women of the Central Plains, exhaled hot breath, and Yelü Yang suddenly felt
a power perhaps only an emperor ascending the Dragon Throne possessed.

He admired Yan Xueyi's conflicted expression, ignoring the struggle flickering in her eyes, and forcefully brought his penis
closer .

What did the beauty of heaven and earth matter? He would take it with the most defiled thing a man could possess!

The thick, fleshy rod, like a burning cord,
ignited Yan Xueyi's body, already pushed to the brink by repeated acts of lust, even from inches away. A stream of fluid flowed between her legs, her eyes completely
captivated by the rod.

The barbarian scent was even stronger, the intense masculine aroma assaulting her nostrils.

"This smell…so strong…"

A current surged through Yan Xueyi's mind, exploding within, sending a wave of tingling pleasure through her entire body. A

warm current also flowed from her smooth lower abdomen; the unique tenderness of a woman had already taken
over this jade-like body destined to succumb.

Itching and emptiness began to rampage within Yan Xueyi's vagina, urging the walls of her vagina to urgently scrape and grind. She looked at
the rod, almost as large as Zhuge Zheng's, the pleasure of being filled by a phallus filling her mind.

"General, you've had countless men; how does mine compare?" Yelü Yang asked arrogantly, his thick member erect.

At the peak of her desire, Yan Xueyi unconsciously licked her lips. Her smooth, soft abdomen inside her armor rose and fell with
the involuntary movements of her vagina, and her groin was already overflowing with fluid, seeping into the iron armor.

Yet, amidst such a lewd scene and with such a stranger, Yan Xueyi's heart was torn with a lingering

, painful ache. She ached for her own compromise, for her fate, and even more so for the fact that she so desperately craved
this thick thing to enter her body.

"How could this be... I... I want it so badly... It shouldn't be like this..."

Yan Xueyi was lost in thought. Yelü Yang, not receiving an answer, thrust forward again, calling out, "General?"

"Hmm," Yan Xueyi pulled back, then tilted her head back, forcing a smile, "The Crown Prince's thing is of the highest quality."

"How does it compare to the Red Army's penis that the General usually uses?" Yelü Yang pressed.

"Naturally, it is extremely magnificent, the first time this General has ever seen one."

Knowing the male's desire for victory, Yan Xueyi simply exaggerated to the extreme, calling it the largest.

Yelü Yang was indeed satisfied, but seeing Yan Xueyi's hesitation and indecisiveness, the womanizing
man couldn't suppress his eagerness to taste her and pressed her,

"Since the general likes it, what are you hesitating for?"

Yan Xueyi tried to control herself, but this urging disturbed her. In her confusion and panic, she involuntarily sucked on the
scarlet glans.

Yelü Yang closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and let out a half-breath. The person who kissed his monstrous penis with her crimson lips was, after all,
the former imperial princess who had escaped. This sense of pride was not something an ordinary woman could bestow.

As soon as the penis entered her mouth, Yan Xueyi immediately tasted the viscous fluid secreted from the urethral opening. It tasted slightly salty, but
it was concentrated with male hormones, like a poison that killed the mind, rushing straight to her already confused head.

"Mosur," Yelü Yang called out, and when Yan Xueyi didn't respond, he emphasized, "General Tie!"

Yan Xueyi immediately snapped back to reality, her delicate body trembling. Her bright but dull eyes
looked up in a slightly flustered manner, gazing at the face she couldn't see clearly.

"Didn't the general say in his letter that he had been learning the art of persuasion from a woman from the Central Plains for a long time and had already achieved results? Why haven't you done anything? It's quite
puzzling."

After being questioned, Yan Xueyi's mind became even more chaotic. She spat out the glans, which was as large as an egg, swallowed, and forced a
calm smile, saying, "Why is Your Highness in such a hurry? Although I have studied, I rarely test it on others, so I'm not
used to it . I was just a little impressed when I first saw Your Highness's weapon."

"Oh? Reserved and hesitant, that's not like your style, General." Yelü Yang retorted sharply,
pressing her aggressively .

But Yan Xueyi didn't pause for a moment. Though her eyes were lifeless, her jade-like face remained bright and proud: "Isn't this a
promise the Crown Prince to emulate the elegance of women from the Central Plains? Do I, General, look any better?"

"Haha, not shy enough."

Yelü Yang narrowed his eyes, then suddenly grabbed Yan Xueyi's smooth face, pressing his thumb against the corner of her
lower lip .

Yan Xueyi glanced down, then responded as if given a hint, her eyes sparkling with desire, and opened her mouth to take Yelü
Yang's thumb in.

Inside her soft lips, her jade tongue teased, sucking on his thumb with extreme eroticism.

Yelü Yang laughed even more triumphantly, hooking his thumb and playing with the delicate tongue and neat pearly teeth inside.

Seeing that Yan Xueyi was truly going all out, he was happy to enjoy it for once. He imagined how she would regret and collapse when she found out that he
had exposed his identity from the beginning, being deceived into offering herself willingly—that would be truly spectacular.

"General, you're always direct. This tenderness can wait. How about we have a fight first?" Yelü Yang
withdrew his finger, appearing very considerate.

Yan Xueyi's lips twitched. Though unwilling, she had no choice but to agree: "This general is indeed
unaccustomed such flirtatious behavior. I'm already eager to experience the Crown Prince's prowess."

"Then I'll let you try this supreme male weapon, far surpassing your usual playthings."

Yelü Yang rolled up his sleeves, his hands wrapping around Yan Xueyi's waist and hips, accurately finding the hidden clasps and
ropes of the barbarian armor.

Yan Xueyi was forced to the side, her seemingly boneless waist arched forward, her delicate hands resting on Yelü Yang's shoulders.
Her affected competence was completely distorted. When her armor was removed, she no longer lived up to her heroic general
's demeanor, instead displaying a natural allure that was immediately apparent.

The only remaining pair of briefs clung tightly to her round, pert buttocks, the two high, alluring cheeks
displaying their beautiful curves and perfectly defined shape.

Yelü Yang couldn't resist slipping his hand inside the small, sexy briefs, modified for combat, and placing it on her round,
delicate, firm buttocks. The smooth, silky texture of her skin made his hand
linger on the alluring cleft.

Yan Xueyi's brows furrowed slightly, and she bit her cherry lips, feeling a finger groping between her cheeks, a feeling of utter shame.

Then, her waist armor was removed, revealing her slender, fair waist,
even more .

Yelü Yang whispered a few words in her ear, and then Yan Xueyi raised her arms to embrace his neck,
bending her soft waist forward and, following the guidance of his ravaging hands, lifting one leg
to let the man caress her rounded thigh, even slowly removing her boots and stockings.

The iron-plated barbarian boots clattered to the ground, silky white socks dangling from her toes.

A moment later, beneath Yan Xueyi's fair thighs, a slender, shapely, pink calf was revealed. Further down, her delicate,
jade-like foot was graceful and exquisite, with well-proportioned bone and flesh, and a tender sole. Even with its intentionally tanned tan,
its original fair and captivating beauty remained undeniable.

Barbarians did not practice kissing women during intercourse, and Yelü Yang, having come to the Central Plains, had no such custom.

He did not bite Yan Xueyi's crystal-clear, rose-colored lips, but instead, as Yan Xueyi shifted her position with her other
leg , he swept that long leg up to her waist and rubbed it against her, then bit her neck.

Touched and bitten so intimately and forcefully by the man, Yan Xueyi turned her head and let out a soft moan, a
blush creeping onto her ears. As Yelü Yang's other hand tore open her underpants, she was left completely naked

except for the breastplate covering her upper body . 　　One of her long, slender legs, completely naked, stood straight, while the other was hooked around Yelü Yang's waist, allowing him to grasp, squeeze, and caress it. Her extremely wet vulva was thus exposed to his thick penis. 　　The two turned around, Yan Xueyi facing away from the pavilion, her waist bent, her buttocks pert and firm, a captivating sight that stunned the guard Ao Yin, still on the boat. 　　In an instant, moonlight shone down, and Yan Xueyi's exposed, delicate, snow-white skin shimmered, truly like silk, her buttocks like jade. 　　But Yelü Yang was ultimately only outwardly refined; his actions were still those of a northern barbarian. After leaving teeth marks on Yan Xueyi's neck immediately turned her around and thrust his penis against her wet vulva from behind. His 　　thick, long penis swept across Yan Xueyi's delicate lips like a dragon passing through, or a whirlwind, stimulating her so much that she involuntarily closed her legs. 　　The scalding hot penis was sandwiched between her tender thighs and labia, with a section protruding from her front. 　　"Ugh...ah...so big...ah..." 　　Yan Xueyi felt a sudden, inexplicable fear, not of the enormous thing itself, but of the intoxication it brought. 　　In her mind, her body could be defiled, but her heart could never accept any man other than Zhuge Zheng. 　　No matter how Yan Xueyi twisted her slender waist, instinctively trying to escape the threat of the penis, her powerless body couldn't make any large movements. Instead, it seemed as if she was thirstily using her tight, smooth, plump thighs to tease the penis . 　　"Hmm, why is the general so wet?" 　　Yelü Yang swayed his waist, gently pulling the muddy penis that was wrapped in soft flesh, playfully kneading the outer side of Yan Xueyi's fleshy thighs. 　　"I, this general, am naturally prepared for the prince. Does the prince only play with my thighs for pleasure ?" 　　Although her mind was in turmoil as her body was being played with, Yan Xueyi still didn't forget to act. "Hmm, it seems the General didn't have enough fun with Commander Wanyan earlier. You must be really craving 　　my cock now ." 　　Yelü Yang's arm wrapped around Yan Xueyi's slender abdomen, his hand reaching to her genitals, grasping half of his penis , and pulling it upwards. His bulging veins parted Yan Xueyi's labia, digging in like a rough rope. 　　"Ah...uh...Your Highness..." 　　Yan Xueyi's clitoris was exposed, and the friction made her unsteady on her feet. She clung to Yelü Yang's arm. 　　Yelü Yang pulled harder and harder, seemingly intending to lift Yan Xueyi's entire graceful body with his penis, until he discovered her genitals were surprisingly smooth and tender. Only then did he stop and ask, 　　"Oh? The General's pussy has no hair at all. Is she a born slut?"

"No... um... it's... it's because of the young master... I shaved it off... um..." Yan Xueyi knew that men always
found pleasure in humiliating a hairless vulva, and she also felt that her hairless vulva was indeed somewhat lewd and shameful, so she denied it in a low voice.

"Haha, General really understands me. I like extremely lewd vulvas," Yelü Yang pressed against her
back and laughed, "Why does General still look so reserved? Didn't you say you wanted to imitate women from the Central Plains?
At a time like this, what should a charming girl say?"

"Um," Yan Xueyi took a deep breath, her body surging with desire, making her forget her shame: "Come in,
please insert your penis into this general's vulva, Your Highness."

"Eh, General, have you forgotten that you are a little white tiger now?"

Yan Xueyi closed her eyes, her face flushed: "Yes... then... please insert your penis into my hairless vulva..."

"Haha, General, you acted very well!"

Yelü Yang grabbed Yan Xueyi's slender waist and the slightly protruding pubic bone, and finally thrust his hips in.

Yan Xueyi's mind went completely blank. After so much torment and teasing, her jade orifice
finally welcomed the hard, erect, and incredibly large object.

Her delicate body tensed up instantly, then went completely limp. For a brief moment,
her soul seemed to float away, empty and disoriented. The extremely thick penis
penetrated so fiercely and rapidly that she almost ejaculated uncontrollably.

Yan Xueyi gripped the bamboo railing with one arm, her other hand covering her mouth.

Yelü Yang's penis continued to penetrate deeply, pressing his lower abdomen against Yan Xueyi's full, high, peach-shaped buttocks, all the while making up
stories to continue tormenting the fallen princess.

"Mosur, I only inserted it once, and you're already so entangled inside. Is my cock that
pleasurable ?"

"Yes, it's just that I haven't had sex in a long time, and I'm releasing a lot today."

Listening to Yan Xueyi's clumsy explanation, Yelü Yang kneaded her soft, fleshy buttocks, pulling her plump,
round buttocks and slender waist in circles and swaying them. He then said, "Then move yourself.
Shouldn't the general be eager to devour me, since he's so thirsty?"

His penis ground in circles deep inside, the exceptionally curved glans scraping the tender, sensitive
flesh of her flower path.

Yan Xueyi's legs went numb, and her waist and hips went weak, but now she had no choice but to clench her teeth,
brace herself on the bamboo railing with both hands, and began to thrust her waist back and forth, using her constantly sucking flesh to swallow and release his large penis.

"Mmm...hum...mmm...uh..."

Her slender waist twisted skillfully, her full, round buttocks gently rubbing against Yelü Yang's body.
Although Yan Xueyi's body was light, her swaying buttocks created a sense of weight, squeezing the man's body behind her,
making the flesh feel soft and elastic on Yelü Yang's thighs.

"Too slow. I know the general has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time and hasn't been satisfied with a man's touch. It's pitiful that you're like
this . Before I savor you, I'll do you a favor and give you some pleasure first." Yelü Yang shook his head, turning
sideways and forcefully pressing Yan Xueyi against the pavilion pillar.

"No, no, I'll do it myself!"

Yan Xueyi cried out in alarm, trying to stop him. She hadn't tasted nectar in a long time, and today she had been excited, her vagina was frighteningly sensitive
. She could barely bear the slow caresses herself, and if she were to be attacked violently, she would probably be even more unable to bear it.

But Yelü Yang ignored her protests. He said he was giving Yan Xueyi pleasure, but in reality, it was just that he
couldn't resist his desire to conquer her first.

He had never experienced such a layered, powerfully suctioning yet soft and gentle, lingering honeyed orifice before.

Yan Xueyi's firm, full breasts were pressed flat against the pavilion pillar, and Yelü Yang grabbed her
deformed and pressed down on her smooth, snowy shoulders with the other, thrusting wildly and recklessly.

"Ah... um... ah... um ha... ah..."

The savage frequency of the thrusts made Yan Xueyi tremble all over, her flesh dripping wet, her slender fingers tightly clenched. She couldn't help but tilt
her head back , trying to stretch her delicate body a little.

The powerful penis brought out a lot of fluid, while violently impacting the tender flower core inside her vagina, and in just a few thrusts she lost her voice and fell into a daze. In the short time
it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yan Xueyi's delicate body swayed, her
vaginal fluids gushing out, reaching climax three times, her eyes already glazed over in her frantic screams.

After this round of frenzied thrusting, Yelü Yang playfully withdrew, leaving her slumped down, helpless.

Between her clearly defined hips, a slightly parted, rosy vulva glistened with lustful fluid,
the writhing of the inner walls still visible, and the marks of his thick, hard penis still ravaged her. Yan Xueyi
lay limply on the floor, her hair disheveled, her exquisite body rising and falling with her breath, slowly calming the spasms within her.

Although this displayed her stunningly alluring curves, the scene was far from seductive
; instead, it only highlighted her vulnerability and pitifulness, a more humiliating sight.

Yelü Yang's penis remained unyielding and menacing, glistening with lustful fluid, pointing arrogantly at the helpless
beauty before him.

Of course, he couldn't just let this beautiful flesh go. Having the good fortune to fully enjoy the
Dayi Princess, whom he had rescued with great difficulty and who had delivered herself to his doorstep, how could he not use his own weapon to ravage her until she cried for her father
?

The night was still long, and for Yan Xueyi, who had stepped into the trap, the torment and humiliation had only just begun.

...

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, the city was already engulfed in smoke and fire.

Lü Hua ordered a full-scale attack on the city, and under the swift offensive, the mining army had abandoned the defense of the city walls.

After Wang Shu sent the last few dozen civilians from the mine into the city wall, he withdrew over a thousand
soldiers with wives and children as promised, but he himself remained in the city wall.

"Brother Wang, if you don't leave, I won't leave either!"

Xu Hu stood in the city wall, shouting hoarsely for Wang Shu, and ran out.

"Stop!" Wang Shu, unusually angry, roared, "Xu Hu, I'm the princess's man, I can't
just run away like this! But you're different, you're my man! I want you to live, I want you to
guard ! Can you fucking do that?!"

"But Brother Wang..."

"I'm asking you, can you do it?!"

Wang Shu's already disheveled appearance, coupled with his current madness, terrified Xu Hu. He stood rooted to the spot, taking a sharp step...
He saluted, "I can do it!"

"Good! I'm going in right now!" After roaring at Xu Hu, Wang Shu called over the other unattached
mining soldiers who had volunteered to stay behind to cover the retreat, and ordered them, "Brothers, there are tens of thousands of innocent civilians over there.
Destroy all traces of the quarry's secret passage. We absolutely cannot let Li Gou discover this place."

"Yes, sir!"

"The rest of you, follow me into the alleys and ambush. Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus!"

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