The Romantic Journey Through Time: Huanzhu Gege - 16-18

Chapter 79 Shocking Change (Part 1)

"What? Poisoning? Poisoning the Emperor?" Ertai frowned, looking at Lin Hai in confusion.

"Yes, it was poisoning Qianlong, and the poison used was a bone-dissolving and intestinal-severing ointment, extremely potent. Even a small amount added can cause the victim's bones to rupture and die." Lin Hai's expression was grave, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, clearly showing his lingering fear of this poison. He paused slightly, then continued, "Everything has its counter, and this strange poison also has its natural nemesis."

"Nemesis? What is it?" Ertai asked curiously.

“It’s pearls, pearls from the South China Sea,” Lin Hai smiled. “Take a small amount of bone-dissolving and intestinal-severing ointment and a small amount of pearls, grind them into powder, add a small amount of water, and simmer over a low flame for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. It will then become another kind of poison.”

Ertai listened intently, and seeing that Lin Hai had stopped talking, he hurriedly asked, “What kind of poison?”

“Hehe, it’s quite interesting, it’s called Beauty Succulent.” A complex smile appeared on Lin Hai’s face.

Ertai had never heard of this poison before and asked with increasing curiosity, “What is Beauty Succulent? I’ve never heard of it before.”

“Hehe, Second Master Fu, you are the high and mighty Second Young Master of the Fu family, and most of the people you come into contact with are upright gentlemen. Naturally, you have never heard of such a low-class poison.”

“A low-class poison?”

“Yes, Beauty Succulent. As the name suggests, it’s a poison that makes a man’s body weak and pliable, even when facing a stunningly beautiful woman. Hahaha.” Lin Hai’s eyes were full of mockery.

Hearing his explanation, Ertai couldn't help but chuckle. However, as a subject of Emperor Qianlong, he couldn't show any disrespect in front of outsiders. At the same time, he was very curious about how Lian Gui had managed to poison the emperor.

After all, there was an unwritten rule in the royal court: the emperor ate dozens of dishes at each meal, and only took one bite of each dish. Even if he liked it very much, he would never take a second bite, precisely to prevent others from knowing his preferences and poisoning his favorite dishes.

Furthermore, before each meal, the emperor would have the chief eunuch taste the first bite. If there were no adverse reactions after half an hour, the emperor would then eat.

Any poison would have side effects, and the effects would typically take place within half an hour. Even if the chief eunuch happened to experience diarrhea after tasting the food, the entire dish would be discarded and remade. How could the chief eunuch have tasted it without any reaction?

Of course, one could argue that a eunuch is a eunuch, and what reaction could he possibly have after eating "beauty cake" (a type of poison)? But shouldn't normal side effects like diarrhea from poison also occur? Could it be that the Fourteenth Prince even bribed the Grand Eunuch serving the Emperor?

Probably not. Emperor Qianlong was exceptionally shrewd and extremely suspicious, always highly wary of the eunuchs around him. Furthermore, the Grand Eunuch rarely left the Emperor's side, so bribing him without his knowledge would be incredibly difficult.

Then... how did Lian Gui manage it? Ertai was filled with questions. However, he had a typical ostrich mentality; he wouldn't waste his brainpower on things he couldn't understand.

"Beauty's Intoxication? The Emperor?" Ertai secretly chuckled to himself. "No wonder the Emperor hasn't visited the harem lately; so that's the reason. But now that he's gone, I can finally rest easy."

Thinking this, Ertai suddenly felt a surge of admiration and curiosity towards the Fourteenth Prince, muttering to himself, "This Fourteenth Prince is truly a ruthless character!"

This wasn't unfounded. In ancient China, there was a saying, "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no descendants." And in the ruling royal family, the continuation of the family line was of paramount importance. According to Qing Dynasty royal rules, princes without sons after reaching adulthood were not even eligible to participate in the struggle for the throne. And if the emperor had no heir and suddenly passed away, in order to maintain the rule of the royal family, a suitable successor had to be chosen from among his uncles, nephews, and other princes, as was the case with the last emperor, Puyi!

This is precisely the ruthlessness of the Fourteenth Prince. Emperor Qianlong currently has only three surviving sons. If he could use the "Beauty Succulent" to kill Qianlong, preventing him from continuing the family line, he could then use Consort Zhen, a pawn planted in the harem, to find a way to kill Qianlong's three sons.

In this way, not only would Emperor Qianlong be plunged into a crisis of having no heir, but the power of the Red Lotus Sect would also be brought into play. They used a bewitching pill to manipulate the Empress Dowager, thereby forcing the renowned Emperor Qianlong, known for his benevolence and filial piety, to abdicate. Since Emperor Qianlong had no heir, he naturally had to choose a suitable successor from among his uncles and nephews. Among the princes of Qianlong's uncle and nephew generation, the Fourteenth Prince, Yinzhen, was the most competitive.

However, it is well known that Emperor Qianlong was fond of power and valued imperial authority highly. Even though he was known for his benevolence and filial piety, he might not necessarily be forced to agree to the Red Lotus Sect's threat to abdicate for the sake of the Empress Dowager. But this does not affect the Fourteenth Prince's overall plan. He can take advantage of Qianlong's lack of an heir to launch an attack on him, inciting some vain people and promising them high-ranking positions and wealth to make them rebel with him! The

Red Lotus Sect is the vanguard of the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty, but unfortunately, it is relatively weak and can only resort to underhanded tricks such as assassination and poisoning. But as long as the Fourteenth Prince is willing to cooperate with them and agree to divide the world equally after the success, the Red Lotus Sect will naturally be happy to help the Fourteenth Prince. They can secretly send assassins to infiltrate the palace and cooperate with Consort Zhen to assassinate Qianlong's three sons, thus putting Qianlong in the embarrassing situation of having no heir.

However, whether the Fourteenth Prince would actually divide his ancestral empire with the Red Lotus Sect after the deed was done was uncertain. Therefore, the Red Lotus Sect sent Lin Hai to infiltrate the Empress Dowager's inner circle. On one hand, he wanted to use a mind-controlling pill to manipulate the Empress Dowager and complete a crucial part of the agreement. On the other hand, he also wanted to secretly monitor Consort Zhen's every move. If she did anything detrimental to the cooperation, regardless of whether it benefited the Fourteenth Prince, Lin Hai would immediately subdue her to restrain him.

Thus, it's clear that the Red Lotus Sect and the Fourteenth Prince had a relationship of mutual exploitation and mutual suspicion; their cooperation was not without flaws!

Gradually, Ertai's sharp eyes brightened. He had already made a plan. Since fate had bestowed this grand conspiracy upon him, he must make good use of this opportunity to reap the benefits he deserved!

"Hehe, interesting, truly interesting." A playful smile appeared on Ertai's lips as he shook his head and left the secret chamber.

Not long after he left, Gao Yuan and Gao Da entered. The former pulled a black swan-neck bottle from his pocket and said expressionlessly to Lin Hai, "Go on your way. Your family, Master Fu will take care of them. Go with peace of mind."

"Hahaha." Lin Hai laughed loudly, then took the swan-neck bottle from Gao Yuan, resolutely uncorked it, and drank the poison inside in one gulp.

Instantly, a pool of thick blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. A short while later, he collapsed to the ground, dead.

Looking at Lin Hai lying on the ground, Gao Yuan and Gao Da exchanged a glance, lifted Lin Hai's body, placed it in a large black cloth bag, and then, under the cover of night, threw the bag containing Lin Hai into a carriage that had been prepared beforehand.

Then, the two jumped into the carriage and sped away.

"Brother, I really don't understand why the Second Young Master helped him like this," Gao Da asked Gao Yuan, puzzled.

"Heaven knows," Gao Da sighed.

After two days and nights of rapid travel, the two men drove the carriage to Tianjin Port. They then bribed a merchant from another ethnic group who was heading out to sea, handing Lin Hai over to him and slipping a letter into Lin Hai's pocket.

...

Having dealt with Lin Hai's matter, Ertai called over the eunuch Xiao Xizi, patted him on the shoulder, and instructed with a smile, "Xiao Xizi, go and fetch Lian Gui. Tell him I need to speak with him."

"Yes, Second Master Fu." Xiao Xizi replied crisply, then quickly walked towards where Consort Zhen was. A short while later, he summoned Lian Gui. He was always so diligent in serving Ertai.

Lian Gui followed behind Xiao Xizi, puzzled. He had little contact with Ertai, having only met him a few times. He truly didn't understand why Ertai had suddenly summoned him.

However, he knew Ertai was a favorite of the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and Consort Ling, so he couldn't be negligent in his etiquette. He quickly bowed and greeted, "This servant greets Second Master Fu."

"No need, no need. We're all brothers, no need for such formalities," Ertai said with a smile, patting Lian Gui's shoulder.

"This servant wouldn't dare," Lian Gui bowed again.

"Alright, alright, no need to be so nervous. I called you here today so you could taste the dishes I personally prepared," Ertai explained with a smile. "You're the deputy head chef of the Imperial Kitchen; you must have quite a bit of experience in cooking, right?"

"Second Master Fu is too kind. It's my honor to be able to taste dishes personally prepared by Second Master Fu. I don't deserve your praise," Lian Gui said modestly, but his tone was somewhat stiff, clearly indicating that he was deliberately keeping a certain distance from Ertai.

Ertai didn't seem to mind, smiling as he said, "Please, Eunuch Lian."

With that, he led the way to his room, with Lian Gui following slightly behind. Xiao Xizi obediently left; since Ertai hadn't invited him in, he naturally wouldn't take the liberty of following him. There's a proper etiquette and timing to getting close, isn't there?

Ertai smiled and invited Lian Gui inside. After closing the door, he turned around, but the smile vanished, replaced by a cold, icy expression.

Seeing Ertai's sudden change in expression, Lian Gui's relaxed nerves tensed again. His heart pounded, and he instinctively backed away until his legs hit a stool, causing him to stumble and fall into a chair.

"Master Fu—Master Fu—didn't you ask me to come—to taste your cooking? You—" Lian Gui, supporting himself on the table with one hand, asked in a trembling voice, seeing that there were no dishes on the table.

However, at this moment, Ertai's face was once again filled with a smile. Pointing at Lian Gui, he said, "Aren't you the dish I'm going to cook? It should taste better when you taste yourself, right?" "

Second Master Fu, what... what do you mean by that?" Lian Gui's heart pounded even harder. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but the fear in his heart seemed to have grown legs, spreading throughout his body and leaving him utterly powerless.

This is the typical cowardly behavior of most people who have a guilty conscience and lack mental fortitude.

"What do I mean? Don't you know?" Ertai approached Lian Gui, pulling a dagger from his robes. The dagger gleamed coldly in the moonlight, echoing Ertai's sinister tone. "I wonder if cutting off pieces of your flesh, boiling them in water, and adding some 'beauty tart' as an ingredient, would make a delicious appetizer?"

"Second Master Fu, I... I don't know what you're talking about!" With each step Ertai took closer, Lian Gui's heart pounded harder, his body involuntarily convulsing as he instinctively tried to back away. With a thud, Lian Gui fell to the ground.

"Are you really unaware of what I'm saying, or are you pretending?" Ertai chuckled coldly.

"Yes, yes, I really didn't know, I—" Before Lian Gui could finish speaking, he felt a flash of cold light before his eyes. Instinctively, he kicked his legs back to dodge the light, but with a crisp 'clang,' the dagger in Ertai's hand, pressed against the slightly parted gap between Lian Gui's legs, plunged straight into the ground, the blade still wobbling.

"Ah—" Lian Gui screamed in terror, breaking out in a cold sweat. His eyes widened in horror as he stared at the chilling dagger between his legs. If it had been even a millimeter to the left or right, the dagger would have pierced his thigh.

Involuntarily, a pool of yellow liquid, with a foul odor, flowed from Lian Gui's crotch.

"Damn it, useless piece of trash!" Ertai pinched his nose in disgust, cursing mockingly. This useless thing, scared so easily, had wet his pants. He really didn't know how such a coward dared to poison the emperor.

Ertai glanced disdainfully at Lian Gui, only to be surprised to find that Lian Gui was also looking at him with the same disdain. Realizing something was wrong, he cried out "Oh no!" before feeling as if he'd been struck hard on the head, his head spinning.

At the same time, Lian Gui stopped trembling, pulled the dagger deeply embedded in the ground, and walked towards Ertai with a wicked grin!

Chapter 80 Shocking Change (Part Two)

Lian Gui, who had been a cowardly, timid dog just moments before, now had a ferocious expression, a wicked smile on his lips, and licked the tip of the dagger as he approached Ertai step by step.

"Second Master Fu, didn't you want to cut off my flesh for a meal? Haha, I'm waiting for you, come on then!" Lian Gui mocked with a savage grin.

Ertai's pupils were unfocused, and he stood like a wooden sculpture. His mind was foggy, and the muscles on his forehead were being pushed up by the surging energy within him, writhing like earthworms.

His movements were no longer under his control. He tried to mobilize his internal energy to move his body, but every cell in his body seemed to have been frozen in an instant, rendering him completely immobile.

"Hahaha! Second Master Fu, you've been poisoned by my Soul-Devouring Powder, and you still want to move? Hahaha!" Lian Gui sneered, looking at Ertai, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat and whose face was filled with pain and helplessness.

"Soul-Devouring Powder?" Upon hearing the name of the poison, Ertai felt a chill run down his spine.

In the treacherous world of martial arts, countless poisons exist. Even the most potent poisons, like the Soul-Destroying Bone-Splitting Powder, which specifically targets the soul, have antidotes or counteracting agents. However, the Soul-Devouring Powder is incurable, hailed as the most mysterious and insidious soul-devouring drug in history. Once ingested, within eight hours, the soul will shatter into countless fragments, and the person will die, unable to reincarnate.

"Lian Gui, you're ruthless!" Ertai was paralyzed, his body convulsing uncontrollably, groaning in pain. Large beads of sweat poured from his body, dripping onto the ground with strange hissing sounds and emitting a foul stench.

"Hmph, in the royal family, if you weren't ruthless, you'd be killed long ago. Blame yourself for being too confident, thinking that puddle on the ground was my urine. Haha, how laughable, how pathetic..." Lian Gui mocked.

"So you were just pretending to be scared to lure me in, weren't you?" Ertai gritted his teeth, asking angrily.

"That's right. Your martial arts are far superior to mine. If I fought you head-on, I would only die. But when it comes to underhanded tricks, you're still far behind. Haha, this is called 'all's fair in war.' By the way, let me tell you something, so you can learn something too: the Soul-Devouring Powder only exerts its poison when the recipient feels the user is extremely weak and thus harbors contempt. Otherwise, with your highly concentrated mental energy, the Soul-Devouring Powder's not-so-powerful penetrating power will definitely not be able to break your mind."

Lian Gui's smile grew increasingly smug as he slowly approached Ertai, his hand... The dagger's tip flashed with a chilling light, terrifying to the bone. He glared at Ertai with a ferocious expression, suddenly raising the dagger, a bloodthirsty sneer creeping onto his lips. "Second Master Fu," he said, "this servant will send you on your way now, hahaha. People say that if you hear the truth in the morning, you can die content in the evening. Knowing why you die, isn't that a wonderful thing in life? Hahahaha!"

As he spoke, the sharp tip was less than three feet from Ertai's throat. Lian Gui could already feel the dagger piercing Ertai's throat, slicing through his throat, the sight of blood gushing out—a scene that filled him with immense excitement.

"You think you can definitely kill me?" Ertai, oblivious to the dagger about to pierce his throat, suddenly revealed a wicked smile even more intense than Lian Gui's.

"What?" Lian Gui was stunned for a moment, then laughed triumphantly, mocking Ertai for still pretending to deceive him even on his deathbed.

But in the blink of an eye, Lian Gui's laughter froze, replaced by deep astonishment. His eyes widened, reflecting a scene he could never have imagined.

Ertai had moved, and had even grabbed his neck with his own hand. Hadn't he been poisoned by his Soul-Devouring Powder?

How could this be...?

"Crack...crack..."

Ertai's right hand gripped Lian Gui's neck, his wrist tightening, his hand slowly twisting. With this cruel movement, the sound of bones breaking echoed.

"Lian Gui, you dog slave! Does it feel good? Do you like this sound? Hahaha." Ertai grinned maliciously, increasing the pressure on his hand.

"Second Master Fu, you... are even more... ruthless..." With Ertai's large hand gripping his neck, Lian Gui immediately struggled to breathe, his face turning a deep purple. With each cracking sound of bones breaking, he felt a surge of hot blood in his throat, and unable to control himself, he coughed up a mouthful of thick blood!

"This is called 'all's fair in war.' And let me tell you something, so you can learn something too: if it weren't for your Soul-Devouring Powder, my mental strength level wouldn't have reached the fifth level, hahaha!" Ertai retorted, returning Lian Gui's earlier mockery.

"What? Fifth level of mental strength, Soul Control Technique? No..." Lian Gui was shocked. As a master of poison, he had naturally heard of the power of Soul Control Technique. Before he could finish saying 'not good,' he only managed to utter 'no' before his vision blurred, and he fainted.

If Ertai had internal vision at this moment, he would have noticed a faint purple, illusory vein appearing in Lian Gui's mental sea, leading directly to his consciousness. With a muffled thud, Lian Gui collapsed to the ground, followed by Ertai, who also sat down heavily, panting. Everything that had just happened was too bizarre; even Ertai, who had orchestrated this miracle, was completely bewildered. He sat cross-legged, his fingers forming peculiar hand seals, trying to regulate his chaotic internal energy. At that moment, the wisp of wolf

energy from his consciousness drifted out, rapidly circulating through his spiritual sea. This wolf energy was different from the previous one; it had been black before, then dark purple, and now it was dark purple with a green glow. This green glow was the very same one Ertai had obtained from Consort Ling when he had seduced her that day. Originally, the wolf energy Ertai obtained from Consort Ling's body hadn't merged with his previous wolf energy. However, after being poisoned by Lian Gui's Soul-Devouring Powder, the black-purple and green wolf energy within him surged towards the Soul- Devouring Powder. The three streams of energy clashed violently, intertwining and colliding in Ertai's mind, failing to merge. They created deafening roars, like thunderclaps, as if about to rip Ertai's head off! Strangely, Lian Gui, standing directly opposite Ertai, didn't hear a thing. A minute felt like an eternity to Ertai. The poisonous energy of the Soul-Devouring Powder suddenly intensified, roaring like an ancient beast as it launched a fierce attack on the two streams of energy within Ertai's body. The two streams of energy seemed to be increasingly weakened by the growing power of the Soul-Devouring Powder, on the verge of being devoured. Ertai sighed inwardly, knowing there was no way to reverse the situation, but unwilling to simply wait to die, he haphazardly activated the wolf energy within his body. Coincidentally, guided by him, the two wisps of wolf energy within his body seemed to be imbued with a soul, circulating on their own. At the same time, an incomprehensible rune floated into Ertai's mind—the fifth level of the Supreme Joyful Union Sutra's spiritual power. He was like a drowning man who had stumbled upon a lifeline, not caring whether it would work or not, muttering the obscure rune in his mind. Then, something astonishing happened: along with the rhythmic circulation of the wolf energy within his body, the poisonous miasma of the Soul-Devouring Powder also began to surge along with it. Ertai had a strange feeling that the poisonous miasma of the Soul-Devouring Powder was also a kind of energy similar to the wolf energy within his body. A sudden inspiration struck him, and Ertai simply guided this poisonous miasma to attack three levels of the Supreme Joyful Union Sutra's spiritual power. Everything was so bewildering, yet so novel. Suddenly, a deafening boom exploded in Ertai's mind. Several stubborn acupoints were breached by the powerful poisonous miasma, and then, unstoppable, his spiritual energy soared, reaching the fifth level. The miasma then flowed smoothly along the trajectory indicated by the runes of the fifth level of spiritual energy. With each cycle, Ertai was delighted to find that the fusion between the miasma and the original wolf energy within his body deepened. After thirty-six cycles, the miasma that had entered his body perfectly merged with the original wolf energy. The three forces—one blackish-purple, one azure-green, and one grayish-brown—resonated with each other, bathed in a dazzling light, like a long, flowing river within him. " This is truly a blessing in disguise," Ertai thought to himself. Then he opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air, immediately feeling his mind lighten and an indescribable comfort wash over him. ... 'Whoosh!' Ertai splashed a basin of cold water on Lian Gui, who stood up stiffly, his eyes unfocused, staring blankly at Ertai. "Beast, slap yourself in the face!" Ertai concentrated his mind, trying to control Lian Gui's soul. He muttered in Chinese, but when the words came out, his tone became a strange language he himself couldn't understand. With this thought, the wolf energy within Ertai's consciousness floated out and entered his spiritual sea, spinning and swirling rapidly and rhythmically. After countless cycles, faint, almost imperceptible threads emerged from Ertai's mind and entered Lian Gui's. The instant the threads entered Lian Gui's mind, Ertai suddenly noticed Lian Gui's puppet-like body shudder, his skin trembling slightly, and a faint, almost imperceptible, murky light flickering in his eyes. *Snap!* Lian Gui, seemingly completely dazed, followed Ertai's instructions and slapped himself hard across the right cheek. "Again!" Ertai roared, "Didn't you eat? Slap yourself hard, really hard!" *Slap slap slap! * Following Ertai's instructions, Lian Gui slapped his face repeatedly with both hands. "Use your idiotic head to bang against the wall, bang it hard!" Ertai issued another command. Then, like a robot, Lian Gui perfectly received the command, turned around mechanically, and strode to the wall. With a muffled thud, Lian Gui's head squeezed a deep dent into the hard wall. "Roll around like a donkey!" "Lick my shoes!" "Call the Fourteenth Prince a pig!" "Beat your own dick!" Ertai issued commands from time to time, having a great time. Suddenly, he remembered that eunuchs didn't seem to have dicks, so he changed his words to "Beat your own cunt!" "Hahaha, you idiot!" Ertai was still young at heart. Having just survived a calamity, he naturally wanted to enjoy the thrill of revenge. After playing around for a while, Ertai followed the secret of the Soul Control Technique, walked to Lian Gui's side, grasped his crown with his right hand, and sent a wisp of wolf energy into Lian Gui's body. Soon, he felt his palm getting hot, knowing that he had implanted the seed of a demon slave in Lian Gui's mind. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to see inside his body, otherwise he would have noticed that a powerful wolf energy had completely covered Lian Gui's consciousness.

"Hmph, time to go meet Consort Zhen, hahaha." After giving Lian Gui a crisp slap, Ertai's lips curled into a wicked smile.

Chapter 81 Consort Zhen

The following evening, Ertai took Lian Gui, whom he had already controlled, to Consort Zhen's courtyard.

The maid outside the door blocked their way, bowing and saying, "Greetings, Second Master Fu."

"No need." Ertai waved his hand casually.

Lian Gui said to the maid, "I am here on Consort Zhen's orders to summon Second Master Fu."

The maid was completely confused. Consort Zhen had just given the order that she was not feeling well and would not receive anyone. When had she asked Lian Gui to invite Fu Ertai?

Seeing the maid hesitate, Lian Gui immediately snapped, "What are you all standing there for? Get out of the way! Can you take responsibility for delaying Her Highness's important business?"

"Yes," the maid replied softly. Lian Gui was usually extremely favored by Consort Zhen, and all the maids and eunuchs were terrified of him.

"You may all leave. You don't need to stand guard outside anymore." Lian Gui waved his hand at the maids. Several maids exchanged glances, reluctantly lowered their heads, and left. However, as they entered the backyard where the maids lived, excited smiles appeared on their faces.

Night shifts were too tiring, and the maids couldn't wait to find a chance to skip their shifts. Originally, they didn't dare to actually put their thoughts into action, but now that Lian Gui was taking responsibility, they happily went back to their rooms to catch up on sleep.

Entering the outer room of Consort Zhen's room, a maid on night shift was secretly dozing off in a chair. Hearing the sound, she reflexively stood up, her face full of panic. Seeing that it was Lian Gui, she became even more nervous.

"Lian...Lian...Eunuch." The maid stammered a hurried greeting, then saw Ertai behind Lian Gui and quickly bowed, "Greetings, Second Master Fu! This servant greets you."

"Hmm." Ertai waved his hand dismissively.

Lian Gui asked the maid, "Is Her Majesty here?"

"Yes...but she just fell asleep." The maid said cautiously. "

Go and announce that Lian Gui has important business to discuss." Lian Gui said softly.

"...Yes..." The maid hesitated, but seeing Lian Gui's glare, she had no choice but to brace herself and walk through the corridor, pushing open the door to Consort Zhen's inner chamber.

Consort Zhen was lying on her back on the bed, dressed in thin clothes, wearing only a small undergarment and a pair of panties, both made of semi-transparent material, revealing glimpses of her inner beauty.

Consort Zhen's brows were furrowed, as if she were preoccupied. Suddenly, she was interrupted by a maid's voice, "Your Highness, Eunuch Lian Gui requests an audience, saying... saying he has important business."

"Lian Gui?" Consort Zhen sat bolt upright in bed, saying without thinking, "Quickly, summon him!" She had just been thinking about Lian Gui; that damned eunuch had vanished without a trace for a whole day and night, neither alive nor dead.

"...Yes." Seeing Consort Zhen's anxious expression, the maid initially wanted to say that 'Master Fu' had also arrived, but after a moment's thought, she swallowed her words, lowered her head, and quickly left the inner room.

After the maid left, Consort Zhen casually grabbed a gossamer-thin gauze robe and draped it over herself. After all, Lian Gui was a eunuch, so there was no point in him looking. However, when she saw Ertai behind Lian Gui, a blush instantly spread across Consort Zhen's face. She instinctively covered her chest with her hands, but Ertai, with his restless eyes, caught a glimpse of

her lower body. Through the half-hidden, sapphire-blue panties, Ertai could vaguely see a patch of delicate hair and a peach-pink petal between Consort Zhen's legs. The panties were extremely short, barely concealing her long, slender, white legs.

"So beautiful!" Ertai couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. This alluring, half-concealed charm was truly more captivating than being completely naked

. Soon after, a maid draped a thick cloak over Consort Zhen, covering her alluring figure. Then, Consort Zhen, barefoot and wearing a pair of pale purple embroidered shoes, stepped down with the help of her maids. She walked to the opposite side of Lian Gui and Ertai, giving Lian Gui a cold glare.

The next moment, something astonished her: Lian Gui turned his head to the side, ignoring her gaze, a disdainful smile even playing on his lips.

"Has Lian Gui gone mad?" Consort Zhen's heart pounded. She couldn't understand how Lian Gui, who had disappeared for a day, had suddenly become such a completely different person. There was something... very awkward, yet indescribable, about him.

Seeing that Lian Gui ignored her, Consort Zhen glanced at Ertai, adopting the airs of a Noble Consort, and asked impatiently, "Ertai, you came to my room so late at night without even having a maid announce your arrival. Isn't that rather impolite?"

"Hmph, serves you right for putting on airs in front of me. You'll be sorry later." Ertai suddenly flashed a silvery smile, but it vanished in an instant, replaced by the respect due to a subject to a Noble Consort. This made Consort Zhen wonder if she had just imagined it.

Ertai cupped his fists and said, "I apologize for my intrusion, but there is something extremely important that I wish to tell Your Highness."

"What could be so important that it warrants your personal trip, Second Young Master Fu?" Consort Zhen's tone was full of mockery.

Ertai didn't care and continued, "This matter is very important, so I wish to speak to Your Highness privately."

As he spoke, Ertai's gaze lightly swept over each of the maids.

Consort Zhen naturally understood Ertai's meaning—that he wanted her to dismiss the servants. However, she felt that she had little connection with Ertai in daily life, so what important matter could he possibly have to tell her? Convinced that Ertai was merely being mysterious, she didn't dismiss the maids but instead said calmly, "What is it that you must keep from me?"

"This..." Ertai hesitated, his eyes constantly scanning the maids.

However, Consort Zhen not only failed to understand, but also grew impatient, saying unhappily, "It's getting late, and I'm tired. If there's nothing else, you may leave."

"Alright, Consort Zhen, you told me to say that." Ertai was also annoyed, thinking, "I meant well, and you don't appreciate it." A playful smile appeared on his face as he said, "Your Highness, what I want to tell you is about someone, someone is the Fourteenth..."

"Wait, all of you may leave." Hearing Ertai mention the name 'Fourteenth,' Consort Zhen's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly stopped Ertai from continuing and waved for the maids to leave.

'Click!'

The maids left Consort Zhen's inner chamber, gently closing the door behind them. During this process, Consort Zhen cast a sharp gaze at Ertai, hoping to read what she wanted from his face. However, she was quickly disappointed. Ertai was too cunning; he met her piercing gaze with a constant smile.

Consort Zhen suddenly realized something was amiss in Ertai's smile. He was too confident, not only completely disregarding her status as a Noble Consort, but also seemingly holding some leverage over her.

It must be said that Consort Zhen was a clever woman. Otherwise, with just her beauty, the Fourteenth Prince wouldn't have necessarily planted her as a spy in the palace. After all, the harem was deep and complex, filled with beautiful and talented women, but women with cunning, political acumen, and the ability to gain the Emperor's favor and trust were extremely rare. The fact

that Consort Zhen sensed something amiss from Ertai's smile alone demonstrated that she was a cautious, meticulous, and exceptionally intelligent woman.

The two stared at each other, each trying to read what the other was thinking from their faces, but they were soon disappointed. They couldn't figure out what the other was thinking at all. Although their faces didn't show it, they couldn't help but feel uneasy and admire each other's deep cunning. At the same time, a faint sense of mutual respect arose in their hearts.

Lian Gui, however, seemed to float in the air, his head held high, staring blankly at the ceiling as if something precious there had captivated his gaze.

The atmosphere in the room became extremely awkward. None of the three spoke, and an eerie feeling permeated the air, making it difficult to breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, Consort Zhen finally spoke first. It wasn't that she was less shrewd than Ertai and had given in first, but rather that she had something on her mind, while Ertai was completely at ease.

Although Consort Zhen spoke first, her tone was stiff. "Ertai, now that there are no outsiders, may you speak?"

Seeing that Consort Zhen couldn't help but speak first, Ertai felt a surge of pride, and his smile deepened. He walked closer to Consort Zhen, greedily inhaling the faint, intoxicating fragrance emanating from her. He sniffed the air and couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, you are so beautiful."

Ertai's words came entirely from his heart. Consort Zhen was indeed incomparably beautiful, with clear eyes, arched eyebrows, a delicate nose, fragrant lips, a graceful figure, and a delicate body. Especially her beautiful legs and feet, which were truly captivating!

However, his sincere praise sounded frivolous to Consort Zhen. She frowned and said unhappily, "Ertai, do you know who you are talking to?"

Her words were a veiled insult, implying that Ertai had disregarded his duties as a subject and dared to openly flirt with the Consort.

Ertai, of course, understood Consort Zhen's meaning. He nonchalantly retorted, "Of course I know who I'm talking to. If you are truly the Noble Consort, I would naturally not dare to show you the slightest disrespect. But what if you are not?"

"Ertai, do you know that based on just these words, I can report to the Emperor and have your entire family executed?" Hearing Ertai's retort, Consort Zhen was both surprised and enraged.

"Execute my entire family? Hahaha, Your Highness, you're quite the joker," Ertai said sarcastically. "Just because you, the Fourteenth Prince, are a spy planted by the Emperor's side, you think you can execute my entire family?"

Ertai's words were forceful and resounding, like a thunderbolt to Consort Zhen's ears. Even with her exceptional composure, her body trembled slightly. However, she quickly regained her composure, straightened her face, and said coldly, "Ertai, I am a Noble Consort. Based on what you just said, I can report to the Emperor and have you charged with slander!"

"Hehe, you little vixen, you're quite fiery, but I like it. A wild horse is more exciting to ride, hahaha." Ertai's words became increasingly frivolous.

Consort Zhen couldn't help but blush with anger, her body trembling. Putting aside Consort Zhen's status, even an ordinary woman would find it difficult to remain calm after hearing such words from a man.

She raised her slender, delicate finger, trembling as she pointed at Ertai, and shouted angrily, "Ertai, how dare you utter such foul language in front of me! Aren't you afraid I'll punish you?"

"Punish me? What right do you have to punish me?" Ertai's smile completely vanished, replaced by a smirk. He swiftly raised his hand and grasped the finger that Consort Zhen was pointing at, gently stroking it.

"So soft, so smooth. Such a beautiful hand, I must cherish it." Ertai said meaningfully as he lightly caressed Consort Zhen's soft, smooth finger.

"You, you, what are you doing? Let go of me! Lian Gui, what are you standing there for? Get Ertai out of here!" Consort Zhen's pretty face flushed as Ertai grasped her hand. She stamped her feet anxiously and shouted at the wooden-like Lian Gui.

Startled by her shout, Lian Gui actually turned his head, which had been tilted high and staring at the ceiling, towards Consort Zhen. However, the words he uttered struck Consort Zhen like a thunderbolt.

Lian Gui said, "Why should I listen to you? You are the Fourteenth Prince's spy! The Fourteenth Prince is going to rebel!"

"You, what—you said—" Consort Zhen's delicate body suddenly trembled, and she involuntarily retreated. Ertai slid around behind Consort Zhen, one hand encircling her slender waist. The large hand that had been caressing Consort Zhen's fingers then took her soft, jade-like hand into his palm and began to caress it.

Ertai lowered his head, his lips gently touching the cheek of Consort Zhen in his arms, and repeated Lian Gui's words, "He said you are the Fourteenth Prince's spy, and the Fourteenth Prince is going to rebel, hahaha!"

Ertai laughed triumphantly, noticing that Consort Zhen's body was trembling slightly, even her sensual lips were quivering, and a hint of panic was in her eyes.

Ertai looked at Consort Zhen in front of him and thought she was truly beautiful. Her fair face was flushed with panic, making her look charming and pitiful. Her red lips parted slightly, and rapid breaths escaped from her pearly white teeth, the fragrant scent of orchids falling precisely on Ertai's face, tickling, warm, and sweet.

Gazing upon the beautiful face and fragrant lips of the woman so close to him, Ertai couldn't help but close his eyes, lower his head, and kiss Zhenfei's luscious lips. Slowly, his lips drew near, a delicate fragrance wafting from Zhenfei's lips into Ertai's nostrils.

The fragrance was intoxicating!

Ertai's breathing quickened, his hot breath brushing against Zhenfei's cheek, causing her to momentarily lose her composure and regain her senses. Her wide-open eyes reflected Ertai's handsome face; his eyes were slightly closed, his full lips almost touching hers.

For some reason, for a fleeting moment, Zhenfei's heart trembled. But the next instant, regaining her senses, she pushed Ertai away, breaking free from his warm and strong embrace, breathing heavily, a faint sense of loss welling up within her.

She didn't understand why, in that brief moment in Ertai's arms, she felt an overwhelming sense of peace and security, as if all her worries and anxieties had vanished. Why did his rapid, powerful heartbeat captivate her, even evoking a sense of attachment? She longed to press her ear against his and listen intently.

"Consort Zhen? What are you thinking about?" Ertai interrupted her reverie with a smile.

Hearing Ertai's mischievous laughter, Consort Zhen blushed instantly. She shook her beautiful head, banishing the embarrassing thoughts from her mind, and regained her composure. With a stern face, she said calmly, "I'm tired, I'm weary. I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't want to hear it. You may leave." With that

, Consort Zhen waved her hand at Ertai.

Ertai smiled, bringing his face close to Consort Zhen's, and asked with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you really not know what I'm talking about?"

"No, I don't know—" Looking at the handsome face so close to hers, Consort Zhen could clearly hear her own heart pounding wildly. She subconsciously looked away, not daring to look directly at Ertai.

"Then—never mind." Ertai suddenly pulled his face away, straightened up, turned around and walked towards the door, saying casually as he went, "Then I'll go talk to the Empress Dowager."

"No, no—" Consort Zhen hurriedly called out to Ertai's back. After Lian Gui uttered those words that had made her lose her composure, Consort Zhen understood that her and Lian Gui's undercover identities had most likely been exposed. She had just pretended to let Ertai leave to test whether he really had evidence that she was an undercover agent. However, after seeing Ertai's calm and composed demeanor, she was certain that Ertai did indeed know.

Otherwise, a mere subject like him wouldn't risk being beheaded by idly 'framing' and flirting with the Emperor's Consort.

"Oh?" Ertai turned around, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Consort Zhen with a questioning expression, asking, "Your Majesty, do you want me to stay, or...?"

"No, no, don't go—" Consort Zhen said shyly, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth.

"This is difficult. It's getting late, and I'm tired and exhausted. I want to go back and rest," Ertai said deliberately, mimicking Consort Zhen's tone.

"That bastard!" Consort Zhen cursed Ertai inwardly. He knew she couldn't let him go, yet he deliberately made things difficult for her. But she was a woman, and it was late; how could she possibly ask him to stay?

Didn't he know that if she gave him a way out, everything would be negotiable? And judging from his expression, he didn't really intend to tell the Empress Dowager. Otherwise, why would he bring Lian Gui here? Wouldn't it be more straightforward to tell the Empress Dowager directly?

But she had no connection with him. Why didn't he reveal her identity when he knew it? Didn't he know that handing over the evidence he possessed would be a great achievement? Why didn't he do that? And why did he come to tell her this so late at night?

Consort Zhen's mind raced, calculating. Suddenly, she realized that Ertai was trying to extort money from her. This was manageable; after all, over the years, relying on the Emperor's favor, she had received numerous favors from officials and servants, and with the Emperor's rewards, she had accumulated a considerable private fortune. Originally, she intended to use this money for the Fourteenth Prince's rebellion, but in this critical situation, it was best to use it for immediate relief.

Having understood this, Consort Zhen was no longer worried. As long as Ertai wanted the money, everything would be fine!

She turned to Lian Gui and said, "You go out first. I need to talk to Ertai alone."

Lian Gui ignored her, not even glancing at Consort Zhen out of the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong with Lian Gui?" Consort Zhen's heart skipped a beat. From the moment Lian Gui entered her room, she felt he had completely changed. But she was clearly his master; why wasn't he listening to her anymore?

Consort Zhen, suppressing her anger, raised her voice slightly, "Lian Gui, get out!"

Surprisingly,

Lian Gui didn't budge!

"Get out—" Consort Zhen's voice was hoarse, but Lian Gui remained motionless.

"Out—" Before she could shout again, Ertai interrupted, "Your Majesty, Lian Gui only listens to me now."

"What?" Consort Zhen looked at Ertai, her face filled with confusion.

Ertai didn't explain, just smiled faintly, then casually waved his hand at Lian Gui, as if shooing away a fly, "Get out and guard the outer room. Don't let anyone in."

What followed was utterly speechless for Consort Zhen: Lian Gui actually knelt down, respectfully kowtowed three times to Ertai, then stood up and, like a robot, walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

This scene left Consort Zhen speechless, and it also made her fully understand. She was a martial arts expert herself and had heard some rumors in the martial arts world. Although she hadn't witnessed it firsthand, she could guess with a high degree of accuracy: Lian Gui's current behavior meant he was being controlled by Ertai's soul.

"You used soul-controlling magic on Lian Gui?" Consort Zhen looked at Ertai with hopeful eyes, while simultaneously hoping her guess was wrong.

"Yes." Ertai nodded, not lying.

Seeing Ertai's serious expression, which didn't seem to be deceiving her, Consort Zhen's heart sank. Lian Gui knew too many of her secrets, and also too many of the Fourteenth Prince's secrets. With Lian Gui as a hostage, Ertai wouldn't need any more evidence to easily expose her identity.

No, she had to find a way to deal with Ertai. She absolutely couldn't let him reveal her identity, otherwise, not only would she lose her life, but a large number of people connected to her would also suffer!

Silver, yes, silver, use silver to bribe Ertai! Consort Zhen was in a state of utter confusion. Suddenly, the universally acknowledged saying "money makes the world go round" came to mind, and she hurriedly turned to retrieve the silver from her secret compartment.

Suddenly, Ertai grabbed Consort Zhen's wrist, pulling her into his embrace. His fingers lightly traced her fair, delicate neck, and as if reading her mind, he said teasingly, "My beauty, I don't want the silver, I only want you—"

Ertai's words filled her ears, and Consort Zhen's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't tell if it was panic or attraction. In that instant, the usually quick-witted Consort Zhen's mind went completely blank; she was left without thought or a plan!

She didn't know what to do. Should she agree to Ertai's offer, or firmly refuse? She could only weakly plead, "Ertai, I... I'll give you money, lots of money, okay?"

"No, I don't want money, I only want you, I only want you to be with me," Ertai said passionately, his thick lips already moving towards Zhenfei's red lips.

"But—I—we—" Zhenfei's beautiful head swayed wildly. She wanted to refuse Ertai's kiss, yet she didn't want to. Her heart was filled with conflict. She had initially considered that Ertai wanted to take advantage of her, but then dismissed the idea. After all, she was nearly ten years older than Ertai and held the status of a Noble Consort. She believed Ertai wouldn't truly want to possess her, but only wanted some money.

But Ertai's current behavior clearly showed he was determined to possess her body. What should she do?

What should she do? What should she do? What should she do...?

The usually shrewd Consort Zhen was completely flustered when it came to her own safety. She couldn't think of a good plan to overcome this predicament, and even... Holding Ertai in her arms, a long-lost passion surged within her, a passion so intense that she longed to experience the pleasures of womanhood once more.

How could she have such shameful thoughts? Consort Zhen's heart pounded like a deer's, trying to forcefully banish the thought, but she couldn't shake it off. Just as she hesitated, Ertai's lips were already pressed against hers.

"Mmm..."

The warm, moist touch of their lips made Consort Zhen's heart tremble. She felt Ertai's lips were too hot, burning her heart in turmoil.

Ertai sensed the uncontrollable throbbing in Consort Zhen's arms. He wasn't satisfied with merely kissing her fragrant lips; he seemed to want to deeply savor the sweetness and unique, intoxicating nectar within her cherry-like mouth.

His thick lips slid eagerly across Consort Zhen's lips, his teeth working hard to pry them open. A heat and throbbing spread through his body, and a powerful, irresistible masculine scent, both frantic and irresistible, entered her delicate form, permeating every corner, every drop of blood, every cell.

She let out a soft moan, her red lips parting slightly as she gasped for breath. A delicate, sweet fragrance wafted from her lips into Ertai's mouth, reaching the deepest part of his throat.

Stimulated by this warm, sweet scent, Ertai's throat surged with passion, making his movements more urgent. He cupped Consort Zhen's fragrant head in his hands, his nimble tongue slipping through the gap between her slightly parted lips, searching for that long-awaited tongue, wanting to entwine with it until the end of time!

"Mmm...no..."

Her smooth tongue was tightly entwined with Ertai's, and a jolt of electricity surged through Consort Zhen's body, spreading at lightning speed, making her soft and yielding. After a moment's hesitation, she wrapped her arms around Ertai, pressing her beautiful body tightly against his.

"Fine, since I can't avoid this, I might as well let go and completely conquer this young man with my charm, making him forever inseparable from my body, and ensuring he never reveals his secret." Consort Zhen, her heart pounding, finally made up her mind.

Having made up her mind, she seemed like a completely different person in an instant. Her lips, which had been passionately kissed by Ertai, parted from his mouth. Her tongue teasingly traced her red, fragrant lips, while her two delicate hands cupped Ertai's chin, her index and middle fingers gently tracing his cheeks. Her expression was incredibly alluring, and she uttered seductive whispers, "Ertai, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Beautiful," Ertai replied, swallowing hard, looking at the suddenly enchanting Consort Zhen.

"Then why are you just standing there like an idiot? Why don't you come and take me?" Consort Zhen's moans were so sweet that Ertai's body went limp. He felt an immediate erection in his trousers, a tingling current traveling along his hardness, throughout his body, until it reached his heart.

"Come on, Ertai, touch me. Don't you want to see how pretty I am here?" Consort Zhen's sexy, alluring tongue swiftly circled her lips, her soft, boneless hands guiding Ertai's large hands across her sweaty, smooth neck before moving towards her proud breasts.

"Hehe, isn't she beautiful? Do you like her?" Consort Zhen teased Ertai with seductive words.

These intoxicating moans sent shivers down Ertai's spine. A powerful current surged through his bones and veins. He devoured, kissed, entangled, and stirred Consort Zhen's fragrant lips and tongue, his large hands, guided by her small hands, forcefully grasping and kneading her breasts.

"Mmm..."

Consort Zhen let out soft moans, her cheeks flushed, her almond eyes hazy, her long eyelashes seeming to speak volumes, her alluring gaze captivating Ertai.

"Mmm... Ertai... come quickly... take me... I can't wait any longer..." Consort Zhen was a complete vixen, her sweet, seductive voice making Ertai's bones go weak.

"Consort Zhen, you're so seductive!" Ertai released Consort Zhen's fragrant lips and kissed her smooth, fragrant neck.

"Don't call me Consort Zhen, call me You'er, I like it when you call me that." Consort Zhen held Ertai's head in her hands, her index and middle fingers teasing his earlobes, her snow-white neck arched, her eyes glazed, her lips slightly parted, and soft, intoxicating breaths escaping her lips.

"Haha, I'll call you You'er then. Alright, You'er, you must call me your good brother, okay?" Ertai's lips slowly slid down Consort Zhen's neck, kissing her alluring chest, where he used his teeth to unbutton her blouse.

Ertai's movements were slow, his eyes fixed on her, as if admiring the most precious work of art in the world. She was so captivating to him: her snow-white collarbone, her high, firm breasts, the alluring, deep cleavage—everything was half-concealed, half-hidden, shyly and coquettishly hidden within the pale purple lace bodice.

The fabric was extremely thin, and her two intoxicating nipples seemed to blush with two rosy points, blooming dazzlingly through the purple flowers on the bodice.

At this moment, silence spoke louder than words!

The alluring and seductive Consort Zhen was adept at manipulating men's hearts. She kept her fragrant lips tightly closed, her eyebrows teasing, and occasionally used her eyes to arouse Ertai's sensitive nerves. Her small hand, through Ertai's collar, gently caressed his muscular chest, while her two restless fingers, with their pale purple nail polish, lightly teased Ertai's nipples.

'Hiss!'

Like women, men's nipples are their most sensitive area. With Consort Zhen's slight touch, a tingling, numbing sensation spread from the nipples throughout Ertai's body. His head spun, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"You little vixen, you're going to kill me!" Ertai said, his teeth clenched, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Oh? Brother, don't you like it when your good girl does this? I only do this to you, you know," Consort Zhen pouted her bright red lips, her voice sweet and coquettish.

At this moment, in this situation, in this setting, Consort Zhen's tone and manner undoubtedly delivered the strongest impact to Ertai, making him unable to suppress the rising fire within him!

His mouth kissed Consort Zhen's cheeks, lips, neck, and chest haphazardly, his large hands quickly removing the restraints from her chest, but not completely removing her bodice, leaving it half-undone and dangling on her body. Then, his large hand swiftly grasped one of her fair, full breasts and began to play with it earnestly.

"Good brother, be gentle—it hurts—"

"You'er, my dear sister, why are you so sensitive here?"

The moment Ertai's index finger touched Consort Zhen's nipple, the sensitive nipple hardened, throbbing against Ertai's fingertip.

"Good brother, there's another place, even more alluring than here, good brother, don't you want to see?" Seeing Ertai's large hands rubbing against her breasts, thoroughly enjoying himself, Consort Zhen felt incredibly comfortable, but also felt her lower body overflowing like a floodgate.

Once a woman is aroused, she can be even more passionate than a man, and Consort Zhen was like that now. Her feelings had shifted several times. At first, she only wanted to possess Ertai and make him keep his secret, nothing more. But later, under Ertai's teasing, her body instinctively stirred with lust. She wanted to possess Ertai with her body, yet she also had her own physiological desires as a woman. Now, she was completely lost. Long-empty, she desperately wanted Ertai to enter her body and let her experience the pleasure of being a woman again!

But now, Ertai was only concerned with caressing her beautiful breasts, neglecting the most sensitive part of a woman's body, the part most in need of a man's comfort. How could she not feel anxious?

Ertai felt Consort Zhen's delicate body trembling slightly, rubbing against his own as she shook. He knew deeply that Consort Zhen was no longer simply feigning allure to win him over; she was truly aroused. Having

experience with several women, Ertai knew that to win a woman's heart, he had to display his masculine charm. He couldn't easily agree to her demands; he had to build up the foreplay before a swift and passionate encounter, followed by perfect caresses. Only then could he truly capture her heart!

He suppressed the urge to immediately possess Consort Zhen, extending his tongue to lick her fragrant lips. The tingling sensation sent a shiver through Consort Zhen. She eagerly extended her red tongue, its tip taut, wanting to meet Ertai's tongue.

Unexpectedly, Ertai deliberately dodged, leaving Consort Zhen empty-handed. She gave Ertai a resentful look, raised her small fist, and lightly punched his chest. Pouting her red lips, she said angrily, "Ertai, you're so annoying! You just know how to tease me."

That resentful expression and complaining voice made Ertai unable to resist. He lifted Consort Zhen's chin with his index finger and said with a wicked smile, "You'er, call me good brother, good husband, and I'll give you—make you feel good—"

"Hmm, I hate it, I don't want to call you that. You're not my good husband." Consort Zhen rolled her eyes at Ertai.

"Really not going to call me that?"

"Hmph, not at all."

"Then I won't play with you anymore. I'm going home to sleep." Ertai made a move to walk away.

"No—" Consort Zhen hurriedly grabbed Ertai's hand, complaining inwardly. This bastard Ertai had aroused her desire and was being so irresponsible.

"Then will you call me that or not?" Ertai asked mischievously.

"Call me that, please call me that, okay? Good brother, good husband, good sir, alright?" Consort Zhen called out all the names in one breath.

"Hehe, my good sister, my dear You'er, so good!" Ertai was overjoyed to hear Consort Zhen's address to him. He hugged Consort Zhen again, kissing and touching her.

The powerful embrace and intense pleasure she had just lost returned to her body. Consort Zhen closed her beautiful eyes slightly, resting her head gently on Ertai's shoulder, breathing softly and gently.

After a while, unable to control the surging desire within her, Consort Zhen took Ertai's large hand in her small one and slowly stroked it across her smooth, flat abdomen and her slender waist, touching the most mysterious part of her body—and indeed, the most mysterious part of all women—through her panties.

"Good brother…so comfortable…"

Just a mischievous touch from Ertai to her vulva made Consort Zhen's body tremble involuntarily. She cried out softly, complaining, "Good brother, you're bad! Don't you know how to be gentle with me?"

"Hehe, isn't this what you wanted?" Ertai chuckled wickedly.

"You're so annoying! I didn't—" Consort Zhen nestled shyly in Ertai's arm.

"You still say you didn't? Your vulva is so wet." Her panties were slippery and damp; Ertai couldn't resist digging in again.

Now, Consort Zhen's trembling intensified, becoming even more pronounced. Her soft moans turned into groans, and she involuntarily tightened her legs, gripping Ertai's large hand tightly, refusing to let him leave even slightly. Her plump, snowy buttocks swayed vigorously, welcoming the assault of Ertai's large hand.

Soon, Consort Zhen felt as if the fluids from her honeyed orifice were flowing like a river. She couldn't help but rub her breasts against Ertai's chest, cooing sweetly, "Good brother, I want you to carry me to bed, I want to serve you well."

As she spoke, Consort Zhen's lotus-like arms actively hooked around Ertai's neck, her eyes becoming hazy with desire, now filled with a glimmer of hope. Looking at Consort Zhen's alluring appearance and yearning gaze, how could Ertai resist? He placed one hand on Consort Zhen's fragrant shoulder and the other on her soft, pert snowy buttocks, lifting her into his arms.

As he walked towards the bed, Ertai chuckled lewdly, saying, "Once we're in bed, who knows who'll be serving whom, haha."

"You're so annoying—" Consort Zhen gave Ertai a coquettish glare.

Reaching the bedside, Ertai gently placed Consort Zhen on the couch. Before he could even take off his shoes and get on the bed, the alluring Consort Zhen pulled him onto her voluptuous body. It was a mystery where this delicate and seemingly frail Consort Zhen got such strength.

"You'er, you're quite strong," Ertai said with a lewd grin.

"You're so annoying, why are you so slow? What did you just say—" Consort Zhen hugged Ertai's head, rubbing it against her breasts, teasing him with her words.

She was incredibly excited. Because of Qianlong's defilement, she hadn't tasted a man's touch for a long time. Furthermore, she was inherently a very open-minded woman, and without the nourishment of a man, her desire was far stronger than any other woman's.

Taking advantage of Ertai's embrace, she secretly glanced at his body. Even through his trousers, she could feel the size of his penis. She couldn't help but fantasize about how pleasurable it would be if that huge penis entered her body.

The more she thought about it, the stronger her desire became. She wished Ertai would strip her naked right now, press her down with his strong body, and thrust into her fiercely!

Zhenfei was too impatient. The intense arousal in her body made her impatient for Ertai's gentle foreplay. Impulsively, she rolled over and climbed on top of Ertai, raising her right leg and placing her right foot, clad in a purple embroidered shoe, on Ertai's right side. She straddled Ertai's body, gently rubbing her wet, moist vulva against his penis.

"Ah...so good..." Ertai's penis was so powerful that even through the confinement of his trousers, the force of his hardness made Zhenfei moan softly.

Ertai also felt an unparalleled sense of comfort. In his life, this was the first time he had encountered a woman as proactive and unrestrained as Consort Zhen. A strange stimulation, unlike anything he had experienced with other women, left his mind blank. He couldn't help but embrace Consort Zhen's snow-white, soft buttocks, pushing her against his penis with her tender, moist vulva.

"Ah...so big...so hot...I want...ahhh..."

With Ertai's movements, the friction between their most sensitive parts intensified significantly, making the already aroused Consort Zhen feel as if she were about to fly to heaven. She swayed her head from side to side, her hair flying wildly, accompanied by rapid breaths, as she soared to the highest heavens.

So powerful! A ripple of emotion stirred within Consort Zhen. Ertai was too powerful. Even before penetration, just through the restraints, he had already made her perfectly lose herself. If he really entered...then...

The more she thought about it, the more her body burned with desire. An uncontrollable fire consumed Consort Zhen, making her movements frantic and chaotic. She slowly pulled back, moving her head to Ertai's erect penis. Then, with seductive eyes, she looked at Ertai, before lowering her head and extending her luscious red tongue to lick his penis through his trousers.

'Hiss!'

Before Ertai could react, he felt his penis enveloped in a warm, moist embrace. He gasped, looking up to find Consort Zhen forcefully opening her mouth, taking his penis into her mouth through his trousers. Her nimble tongue traced, licked, and sucked at the

glans... Those who have experienced it know that it's pure heavenly pleasure!

Consort Zhen's tongue moved with increasing agility and speed, her head bobbing up and down rapidly, emitting soft sucking sounds that left a trail of saliva on Ertai's trousers.

"Hiss." Ertai gasped, instinctively cupping Consort Zhen's head in his hands, bobbing it up and down, encouragingly saying, "Good girl, you really know how to play, it feels so good."

Encouraged by Ertai, Consort Zhen was overjoyed, her movements becoming more intense and rapid, changing her playful gestures. After a while, she brought her lips to Ertai's waist, her hands and mouth working together to release his restraints. Due to the excessive force and inertia, Ertai's penis swayed back and forth with a "smack," striking Consort Zhen's fragrant lips with a crisp sound.

"Hehe, he's so naughty." Consort Zhen licked her lips seductively. Even though it was a brief contact, she still tasted the sour, peculiar flavor of Ertai's penis on her lips, which made her head spin, her body tremble, and her vagina overflow with fluid.

She raised her small hand, her nimble fingertips touching the swollen glans of Ertai's penis. Stimulated by the external object, his penis instinctively twitched and trembled. Consort Zhen giggled, having a great time, and smiled coquettishly at Ertai, "So fun, hehe, so this part of a man's penis is so interesting."

"You'er, you've seen mine, I want to see yours too." Ertai sat up halfway and said with a smile.

"No way, you big bad guy, you must have been plotting against me for a long time, trying to frame me, humph, I won't let you succeed." Consort Zhen said coyly, even pretending to get off Ertai and dodge away.

Ertai, however, refused to give in. He grabbed her and laughed, "Do you think I'd let you off?"

Consort Zhen, blushing and coquettish, lightly punched Ertai's chest, playfully scolding, "Alright, I'll take it off myself, but you big bad guy, don't do anything rash!"

Just moments ago, Consort Zhen had been like a vixen, wildly and impulsively teasing Ertai. Now, however, she was like a girl next door, shy and bashful, as if she were experiencing her first time with her lover. This complex change and contradictory combination, appearing in one woman, how could Ertai not be infatuated?

His eyes were fixed on Consort Zhen's lower body, watching her slowly stand up from him. Her small, wet, pale purple panties clung tightly to her full, round buttocks, truly the epitome of sensuality.

Impulsive Ertai quickly stripped himself naked. Seeing that Consort Zhen had only placed her small hands on her slender waist but hadn't taken off her panties, he urged her, "Hurry up and take them off."

"I don't want to take them off," Consort Zhen deliberately acted coquettishly, twisting her body. Her two large breasts swayed with her movements, and the alluring sight made Ertai dizzy, his crotch almost bursting.

He laughed and said, "You'er, hurry up, or I'll have to force myself on you, hehe, I really want to see my good sister's good sister."

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by 'my good sister's good sister'?" Consort Zhen understood Ertai's meaning and twisted her body even more stubbornly. This time, with the more intense movements, her two breasts gently swayed against Ertai's face.

"So fragrant, so soft, so smooth," Ertai couldn't help but exclaim. He reached out and firmly grasped the two swaying breasts in his hands, playing with and teasing them.

"Ouch! Be gentle...you rascal..." The sensitive Consort Zhen involuntarily moaned under Ertai's seductive advances.

"If you don't take them off quickly, I'll squeeze them until they burst." Ertai gripped them tightly, threateningly.

"You, you're so bad, I'm scared of you, I'll agree, okay?" Watching her breasts deform under Ertai's forceful kneading, Consort Zhen had no choice but to slowly pull down her panties.

Her movements were slow and gentle, as if she were both shy and embarrassed, and as if she was deliberately seducing Ertai. What should have been a few seconds took her several minutes.

She slowly pulled down her panties, revealing little by little the true face of her beautiful vulva: first, a few alluring strands of pubic hair, then the pale pink clitoris glistening with moisture, and then the petals that any man would want for his entire life... Ertai's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest. He was becoming more and more certain that Consort Zhen was doing this on purpose.

"Good sister, you're killing your brother!" Ertai complained, pointing to his erect penis, which had grown even larger with Zhenfei's teasing.

"Hmph, I don't care. You deserve it for seducing me." Zhenfei pouted her red lips and twisted her body in protest.

"..."

Ertai was speechless. He finally understood what women's logic was. She was the one who had pushed him down all along, so why was she blaming him for seducing her?

But you can never reason with a woman. At this moment, the only thing a man could do was to press her down hard and thrust into her passionately, conquering her body and heart!

At this moment, Zhenfei finally pulled her panties down to her knees, revealing her entire beautiful honey pot to Ertai. The grass was serene, the buds were about to bloom, and the flowing nectar awaited Ertai's arrival.

Consort Zhen's eyes grew increasingly hazy, her expression more alluring. She slowly raised her right leg, slipping it through her panties, while her left leg remained still, letting the panties slide down her smooth, delicate legs to her glistening ankles.

During this process, Consort Zhen gently parted her legs, her vulva wide open, meeting Ertai's burning gaze. A few glistening drops of moisture gushed from her honeyed orifice, gently dripping down the inside of her beautiful legs.

In this situation, how could the young and vigorous Ertai, his blood surging, possibly resist? He suddenly grabbed Consort Zhen's two soft ankles and pulled them forcefully towards him. Caught off guard, Consort Zhen cried out "Ah!" as her delicate body fell onto Ertai, his hard penis pressing heavily against her lower abdomen.

“Serves you right for seducing me, hmph, I’ll spank your bottom!” Ertai grabbed and kneaded Consort Zhen’s plump, white buttocks a few times, then lightly slapped them, the flesh jiggling with each slap – what’s called a buttock ripple.

Now that things had come to this, Consort Zhen let loose, wiggling her hips and smiling seductively at Ertai, “Ah…good…good…I deserve to be hit by you…um…not enough…this punishment isn’t enough…I want you to use your…um…to punish me…”

“Hmph, how can that be? You’re being punished now, how can I let you enjoy yourself so quickly? Do you think I, Ertai, am a liar?” Ertai said with a wicked grin, his right hand reaching between Consort Zhen’s thighs from behind, vigorously kneading her wet clitoris. His left hand untied the bindings on her chest, playing with her large breasts through the silky bodice.

Consort Zhen felt an unbearable itch. Ertai's large, experienced hands were rubbing her vulva back and forth, scraping her clitoris. Her breasts were being pinched into various shapes inside her bodice. Her vagina was incredibly itchy, and her vaginal fluids kept flowing out.

Ertai inserted his fingers into Consort Zhen's vagina, teasing her as he said, "Your little cunt is so wet! Looks like you've been holding back quite a bit."

Consort Zhen arched her large, white buttocks back desperately, chasing after Ertai's fingers, and even brazenly rubbed her clitoris. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...good brother...stop teasing your sister...ah...ah...hurry up and put it in..."

Ertai didn't want to drag things out too long. It wouldn't be good if someone saw the two of them making love in Consort Zhen's room, so he smiled and said, "Look how impatient you are. Come on up, help me take off my pants first." Consort Zhen, who had already been aroused by Ertai, was waiting for Ertai to say this. She couldn't wait to help Ertai completely remove his trousers and underwear from under his legs.

Ertai quickly sat up, grabbed a pillow and placed it behind him on the headboard. He leaned against the soft pillow, then shifted his body slightly downwards, becoming half-reclined with his legs spread wide, his large penis erect.

Consort Zhen was equally eager. Her eyes were glazed as she gazed at Ertai's captivating penis, her desire growing stronger with each look, her body growing hotter with each glance. She quickly lowered her head, took Ertai's erect penis into her mouth and sucked twice. Then, turning her back to Ertai, she seductively spread her buttocks with both hands, forcefully parting her wet vulva. She then guided Ertai's penis with one hand and slowly sat down, aiming it at her opening.

Ertai, holding his saliva-covered penis, watched it gradually being swallowed by Consort Zhen's engorged, crimson labia.

"Ah..." Feeling her uterus being pushed upwards by the large glans, Consort Zhen was already extremely satisfied with just that one movement. She supported herself on Ertai's legs with both hands and began to move her hips up and down, her upper body straight, her head tilted back as far as possible, her eyes closed, and her brows furrowed. "Ah...ah...so...so deep...dear brother...you're going in so deep..."

Ertai looked relaxed and content, his hands behind his head, completely relinquishing the initiative to Consort Zhen, only occasionally pushing his large penis upwards. "My dear sister You'er, your body is so beautiful!"

Looking at Consort Zhen's large, white buttocks rising and falling, Ertai couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He couldn't resist reaching his hands inside Consort Zhen's bodice, pinching her erect nipples and kneading her soft breasts. Consort Zhen turned her head instinctively, and Ertai shared a romantic French kiss.

Ertai thrust his penis in and out of Consort Zhen's tender vagina repeatedly, each thrust causing a "plop, plop" sound from her cunt. Consort Zhen's wet and hot cunt sucked on Ertai's penis, each thrust bringing indescribable pleasure.

"Ah...good...good...Your little hole is so beautiful...ah...ah...I'll fuck you to death...I'll fuck your little slutty hole to death..." Waves of pleasure surged through his penis, and Ertai's lust flared, as he relentlessly thrust into Consort Zhen's honeyed hole.

The feeling of ecstasy caused Consort Zhen's body to spasm as if in a spasm, trembling uncontrollably. Her juices flowed like a burst dam, wave after wave of orgasm washing over her. Feeling the pleasure of the large penis inside her wet cunt, and hearing Ertai's lewd words, her lewd nature was instantly aroused. She couldn't help but shout incoherently, "Good...good...fuck me to death...I...I want...your big penis...inserting into my slutty hole every day...I'm going to die...die...ahhh..."

Seeing Consort Zhen's reaction, Ertai's lust intensified. His thick penis thrust repeatedly into Consort Zhen's wet vagina, and her juices splattered onto the sheets. Ertai thrust thousands of times in one go, until Consort Zhen's body went limp, and she gasped for breath. Her snow-white buttocks pushed back and forth to meet his thrusts, and her body swayed back and forth, causing her full, alluring breasts to bounce. Her slender, white toes curled stiffly inside her cloth shoes.

Ertai's large penis inside her wet vagina sent waves of tingling pleasure through her, bringing her to the peak of excitement and comfort. Her delicate labia flipped in and out with each thrust of his penis, carrying with them a large amount of hot, clear vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina.

"Oh...uh...oh...ah...harder...ah...my little hole is...about to cum...ah..." Zhenfei's vaginal muscles contracted violently, reaching orgasm, tightly gripping Ertai's penis. A gush of hot, lustful fluid surged out, splashing onto Ertai's glans.

Ertai didn't stop, thrusting again fiercely. When he was done, he pulled out his penis, quickly pulled off Zhenfei's purple embroidered shoes, and squatted between her legs, frantically licking her soft, beautiful feet.

First, he licked the soles of her white feet, then between her toes, and finally sucked on each of her slender, white toes painted with dark blue nail polish. While licking Zhenfei's smooth, sweaty feet, he held her soft little hands and quickly stroked his penis.

This gentle caressing wasn't enough for Ertai. He placed Zhenfei on the edge of the bed and quickly got off, standing on the floor. Then he had Consort Zhen remove the trousers and panties hanging on one of her beautiful legs, spreading her thighs as wide as possible to reveal her vulva.

Consort Zhen cooperated by forcefully spreading her overflowing, peach-colored vulva with both hands. Ertai's gaze was completely mesmerized, and his large penis was also raging, wanting to penetrate Consort Zhen's cunt. He lifted Consort Zhen's thighs high onto his shoulders, spread her buttocks, looked at her beautiful vulva, grasped his large penis, and thrust it in. With a "whoosh!" sound, his nearly thirty-centimeter-long penis completely disappeared into Consort Zhen's honeyed cunt.

Then Ertai thrust in and out forcefully, his high-in and high-out strokes relentlessly pounding into Consort Zhen's tender, beautiful hole. She cried out in surprise, clinging tightly to Li Yan, moaning, "Oh... I can't take it anymore... You're so good... Oh... So good... Your big cock... It feels so good inside my hole... No... Hmm... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to... I'm going to come... Ah... Good husband... Harder... Harder... Fuck... Ah... I... Hmm... I want it so badly..."

"Ah... Ertai, good brother... Dear husband... Your big cock... It... Hmm... It's too big... My little... Hmm... cunt... is going to be... fucked... to pieces... Ah... How... Ah... It's getting... harder... It's really... It's killing me..."

Hearing Consort Zhen's praise and seeing her becoming increasingly aroused, Ertai thrust even harder, launching another fierce attack, rising and falling, thrusting left and right inside Consort Zhen's beautiful hole.

"Good husband... I can't take it... I... ah... your good sister... this slutty girl... um... I'm going to be... fucked to death... by your... ah... big... meat... stick... ah..." Consort Zhen cried out desperately, her hands weakly gripping Ertai's arms.

But Ertai didn't stop before reaching his climax. He continued relentlessly, thrusting thousands of times, feeling Consort Zhen's little hole tightening his big cock more and more, hot and tight, waves of hot vaginal fluid constantly impacting his glans, causing his raging cock to swell even more.

Consort Zhen naturally felt the change in Ertai's cock, knowing he was on the verge of ejaculation, and she cried out and moaned even more wildly and lewdly.

"Mmm...darling...fuck me to death...harder...fuck me to death...mmm...ah...like that...harder...faster...ah...it feels so good..."

"Ah...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I'm going to...so beautiful...so comfortable...woo woo...You'er...so good...I...I'm going to heaven...good brother...I want...you...mmm...harder...fuck me...please..."

Watching Consort Zhen writhe her body beneath him, her increasingly loud moans echoing in his ears, Ertai suddenly felt a ache in his lower back. After a few hundred more rapid thrusts, his body trembled uncontrollably, his seminal gate opened wide, and a thick stream of semen, like a wild horse, rushed out, unstoppable, shooting wildly deep into Consort Zhen's honey hole. His large glans sprayed again and again inside, spurting out more than a dozen streams of semen.

Consort Zhen's flower core trembled wildly from the hot semen, and as her body trembled uncontrollably, she felt herself being brought to orgasm by Ertai's thrusts, experiencing three consecutive beautiful orgasms. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, she writhed her body in a frenzy, uttering incoherent, seductive babbling.

"Ah...so good...it's burning...it's so hot...my little hole...it feels so good...Ertai, my good brother...good man...dear husband...fuck me hard...fuck me...all your...um...all your...essence...into my little...slutty hole..."

"Good husband...thrust harder...I'm...ah...your woman...I want you...to shoot all...all your...semen...not a single drop left...into me...I want...um...to give you...a baby..."

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The storm subsided, and Ertai lay on Consort Zhen's soft, fragrant body. Her beautiful hole was warm and tight, making Ertai reluctant to withdraw his already limp penis.

Consort Zhen didn't allow Ertai to pull his penis out. She remained silently beneath him, her eyes slightly closed, a blush spreading across her face, her lips parted but silent, as if savoring the lingering passion of their encounter.

Both harbored their own thoughts, yet shared the same goal: Consort Zhen wanted to completely possess Ertai, making him forever dependent on her body, thus keeping the secret of her birth a secret. Ertai, in turn, wanted to possess Consort Zhen forever, making her inseparable from him not only physically but also emotionally. Driven by this goal, both exerted themselves fully, their movements frenzied, intense, and prolonged.

Afterwards, each lost in their own thoughts, neither speaking first. Consort Zhen thought, "Ertai is truly powerful. He's finally shown me what a real woman is! I... I might never be able to leave his body for the rest of my life."

Ertai, however, thought, "So Consort Zhen is a martial arts master. Otherwise, why would I gain Heavenly Rank Wolf Qi after our union?"

It turned out that during Ertai's union with Consort Zhen, Ertai saw the wolf energy within his body flow along his penis into Consort Zhen's sacred honeyed orifice. Guided by the Supreme Harmony Sutra in his mind, Ertai and Consort Zhen secretly completed their dual cultivation. As Consort Zhen released her climax, a wisp of seven-colored wolf energy also emerged from her honeyed orifice. This wisp of wolf energy didn't flow along his penis into his body, but instead, like a veil, gently covered his body.

Throughout the subsequent process, until his own climax, as his thrusts intensified, the light of that wolf energy grew ever brighter, tightly binding and enveloping his body. A portion of the seven-colored wolf energy pierced through his skin, penetrating his muscles and flowing through his bones and meridians, giving him a pleasure a hundred times more stimulating than any sexual encounter with a woman.

As wisps of seven-colored wolf energy entered his body and circulated throughout his body in a grand cycle, Ertai felt every cell in his body being activated, becoming extremely active. Hot bubbles rose from his meridians and bones, like boiling water bubbling and leaping.

At the same time, as the wolf energy circulated faster and faster, Ertai's meridians widened considerably. If his meridians were originally just narrow, winding paths, then those cleansed by the seven-colored wolf energy were like two-way, four-lane roads, allowing even more wolf energy to flow freely within them.

Of course, these weren't the most miraculous changes. The most profound transformation was in Ertai's physique. He could clearly feel that as the seven-colored wolf energy nourished his bones and cleansed his meridians, the first thing to change was his penis. Its already enormous size swelled even more, completely filling Zhenfei's vagina without leaving any gap.

Secondly, the tight closure of their flesh intensified the rate at which the Heavenly Rank wolf energy was generated. However, since there was no gap at their point of union, the increasing amount of seven-colored wolf energy drifted out along Zhenfei's skin, merging with the original thin, gauze-like wolf energy to form a thick 'quilt' tightly wrapped around Ertai's body.

Then, some of this surging seven-colored wolf energy continued to flow into Ertai's meridians, circulating throughout his body, eventually transforming into internal energy that entered his consciousness and dantian. Another portion of the seven-colored wolf energy circulated incessantly on Ertai's skin, like a massage.

Gradually, Ertai suddenly realized that as this seven-colored wolf energy circulated on his skin, his muscles became increasingly hard, and his bones crackled and popped intermittently. All of this puzzled him. Urged on by the Supreme Joyful Union Sutra, he continuously increased the speed at which he thrust into Zhenfei until he ejaculated. Ertai then suddenly realized that if he exerted even the slightest effort, his body would become as hard as a piece of wood.

Zhenfei naturally couldn't see all these changes, but she clearly felt the changes in Ertai's body, especially in that area. It became as hard as iron and as large as a bowl, causing her unbearable pain while simultaneously providing indescribable stimulation. The impact of flesh fitting together so tightly was truly irresistible, a pleasure that made her feel both ecstatic and on the verge of death!

Meanwhile, in Consort Ling's room, she lay listlessly on her back on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Her mind drifted back to the thrilling and exciting caresses she and Ertai had shared that night at the family banquet. A surge of desire rose between her legs, a wet, itchy sensation coursing through her body.

She parted the bed curtains, dismissing the maids, her heart pounding. Torn between conflicting emotions, reason ultimately succumbed to the restless lust within her. Her eyes were glazed, her breathing rapid and disordered. She involuntarily parted her legs slightly, slowly placing her hand on her lower abdomen. She fantasized about the stimulation of Ertai's large penis entering her, while vigorously massaging her vulva, occasionally calling out softly, "Ertai, Ertai."

"Ah... Ertai... harder... give it to me... um... I want it so bad... ahhh... faster... it feels so good..."

After an unknown amount of time, Consort Ling's body went limp, but the restless desire within her body not only didn't subside, but intensified, making her feel as if she were on fire.

Consort Ling suddenly sat up, blushing and resentful, asking herself what was wrong with her, why she craved a man's nourishment so much, had she become a harlot?

But... her body's reaction was so strong, uncontrollable.

What... what should she do?

Consort Ling's body trembled. She tried to take deep breaths, but couldn't quell the restless flames within her. She tried to banish Ertai and the scene from that day from her mind, but the scene played out like a movie, lingering in her mind, growing ever more intense.

But... Ertai was, after all, her nephew. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't bring herself to ask him to comfort her! What should I do?

Perhaps... I should talk to someone. Maybe a chat will calm my restlessness. Consort Ling's eyes lit up, but then she thought, it's so late, who can I talk to? And what should we talk about?

She quickly searched her mind.

The Empress Dowager? No, she must be asleep; she shouldn't disturb her.

The Empress? Even worse, because of Rong Momo's matter, she must be in a bad mood, and besides, they don't get along; she doesn't want to provoke that bad luck.

Consort Yu? Probably not either; at this hour, Consort Yu is probably chanting scriptures.

Consort Zhen? That should be okay; she usually gets along quite well with Consort Zhen, so she'll talk to her. But... what should they talk about?

Consort Ling thought seriously for a moment, then her eyes lit up again. In a month, it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday; she could ask her what birthday gift she plans to give the Empress Dowager.

After thinking it over, Consort Ling changed her serving maid and ordered, "Quickly help me with my makeup and dressing. I'm going to Consort Zhen's place."

"Yes, Your Highness." The maid helped Consort Ling up and led her to the dressing mirror. Through the flickering candlelight, Consort Ling clearly saw herself in the bronze mirror, her fair face flushed slightly.

Chapter 085-089 Two Consorts, Two Flights!

"Ertai, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Ertai didn't speak and seemed lost in thought, Consort Zhen broke the silence first and asked curiously.

"Hmm?" Ertai pulled his thoughts back from the colorful wolfish aura and smiled slightly at Consort Zhen. "I was thinking, why would a beauty like you have to come to the palace to be such a dangerous undercover agent?"

Hearing Ertai praise her beauty, Consort Zhen's pretty face blushed. Involuntarily, she recalled the passion and heat between the two of them just now. Her heart burned, and her face felt as hot as if she had a high fever. Consort Zhen slightly averted her gaze, her pearly teeth lightly biting her red lips, and said shyly, "I'm nowhere near as pretty as you say."

Though she said this, her heart was filled with sweetness, like she'd drunk honey.

"Yes, yes, my dear You'er is the most beautiful," Ertai chuckled, kissing Consort Zhen's blushing cheek.

She became even more shy, like a young girl in love receiving praise from her lover for the first time.

Consort Zhen was a woman with a dual nature. Normally dignified and aloof, she possessed the air of a noble consort, making her unapproachable. But in bed, she was wild and untamed, wildly and passionately responding to or actively seducing men to thrust into her. Even more so, during the aftercare, hearing the praise from the man who had possessed her, she would reveal a girlish shyness. Such a complex yet alluring quality combined in one person—how could a man not be driven mad!

Ertai, a modern-day time traveler, often heard men online say that the women who could best arouse a man's desire were the epitome of a seductive temptress in bed and a chaste and virtuous woman outside.

Consort Zhen was precisely that kind of woman. Unlike Ertai's other women, who deliberately maintained a feminine shyness while rolling around in bed, secretly seeking thrills beneath their conservative exterior, Consort Zhen was the complete opposite. She not only flaunted herself with various alluring poses to stimulate a man's visual senses, but she would even actively push men down, 'riding' them to seek a wild release.

How could such a wild woman not make a man irresistible? Imagine, a man conquering a woman, a man pushing a woman down—isn't that a manifestation of masculine charm? And in the frenzy of seeking physical stimulation, the woman is completely subdued by the man's power, and in turn, she frantically pushes the man down—isn't that the most vivid interpretation of masculine charm?

It must be said that after this encounter, both men became deeply infatuated with each other's bodies, yearning for another whirlwind of passion to achieve a perfect yet frenzied union of body and soul!

However, even the strongest man needs a buffer period afterward, especially before the next onslaught. Necessary caresses are beneficial for stimulating and enhancing the next encounter, deepening and broadening the connection between body and soul, spirit and flesh!

Ertai's mouth was on Consort Zhen's nipple, his tongue teasing and provoking it, as he mumbled the question from before, "You'er, why did you come to the palace as a spy?"

Consort Zhen cupped Ertai's cheeks in her hands, her fingers tracing his earlobes. Her eyes were half-closed, and she uttered soft moans, replying, "For revenge!"

Even in her groans, those four simple words carried a chilling undertone, and a deep resentment flickered in her hazy eyes.

Her tone was so cold that even Ertai, engrossed in his work on Consort Zhen's ample bosom, felt a chill. He stopped, looking up at Consort Zhen with confusion. He had assumed she was merely a confidante of the Fourteenth Prince, a pawn planted in the palace, carrying out his orders.

Seeing Ertai looking at her, Consort Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "Since you already know my identity and have taken my body, I won't hide it from you anymore. My grandfather is Hu Zhongzao."

"Hu Zhongzao?" Ertai's mouth dropped open in surprise, and he asked hesitantly, "Is it the same Hu Zhongzao who held the high-ranking position of Grand Secretary of the Inner Cabinet?"

"Yes." Tears welled up in Consort Zhen's eyes, appearing particularly desolate in the dim candlelight.

Ertai saw Consort Zhen's lips trembling slightly, and her delicate body beneath him quivering violently. His heart ached, and he recalled a scene from his high school history textbook: the Hu Zhongzao case, the largest literary inquisition of the Qianlong era, which supposedly implicated tens of thousands of people. However, the specific reasons for Hu Zhongzao's downfall were not mentioned much in the history textbook.

"Your grandfather was implicated in a literary inquisition. Did he write some rebellious poem?" Ertai asked. He suddenly noticed a layer of hatred in Consort Zhen's eyes as she looked at him. Realizing he had slipped up and touched a sore spot, he stammered, "I, I, that's not what I meant. I—"

Consort Zhen turned her head away from Ertai, interrupting him with an increasingly cold tone, "If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason."

"Find fault?" Ertai murmured, repeating those four words. Could the history textbook be wrong?

"Yes, it was a trumped-up charge. My grandfather was a protégé of Lord Ortai and held the position of Grand Secretary of the Inner Cabinet. At that time, Ortai and Zhang Tingyu had a feud and formed their own factions, scheming against each other. My grandfather was forced into this, which made him disliked by the dog Emperor Qianlong. He secretly ordered the governor of Guangxi to collect the examination questions my grandfather had set and the poems he had collected and written when he was the education commissioner of Guangxi, searching for anti-Qing remarks. Later, he summoned his ministers and selected one of my grandfather's poems, 'A Heartfelt Discussion on the Turbid and the Pure,' saying that adding the word 'turbid' to the name of the country, 'Qing,' was absurd." "Heart? They slandered my grandfather, accusing him of defaming the court, secretly plotting against the previous dynasty, and expressing numerous rebellious and resentful words."

Consort Zhen's expression grew increasingly resentful, almost clenching her teeth as she spoke, "That dog of an emperor executed my grandfather and our clansmen, and also beheaded or exiled at least 30,000 people connected to him—friends, teachers, neighbors, those who published or purchased manuscripts, those involved in printing and engraving—and their female relatives were all exiled to Ningguta to be enslaved by the soldiers. Tell me, how could I not hate such a blood feud? How could I not seek revenge?"

"It must be avenged! Such an irreconcilable hatred cannot go unpunished!" Listening to Consort Zhen's narration, Ertai's eyes also welled up with tears, and he roared with intense anger. He was a modern-day transmigrator, with no affection for the Qing Dynasty, and what he loathed most was the despicable literary inquisition. Sometimes, when his youthful fervor flared, he wished he could dig up the graves of Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong, and grind their bones to dust!

"You also think this revenge is deserved?" Seeing Ertai's indignation, Consort Zhen cast a questioning and slightly disdainful glance at him.

Receiving Consort Zhen's complex gaze, Ertai simply ignored it and replied, "You don't need to look at me like that. Although I am the Emperor's bodyguard, I am also a man of flesh and blood. You are already my woman, your revenge is my revenge, and I will avenge you."

Hearing Ertai's righteous and impassioned promise, for a fleeting moment, a touch of emotion welled up in Consort Zhen's heart, but it vanished without a trace. She had suffered too much these past years; she never trusted a man's words.

Just as the Fourteenth Prince had inadvertently saved her and her sister's lives, Consort Zhen was deeply grateful to him. Little did she know, the Fourteenth Prince had only used her as a pawn. From the day he saved her, he hired countless tutors to teach her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and even hired top courtesans to teach her seductive arts to seduce and bewitch men.

Years later, the Fourteenth Prince used his connections to ensure Consort Zhen won the imperial concubine selection, and later gained the Emperor Qianlong's favor, gradually climbing to the high position of Imperial Concubine. But glory and status could never erase the hatred in Consort Zhen's heart. She constantly sought an opportunity to assassinate Qianlong, but she could never bring herself to do it. On one hand, Qianlong was too cunning; on the other hand, the perverse rules of the Qing Dynasty made it impossible for her to act.

This extremely perverse rule was that whenever the emperor and empress consummated their relationship, a dedicated eunuch would be present, holding the emperor's daily log, recording the process and even the details of their actions. Even more perversely, the number and manner of the empress's moans during arousal were meticulously recorded. Rumor had it that there were even people specifically tasked with verifying this. If, during this process, the empress, in her excitement, uttered any seductive words, she would be condemned as promiscuous.

Therefore, due to the presence of the attending eunuchs and the presence of guards outside the room, Consort Zhen dared not act. She hated Qianlong intensely; if she killed him now, she would surely be stabbed to death by the swarming guards—wouldn't that be considered a suicide pact with Qianlong?

She despised such a thing, and thus endured humiliation until this day. Fortunately, not long after, Qianlong was poisoned and became a bastard.

"You'er, I will definitely avenge you." Seeing Consort Zhen remain silent for a long time, her delicate body trembling violently, her expression filled with grief and indignation, clearly recalling the hatred and bitterness of the past, he hugged Consort Zhen tightly and solemnly promised.

In fact, his words were not unfounded. After his transmigration and rebirth, Ertai and Qianlong no longer had the subordinate subject-subject relationship. In fact, to some extent, Ertai would be the kind of person Qianlong wanted to get rid of the most. He had cuckolded Qianlong!

Although Qianlong was now retired and did not often visit the harem, sooner or later, he would discover Ertai's 'affair' with his concubines. At that time, unable to bear the shame, Qianlong would definitely order the execution of Ertai and the concubines he had been with, and might even exterminate Ertai's entire family!

Therefore, to some extent, Ertai and Consort Zhen were on the opposite side of Qianlong. In order to protect himself, his women, and his family, Ertai would inevitably fight Qianlong to the death!

Before this, Ertai needed to quickly cultivate his own power. Although his power might not be enough to rival Qianlong's entire empire, it would at least ensure his own safety, as well as the lives of his women and family, under Qianlong's wrath. He already had a plan in mind. The most important thing now was to achieve great merit, using the Empress Dowager's connections to get Qianlong to promote and give him important positions, thereby increasing his influence among officials and secretly building his own power.

For a moment, Ertai and Consort Zhen were each lost in their own thoughts, embracing each other without saying a word.

Meanwhile, after a routine and tedious dressing and grooming process, half an hour later, Consort Ling, surrounded by maids, eunuchs, and guards, walked gracefully towards Consort Zhen's courtyard.

About ten minutes later, Consort Ling and her entourage arrived at the entrance of Consort Zhen's courtyard. The accompanying eunuch was about to shout, "Consort Ling has arrived!" when Consort Ling waved her hand to stop him. The eunuch abruptly shut his mouth, his face turning red from the suddenness of the event.

The kind-hearted Consort Ling smiled and said to the eunuch, "It's so late, perhaps Consort Zhen has already gone to sleep. Let's not announce her arrival. You wait outside, I'll go in by myself."

"Your Highness, perhaps I should go in with you," the night watch maid Caixia quickly offered, hearing that Consort Ling wanted to go in alone.

"No need, I'm just going in to chat with Consort Zhen. I'll be out in a little while. You can wait outside," Consort Ling smiled at Caixia, indicating that she appreciated Caixia's kindness.

The concubines in the imperial harem were always jealous and scheming against each other. Although they addressed each other as sisters with smiles in public, they harbored deep resentment and plotted against each other behind each other's backs. Therefore, when a concubine visited another, she would always bring a maid with her. This served several purposes: firstly, to enhance her own presence; secondly, to provide assistance or support during awkward conversations; and thirdly, to act as witnesses should anything go wrong.

However, Consort Ling felt this was unnecessary. She simply wanted to have a private chat with Consort Zhen, and there was no need to make a big fuss and complicate a simple matter, thus losing sight of her true intentions.

Seeing Consort Ling's resolute attitude, Caixia could only nod and say "yes," but she still watched Consort Ling's graceful figure as she walked towards Consort Zhen's courtyard with lingering worry.

Consort Ling entered the inner courtyard of Consort Zhen's residence and found it eerily quiet. Not only were there no guards, but even the eunuchs and maids on night duty were absent.

She couldn't help but feel a little strange, and her curiosity intensified. Humans are inherently driven by a desire to explore and a thirst for knowledge; the more something is unattainable or unknown, the more one wants to obtain or understand it.

Consort Ling walked to the door of Consort Zhen's outer room, gently pushed it open, and tiptoed inside. In the dim candlelight, she was surprised to find a eunuch lying on the soft carpet, fast asleep.

He seemed completely oblivious to her arrival, continuing to snore loudly. Consort Ling recognized him as Consort Zhen's confidant, Lian Gui, but... why was he sleeping so soundly in the outer room?

Generally speaking, eunuchs were not allowed to stand guard in the concubines' chambers at night, not even in the outer rooms. They had to stand outside the outer room awaiting orders, while the guards were stationed in the courtyard, protecting the concubines' chambers from a distance.

This... this is really strange!

Consort Ling grew increasingly suspicious. She didn't wake Lian Gui, but instead walked around him towards the corridor connecting the outer and inner chambers. Pushing open the corridor door, she walked along the narrow corridor lined with candlelight. For no reason, Consort Ling's heart began to pound faster.

A woman's strong sixth sense told her that something was about to happen...

As she approached the inner chamber door, through the thin crack, she noticed that Consort Zhen's room was lit with candlelight. Although she couldn't see clearly inside, Consort Ling guessed that Consort Zhen was probably inside.

She gently knocked on the door and softly called out, "Sister Zhenfei, are you there? Your elder sister has come to see you."

Though her voice was soft, it carried clearly in the quiet night. Inside, Ertai and Zhenfei were embracing each other naked. Upon hearing Lingfei's voice, both were startled, especially Zhenfei, who instinctively cried out in alarm, "Ah!"

This sound was much louder than Lingfei's, and Lingfei outside heard it clearly. She was puzzled, not understanding why Zhenfei had reacted so strongly, but her growing curiosity made her push open the door to Zhenfei's inner chamber without waiting for Zhenfei to say, "Please come in, elder sister."

"Ah!"

The moment she opened the door, Lingfei also let out the exact same cry as Zhenfei. In the dim candlelight, she clearly saw the flustered Ertai and the equally flustered Zhenfei—both naked—embracing, or rather, entwined—and their private parts seemed to be—joined together!

In an instant, Consort Ling froze. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, pinching her arm hard with her small hand. Feeling a piercing pain, she realized that this wasn't a dream; it was all real.

But... Ertai and Consort Zhen were completely unrelated. When did they... Heavens... Wasn't Consort Zhen just like her... both imperial concubines...? How could

this be? Heavens, someone tell me, what on earth happened?

Consort Ling's heart pounded wildly. Her face flushed, she stood there, momentarily forgetting whether she should leave the room or sternly reprimand the two.

But... in her stunned silence, Consort Zhen, realizing what had happened, pushed Ertai away, frantically grabbed the clothes piled haphazardly on the bed, hastily covering her private parts without even putting them on.

Ertai, pushed away by Consort Zhen, withdrew his enormous penis from her vagina. It stood erect, clearly larger than the one Consort Ling had seen and touched at the family banquet that day.

And... why did Consort Ling feel that seeing Ertai's captivating penis involuntarily brought back memories of their passionate caresses at the family banquet, and the fantasies of Ertai's penis entering her vagina half an hour earlier?

Suddenly, the restlessness and lust within Consort Ling, which had subsided slightly, flared up again, a hundred times stronger than before. The burning sensation made her somewhat delirious, and her vagina felt completely soaked, as if flooded.

"You—" Consort Ling's eyes widened, suppressing the intense urge to release, trying to rebuke the two men with a stern face. But as soon as the words left her lips, she realized her throat was burning, hoarse.

Embarrassed, she had no choice but to abandon her plan to lecture the two. She tried to turn and leave the room, but was surprised to find her legs incredibly heavy, as if filled with lead. Even taking a small step was extremely difficult. Or perhaps, she—didn't want to, or didn't wish to leave?

At this moment, Consort Ling was extremely conflicted; she didn't know what to do. Meanwhile, Ertai and Consort Zhen exchanged quick glances, both asking each other how to resolve this awkward situation. Ertai no longer cared about cursing the damned Lian Guizai for his antics; he needed to deal with the current predicament as soon as possible.

"What should we do?" Ertai mouthed to Consort Zhen.

"How should I know? You're a man; this is your job," Consort Zhen mouthed back, giving Ertai a sidelong glance.

Ertai's eyes darted around, and he smiled, saying, "My approach might not be so peaceful."

Consort Zhen was startled. "You're going to kill her?"

"What are you thinking? Consort Ling is my aunt. I cherish her too much to kill her. However, my aunt has discovered our secret. There's only one way to prevent her from revealing it."

"What way?" Consort Zhen asked anxiously. She was more worried than Ertai. She was Qianlong's concubine, and Consort Ling had discovered her affair with a courtier. If Consort Ling told Qianlong, she would have several heads to lose.

"Capture her and bring her into our ranks." A wicked smile appeared on Ertai's lips.

"This..." Seeing Ertai's expression, Consort Zhen immediately understood. Ertai wanted to commit incest with her aunt... Although it was a forced act, it was...

She was conflicted. On one hand, she agreed that Ertai's idea was the best solution, but she had just been intimate with him. Although she didn't yet feel much love for him, he had taken her body and given her immense pleasure, so she naturally wanted to possess him exclusively and not share him with other women.

At the same time, she suddenly realized that when she heard Ertai wanted to take Consort Ling away from her, a faint pang of jealousy rose within her. Although the feeling wasn't strong, it was definitely there, causing her to question her own heart. Why did she feel this way? Could it be...?

Consort Zhen blushed. She didn't dwell on it. The situation was too urgent; she couldn't afford to hesitate. Once Consort Ling left her palace, no one could predict what would happen next.

Despite his extreme displeasure, he still made up his mind and stammered, "Alright—"

Seeing that Consort Zhen agreed, Ertai was overjoyed. He had long coveted his concubine, a fact well-known to readers. In Chapter 001 of this book, Ertai had already molested his concubine's underwear. Now, Ertai could no longer wait; he felt the same way as the readers, almost going crazy with pent-up desire! As

soon as Consort Zhen finished speaking, he seemed to have springs in his body, leaping naked off the bed. Before his heels even touched the ground, he rushed towards Consort Ling, grabbing her body that he found so alluring. His large hands, impatient and restless, began to caress and roam over his concubine's voluptuous body.

"No, no, Ertai, no, let me go—" Consort Ling instinctively covered her breasts with her arms as soon as Ertai grabbed her, blushing as she spoke.

Although she had once shared a passionate caress with Ertai, she never imagined that in front of Consort Zhen, Ertai would so eagerly embrace her and grope her. Shyly, she struggled against Ertai, while her mind kept replaying the pleasure she had experienced with him that day, a strange thrill and excitement rising within her...

"Auntie, I've liked you for a long time, just give yourself to me. Besides, you suddenly barged in and discovered our secret, it's fate, Auntie, fate cannot be defied." Ertai shamelessly whispered in Consort Ling's ear, elevating their relationship to the level of destiny.

"What fate? I didn't see your secret, Ertai, please let me go, we can't be together, I'm your auntie!" Consort Ling said, her face flushed. *I've

finally managed to hold you again, I'm not going to be stupid enough to let go so easily, this is a rare opportunity.* The fragrance emanating from Consort Ling fueled Ertai's lust, and he impatiently began unbuttoning her dress.

"No—!" Consort Ling twisted her body, trying to evade Ertai's advances. "Ertai, let me go! I'm still your aunt, after all."

Being embracing Ertai, who was so much younger than her and her nephew, in such intimate contact, especially in front of another concubine—Consort Zhen—made Consort Ling feel strangely excited, yet also strangely thrilled.

Ertai's embrace was too tight; no matter how much Consort Ling struggled, she couldn't escape. She could only plead, "Ertai, let me go! We can't do this! Besides, Consort Zhen is still here!"

Hearing this, Ertai felt like jumping for joy. From Consort Ling's words, it seemed she didn't object to being with him, but was only shyly refusing because Consort Zhen was present.

Of course, whether Consort Ling truly thought this way, the author doesn't know. All that's known is that Ertai believed it; ignoring Consort Ling's resistance, he scooped up her plump body and quickly carried her to the bed.

Meanwhile, Consort Zhen, having hastily dressed, walked to Ertai and Consort Ling's side and said sourly, "This bed is for you two. I'll go keep watch."

She had just heard Ertai's affectionate declaration to Consort Ling and felt somewhat uncomfortable. She fled the room as if in a panic, slamming the door shut behind her.

Ertai wanted to say, "Let's all come together," but seeing Consort Zhen's resolute attitude, he ultimately didn't say it, letting her quickly leave the room.

The moment Consort Ling's heart pounded with panic as Consort Zhen left and closed the door, she knew she was now likely doomed to be in Ertai's clutches. At the same time, gazing at Ertai's handsome face, her eyes kept darting to his erect penis, a growing sense of anticipation rising within her. Ertai

held her in his arms, one hand around her neck, the other cradling her round, firm buttocks, kneading and caressing them intermittently. Even the short distance between them and the bed sent a jolt of pleasure through Consort Ling, her body tingling and tingling, a wave of electric currents coursing through her, allowing her to experience a blissful release.

That place was truly damp. With each step Ertai took, her body trembled, and her mysterious, alluring vulva emitted soft, gurgling sounds of vaginal discharge. This made Consort Ling feel unbearably shy, wishing she could disappear into the ground, yet simultaneously yearning for Ertai's penis to enter her body and allow her to release herself hysterically! The sounds emanating

from Consort Ling's garden were like heavenly music to Ertai's ears. He knew it was his aunt's cry for his penetration, and his heart leaped with joy. He quickly walked to the bedside and gently laid Consort Ling face up on it.

"Aunt, I love you so much." As soon as he put Consort Ling down, Ertai eagerly pounced on her full body, his body twisting violently, his large hands constantly caressing and roaming over her fleshy form.

"Ertai, no, you can't—" Consort Ling's face flushed red, her body writhing like a snake, trying to escape Ertai's advances.

"Auntie, you smell so good, I love it—" Ertai took several deep breaths of the fragrance.

Looking at the usually noble, dignified, and alluring young woman, Consort Ling, her body limp beneath him, Ertai felt an immense surge of pride. His lustful hands, no longer content with roaming Consort Ling's smooth back, suddenly moved to her full, snow-white breasts when she wasn't looking.

"Ertai, don't... um, not there... don't touch me like that..."

"Good aunt, I like it here, let me touch it..." Feeling the smooth, full, soft, yet not firm breasts in his hands, Ertai's excitement was palpable. At first, his movements were gentle and tender, but gradually, Ertai's large hands, kneading Consort Ling's breasts, increased the pressure.

Consort Ling, lost in the throes of Ertai's caresses, felt a sharp pain in her breasts and involuntarily opened her cherry-like mouth, crying out, "It hurts... Stop rubbing me..."

Looking at his aunt, Consort Ling, beneath him, his delicate brows furrowed slightly. Her jade-like face was tense, showing signs of pain. Ertai felt a pang of heartache and hurriedly released her hand, his eyes filled with sincerity as he said apologetically, "Auntie... you're too beautiful... I couldn't control myself... that's why..."

Feeling Ertai's hand move away from her breasts, Consort Ling felt a faint sense of loss, and this feeling gradually intensified. Finally, she couldn't help but grasp Ertai's large hand with her small one, trembling yet eagerly caressing her breasts.

"Auntie, you...?" Before Ertai could react, he suddenly realized his hand was back on Consort Ling's chest, and... it was being caressed by her small hand.

Seeing the burning gaze that Ertai cast upon her, Consort Ling shyly turned her head away, licking her red lips and uttering words she could never have dreamed of saying, "Ertai, just now—um—it felt so—so—comfortable—"

Ertai was slightly stunned, then overjoyed. His aunt's words clearly meant she didn't object to his caresses.

Excited, Ertai suddenly lowered his head, his thick lips eagerly searching for his aunt's fragrant lips. He kissed her, he kissed her! Ertai's heart pounded wildly. He finally kissed his aunt's red lips again.

They were warm and soft, just like his aunt's personality—gentle and captivating! His lips moved rapidly, eager to part her lips and let his tongue explore her mouth.

"Mmm... Ah... No..."

Accompanied by a slight tremor in her delicate body, Lingfei's mouth occasionally emitted soft moans that fascinated Ertai. She only offered a token resistance a few times, but under Ertai's slightly rough movements, she gave up and let Ertai's wet, hot tongue slip into her fragrant mouth, chasing after her own tongue, which seemed to have been prepared for him or already belonged to him, entwining and lingering.

At first, Consort Ling was passively led and responded to Ertai. Shy and hesitant, her movements were somewhat timid. But later, as waves of pleasure washed over her and she became uncontrollably infatuated, her actions became more proactive and bold. She actively extended her red tongue, its smooth, delicate tip hooking Ertai's tongue, circling it in regular and irregular patterns around the center of his mouth.

Like a greedy infant, she sucked on Ertai's tongue with all her might. Sometimes, Ertai, overwhelmed by her kisses, would make a move to withdraw, only to be startled by the passionate Consort Ling and swallowed and entangled once more.

"Ah!"

Ertai suddenly cried out, pulling his tongue back from Consort Ling's mouth. She had kissed him too hastily; her slightly sharp teeth had bitten his tongue hard, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

"Auntie, be gentle! Are you going to bite my tongue off?" Ertai grimaced in pain.

"Hehe, this is retribution for trying to harm your own auntie, hmph." Consort Ling looked at Ertai with hazy eyes and said sweetly.

Shock!

Another unexpected turn of events. Ertai was already surprised that Consort Ling didn't object to him taking her, but now, under his teasing, she actually... said something... the kind of thing lovers say when they're in the throes of passion.

Could it be... that Consort Ling has also fallen for him?

Ertai was overjoyed. If that were true, it would be wonderful. Only by making love with a woman he loved could he experience that extreme pleasure, a perfect fusion of spirit and flesh, soul and soul! Overwhelmed

with excitement, Ertai was unable to control himself. He desperately wanted to possess Consort Ling, and he wanted her to know that her nephew, Ertai, was a virile man who could provide her with immense physical and emotional satisfaction!

Thinking this, Ertai's blood boiled, and almost every cell in his body was aroused. His blood surging, he lowered his head again and kissed his consort's fragrant lips. His large hands swiftly untied her dress and bodice, effectively releasing her two incredibly beautiful, snow-white breasts.

His hands moved rapidly, sometimes touching her left breast and nipple, sometimes kneading her right, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Completely aroused by Ertai, and desperately wanting to release her pent-up desires, Consort Ling did something Ertai could never have imagined—she actually—proactively reached out a small, fair, and delicate hand, slowly groping towards Ertai's lower abdomen. Then—trembling and slightly awkward—she grasped Ertai's erect penis, gently, softly, rhythmically following the frequency of Ertai's caresses of her breasts, playing with his penis.

'Hiss!'

Just the slight movement of his penis in Consort Ling's small hand made Ertai involuntarily tilt his head back and gasp several times. The feeling was too wonderful, too stimulating, especially since the woman playing with his penis—was the very Consort Ling, whom he admired, respected, and loved most!

"So stimulating!" A sudden, indescribable tingling, itching, and swelling sensation surged through Ertai's penis. In the blink of an eye, this feeling spread throughout his entire body, leaving his mind blank and his heart burning with an unbearable itch. His movements were completely out of his control; the animalistic instinct to mate compelled him to reach out and explore his aunt's mysterious area.

"Ertai...so comfortable...ah..." Just the touch of Ertai's fingertips to her little beauty hole was enough to make Consort Ling shudder violently, and a passionate moan escaped her lips.

"My aunt's beauty hole is so wet." This was Ertai's exclamation as he touched it with his entire hand, and it was indeed true. Even through several layers of thick bindings, the fluid from Consort Ling's beauty hole had seeped out, soaking Ertai's palm.

Meanwhile, Consort Ling's vaginal fluids aroused Ertai's most primal animalistic instincts. When he smelled the alluring scent emanating from her body, Ertai's long-suppressed primal desires erupted. He vigorously rubbed his concubine's vulva while simultaneously using the hand that had caressed her breasts to quickly remove her outer garments.

Soon, the beautiful Consort Ling was only wearing a small undergarment and panties. At this moment, in Ertai's eyes, Consort Ling was a sexy goddess, everything about her was incredibly beautiful and captivating!

Although Consort Ling was middle-aged, she was maintained like a woman in her twenties. Her skin was snow-white and radiant, and due to the previous stimulation, it was tinged with a brilliant rosy glow, like the tender pink skin of a newborn baby. Her sexy lingerie added a touch of wild, fiery charm to her dignified and beautiful appearance.

Consort Ling noticed Ertai's burning gaze fixed on her private parts, especially when he saw the wet patch on her trousers left from passion. Her face flushed crimson, and she hastily tried to cover herself with her arms.

But she clearly forgot that a woman only has two private parts; covering the top only exposed the bottom. After trying this several times, Consort Ling felt that Ertai's gaze hadn't lessened but had intensified. So she stopped trying to hide and instead allowed her beautiful body to be fully exposed, letting Ertai see to his heart's content.

The complete surrender and utter abandon of Consort Ling further aroused Ertai. He forgot all about flirting, his hands working rapidly. One hand pushed Consort Ling's bodice up to her neck, revealing her two large, red, and tender breasts; the other hand ripped off her panties, leaving them hanging on her thighs. Then, with an impatient thrust, he plunged his nearly bursting penis into Consort Ling's already soaking wet vagina.

"...Ah!"

The moment her vagina received Ertai's penis, Consort Ling felt a tearing pain and involuntarily cried out in agony.

Ertai's entry was too hasty; he forgot the size of his penis and his aunt's capacity, uncontrollably extending to the very bottom, instantly filling her vagina completely, while his hard, hot glans pressed directly against her clitoris.

"Ertai, take it out! It's too big, too thick, I can't take it... Ah..." Consort Ling cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. She felt as if her body was being pierced through with each thrust of Ertai's penis.

Seeing his concubine's pitiful, tear-streaked face, Ertai was completely captivated. He lowered his head and gently sucked on her ear, his large hands constantly caressing her body to distract her, comforting her, "Consort, I'll take it slow, okay? It'll be more comfortable later."

"No, no, I won't listen to you! You don't care about me at all! Take it out!" Consort Ling cried anxiously.

Now that it was inside, only a fool would take it out. Ertai, of course, wasn't a fool, so he didn't take it out. Instead, he kissed his concubine while his large hands continuously caressed and teased her cheeks, neck, breasts, and clitoris, his penis gently thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Ertai...no...pull it out quickly...it hurts so much down there..."

At first, Consort Ling resisted strongly, but later, she gradually got used to the strength and thickness of Ertai's penis. At the same time, she also liked the extreme pleasure brought by Ertai's big thing filling her beautiful hole. This pleasure was something she had never experienced before. It was so fascinating and satisfying that she wanted it to continue.

"Ertai...um...faster...faster...I want...ah..." Consort Ling's face was flushed with embarrassment. She never dreamed that one day she would lose herself under her nephew Ertai, begging his big penis to thrust into her quickly. She never thought that she would be unable to suppress the incoherent words that made her blush from the depths of her heart.

“Good Ertai…Auntie’s…it’s so…itchy…so…so…I want you…faster…give…give…Auntie to relieve the itch…ah…Auntie wants…you…ah…”

“Good Auntie, where do you want me?” Hearing his usually noble and dignified auntie, with just a slight thrust from him, involuntarily express her desire for him, Ertai couldn’t help but want to tease her.

“Oh…Ertai…you, you…you’re so naughty…ah…you have to…make me…say…um…it can’t be…that…that…it’s so…embarrassing…I don’t want to say it…” Consort Ling twisted her delicate body shyly. Although she was deeply moved, how could she say such embarrassing words to her nephew?

However, Ertai had a mischievous nature. Seeing that his aunt was too shy to speak, he mischievously stopped his lower body movements, but left his engorged penis inside her wet and sweet little hole, filling it completely.

"Good Ertai... dear nephew... stop teasing me... hurry up and move, okay..." Seeing that Ertai refused to move, Consort Ling, who was itching with desire, couldn't help but hug Ertai's buttocks with both hands, while her own buttocks moved forward from time to time, letting her tight little hole play with Ertai's big cock back and forth.

However, such slight movements could not compare to Ertai's fierce and violent actions. After struggling to ask for a while, Consort Ling felt that the fire in her body not only did not extinguish, but instead rose even higher. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her red lips shyly, and begged again, "Good Ertai, good nephew, um... please... please do it like before... um... with me... okay..."

Seeing that Consort Ling, who was usually quiet and shy, could actually say such words and beg him to thrust into her, Ertai was very pleased. He thought that Consort Ling must have really fallen in love with his big meat stick. Just look at her longing expression. So Ertai stopped teasing her. He lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, and took his aunt's beautiful breasts into his mouth, biting, licking, and sucking for a while. Then he laughed and said, "Aunt, I'll make you feel good now."

As he spoke, Ertai played with and kneaded his aunt's breasts with both hands, while his lower body began to thrust rapidly as before. Feeling the long-lost pleasure return to her body, Consort Ling couldn't help but let out a series of confused cries due to the intense arousal.

"Ertai...good man...my dear nephew...ah...you're making...auntie...feel so good...ah...auntie...can't...take it...ah...I'm going to...fly...fly...ah..."

Consort Ling laboriously wrapped her limp legs around Ertai's waist, her beautiful feet, still clad in white stockings, gently dangling on Ertai's calves. As Ertai manipulated her, Consort Ling's delicate body trembled and shook incessantly, and her beautiful feet, dangling on Ertai's calves, couldn't help but gently rub against Ertai's skin.

Feeling the tingling sensation on his calves, Ertai turned his head and saw Consort Ling's beautiful little feet. He couldn't help but reach behind him and grasp his aunt's two beautiful feet, which swayed back and forth due to her trembling body, and gently caressed and played with them.

Ertai's caresses were skillful and greedy. Waves of pleasure emanating from her toes sent shivers down Lingfei's spine. With the sudden surge of desire within her, Lingfei's delicate opening instinctively contracted, gripping Ertai's large penis even tighter.

The union of their sensitive parts was almost seamless, giving Lingfei an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. Her beautiful feet trembled gently in Ertai's hands, her big toes constantly hooking and rubbing against his palms with each tremor, as if teasing him.

"Auntie, you're so horny..." Sensing his aunt's eager arousal, Ertai couldn't help but swear, grinning at her. Hearing her nephew's teasing, Lingfei's already flushed cheeks turned even redder and more

alluring. She quickly turned her head away, unable to look at Ertai's face, but her mouth uttered uncontrollable moans of passion from her increasingly restless body.

"Ertai... um... harder... Auntie wants... I want it so much... you... um... faster... ah... Auntie can't take it anymore... I'm going to... I'm going to... lose it... ah..."

Inside the room, passion was running high, while Consort Zhen, who was keeping watch in the corridor between the outer and inner rooms, was restless. Under Ertai's powerful thrusts, Consort Ling's undisguised loud moans reached Consort Zhen's ears, making the restlessness in her body hundreds of times stronger.

She secretly pressed her ear to the inner room door, quietly listening to Ertai's heavy breathing and Consort Ling's panting, sometimes like a nightingale singing, sometimes like an eagle soaring in the sky. Her mind kept fantasizing about the extremely intense stimulation and pleasure that Ertai brought to her body when he thrust into her. She couldn't help but use both hands to stroke and knead her breasts and vulva, one above the other.

“Ah…I want it too…Ertai, good brother…You’er wants it too…Give it to me…fuck me hard…I just…um…am, I am…your woman…”

“Hmph…bad Ertai…stinky Ertai…dead man…all you know is fucking your concubine…hmph…you forgot…well…you just…fucked…my…”

“Ertai, good…husband…come and fuck your…um…good You’er…my…ah…little beauty, beauty…my hole…ah ah…it’s so itchy…good, good…I miss…your…big, big…meat stick…um um um…” Consort

Zhen comforted herself and vented her own desires, her mind constantly picturing the intense pleasure and images of Ertai thrusting and pounding into her body. With the arousal in her body, she moaned and groaned, while complaining about Ertai from time to time.

But self-soothing, a mere formality, could hardly satisfy Consort Zhen's surging lust. Meanwhile, Consort Ling's cries from inside grew increasingly unrestrained, clearly indicating she was reaching the pinnacle of pleasure. This fueled Consort Zhen's intense resentment. "Why can she revel under Ertai, while I'm stuck here keeping watch for her pleasure?" she cried.

"No, I can't take it anymore!"

"Never mind, I have to go in!"

Burning with desire, Consort Zhen finally made up her mind. Ignoring the possibility of someone suddenly entering, she pushed open the inner room door and rushed inside.

Upon entering, Consort Ling's high-pitched moans became even clearer.

“Ertai…slower…oh no…faster…Auntie feels so…so good…”

“Ertai…um…good nephew…you’re going to…ah…Auntie…play, play…to…death…”

“No, no…that’s enough…Auntie is going to…ah…lost…ah…good Ertai…faster, faster…give me…love me…I want it…”

However, there was a screen in front of the bed in the inner room, and Consort Zhen could only imagine the erotic scene behind the screen based on Consort Ling’s increasingly urgent calls.

Consort Zhen tiptoed toward the screen, hid behind it, and slightly peeked her head in front of the screen, secretly observing the two people fighting fiercely on the bed.

From her perspective, Ertai was kneeling naked between Consort Ling’s legs with his back to her, his muscular buttocks swaying powerfully back and forth. A beautiful foot clad in a green embroidered shoe peeked out from the left shoulder, while a small, white foot revealed itself from the other shoulder, its toes curled up tightly. Although Lingfei's face couldn't be seen, one could imagine how alluring she looked.

Zhenfei was a woman who was very open about sex, and had secretly looked at a few erotic pictures before, but this was the first time she had seen such a close-up, live erotic scene. A strange feeling arose in her heart, and as Lingfei's small feet tensed and her moans became rapid and high-pitched, she, along with Lingfei, experienced another blissful climax.

Her body felt weak, but the restlessness in her heart grew stronger. Finally, unable to bear the intense desire within her, she abruptly stepped out from behind the screen, quickly walked to the bedside, and watched the scene unfold with a playful smile.

Consort Ling also saw Consort Zhen. Her face, already flushed with passion, turned even redder. While her body slumped weakly on the bed, enduring Ertai's thrusts, she whispered to Consort Zhen, "Consort Zhen, please make Ertai stop, I can't take it anymore—"

"Oh dear! How can I make Ertai stop? What's your relationship? I just heard him say he loves you so much, he wants to make love to you, hehehe," Consort Zhen said sourly, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Ertai's back.

Despite lacking eyes in the back of his head, the sharp-witted Ertai still felt a chill run through his body. He kept his mouth shut, not daring to say anything, but the trembling of his body caused his lower penis to thrust heavily into Consort Ling's honeyed orifice, causing Consort Ling to gasp in surprise.

Ertai's penis was long, hard, and thick, gripping Consort Ling's narrow, beautiful orifice tightly without a single gap. The glans touched the most sensitive spot deep within Consort Ling's body, sending a shiver through her body as if she had been electrocuted, leaving her limp and powerless.

With each thrust of Ertai, Consort Ling trembled all over. Her hands barely managed to push against Ertai's arms, her head tilted to one side, her dark hair scattered on the pillow like a cloud, her pink lips slightly parted, and her legs, pressed against Ertai's shoulders, kicked high with each thrust.

Ertai's penis was so long that each thrust penetrated her vagina deeply, making Consort Ling, who had already released countless times and was now limp, want to scream to release the overwhelming excitement in her heart!

"Ah... Ertai... so comfortable... Auntie is going to fly... ah... going to heaven... Consort Zhen... Ertai's... so... big... so thick... um... so... hot..." Consort Ling's cries became more and more obvious, and her consciousness became a little blurred. Ertai's hands grasped her pair of trembling breasts, and the confused Consort Ling couldn't help but rub her hands haphazardly on Ertai's arms. She pulled her legs back from Ertai's shoulders and instead wrapped them tightly around Ertai's waist, her nimble toes occasionally pushing downwards, hooking and teasing Ertai's legs.

Seeing Consort Ling's expression, Consort Zhen was also deeply aroused. She couldn't help but tighten her body, her hands roaming over her sensitive areas while mocking Consort Ling, "Sister Consort Ling, isn't Ertai's...it's big, isn't it? Hehe, can't take it anymore, huh? Look how wanton you are."

"Hmm...no...hiss...no...I'm not...it's...ah...comfortable...uh...I...I...can't take it...anymore...Consort Zhen...sister...quick...quick...save me..." Hearing Consort Zhen's teasing, Consort Ling felt utterly ashamed, but the intense pleasure made her gasp repeatedly. Her head was already propped up on the bed, her neck arching back, her buttocks rising forcefully to meet Ertai's increasingly intense thrusts.

As Consort Ling trembled, Ertai placed his hands on either side of her head, his lower body pressing tightly against her buttocks, spraying streams of hot, white fluid into her most sensitive honeypot. Consort

Ling propped her feet on the bed, her jade buttocks raised as high as possible, the flesh of her two round, snowy buttocks taut, her mouth wide open, pleading incessantly.

"Ah...it's so hot...it's burning me...I can't take it...ah...Consort Zhen, my dear...sister...please...save me...I'm going to be...um...burned to death by him...ah..."

Consort Ling leaned limply against Ertai's chest, letting Ertai's hands caress her full breasts, her little honey hole still contracting rhythmically, white fluid flowing down her beautiful, fair thighs, Consort Ling didn't want to move an inch.

"Hmph, only a ghost would save you! Look how happy you are!" At this moment, Consort Zhen jumped onto the bed, half-squatting beside Consort Ling's head, and said to Consort Ling with a mix of teasing and resentment, "Sister, I kindly went out to keep watch for you two, but you didn't care about my life at all. You drained Ertai dry, and I'm still uncomfortable here. What am I going to do?"

"I..." Consort Ling buried her head in the pillow in embarrassment, her face flushed and unable to speak. Ertai was about to make a great contribution!

She was Ertai's aunt, and now she was Ertai's woman. Seeing her embarrassed expression, Ertai naturally had to help her out. So Ertai pulled his penis out of Consort Ling's beautiful vagina, grabbed Consort Zhen's plump body, and rubbed his mouth against her earlobe, saying with a wicked smile, "I'm Ertai, how can I run out of water so quickly? Go get me some clean water, I'll wash myself up, and then I'll properly feed you."

"You're so annoying." As soon as her body was embraced by Ertai's hot arms, Consort Zhen felt an electric current running through her body. She gave Ertai a sour look, pouted her red lips, and looked unhappy, but she still quickly got out of bed and went to get Ertai clean water.

However, she muttered to herself, "Hmph, why should I clean up the remnants left behind after you two had your fun? Really."

After Consort Zhen left, Ertai gently lay on Consort Ling's body, turned her head, which was buried deep in the pillow, to face him, and looked at Consort Ling's beautiful face, flushed red after her orgasm, and felt intoxicated.

Smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from Consort Ling, he couldn't help but let his hands wander over her body again.

Regardless, this usually noble, dignified, and proper woman who had haunted his dreams was finally his. The thought of a noble consort being driven mad and ecstatic by him filled Ertai with immense pride. Consort Ling,

at this moment, was limp and weak, as if she had just experienced a great battle; her body was covered in fragrant sweat, and her skin still flushed with the blush of pleasure after lovemaking. Sensing that Ertai still seemed unsatisfied, groping her body, Consort Ling couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "You've already touched my body, haven't you had enough yet?"

Ertai chuckled, flatteringly replying, "No, not at all, Consort, your body smells so good, your skin feels incredibly smooth."

Consort Ling blushed shyly, playfully scolding, "You're such a smooth talker."

"By the way, Consort, was it me who made you feel good, or the Emperor?" Ertai suddenly asked with a mischievous grin.

"...You!" Consort Ling glared at Ertai, annoyed and embarrassed, secretly blaming him for bringing up such a sore spot. She was a dutiful woman from a respectable family, indoctrinated from childhood with the three obediences and four virtues, believing that a woman should be faithful to one man for life, staying with whomever she married. But now, she had been taken by her own nephew; how could she not feel guilty?

But... As she savored the exquisite peak of pleasure she had just experienced, Consort Ling thought to herself, although Ertai was much younger than her and her nephew, when they made love in bed, she felt a holistic bliss of mind and body that she had never experienced in over a decade.

The feeling was indescribable, yet irresistible; it was a true, profound catharsis and release from the deepest recesses of her soul. It was as if, in that instant, time and everything else ceased to exist; only the connection between their hearts, the union of their flesh, the fusion of their spirits, and the blending of their souls remained.

She had unknowingly fallen in love with this feeling!

"Alright, I won't ask anymore," Ertai said with a smile, sticking out his tongue as he noticed his aunt's slightly strange expression. A few minutes later, Ertai was full of energy again, his large member once more erect and proudly standing. His large eyes scanned Consort Ling's beautiful, fragrant body.

Feeling Ertai's burning gaze and seeing his erect penis, Consort Ling was utterly astonished. He... had just spent almost an hour with her, and after only a few minutes of rest, he was already full of energy again. What a lovable yet frightening little man!

"Auntie..." Ertai called softly.

"Mmm," Consort Ling responded softly, resting her head on Ertai's shoulder. Her soft body nestled in his arms. Suddenly, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness, and asked softly, "Ertai, do you think I'm a bad woman? You're my nephew, yet I'm with you..."

"No," Ertai quickly comforted Consort Ling, "You're the best woman in the world. It's all my fault, all my fault. Don't blame yourself." At the same time, he added with a hint of resentment and bitterness, "The Emperor is truly blessed to have married such a stunning beauty as you, yet he doesn't cherish you, marrying one woman after another, and constantly having affairs outside..."

"Ertai!" Consort Ling glared coldly at Ertai, stopping him from continuing. Her face showed worry and concern as she whispered, "You can't say things like that carelessly. Be careful, walls have ears."

Although her expression was extremely stern, Ertai knew she meant well and was deeply moved. He stopped himself from continuing, kissed Consort Ling's red lips, and promised, "Consort, I won't mention these things again."

"Hmm, that's good. That puts my mind at ease. After all..." Hearing Ertai's promise, Consort Ling's expression softened. She gently stroked Ertai's cheek, not finishing her sentence. She wanted to say, "After all, you're now my man. I don't want anything to happen to you."

But she was a conservative woman; having sex with her nephew was already beyond her tolerance. If she were to say that her nephew was her man, she would be mortified!

"Yes," Ertai nodded heavily, his expression solemn.

"Then—just now—when Auntie was with you—was I very impetuous?" Consort Ling's heart pounded, and she asked somewhat nervously, afraid that Ertai would misunderstand her as a very flirtatious and impetuous woman.

Ertai shook his head and said seriously, "Auntie, in my heart, you are like a goddess, dignified and generous. How could you think of yourself as an impetuous woman?"

"Oh." Consort Ling nodded lightly, her mind wandering, her beautiful eyes appearing somewhat lost and bewildered.

Not knowing what her aunt was thinking, Ertai put his arm around her fragrant shoulder and gently comforted her, "Xin'er, what are you thinking about?" Consort Ling's real name was Jingxin.

"You are not allowed to call Auntie like that. It's already good enough that you've gotten Auntie's body." Consort Ling came back to her senses and said coquettishly. But in her heart, she was thinking, Xin'er, that's so intimate. In her whole life, apart from her parents calling her that when she was a child, no one else has ever called her that. How cheesy.

However, while she feigned displeasure, the occasional smile that appeared on her lips betrayed her sweet heart.

"But we've already gone that far, what's wrong with calling you 'Xin'er'?" Ertai said shamelessly.

"Well... but... alright... but you have to promise to call me that in private, when no one's around." Lingfei finally gave in to Ertai's insistence and reluctantly agreed.

"Okay." Ertai nodded happily, becoming even more brazen. He even said with a mischievous grin, "Good aunt, you're the best! Could you call me 'husband' then?"

"You... scoundrel!" Lingfei glared at Ertai, thinking, "What kind of person is this? Calling my aunt 'Xin'er' is already nauseating enough, but he wants her to call him 'husband'? That's too much!"

But... hearing her nephew's impolite request, as an aunt, she should be very angry, but why couldn't she feel angry at all? That would have been one thing, perhaps due to her doting on her nephew, but why did she feel a slight panic, a touch of shyness, and even an inexplicable, strange feeling upon hearing Ertai's impolite request?

Driven by these complex emotions, Consort Ling actually spoke to her nephew in a flirtatious tone, "Ertai, you little rascal, you're not allowed to make such unreasonable demands of your aunt again, or I'll never see you again."

"Ah? Never see me again? Aunt, are you really willing to do that? Don't forget how much you liked me when I was on top of you—hehe." Ertai's mischievous smile deepened. "Ugh

, stop talking! If you say another word, I really will—" Consort Ling blushed.

"Really will what?"

"I'll—I won't talk to you anymore, so you'll never get to eat me again."

"Aunt, you're so ruthless! Truly, the most poisonous heart is a woman's!" Ertai exclaimed dramatically.

"Hmph, serves you right for being naughty. A little rascal like you deserves this punishment," Consort Ling said deliberately, her tone fierce.

"Since that's the case, then I'll eat my fill now, haha."

With that, Ertai took the opportunity to pry open Consort Ling's legs, his proud and erect penis eager to enter her honeyed orifice once more.

Before Consort Ling could react, she felt a heat beneath her as her nephew Ertai's erect penis entered her body again, just as roughly as the first time.

However, due to Ertai's large size and his vigorous thrusts, Consort Ling was still slightly sore. Ertai, showing no mercy, made her beg for mercy, "Ertai, you're so bad! Be gentle! You don't know how to be gentle with me at all! It hurts so much!"

"Ugh, Ertai, slow down..." "

Hmm, Ertai, are you only happy when you've killed your aunt?"

"Ertai, no..."

Under Ertai's intense thrusts, Consort Ling couldn't help but moan.

"Ah... Ertai... harder... Auntie feels... so... comfortable again..."

"Comfortable... good nephew... so beautiful... ah..."

"Good Ertai... how come you... do this so well... it's inserted... so, so... so deep... this time... all the way in... ah... so good... sigh... how can it be... so... comfortable... oh my god... how... how could I... become... like this... ah... so comfortable..."

At this moment, Consort Zhen, carrying a basin of water, pushed open the door and entered the room. Her heart had already flown to Ertai, thinking of quickly cleaning Ertai's penis before making love with him.

But as soon as she pushed open the door, she heard Consort Ling's high-pitched moans coming from inside again. Enraged, she threw the basin to the ground, stormed around the screen, climbed onto the bed, and pointed at Ertai and Consort Ling, who were busy with their own pleasure, saying angrily, "So, you two deliberately sent me away so you could have your own fun? Am I that unwelcome?"

"Hmph, if you're heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless too." Consort Zhen sniffed, gave a heavy 'humph,' and then suddenly moved behind Ertai, grabbing his buttocks with her small hands. Mischievously, she followed the rhythm of Ertai's thrusts into Consort Ling, forcefully pushing Ertai's buttocks, retaliating by increasing the force of Ertai's penis thrusting into Consort Ling's beautiful orifice.

Ertai was initially unfazed, but he hadn't expected Consort Zhen to suddenly appear behind him, using her small hands to push against his buttocks to help him manipulate Consort Ling. His penis thrust forward violently, the glans slamming into the deepest part of Consort Ling's vagina.

"Ah...!" Consort Ling cried out in pain from the force of the thrust.

"Hmph, so you two sneak around to seek pleasure, I'll torment you to death!" Seeing Consort Ling's pained cry, Consort Zhen became even more excited, her heart filled with the satisfaction of 'revenge.' She pushed Ertai's buttocks even harder.

"No... um... no... Consort Zhen... please, please... don't... do this... I can't... take it... ah..." Consort Ling pleaded. Ertai's penis was already strong enough, and now, with Consort Zhen's added force, how could the delicate and frail Consort Ling withstand it?

"Hmph." Consort Zhen snorted, ignoring Consort Ling's pleas, and continued her actions, thoroughly enjoying herself.

At the same time, she felt that this scene was too erotic, too stimulating. Although she was inherently very open about sex, even somewhat reckless, this was the first time she had experienced a scene with one man and two women. This made her already restless body even more agitated.

While pushing Ertai's buttocks against Consort Ling's body, she took her small, tender hands into her mouth, sucking them with a smacking sound. Feeling her fingers become wet, she inserted both hands into her already overflowing, wet vagina, thrusting in and out.

"Mmm...so good...harder...ahhh..."

Consort Zhen felt that watching the live sex show while masturbating was even more pleasurable than simply having sex with Ertai. Even using her usual method of self-pleasure, she felt a stimulation a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand times stronger than before.

The intense pleasure was like a prehistoric beast, rampaging wildly through her body. Coupled with the sour feeling in her heart, jealousy that Consort Ling could enjoy Ertai's pleasure while she could only relieve herself through self-pleasure, the extreme imbalance drove her to completely transform into a harlot. Her red lips were seductively parted, her fragrant tongue frantically sucking on her own red lips, and exaggerated moans, one higher than the next, floated out from her mouth.

“Ahhh…I’m going to die…I’m going to fly…It feels so good…It’s so exciting…Ertai, you’re such a good man…Please…I want you…come here…come and fuck me…my little pussy…it’s so…it’s so itchy…I want your…big…big cock…fuck me hard…my…cunt…”

“You bad Ertai…you stinky husband…you’re so bad…you’ve got your concubine…um…and forgotten your wife…you big bad guy…I can’t take it anymore…don’t…you’re always just fucking…your concubine…come and comfort my…little pussy too…please…”

"Ah...you naughty husband...come quickly...I...ahhh...I'm going to...come...come...to heaven...ah...I'm going to fly...come quickly

...

ahh

...

"Ertai... ahhh... Auntie can't take it anymore... I'm going to... I'm going to... lose it... harder... faster... harder... let Auntie feel good... um... lose it once... ahhh... Auntie is going to... go to heaven... I can't... I can't take it anymore... Ertai... your... it's too... too big..."

Consort Zhen was immediately displeased, thinking that Consort Ling was deliberately provoking her. Driven by a sour and increasingly unbalanced mentality, she exaggeratedly cried out, "Um um ahhh... so big, so good, so comfortable... ah... I want your... big meat stick... fuck my... little hole... come on..." until she drowned out Consort Ling's voice, only then did she feel a little more balanced, and she glanced at Consort Ling triumphantly.

The two women's jealous shouts and jeers were hilarious for Ertai. Anyone with sexual experience knows that the most alluring thing a woman can do during lovemaking is to let out a woman's passionate, intoxicating cries. Those incredibly seductive words seem to penetrate even the strongest fortress, sending a jolt of electricity through a man's body, an unparalleled pleasure.

One exceptional woman can drive a man crazy, but what about two exceptional women simultaneously uttering passionate cries? Ertai was experiencing this pleasure firsthand. The two women were competing, each determined to outshine the other, and Ertai himself was the most direct beneficiary!

Whether before or after his transmigration, this was the first time Ertai had ever experienced such stimulation. The unrestrained pleasure within him was almost overwhelming, causing waves of tingling and numbness in his lower back. A powerful surge of electricity coursed through his penis, causing the glans to throb and twitch uncontrollably.

He felt himself about to extinguish; the feeling was so intense that it left his mind blank. He desperately wanted to release and finish, but then he thought, no, he couldn't finish. He had finally enjoyed this blissful state; he couldn't let it slip like this, lest he leave a bad impression of 'incompetence' in front of the two newly-minted concubines.

He clenched his teeth, desperately trying to suppress the restless desire within him, but with little success. The more he suppressed it, the stronger the restlessness within him became, like a powerful spring; the harder he pressed, the greater the rebound, and soon he was on the verge of release.

"Damn it, why am I so out of control today!" Ertai cursed angrily in his heart, lamenting whether he was going to finish so uselessly.

At the same time, Consort Ling also felt the changes in Ertai's penis inside her. She was no longer a naive girl; from the continuous swelling of Ertai's penis and the increasingly hot glans, she knew that Ertai was about to finish.

"Ah... good... Er... Tai... it's... so deep... so beautiful..."

Lingfei, trembling uncontrollably from the heat of Ertai's engorged glans, also felt the changes in her body. A tingling, numb current instantly enveloped her, accompanied by a dizzying sensation, as if walking on clouds, her body limp and powerless. Although there was no gap between her honeypot and Ertai's penis, her honeypot still emitted a series of 'gurgling' sounds.

She... had actually orgasmed again!

Ertai and Zhenfei naturally heard the sounds coming from Lingfei's beautiful honeypot. Ertai felt himself on the verge of ejaculation, thrusting uncontrollably and wildly. Zhenfei, also stimulated by Lingfei, experienced the same current in her body. Intoxicated and disoriented, she felt her vagina contracting violently, shrinking to fit snugly against her two little fingers.

"How could this be?" Consort Zhen wondered, but before she could resolve her first question, a second one quietly arrived. Her own vagina, under self-soothing, was making the same squirting sounds as Consort Ling.

"Good Ertai... dear nephew... ah... you're inserting... so deep... ah... so beautiful... ah... harder... Auntie is almost... flying to heaven... ah... ah..."

"Good Ertai... dear husband... You'er also wants you... to insert... insert into my... beautiful vagina... ah ah ah..."

The stimulation Ertai experienced was a hundred times stronger than that of Consort Zhen and Consort Ling. His ears were filled with the endless moans of the two women and the extraordinary sounds of their vaginas. His eardrums were buzzing from the stimulation. The sound instantly reached his mind, quickly taking over his consciousness and making him lose his mind.

"Ah!"

Ertai couldn't help but scream, his breathing heavy like drumming. His penis swelled up inside Consort Ling's honey hole, almost bursting it. A mysterious force pulled him forward, making him thrust harder and faster.

The speed increased rapidly, like running a hundred meters, mobilizing every cell and bone in Ertai's body. He had never felt such an overwhelming energy engulfing and pulling him, driving him to madness.

Besides him, Consort Ling also sensed the change. She felt a strange undercurrent rising within her, sometimes icy cold, sometimes extremely hot, sometimes the two colliding and merging violently—truly a dual experience of ice and fire!

This extreme, unprecedented stimulation, while causing her slight pain, also produced an extreme pleasure and an uncontrollable, overwhelming ecstasy. As Ertai thrust violently, frantically, and chaotically, Consort Ling's mind became hazy and adrift, giving rise to a supernatural phenomenon in an instant. She suddenly wished time would stop, the earth would stop spinning, and that time, space, the world, and everything else were paving the way for her and Ertai. How she wished this moment could be eternity!

The stimulation within her body grew increasingly intense, and Consort Ling felt herself on the verge of madness. Her delicate body writhed uncontrollably like a water snake, her disheveled hair swaying wildly with each movement. Her mind echoed with lines of the deepest cries from her soul:

"I am Ertai's woman."

"Ertai is my man."

"Forever!"

She suddenly realized that her heart was so close to Ertai's, so close that not even a thread of hair could penetrate it. She felt that her soul had never been so completely surrendered to anyone before. She longed for her soul to intertwine and merge with Ertai's forever.

"I want to be Ertai's woman, his woman for life!" Amidst the surging waves of pleasure and the overwhelming passion, Consort Ling's body trembled and shook violently, perfectly surrendering all the beauty within her, including her heart, to Ertai!

"Ah... Ertai... good man... ah... ah... good brother... you've... killed... your sister..."

"I'm finished... brother... ah... I've come... I'm dead... ah... finished..."

Consort Ling completely released, her body limp and collapsed beneath Ertai, her heart pounding so fast it felt like it was about to burst. 'Hoo!', she exhaled a long, fragrant breath, perfectly releasing herself with her former nephew, now her lover—Ertai.

But then, a strange scene unfolded again. Not only Consort Ling, but also Consort Zhen, who was comforting herself, was utterly astonished!

He... his penis, which had been so eager to release, not only failed to ejaculate, but instead remained in the state of a man's climax, extremely hot and swollen!

Heavens! The man's original pleasure only lasted a few seconds, but Ertai's bliss continued indefinitely!

It's common knowledge that men experience a complex, tingling, itchy, and electrifying sensation before and after orgasm, but this intense pleasure only lasts a few seconds. Yet now? Ertai can prolong this pleasure indefinitely.

This change is truly mysterious!

This... must be thanks to the Supreme Harmony Sutra, right? Ertai thought to himself. It's not surprising he thought this way. Unbeknownst to him, the seven-colored wolf energy in his mind had quietly emerged from his consciousness, rapidly circulating in his mental sea. As the seven-colored wolf energy spun and roamed with unusual excitement, it sparked dazzling lights in Ertai's mental sea.

At this moment, if someone with similar extraordinary abilities as Ertai were present, they would surely hear a series of crackling sounds in Ertai's mind, like firecrackers.

"Ah...oh...my pussy feels so good...I want to fly...fly...I can't take it anymore...I can't...I can't...please...good Ertai...please come and fuck You'er...I really want your...big cock...ahhh..."

At this moment, Consort Zhen let out a long sigh, releasing the desire that had been suppressed in her heart for so long. Afterwards, she collapsed onto the bed, her round and full snow buttocks sticking up high, swaying slightly in front of Ertai's face through her thin panties.

She occasionally glanced at Ertai's eyes, only to be shocked to find that Ertai was still thrusting intensely into Consort Ling's body. Why hadn't he finished yet?

Consort Zhen raised her eyebrows in surprise, looking at the point where Ertai and Consort Ling were joined together, and found that Ertai's penis was still hard and unyielding. But she had clearly seen from Ertai's reaction that he was about to finish, so why was he not finished now?

Of course, this wasn't what completely bewildered Consort Zhen. What truly shocked her was that Ertai's veins were bulging all over his body, the blue veins lifting the surface of his skin, revealing something writhing within, making his skin undulate like earthworms.

However, Ertai, preoccupied with his confusion and pursuit of ultimate pleasure, didn't notice this strange change. Numbly and intensely pleasurably, driven by some external force, he thrust into Consort Ling's body, completely forgetting that this was Consort Ling's first time receiving the baptism of his enormous penis, and that her lower orifice was already swollen and painful.

"Ugh... Ertai, I really can't take it anymore, please, stop, okay?" Consort Ling weakly held onto Ertai's arms, her voice trembling as she pleaded.

"Sigh, alright." Ertai stopped his movements in frustration, but the intense sensation within him didn't dissipate; on the contrary, his weapon seemed to have grown even larger than before.

"Ertai, I'm sorry, I—" Consort Ling said apologetically to Ertai. She naturally knew how painful it was for a man to be unable to release his pent-up desires.

"It's alright, it's nothing," Ertai smiled gently at Consort Ling.

Meanwhile, Consort Zhen, kneeling on the bed and raising her jade-like buttocks high in front of Ertai, was displeased. She pouted her red lips and said jealously, "Ertai, why are you only concerned with your aunt's affections? Don't forget, you have another woman."

Ertai glanced sideways and immediately saw Consort Zhen's beautiful buttocks. Hearing her resentful voice filled with jealousy, the fire in his heart flared up instantly.

However, Ertai had always secretly harbored feelings for his aunt, Consort Ling. Although he desperately wanted to release his pent-up desires, he was unwilling to do "that" with Consort Zhen in front of Consort Ling.

He hesitated, several times unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch Consort Zhen's snow-white, large buttocks, but he restrained himself from doing so. Perhaps Consort Ling sensed Ertai's thoughts, knowing his feelings for her, yet unable to satisfy him, causing him unbearable discomfort. A pang of pain shot through her heart, and despite her reluctance, she said to Ertai, "Ertai, just be with Consort Zhen. I won't blame you."

Hearing this, Ertai was overjoyed. He quickly lowered his head and kissed Consort Ling's red lips, then impatiently ripped off Consort Zhen's panties, his engorged penis thrusting into her from behind.

"Ah...!" The moment

Ertai's penis entered Consort Zhen's body, she winced, gasped in pain, and screamed uncontrollably. Her vagina had already adapted to Ertai's penis, but who knew... that Ertai's penis would grow even larger in a short time...

Furthermore, Ertai hadn't completely removed Consort Zhen's panties, leaving them hanging on her thighs. This prevented Consort Zhen from spreading her legs wide, making her already tight vagina even narrower. Meanwhile, Ertai's penis had inexplicably grown larger. The contrast between the two caused Consort Zhen excruciating pain.

Yet, amidst this agonizing pain, Consort Zhen also felt the increasing pleasure from Ertai's thrusting, amplified by the change in his penis. She realized why Consort Ling had screamed so loudly earlier; this was the root of the problem. A pang of

jealousy welled up within her. Her body remained still, but her buttocks were raised high, welcoming Ertai's increasingly deep thrusts. She turned her head towards Consort Ling, letting out exaggerated, loud moans while a smug smile played on her lips.

“Ah…insert…do it…like this…doing it to You’er from behind…makes you feel even more…you’re really…so big…so big…oh…I really…love your…big…treasure so much…ah…ah…harder…do it harder to your good You’er…ah…um…”

Seeing Consort Zhen’s slightly provocative smile, even Consort Ling, who was usually modest, felt a little annoyed. She thought jealously, “What are you so smug about? If I hadn’t agreed to Ertai being with you, Ertai wouldn’t have done anything to you. But you, instead of being grateful, you’re provoking me. Humph.”

After resting for a while, Consort Ling barely managed to prop up her limp body. She slowly walked to Ertai’s side, a wicked smile appearing on her fragrant lips. She raised her small hand and pushed Ertai’s buttocks hard.

“Ah…!”

This time it was Consort Zhen’s turn to cry out in pain.

"Hmph, serves you right for playing tricks on me just now." Consort Ling was filled with smugness and said with unbridled joy.

"Good sister, I beg you, please forgive me, I promise I won't do it again." As Consort Ling playfully pushed Ertai's buttocks a few times, Consort Zhen couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Now you call me good sister? Why were you baring your teeth at me just now?" Consort Ling said indignantly, feeling a sour taste in her mouth. Actually, it was understandable; what woman could calmly accept her beloved man making love with another woman in front of her?

Consort Ling felt like she had drunk several jars of aged vinegar, her heart filled with unbearable sourness. She wanted to scold Ertai in a coquettish tone, but she was too embarrassed to say it. She just stared straight at Ertai with her unbelievably beautiful eyes.

Although he was busy enjoying himself with Consort Zhen's body, he also felt the resentful gaze directed at him by Consort Ling. He couldn't help but feel a chill, thinking to himself that women were truly unreasonable. Just now, she was the one who told me to be with Consort Zhen, but now she's already throwing a fit of jealousy, and she's giving me a silent, deathly look.

Completely bewildered, Ertai managed to retain a sliver of clarity. He knew that you could never reason with a woman; the only way to dispel her jealousy and resentment was to conquer her.

So, in a flash, Ertai made the most correct decision of his life. He abruptly opened his mouth and enveloped Consort Ling's fragrant lips, kissing her passionately.

At first, Consort Ling, still feeling jealous, forcefully pushed Ertai's head away with her small hands, trying to prevent him from succeeding. However, when Ertai's hand swiftly caressed her trembling breasts and skillfully played with them, Consort Ling immediately felt a surge of pleasure throughout her body. Involuntarily, half-heartedly, she gradually opened her mouth, allowing Ertai's tongue to slip into her mouth.

As Ertai's tongue skillfully stirred in her mouth, Consort Ling's jealousy gradually dissipated, replaced by intense desire. She actively extended her tongue, intertwining it with Ertai's.

The next moment, Ertai's thrusting into Consort Zhen did not stop, but he completely released his hands from supporting Consort Zhen's snowy buttocks, and instead grasped Consort Ling's breasts and vulva, caressing them repeatedly.

Gradually, the seven-colored wolf energy in Ertai's spiritual sea stopped rotating and quietly returned to his consciousness. Feeling that the mysterious external force had disappeared from his body, Ertai was no longer eager to attack Consort Zhen. However, Consort Zhen, whose interest had been aroused by Ertai, was unwilling to give in. Sensing that Ertai's movements had slowed down, she deliberately spoke loudly and recklessly to stimulate Ertai's nerves.

“Ertai…baby…kiss…ah…fuck me hard…my pussy is so itchy…faster…thrust harder…big meat stick brother…”

“Please…Ertai, good brother…faster use your big meat stick…hard…thrust into You’er’s…little hole…mmm…I want it…so much…”

The soft moans from Consort Ling’s mouth, as Ertai caressed her, were like the gentle whispers of a nightingale. “Mmm…Ertai…so comfortable…be gentle…” She was too shy to let loose her moans in front of Consort Zhen, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t jealous of Consort Zhen. Hearing Consort Zhen’s increasingly unrestrained cries, she mischievously raised her hand and pushed Ertai’s buttocks with her small hand again.

This time Ertai felt good. While caressing Consort Ling’s beautiful body, he enjoyed the soft and smooth feeling of Consort Ling’s small hand stroking his buttocks, and stopped moving, letting Consort Ling push him to thrust into Consort Zhen.

“Ertai…Auntie, I feel so good…Ah…I want…to touch…Hmm…Auntie’s breasts…”

“Ah…Ertai, good brother…your penis is too…big…it’s going to kill…my sister…harder…You’re going to heaven…Ahhh…”

He watched the two women lose themselves in passion under his movements, listening to their heavenly moans. Overjoyed, he couldn’t help but compose a magnificent melody in his mind:

The chaotic night is so lewd, little hands gently swaying their buttocks, the young sailor holding the ‘waves’, a sweet smile appearing in the midst of pleasure, the ‘tide’ blows gently, little hands gently swaying, how hard the young sailor has worked, entering the warm embrace of the two concubines, let our sailor have a good ‘sleep’.

After playing in this position for a while, Consort Zhen felt her legs go weak. Instead of pulling Ertai's penis out of her vagina, she slowly turned over, lying on her back on the bed. As soon as her smooth, delicate back touched the surface, she eagerly raised her legs and wrapped them around Ertai's waist and back.

During this process, Ertai's penis remained inside Consort Zhen's vagina. The intense, seamless contact of flesh against flesh, and the powerful stimulation from the rotation of his penis and vagina, caused Consort Zhen to climax again, her gushing fluids splashing onto Ertai and Consort Ling.

"Hehe, Consort Zhen, look how wanton you are!" Seeing Consort Zhen climax under Ertai's thrusting, Consort Ling was overjoyed. She had finally gotten her chance to mock Consort Zhen, and immediately retorted in the same tone Consort Zhen had used to mock her.

At this moment, Consort Zhen was already thoroughly enjoying herself. She didn't care about responding to Consort Ling's mockery. She couldn't wait to wrap her slender legs tightly around Ertai's waist, making her tight and charming little pussy protrude to meet Ertai's big cock. Her two jade arms tightly hugged his neck, and her delicate body kept twisting up and down and left and right. "Oh...it feels so good...your big cock is touching...my...pussy...heart..."

"Dear Ertai...my good husband...your big treasure...is making You'er...go to heaven...good...faster...faster...I'm going to cum...cum..." Consort Zhen was intoxicated by Ertai's big cock thrusting in and out. Her face was flushed. She was already in ecstasy. Her pussy was overflowing with lustful water. Her pussy was trembling wildly. She was so comfortable that her soul was floating and her spirit was fading. She hugged his arms and legs even tighter. Her plump buttocks swayed and rose high to match Ertai's thrusting.

Her wanton moans fueled Ertai's lust, driving him to a frenzy. Like a wild horse galloping, he gripped Zhenfei tightly, thrusting with all his might, his large glans pounding against Xue Ping's wet cunt with a series of "plop, plop" sounds, incredibly pleasing to the ear.

Zhenfei's tender cunt, with the large penis inside her, her red flesh contracting and unfolding with each thrust, her juices flowing freely down her plump, white buttocks onto the bed, soaking a large area. Ertai's powerful thrusts had brought Zhenfei to the brink of ecstasy, causing her to tremble uncontrollably and pant heavily.

Ertai held Consort Zhen's beautiful feet and licked them obsessively. He gently licked Consort Zhen's delicate, smelly toes, which were painted with red nail polish, with the tip of his tongue. A strong fragrance and a faint sour smell wafted up. First, he licked the soles of her feet, then the soft spaces between her toes, and finally sucked on each of her slender, white toes. Her jade-like toes were covered with Ertai's saliva. He would suck hard from time to time and bite her toes with his teeth.

Consort Zhen felt as if she had been electrocuted, her body going numb from head to toe. She couldn't help but twist her body, moaning loudly with rising lust, "My dear husband... my... darling... I can't take it anymore... I... feel so good... I'm coming..." After saying this, Consort Zhen suddenly squeezed her hands and legs even tighter, her tender vulva rising high.

"Ah... brother... you're killing me..." Consort Zhen convulsed and ejaculated profusely, her whole body paralyzed.

Ertai continued his vigorous thrusting, while Consort Zhen cried out in a daze, "Ah...so deep...mmm...harder...dear husband...sister...loves you to death...ah...ah...sister...I'm going to cum...ah...so comfortable...so pleasurable...harder...yes...harder...sister...I'm going to cum...ah...so beautiful...mmm...oh...mmm..."

Consort Zhen's moans grew weaker and weaker, and Ertai sensed that she had reached orgasm. He continued to thrust wildly, feeling Consort Zhen's vaginal opening clench and suck on his large glans. A stream of foamy, lustful fluid flowed from Consort Zhen's vaginal opening, soaking the sheets. Consort Zhen's fair legs, painted with red nail polish, curled tightly in pleasure.

After cumming, Consort Zhen lay limp on the bed, no longer possessing the previous lustful energy. No matter how Ertai moved on her, she was powerless to respond. Ertai, having spent some time thrusting into Consort Zhen's legs, grew bored and withdrew his penis from her vagina.

His wet penis erect, Ertai turned his gaze to his concubine, Consort Ling. He noticed her large breasts, already firm from his teasing, and her alluring red nipples, swollen and engorged.

He embraced Consort Ling, kissing her cheeks, mouth, ears, and neck passionately. After a while, Ertai pointed to his throbbing penis and asked expectantly, "Consort, are you still up for it?"

"...Yes." Hearing Ertai's words, Consort Ling glanced at Consort Zhen, who was watching her with amusement, and blushed. After a moment's thought, she uttered a single, sweet "Yes."

However, this single word held a deeper meaning for Ertai than a thousand words. He could no longer control his rising lust, and quickly lifted Consort Ling into his arms, making her kneel before him as Consort Zhen had done earlier.

Initially, Consort Ling was somewhat reserved. She was a virtuous woman, and had never experienced such an incredibly shameful position before. She shyly and coyly refused to obey. But in the end, she couldn't resist Ertai's persistent coaxing and reluctantly turned over and knelt on the bed, her large, white, plump buttocks shyly and tremblingly facing Ertai.

Ertai knelt behind Consort Ling, his hands playing with her fair, plump, and fleshy buttocks. His eyes followed her soft, deep buttocks from behind to her beautiful vulva in front of him, a truly unique sight.

Because of Ertai's caresses, teasing, and thrusting, the two petals of Consort Ling's beautiful vulva were already red and swollen. Now, with Ertai's large hands stroking her, a few crystal-clear drops of fluid gushed out from her perfect and alluring vulva, flowing down her delicate petals and falling onto the white sheets.

Gazing at this beautiful vulva, Ertai couldn't help but bend down, opening his mouth wide to lick and suck Lingfei's vulva from behind and below. Ertai's soft tongue danced around Lingfei's honeyed vulva, causing Lingfei's vulva to contract with excitement. Ertai thrust his tongue forcefully into the passage of Lingfei's honeyed vulva, making the extremely shy Lingfei not even have time to say "Ertai, no...it's dirty," before she couldn't help but moan comfortably under the thrusting of Ertai's tongue, "Ah...Ertai...so comfortable...I want..."

Ertai moved his head up and down, his tongue thrusting in and out of Lingfei's vulva. Every time Ertai inserted his tongue into her vulva, Lingfei couldn't help but contract her vulva to try to clamp Ertai's tongue. Having never experienced such stimulation, Lingfei couldn't help but shout out a long-suppressed moan from the deepest part of her heart.

"Ah... Ertai... So comfortable... So beautiful... Aunt... Hmm... I've never... Ah... Experienced... This feeling... Aunt... Loves you so much..."

Consort Ling's words were not unfounded. Her first husband, Emperor Qianlong, was the emperor of a nation, and was extremely arrogant. In addition, with eunuchs always standing by his side during their intimate moments, Qianlong would never use his tongue to serve Consort Ling.

But now, her nephew Ertai, who was now her man, was licking and sucking her vulva without any disgust. This moved Consort Ling deeply, and she loved Ertai to death. She even had the thought of giving up her status as a Noble Consort to marry Ertai. Moreover, she even wanted to have a child with Ertai!

"Ah... Ertai... My dear husband... My good husband... I love you so much..." Even with Consort Zhen present, Consort Ling, deeply immersed in Ertai's passion, could not help but express her love and sweetness for Ertai.

Consort Zhen paid no heed to Consort Ling's impulsive confession, nor did she seem to understand it. She was completely captivated by the intense lovemaking between Ertai and Consort Ling, finding it increasingly stimulating and her heart pounding faster. Her body, still weak from the previous act, was now filled with a burning desire.

Ertai, who was sucking on Consort Ling's vulva, heard his aunt's passionate declaration. His blood boiled, and he excitedly told her, "Auntie, I love you so much, I want you—" He rose from beneath Consort Ling, kneeling again behind her large, white buttocks. Holding his penis, he thrust it into her already overflowing, eagerly awaiting penetration.

Ertai held her buttocks tightly with both hands, his penis thrusting forcefully into her vagina. Consort Ling swayed back and forth with each movement, her two large, white breasts bouncing violently with each thrust, creating waves of flesh.

His penis was gripped by her incredibly tight vaginal canal, giving Ertai immense pleasure. The more he thrust, the more energetic and pleasurable it became. He thrust over a thousand times in one go. Ertai held Consort Ling's beautiful head in one hand and gently patted her large, beautiful buttocks with the other, involuntarily praising, "Consort, you're so beautiful, and your vagina is so tight, it feels so good..."

Hearing the praise from her nephew and husband, Ertai, Consort Ling's heart leaped with joy, feeling as sweet as honey. Her desire surged, and she vigorously thrust her hips back, actively responding to Ertai's powerful thrusts. She moaned, uttering words that drove Ertai to madness, "Husband Ertai... Consort... Ah... I'm coming..." It's coming... Hurry up and use more force... Auntie loves you so much... I want you... Love me too... Love me hard... Ahhh..."

Ertai, who was busy with Consort Ling, suddenly caught a glimpse of Consort Zhen on the side, who was also burning with desire. While he was fucking Consort Ling's beautiful hole, he rubbed Consort Zhen's little hole, which was red and swollen from the previous lovemaking, with his fingers. He felt the flower water gushing out of Consort Zhen's little hole and soaking his fingers. He straightened his index and middle fingers and aimed them at Consort Zhen's flower-like slightly open vulva. He 'slipped' into her vagina and used his fingers to move nimbly inside Consort Zhen's vagina, making her pant and moan.

"Ah...ah...good...Ertai, good brother...thrust harder...it feels so good...yes...ah...so good...oh...I'm going to...die...ah...I never thought...my good husband's hands...ah...are so...good...good...playing...I...can't...take it...ah..."

As Ertai's fingers thrust in and out, Consort Zhen's pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Her unrestrained moans even infected Consort Ling, who was originally somewhat reserved. While she pushed her buttocks back to welcome Ertai's powerful thrusts, she actually pressed her fingers against her clitoris and rubbed it quickly and forcefully. In an instant, the woman's moans and cries filled the spacious bedroom.

“Ertai… ah… Auntie can’t take it anymore… It’s coming… It’s going to fly… Ahhh… Dear husband… Good nephew Ertai… Hmm… The most precious thing in Auntie’s life… is having you… Ah… such a… good nephew… Auntie… Hmm… is going to fly… is going to… be killed by her own… Hmm… nephew husband… Ah…”

“Ahhh… Big meat stick husband… Dear husband… Your good… You’er sister… Hmm… is going to be killed by you… Ah… Uh… Ah… Ah…”

Ertai enjoyed the moans of the two women vying for attention and responding to each other. Seeing that the sensitive Consort Zhen was about to climax, he bent the fingers that were thrusting into Consort Zhen’s beautiful hole in the passage and dug hard into the tender, wet flesh walls on both sides. Then, his two thick fingers were inserted directly into the deepest part of Consort Zhen’s vagina, into her cervix.

Consort Zhen's limp body suddenly sprang up, her lower abdomen convulsing violently. An intense pleasure surged to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but cry out, "So beautiful... I'm going to cum... Ah... I can't take it... I'm going to fly... I can't hold back... Ah... Ertai, my good husband... Thrust harder..."

The feeling of both pleasure and agony was driving Consort Zhen mad. She screamed incoherently as a gush of hot vaginal fluid shot out, spraying all over Ertai's fingers. Afterward, he thrust his fingers in a few more times, and Consort Zhen shuddered again. As her vaginal fluid, which had stopped abruptly when his fingers entered, shot out again, this time with even more force and force. Ertai was almost dying of pleasure.

Consort Zhen reached her climax, lying limply on the bed, panting heavily with pleasure, looking at Ertai with her alluring, passionate eyes.

Seeing her reach her climax, Ertai withdrew his fingers from her vagina and focused on Consort Ling. With Ertai's powerful thrusts, the bed shook violently, the bed boards bouncing. Consort Ling, her large, plump buttocks raised high, gripped the pillows and cried out loudly. A thick, red penis thrust in and out of her vagina from behind. Consort Ling herself used her hands to stimulate her clitoris, and the gushing lustful fluids splashed onto both of their thighs , making them wet .

"Good Ertai...good husband...dear husband...I'm going to lose it

...harder...faster...ahhh...my wife...I'm going to...fly...fly to heaven...ahh ...

This brought Consort Ling even more intense pleasure. A long groan escaped her lips as her body went limp. From her vulva, one could see that even where her fingers and Ertai's penis were pressed tightly together, seemingly impenetrable, a continuous flow of vaginal fluid was being squeezed out!

"Ah..." Consort Ling let out a long sigh, her body too weak to move. This was already the 10th time she had ejaculated under Ertai!

"Ertai, I can't take it anymore..." Feeling Ertai's penis still hard inside her, Consort Ling said breathlessly.

"Oh, what should we do then?" Ertai asked somewhat dejectedly, then turned his gaze to Consort Zhen beside him.

Seeing Ertai's burning gaze, Consort Zhen shook her head repeatedly in fright, her heart pounding wildly. She had thought she had recovered, but Ertai's fingers had made her completely limp again.

Her vulva was already swollen and red; how could it withstand the penetration of Ertai's large penis? However, seeing that Ertai had already pulled his penis out of Consort Ling's vagina and was walking towards her with a wicked grin, Consort Zhen hurriedly begged for mercy, "Ertai, please spare me, I really can't take it anymore, or—I'll use my hand to help you—okay?"

"No." Ertai said domineeringly, but suddenly seeing the troubled look on Consort Zhen's face, he smiled and brought his penis close to her face, chuckling wickedly, "If your lower part can't take it anymore, you can use your upper part, your little mouth."

"What? You, you mean, use your mouth to help you?" Hearing Ertai's request, the blush that had just faded from Consort Zhen's cheeks rose again to her jade-like face, and even Consort Ling, standing to the side, couldn't help but feel her heart pounding.

"How embarrassing." Consort Ling thought shyly, she had never known that a woman could help a man release his pent-up desires with her mouth. At the same time, despite her extreme embarrassment, she also felt a faint sense of anticipation, wanting to see what it would be like for a woman to help a man with his mouth.

"But I don't know how—" Consort Zhen refused, her heart trembling. In truth, she was too shy to use her mouth to manipulate Ertai's penis because Consort Ling was present.

"Then I'll use my lower part with you," Ertai said threateningly, his face hardening.

"No, no... alright, I'll try." Seeing Ertai's resolute attitude, as he pretended to insert his engorged penis into her tender, swollen vagina, Consort Zhen reluctantly agreed.

Overjoyed at her agreement, Ertai jumped out of bed, quickly washed his penis, and then rubbed his hot, red penis against Consort Zhen's fragrant, delicate lips.

Consort Zhen naturally felt the intense heat of Ertai's penis against her lips, almost making her mouth melt. Unable to resist Ertai's rudeness, she parted her lips slightly, shyly and slowly extending her red tongue to gently lick Ertai's penis.

"Mmm...so good..."

Ertai was already burning with desire from the two women's teasing. His penis, barely touched by Zhenfei's tongue, sent shivers down his spine, throbbing rapidly against her lips.

Lingfei, watching from the side, was also stunned. This was the first time she'd seen such a sight. Her heart pounded, her eyes glued to Ertai and Zhenfei's actions, not wanting to look away for a moment.

"My dear You'er, open your mouth and take it in. Didn't you do it before?" Ertai said to Zhenfei with a smile, simultaneously grasping his engorged penis and flicking it against her mouth a few times.

Hearing Ertai say such a thing, Zhenfei was instantly filled with shame, while Lingfei stared in surprise. So, her sister Zhenfei had already tasted Ertai's penis; she was just pretending earlier?

Thinking this, Lingfei's gaze towards Zhenfei became meaningful.

Seeing Consort Ling's gaze, Consort Zhen knew she couldn't pretend any longer. She glared at Ertai angrily, then opened her mouth and gently took Ertai's glans into her mouth, making 'gurgling' sounds as she swallowed and stroked it.

"Ah...you'er, my darling, you're so good at licking, it feels so good..." Ertai held Consort Zhen's head, and as she licked and sucked, he slowly pushed his large penis deep into her throat.

Hearing Ertai's praise, Consort Zhen couldn't help but feel proud. Her movements as she swallowed and spit out Ertai's penis became even more vigorous, as if she were asking for a reward. Consort Ling, watching from the side, blushed deeply. The demure Consort Ling couldn't believe that Consort Zhen's small, cherry-like mouth could actually fit half of Ertai's large penis inside.

'Gurgling!'

'Ahhh!' The room was filled with the lewd sounds of Consort Zhen performing oral sex on Ertai

, and Ertai's pleasurable breaths. Consort Zhen had completely let go, ignoring Consort Ling's presence beside her, lost in the act of performing oral sex on Ertai.

At the same time, she used one small hand to hold Ertai's thick penis, gently stroking and sucking it, while guiding it into her cherry lips with her other hand. Meanwhile, Ertai held her other hand, teasing and caressing Ertai's scrotum.

"Ah...so good...you'er baby...I love you so much..." The pleasure of Consort Zhen's small mouth sucking his penis and her soft, boneless hands caressing his scrotum was indescribable, causing Ertai to groan involuntarily.

After playing around for a while, Ertai felt unsatisfied. He really wanted Consort Ling and Consort Zhen to lick his penis together, so he turned to Consort Ling and chuckled, "Consort, would you like to help me get it out too?"

"You mean... use your mouth?" Consort Ling's jade-like face flushed crimson.

"Good consort, please, come and help me—" Ertai pleaded, clinging to Consort Ling's arm.

"This..."

"Stop with the 'this' and 'that,' come here quickly." Ertai embraced Consort Ling's delicate body and, with a slight pull, dragged her in front of him.

Then, he pressed his penis, wet with Consort Zhen's saliva, against Consort Ling's small mouth, gently patting it between her delicate, tender lips, saying, "Good aunt, please open your mouth and suck it for me."

Consort Ling's face flushed red, extremely unwilling to perform oral sex on Ertai out of shame. But then she thought, Ertai had just performed oral sex on her, and even if it was to 'repay a debt,' she couldn't refuse Ertai. Besides, Ertai had just given her unprecedented pleasure, and if she couldn't satisfy him, wouldn't she be too unfaithful?

With this thought, Consort Ling closed her eyes, her delicate body trembling slightly with fear, not daring to look at Ertai's penis. However, she tremblingly opened her mouth and, imitating what she had just seen Consort Zhen do, somewhat awkwardly stuck out her tongue and began to lick Ertai's penis in circles.

Although Consort Ling's movements weren't as skillful as the naturally 'reckless' Consort Zhen's, Ertai felt incredibly comfortable. He gasped repeatedly, praising, "Auntie, you're so amazing! You really know how to do it, it feels so good on your nephew!"

"Hmph, it doesn't feel good at all!" Unexpectedly, Ertai's praise made Consort Zhen jealous again. What kind of person was he? She had worked so hard to give him oral sex, and he hadn't shown much excitement, but his aunt Consort Ling just casually licked him with her tongue, and he was so attentive and full of praise.

"Hehe, my darling You'er, you licked it very well too—come on, let Auntie lick my penis, and you lick my scrotum." Ertai laughed and patted Consort Zhen's buttocks.

"Hmph, I don't believe you—" Consort Zhen glared at Ertai, but obediently knelt down in front of him again, sticking out her tongue and licking Ertai's scrotum again and again.

Seeing Consort Zhen join in, Consort Ling, as if afraid of losing her 'territory,' increased the frequency and intensity of her licking of Ertai's penis. Recalling Consort Zhen's actions, she tried to take Ertai's penis into her mouth.

"Auntie... ah... so beautiful..." Feeling his mouth enveloped by Consort Ling's warm, soft lips, Ertai groaned in pleasure.

Hearing Ertai's praise, Consort Ling's movements of swallowing Ertai's penis became even faster. Gradually, she found a rhythm, greedily consuming Ertai's penis with her small mouth while her soft, tingling tongue circled around Ertai's sensitive glans, the tip of her tongue teasing the urethral opening, causing Ertai's glans to bounce incessantly in Consort Ling's fragrant mouth.

Enjoying the tender oral sex between the two women, Ertai was incredibly aroused. He would reach out and touch Consort Zhen's breasts, then pinch Consort Ling's buttocks, and occasionally rub their swollen genitals, thoroughly enjoying himself.

After a while, Consort Zhen and Consort Ling, as if by unspoken agreement, switched positions. Consort Ling licked Ertai's scrotum while Consort Zhen swallowed and released his penis, and so on... This cycle repeated more than ten times. Suddenly, Ertai felt a numbness in his waist. He tightly embraced Consort Zhen's beautiful head and rapidly thrust his large penis in and out of her mouth, finally releasing a thick, incredibly hot stream of semen into her vagina.

After five or six hours of this, Ertai finally ejaculated a thick stream of semen into Consort Zhen's mouth. The intense sensation of the semen entering her mouth caused Consort Zhen to vomit in pain. She then glared at Ertai with displeasure, quickly got out of bed, and went to rinse her mouth naked.

After Consort Zhen left, Ertai embraced the limp Consort Ling and said tenderly, "Auntie, you've finally become my woman. I'm so happy."

Consort Ling blushed, looked at Ertai with deep affection , and said sweetly, "Now that we've been intimate, don't call me Auntie anymore, it'll make me feel guilty. Just call me Jingxin."

"Yes, Jingxin, I love you—" Hearing his aunt say this, Ertai was overjoyed. He quickly pouted and kissed his aunt's cheek.

Consort Zhen, returning from rinsing her mouth, witnessed this scene and angrily complained, "You only know how to dote on your concubine! I ask you, why didn't you ejaculate in your concubine's mouth just now? Why me of all people?"

Faced with Consort Zhen's questioning, Ertai blushed and awkwardly explained, "It wasn't intentional, it was just a coincidence."

"Hmph, what coincidence? I think you did it on purpose. Otherwise, how come you ejaculated so quickly when it was my turn?" Consort Zhen exposed Ertai's lie.

Unexpectedly, Ertai shamelessly said, "Your mouth is beautiful, isn't it? I chose you anyway, hehe."

"You... hmph... utterly shameless!" Consort Zhen's cheeks flushed red, her finger puffed out as she pointed angrily at Ertai, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

"Hahaha." Seeing Consort Zhen's infinitely adorable appearance due to anger, Consort Ling and Ertai couldn't help but burst into laughter. Two days later. "

Your subject, Fu'ertai, kowtows to wish Your Majesty the Empress, Your Majesty the Empress, Your Highness Consort Yu, Your Highness Consort Ling, Your Highness Consort Zhen, and Your Highness Princess Qing auspiciousness." Fu'ertai knelt, patting his sleeves as he greeted each of them. "Please be seated," the Empress Dowager said loudly, taking the highest seat. The eunuch Xiao Xizi scurried over a chair for Fu'ertai, his back to the ladies, secretly bowing and scraping obsequiously. "Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress," Fu'ertai replied solemnly, following royal protocol. His expression was respectful, but his actions were anything but. He casually tossed his skirt back and sat down imposingly beside Princess Qing'er in the lower seat. The maids and eunuchs in the room subtly raised their eyes, curiously observing Ertai. Their eyes were filled with admiration and envy, especially Xiao Xizi, who was utterly impressed. As a trusted eunuch of the Empress Dowager, he had seen countless high-ranking officials and nobles, all of whom trembled with fear before the Empress Dowager. The Empress and several imperial concubines were also present; any other official would likely have wet himself in fear. Yet Ertai, a mere eighteen-year-old boy, possessed such maturity. Before these powerful figures of the harem, he was poised and confident, his presence not at all inferior, perhaps even surpassing theirs. How could one not feel respect? But if he knew for certain that Ertai had such relationships with these women at the top of the social hierarchy, his feelings would likely be far more complex than mere respect. It's quite interesting that, during the Qianlong era, there was only one Empress Dowager, one Empress, and three Imperial Concubines. Yet, all five of them, without exception, became Ertai's women. Ertai, a staunchly patriarchal man, despite being only a fourth-rank official in the rigidly hierarchical feudal society, refused to show any affectation in front of his high-ranking women. The Empress Dowager, Empress, and Imperial Concubines didn't say much about Ertai's behavior. On one hand, they believed that this was how men should behave in front of women; on the other hand, they feared that if they acted arrogantly towards Ertai in public, he would retaliate in private… In bed, Ertai would surely retaliate, tormenting them until their bones were broken. The women in the hall, each harboring their own schemes, secretly exchanged affectionate glances with Ertai. Unless one were present, it would be difficult to grasp how intriguing the scene was.

"Ertai, what have you been busy with these past few days? Why haven't you come to see me?" Qing'er, her cheeks flushed, complained softly to Ertai beside her.

"These past few days, I've been investigating the rebels of the Red Lotus Sect and dealing with Rong Momo and Lin Hai's matter." Ertai turned his head and saw that Qing'er was exceptionally beautiful today. Her cheeks were rosy, and her delicate body had a pleasant fragrance. Because she was wearing a layer of sky-blue eyeshadow (I don't know if eyeshadow existed in ancient times, please don't scold me, moralists), she looked exceptionally lively, as if she could speak.

Ertai's heart skipped a beat, wondering if Qing'er knew she was going to see him and therefore deliberately dressed up. Thinking this, his eyes, when he looked at Qing'er again, held a fiery glint.

"Oh." Qing'er first gave a soft "Mmm," but when she saw Ertai's burning gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks flushed instantly. She bit her lip with her pearly white teeth and said shyly, "Ertai, why are you staring at me like that? Is my makeup smudged?"

As she spoke, Qing'er raised her two small, delicate hands and quickly touched her face, checking to see if her makeup was indeed ruined. Women are like that; once they fall in love with a man, they become extra careful about their appearance in front of him.

"Qing'er, you're so beautiful." Looking at Qing'er's adorable appearance, Ertai couldn't help but praise her.

"No, I'm not beautiful at all." Hearing Ertai's praise, Qing'er became even more shy, saying this with her mouth, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

"Of course! Our Qing'er is the most beautiful, I like her so much!" Seeing Qing'er's shy and bashful expression after his praise, Ertai was even more certain of her feelings. He thought this little girl probably liked him, so he didn't hide his affection for her at all.

"...What were you saying just now?" Hearing Ertai's confession, Qing'er's blush spread to her neck, her expression becoming even more bashful, her heart pounding like a deer.

"I just said, Qing'er, I like you so much." Ertai, always shameless, didn't care about the girl's shyness and repeated himself.

"Oh." Qing'er felt as if she had been coated with honey, her heart overflowing with sweetness. She shyly fiddled with the hem of her clothes, her eyes glancing at Ertai from time to time, full of tenderness and affection, making Ertai's heart almost intoxicated.

As everyone knows, Qing'er is a woman who dares to love and hate when it comes to matters of the heart, without any of the coyness or affectation

typical of young women. However, she is only sixteen years old and just beginning to experience love, so she is naturally a little shy. "Qing'er, do you like me?" Ertai asked boldly, seemingly forgetting the occasion.

"Ertai?"

This was the tenth time the Empress Dowager had reminded him, and he, who is usually very sharp-eared, hadn't heard her at all.

But Qing'er heard him, and she blushed even more as she whispered to Ertai, "Ertai, the Empress Dowager is calling you."

"Ah?"

Ertai hurriedly came to his senses, averting his gaze from Qing'er. As he occasionally glanced at all the women present, he suddenly realized that without exception, all of them were looking at him with jealous eyes.

"Oh no!" Ertai's heart skipped a beat. He inwardly berated himself for being such a fickle womanizer, losing himself at the sight of a beautiful woman. How could he have been so focused on flirting with Qing'er that he forgot his other women were present?

Fortunately, Ertai was thick-skinned. Meeting the Empress Dowager's jealous and annoyed gaze, he said without blushing, his heart pounding, or his breath catching in his throat, "Your Majesty, did you call me?"

"Yes, I have called you several times already." The Empress Dowager tried her best to control her tone so that no one else present could detect her jealousy.

"Your Majesty, I was just sorting out an important matter in my mind, so I was a little distracted. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me," Ertai lied.

Hearing Ertai's answer, although she still felt a pang of jealousy, the Empress Dowager didn't pursue the matter further. After all, this wasn't the right occasion for a deep investigation. She could interrogate Ertai properly in private, in bed. Daring to seduce Qing'er right in front of her was truly wicked. If he didn't reflect on his actions, she wouldn't let him into her bed anymore.

The Empress Dowager thought angrily to herself, but showed no sign of it on her face. She said seriously, "Ertai, we'll be returning to the palace in five days. Have you arranged the return route and the security arrangements?"

Hearing the Empress Dowager's question, Ertai's mind raced. Normally, few people would be so bold as to openly assassinate the Empress Dowager and the other ladies in broad daylight, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

The fewer assassins dared to target the Empress Dowager and the other concubines, the more troubled Ertai became. He had already had affairs with five important women in Qianlong's harem. If Qianlong found out, Ertai would have several heads to lose. Therefore, his immediate priorities were to improve his martial arts skills as quickly as possible and to consolidate his power by secretly cultivating his own faction.

However, the Qing Dynasty's ancestral rules stipulated that "the harem must not interfere in politics." Even if Ertai had relationships with the Empress Dowager and other important figures, without significant merit, it would be difficult for him to be promoted. After all, at only eighteen years old, he was already a fourth-rank official. Further advancement would require substantial merit and the emperor's approval; relying solely on the Empress Dowager's relationship with the empress and the imperial concubines would be extremely difficult.

Therefore, the most convenient way for Ertai to gain promotion quickly was to achieve great merit and then use his connection with the Empress Dowager to whisper in Qianlong's ear. Given Qianlong's devotion to the Empress Dowager and Ertai's past achievements, Qianlong would surely promote and give Ertai an important position.

In the Qing Dynasty under Manchu rule, the greatest achievements were undoubtedly the suppression of rebellious factions and the instigation of literary inquisitions. Many officials had previously risen through the ranks using these two methods. However, Ertai, being a time traveler, naturally harbored deep hatred for literary inquisitions. Suppressing rebellious factions, however, was different. Regardless of whether it was Han, Mongol, or Manchu rule, there were inevitably two camps: the rulers and the rebels. No matter how the rebels proclaimed themselves righteous, Ertai scoffed at this notion.

Political struggles were devoid of gentleness, humility, and compromise; the victor was king, the loser a villain—an eternal truth. Ertai wasn't a radical youth; he naturally wouldn't believe the rebels' lies about peace and prosperity for the people. That was no different from 'wanting to be a prostitute while also claiming chastity'!

Whenever there's war, it's always the common people who suffer. If you want to be emperor, just say so directly; there's no need to beat around the bush. Take the Taiping Rebellion, for example. They made a big show of it, sharing money, land, and women. They just captured Nanjing and immediately declared themselves emperors, even creating several "Heavenly Kings" who were constantly cheating on each other's wives, leaving Shi Dakai, who was fighting on the front lines, wearing countless green hats.

Before his time travel, Ertai wasn't exactly a gentleman. He often used binoculars to spy on his neighbors, a mother and daughter, while he masturbated. He lived by the motto, "A true villain is better than a hypocrite!"

After his time travel, he succinctly defined his pursuits in four words: power, money, and women! For this dream, he was willing to use any means necessary, even if his hands were stained with blood, he would have no regrets.

Besides, whether in ancient or modern times, struggle is always bloody; there's no room for benevolence. "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand," and "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun" are the most exquisite interpretations of struggle.

His eyes darted around, and he stood up, his gaze sweeping over the women present before turning to the Empress Dowager. He said solemnly, "Empress Dowager, during my interrogation of Lin Hai these past few days, I discovered a major secret."

Hearing the words "major secret" from Ertai, everyone present was startled, their eyes fixed on him.

"What secret?" the Empress Dowager asked, and everyone perked up their ears.

"It concerns Lin Hai. Through my interrogation, I learned that Lin Hai is a rebel member of the Red Lotus Sect," Ertai said loudly, his gaze unwavering.

Upon hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat. This secret was truly shocking, especially the Empress. When she heard this, her vision suddenly went black, and she almost fainted. Her gaze towards Ertai was filled with resentment.

"That bastard! He's already taken my body, yet he still broke his promise and told the Empress Dowager about this. Does he really want Rong Momo and me to die together?"

The perceptive Ertai naturally felt how sharp the Empress's gaze was towards him, but he didn't care and continued, "Empress Dowager, I have now secretly imprisoned Lin Hai. No one can find him. However, according to him, the Red Lotus Church kidnapped you and the other ladies on your way back to the palace to threaten His Majesty."

"Hmph, how dare they! Do they think the Qing Dynasty has no one to rely on? I, the Empress Dowager, will not tolerate such arrogance from a few petty thieves!" Even though the Empress Dowager already knew Lin Hai was a member of the Red Lotus Sect, upon hearing Ertai's claim that the Red Lotus Sect intended to kidnap her on her way back to the palace to threaten the Emperor, she couldn't help but fly into a rage. She cursed inwardly, "These scoundrels are truly audacious! They never stop for a moment! They failed to bewitch me with the Bewitching Pill before, and now they dare to cause trouble in broad daylight! They're a bunch of ignorant fools!"

Her body trembled violently with anger. She sternly said to Ertai, "Ertai, I order you to immediately lead troops to wipe out these rebels!"

"Your Majesty, no!"

"Your Majesty, no!"

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