[Fantasy] Dragon Soul Blood Jade (Complete) - 16-18 (End)

Chapter 62 The flower in full bloom is ready to be plucked;

seeing the beauty, one's emotions are stirred and one cannot resist caressing her. Du Ke, without further delay, under the watchful gaze of Gongsun Ruyan, who was trying to suppress her shyness but unwilling to look away, boldly removed all her clothes. Finally, when his already erect manhood stood proudly before the stunning beauty, Gongsun Ruyan could no longer suppress the surging tide of shyness and passion deep within her heart. She closed her starry eyes tightly, letting out a hungry moan from her cherry lips, burying her entire body deep into his embrace.

Du Ke, of course, knew that the beauty had also agreed to his indulgence. With his burning manhood erect, he lay down and gently and slowly thrust into the pink crevice of the beauty's already moist valley.

Du Ke's erect penis, positioned at an upward angle, pressed against the two smooth, pink petals amidst the thick, dark bush below her abdomen. The beauty, one hand on Wu Long's shoulder, lifted her soft, boneless waist and wrapped it around Du Ke's waist, her wet crotch spread wide, arousing desire.

Gongsun Ruyan wriggled and responded to Du Ke's movements, her red lips parting and her breath coming in gasps, her firm breasts bouncing. Her delicate skin, like ice and jade, seemed to drip water, shimmering with a soft, snowy light, so smooth, white, and translucent.

The following content is purely for word count purposes and is unrelated to the story: Chapter One: Cliques and Gangs, Clear Streams and Calamities, Steep Wind and Moonlit Commentary. The north wind was like a knife, the ground covered in frost.

On a main road near the coast of Jiangnan, a group of Qing soldiers, armed with swords and spears, escorted seven prison carts, braving the wind and cold, heading north.

The first three prison carts held three men, all dressed as scholars: one an old man with white hair, and two middle-aged men. The four carriages behind were occupied by women, and the last carriage carried a young woman holding a baby girl. The baby girl cried incessantly. Her mother tried to soothe her, but the baby only wept loudly. A Qing soldier beside the carriage grew angry, kicked the carriage, and shouted, "Cry again! Cry again! I'll kick you to death!"

The baby girl was startled and cried even louder.

Several dozen feet from the road stood a large house, under the eaves of which stood a middle-aged scholar and a child of eleven or twelve. Seeing this scene, the scholar couldn't help but sigh, his eyes reddening, and said, "How pitiful, how pitiful!"

The child asked, "Father, what crime have they committed?"

The scholar replied, "What crime have they committed? Yesterday and this morning, more than thirty people have been arrested, all of them well-known scholars from Zhejiang, all innocent victims."

He spoke the words "innocent victims" in a very low voice, afraid that the soldiers escorting the prison carriages would hear him. The child said, "That little girl was still nursing, did she commit a crime too? It doesn't make sense."

The scholar said, "You understand that the soldiers are unreasonable, you're a good child. Alas, 'Man is the butcher, I am the fish; man is the cauldron, I am the deer!'"

The child said, "Father, you taught me a few days ago that 'Man is the butcher, I am the fish' means being slaughtered and cut up. They are the knife and the chopping board, and we are the fish and meat. 'Man is the cauldron, I am the deer' means something similar, right?"

The scholar said, "Exactly!"

Seeing that the soldiers and the prison cart had gone far away, he took the child's hand and said, "It's windy outside, let's go back inside."

So the father and son went into the study.

The scholar dipped his brush in ink and wrote the character "deer" on the paper, saying, "Deer, though a large animal, is extremely peaceful. It only eats grass and leaves and never harms other wild animals. If a fierce beast tries to hurt or eat it, it can only run away. If it cannot escape, it will be eaten."

He then wrote the characters "chasing the deer" and said, "Therefore, the ancients often used the deer as a metaphor for the world. The people of the world are all gentle and kind, only destined to be oppressed and harmed. The Book of Han says, 'When Qin lost its deer, the whole world chased after it.' That is to say, when the Qin Dynasty lost the world, heroes rose up and fought for it. In the end, Emperor Gaozu of Han defeated Xiang Yu and obtained this fat and large deer."

The child nodded. "I understand. The novel says 'chasing the deer in the Central Plains,' which means everyone is vying to become emperor."

The scholar was quite pleased, nodded, and drew a picture of a cauldron on the paper, saying, "In ancient times, people didn't use stoves or pots for cooking; they used a three-legged cauldron like this, with firewood underneath. If they caught a deer, they would cook it in the cauldron. Emperors and high officials were very cruel; if they disliked someone, they would accuse them of a crime and boil them alive in the cauldron. The *Records of the Grand Historian* records that Lin Xiangru said to the King of Qin, 'I know that my crime of deceiving Your Majesty deserves death; I beg to be put in the cauldron.' That means, 'I deserve to die; burn me to death in the cauldron!'"

The child said, "The novel also often says 'asking about the cauldron' (a euphemism for the imperial throne), which is the same as 'chasing the deer in the Central Plains.'" "It seems to mean something similar."

The scholar said, "That's right. King Yu of Xia collected gold from the nine provinces and cast nine large tripods. The so-called 'gold' at that time was actually copper. Each tripod was cast with the names of the nine provinces and pictures of mountains and rivers. The ruler of the world in later generations would possess the nine tripods. The Zuo Zhuan says: 'The King of Chu inspected his troops on the border of Zhou. King Ding sent Wangsun Man to greet the King of Chu. The King of Chu asked about the size and weight of the tripods.' Only the ruler of the world could possess the nine tripods. The King of Chu was just a vassal of Chu. His questioning about the size and weight of the tripods showed that he harbored rebellious intentions and wanted to seize the throne of the King of Zhou."

The child said, "So 'asking about the tripods' and 'chasing the deer' mean wanting to become emperor. 'Not knowing who will win' means not knowing who will become emperor."

The scholar He said, “Exactly. Later on, the phrases ‘asking for the throne’ and ‘chasing the deer’ could be used elsewhere, but their original origin specifically refers to becoming an emperor.”

He sighed, “We commoners always face certain death. ‘The deer’s fate is unknown,’ meaning we don’t know who will kill it, but the deer is doomed.”

He walked to the window and looked out. The sky was overcast, threatening snow. He sighed, “How cruel Heaven is! Hundreds of innocent people are walking on this icy road. The snow will only add to their suffering.” Suddenly,

he saw two people wearing straw hats walking side-by-side on the southern road. As they approached, he recognized their faces. The scholar was overjoyed and exclaimed, "It's you, Uncle Huang and Uncle Gu!"

He quickly went out to greet them, calling out, "Brother Lizhou, Brother Tinglin, what a wonderful breeze has brought you two here!"

The man on the right was slightly plump, with a black beard under his chin; his name was Huang Zongxi, courtesy name Lizhou, from Yuyao, Zhejiang. The man on the left was tall and thin, with a dark complexion; his name was Gu Yanwu, courtesy name Tinglin, from Kunshan, Jiangsu. Both Huang and Gu were renowned Confucian scholars of their time. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, heartbroken by the national upheaval, they lived in seclusion and refused to serve in the government. On this day, they came to Chongde together. Gu Yanwu took a few steps forward and said, "Brother Wancun, I have an important matter to discuss with you."

This scholar's name was Lü Liuliang, courtesy name Wancun, and he had lived in Chongde County, Hangzhou Prefecture, Zhejiang for generations. He was also a very famous recluse in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Seeing the solemn expressions on Huang and Gu's faces, and knowing that Gu Yanwu was always quick-witted and composed in the face of adversity, he knew that if it was something important, it must be something significant. He cupped his hands and said, "Please come in and have three cups to warm yourselves up."

He then invited them into the house and instructed the child, "Baozhong, go tell Mother that Uncle Huang and Uncle Gu have arrived. First, cut two plates of mutton fat to go with their drinks."

Soon, the child, Lü Baozhong, and his brother, Yizhong, brought out three sets of cups and chopsticks and set them on the study table. An old servant served the food and wine. After the three men left, Lü Liuliang closed the study door and said, "Brother Huang, Brother Gu, have three cups first!"

Huang Zongxi looked pale and shook his head. Gu Yanwu, however, poured himself a drink and downed six cups in one go.

Lü Liuliang asked, "Is your visit related to the 'History of Ming' case?"

Huang Zongxi replied, "Indeed!"

Gu Yanwu raised his wine cup and recited aloud, "Though the breeze is gentle, it cannot blow me away; though the bright moon shines on people, it cannot. Brother Wancun, these two lines of your poem are truly masterpieces! Whenever I drink, I recite this poem and always drink a large cup of wine."

Lu Liuliang, longing for his homeland, refused to serve as an official in the Qing Dynasty. A local official, admiring his reputation, recommended him as a "recluse of the mountains and forests" to be recruited into the court, but Lu Liuliang resolutely refused, and the official dared not press him further. Later, another high-ranking official recommended him as a "learned scholar." Lu Liuliang, seeing that refusing again would be an insult to the court and could lead to his death, shaved his head and became a monk, a fake monk. Seeing his unwavering resolve, the local officials never again tried to persuade him to serve. The lines "Clear breeze, bright moon," a satire of the Qing Dynasty and a lament for the Ming, though not daring to be published, had already been widely circulated among like-minded friends. Gu Yanwu read them aloud now. Huang Zongxi exclaimed, "Truly a fine poem!"

He raised his wine cup and drank a cup as well. Lü Liuliang said, "You two are too kind."

Gu Yanwu looked up and saw a large painting hanging on the wall, about five feet high and ten feet wide, depicting a vast landscape. The brushstrokes were bold and vigorous, and the atmosphere was majestic. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The painting was inscribed with only four large characters: "Such a landscape." He said, "Judging from this brushwork, it must be the work of Mr. Erzhan."

Lü Liuliang said, "Indeed."

The "Erzhan" was surnamed Cha, named Shibiao, a great painter of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, who was also on good terms with Gu, Huang, and Lü. Huang Zongxi said, "Such a fine painting, how come it has no inscription?"

Lü Liuliang sighed, "Mr. Erzhan's painting is quite profound. However, he is a cautious and reserved person, so he neither signed nor inscribed it. Last month, he stayed at my place and, on a whim, painted it and gave it to me. Why don't you two inscribe a few lines?"

Gu and Huang stood up and walked to the painting to examine it carefully. They saw the mighty Yangtze River flowing eastward, with countless peaks on both banks, adorned with strange trees and rocks. However, the painting was filled with misty clouds, and although the landscape was beautiful, it immediately evoked a sense of melancholy in the viewer.

Gu Yanwu said, "Such a beautiful landscape has fallen into the hands of barbarians. We, the people, have endured this in silence, living a life of hiding among them. It is truly infuriating. Brother Wancun, why don't you inscribe a poem to express Mr. Erzhan's feelings?"

Lü Liuliang said, "Good!"

He immediately took down the painting and laid it flat on the table. Huang Zongxi began to grind ink. Lu Liuliang picked up his brush and pondered for a long time before writing directly on the painting. A poem was completed in a short while: "Is this the Southern Song Dynasty's relocation south? Such a landscape is truly shameful. Is this after the Battle of Yamen? Such a landscape is unbearable to look at. Now I understand the meaning of painting, and I weep bitterly. Looking at the past from today's perspective, the past is still the present; I swallow my sobs without holding back my tears. I paint the table feathers and tears from the Western Terrace, grinding them into the inkstone as I pick up my brush. Therefore, there is painting but no poem; the poem is entirely contained within these four characters. I once said that being born in the early Hongwu era is like a blind person suddenly gaining sight and being able to walk on their own. The mountains and rivers have cleared, the ancient jade is intact; where can I climb to such heights without wild joy?"

Having finished writing, he threw his brush to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Gu Yanwu said, "Exhilarating! Truly a wonderful poem."

Lü Liuliang said, "This poem lacks subtlety and cannot be considered good. It merely expresses the original intention of Mr. Erzhan so that viewers can understand it."

Huang Zongxi said, "When will our homeland be restored to its former glory? At that time, 'the mountains and rivers will be clear and the ancient ruins intact.' Even in barren mountains and treacherous waters, it will fill one's heart with joy. Truly, 'Where can one climb without feeling ecstatic?'"

Gu Yanwu said, "This poem concludes wonderfully! One day, the barbarians will be driven out, and our great Han lands will be restored. This is far more inspiring than merely expressing grief and indignation."

Huang Zongxi slowly rolled up the painting and said, "This painting cannot be hung. Brother Wancun must keep it safe. If it falls into the hands of villains like Wu Zhirong, and the authorities investigate, Wancun..." "Brother, you're certainly in trouble, and you've also implicated Mr. Erzhan."

Gu Yanwu slammed his fist on the table and cursed, "That dog Wu Zhirong, I really wish I could eat his flesh alive."

Lü Liuliang said, "You two have come here without saying anything, there's an important matter. We scholars are used to writing poems and painting, but we've neglected our important business. I wonder what it is?"

Huang Zongxi said, "We've come here because of Mr. Erzhan's relative, Mr. Yihuang. Brother Gu and I received news the other day that this major 'History of Ming' case has also implicated Mr. Yihuang."

Lü Liuliang exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Yihuang has also been implicated?"

Chapter 64 After Hardship Comes Happiness

"Don't keep looking there, it's so embarrassing."

Seeing him staring intently at her most embarrassing private parts, the beauty finally couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Okay. As you wish."

Du Ke chuckled and pressed down on her again. The two lay face to face, gazing intently at each other. Their eyes, as if drawn by an unspoken connection, slid to each other's lips, slowly drawing closer as if tempted.

The instant their lips touched, Du Ke felt a jolt of electricity. In that instant, he knew this woman was firmly imprinted on his soul, indelible and unforgettable. They clung to each other, lips and teeth intertwined, saliva mingling, their mouths swirling and teasing each other tenderly, unwilling to part. Gongsun Ruyan, seemingly overcome with passion, subtly wrapped her arms around Du Ke's neck, as if trying to bind and lock him in.

Du Ke held her tightly, intensifying his assault, when suddenly his hand touched hers, feeling her soft, supple body, his palm instantly going numb. As his hand opened, he kneaded a soft, pink mass of flesh. The beauty couldn't help but moan softly, her tightly restrained body finally breaking free. In an instant, her limbs went limp, completely at the mercy

of her lover. Du Ke, insatiable and greedy, invaded and craved her, finding everything he touched incredibly tender and delicate. His heart pounded wildly. He wanted to devour her, yet feared hurting her, so he restrained himself, remaining careful and gentle as water. After

a while, fearing that the beauty might be upset, Du Ke glanced up and saw her eyes brimming with tears, her brows and eyes filled with deep affection. He was overwhelmed with emotion, no longer caring, and buried his face in her chest, kissing her passionately.

"This is so good. Ke Lang, you're so gentle,"

Gongsun Ruyan whispered shyly, her two snow-white arms wrapping around his neck.

"Hmm, baby, isn't this beautiful?"

Du Ke looked up at the voice, gazing intently at the beauty before him. At the same time, he continued thrusting, his hips swaying.

Gongsun Ruyan met his gaze, her eyes brimming with tender affection. Du Ke felt the beauty's unreserved love, his heart and soul intoxicated, and he thrust deeper and faster.

Gongsun Ruyan began to pant softly, occasionally brushing aside the stray hairs from his forehead, occasionally tracing his face with her fingers. Her lower body, however, was not as composed as her upper body; it was already overflowing with honeyed juices and overflowing with spring tide. (

The following is a separate section: Spring comes early to Jiangnan, the grass grows tall and slender, the sun sets in March, and the night still carries a sense of desolation. On the main road from Sibai Hengjie to Taiping Gate in the suburbs of Moling, pedestrians have long since disappeared, treetops sway, a gentle breeze stirs, and the silence is absolute.)

Startled, the wild geese took flight, and in the distance, the faint sounds of carriages and horses could be heard. In a moment, a carriage and a horse appeared, moving with great speed. Thick white foam was already spitting from the mouths of the animals, indicating that they had traveled a long way. The rider wore a silver-white robe, carried a long sword on his back, had a thin face, and bright, piercing eyes that were like sharp scissors. However, his brow was tightly furrowed, and his face was full of murderous intent.

The moonlight bathed the ground in silver light; it was Mid-Autumn Festival. All was silent except for the jarring sound of horses' hooves. The rider in silver tightened the reins slightly, turning to the driver and saying, "Second brother, be gentle. We're nearing the provincial capital of Jiangning Prefecture; we need to be careful."

The driver, also dressed in silver, was a middle-aged man, slightly plump with a full, round face and a perpetual smile. He seemed unconcerned by the rider's words, continuing the carriage at a brisk pace, and simply smiled, saying, "Brother, you're overly cautious. We've traveled thousands of miles from Beijing, and there hasn't been a single disturbance. I really don't know what you're so worried about all day."

His voice was clear and crisp, spoken in pure Mandarin.

The rider shook his head slightly, opening his mouth as if to say something, glancing sideways at the driver, then holding back.

Suddenly, the driver casually flicked his whip, drawing a circle in the air. The whip moved incredibly slowly, yet it produced a faint sound of wind and thunder. At this moment, his smile broadened, and he shouted, "Even if a few ignorant lackeys come looking for trouble, with our two swords, are we afraid we can't deal with them?"

The voice had barely faded when a cold voice rang out from afar, "Such arrogance."

The voice wasn't loud, but even from that distance, it was crystal clear, each word sharp and distinct.

The rider's expression changed instantly. He lightly pressed his hand on the saddle, and like an arrow, he shot forward. His wide robes billowed in the wind. He paused briefly in mid-air, then swung his whip downwards, propelling himself another ten feet or so upwards. Looking around, he saw only silence; not a soul in sight.

The driver remained seated, glancing back into the carriage. The occupants were breathing heavily; they were all fast asleep.

At this moment, the rider quickly surveyed his surroundings with lightning speed. His silver-white robes, like a white ribbon in the moonlight, suddenly shot into the sky and landed gracefully on his horse. His brows furrowed even more as he said, "This man's martial arts are unfathomable. If he is truly sent from the capital, I'm afraid..."

The driver's smile vanished, and he sighed deeply, continuing, "It's more of a curse than a blessing. In any case, this heavy burden has fallen on our shoulders. We must at least give an explanation to those in the afterlife. We'll just have to wait and see."

He tightened the reins, and the carriage sped forward again.

The rider was named Dai Mengyao, and the driver was his junior brother, Lu Feibai. The two were cousins, but after their family was ruined and they fled to the borderlands with ginseng traders. When they passed through Juyong Pass, they had a fortuitous encounter and were taken in as disciples by a renowned master of the Changbai Sword Sect who lived in seclusion at Qinglong Bridge on Badaling. This renowned elder of the Changbai Sword Sect, of extremely high rank, never revealed his name. It was by chance that he and his brother stayed at Qinglong Bridge for seven years. Twenty years ago, when they first entered the martial world, on the Xiling open ground south of Zijing Pass, they annihilated the Seven Fiends with their twin swords. It was said that the Seven Fiends' seven outer weapons couldn't withstand even ten moves. The Seven Fiends, who had dominated for years, were wiped out in one fell swoop, not a single survivor. The martial world was astonished, and everyone wanted to see the two brothers' true faces.

Soon after, the heroes of the Western River martial world, both righteous and wicked, gathered at Gaobeidian to negotiate the way of escorting goods. The negotiations naturally became increasingly tense. At this moment, the two brothers suddenly appeared, using the "Thirteen Forms of the Azure Sky" to subdue the assembled heroes, thus becoming famous throughout the land. They were known in the martial world as the Star and Moon Twin Swords, and the Azure Star and Silver Moon became renowned throughout the north and south.

Later, the two suddenly disappeared together, and rumors circulated in the martial world, with no consensus.

Some said they had been framed by their enemies and were dead. This news spread far and wide, seeming increasingly plausible, and the martial arts world rejoiced.

The Star and Moon Twin Swords were arrogant and elusive, rarely having true friends. Moreover, their enemies had handled their affairs with remarkable efficiency. While chivalrous individuals had once advocated revenge, time had passed, and they had gradually forgotten.

It was true they had been framed, but they had miraculously survived. Shen Yiping, the leader of the Two Rivers Green Forest, the Smiling Butcher, somehow obtained a secret technique from the Miao region. He traveled to the Miao Mountains to collect the peach blossom miasma that had accumulated for millennia deep within, condensing it into an extremely potent poison. He stored it in a tiny steel tube forged from refined steel. Once activated, the poison would spray out; a single drop would cause the victim to rot and die within twelve hours—a truly ruthless poison.

Shen Yiping, the Smiling Butcher, and the Seven Fiends of the Purple Thorn were sworn brothers who harbored a deep hatred for the Star and Moon Twin Swords

. However, fearing their martial arts prowess, they hesitated to act. Now, relying on these vicious hidden weapons, they devised a treacherous plan. On Shen Yiping's fiftieth birthday, he hosted a grand banquet for underworld figures at Majuqiao on the outskirts of Beijing. He had already sent men to Fengshan to find the Star and Moon Twin Swords. After waiting for ten days, they finally found them, explaining that Shen Yiping had decided to retire from the martial world on his fiftieth birthday and disband the Two Rivers Green Forest Gang. Therefore,

he specially invited the Star and Moon Twin Swords to preside over the ceremony. The Star and Moon Twin Swords, unsuspecting, readily agreed. However, while serving the wine, Shen Yiping secretly poured poisoned steel canisters onto them, catching them completely off guard.

The hall was filled with guests, the candlelight flickering red. After several rounds of drinks, the Star and Moon Swords noticed that more and more people were leaving, leaving only Shen Yiping's close associates. Lu Feibai, sensing something amiss, raised his wine cup and smiled at Shen Yiping, saying, "We brothers are honored by the Chief's favor, witnessing his grand act of disbanding the Lianghe Green Forest Road and benefiting travelers. We greatly admire him. Now that we've had our fill of food and drink, we hope you'll give us your instructions so we can also enjoy ourselves."

Shen Yiping smiled slyly and said, "What are you saying? The Lianghe Green Forest Road's foundation has been established for a long time; how could it be destroyed by my hands, Shen Yiping? I think you're drunk, Mr. Lu."

The assembled heroes burst into laughter, their laughter tinged with contempt. Lu Feibai was furious, smashing his wine cup to pieces with a loud crash, and shouted, "Shen Yiping, what do you mean by this?" "The Smiling Butcher laughed wildly, saying, 'You Star Moon Twin Swordsmen were heroes for a time, but it's time to stop now. I, Shen Yiping, am magnanimous and will let you die with your bodies intact. Let me tell you the truth, you've been poisoned by my juice made from thousand-year-old miasma. Within an hour, your bodies will rot and you'll die.'

He finished speaking and laughed again, extremely smug.

Dai Mengyao was shocked. He looked down and saw that his clothes on his knees were ripped open, a large hole, from which a faint stench emanated. He knew that Shen Yiping was telling the truth. He pulled Lu Feibai and whispered, 'Second brother, don't get angry.'

Then he cupped his hands towards Shen Yiping and laughed loudly, 'The Smiling Butcher is indeed worthy of his name. We were not wronged in our defeat. Since you've spared us, my brother and I will part ways from now on.'" Lu

Feibai, realizing his mistake, remained silent and followed Dai Mengyao out. Shen Yiping didn't stop him, laughing loudly at the assembled heroes, "The Star and Moon Twin Swords are indeed clever; they'll go prepare for their funerals now!"

Laughter erupted in the hall, Shen Yiping's laughter growing even louder.

Lu Feibai suddenly leaped backward, drawing his longsword in the process. Without turning his head, he thrust it forward with a backhand strike. The longsword, like a silver rainbow, hurtled towards Shen Yiping with a chilling whistling sound. This was the ultimate move of the "Thirteen Forms of the Azure Sky," "Heavenly Rainbow Reverse Strike." Before Shen Yiping's laughter subsided, the sword was already upon him, forcing him to dart under the table. Lu Feibai shifted his stance, kicking his right leg backward in mid-air, unleashing "Stars Approaching the Eight Trigrams," his longsword transforming into countless silver stars, hurtling towards Shen Yiping. As the attack rained down, Shen Yiping rolled on the ground, his hat and robes falling away, leaving him in a very disheveled state.

Such a desperate, ground-lying escape was generally disdained in the martial arts world. Shen Yiping, the leader of the Green Forest Alliance, was no weakling in martial arts, but he hadn't anticipated Lu Feibai's unexpected attack, hence his panicked state. Using such a move in front of so many of his men was a last resort, but it was extremely humiliating. Enraged, Shen Yiping shouted, "Good friends don't need to be polite! Let's fight him head

-on!" The assembled heroes immediately erupted into chaos, drawing their weapons and throwing away their robes; a bloody battle seemed imminent. Suddenly, someone shouted sharply, "Stop!" Shen

Yiping, who was about to unleash his famous pair of unique curved swords, paused upon hearing someone speak. Lu Feibai, however, ignored this, tapping his sword on the table and using the momentum to rise a few feet. His body slightly faltered, and the sword technique transformed from the fifth move, "Falling Meteor," to the tenth move, "Crossing the Milky Way." Silver light surged like a torrent, pressing towards Shen Yiping.

Chapter 65: Repeated Battles

. The two bodies bounced up and down repeatedly, and Gongsun Ruyan's breasts began to sway, their intensity changing with the speed and force of Du Ke's thrusts, occasionally creating large ripples of snow-white flesh. Her alluringly round and plump breasts bounced up and down, glistening with sweat, appearing even more moist and luscious.

"No...don't move..."

Gongsun Ruyan whimpered, arching her body and clinging tightly to the man's chest like a shrimp. Her slender arms held him tightly, her head resting softly on her lover's strong shoulders. Her beautiful legs wrapped tightly around his waist like vines, her eyes glazed and unfocused, looking as if she were in ecstasy.

Du Ke secretly blamed himself for being too powerful; his dragon spear in her flower path was still majestic and vigorous, making him unbearably swollen. He suppressed his raging desire, remaining motionless as the woman in his arms drifted off into her own world. He lowered his head and gently kissed Gongsun Ruyan's rounded and beautiful slender shoulders, then pressed his cheek against her white jade neck, gently inhaling her delicate fragrance, which was like orchids and musk. He even deliberately breathed on and licked her swan-like long, slender neck and her exquisite earlobes, which were like pearls and jade.

Du Ke knew he couldn't do anything more wrong. He gently caressed her for a while, then decisively released the beauty in his arms, letting the virgin fall into a deep sleep. He then quickly left the boudoir, still dressed.

Du Ke wandered aimlessly in the courtyard for a while, his erect penis showing no signs of softening, still burning with desire. He had nowhere to release his pent-up desire, and his handsome face was slightly contorted.

"Madam, your maid has brought you lunch."

A familiar voice reached his ears. Du Ke looked in the direction of the voice and saw Gongsun Ruyan's maid, Ying'er, carrying a food box and anxiously knocking on the door of Qin Qingying's boudoir. Thinking of that graceful and mature beauty, and the boundless ecstasy of last night and this morning, Du Ke felt his blood boil. Without thinking, he went to Ying'er.

"Ying'er, give me the food! I just came back from practicing and haven't eaten yet. I'll go in and eat with Aunt Qin."

Du Ke shamelessly deceived the innocent girl before him.

Overjoyed, Ying'er handed the food box to the lecherous man, but in doing so, she pushed the beautiful woman in the room into his arms. Watching Ying'er's retreating figure, Du Ke's signature wicked smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "Good Ying'er, your husband has come to see you."

Du Ke quietly pushed open the door to the familiar room, gently placed the food box on the table, and using his superior light-footed skills, arrived at the beauty's bedside in a moment.

Looking at the jade-like beauty sleeping soundly on the bed, a smile played on his lips, and tenderness filled his eyes. Qin Qingying's long, black hair was loose, her bright eyes were gently closed, revealing only her long, delicate eyelashes, her straight and elegant nose, her soft, moist red lips, and her delicate, smooth cheeks—truly incomparably charming and alluring.

A simple white gauze dress enveloped her slender, graceful figure, the elegant color perfectly complementing her ethereal气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament). Du Ke secretly swallowed, his eyes quickly shifting from tenderness to lust. Her stunning beauty seemed to beckon him with irresistible allure, and Du Ke involuntarily drew closer to her flawless face, gently inhaling the delicate fragrance emanating from her body. His gaze greedily devoured her breathtaking beauty.

Before long, a sudden urge to touch her arose within Du Ke. He knew, of course, how soft and smooth her flesh was, how sweet and delicious her luscious red lips were—he had experienced these things firsthand last night and this morning.

Soon, the intense desire aroused by Gongsun Ruyan, without any outlet, effortlessly overcame his reason. His lustful thoughts gradually transformed into action, and Du Ke, determined to succumb to his beastly desires, fixed his wicked eyes on Qin Qingying's boneless, supple body, unable to look away.

Du Ke chuckled wickedly, sat on the edge of the bed, and then lay down beside Qin Qingying, fully clothed. He gently extended his right arm and slowly embraced her slender waist.

"Ah...who is it..."

Qin Qingying woke up immediately from her sleep, and tried to struggle, but when she saw Du Ke's face, her body instantly went limp.

Du Ke leaned close to Qin Qingying's ear, nibbling her delicate earlobe, and said softly, "Good Ying'er, your husband has come to wake you up. Why aren't you up when the sun is already high in the sky?"

Qin Qingying felt a surge of electricity run through her body as Zhang Pei's large hand embraced her slender waist, her heart pounding like a deer's. With a graceful sway of her waist and shy glint in her eyes, Qin Qingying rolled her eyes at him and spat, "If it weren't for you... that... playing tricks on me yesterday and this morning, I would have gotten up much earlier..."

Du Ke chuckled, knowing he was in the wrong, and chuckled dryly. To change the subject, he tightly embraced Qin Qingying's delicate body and shamelessly said, "Then let's continue sleeping!"

Qin Qingying's pretty face flushed red, she spat lightly, gave him a charming sidelong glance, and said shyly, "Who wants to continue sleeping with you?"

"Anyway, we already slept together once yesterday."

Du Ke chuckled wickedly and continued to tease the beauty in his arms, "Once is never enough, twice is easy, three or four times you can just close your eyes and do it..."

"Oh... what are you saying... nonsense, don't you know shame..."

Qin Qingying blushed instantly upon hearing this, feeling incredibly ashamed, and scolded, "What do you mean by closing your eyes and doing it, you can't say anything nice..."

“Ying’er, only now do I realize you’re such a bold and decisive woman.”

Du Ke’s eyes flashed with slyness, his face showing surprise as he asked doubtfully, “You don’t like doing it with your eyes closed? Hehe, actually I don’t like it either. Of course, it’s more fun to do this with your eyes open, hehe. Why don’t we try it now?”

Hearing Du Ke’s unrestrained and lewd tone as he teased her, Qin Qingying, despite having already been intimate with him, still felt overwhelmed and said urgently, “You…you bad man…are you really going to embarrass me to death…”

"Alright, alright, it was my fault, I apologize, okay?"

Du Ke chuckled, stopping his teasing. He gently stroked Qin Qingying's soft, smooth waist, but made no further move, saying with a smile, "How about we get up and eat something first? Your husband will be heartbroken if you're starving."

Qin Qingying felt the warmth of Zhang Pei's hand on her waist through her gauze dress, and nodded gently, her anger turning to joy, "At least you have a conscience."

The two helped each other out of bed and sat facing each other at the table. After the series of intimate encounters last night and this morning, Qin Qingying had long regarded Du Ke as her husband. She leisurely opened the food box and took out the dishes one by one, arranging them carefully.

In a short while, several exquisite home-style dishes were laid out on the table: a plate of fried fish, crispy and golden brown, with snow-white fish meat bursting out from the cross-shaped, pale yellow cuts in the fish skin, vivid and lifelike. The vegetables were a mix of green and white, the stems braised until flavorful, while the leaves remained tender. There was also a pot of steaming winter melon and pork soup, the broth clear and transparent.

"Let's eat!"

Qin Qingying handed the man a bowl about eight-tenths full of rice, a sweet and gentle smile on her face.

Du Ke took the bowl with a wicked grin, then with a flick of his wrist, gently grasped the woman's arm and immediately pulled her into his embrace. "Don't be silly, I'm hungry, I want to eat. Don't you care about me at all?"

Qin Qingying scolded playfully.

"Eat like this, your husband will feed you himself."

Du Ke's hand greedily caressed her slender waist, feeling its almost fragile softness, and he chuckled wickedly.

"How can I eat like this? I'm not a child. Let go of me. Ke'er, be good, eat first."

Qin Qingying could only resort to both gentle persuasion and firmness. In a moment, the thin veil had been removed by the skilled man, revealing her proud breasts peeking out from under her lotus-colored bodice. The woman's trembling voice already contained a seductive tone, and her sensitive body writhed incessantly.

Du Ke, with his thick skin, was completely unmoved by either soft or hard approaches. He moved his large hand to her erect breasts, chuckling, "Let's eat together."

He then scooped up a ladle of hot soup, put it in his mouth, and immediately sealed her cherry lips with his own. Under the stirring of their tongues, the clear soup mixed with the sweet fragrance of their saliva exchanged in their mouths.

Qin Qingying mumbled, "The food will get cold..."

Her resisting voice gradually faded under the man's caresses.

Chapter 66: Intimacy

Chapter 66: Intimacy The mysterious and secluded boudoir of the Jade Pavilion's master, Du Ke and Qin Qingying were eating lunch, taking turns, and an ambiguous passion was gradually growing in this room that held countless memories.

"Come, my good wife, have a piece of meat."

Du Ke turned his head with a piece of meat in his mouth. Qin Qingying in his arms had clearly resigned herself to the lecherous tricks of this man, her starry eyes slightly narrowed, and she helplessly brought her moist cherry lips to his. Another round of passionate kisses ensued.

This meal lasted for more than half an hour, until the food was cold, before Du Ke finally ended this romantic encounter with great enthusiasm.

After Qin Qingying finished clearing the dishes, she looked up and found that the despicable lecherous man showed no sign of leaving. He stood with his hands behind his back, staring blankly out the window. The soft sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting long, long shadows on him. Qin Qingying, watching him intently from behind, felt a pang of inexplicable desolation and loneliness.

She quietly walked to his side and softly said, "Ke Lang, you seem very sad?"

Du Ke replied faintly, "Nothing, just a little homesick, remembering some unpleasant things from the past."

Seeing the man who had just been so carefree and jovial now so sorrowful and lonely, Qin Qingying couldn't believe that someone as carefree and nonchalant as Du Ke could have such a vulnerable side. Overwhelmed by maternal instincts, she gently embraced him.

Du Ke snapped out of his reverie and returned her embrace. With her warm, soft body against his skin, Du Ke couldn't resist gently caressing her. Qin Qingying was only wearing a plain white gauze dress, which tightly hugged her body, revealing her exceptionally hot and alluring figure. Her chest and slender waist appeared high and rounded under the tight-fitting robe, making her incredibly captivating. Her delicate body was so alluringly partially concealed, and Du Ke felt a burning sensation when he first saw her. Now, with her body pressed against his, and her slender waist pressed against his, no man could remain unmoved.

"Don't move, you're so naughty, you're lying to me again,"

Qin Qingying said coquettishly.

Qin Qingying was already stunningly beautiful, and with her coquettish allure, how could Du Ke resist? As if holding a furnace, hot and burning, he cupped her small mouth and lowered his head to kiss her. His legs, like crab claws, tightly entwined around Qin Qingying, his knees pressing against her beautiful buttocks, rubbing against her body. His erect penis was already high, occasionally touching between her legs, as if seeking a hole to enter and create a passionate, tumultuous lovemaking.

Qin Qingying was aroused by Du Ke, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, focusing on a tongue battle with him. Du Ke entered Qin Qingying's mouth with his tongue, their saliva flowing together, their two tender tongues chasing and playing like fish in a deep pool, intertwining and entwining, enjoying the tenderness.

Du Ke's large hands were even more unrestrained, gently stroking and rubbing Qin Qingying's back, gradually moving down to caress her round buttocks, making the beauty extremely uncomfortable. Her body writhed, and her high, beautiful buttocks involuntarily twisted, as if responding to Du Ke's caresses. After caressing Qin Qingying's back and buttocks enough, Du Ke's hand slowly moved upwards along the curves of her body, finally reaching her chest. He grasped her breasts, his fingers sinking in slightly, and began to gently rotate them.

After a long while, their lips parted, but their eyes remained locked, their passion burning fiercely, no less intense than their previous lingering kiss. Qin Qingying, in particular, felt a burning heat throughout her body under Du Ke's touch, as if a fire was raging within her. Her breasts were erect and full, as if overflowing with milk, painfully swollen, as if a slight squeeze would release fluid, heavy and desperately needing gentle caresses. She realized that since being taken by this wicked man, her body had become increasingly sensitive, easily aroused by the slightest touch.

Du Ke's grasp of Qin Qingying at this moment was perfectly timed, offering some relief to her swollen and uncomfortable state. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her cherry lips exhaling a fragrance as sweet as musk and orchids that brushed against Du Ke's face, further arousing him. Du Ke lifted her gauze robe, his wolfish hands directly kneading her plump breasts. While Du Ke was removing her nightgown, her hands weren't idle either. In terms of skill and speed in undressing, Du Ke was no match for her, and so the instant her nightgown was stripped off, Du Ke was already naked.

Qin Qingying had no more inhibitions, giving him her whole being. Now, panting softly, she involuntarily tightened her embrace, immediately causing Du Ke to flip over, pressing his entire body against her tender, full breasts. Her eyes were alluring, emitting waves of electricity towards Du Ke, her whole being like a warm, powerful magnet, tightly attracting him, preventing him from leaving.

Gradually, Du Ke became completely absorbed in the wonderful process of possessing Qin Qingying, hoping to etch every second deeply into his memory. He gently combed Qin Qingying's long, smooth hair, his lips slowly moving down her forehead, cheeks, and neck, kissing almost every corner of her snow-white skin. His hands roamed over her pristine white flesh, the smooth, soft texture almost melting between his fingers. He even pressed his body against her delicate form, carefully savoring the soft, moist, and cool sensation of her body. In

this quiet room, their bodies, completely free of clothing, were pressed tightly together, as if they were inseparable, like water and milk blending together. Du Ke gently kneaded Qin Qingying's full, tender breasts, their snow-white, delicate, and flawless skin seeming to belong only to a celestial goddess. On the peaks of her firm, pure breasts, two delicate, rosy nipples stood proudly like red plum blossoms in the snow, rising in the crisp wind.

He held this jade-like treasure in his mouth, savoring its delicate texture. Its translucent white flesh was not only smooth and supple, but also emitted a sweet, intoxicating fragrance, making him feel as if he could fly with pleasure. Passing over the high mounds and then the flat stomach, Du Ke explored Qin Qingying's rounded breasts. The fine, dark flesh was so soft, forming a black forest, tightly guarding the woman's most precious and mysterious entrance.

Du Ke lifted Qin Qingying and placed her on the edge of the table, letting her long, white legs hang naturally. Qin Qingying's smooth, soft body thus formed a beautiful curve. He knelt before Qin Qingying, trembling as he held her soft legs in his arms, continuing to lick and kiss them incessantly. Her translucent, beautiful legs were so delicate and soft that he couldn't help but bury his head between them, hoping that her tender and beautiful body could calm the burning desire within him.

Du Ke reverently cradled Qin Qingying's exquisite, white feet in his hands, bringing them to his lips to savor them: the delicate soles were so tender they were almost translucent, inspiring an irresistible urge to kiss them; the smooth, polished arches traced a beautiful curve, like a crescent moon in the night sky; her long, elegant toes were adorned with neat, small toenails, the transparent nail polish reflecting a soft, beautiful sheen under the light.

Holding these smooth, translucent ankles, Du Ke slowly parted them, revealing Qin Qingying's secret paradise shyly. Du Ke placed her feet on his shoulders, then straightened up, separating and fixing Qin Qingying's curves. Looking down along her smooth, translucent inner thighs, beneath the dense, soft black foliage, a pink, mysterious garden had already unveiled its veil.

Qin Qingying presented herself completely to him, her face as beautiful as a fairy, her body curvaceous and shapely, her skin smooth as jade, her waist slender and delicate, her breasts two soft, jade-like peaks rising in front, with a lush mound between them, topped with two tightly closed fleshy doors, the upper part of the opening still faintly visible, the size of a soybean. All of this created a breathtakingly beautiful primal picture.

Seeing Qin Qingying so shy and alluring, Du Ke's dragon spear swelled and burned once more. He pressed his body against Qin Qingying, half-lying on the table with her, and without any hesitation, forcefully pushed her down, thrusting his entire body into her. The sunlight streaming through the window had gradually faded, as if dark clouds had once again obscured the sun, as if the sun was too shy to peek at the heart-pounding scene on the desk, letting the darkness veil its eyes. The gentle breeze continued to blow, and the sounds drifting from the house gradually changed from soft, languid whispers to mournful moans, finally culminating in a long, desperate cry accompanied by the sounds of violent collisions. After

several climaxes, Qin Qingying had lost track of time; she felt utterly exhausted. Looking up, she saw Du Ke's handsome face still flushed, his eyes still brimming with passion. With a surge of tenderness, she clamped her legs around her lover's waist and thrust upwards with all her might, pulling his head down forcefully. She pressed her lips to his, kissing his face passionately, sometimes even biting his facial muscles with her pearly teeth, leaving no spot untouched—his nose, eyes, ears.

"Husband, my dear husband, I give you… Qingying gives you everything!" (

Chapter 67, April 26th)

After resting for a long time, Qin Qingying suddenly opened her eyes. Traces of ecstasy still lingered in her watery eyes, a mixture of allure and surprise. Her face still showed some weariness, but after being nourished, it radiated a captivating beauty. A blush, imbued with the scent of spring, seemed to possess a magical power on her delicate features; her languid beauty was breathtaking, a mature and alluring charm enhanced by a touch of youthful tenderness.

Du Ke, seeing this, sighed, "So the best medicine for making a woman beautiful is still the love between men and women. Qingying is even more radiant now than before, reaching the pinnacle of beauty!"

"You're clearly insulting me!"

Qin Qingying, seeing Du Ke's intimate words, felt both surprised and confused, and seized the opportunity to act coquettishly. She stretched out her slender, lotus-root-like arms, wrapping them around Du Ke's neck like a snake.

Du Ke said triumphantly, "Come on, give me a kiss."

He pulled her into a hug, giving her soft waist a firm squeeze.

Qin Qingying obeyed and leaned in to kiss Du Ke's cheek, obediently resting her head against his neck. For a moment, the warmth of his body filled her with his fragrant breath, the delicate scent of his hair wafting into her nostrils. Qin Qingying gazed at Wu Long, her expression somewhat strange, as if looking at a beloved possession, her eyes gentle and full of affection. She had once been a renowned courtesan, having seen countless handsome men, but Du Ke's appearance still surprised and puzzled her greatly. His face possessed a captivating beauty, yet also a magical allure. Qin Qingying had never imagined that physical appearance could be so breathtaking. These were the most beautiful and mesmerizing eyes she had ever seen, their deep, intelligent light shining through their enchanting depths. Her heart pounded like a tidal wave, unable to calm down.

Du Ke was truly a deadly poison to women. Qin Qingying did not refuse Du Ke's request; she tilted her head back and gently kissed his forehead with her soft lips. Du Ke tilted his head, his face instinctively pressing against one of Qin Qingying's breasts through her thin nightgown, his nose rubbing against the other. His head moved restlessly, trying to feel the two soft mounds.

The two spent the whole day together, deeply in love, and Du Ke found that his affection for her had subtly surpassed that for his beautiful sister-in-law, Hua'er, whom he had deeply admired since childhood.

Lost in pleasure, they embraced sweetly, unaware of the passing time, and another day passed without them realizing it. Du Ke awoke from a sweet dream, seeing the stains of their lovemaking covering the bedding. His beloved was gone, leaving only the lingering fragrance of their lovemaking, a bittersweet feeling.

He felt a sticky, sticky sensation all over his body, which made him very uncomfortable, so he got up to wash. Qin Qingying had just gotten up to wash as well, and the two met in the small washroom. Remembering the passionate embrace of the previous day, Qin Qingying blushed.

Du Ke was captivated by Qin Qingying's alluring peach-blossom cheeks and fair neck, glistening with the dew. Qin Qingying, noticing Du Ke staring intently at her, blushed even more, giving him a shy glare and gently scolding, "You rascal, didn't you get enough of me yesterday?"

Du Ke gazed at Qin Qingying, who wore only a white gauze dress, revealing her slender, graceful figure, her soft, snow-white arms, her beautifully rounded legs, her slender, smooth calves, and her youthful, mature, fragrant, and high-set breasts, all complemented by her delicate, smooth, and jade-like skin—truly captivating and alluring. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Qingying, you're even more beautiful than before!"

Qin Qingying felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but her cherry-like lips curled into a coquettish retort: "Sweet talk, hmph, go tell that to Yan'er. I'm not an innocent little girl..."

Before she could finish speaking, Du Ke chuckled and pulled her close, kissing her cherry lips, followed by her cheek.

Qin Qingying was held tightly by Du Ke, her delicate body unable to resist, a tingling sensation spreading through her. Her hands climbed up and wrapped around his neck, her small mouth emitting intermittent moans, her eyes tightly closed, lost in Du Ke's tenderness. A flame began to ignite within Du Ke, burning continuously in his heart. Driven by that instinctive, frenzied thought, Du Ke's hands gradually invaded the most sensitive areas of Qin Qingying's body...

Du Ke pulled her into his arms, inhaling deeply the fragrance emanating from her body. Qin Qingying, at the same time, held Du Ke with a sense of joy, imagining the sweet life they would share as husband and wife. She fantasized about leaving behind the troubles of the world and living in a beautiful, secluded place with stunning scenery, mountains, and water. The place she wanted would be incredibly quiet, surrounded by lush green meadows and filled with all sorts of wildflowers. Qin Qingying felt that the life of "picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence, gazing leisurely at the southern mountains" was what she truly desired. She even imagined Du Ke tilling the fields, and of course, she wanted to bear him many children.

It was a peaceful and serene happiness. In her fantasy, Qin Qingying tilted her head slightly, gazed deeply at Du Ke, smiled charmingly, and said, "Du Lang, will we be happy together?"

As she spoke, her rosy face radiated happiness.

Du Ke nodded firmly and said, "Of course we'll be happy, but it's not just the two of us, you have many sisters too..."

Qin Qingying deliberately pouted and said sourly, "I knew it, you big bad guy, you'd have many women!"

Du Ke smiled wryly, "You really are a complete jealous person..."

Qin Qingying suddenly smiled and said, "I am a jealous person, I'll make you jealous to death..."

Du Ke said smugly, "I'm afraid before you die of jealousy, I'll have already burned you out!"

After saying that, he turned her around, hugged her slender waist from behind, and said with a wicked look, "Baby, I'm telling you the truth. How about we try again..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Qin Qingying's firm breasts and began to knead them, his dragon spear thrusting boldly against the beauty's plump buttocks.

"You little rascal, don't even think about doing it again..."

Qin Qingying scolded coquettishly.

“Since you’ve become the wife of a villain, you have to satisfy his needs. That’s the duty of a villain’s wife!”

Du Ke chuckled wickedly, pressing his thick member against Qin Qingying’s buttocks, his hands gripping and kneading her breasts forcefully.

“Husband, let’s go back to bed…”

Qin Qingying was already weak all over and naturally couldn’t walk back on her own.

Du Ke’s lips were pressed tightly against hers, then he lifted her entire body, spun her around, grinned, and gently kissed her lips. Du Ke looked at this jade-white beauty, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow, so vibrant, so fragrant. A thousand graceful curves, ten thousand enchanting allure, concealing her beauty and charm, endlessly alluring.

Du Ke gently picked up this almost-beautiful woman, rushed to the bed, and placed her delicate body on it. Du Ke bent down and licked her entire body with his tongue, then began to gently caress her flawless white breasts. Qin Qingying endured it, waves of tingling pleasure washing over her, the sensations constantly assaulting her brain. Her trembling eyelashes fluttered open and closed intermittently. She was completely limp, sprawled on the bed, letting Du Ke do as he pleased. Her waist twisted, and moans escaped her throat.

Du Ke's hands began to move over her mysterious triangle again, and Qin Qingying began to moan loudly, her breathing rapid, her waist arching to match Du Ke's movements, whispering sweetly, "Good husband, give it to me quickly, I'm going crazy."

Her body was burning with desire, every cell surging and throbbing.

Du Ke, his thick, hard member erect, gently slid into her lubricated, thirsty world. Qin Qingying let out a soft "Oh," then closed her beautiful eyes slightly, immediately beginning to moan softly, her waist twisting.

With Du Ke's joyful rhythm, she showed great pleasure, her voluptuous body swaying from side to side with Du Ke's thrusts. She stretched out her arms and hugged Du Ke tightly, as if afraid that Du Ke would escape, and kept calling out, "Ke Lang, I love you!"

Qin Qingying's skin was so soft and smooth, her firm breasts pressed tightly against Du Ke's thick chest; even when Du Ke was deeply inside her, she remained the center. Du Ke gently caressed this beautiful woman, gazing tenderly at her face, that captivating smile, so smooth, and the moment she met his gaze, it was all intoxicating. The more alluring

and beautiful she seemed to Du Ke, the more forceful he became, completely in a state of indescribable excitement. Du Ke kissed her red lips, their lips meeting, pressed tightly together, as if their bodies were overlapping, as if their whole being were one. Her tongue licked Du Ke's lips, exploring, lingering.

Qin Qingying was drenched in sweat, her beautiful hair damp, her head shaking incessantly. She felt a surge of desire, one wave after another crashing in, her entire being immersed in a sea of passion. She felt like a small boat adrift in a raging storm, sometimes white waves soaring skyward, lifting her into the air as if she could reach out and pluck the clouds; other times, swirling waves pulled her deeper into the sea of desire, completely filling and engulfing her, squeezing and suffocating her.

Suddenly, Du Ke felt her arms gripping his shoulders tightly, her legs raised high, wrapped around his waist. Finally, the peak of climax arrived, and she let out a breathtaking scream. High and low, rising and falling, her heart soared and sank with her, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out, as if she had reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.

After this passionate encounter, Qin Qingying was almost too exhausted to speak. Her heavy breathing was clearly audible, her chest heaving, clearly showing her complete exhaustion. A flood of fluids flowed beneath her, and her panting remained, the captivating blush on her face lingering.

Her skin was still soft and warm, with fine beads of fragrant sweat on her delicate skin. Du Ke, leaning against her, could clearly hear her rapid heartbeat, and, still not satisfied, began to touch her again. One hand caressed her, while the other slipped between her legs. Qin Qingying gently pushed Du Ke away. She was panting softly, covered in fragrant sweat, her beautiful face flushed red, her snow-white, soft body trembling and collapsing. Du Ke stroked her bare shoulders and back, finding them smooth and delicate to the touch, and couldn't bear to let go. The air was filled with the exquisite fragrance of the beautiful woman's hair and body, like orchids and musk, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness, his heart overflowing with boundless affection and love for the delicate beauty in his arms!

In just three short days, the intimacy between the two surpassed that of most married couples in the world. A single glance at each other revealed their mutual affection. How mysterious is the love between men and women; who can truly understand it? Looking at this woman who was nearly ten years older than him, Du Ke's heart was overflowing with love.

Chapter 68: The Thrill of an Affair

Du Ke and Qin Qingying had no secrets left. He told her everything, including taking Gongsun Ruyan's virginity not long ago. Qin Qingying clearly considered herself Du Ke's first wife. These past few days, she had spent every day with the young woman, the three of them inseparable. However, every night, the two beauties insisted on sleeping together, saying they wanted to give the lustful man a period of abstinence.

Du Ke was living like a fish in water in Yangzhou, with his beautiful wife by his side, somewhat forgetting his homeland. Wen Hua also sent a letter from Yuezhou, informing Du Ke that she was doing well and had found traces of the Blackwater Sword Demon's martial arts, diligently practicing them, which greatly pleased Du Ke.

That evening, the three returned from a stroll in the streets, and Du Ke, in a rather wicked manner, secretly threatened Qin Qingying: either she would come to his room after the girl fell asleep, or he would force himself on her, having a no-holds-barred affair, the three of them sleeping together. Qin Qingying's cheeks flushed red, and she spat at him fiercely.

In the dead of night, Du Ke quietly pushed open the door to the beauty's boudoir and sneaked in.

Gongsun Ruyan, having just lost her virginity, was still recovering and was naturally fast asleep, but Qin Qingying was somewhat flustered by her lover's ambiguous joke. In her hazy sleep, she suddenly felt a weight on her body. Startled, she opened her eyes to see Du Ke's somewhat wicked smile. She couldn't help but say, "Good husband, not now, Yan'er is still here." "

Hehe, I've already checked. Ah, she's fast asleep. It's alright, my darling, we haven't been intimate in so long."

Du Ke pressed her tightly beneath him, using his skilled techniques to subdue her. Their bodies were intimately pressed together, almost without gap, their bodies rubbing intensely. The intense sensory stimulation immediately triggered Du Ke's primal instincts. Almost simultaneously, Qin Qingying felt Du Ke's erection press against her soft abdomen.

"You—"

Qin Qingying's body instantly went limp, her beautiful face burning red. Her words trailed off due to excessive shyness. Fueled by passion, Qin Qingying was exceptionally alluring and captivating, irresistibly alluring.

Gongsun Ruyan's existence seemed to have been completely forgotten by the two. They were both now intoxicated by their passion. "Ying'er, baby—"

Wu Long's voice was filled with desire, almost burning her alive in the heat of the moment. He couldn't help but twist his body against hers, wanting to feel the pleasure of embracing her more clearly.

As a man, Du Ke inevitably increased the pressure on himself. One could imagine how she could not feel Du Ke's desire as his hot, hard symbol writhed against her lower abdomen. Qin Qingying's eyes were languid, her parched lips uttering murmurs urging Du Ke on. Her fiery body felt Du Ke's assault, and instead of righteously pushing him away, she obediently parted her legs. Du Ke pressed hard against her lower abdomen through her clothes. Shame made it difficult for her to accept, but it also made her submit to Du Ke's actions.

"Ah! You little rascal, be gentle!" Qin Qingying couldn't help but cry out as Wu Long thrust into her. Although it might wake the other sleeping beauty beside him, Du Ke couldn't care less about that now. In this special space and environment, Du Ke was completely captivated by the alluring Qin Qingying. Qin Qingying was in the same boat; completely enveloped by Du Ke, she had forgotten everything.

Sensing that Qin Qingying wasn't resisting, Du Ke knew she was also yearning. The affair proceeded in a passionate atmosphere. Wu Long and Qin Qingying's bodies intertwined like snakes. Although they hadn't yet consummated their union, the pleasure was already overwhelming for the beautiful Qin Qingying. She breathed heavily as Du Ke's nimble tongue plunged into her cute little mouth, taking her tongue and dancing with it.

Du Ke's mouth wasn't idle, and his hands weren't idle either. One hand attacked downwards, while the other unceremoniously grasped her high, round breasts. Du Ke, skilled in both ways, gently manipulated her, guiding her towards her hidden paradise, while simultaneously caressing her soft peaks. Du Ke kneaded her with varying pressure, bringing her immense pleasure.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, Qin Qingying could no longer stop Du Ke's actions; the mingling of their saliva also gave Du Ke immense pleasure. His body trembled violently, and with a tearing sound, his clothes were accidentally ripped open.

Qin Qingying cried out in surprise; her snow-white breasts were completely exposed before Du Ke, her erect nipples blooming proudly like plum blossoms before him. Du Ke, aroused at the sight, slipped his hand under her panties, tightly grasping her wet vulva. She cried out in shock, her body trembling violently, her proud upper body thrusting upwards, her nipples landing precisely on Du Ke's lips, which he immediately took into his mouth.

"Ah!" Qin Qingying let out a soul-stirring cry, and a flood engulfed Du Ke's palm. Du Ke was shocked; she had already... Du Ke looked up and was met with her incredibly shy face. She was forcefully covering her face with her hands, deceiving herself and unable to face what had just happened.

Du Ke's erect penis was pressing against the base of her penis, rubbing against her sensitive spot with her movements. Du Ke felt a warm sensation and immediately knew where it was. Before he could fully release himself, he thrust again, pressing firmly against that spot. He pulled Qin Qingying into his arms, lovingly stroking her hair, and said, "My darling wife, if you really don't want tonight, I won't force you."

Qin Qingying was deeply moved that he was still so considerate of her feelings. She couldn't help but hug her lover tightly, shyly saying, "I miss you too. But..."

She stammered for a long time, ultimately too shy to finish her sentence.

Du Ke gently sucked on her earlobe, whispering, "Good wife, what are you afraid of? Yan'er is my wife too, not an outsider."

"Yan'er doesn't know our relationship yet, I... I don't want to steal my niece's man behind her back."

Qin Qingying's voice was extremely soft, but in the quiet of the night, Du Ke heard it clearly.

"Silly baby, silly Ying'er. Yan'er is sleeping like a little pig, she won't know anything,"

Du Ke comforted her with a smile.

"You naughty boy, you're so clever. I... I won't be able to help but scream, and Yan'er will be woken up."

It was indeed difficult for Qin Qingying, the dignified and elegant head of Pinyu Pavilion, to say such embarrassing and private words.

"That's easy, come to my room. Ying'er, I want you."

Du Ke was eager, burying his head deeply in Qin Qingying's high, round, jade-like breasts. A faint, elegant fragrance wafted into his nose, refreshing his heart and soul.

Qin Qingying's large, warm breasts had already made the most intimate contact with Du Ke's face. Waves of heat and fragrance flowed from her chest to Du Ke's nostrils, and then to his heart, a fierce surge rising up.

Qin Qingying pleaded repeatedly, "No, I... I always leave you completely exhausted, I definitely won't be able to come back tomorrow. Yan'er will still find out, and I'll be so embarrassed."

"I'll take that little girl Yan'er back to her own room, and tomorrow morning you can assume she slept there,"

Du Ke said, suddenly having an idea.

Qin Qingying couldn't help but spit, "You little pervert, you're always full of tricks."

Du Ke persisted, "I have even more ideas in bed. Tonight, I'm going to let my darling experience your husband's skills. Don't get too excited then."

Qin Qingying's pretty face flushed red, and she spat, "You're so frivolous."

Du Ke leaned over and kissed her cheek, grinning wickedly, "Good darling, quickly take off all these clothes and wait for me here."

After saying that, he got up, picked up Gongsun Ruyan's sleeping body, and went out the door.

Watching his figure disappear into the darkness, Qin Qingying felt her body go weak and languid. Thinking of the ecstasy to come that night, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. A clear dampness emanated from her thin undergarments, and the beauty, blushing, tightly clamped her legs together, turning over and burying her flushed face deep within the embroidered pillow.

Du Ke, carrying Linglong, quickly reached the beauty's boudoir. He gently placed Meiyan on the bed, tucked her in, and then, filled with excitement, left, unaware that a pair of beautiful eyes were wide open in the darkness.

Gongsun Ruyan had been awake since the man entered. She had been pretending to be asleep. Knowing that her lover had cheated on her with Aunt Qin, whom she considered like a mother, the young woman was initially jealous and felt a pang of bitterness. But when she heard that Aunt Qin refused to be intimate with her beloved in front of her, her heart was filled with blessings. "Ke Lang, you must make Aunt Qin happy." With these thoughts, the young girl gradually drifted off to sleep.

Du Ke was completely unaware of the girl's feelings; his heart was only filled with the peerless beauty waiting for his love in the darkness. He quickened his pace, and in a few moments, he had nimbly returned to Qin Qingying's boudoir.

Hearing the rustling sounds of her lover undressing, Qin Qingying blushed like a newlywed bride. The thought had barely formed in her mind when she heard a clear, springy sound, and a hot, masculine body pressed against hers.

Du Ke was puzzled; why was this beautiful woman so shy tonight? He embraced her trembling body from behind, breathing softly against her sensitive earlobe, and whispered, "Baby, turn around quickly, let me kiss you. Ying'er, I've felt this way about you every night these past few days."

Qin Qingying thought to herself: Me too. Before the thought could even form, he had already firmly grasped her shoulders and forcefully turned her around. Although the night was deep, slivers of moonlight still streamed into the room, making the beautiful woman's familiar face clear to Du Ke. She shyly closed her alluring eyes, exuding a languid and seductive charm.

Du Ke could no longer restrain himself; he lunged forward, finding her lips and pressing them firmly against his. Qin Qingying trembled slightly, then reached out her slender arms to wrap around her beloved man's neck.

Du Ke held Qin Qingying's soft, boneless body tightly, both reveling in the other's lips and tongues. Their tongues danced and intertwined passionately, their soft lips occasionally emitting soft, smacking sounds.

In the room, the faint moans were exceptionally clear. Qin Qingying's beautiful face, illuminated by the cool moonlight, appeared even more alluring and captivating, radiant and unparalleled.

Du Ke held Qin Qingying tightly, the two kissing each other almost frantically, as if trying to crush and merge into one.

Chapter 69 A Long-Awaited Wish Fulfilled

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Du Ke slightly shifted his body, his strong arms tightening around her, instantly filling his arms with a warm, fragrant embrace, her soft breasts pressing heavily against his chest. Lost in the passionate kiss, Qin Qingying had unknowingly found herself fully embracing Du Ke, who was lying on his side. Her delicate body struggled slightly, still displaying a touch of proud resistance.

"Baby, I'm here. I love you."

Before Du Ke could finish speaking, a hand silently slipped inside Qin Qingying's gauze dress, caressing her warm, soft, and smooth skin.

The familiar soft warmth made Du Ke's blood boil. He pressed down and passionately kissed Qin Qingying's soft, moist red lips, kissing her until she could barely breathe. At the same time, his hands roamed over her body, caressing and kneading. Qin Qingying's

pretty face flushed red, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her proud, round breasts heaving, giving Du Ke a visually overwhelming sensation.

As if blessed by the heavens, a ray of moonlight streamed into the room, illuminating the entire night sky. Du Ke stared blankly for a moment, itching to pounce and kiss her. Qin Qingying, seeing her lover staring intently at her lips, blushed, becoming even more beautiful.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Good sister, you're so beautiful!"

Such a handsome and dashing lover, now uttering such direct praise, made Qin Qingying's heart nearly stop. Her pretty face turned even redder, and her small mouth exhaled a delicate, feminine fragrance. The sweet scent wafted into his nostrils, strands of hair brushed against her face, her soft body trembled—Du Ke felt an overwhelming tenderness.

He couldn't resist tightly embracing the beauty and pressing her against him, his handsome face tenderly resting on Qin Qingying's neck, inhaling her captivating fragrance with ecstasy.

He decided to make his move. He firmly grasped Qin Qingying's delicate hands with one large hand, and wrapped his other arm around her soft, slender waist. He began to gently kiss her neck, sometimes lightly licking it with his tongue, sometimes gently blowing on her earlobe, his lips tingling with pleasure as the beauty buried deep within him.

Before long, the beauty, unable to endure the prolonged battle, suddenly let out a high-pitched moan, and with a rapid thrust, her flower spurted out a hot stream of fluid. She collapsed onto Du Ke's chest, softly whispering, "Ke Lang, this position is too easy to bring me pleasure! It's so hard to bear."

The following is purely to increase the number of deleted words and is unrelated to this book; you do not need to read it: After opening her beautiful eyes, Lou Jiangyu coldly glanced at everyone at the table, then her eyes fell on Li Yueqing, saying, "Uncle-Master Li, you know best about the affairs of our sect, so you and I will go to the south of the city with three hundred disciples to question Liu Mingde!" Li Yueqing's face seemed to show little panic. After hearing Lou Jiangyu's instructions, she stepped forward, bowed, and agreed.

As Lou Jiangyu was leaving, she suddenly glanced at Su Ruishi and said, "Senior Brother Su, you should come along!" Su Ruishi's face lit up with joy, no longer caring about her father's expression, and she excitedly and loudly agreed.

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"Halt!"

Just as Lou Jiangyu and her men reached the outside of the mansion, a loud shout suddenly came. Then dozens of riders rushed in from the corner of the street, followed by a continuous stream of soldiers wielding weapons. The surrounding common people were already crying and screaming in terror. The disciples following Lou Jiangyu couldn't understand why Penglai, which had been peaceful and prosperous just yesterday, had suddenly changed so drastically, becoming so unsafe, as if the world was ending.

The riders quickly reached Lou Jiangyu's carriage, glanced at it, and said, "Who's inside? Get down immediately! Everyone behind, go back right now!"

Seeing that Lou Jiangyu didn't seem to intend to get out, Su Ruishi mounted her horse and shouted at the officer, "Do you know who's inside? What are you shouting about? Dismount immediately!"

The officer, a guard, laughed loudly upon hearing Su Ruishi's words, "Insolence! I've been ordered to take charge of the entire Lou family. You've already fallen from power, yet you're still so arrogant. Now even your sect leader..." "He's my prisoner now!"

Then he shouted loudly at the carriage, "Those inside, get out quickly, or I'll drag him down right now! Lord Liu has been waiting for a long time, quickly hand over the sect leader so I can take him to the south of the city to see Lord Liu!"

Lou Jiangyu could no longer sit still. She gently lifted the curtain, gracefully stepped out of the carriage, and said to the guard, "Sir, your master has sent his troops into Penglai City without any reason. I'm going to question him now. You've come at the right time, lead the way!"

When the officer saw Lou Jiangyu, his eyes lit up, and his face became infatuated. Then the light in his eyes became fiery, as if he wanted to devour Lou Jiangyu.

Seeing this, Su Ruishi shouted loudly, "Insolence!" The true energy in Su Ruishi's shout made the officers tremble slightly, and they came to their senses. The guard's eyes darted around, then he burst into laughter, "So, you, beautiful lady, are the leader of the Bohai Sword Sect? It seems those old men in charge knew something bad was going to happen. They sent this delicate little beauty to take the blame!"

His gaze then turned cold as he shouted at Su Ruishi, "Do you know what crime the Bohai Sword Sect has committed this time? A capital offense! All of you beheaded! Now hurry back and hand this little beauty over to me; I'll take her to Lord Liu!"

Seeing Lou Jiangyu's face harden, the guard laughed again, spurred his horse to her

side, and reached out to grab her, saying, "Since you're already going to die anyway, why not let us have you? Maybe you'll have a chance to live!" Lou Jiangyu's face changed. She glanced at the guard and quietly said to Su Ruishi beside her, "Kill this servant!"

Su Ruishi's expression changed slightly. Then, seeing Lou Jiangyu's sharp gaze, he drew his long sword and took a few steps forward, giving the guard a cold smile.

"What? You scared me..."

Before the guard could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and everything went black. His head was instantly in Su Ruishi's hand.

"Ah!"

The soldiers behind him, dozens of paces away from Lou Jiangyu, were completely unprepared for what had happened. Seeing their highest-ranking officer killed, they only widened their eyes in shock. A moment later, they remembered to rush forward.

Su Ruishi smiled coldly, expressionless, holding the guard's head, and spurred her horse towards the charging soldiers. With a flick of her longsword, blood blossomed in the air, and several bloody heads flew into the sky. The soldiers behind her were also terrified by the sight, hesitatingly looking at Su Ruishi in front of them. They were at a loss for what to do.

Su Ruishi spurred his horse forward a few steps and coldly sneered at the group of soldiers, "

Even your Jiedushi, Lord Liu Mingde, would bow respectfully before my sect leader, Lou Linxi. How dare you lackeys be so arrogant! Stand here properly and wait for Miss Lou's instructions. If anyone dares to move, you will all be killed!"

With that, he spurred his horse and rode back to Lou Jiangyu's side.

Lou Jiangyu gave Su Ruishi an approving glance, then said to the soldiers in a cool, elegant voice, "You are acting on orders from above, so I won't make things difficult for you. You are to guard the Lou residence, but anyone who dares to step inside will be killed without exception." She then turned gracefully and stepped onto her carriage.

Su Ruishi felt a sense of relief, for Liu Mingde was no longer the foolish captain he had just seen. However, Lou Jiangyu didn't speak, so he could only bite the bullet and save face for her. His father had already wronged the woman he loved, making him, despite his maddening infatuation with her, too ashamed to pursue her further. Moreover, if anyone dared to disrespect Lou Jiangyu, he would risk his life to protect her dignity.

After Su Ruishi dismounted, Lou Jiangyu also got off the carriage. Seeing the wide street lined with Liu Mingde's troops, she couldn't help but wonder, "How did these troops get here?"

"Who is the leader of the Bohai Sword Sect? Only he is allowed to enter. Everyone else wait behind! Don't cross this line even half a step!"

Seeing hundreds of Bohai Sword Sect disciples also trying to pass, the guarding officer frowned and shouted loudly.

Seeing that their master hadn't spoken, the Bohai Sword Sect drew their weapons and tried to force their way through. The soldiers on the other side also nocked their arrows and aimed in this direction. Arrows were poised to strike on both sides, ready to fire at any moment!

After a moment's hesitation, Lou Jiangyu said to the disciples behind her, "You all wait here. Don't get into a conflict with these people!"

She swayed forward, with Su Ruishi following closely behind, only to be stopped by the officer. But after being glared at coldly by Su Ruishi, she trembled and couldn't utter a single word.

Chapter 70: Tender Affection

. Du Ke was momentarily speechless. His hand involuntarily caressed Qin Qingying's breasts. Her delicate, fair breasts, perfectly proportioned, possessed the typical elegance of a woman from the Jiangnan water towns, twisting and taking shape in his grasp. His other hand slid down her alluring waist, caressing her plump, round, soft, and pert buttocks.

Qin Qingying's body was extremely sensitive after her orgasm. She slumped against him like a limp rag doll, her two warm, soft, and bouncy breasts pressing against his chest, gently rubbing against his firm, muscular chest. Her skin was more delicate than ivory, more lustrous than jade, and smoother than fine porcelain. Accompanied by her soft, melodious moans, it was alluring and captivating.

Du Ke let her soft body off him, patted her full buttocks, then embraced her slender, boneless waist, kissed her rosy cheek, and whispered, "Ying'er, don't force yourself like this next time. Don't just try to please me. I've never treated you as a plaything. Mutual affection and perfect harmony are the ultimate pleasures bestowed upon yin and yang by heaven. Silly Ying'er, a man's pride lies in making his woman feel happy. Your rights are equal to mine."

Qin Qingying's eyes welled up with tears, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't utter a word. She simply nestled tenderly in his arms. Du Ke's simple words had drawn their hearts even closer.

After a long silence, Du Ke slowly said, "The 'Su Nu Jing' only mentions thirty techniques, but in reality, the love between men and women in the boudoir is far more than just the techniques of cicadas crouching and fish kissing, tigers swimming and monkeys crouching, rabbits darting and dragonflies leaping. Ying'er, since you treat me like this, I must repay you with the gentle touch of a cat or the seductive charm of a dog. I wonder which one my precious Ying'er prefers? Quickly tell your husband."

Qin Qingying had fully recovered, but his words made her blush and soften her heart. She said coquettishly, "You rascal, I knew you had many bad ideas. I... I didn't know."

Du Ke chuckled and looked down at the beauty resting on his arm. Her radiant face was filled with a languid spring-like charm, and her slender, bright body was fair, smooth, and lustrous, making her seem like a young woman in the prime of her youth. However, her eyes could not hide the alluring charm of a mature and beautiful woman. Du Ke planted a kiss on her smooth, snow-white forehead and whispered, "My dear Ying'er, you're so beautiful. Tonight, your husband will use both methods. I'll make sure you have a wonderful time."

Qin Qingying was both amused and annoyed, but she bit her lip and lightly punched his shoulder twice with her pink fists.

Du Ke took the opportunity to grab her hands, and with a swift movement, he pressed the beauty down beneath him, whispering in her ear, "My darling, I know you're still a virgin. When we have the chance, I'll prepare some almond oil ointment for you. Tonight, I'll use the cat-like gentleness method to serve you."

Caught off guard, Qin Qingying let out a soft cry, and was embraced by him. His slightly parted lips leaned in, carrying a strong masculine scent, and kissed her lips.

When Qin Qingying came to her senses, their lips were already pressed tightly together. Her whole body was weak from her lover's kisses. She tried desperately to push him away, but she couldn't break free.

"You bad boy... I... I don't have any almond oil ointment. My... my... yours is so big, it will hurt so much..."

Qin Qingying responded passionately, panting heavily. Her delicate body couldn't withstand the stimulation and twisted like a snake. She tried to push him away a little to say a few words, but Du Ke sealed her mouth again. She let out a series of soft moans, which sounded like a protest, yet also like pleasure.

Only after being kissed until his whole body was weak did Du Ke reluctantly leave her luscious red lips, laughing heartily, "There's no need for my wife to worry about that. Yangzhou is such a large city, I'll definitely go and buy the best for my dear Ying'er."

Qin Qingying's beautiful face flushed, her breath quickened, and her cloud-like hair was damp with fragrant sweat. Her heart trembled: "You, a young master of a marquis's mansion, going to buy that kind of thing, aren't you ashamed... Ugh—"

Before she could finish speaking, Du Ke's burning lips covered Qin Qingying's smooth neck, the sharp, thin mustache on his lips making her tremble. Qin Qingying felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow, her slender waist slumped to one side, her whole body tensed, her pink neck tilted as she received the blow delicately, moaning and panting softly, her entire body trembling violently.

After a long while, Du Ke reluctantly tilted his head back and breathed a hot breath into her ear: "I thought I could just go and buy it as a purchasing agent for Pinyu Pavilion. There must be someone in the pavilion who needs it."

"That won't work either, what if..."

Qin Qingying was halfway through her sentence when she let out a soft moan. Du Ke tightened his arms around her, his right palm pressing against her plump buttocks, squeezing her smooth, creamy skin with a slight pressure; his left hand slid under her right armpit along her shoulder blade, his movements filled with intense desire and passion.

Qin Qingying collapsed into his arms, her cheeks burning, her breasts heaving, her captivating eyes half-closed, watery and dreamy, exuding infinite allure.

After nibbling at her neck, Du Ke moved to kiss her lips, inadvertently transferring his fragrant sweat into her mouth. Qin Qingying then realized that her sweat had a refreshing quality, even the faint saltiness tasted pleasant and smooth. No wonder this wicked man always kissed every inch of her body during their lovemaking.

Hearing the beauty's soft panting, Du Ke knew his chance. He leaped from the couch, grabbed her buttocks, and lifted her horizontally, slowly lowering her from the couch to the edge. Her two long, slender, and alluring legs shyly peeked out from under the brocade curtains.

Du Ke stood at the edge of the couch, grinning wickedly, and pounced on her. His burning lips slid down her body, brushing over her full breasts, and kissed his warm base.

Qin Qingying had never experienced anything like this before. She felt both shy and itchy. Her delicate body trembled and weakened under Du Ke's greedy kisses, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed red, and her snow-white skin began to heat up.

Her long, beautiful, snow-white legs shyly parted further, as if hoping Du Ke would kiss them deeper. Her jade-like cleft was already wet and slippery. Between her snow-white legs, there was a sticky fluid, and the beautiful, delicate flesh covering her like butterfly wings was soaked, a sight to behold. Her incredibly soft, plump, pinkish-orange mounds were only slightly larger than a ripe date, with a glistening, moist cleft in the middle, revealing two tender lips, like the flesh of a freshly peeled lychee.

"Kiss me...don't, don't leave! Kiss me..."

Qin Qingying had never been so moved, pleading again and again, her hazy voice like a sob.

Du Ke couldn't linger any longer. He kissed her slender, pink neck, her alluring collarbone, sucked on her sweet, cherry lips, and wantonly kneaded her full breasts that were firmly held in his hands. He pinched her perfectly slender waist, and smelled her indescribable, delicate fragrance...

None of this could make him stay for even a moment longer.

Du Ke kissed and caressed her tenderly, savoring his sister's beautiful cherry lips. His movements were both wild and gentle, making the beautiful sister moan softly. Suddenly, he bit the rope tied behind her neck and gently pulled, biting the end of the rope to untie her close-fitting bodice. His nimble tongue moved like a snake, and from her jade gate, fluid gushed out, like a helpless little deer with its naked body and curved neck. He parted the edge of the bodice and slithered inside, licking all the way from her plump jade back to her red plum blossoms.

Even though she was no longer a virgin, and even though she had been intimate with Du Ke countless times, Qin Qingying was still almost breathless from her lover's passionate kisses. Suddenly, her left breast tightened, and Du Ke held half of her firm breast in his palm. The firm breast resisted the wanton kneading of his fingertips, possessing a smoothness and elasticity that even she herself could not have imagined.

Only in his hands did she realize how full her breasts were.

Du Ke's strong chest rubbed against her two nipples, which were already as hard as cherries. His large hands gently caressed her delicate, silky smooth breasts. His thick, strong waist squeezed between her legs, pressing deeply into her groin, forcing her long, beautiful legs apart and bent, unable to close them tightly. Her snake-like waist trembled.

With a soft moan from Qin Qingying, the intoxicating heat and moisture enveloped Du Ke, and the intense stimulation spread instantly. Under waves of blissful, comfortable, and sweet pleasure, Qin Qingying's mind went blank. Her young heart experienced a kind of intoxicating, tense, and stimulating carnal pleasure that made her almost breathless and dizzy. Her soft, boneless beauty trembled slightly beneath Du Ke, a sensation that was indescribable. Her arms, as delicate as lotus roots, trembled slightly, as if bitten by insects. Her ten long, slender fingers, like jade, gripped the bed tightly.

Qin Qingying's two soft mounds, which had been flat when she lay down, were slowly lifted by the licking, like dough rising, transforming into two proud mounds in the blink of an eye. Pink nipples, glistening with saliva, were exceptionally alluring. Her reaction was astonishing as a sudden surge: she groaned with her chin raised, her flat stomach convulsing like a tidal wave. Her body trembled violently, and fluid flowed down her white, winding thighs. Even the peony-like bloodstains at her groin were diluted by the thick nectar, leaving only a trail of shimmering crimson. Her half-closed starry eyes were hazy with desire as she embraced her lover, wanting to press herself even closer. Her flat stomach arched upwards, convulsing like a tidal wave, her half-closed starry eyes hazy as she drifted aimlessly in the sea of desire.

Hearing Qin Qingying's incredibly ecstatic moans, Du Ke grew even more excited. Instinctively, he arched his back, tightened his abdomen, and thrust deeply, enticing her to arch her back in response. He repeated this several times, the amplitude of his thrusts increasing until he finally withdrew most of the way, then slid straight in all the way, squeezing out a gush of warm fluid with a soft "squeak." The seductive sound was clearly audible.

"Gently...slower...uh...have mercy on me..."

Qin Qingying collapsed onto the headboard, desperately pushing against Du Ke's chest. She struggled to open her starry eyes, which shimmered with tears. In a half-conscious, half-dazed state, she desperately tried to look at her lover with pleading eyes. Her heightened sensitivity, aroused by pleasure, couldn't be easily quelled, only to be swallowed by another rising tide.

Their passion was at its peak, a near-mad, fiery impulse unlike anything they'd felt since their first intimate encounter. Du Ke rose and positioned himself, lifting her knees and bending her alluring legs to ensure he didn't miss a single captivating movement. Later, he simply hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, his sticky, fully inserted, his erect penis scraping against her flesh, relentlessly exploring Qin Qingying's tight, moist passage. Each thrust reached its deepest point, causing Qin Qingying to tremble all over, sweat pouring down like rain, soaking her long, black hair scattered on the bed.

Qin Qingying's delicate body twitched, her beautiful head shaking wildly: "No! I... I'll... I'll die... Ke Lang... Ahhhhhh—"

Hearing her uncontrollable moans, Du Ke could no longer restrain himself. He embraced the alluring Qin Qingying, his waist thrusting and pounding, his raging dragon rapidly swallowing and ravaging, penetrating her until she was utterly terrified, her head thrown back in a shrill moan; with a round of frenzied pounding, the tip of his penis suddenly burst like molten lava, the force so strong that even his desperately clenched perineal muscles twitched, and a large, fiery mass of fluid suddenly gushed out, shooting all of it into her.

"Ah—"

Qin Qingying's body went limp, almost fainting from the heat, her vagina still squeezing and contracting as if it were alive, drawing Du Ke out in a torrent, not a drop left, until he felt a slight sting deep in his glans, still feeling the urge to gush out, exhausted, he lay on her soft, sweaty body, still not satisfied despite the pleasure.

That night, Du Ke gave in to her every whim, and Qin Qingying

felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Their hearts and bodies were one, their spirits intertwined, like cranes rinsing their lips and mandarin ducks entwining their necks—a sight to behold for lovers everywhere. The night was a rollercoaster of emotions; they poured out their hearts to each other, and after a blissful, ecstatic descent, they fell asleep in each other's arms. With such a wife, what more could Du Ke ask for? With such a beauty in his arms, he was already completely content.

Morning light filtered through the window screen. With a clear, melodious rooster's crow, Du Ke groggily awoke from his sweet slumber, letting out a soft, contented breath. He opened his eyes and watched as Qin Qingying's graceful figure disappeared elegantly into the soft, moon-white robe, her relaxed movements revealing the captivating allure of a mature young woman.

Qin Qingying noticed that Du Ke had woken up. Turning around, she met his affectionate eyes and couldn't help but smile charmingly. She said softly, "Ke Lang, you were too... too wild yesterday. Don't practice martial arts this morning, rest a while."

Du Ke, resting his chin on his hand, had just lazily hummed in agreement when he heard a soft knock on the door. The maid Ying'er's voice came softly from outside, "Miss, there's a distinguished guest in the room. They say they want to see you or Miss Gongsun in person."

Du Ke sat up abruptly upon hearing this. Qin Qingying called out, "I know, I'll go right away."

Then, her eyes sparkling, she glanced at Du Ke and smiled alluringly, "Ke Lang, guess whether the person is coming to see me or Yan'er?" "

What's the bet?"

Du Ke teased in a good mood.

Qin Qingying gently bit her lip, her eyes seemingly about to overflow with tears, and said sweetly, "If my husband guesses correctly, I will repay him with my seductive charm tonight."

Du Ke threw back the covers, grabbed his robe from the gold hook, and put it on, laughing heartily, "I bet he saw you! Yan'er is just a little girl, what charm could she possibly have? But this vixen before me is as alluring as a celestial fox that has cultivated for a thousand years."

Qin Qingying stamped her foot and said coyly, "You're just so outspoken."

Du Ke smiled freely, walked up to her, and tightened his grip on her small... With a delicate earlobe, she said softly, "Husband, go and see what distinguished guest has arrived. Then go to the market and buy the best almond oil ointment. I absolutely cannot let my precious Ying'er feel

even the slightest discomfort." Qin Qingying shrank her neck as if tickled, her beautiful collarbone tightened slightly, and her two soft, firm breasts below twitched slightly when touched. The feeling was beyond description; even through a layer of soft silk, her plump, boneless buttocks still exuded an indescribable roundness and perkiness.

Du Ke was instantly captivated. Just as he was about to pull her close and kiss her, Qin Qingying let out a heart-wrenching, poignant sigh: "When all the fleeting pleasures have faded, I will accompany you in solitude. I will carefully find a suitable new master for this Jade Pavilion, giving myself to you completely, fulfilling all the responsibilities of a wife, and being a good and virtuous helpmate. The Du family is a thousand-year-old clan; you and Yan'er must focus on martial arts and have no time for anything else. I am physically weak; the only thing I can do to help you is to have a little bit of skill in managing subordinates."

Du Ke trembled, almost moved to tears. At this moment, he finally truly felt Qin Qingying's selfless devotion and boundless affection for him!

Du Ke couldn't resist leaning in and gently kissing her fragrant lips. Their lips met, soft and sweet, touching tenderly. Time seemed to freeze, and the flames of happiness burned throughout his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Du Ke gently stepped back and said, "Ying'er, let's go! Let's see who this person is."

Qin Qingying nodded obediently, and the two walked out the door hand in hand.

Gongsun Ruyan had just been woken up by Bei Ying'er from a sweet dream. She walked out of the room with sleepy eyes and met Qin Qingying and Du Ke walking arm in arm. The girl obviously acknowledged their relationship. Before the two could react, she generously took Du Ke's other arm and said sweetly, "Ke Lang, Sister Qin, let's go together."

When Qin Qingying heard her call her "sister," she knew that the girl knew everything. She couldn't help but feel shy and buried her head, not daring to look up at her. Du Ke was incredibly shameless, with a wicked smile on his face. He was surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying himself immensely. Qin Qingying secretly glanced at him and saw his smug grin. She couldn't help but feel shy and pinched the soft flesh of the man's waist hard.

"Ah!"

Du Ke cried out in surprise.

"Ke Lang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Gongsun Ruyan asked with concern.

Du Ke quickly smiled and said mischievously, "It's nothing, I was just bitten by a female mosquito with flowery legs."

It was only early summer, so where would a mosquito come from? Gongsun Ruyan was quite puzzled, but she didn't ask any further questions. She just obediently replied, unaware that Qin Qingying's face was burning red on the other side.

"Miss, Young Master Du, Boss Qin, the three young ladies are waiting in the back hall. Shall we go see them now, or..."

The maid Ying'er came running breathlessly from the corridor and said to the three of them.

"Oh? Yan'er, could it be that three new young ladies have arrived at the pavilion?"

Du Ke asked curiously.

"Don't talk nonsense, we have distinguished guests. Yan'er, go wash up and dress up nicely, you can't be undignified. Ke Lang, please excuse yourself, they are Yan'er's close friends, it's not appropriate for them to see you. I also need to prepare some snacks, you can go and stroll around the city by yourself!"

Qin Qingying replied.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

Gongsun Ruyan walked towards the backyard accompanied by Ying'er, leaving Du Ke looking surprised.

"Let go quickly, I have something to do."

Qin Qingying saw that he was still holding her tightly and showed no intention of leaving, so she

couldn't help but say coquettishly. Du Ke chuckled unconcerned and said, "Tell me who they are first, or you're not allowed to leave."

"Hmph! I knew you were a greedy cat, you won't let go once you smell a girl's fragrance. You big pervert."

Qin Qingying glared at him fiercely.

"What? Yan'er is my wife, it's only right that I care about her, I'm just worried that she might make bad friends!"

Du Ke remained grinning.

"Hmph! Yan'er is too proud to call anyone 'sister'! They are the other three of Yangzhou's four most beautiful courtesans, and they meet with Yan'er once a month. This month, it's our Pinyu Pavilion's turn to host. Let go of her, I need to properly entertain them, I can't be impolite,"

Qin Qingying continued coquettishly.

Du Ke reached out and playfully patted her, then leaped out of the corridor, brazenly saying in the courtyard, "Ying'er, entertain them well, I'll go buy you almond oil ointment."

As his hearty laughter faded, the man walked out of the courtyard.

Watching his receding figure, a happy smile appeared on Qin Qingying's face, but suddenly, as if remembering the embarrassing implication in his words, her face flushed again.

Besides Pinyu Pavilion, the other three of Yangzhou's four most famous brothels were Shihua Pavilion, Qixiu Pavilion, and Pianxian Tower, each with its own unique characteristics, all considered top-tier. Thinking of Qin Qingying's words, Du Ke's curiosity was piqued, and he wanted to see the beauty of the three courtesans immediately. He chuckled wickedly, turned, and darted into the back room. (
Chapter 71, April 26th

) The back courtyard of the Jade Pavilion had a large, secluded courtyard, where the pavilion's renowned officials and distinguished guests resided. Gongsun Ruyan, one of Yangzhou's four most beautiful courtesans, naturally possessed extraordinary wealth and lived in this courtyard. Du Ke knew the way well, and relying on his unparalleled lightness skill—the Buddhist technique of crossing rivers on a reed—he reached the reception hall in a few leaps and cautiously peered into the room.

The reception hall was spacious. From afar, Du Ke saw four beautiful young women sitting gracefully, chatting and laughing, their cheerful voices occasionally drifting into his ears—a scene of beauties enjoying spring. Du Ke's eyesight was excellent, and now that he was closer, he could see clearly.

Four beautiful women sat around a square table, chatting and laughing. Gongsun Ruyan, the hostess, naturally sat facing south. Opposite her sat a beautiful young woman with flowing hair, naturally stunning looks, a refined and elegant face, and eyes as clear as autumn water. A silk sash cinched her waist, and her brocade dress accentuated her slender and graceful figure. Her cloud-shaped hair, adorned with emerald hairpins, and a sheer, pure white veil further highlighted her pure, elegant, and breathtaking beauty.

The woman seated to Gongsun Ruyan's left was clearly the most cheerful, currently grinning broadly without any ladylike manners. Her pink silk dress and graceful figure, whether she was smiling sweetly, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, or puffing out her cheeks with a hint of mischief, all exuded youthful beauty, captivating and endearing. Her fair, rosy cheeks, delicate skin, sparkling, unfathomable eyes, and exquisitely beautiful curves were all irresistibly alluring.

The woman to Gongsun Ruyan's right was clearly the youngest among them, only about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her jet-black hair was braided into two flowing braids, which cascaded down her back, highlighting her snow-white skin and making her appear like a jade bone and ice skin—utterly captivating. Her bright, sparkling eyes, like stars shining in the dark night sky, were full of playful, lively, and untamed wildness. Her beautiful face, though stunningly lovely, still retained a touch of childlike innocence. Two faint pink dimples peeked from her cheeks, and the two expensive jade earrings dangling from her ears, along with the pearl necklace around her snow-white neck, accentuated her youthful radiance and made her even more charming.

Du Ke was dazzled, only then realizing that these other three women were in no way inferior to the previously breathtaking Wen Hua, Guan Panpan, and Qin Qingying—each possessing their own unique beauty. Just

as Du Ke was lost in the enchanting scenery, he suddenly heard faint footsteps approaching. He quickly leaped up, clinging silently like a monkey to the wooden carved pavilion above the corridor, and looked towards the sound. He saw Qin Qingying, whom he had separated from earlier, approaching with two beautiful women. Qin Qingying walked in the middle, occasionally speaking with gentle smiles. The woman on her left, dressed in an elegant white palace gown, possessed graceful posture, exquisite features, and flowing, black hair like a clear stream or a cascading waterfall, cascading freely over her shoulders and back. A gentle smile graced her face, creating an aura of ethereal beauty, unapproachable and otherworldly. Only the fine

crow's feet at the corners of her eyes betrayed her age, revealing her to be over thirty—a stunning beauty capable of captivating a nation. The woman on Du Ke's right, however, was the most striking. She was a delicate, beautiful woman with a cloud-like bun on her head, a purple brocade ribbon around her forehead, and a teardrop-shaped purple jade pendant between her brows. She possessed a jade-like face, snow-white skin, and a pair of ample, round breasts—a figure so voluptuous that even Qin Qingying paled in comparison. Du Ke was dazzled, thinking that all the beauties of Yangzhou were suddenly before him; what a feast for the eyes!

Chapter 72 A Warm Heart by the Stove

As the three walked closer, Du Ke, with his sharp ears, clearly heard Qin Qingying say to the woman in white palace attire on her left, "Zheng'er, look at Mengluo's outfit. She's probably holding her breath, thinking of competing with those four little maids in the room in beauty."

After saying this, the two beauties exchanged a smile. The woman beside them, with her voluptuous figure and name Mengluo, wasn't having it. She quickly glanced at her two best friends and pouted, saying, "Sister Liang, look, Sister Qin only knows how to bully me."

It turned out that the woman was Liang Zheng. Seeing her in person, Du Ke couldn't help but feel a surge of shock. Just from her name, Liang Zheng was a woman of striking beauty, not inferior to any man. She was a renowned pipa player of her time, her ancestors being court musicians during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong. During the An Lushan Rebellion, her family fell into ruin, forcing her into prostitution. Despite her exceptional beauty, she showed no favor to wealthy officials and gentry, making her the most famous courtesan of her time.

Liang Zheng is now the owner of the "Number One Pavilion Under Heaven," Pianxian Tower, so the one next to Qin Qingying must be Shen Mengluo, the owner of Shihua Pavilion and the peerless courtesan. While Du Ke was slightly lost in thought, the three beauties had already gracefully entered the living room.

Du Ke quietly followed, hiding by the window. He saw the lively woman in the pink silk dress greet him with a smile, "Aunt Qin, Aunt Shen, Mother, you've arrived!"

Qin Qingying and Shen Mengluo nodded with smiles, but the woman in palace attire beside them said with a pretty face, "You're the only one who's restless, while the other sisters haven't even moved. Your sister Gongsun is the hostess here, and she hasn't even answered. Why are you trying to usurp the host's place?"

Seeing the woman's pouty, charmingly defiant expression, Qin Qingying, as the hostess, naturally chimed in, "Look at you, why are you throwing a tantrum? I really like Ya'er's straightforward nature. Come, let Aunt Qin take a good look at her. Don't pay any attention to this old woman."

After saying that, she pulled a pair of slender, smooth hands aside to whisper to her.

Shen Mengluo laughed, "Sister Liang, you're really getting a bit too angry. Look at our Biyun, she's always so quiet. I bet you're not happy seeing her like this either. Yan'er, come here, let Aunt Shen take a look."

With that, she pulled Gongsun Ruyan aside to talk.

After some pleasantries, Du Ke finally learned the names of the other three beauties. The youngest girl was Biyun, the one Shen Mengluo had mentioned, surnamed Su, and the leading lady of Shihua Pavilion. The one Qin Qingying was talking to was Bai Shiya, an orphan adopted by Liang Zheng many years ago, and now the head of Pianxian Tower. The elegant woman in a white gauze robe naturally came from the most secluded and refined of the four brothels, Qixiu Pavilion. Qixiu Pavilion was renowned for its breathtaking dance, and looking at this graceful beauty, Du Ke knew her dancing skills were definitely no less than Guan Panpan's. Du Ke recalled the folk tale that the current head of the Seven Beauties Pavilion was a beautiful young woman of about sixty-nine years old, and thought this must be her. So she was Feng Laiyi, what a noble name, truly befitting her, Du Ke thought to himself.

The seven beauties in the hall chatted merrily, completely unaware that a lecherous man outside had witnessed their private affairs. Du Ke, while enjoying the feast for the eyes, couldn't help but feel a surge of lust, thinking that if he could take all the beauties here, his life wouldn't be in vain. Of course, such wicked thoughts couldn't be openly expressed. After all, his Du family of Jingzhao was a prestigious clan with a thousand-year history, and there were certain worldly matters he had to consider. Moreover, although Gongsun Ruyan was now his woman, she was also a descendant of the Gongsun family; as a subject, he dared not act so openly.

Du Ke's heart surged with emotion, and he sighed inwardly. He felt that since his martial arts cultivation had increased, his desire for pleasure had also risen accordingly, with nightly desires for intimacy and daytime unfulfilled desires. He shook his head helplessly and turned to leave.

"Bang!"

Du Ke accidentally kicked a metal can by the roadside, frowning in annoyance. Before he could go far, he heard a wary shout from inside the room: "Who's there?"

Immediately afterward, a familiar figure pushed open the door and came out—it was Qin Qingying, dressed in a moon-white house robe.

"Ah!"

Qin Qingying exclaimed in surprise. Before she could speak to her lover, someone inside asked, "Aunt Qin, who is it?"

It was Bai Shiya, who had been snuggling up to Qin Qingying earlier. Qin Qingying frowned, glared at the despicable lecherous man, and then said softly, "It's nothing, just a stray cat that happened to be passing by the yard and bumped into a tin can."

Du Ke smiled helplessly, tiptoed to leave, but Qin Qingying grabbed him and whispered in his ear, "You little rascal, you actually followed me? Weren't you going to the city for a stroll? What are you doing here? Are you up to something again?"

Du Ke thought to himself: Yes! I'm going to take all the beauties in this house. Of course, a lecherous man would have plenty of excuses on the surface. He said earnestly, "My husband was just about to go out when he suddenly saw someone with excellent lightness skills leap over the wall and into the backyard. I chased after him all the way here, but I lost him."

Qin Qingying first called out loudly to the living room with the closed door, "I'll go prepare some pastries and fruit. You two chat first."

Then she turned around, gave the man who was spouting nonsense a coquettish glare, and said in a low voice, "You're just making things up. It's broad daylight, the gates of the pavilion are wide open, welcoming guests from all over the world. Do you think anyone would need to climb

over the wall to get in?" Seeing that his clumsy excuse had been ruthlessly exposed, Du Ke just smiled shamelessly, looking completely unconcerned. Qin Qingying glared at him again, neither amused nor annoyed, and said, "Hurry up and go help him get those pastries in the kitchen."

Du Ke followed behind Qin Qingying with a grin, heading towards the kitchen. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Qin Qingying's graceful figure swayed as she walked, her moon-white robe barely concealed, subtly revealing her tall, voluptuous, and mature charm. Du Ke, walking behind, saw her tall, supple waist and rounded, shapely curves, all captured in the eyes of this lustful man. Despite their previous passionate encounters, Du Ke still felt his blood surging, almost impulsively pinning her down in the corridor and taking her right there.

Du Ke followed her with difficulty to the kitchen, where the beauty delicately lifted the lid of a pot on the stove, carefully taking out a plate of warm poria cocos cake and a plate of mung bean cake, scolding, "You rascal, aren't you going to hurry up and help me get these?"

She wore a moon-white robe, which, in the sunlight, became thin and transparent, revealing the hazy, round, and full outline of her breasts as she raised her arm. Perhaps to make it easier to carry the plates, Qin Qingying rolled up her sleeves, her snow-white, rounded arms swaying in front of Du Ke. She moved back and forth helping, her slender waist and full hips revealing a graceful, slender figure.

Du Ke, as if hearing celestial music, quickly snapped out of his daze, scurried over, took the food, and, under the beauty's surprised gaze, still placed it on the stove. He then hugged Qin Qingying tightly from behind, kissing the part of her neck that peeked out below her ear.

"Alright, alright, I'm in a hurry to get it for them, stop it,"

Qin Qingying said, her heart warming, a slight reproach on her face, a blush spreading across her cheeks. After saying that, she turned back and glared at him, saying, "It'll be fine in a little while, let me go quickly."

Seeing her flushed face and alluring expression, Du Ke was moved by her shy demeanor. He cast a burning gaze upon her, and saw her rosy cheeks and radiant complexion, extremely beautiful. Her curvaceous, mature woman's body made everyone who saw her yearn for something more. Coupled with her sweet smile, she was even more captivating to Du Ke!

Qin Qingying felt her lover's fiery gaze fixed on her curves, and a wave of shyness washed over her, her heart pounding. From the moment they recognized each other until now, their love had been so intense, so completely devoted. A single glance, a single smile, was enough to make the other's heart flutter!

Du Ke embraced the beauty even more passionately, kissing her face like a chicken pecking at rice, whispering, "Ying'er, your husband wants to love you properly again..."

Qin Qingying naturally understood the hidden meaning behind her lover's word "love," her face flushed, her heart pounding with unease. She lightly spat, "Go away, I'm busy, don't be so serious!"

Du Ke pressed his body closer, naturally lowering his head, and kissed her soft, alabaster lips.

Qin Qingying thought the man would just kiss her once and only wanted to quickly satisfy this annoying little rascal. She raised her arms and hooked them around his neck.

The two entwined in a passionate kiss by the stove, playfully teasing each other, their kisses sometimes light, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, growing ever more intense like a fire. Du Ke held Qin Qingying's body tightly, the elastic warmth making him forget everything around him. His mouth held Qin Qingying's soft, moist lips, his tongue licking her smooth, hard teeth and her hot, throbbing tongue, savoring her saliva, finding it incredibly sweet.

"You little rascal, have you had enough? Let me go, I'm leaving,"

Qin Qingying said breathlessly, finally parting her cherry lips.

"Of course not, never enough,"

Du Ke replied, already aroused, panting, his hands kneading Qin Qingying's high, firm breasts beneath her clothes. The warm, soft flesh made his heart pound wildly.

Qin Qingying suddenly realized that this wicked man intended to have sex with her in the kitchen… Although Qin Qingying came from a brothel, she had never imagined making love in such a place…

"Ah… no… Ke Lang… not here… someone might come… not now… so many people are waiting for the pastries."

Qin Qingying struggled, trying to break free from Du Ke's tight embrace, her lips uttering

muffled "mmm…" as he kissed her again.

Ignoring her, Du Ke's wolfish hand first cautiously touched her mouth a few times, then suddenly slipped its hand into the slightly open gauze, unable to resist vigorously kneading it. He felt that there was a high, round, plump mound, full of a wonderfully elastic force that drove anyone crazy; no one could resist it.

As if afraid of attracting attention with too much noise, Qin Qingying's movements and voices gradually lowered. She sighed shyly in resignation, her eyes half-closed in a daze under Du Ke's skillful kneading, a flush of excitement rising on her face.

Seeing her flushed cheeks and soft panting, her eyes glazed and moist, Du Ke seemed to be enjoying it very much. He was instantly ignited with passion again, his desire burning like fire. His fingers touched the two high, erect cherries, and his movements became even more unrestrained and wild. His hands, which were on her breasts, not only kneaded and squeezed, but also twisted and turned them horizontally.

"Mmm..."

Qin Qingying completely succumbed, moaning softly. She felt a strange stimulation and pleasure mixed with the pain, her lips trembling as she turned to kiss the man again.

Du Ke held her tightly, kissing her, when he suddenly realized his penis was hard as iron, pressed against her plump buttocks. He felt a tingling, incredibly comfortable sensation and couldn't help but push forward, sinking the entire head of his penis deep into the beauty's soft, elastic flesh.

Chapter 73: Stumbling upon "Good Things"

Du Ke's left hand quickly slid down, caressing her waist and abdomen, and suddenly slipped between the beauty's legs... Qin Qingying, caught off guard, let out a soft cry, her breathing becoming rapid. At that moment, a surge of desire spread through Du Ke's heart. He felt a painful swelling below, and his right hand encircled his wife's slender waist, pressing her lower abdomen tightly against his.

Qin Qingying felt her lover's erection, and her panting intensified. Du Ke turned her body around, making her face away from him, her hands supporting her against the stove. Qin Qingying's face was flushed, and she lay there obediently, moaning softly, her body naturally arching. She felt waves of weakness, her body writhing uncontrollably in the man's arms, yet she couldn't shake off the burning hot iron rod relentlessly thrusting into her.

"Ugh...it hurts so much,"

Qin Qingying gasped softly.

"Where?"

Du Ke seemed to understand, releasing her large breasts with one hand and groping downwards, sliding over her taut waist, landing on her plump buttocks, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, pushing the iron rod even tighter and deeper.

Qin Qingying suddenly let out a soft moan, her voice unusually sweet and delicate.

Qin Qingying braced herself on the stove, turned her head back, and looked at Du Ke with a reproachful yet shy gaze in her hazy, watery eyes. Her heart was filled with a mix of nervousness and tingling: This little rascal has absolutely no inhibitions. Doesn't he know where he is? If his sisters find out, he'll be so embarrassed.

"My dear wife, isn't it exciting?"

Du Ke looked at her seductive expression and said in a wicked voice as he thrust in and out.

"Mmm...you...you little rascal, um, how could you...do this, you...you...don't...don't...oh..."

Qin Qingying began to beg for mercy, overwhelmed with shyness.

"Ouch... Gently... Gently... Mmm..."

Qin Qingying's moans escaped her lips, her rapid, hot breaths releasing a fragrant aroma. As Du Ke penetrated deeper, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her moans becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. After all, they were in the kitchen, in broad daylight, so she had to cover her mouth with her hand, letting out soft, whimpering moans...

"Ugh..."

The intense tension and stimulation overwhelmed Qin Qingying, and after a few suppressed whimpers, her body convulsed a few times, a slippery, sticky nectar gushing out. Her body felt as if its bones had been removed, limp and about to collapse. Knowing she had already lost her way once, Du Ke quickly turned her hot, flushed body around, then lifted her legs to his waist, making her wrap her arms around his neck, tightly holding her wet, snowy buttocks, and thrust into her again in a monkey-like position.

Qin Qingying frowned, her eyes closed, her mouth half-open, and she let out a moan with each thrust. Du Ke, watching the beauty's delicate state as he received his drenching, excitedly ejaculated ten or so times before stopping in pleasure, collapsing weakly onto her body, panting heavily, his hands still restlessly kneading her.

After regulating her breathing, Qin Qingying opened her eyes, still trembling and slightly flushed from the afterglow of passion. After a long while, Qin Qingying glared at Du Ke and sighed, "You rascal, I must have owed you something in my past life!"

Then she smiled charmingly, got up, and began to put on her clothes one by one. Watching her alluring way as she dressed, Du Ke felt a surge of heat in his heart, and his erection returned.

"You rascal! I knew I shouldn't have asked you to help. Look, the pastries are definitely cold now, it's all your fault!"

Qin Qingying's face was flushed, the lingering scent of her past love still lingering, radiating a thousand charms. Her slightly annoyed expression was truly irresistible.

Qin Qingying's coquettish and pouting manner was just like a girl in love, and Du Ke's heart melted. He kissed her red lips with a mixture of love and reluctance before gently laying her soft, fragrant body down. Just

as he was about to speak, footsteps sounded at the door. Du Ke was startled, but before he could react, a figure flashed in—it was Liang Zheng.

"Ah..."

The three of them exclaimed in unison. Liang Zheng saw Qin Qingying's disheveled body, especially Du Ke's entire body, with his hot, thick penis pointing straight at her. His face turned bright red, and he screamed again, running away...

Du Ke and Qin Qingying looked at each other. Qin Qingying's jade face was flushed. Seeing Du Ke still standing naked, his penis still erect and trembling, she couldn't help but glare at him: "You idiot, are you satisfied now?"

Du Ke snapped out of his daze, stood awkwardly for a moment, then suddenly laughed and lowered his voice to Qin Qingying: "My darling Ying'er, exciting, isn't it?"

Qin Qingying's jade cheeks flushed red, and she glared at him irritably. Seeing Qin Qingying's eyes sparkling and her unusually charming appearance, Du Ke felt a surge of heat in his heart and began to touch her again.

Qin Qingying let out a soft "Ah!"

as Du Ke pulled her into his arms again. The beautiful woman, still caught in the throes of desire, was easily flustered by Du Ke's weight. His large member then began to thrust and pound against her sensitive areas, causing her heart to race and a blush to rise on her delicate face.

Her eyes were glazed as she looked up at Du Ke for a long while, then lowered her voice and giggled. She tapped Du Ke's forehead with her slender fingers and drawled, "You… ah…"

Her voice was sweet and soft, incredibly gentle, further fueling Du Ke 's desire.

He wanted to go further, but Qin Qingying struggled free, giving him a disdainful look before smiling sweetly. She picked up Du Ke's clothes scattered on the floor and said softly, "You bad boy, stop fooling around, put your clothes on!"

Knowing he shouldn't go too far, Du Ke smiled sheepishly and put on his clothes as instructed.

Qin Qingying carefully tidied Du Ke's clothes, then tidied herself up, tying her slightly disheveled long hair into a simple bun. Next, the two tidied the kitchen, placing the reheated pastries into a food box. Then, carrying the food box, they left the kitchen, walked through several winding corridors, and headed towards the living room.

As they walked along the corridors, Qin Qingying was still immersed in a sense of satisfaction and lingering pleasure. She glanced at Du Ke walking beside her, thinking: This rascal is getting more and more formidable, and bolder and bolder… Her face flushed again.

Du Ke and Qin Qingying walked side by side into the hall. Upon entering, Qin Qingying, newly undressed, immediately stunned everyone in the hall.

Qin Qingying was naturally beautiful, and after the passion, she was even more alluring. Everyone in the hall, whether it was Gongsun Ruyan, Bai Shiya, Feng Laiyi, Shen Mengluo, Liang Zheng, Su Biyun, or the other attendants and maids, were all dumbfounded!

Qin Qingying walked with a natural, graceful gait. Her body was still supple, her eyes watery and alluring, and her movements seemed to possess a rhythmic quality, captivating everyone in the hall.

The expressions on their faces varied: Gongsun Ruyan's eyes were filled with admiration; Bai Shiya, Shen Mengluo, and Feng Laiyi, though usually confident and also women, were equally mesmerized; Su Biyun's mouth gaped open, her hands unconsciously fidgeting with her clothes. Liang Zheng, upon Qin Qingying's entrance, trembled slightly, his gaze fixed on her, his hands clenched tightly; the other attendants and maids also wore expressions of amazement and infatuation.

Qin Qingying blushed under their gazes, giving Du Ke a sidelong glance that made his heart flutter. Seeing everyone so captivated, Du Ke felt a surge of smug satisfaction; he felt his advances had been remarkably effective, and a wicked smile spread across his face. Qin Qingying was extremely embarrassed. She coughed and smiled, "Everyone, try the pastries I made myself!"

Everyone then snapped out of their daze, letting out a collective sigh of relief and rushing forward to help, moving tables and chairs, distributing bowls and chopsticks. Only Gongsun Yanran let out a soft snort, stubbornly remaining seated. Liang Zheng also stepped forward to help. When Ye Feng, Qin Qingying, and Liang Zheng's eyes met, they all felt awkward. Qin Qingying's face flushed again. When Liang Zheng met Du Ke's gaze, his face also turned red, and he turned his head away, silently tidying up. Du Ke also looked quite embarrassed.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, my name is Du Ke, from Duling in Chang'an. I'm Yan'er's fiancé. Thank you all for taking care of Yan'er all this time."

Du Ke casually stood up and introduced himself to the group of beauties.

Gongsun Ruyan secretly cursed, "This scoundrel is so shameless," but under the astonished and suspicious gazes of the crowd, she had no choice but to stand up and say, "I've known Ke Lang for over a year, but I haven't had a chance to tell you all. It just so happens that everyone is here today, so it's good to introduce ourselves."

The expressions on everyone's faces varied, with Liang Zheng's being the most dramatic. She glared fiercely at Du Ke for a while, then suppressed her inner turmoil and said calmly, "Ying'er, come here, I have something to say to you."

After saying that, amidst the astonished and bewildered gazes of the crowd, she pulled the ashamed Qin Qingying into the back room.

Du Ke's mind was in turmoil, wondering what the two were saying in the back room. He wished he had super hearing so he could know everything.

Not long after, Gongsun Ruyan led the other three beauties out of the living room and headed towards her boudoir. Before leaving, she didn't forget to glare at the lecherous man, her pouty face quite adorable. Suddenly, only the two of them remained in the large living room. Du Ke smiled helplessly, but when he looked up, he saw Shen Mengluo sitting opposite him giving him a half-smile. For some reason, Du Ke felt as if he had been transported back to the time when he first met his beautiful sister-in-law. His handsome face flushed red, and he awkwardly buried his head even deeper, not daring to look at her.

Shen Mengluo was incredibly intelligent, and being a mature woman knowledgeable about matters of love and sex, after observing the strange behavior of Du Ke, Qin Qingying, and Liang Zheng, she naturally figured out what was going on. She found the whole thing interesting and felt her trip hadn't been in vain.

Chapter 74 False Phoenix

"He's Yan'er's fiancé. How can you, as an elder, still be entangled with him? How did you two get together?"

As soon as they left the reception room, Liang Zheng's face turned icy. Her cold demeanor immediately reminded Qin Qingying that her best friend had already discovered her secret.

"Sister!"

Qin Qingying buried herself in her arms and burst into tears. She hadn't expected her biggest secret to be exposed so quickly, and by her best friend no less. This sudden turn of events left her completely bewildered. As she cried, three words kept swirling in her mind: What to do? What should she do now?!

Seeing Qin Qingying crying so heartbrokenly, Liang Zheng felt a pang of pity and pulled her into her arms, gently patting her shoulder. "Sweetheart, don't cry, it breaks my heart. Don't worry, I will never tell anyone. But your ambiguous relationship with him has been going on for so long, the truth will eventually come out. If Ya'er or Biyun find out, things won't be as simple as they are now!"

Qin Qingying raised her pretty face, tears streaming down her cheeks, her red eyes making her look even more pitiful. She choked out, "Then what should I do, sister?" "

In my opinion, you should break up with him as soon as possible. On one side is your reputation and respect, on the other is him. I don't need to tell you which is more important!"

Liang Zheng encouraged her. Knowing Qin Qingying as she did, she was confident that her younger sister wouldn't hesitate on such a serious matter.

However, Qin Qingying's answer greatly disappointed her. "But I can't forget him, and I can't live without him. He is the only man I will ever have."

Qin Qingying didn't dare look at her proud older sister. Her sister was noble and aloof, very opinionated, and sometimes as strict as a mother to her.

"You! What about Yan'er? How can you be so spineless! You've forgotten who you are for him?"

Liang Zheng's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she glared fiercely at her unworthy younger sister.

Qin Qingying's beautiful eyes were misty as she said sadly, "But I just can't leave him, and I don't want to leave him."

Recalling her past, she said softly, "I've only known him for half a month, and most of the time it's been in bed."

She couldn't help but smile sadly as she said this, "But I just can't forget him. When he's not by my side, I always think about him, and his image is everywhere in my mind. When he touches me, I feel like my body isn't my own anymore, like I'm bewitched, wanting to give him everything. When he enters my body, he fills everything within me, as if the world only has him. Lying in his arms, I never want to get up again, thinking until the end of time. Will you laugh at me, sister, for being so shameless and promiscuous? Being so infatuated with a man after only two times?"

She lowered her head slightly, not even knowing what kind of emotion it was, yet that strange feeling allowed her to directly enter his heart. That collision of spirit and flesh captivated her. By his side, she truly forgot everything, including her reputation and shame.

Liang Zheng gazed intently at her younger sister for a long time, then sighed softly. Only now did she realize that her sister had truly fallen in love with that man, and would likely never leave him for the rest of her life. But they were playing with fire; if things got out of control, not only would they be burned, but many others would be as well. She stroked her sister's face and said softly, "You've always been so foolish! So stubborn."

Suddenly, Qin Qingying's eyes lit up. She turned around secretly and saw, sure enough, the man who had made her lose control was in the hall. Looking at Liang Zheng again, a thought struck her. Her sister had discovered her secret; the safest way was to drag her down with her, making the three of them a group of people, only to benefit that man.

"Sister!"

Qin Qingying called out sweetly, her voice alluring, as she gently lifted Liang Zheng's white palace dress, revealing herself suddenly.

In the living room, Shen Mengluo looked at the restless Du Ke for a while, then smiled and said, "Young Marquis, please sit down. I'll go check on those maids."

With that, she swayed her hips and walked out.

Watching Shen Mengluo walk away, Du Ke's heart was still heavy with worry for Qin Qingying. He tiptoed into the inner room, and upon arriving, he witnessed a breathtaking scene: Liang Zheng's snow-white palace dress had been pulled up by Yi Jun Qin Qingying. Since both of them were half-reclining on the bed, the view beneath the dress was directly in Du Ke's direction. Her slender upper body was clearly visible, and the black silk undergarments beneath the dress were also revealed. The contrast between white and black was striking. The silk was of excellent quality, as thin as a cicada's wing, subtly revealing the infinite beauty.

Her noble and elegant temperament, her cool and composed expression, and her independent and assertive personality, combined with the snow-white silk dress, made it easier for men to feel the thrill of voyeurism and the pleasure of defiling a goddess, enough to make any man want to pounce on her and have sex with her.

"Sister!"

Qin Qingying called softly, her jade hand reaching inside Liang Zheng's dress to caress her smooth skin.

The Liang sisters, Liang Zheng and Qin Qingying, were once renowned courtesans, selling their art but not their bodies. Before their marriages, during their youthful days, they had engaged in such frivolous pursuits a few times, but after their marriages, they never did so again. Qin Qingying's actions reminded Liang Zheng of the hazy impulses of her youth. "Sister, don't touch there!"

Liang Zheng's beautiful eyes were misty, but she didn't stop her. Instead, she turned over, making it easier for Qin Qingying.

"Sister, you're bad! Just like before, always peeking! No! I'm going to cover your eyes!"

Qin Qingying said coquettishly, taking off the silk pillowcase with mandarin ducks playing in the water and tying it around Liang Zheng's head to cover her eyes, then placing her on the bed.

Looking at her sister on the bed, a complex expression flashed in her eyes, and a trace of guilt appeared on her pretty face. She turned and beckoned to Du Ke, who was hiding by the door.

Du Ke gently walked to the bedside and saw the beautiful, noble, and aloof Liang Zheng. Her hair was disheveled, her robe was half-undone, and her body was curvaceous and slightly plump, making her appear even more mature. Her skin was as white as snow and had a lustrous, jade-like sheen. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled by one hand, her abdomen was flat and firm without the slightest bit of fat, her jade buttocks were round and perky, and her legs were long and strong, exuding an indescribable allure.

Qin Qingying pointed at Du Ke, then at Liang Zheng, making room for him and giving him an encouraging look. Looking at the alluring, barely concealed figure on the bed, Du Ke, though tempted, hesitated slightly, remembering they had only just met. Qin Qingying, annoyed, glared at him and pulled him over, pushing him onto Liang Zheng. The soft

, smooth feel of Liang Zheng's body instantly ignited Du Ke's desire, reigniting his burning passion. He traced her tongue between his lips, his other hand caressing her. She trembled, and Du Ke gently kneaded her, experiencing her unforgettable softness and smoothness through her clothes, feeling a euphoric pleasure that almost made him moan. Without further

hesitation, Du Ke's movements slid down her body, past her flat, firm abdomen. Her long, snow-white legs exuded boundless vitality. The black silk undergarments at the base of her breasts stood out starkly against her white palace dress. The thin silk clung tightly to her tender flesh, the surrounding bulges of flesh and the central slit faintly visible, creating a fatal allure. He lowered his head and kissed her long, full breasts, teasing her smooth skin with each swirling motion.

Liang Zheng couldn't help but let out a soft moan, slightly twisting her body, groaning, "You naughty little sister, you only know how to bully your older sister."

Du Ke moved up her legs, reaching her base, kissing the edge of her silk undergarments. A wisp of pubic hair caressed his nose and mouth, sending a tingling sensation through him. His tongue slipped inside, teasing that tender spot.

"Ah! Little sister, how could you be so naughty? I'll teach you a lesson later!"

Liang Zheng gasped, aroused by her "little sister." Du Ke persisted, taking her in his mouth, her entire body inside. His lips and teeth gently nibbled, his tongue licking the small protrusion on her nipple.

"Ah! Sister!"

The pleasurable sensation made her involuntarily writhe. He hadn't expected that after more than ten years of intimacy, his sister would be a hundred times more skilled than before.

A thick liquid flowed from below. Du Ke gently lifted her full buttocks and pulled her down, revealing her mysterious, undisguised beauty. A secluded valley, a babbling brook, the most alluring feature being the slit in her tender pink flesh, making him unable to resist taking it into his mouth and savoring it.

Du Ke's large hands cupped her flawless breasts, gently caressing them, his middle finger pressing and rubbing the clitoris, while his body continued to rise. Her rounded breasts trembled and quivered on her infinitely beautiful mound. He couldn't control himself, burying his face deep inside her. A fragrance, like musk but not quite, wafted through the air, sweet and incredibly comforting.

Du Ke untied her pristine white dress and removed her black undergarment. Soon, this beautiful and noble goddess was beneath him, her smooth, round breasts revealed before him. Her snow-white breasts gleamed with a warm, jade-like luster, her hemispherical nipples swaying slightly, the rosy nipples seemingly swollen and erect. He gently pinched those two nipples. Liang Zheng's brows furrowed with annoyance, and she couldn't help but let out a very soft moan. She parted her lips slightly, "Sister, um, good sister!"

Du Ke kneaded her snow-white breast with one hand and gently stroked her other breast with the other. He opened his mouth and took that nipple into his mouth. She let out a soft "oh," and he quickly flicked it with his tongue, then gently nibbled at it with his teeth.

"Ah!"

Liang Zheng twisted her body violently, feeling an unbearable emptiness. She hadn't expected to be aroused by her "sister," and felt the rosy nipple swell and harden even more in her mouth.

Qin Qingying watched, her heart pounding. She wrapped her arms around Du Ke's waist, her hands roaming over his body, kissing his neck, and rubbing against his back, doing everything in her power to cheer on her beloved.

Du Ke suddenly thrust forward, taking most of Liang Zheng's penis into his mouth. The soft, slippery sensation made his erection throb with desire, painfully swollen. He pulled her legs off the bed, leaving her buttocks half-hanging over the edge, and gently entered her body. Even though only the tip was inside, the tight, moist embrace stirred his senses. Liang Zheng trembled, a sense

of fullness filling his endless emptiness. He wondered where his sister had gotten something so hot! It was exactly like a man's... well, you know. He couldn't help but lift the pillowcase, opening his eyes to a shocking sight. What was on top of him wasn't his sister! It was his sister's... goodness! Her own sister was serving him from behind, and all this time she had been toyed with by this man! Remembering her previous wanton behavior, she was heartbroken and furious, shouting, "You!" After

saying those two words, she couldn't speak anymore, only biting her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes glistening.

Chapter 75 Peerless Twin Beauties

Qin Qingying looked up and saw her sister had opened her eyes. Knowing that it would be terrible if she let her escape, she thrust her lower abdomen forward, pressing against the man's buttocks. Using that force, with a "plop," Du Ke's hot member was completely inside Liang Zheng.

Liang Zheng had never given birth, so her secret passage was still quite tight. The large member thrust relentlessly into the deepest part. She couldn't bear Du Ke's size, letting out a soft cry, her body slightly flinching, tears falling like broken pearls.

Du Ke leaned down and pressed against her soft, cotton-like body. She had always been noble and elegant, even when she was intimate with her husband, she was extremely reserved. But now, I had ruined her, and she was utterly devastated.

Du Ke didn't know how to comfort her in this situation, so he resorted to the most primal method: letting the stimulation overwhelm her pain. Du Ke bent down and licked away her tears, then kissed her cherry-like lips, swaying his hips slightly. Liang Zheng's body trembled, her pretty face darting away, her eyes filled with resentment, saying, "Don't touch me!"

Du Ke held her head, preventing her from moving, his hips rising and falling. She was extremely distressed, trying her best to suppress her body's movements, but the unparalleled pleasure made her let out a comfortable "Ah," opening her mouth. Du Ke seized the opportunity to kiss her lips, his tongue darting in. Her cheeks flushed, her nostrils flared, the waves of pleasure making her unable to control herself. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty. After a long while, she finally couldn't help but moan. Du Ke, seeing her breathtakingly beautiful figure, couldn't resist teasing her, withdrawing his member and leaving it hovering at her entrance.

Liang Zheng's body turned a striking pinkish-red, beads of sweat appearing on her skin. Her slender waist arched, her jade-like buttocks swaying to meet Du Ke's movements. She frowned, her expression anxious to the point of madness. Finally, she couldn't help but open her eyes, grabbing my arm tightly and trembling, saying, "Don't do this...don't tease me..."

Her long nails dug deeply into my arm. Du Ke felt a surge of pleasure and pressed his entire body against hers. Liang Zheng clung tightly to the man, her jade-like buttocks twisting incessantly. Du Ke penetrated deeper again, and she moaned with pleasure, her long legs wrapping around his waist. He kneaded her vigorously, and after only a few thrusts, her body stiffened. A sudden warm embrace caused her tender flesh to writhe and twitch, her soft flower opening tightly enveloping the tip of my member.

Du Ke trembled violently several times, a strong, tingling pleasure shooting straight to his ejaculation, and he couldn't help but ejaculate wildly. Liang Zheng's beautiful face contorted with pleasure, and she suddenly pushed him away forcefully, turning over onto the inside of the bed, her fragrant shoulders swaying, her delicate body curvaceous and alluring. Du Ke climbed down behind her, gently stroking her long hair and fragrant shoulders, and said softly, "You're not wrong, anyone would be excited like this." Liang Zheng sobbed even harder. Du Ke knew that he had aroused her to the point of ecstasy, and that she had even shamelessly begged him for pleasure, hurting her proud self-esteem, and now she felt distressed. A feeling of pity welled up in Du Ke's heart, and he forcefully turned her over, pressing her head into his chest, gently patting her back.

Du Ke looked deeply at her and said, "Aunt Liang, if you really think that only death can clear your name, then kill me!"

Liang Zheng's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she abruptly gathered her inner strength. Du Ke gazed at her calmly. Seeing his gaze, she suddenly softened, tears welling in her eyes again, and she turned her head away, sobbing sadly.

Du Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gently lifting her chin and turning her face towards him, saying softly, "I will treat you the way I treated Qingying!"

Liang Zheng snorted, shaking off his hand and turning her head away. She said softly, "You wish! I didn't see what you did today, and you should forget what you did to me, otherwise..."

A sharp glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, becoming resolute, "we'll all go to hell together!"

"Sister, why are you saying such discouraging things? I still want to be with Feng Lang forever! Even if we die, the three of us will go to heaven to continue our love and be husband and wife forever!"

Qin Qingying said, straddling Du Ke's lower abdomen. She spread her long, smooth legs, extended a jade-like hand, and helped his still-erect member sit down. Then, her small hands supported her on the embroidered couch, slowly rising and falling.

Looking at her sister's wanton behavior and listening to her seductive moans, Liang Zheng blushed deeply. She had never seen such a wanton and shameful scene before! She spat lightly, "Going to heaven to continue your past life is your business, don't drag me into it."

Qin Qingying completely abandoned her reserve in front of Liang Zheng, even more joyful and proactive than ever before. She straddled Du Ke, shaking violently, constantly swallowing and releasing my penis. With each thrust, the tender red flesh between her legs turned outwards, honey-like juices splattering everywhere. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her cherry lips emitting intermittent moans, and occasionally even shouting out loud. With the rise and fall of her body, her snow-white breasts were magnificent and layered, and her long, silky hair behind her formed arcs of waves with the swaying of her head.

Liang Zheng pushed her into her lover's arms. The reason she deliberately acted so wanton in front of her sister was because she knew her sister wouldn't give her lover away so easily like she did. She wanted her sister to remember this day forever, at least to keep the secret of the three of them.

Du Ke held Qin Qingying in his arms, while turning Liang Zheng, whose head was turned to the side, towards him. He kissed her cherry lips deeply, his tongue swirling wildly inside her mouth, greedily savoring her sweet nectar. One hand, however, caressed and kneaded her round, plump buttocks.

Liang Zheng, caught off guard, felt a sudden tightness in her chest. She hadn't expected this man, who had just taken her body and was now enjoying her sister's services, to be so cruel to her again. She struggled against his chest, trying to escape his embrace and regain her freedom.

Du Ke quickly held her tighter, preventing her escape. He knew this noble beauty wasn't like Qingying, who shared his feelings and willingly followed him. Moreover, she was strong-willed and independent, not easily swayed by him. Once she was out of bed, he would find it difficult to pluck this precious flower again. Therefore, he seized the opportunity to enjoy her body to the fullest.

As she struggled, Du Ke lifted her buttocks with both hands, pressing her breasts tightly against his face. The intense scent of her breasts intoxicated him. Du Ke buried his face between her legs, kissing every inch of her body—her shapely buttocks, the rosy rim around her nipples, and her perfectly rounded breasts—their exquisite beauty seemed to melt him completely.

Du Ke's large hands tightly encircled her slender waist. No matter how she struggled, it was futile; her vigorous struggles only intensified the friction. His large hand, which had been on her buttocks, involuntarily moved to her crotch. She shuddered and clenched her muscles, letting out a soft moan. Du Ke pinched and teased her erect nipple, and Liang Zheng's body grew weaker and weaker, her mind becoming blurred.

Du Ke inserted his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around, continuing to savor her saliva to distract her. Two fingers followed the overflowing moisture, penetrating deeper and deeper into her private parts, stroking them up and down.

Liang Zheng felt every inch of her body burning. The large hand that reached into her body completely extinguished the last bit of resistance she had managed to muster. Although she tried her best to suppress her impulse and not make a sound, the smoldering desire reignited. Her body defied her will; her hands, which had been pushing the man away, were now embracing his head, as if she wanted to stuff both of her breasts into his mouth. The triple pleasure from his mouth, hands, and body intoxicated Du Ke, making him feel as if he were in a dreamlike, ethereal realm. The thought that these two exceptionally beautiful women were beneath him filled Du Ke with surging passion. He bit down hard on Liang Zheng's breasts, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

At this moment, Qin Qingying reached the most crucial juncture. Her full buttocks swayed rapidly, each thrust producing a resounding "slap, slap" sound. She screamed, crying out, "Good Ke Lang, Qingying can't take it anymore! Go and take your sister!"

Her lower abdomen contracted, she trembled violently, and her body went limp, sliding off the man.

Du Ke, holding Liang Zheng, turned and pinned her beneath him. He kissed her delicate face and snowy neck gently, one hand caressing her curled breasts. Liang Zheng trembled slightly, unable to suppress her lust, no longer resisting.

Du Ke kissed her small mouth, then pulled her hand to grasp his large, throbbing penis. She slightly opened her mouth, her body trembling, her small hand not pulling away. She let out a soft

moan of discomfort, yet allowed the lustful man to do as he pleased.

Liang Zheng's dignified and aloof demeanor transformed into a charming and alluring beauty, and she gently closed her eyes. Du Ke was overjoyed, embracing her slender waist, thrusting slowly. Liang Zheng's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she gripped the sheet and pulled it forcefully. Du Ke slowly and deliberately pursued her with a technique

of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, neither too close nor too far. She kept leaking fluids, and although she twisted her body, she couldn't find satisfaction. The occasional deep thrust only whetted her appetite. Liang Zheng's snow-white skin rose and fell slightly, and she moaned

softly, her delicate body writhing uncomfortably. Du Ke gently stroked her and chuckled, "Between you and Qingying, you're still the hardest to satisfy! You're such a glutton!"

Liang Zheng's pretty face flushed like a peach blossom, her almond eyes misty, revealing a hint of disdain. She bit her lower lip tightly, but never retorted.

Du Ke turned her over, embraced her slender waist, and entered her body from behind. She gradually knelt up, her snow-white buttocks appearing particularly striking. Du Ke's heart surged, his movements becoming faster and more powerful. He leaned down and licked her pink back, saying, "This position is like the mating of wild animals, the most primal way. Baby, do you like it?"

Qin Qingying, having recovered from the afterglow, dragged herself over and lay down beneath Liang Zheng's kneeling body. She saw her sister's hands supporting her on the blankets, her snow-white breasts swaying before her eyes. She couldn't help but reach out and grasp those snow-white mounds, kneading them to cheer on her lover, and said in a sweet voice, "Sister, is Ke Lang good? Do you like him too?"

Beads of sweat kept seeping from Liang Zheng's body. The man's powerful thrusts left her no time to pay attention to what her sister was saying! Her smooth inner thighs were already glistening, but she bit her lip to keep quiet, burying her head in the pillow without flinching, letting out muffled moans. The state that made her forget her soul made her feel as ethereal as if floating on clouds.

Du Ke gently laid her down. Her face was pale, her breath was shallow, her starry eyes were half-closed, and she lay limp, letting me do as I pleased. I wiped her clean, pulled the thin blanket over her, and kissed her cheek. I also pulled Qin Qingying, who was constantly teasing her, over and held them both tightly in my arms.

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