[Fantasy] The Amorous Emperor (Complete) - 25-27

Chapter 143 A

Slow-Paced Dusk on the Water: The setting sun cast its golden rays upon the lake, turning it a vibrant orange-red, and the lake returned to its tranquil state. Most of the talented men and beautiful women had gone to the banquet. The painted boats on the lake drifted slowly on the ripples, water birds flew by, their sharp red beaks carrying scraps of leftover food and cold sauce swept from the corners of the deck…

Inside one of the rooms on the painted boat, a large wooden tub sat in the center, filled with hot water. Purple jasmine petals floated on the surface, and fragrant steam rose continuously from the tub.

Li Feiyu leaned comfortably against the tub, soaking naked in the bath, her eyes closed, her mind still replaying the passionate scenes, the intoxicating moans seemingly still echoing in her ears. He smiled wickedly, opened his eyes, and touched his slightly swollen member. He had been overworking himself these past few days. If it weren't for the fact that he could practice martial arts in this life and master the Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Technique, his penis wouldn't have been able to withstand such intense pressure and penetration. He could feel that the women in this world were far stronger than those in his previous life, both physically and in terms of the tightness and contraction of their vaginas. This might be related to their martial arts training. Not to mention their smooth, jade-like skin and stunning beauty, their alluring charm stimulated his desire.

With a creak, the door opened, and Yan Zhihua walked in, her steps slightly unsteady. Her face was flushed, and her eyes, watery with the allure of a newlywed, charming woman, gave Li Feiyu a playful smile. Behind her were two sweet and lovely girls, dressed in thin clothes, their faces red, heads bowed, nervously fiddling with their garments, their hearts pounding, not daring to look at Li Feiyu in the tub of water.

"Husband, these two sisters have fallen for you at first sight. Let them serve you during your bath this time!" Yan Zhihua looked at Li Feiyu, her eyes filled with coquettish affection, a hint of allure in her gaze. Turning back to her two sisters, she said, "Dai Rou and Chu Die, I've brought you here. Make the most of this opportunity!" With that, she smiled mysteriously and left, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at the two young girls and said, "Is what Hua'er said true?"

The two girls blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to answer.

"Take off your clothes and come in!" Li Feiyu commanded. He noticed that his enormous member had awakened again. He never refused such a delightful encounter, even if it came with some ulterior motive.

Two young girls looked up at Li Feiyu, their watery eyes filled with tenderness. Their trembling hands removed the thin veil covering their bodies, revealing their beautiful, voluptuous figures before him. Their breasts were firm and perky, both nearly a D cup. One, Dai Rou, resembled the heroine of the film *The Carnal Prayer Mat*, while the other, Chu Die, looked remarkably like the famous car model goddess Li Zhiyou. Based on experience, one could immediately tell they had a golden ratio of approximately 35E-24-35. Even in his previous life, these two stunning beauties wouldn't be considered top-tier among these women; Chu Die's looks were only slightly above average. Yet, her appearance still made his manhood erect. Beneath their devilish figures, the pubic hair in their triangle area wasn't thick, perhaps from listening to Li Feiyu's intimate moments with the other women. The hair was damp and clung to their tender labia. The two girls were quite young, around 1.65 meters tall, about sixteen or seventeen years old, yet their figures were remarkably perfect.

Li Feiyu waited for them to approach, his eyes fixed on the two women, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Perhaps the women who offered themselves to him held a slightly lower status, but it didn't diminish his hunting instincts. Looking at the two women, he said, "Serve me well! I'll elevate your families to new heights!"

The two girls trembled. Although they liked Li Feiyu, they weren't about to offer themselves willingly. The reason they had begged Yan Zhihua to send them to serve him was due to their families' mission. Small families like theirs were easily wiped out, and they had no way of establishing connections with larger families. Therefore, their family had sent them to participate in the martial arts tournament, hoping to gain the support of a powerful family. Both were noble young ladies from their families, renowned talents in the area. Perhaps with the help of some mysterious force, their rival families had suddenly become much stronger, and their families were on the verge of destruction. They had no choice but to come here seeking a backer, and Li Feiyu was their target.

Li Feiyu's words, having hit the nail on the head, made the two women feel much more relaxed. They watched as Li Feiyu smiled gently, then, with a seductive sway, they strode up to him, touching his back and firm muscles with a hint of infatuation

. They lifted their slender, snow-white bodies and slowly stepped into the tub. The tub was a little spacious for one person, but crowded with three. With a splashing sound, hot water overflowed from the tub and flowed onto the ground, the three of them pressed tightly together. "Your Highness, it's too crowded. How are we supposed to serve you a bath?"

Li Feiyu asked with a wicked smile. "What do you think?"

The two girls gave him a coquettish look, their jade hands roaming over his body, their tongues tracing down his neck, giving him a fragrant and sensual tongue bath.

Li Feiyu took a breath, feeling a surge of heat below. The tip entered a soft, warm mouth. Looking down, he saw Chu Die submerged underwater, her long hair floating on the surface, licking his massive member with her soft tongue. Meanwhile, he felt a pleasurable sensation in his back as Dai Rou gave him a breast massage…

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Dusk fell, the setting sun casting its golden rays upon the lake, turning it a vibrant orange-red. The lake returned to tranquility. Most of the talented men and beautiful women had gone to the banquet. The painted boats on the lake drifted slowly on the ripples, waterbirds flying by, carrying scraps of leftover food and cold sauce swept from the corners of the deck…

Inside a room on one of the painted boats, a large wooden tub sat in the center, filled with hot water. Purple jasmine petals floated on the surface, and fragrant steam rose continuously from the tub.

Li Feiyu leaned comfortably against the wooden tub, soaking in the bathwater. His eyes were closed, the passionate scenes still echoing in his mind, the intoxicating moans seemingly still lingering in his ears. He smiled wickedly, opened his eyes, and touched his slightly swollen member. He had been overworking himself these past few days. If it weren't for the fact that he could practice martial arts in this life and master the Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Technique, his penis wouldn't have been able to withstand such intense penetration and wear. He could sense that the women in this world were far stronger than those in his previous life, both physically and in terms of the tightness and contraction of their vaginas. This might be related to their martial arts training. Not to mention their smooth, jade-like skin and stunning beauty, their alluring charm stimulated his desire.

With a creak, the door opened, and Yan Zhihua walked in, her steps slightly unsteady. Her face was flushed, her eyes watery with the allure of a newlywed, charming woman. She smiled playfully at Li Feiyu. Behind her stood two sweet and lovely young girls, dressed in thin clothes, their faces flushed as they lowered their heads, nervously fiddling with the hems of their garments, their hearts pounding, not daring to look at Li Feiyu in the tub.

"Husband, these two sisters have fallen for you at first sight. Let them serve you during your bath this time!" Yan Zhihua looked at Li Feiyu, her eyes filled with coquettish affection, a hint of allure in her gaze. Turning back to her two sisters, she said, "Dai Rou, Chu Die, I've brought you here. Make the most of this opportunity!" With a mysterious smile, she left, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at the two girls, "Is what Hua'er says true?"

The two girls blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to answer.

"Take off your clothes and come in!" Li Feiyu commanded. He noticed his enormous member had awakened again. He never refused such a delightful encounter, even if it came with some ulterior motive.

Two young girls looked up at Li Feiyu, their watery eyes filled with tenderness. Their trembling hands removed the thin veil covering their bodies, revealing their beautiful, voluptuous figures before him. Their breasts were firm and perky, both nearly a D cup. One, Dai Rou, resembled the heroine of the film *The Carnal Prayer Mat*, while the other, Chu Die, looked remarkably like the famous car model goddess Li Zhiyou. Based on experience, one could immediately tell they had a golden ratio of approximately 35E-24-35. Even in his previous life, these two stunning beauties wouldn't be considered top-tier among these women; Chu Die's looks were only slightly above average. Yet, her appearance still made his manhood erect. Beneath their devilish figures, the pubic hair in their triangle area wasn't thick, perhaps from listening to Li Feiyu's intimate moments with the other women. The hair was damp and clung to their tender labia. The two girls were quite young, around 1.65 meters tall, about sixteen or seventeen years old, yet their figures were remarkably perfect.

Li Feiyu waited for them to approach, his eyes fixed on the two women, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Perhaps the women offered to him held a slightly lower status in his heart, but it didn't diminish his predatory instincts. Looking at

the two women, he said, "Serve me well! I will elevate your family to a higher level!" The two girls trembled slightly. Although they liked Li Feiyu

, they weren't willing to offer themselves to him. The reason they begged Yan Zhihua to send them to serve him was due to their family's mission. Small families like theirs were easily wiped out, and they had no way of establishing connections with larger families. Therefore, their family had sent them to participate in the martial arts tournament, hoping to gain the support of a powerful family. Both women were pampered heiresses, renowned talents and beauties in the neighborhood. Perhaps aided by a mysterious force, their rival family had suddenly gained immense power, threatening their own demise. Forced to seek a patron, they came here, and Li Feiyu became their target. Li

Feiyu's words seemed to have hit the nail on the head, but the two women relaxed considerably. They watched as Li Feiyu smiled gently, then, with a seductive sway, they approached him, their hips swaying. They touched his back and firm muscles, a hint of infatuation in their eyes, before slowly stepping their slender, snow-white bodies into the tub. The tub was spacious enough for one person, but crowded with three. Hot water overflowed from the tub, spilling onto the floor, and the three women pressed tightly together.

"Your Highness, it's too cramped. How are we supposed to serve you a bath?"

Li Feiyu asked with a wicked smile. "What do you think?"

The two girls gave him a coquettish look, their jade hands roaming over his body, their tongues tracing a pathetic, fragrant tongue bath from his neck down.

Li Feiyu took a breath, feeling a surge of heat below. The tip entered a soft, warm mouth. Looking down, he saw Chu Die submerged underwater, her long hair floating on the surface, licking his massive member with her soft tongue. Meanwhile, Dai Rou was giving him a breast massage from behind…

The two girls trembled. Although they liked Li Feiyu, they weren't willing to offer themselves. Their request to Yan Zhihua to send them to serve him was due to their family's mission. Small families like theirs were easily destroyed, and they had no way of establishing connections with larger families. Therefore, their family had sent them to participate in the martial arts tournament, hoping to gain the support of a larger family. Both women were pampered heiresses, renowned talents and beauties in the neighborhood. Perhaps aided by a mysterious force, their rival family had suddenly gained immense power, threatening their own demise. Forced to seek a patron, they came here, and Li Feiyu became their target. Li

Feiyu's words seemed to have hit the nail on the head, but the two women relaxed considerably. They watched as Li Feiyu smiled gently, then, with a seductive sway, they approached him, their hips swaying. They touched his back and firm muscles, a hint of infatuation in their eyes, before slowly stepping their slender, snow-white bodies into the tub. The tub was spacious enough for one person, but crowded with three. Hot water overflowed from the tub, spilling onto the floor, and the three women pressed tightly together.

"Your Highness, it's too cramped. How are we supposed to serve you a bath?"

Li Feiyu asked with a wicked smile. "What do you think?"

The two girls gave him a coquettish look, their jade hands roaming over his body, their tongues tracing a pathetic, fragrant tongue bath from his neck down.

Li Feiyu took a breath, feeling a surge of heat below. His penis entered a soft, warm mouth. Looking down, he saw Chu Die submerged underwater, her long hair floating on the surface, her soft tongue licking his massive member. He felt a pleasurable sensation in his back as Dai Rou used her breasts to give him a massage.

(Chapter 144: The Mysterious Mother Consort)

Stepping out of the painted boat, Li Feiyu embraced the veiled Yan Zhihua and the little princess's slender waist, appearing quite content.

The sun had already sunk below the mountains, the sky ablaze with red clouds. The Cuiwei Residence was reflected in the lake, its tranquil beauty enhanced by the rosy glow. The warm, soft body in his arms satisfied Li Feiyu. Two hours had passed since their battle in the water bucket. He straightened his robes; the banquet was about to begin. To be honest, he wasn't interested in these literary and martial arts competitions. If he had only been interested in the ladies inside at the beginning, he had now achieved his goal.

Aside from Yan Zhihua, who came out with him, only Princess Li Mengxin, Cao Yingying, and another young girl emerged from the painted boat. The remaining twenty-odd girls were resting inside. Most of them, who hadn't yet become Li Feiyu's women but had listened to several hours of courtly entertainment, were too embarrassed to come out with him. The rest were too exhausted to stand up after being tormented by Li Feiyu.

The twilight's red glow dimmed Li Feiyu's golden hair, giving him a mysterious air amidst his handsome appearance. Several scholars dressed as learned men, emerging from the painted boat next door, immediately noticed Li Feiyu.

"Bah! All the flowers have been chewed by dogs!" A dashing scholar, holding a painted fan, angrily flicked it in his hand. His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for Li Feiyu and the women to hear.

At this moment, Li Feiyu held Yan Zhihua and Princess Li Mengxin in his arms. The two beautiful women looked blissful, bathed in the rosy glow of the setting sun, which added a touch of peace to their faces. However, upon hearing the man's words behind them, their expressions immediately darkened, especially the little princess, who couldn't help but rush over. Cao Yingying and Zhixin, standing behind Li Feiyu, frowned. Cao Yingying, being a lady of high birth, was gentle and composed. Although she was angry at others speaking ill of her man, she thought it wasn't worth arguing with them. Zhixin, not being Li Feiyu's woman yet, was too embarrassed to be angry and only frowned

slightly. After the words were spoken, the air seemed to grow even quieter. Several men dressed like scholars around the man hurriedly tugged at his sleeves, telling him not to cause trouble. In this capital city, anyone could be quite influential, and they couldn't afford to offend them. The man wanted to speak again, but upon seeing Li Feiyu's noble back, a sense of fear crept into his heart, and a hint of despair flashed in his eyes. He picked up the wine jug in his left hand and took a large gulp. The man recognized Yan Zhihua; both of them were from Jiuyou in Yangping County of the Great Han Kingdom. At the Jiuyou Poetry Gathering, a corner of Yan Zhihua's veil was blown off by the wind, but even just seeing her snow-white cheeks, the man was captivated. The man was quite famous in Jiuyou, known as "Xiao Jian Shusheng" (Scholar with Flute and Sword) Zhou Mengping. Because of his peak Innate Master cultivation and his bold and talented spirit, he had made many friends who shared his righteousness. He loved to fight injustice and help the weak, possessing a scholar-chivalrous spirit. But ever since he met Yan Zhihua, he has been obsessed with her, abandoning his scholarly spirit and carefree ambition. He knows that he comes from a poor family and is not worthy of a lady like Yan Zhihua. He spends his days in a drunken stupor, writing poems of lamentation, and even forgets the teachings of his mysterious master.

Zhou Mengping watched the retreating figures of Li Feiyu and the others, a wave of sorrow washing over him. He knew his beloved was coming to participate in the literary and martial arts competition, so he rushed here, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. She was staying on the painted boat, so he had settled nearby, spending his days playing the zither and composing poems, hoping to gain her attention. He hadn't expected to see her, and now this was the scene before him. He was the eighth-place finisher in this competition, possessing some genuine talent. His scholarly pride had led him to disdain the competition, but now that disdain transformed into bitterness. Ignoring the pleas of his friends, he didn't look at Li Feiyu and Yan Zhihua again. Tears streamed down his face as he gazed at the crimson river, lamenting, "The fallen flowers are willing, but the water is heartless; the river flows on silently!"

Li Feiyu sneered, not angry, but with a faint hint of mockery on his lips, his fingers making a strange gesture. He could accept others' jealousy, but he wouldn't tolerate such a clown-like figure making a racket in front of him, especially one who harbored such infatuation with his woman.

"Looks like my charm is really powerful!" Li Feiyu said, reaching out to stroke Yan Zhihua's face.

Yan Zhihua blushed and said, "N-no way! I don't know that person!" She instinctively felt repulsed by that man and didn't want anything to do with him, especially since she didn't know him at all, and now she was Li Feiyu's woman.

Li Feiyu smiled faintly, embracing the two women as they walked towards the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. The number of pedestrians on the road increased, and Li Feiyu's noble and unrestrained temperament made pedestrians make way. Even here, he still had his arms around the two women, making Cao Yingying, who was watching from behind, feel a little embarrassed.

On the shore, several men pulled Zhou Mengping aside, advising, "Brother Zhou, so many women are pursuing you, why be hung up on just one? Let's go to the banquet. There are so many beauties at this year's martial arts competition. The Four Pearls of the Capital are all stunningly beautiful, like celestial beings. You're eighth this time, why worry they won't favor you?"

Zhou Mengping felt empty and somewhat lost. Hearing this, his tense heartstrings seemed to suddenly tighten, and he understood something. In the instant he relaxed, a surge of energy welled up within him, and his entire demeanor became elegant and spirited. He straightened his clothes, his heart freed from its sorrow. Ran Kailang laughed, "I was really foolish. Why should I be heartbroken and troubled by a worn-out woman?" He then shook the painted fan in his hand. Although they had oversimplified the problem, he knew there was no chance now. The pressure in his heart vanished completely. He said, "Let's go! Let's see which beauties there are!"

A man looked at Zhou Mengping, seemingly disbelieving his voice, and asked in surprise, "Brother Mengping, are you alright?"

Zhou Mengping smiled slightly, "Do you want me to be alright?" He cultivated the path from emotion to indifference, comprehending the true meaning of emotions, and his cultivation had now made great strides.

The others quickly exclaimed happily, "It's good that you're alright! It's good that you're alright!"

Ripples spread through the air, and before the others noticed, a transparent energy shot through the air towards Zhou Mengping. Zhou Mengping's body stiffened as he felt a murderous aura lock onto him. He shook his painted fan to block the energy, but how could he, with his newly broken-through Innate Martial Master strength, withstand a Martial Emperor's sneak attack? The energy pierced through the energy shield on his painted fan and went straight through his throat, leaving a huge bloody hole in his throat from which blood flowed. Zhou Mengping's eyes widened, blood gushing from his mouth with a gurgling sound. He collapsed onto the deck with a thud, his body slumped, blood flowing down his neck and pooling on the floor. His eyes held a sliver of disbelief. His dreams, his ambitions, his regrets—he was a virgin who had never been with a woman—were all gone. His resentful pupils slowly dilated, and he mumbled, "Master... Master... Revenge... Revenge..."

Before the people around him could react, he was already on the ground. Seeing the bloody hole in his throat, they hurriedly helped him up, crying, "Brother Mengping! Brother Mengping! You can't be hurt! You can't be hurt!" Several close friends wept bitterly.

A faint ripple spread through the air, as if a figure had vanished within it. Not far away, a veiled, mature woman dressed in black stood in a painted boat. She observed everything clearly through the window, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. With a soft sigh, she vanished from the room, as if she had never been there. Only a faint, lingering fragrance indicated her presence. A while later

, the room rippled again, and two ugly, white-haired old men emerged. Both possessed youthful faces despite their white hair, and both had a white skull mark between their brows. They were both at the mid-stage of the Martial Emperor realm, one fat and one thin. They exchanged a glance, a look of surprise and suspicion on their faces.

The plump old man asked, "Is it her from back then?"

Another, somewhat thin old man replied, "It's her, no doubt about it! If it weren't for this woman, how could that girl have escaped from the Qin Sect!"

The plump old man nodded and said, "In that case, follow her. Perhaps you can find that female disciple of the Qin Sect. She's currently only at the early stage of Martial Emperor due to her serious injuries, so don't disturb her. I'll go report to the young master!"

The slightly thinner old man nodded, and the two disappeared from the room together, splitting into two groups.

In the back garden of the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, melodious zither music drifted from the flower bushes. A stunningly beautiful young woman played the zither, elegant and serene as water. Beside her was an equally beautiful girl, dancing with a sword to the music, like a fluttering butterfly.

The zither music stopped, the sword dance ceased, and ripples spread through the air, revealing a veiled mature woman.

"Aunt You, you're back!" Bi Ru lowered her jade fingers from the zither strings, looked at the mature woman, and smiled sweetly. She held the veiled woman in high esteem, not only because the woman had saved her time and again, but also because Aunt You was the only family member who had always been by her side since childhood. Aunt You had always remained hidden in the shadows, unknown even to her husband, Li Chen. Bi Ru felt a sense of closeness to this mature woman whose true face she had never seen.

Aunt You introduced herself as You Ji to Bi Ru. Looking at Bi Ru, her eyes filled with undisguised affection, she shook her head and said, "That scoundrel is ruthless, licentious, and immoral. You should discipline him."

"How is Yu'er?" Bi Ru asked, somewhat embarrassed by her assessment of her son.

Although Youji said this, there was no disgust in her eyes, only helplessness. She said, "What a fine son you have! He didn't say anything to the young ladies on the pleasure boat, but killed someone just because of a single complaint!"

The girl beside Biru giggled upon hearing Youji's words, a blush spreading across her stunningly beautiful face. She said, "Sister Biru, you always recommend your son to me, but it seems he's not all that great!"

Youji knew that this Fairy Yuhua and Biru were good friends, which was why she revealed herself. She said, "That pedantic scholar he killed was no ordinary person. You should still remember the current Empress Li Yiyi, right?"

Biru frowned slightly and nodded. She said, "I remember! Isn't she dead?"

Youji shook her head. She said, "He didn't disappear. He went to the Palace of Forgetfulness of Love to cultivate the way from having feelings to forgetting feelings, using emotions as a medium. The current Empress Li Yiyi used Emperor Li Jin as a medium for her emotions. After giving birth to a daughter, she decisively abandoned her and cultivated in the Palace of Forgetfulness of Love in Tianshan." "And the man your son killed was from the same sect as the Empress."

Bi Ru asked with some doubt, "Aunt You, isn't the Forgetfulness Palace all women?"

You Ji smiled slightly and said, "This has to do with a secret history of the Forgetfulness Palace. Back then, a woman of exceptional talent in the Forgetfulness Palace also practiced the 'Record of Forgetfulness,' but she had a different understanding of this martial art. So she rebelled against the palace and went to the mortal world to cultivate. Although she also entered the path of 'from emotion to ruthlessness,' her ruthlessness was not the absence of emotion, but rather the indulgence in emotion, pursuing a carefree and unrestrained emotional state. She felt that this method was too restrictive for women, while it was much more convenient for men. So she chose a man who was extremely emotional, intelligent, and righteous to test on, and who would also be the object of her martial arts training. Unexpectedly, he was killed by your son."

Bi Ru knew perfectly well how You Ji knew this secret. Hearing that Li Feiyu had killed such a person, she smiled slightly and said, "It seems I have to keep an eye on Yu'er!"

Yu Hua chuckled beside her, saying, "Sister Bi Ru, forget it! He's more likely to care about you than you are; you'd be doting on him the moment you see him!"

Bi Ru pouted, "Sister Yu Hua, wait until you see him before you talk!" Suddenly, her beautiful face hardened, and she looked at the empty space above the grass to her left, asking, "Who's there?"

With a hissing sound, a burst of energy shot out from the void, swiftly flying towards Bi Ru.

Yu Hua and You Ji were startled; they hadn't expected the enemy to arrive so quickly without them noticing. Seeing the incoming energy, they simultaneously attacked, striking with their true strength with a clang. However, their true intention was elsewhere. A thin, gray-robed old man flew out from the void, his large hand reaching out to grab Bi Ru. The speed of a peak Martial Emperor was incredible, unbelievably fast. Just as the old man was about to seize Bi Ru, a struggle flashed in her watery eyes. Using her zither music to defend herself was too late; she absolutely couldn't fall into the enemy's hands, or who knew what kind of humiliation she would suffer! Seeing the incoming eagle claw, Bi Ru snorted softly. White true energy swirled around her jade-like middle finger like swirling snowflakes. She lightly touched the palm of the incoming claw, then her figure moved away like a ghost. Her martial arts weren't very high, but that was precisely what made the old man freeze in place.

The old man had originally intended to subdue Bi Ru in one fell swoop to avoid any unforeseen complications, but he hadn't expected her to know martial arts. It should be known that disciples of the Qin Sect don't possess true strength before mastering the art of the zither, and even after mastering it, their close combat ability is very weak. Bi Ru's unexpected attack struck him squarely on the palm before he was prepared. He only felt a chilling aura rapidly spreading throughout his body from the point of contact. He shivered. He hadn't been ruthless enough to cut off his own arm at the beginning, allowing the cold poison to spread throughout his body. The loss of his power made him realize the severity of the situation. His body stiffened on the ground, his skin aged rapidly, his gray hair began to fall out, and even his teeth started to fall out. Thinking of a martial art recorded in the book, he looked at Bi Ru with fear and despair, saying, "Fleeting Beauty Demon Art! Who are you?"

Bi Ru shook her head, saying, "This is not Fleeting Beauty, but Beauty Fades in a Flick of the Finger!"

The old man's eyes showed some doubt. The world in his eyes slowly lost its color, becoming a vast expanse of white. He gasped for breath, even breathing was extremely difficult, and his body became increasingly hunched. He finally believed that this was not Fleeting Beauty, because Fleeting Beauty wasn't this domineering. The immense power of Beauty Fades in a Flick of the Finger left him no room to resist. He aged rapidly at a visible speed, and after a few breaths, he couldn't stand steadily, hunching over and shrinking to the ground, lifeless.

When Youji saw Biru use the "Red-Faced Finger Flicking Technique," a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She said, "Miss, you've actually used this kind of martial art!" Her surprise stemmed from the fact that Biru's background was far from simple. She had only entered the Qin Sect as a training ground to infiltrate and investigate the location of the Sound Spirit Realm. However, she later developed feelings for the Qin Sect and always considered herself a disciple. When the Qin Sect was destroyed, Biru hadn't mastered this martial art and watched helplessly as the sect was wiped out. She harbored resentment towards the family that hadn't offered any help and vowed never to return to the family or use their martial arts again. Now, she had broken that vow. Even when Youji protected her during their escape, she refused to return to the family and even had a whirlwind marriage with Li Chen, the young master of a small family like the Li family, whom she had a slight affection for. At that time, Biru was about to become the family's Holy Maiden, and marriage would mean losing her virginity and her qualification as Holy Maiden.

Bi Ru sighed. She had long understood that truly staying away from the martial world was impossible. So, in recent years, she had diligently practiced the art of playing the zither and martial arts to protect her son. From the Battle of Yueze Lake to now, her progress had been rapid. If she had her current level of cultivation, the incident at Yueze Lake would not have happened. A dozen or so people with the strength of Martial Kings and a Poison Slave at the Martial Emperor stage had forced her into a state of helplessness. At that time, Aunt You happened to be away from her. That helplessness made her feel a deep sense of crisis. If she had the chance, she would never refuse the position of the family's Holy Maiden again!

Yu Hua witnessed the old man, a master of martial arts, age and die instantly, and felt a chill run down her spine. Looking at Bi Ru, she asked in surprise, "Sister Bi Ru, what kind of martial art is this?"

Bi Ru thought of the various events in the martial world and suddenly felt a little sad. She said, "The name of the martial art is 'Red-faced Beauty Turns Old with a Flick of the Finger,' where beauty fades and white hair turns white in the blink of an eye."

Yu Hua thought to herself, "What a beautiful name!"

*** In the Hundred Treasures Pavilion of Cuiwei Residence, in an elegant room on the third floor, a noble young man was enjoying fine wine alone, gently waving a painted fan. His appearance was not outstanding. He wore a luxurious black robe, shrouded in a sinister and eerie aura. A dim golden skull symbol was between his brows, and his eyes were somewhat deep.

Ripples spread through the air, and a stout old man emerged, kneeling respectfully on one knee. "Young Master," he said, "just now, the skinny man discovered the woman who escaped from the Qin Sect all those years ago!"

The man sipping his wine paused, then continued sipping slowly. "I didn't expect her to be here. Is she a daughter of the Qin Sect?"

The stout old man shook his head. "No, she was a female disciple of the Qin Sect back then."

The young master finished his drink and asked, "Did the skinny man follow her?"

The stout old man nodded. "Yes. Should we bring that woman back?"

"It's no use. The skinny man is gone!" The man remained calm, though a hint of resentment flickered in his eyes at the skinny man's death, a cold glint in them that he didn't reveal. He muttered to himself, "The banquet should be starting soon!" A faint sneer played on his lips.

The stout old man's eyes widened. "Why? I want to find him!"

The young master calmly replied, "You're not allowed to go anywhere!" His tone was authoritative and left no room for explanation. He knew some information about Bi Ru and knew that they couldn't touch that woman.

Inside the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, various lanterns were lit, burning with precious spices, filling the entire magnificent building with a fragrant aroma. The hall was already filled with people, mostly from smaller families. Li Feiyu was led to a large, luxurious private room on the third floor. Birds of a feather flock together; the third floor was filled with members of prominent families, whose influence in the Great Han Empire was significant, some even surpassing the Li family in the martial arts world

. In Chapter 145 of the novel

, within the Sun Moon Divine Cult's Treasure Pavilion, various lanterns were lit, burning with precious incense, filling the entire magnificent golden building with a fragrant aroma. Many people, mostly from smaller families, were already seated in the hall. Li Feiyu, accompanied by a female servant, entered a large, luxurious room on the third floor. Birds of a feather flock together; the third floor was filled with members of prestigious families, wielding considerable influence within the Great Han Empire. Some of these martial arts forces had accumulated power for millennia, their foundations far surpassing the Li family's, yet they dared not show any disrespect to the Li family. The most vulnerable on the continent are those... The imperial family is the most formidable. Even reclusive ancient families don't want to offend the royal family. It's not that the royal family is particularly powerful; any Martial Emperor or Martial God from one of those ancient families could potentially wreak havoc on the dynasty. However, like some renowned families of alchemists and physicians, the royal family has extensive connections, making them extremely difficult to eradicate and prone to leaving future troubles. Therefore, they generally neither offend nor cultivate close relationships with the imperial family.

Li Feiyu entered this room, while the other four women were led to another room reserved for women. At large banquets, men and women are seated at separate tables. Seeing the furnishings in the room, he nodded and led the women to another room with the maids.

The room was filled with a delicate fragrance, and various vibrant flower petals bloomed all around. In the center were three square tables, each seating about twenty people, but each table had only four chairs, occupying the four corners of the table. The tables were already laden with delicacies, and a barrier formed from the energy of the Yuanli core enveloped them to prevent the food from getting cold. Several pretty maids, all wearing low-cut, sheer dresses, stood to one side, each holding a wine pot, ready to pour wine at any moment.

Looking at this layout, Li Feiyu's eyes flickered. The three tables and twelve chairs represented some influential forces. As far as he knew, besides himself, some of the more prominent figures present included the Third Prince Li Luoyun, Lan Feng, the eldest son of the Lan family, Qi Ya, the young master of the Qi family, a prominent family in the Central Continent, Lei Jingfeng, the fourth young master of the Famous Sword Manor, Hua Wuque, the third disciple of the Fengyue Hall of the Jianghu Heaven and Earth Alliance, Qin Yan, the second young master of the Qin family, a business family, Ji Haoyu, the famous playboy from a family of doctors, Liu Shiyuan, the head of the Grand Tutor's Yinwen Pavilion, Hong Jinbao, the son of the Grand Tutor, and Yang Haocheng, the eldest son of a martial arts family. Of these ten people, apart from the young master of the Qi family from the Central Continent, the other nine were all heirs of top forces in the Great Han Kingdom. Of course, there were many forces in the Great Han Kingdom, far more than these, but they just hadn't come yet. However, he had already investigated these people and wondered who else was also a powerful force.

As Li Feiyu entered, the eleven people also walked in from different screen passages on the third floor. Li Feiyu immediately noticed a noble young man with an ordinary appearance but wearing a magnificent black robe, shrouded in a sinister aura. In particular, there was a pale golden skull mark between his eyebrows. Seeing the skull mark on his forehead, Li Feiyu understood why there was no information about him in the intelligence. This force had disappeared for thousands of years and was not recorded in the Li family's secret service. He only knew of the existence of this mysterious force through the inheritance of the Divine Dragon Sword that he had obtained. What he couldn't understand was why Liu Shiyuan knew about the existence of this force and even invited him in.

Li Luoyun, dressed in a magnificent golden robe, noticed Li Feiyu's somewhat gloomy expression and a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. Although it vanished in an instant, and his expression returned to calm, that slight loss of composure made Li Feiyu smile contemptuously. People who are easily angered are the easiest to deal with. Even if they try their best to hide it, their eyes reveal their true thoughts. With a little scheming, they can be dealt with. The most terrifying are those who have a knife in their heart but smile. Clearly, Li Luoyun only falls into the first category, not even the second. Although he also suppressed his anger, he obviously couldn't hide it well enough. Having always studied the ways of emperors, even the murderous intent in his eyes inadvertently flashed out. Li Feiyu didn't bother to look at him. There was no need to think of any schemes to deal with him. Just kill him. He had stolen Li Feiyu's fiancée. It wasn't his style not to kill him. With a faint smile on his face, he glanced at everyone, gently waving his painted fan, waiting for Liu Shiyuan to introduce him.

Liu Shiyuan, dressed in Lanshan attire, put away his painted fan, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and smiled slightly at the crowd, saying, "Thank you all for gracing us with your presence at the Literary and Martial Arts Conference. I am deeply grateful. Please, have a seat!"

Upon hearing this, Li Feiyu casually found a seat, and the other ten people followed suit, each taking a seat in their own place.

After the last person sat down, Liu Shiyuan looked at the crowd and smiled, "Speaking of which, everyone here has powerful figures behind them. Although we haven't met, you must all know each other, right?"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly. He knew these noble young masters, and they must know him too. Since becoming the Qitian King, he was destined to be seen by the powerful forces of the world. At his table were Lan Feng, the eldest young master of the Lan family; Lei Jingfeng, the fourth young master of Mingjian Villa; and Hua Wuque, the third disciple of the Fengyue Hall of the Jianghu Tiandi Alliance. The Lan family is a renowned martial arts family. Lan Feng is the son of the Lan family patriarch and a concubine. This young master dislikes martial arts but loves poetry and literature. He doesn't seem to have any particular talent in these areas, giving the impression of being quite ordinary. Dressed in a white brocade robe, holding a painted fan, he is handsome and has a calm demeanor. This calm demeanor exudes the air of a noble family; how could he be ordinary? Lei Jingfeng, a lover of literature and calligraphy, is the fourth son of the Martial Emperor Lei Zhen. He sits in a chair, his appearance sunny, a slight smile playing on his lips. Li Feiyu immediately recognizes that he is only a Martial King, a relatively low level of cultivation even among the top families of the Great Han Kingdom. Hua Wuque of the Fengyue Hall, also dressed in a white robe, isn't particularly outstanding within the Heaven and Earth Alliance. He's only here to complete a mission and is just passing through. Li Feiyu doesn't pay him much attention.

At a nearby table sat the young master of the Qi family, Qi Ya. Little was known about him; all that was known was that this seemingly calm and collected young man was a cultivation genius, highly favored by a top-tier family on the continent. It was unclear why he had appeared in the Great Han Kingdom and come here to participate in the martial arts tournament. The Third Prince Li Luoyun, Hong Jinbao of the Hong family, and Qin Yan, the second young master of the Qin family, were also seated at this table. Qin Yan, dressed in a magnificent purple robe trimmed with gold, was handsome and waving a black jade fan. He smiled and nodded amicably at Li Feiyu, then looked somewhat suspiciously at the black-robed man at another table. Yang Haocheng and Ji Haoyu, a pair of long-time cronies, frequented brothels. Although they hadn't done anything particularly bad, their reputations were infamous. These two good-for-nothings felt oppressed in front of Li Feiyu and his group, especially sitting opposite the black-robed man, who exuded a chilling aura. They were both uneasy and looked at him strangely.

Seeing many people staring at the young man in black robes, Liu Shiyuan smiled faintly and said, "It seems many people don't recognize this young master. Speaking of which, he's quite a powerful figure. I wonder if everyone has heard of the Sun Moon Divine Sect?"

Everyone was taken aback, even Li Feiyu frowned. The Sun Moon Divine Sect had been the most popular force in the Great Han Empire in recent years. It wasn't just because the Sun Moon Divine Sect acted strangely and rose rapidly, but also because of the peerless beauty of the Holy Maiden Shi Fei within the sect. Although no one had ever seen her true face, just seeing her figure and dreamlike temperament was enough to earn her the title of "Sun Moon Dream Goddess." Her ultimate skill, the Dance of Dreams, bewitched the world, killing more than three hundred innate warriors in a single step. It was this kind of stunning beauty that propelled the Sun Moon Divine Sect to even greater heights, attracting many young masters from well-to-do families who hoped to gain an advantage by being close to the sect.

Liu Shiyuan smiled slightly at the crowd and said, "The Sun Moon Divine Sect not only has a Holy Maiden, but also a Holy Son, and Young Master Long is the Holy Son of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, second only to the leader!"

Upon hearing that he was the Holy Son of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, Li Feiyu's pupils contracted, but he remained calm, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and smiled slightly, saying, "I am King Qi Tian, Li Feiyu. I wonder if the Holy Son and the Sun Moon Holy Maiden are acquainted? I have long admired her." These words were somewhat impolite, as the Holy Son and Holy Maiden were usually a pair, and Li Feiyu's expression of interest in the Holy Maiden was clearly a provocation. However, he didn't care. The Sun Moon Divine Sect's aggressive rise was clearly ill-intentioned; intelligence revealed that even a county prince had joined the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Long Xing gave Li Feiyu a deep look, but he wasn't annoyed by his somewhat provocative words. He said, "You will have your chance in the future." He couldn't see through Li Feiyu at all, and he believed that Li Feiyu couldn't see through him either.

Upon hearing that Long Xing was the Holy Son of the Sun Moon Sect, Yang Haocheng and Ji Haoyu's eyes held a hint of envy. He already possessed that stunningly beautiful Holy Maiden, and the others treated him with utmost respect.

After the banquet, Qin Yan and Lan Feng were clearly closer to Li Feiyu, while the Third Prince, Li Luoyun, was exceptionally friendly with Yang Haocheng, Ji Haoyu, Hong Jinbao, and others. Qi Ya and Long Xing remained silent, pouring themselves cup after cup, not even allowing the maids near them.

Chapter 146: Yingying Chrysanthemums Bloom (Part 1)

The banquet had ended, and many had obtained what they desired. There were many romantic relationships, and many young masters from prominent families formed friendships and family alliances. Li Feiyu also got what he wanted, but his greatest gain was the group of beautiful young women on the painted boat. However, upon seeing Liu Shiyuan, who greeted everyone with a beaming smile and exuded gentlemanly demeanor, Li Feiyu felt somewhat puzzled. He still couldn't fathom the purpose behind the annual grand gathering held by the head of the Yinwen Pavilion. While the gathering attracted many literati who loved music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and Liu Shiyuan could indeed develop the Yinwen Pavilion, it wasn't that simple. How did Liu Shiyuan gain the qualifications to send the top students to those continental academies? Moreover, he seemed to have intricate connections with many powerful forces. Most importantly, Li Feiyu didn't know why he had been invited. Was it also to befriend him? A cold smile crept across Li Feiyu's face; he truly couldn't see anything about himself that others needed to befriend.

Liu Shiyuan didn't actually try to befriend Li Feiyu. After a polite greeting, he invited him to view some works from the literary and martial arts competition. Ten other young masters accompanied him. This politeness was actually a form of distancing. It was clear that he maintained this relationship with the others as well. Among these people, the one who made him most wary wasn't Qi Ya, nor Long Xing, but this seemingly refined yet vulgar Liu Shiyuan.

An emperor must have the world in his heart. There is still much to learn in growing from a playboy into a romantic emperor. However, he has never been a muddle-headed or indecisive person. He has always been very good at judging who is a friend and who is an enemy. Whether he is dissolute or indulges in drinking and lust, the skills he has learned in the world of romance and pleasure are more useful than anything else. This Liu Shiyuan is neither a friend nor an enemy, but he will definitely be an obstacle in the future. Li Feiyu shook his painted fan, suppressing the restlessness of his Azure Dragon aura. He had been overthinking things. As an emperor, he still had shortcomings, but he was certainly fearless. He didn't know why he had chosen the path of an emperor in the first place. He smiled slightly, shifting his thoughts. As he looked at the paintings and calligraphy with the others, he was filled with admiration. These works were even better than those of the masters on Earth, exuding a spiritual energy. The writing was like dragons and snakes, and the paintings were as ethereal as pavilions. It was easy to imagine that the level of skill in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting in this world was far superior to that on Earth. The pavilions in the paintings could trap dragons and phoenixes, and the dance steps were mesmerizing and could turn everything upside down. The painting fairy Qingyan, the dance fairy Yunyan, the music fairy Ziyan, and the poetry fairy Linglong—these beautiful women, known as "fairies," were all highly accomplished in poetry, painting, dance, and music. Thinking of this, a burning desire rose in his heart. It would be a great regret not to add them to his harem.

When Li Feiyu came out of the Cuiwei Residence in the palace, it was already dusk. Two blue moons shone brightly in the inky sky, their pale blue glow enveloping the surrounding waters of Cuiwei Villa, adding a dreamlike and poetic beauty to the estate. Painted boats dotted the lake, their lanterns lit.

When Li Feiyu emerged, Cao Yingying and the little princess, supported by Yan Zhihua and Zhixin, also came out. Slightly drunk, they slumped into Li Feiyu's arms, their breath carrying a faint fragrance of alcohol. Their bodies were hot and soft, and they occasionally wriggled in his embrace.

Li Feiyu slapped their plump buttocks, his engorged member pressing against Cao Yingying's cleft, a hint of anger in his eyes. "What happened?" he asked. He didn't want his women to be so drunk and defenseless after leaving his sights.

Zhi Xin and Yan Zhihua smiled shyly and said, "It's all your fault!"

Cao Yingying twisted her delicate body, not completely drunk. Hearing her lover's angry words, she hugged his neck stubbornly, panting softly, and said, "It's all your fault! If my sisters knew about you holding me, they would have drunk me to death!" The sweet fragrance of her mouth mixed with a faint smell of alcohol wafted onto his face, making his heart burn with desire.

The little princess, like a kitten, had long, fluttering eyelashes and a rosy complexion on her exquisite face, making her incredibly adorable. He smiled slightly and said, "Little princess, how come you're so drunk?"

Yan Zhihua giggled and said, "I didn't expect several princesses to be here too. With their encouragement, the little princess drank a whole vat of wine. They said that only in this way could they plead with the Emperor to let her marry you!" Speaking of marrying Li Feiyu, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes. She wondered which concubine she was to this prince. However, as long as he loved her, she didn't care at all. She was just afraid that he would forget about her amidst so many beauties.

Li Feiyu noticed the sadness in her eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "You don't need to go back this time. You can stay in my palace from now on! I will inform your parents myself, as it's a marriage proposal!"

Yan Zhihua's beautiful face flushed, and she said shyly, "How can you bring your bride to your palace before the marriage proposal!" As she spoke, she lowered her head, her heart pounding with joy.

Zhi Xin chuckled, looking at Yan Zhihua, "Zhihua, congratulations on finding your Mr. Right! It seems he's not just playing around with you!" She then gave Li Feiyu a reproachful look. Clearly, she had spent the entire afternoon listening to erotic plays and was very dissatisfied with Li Feiyu, worried that he was just toying with these women. Li Feiyu smiled wickedly at

Zhi Xin. This woman possessed the same beauty as Yan Zhihua. The other women on the pleasure boat who hadn't yet been taken in were all stunningly beautiful; not taking them would be a disservice to his participation in the martial arts competition. His wicked smile revealed Zhi Xin's flustered heart. Knowing he had his sights set on her, she was both angry and embarrassed, unsure what to do.

Holding Cao Yingying and the little princess in his arms, Li Feiyu's mind was no longer filled with the schemes he had plotted in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, and his heart calmed down somewhat. The group walked through the flower grove, with small groups of pedestrians passing by. The repressed scholars looked at Li Feiyu with envy in their eyes. Not to mention that he was carrying two girls in his arms and following two others, there were quite a few of them. The four girls themselves were graceful, and their veiled faces revealed their exquisite beauty. They must all be top-notch beauties. In particular, Cao Yingying was currently wrapped around Li Feiyu's neck, her entire body leaning against his chest. She was panting softly, and her beautiful legs under her skirt were occasionally rubbing against him, making his large member slide between her buttocks. Her eyes were watery and full of charm. Under the stimulation of alcohol, she was already aroused. The ambiguous posture between the two made the passers-by swallow hard, not daring to look too long. Fortunately, Cao Yingying was able to restrain herself. Although the posture was indecent, she did not make any indecent movements or say anything.

Chapter 147 Chrysanthemums in Full Bloom (Part 2)

"Royal brother, you're here too?" Behind Li Feiyu, Li Luoyun walked over with a pretty young lady in his arms. The word "Royal brother" startled the scholars who had been walking by the roadside. They no longer dared to peek at the woman beside Li Feiyu and quickly lowered their heads and walked away. The flower grove became quiet.

Li Feiyu frowned slightly, turned around with the two women in his arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Is there something you need, Your Majesty?"

Li Luoyun, holding the woman who was quite pretty, looked at Li Feiyu and smiled faintly, "Your Majesty is truly blessed! You have quite the luck with women!" He looked at Li Feiyu with a hint of envy in his eyes. No matter what, the woman in his arms was far inferior to the women beside Li Feiyu. Not to mention the stunning beauties like Cao Yingying and the little princess, even Yan Zhihua and Zhixin were beautiful, on par with Li Feiyu's ten maids. In a 21st-century Earth university, they would be top-tier campus beauties. The woman in his arms, who was only trying to climb up to his power, was at best a class beauty, incredibly flirtatious, and it was hard to tell if she was even a virgin. When he saw Cao Yingying in Li Feiyu's arms, especially the way she looked at Li Feiyu with such affection, he felt a surge of anger, but he quickly suppressed it and reached his hand under the woman's skirt to rub her buttocks and cheeks.

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty isn't bad either!"

Li Luoyun tried hard to suppress the flames in his heart, and said with a wicked smile, "Your Majesty, since they're all women we just met, how about we switch?" Here, he deliberately ignored the identities of Princess Li Mengxin and Cao Yingying, his eyes filled with lust and wickedness. Among these powerful young masters, they generally didn't value these women who threw themselves at them, mostly treating them as playthings. The main reason was that those who offered themselves were usually trash, while for the women, as long as they had power, they didn't care what happened, and generally dared not resist their arrangements. Hearing that the Third Prince wanted to switch her out, the woman in his arms blushed, licked her lips, and looked at Li Feiyu with some longing. In every aspect, Li Feiyu seemed far superior to Li Luoyun, and she looked at Li Feiyu with some desire.

At this moment, Cao Yingying, in Li Feiyu's arms, recognized the Third Prince Li Luoyun's voice through her drunken haze. Her delicate body trembled, and she shrank back in fear, holding her breath.

Li Feiyu patted Cao Yingying's plump buttocks to reassure her, then gave a wicked smile. If his previous smile had been somewhat insincere, this one was genuine. He said, "I wonder which of my women do you value most?" Based on Li Luoyun's words alone, Li Feiyu had no intention of letting the so-called Third Prince go. His domineering nature had never changed; how could he allow anyone else to covet his women, let alone allow them to have entanglements with other men? His tone was utterly contemptuous towards the Third Prince.

Hearing Li Feiyu's disdainful tone, the Third Prince, Li Luoyun, stared intently at him, as if trying to discern his true thoughts. After a long while, he suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "I see sincerity in your eyes, Your Highness. Since you wish to exchange, I will give you this woman. I wonder which woman you would choose in exchange?" With that, he shoved the woman in his arms away.

Li Feiyu glanced at the woman who was somewhat attractive, neither liking nor disliking her. Everyone has their own way of life. Even if a woman was ridden by a thousand men, he wouldn't be overly disgusted by her, but he wasn't indiscriminate in his pursuit of women. This kind of woman didn't catch his eye, so he immediately dismissed her with disdain. Looking at Li Luoyun, he said indifferently, "I respect every woman I have!"

The Third Prince, Li Luoyun, sensed the change in Li Feiyu's tone, his heart sinking. Suppressing his anger, he knew his words might have been rash, and changed his tone, saying, "Hehe, I see these women all have close relationships with my brother. A gentleman doesn't take what belongs to others, so I won't take them. But this woman isn't my brother's woman yet, is she? How about giving me the chance to pursue her?" As he spoke, he pointed at Zhixin, his gaze towards her becoming somewhat sharp. He could tell at a glance that Zhixin was still a virgin and that her relationship with Li Feiyu wasn't that close, which was why he asked the question. He remembered that now wasn't the time to antagonize Li Feiyu; he had chosen this woman for the sake of his reputation. For powerful young men like them, it was easy to tell who was a virgin and who wasn't.

Perhaps an ordinary woman would be at a loss under his sharp gaze, but a clever woman in this situation would often know what the best choice was. Zhixin, who had stood out from a prefecture-level civil and military competition, was undoubtedly intelligent. Somewhat disgusted by the Third Prince Li Luoyun's tone, she suddenly stepped forward, hugged Li Feiyu's strong waist, lifted a corner of her veil, and softly kissed Li Feiyu's handsome face. After the kiss, her heart pounded, and she didn't answer.

Those cool, soft, fragrant lips ignited a fire in Li Feiyu's heart. He looked at the Third Prince Li Luoyun and mocked, "It seems you have no chance! She has already chosen me!" After saying that, he put his arms around Princess Li Mengxin and Cao Yingying, ignoring Li Luoyun, and walked towards the painted boat on the lake. He had thought that the person who established the Crown Prince's faction was a very capable one, but it turned out that he was not so good. He was far inferior to those cunning noblemen in his previous life.

Zhi Xin's face flushed slightly as she followed behind Li Feiyu, looking like a shy young wife. Yan Zhihua, standing beside her, chuckled and said, "I didn't expect Zhi Xin to be so bold!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at Zhi Xin and said, "Now, you're my woman!"

"You wish!" Zhi Xin's face was bright red. She didn't know where she got the courage. Their pleasure boat wasn't far away. She covered her face and ran towards the boat first. Her graceful figure looked beautiful as she ran, like a dancing sprite.

Cao Yingying leaned against Li Feiyu's chest, her fear subsiding. He was her man, and knowing he was her support, she was no longer afraid. Looking up at Li Feiyu, she suddenly kissed him on the cheek and said, "Li Lang, don't leave me!" Li Feiyu

touched her slightly cool cheek and said, "I won't!"

Cao Yingying smiled happily, her beautiful face filled with innocent affection. She looked tenderly at Li Feiyu and said, "Husband, will you spend the night with me?"

"Just you?" Li Feiyu smiled wickedly.

"Mmm!" Cao Yingying nodded longingly. She suddenly wished to spend a quiet night with him, just the two of them. She said gently, "Just this one night. After that, I'll do whatever you want. Even if Father wants me to leave you, I won't go!"

Li Feiyu kissed her smooth forehead and said, "Tonight, it's just you and me. You're under a lot of pressure!" As he spoke, his mischievous smile made Cao Yingying's heart pound. She leaned weakly against him and said with a coquettish tone, "Tonight, there's nothing you can't do." She herself didn't believe these words. Her rosy face was flushed with desire, and her lower body was already wet.

After entering the painted boat, Li Feiyu apologized to Yan Zhihua and asked her to help the little princess to another room to rest.

Yan Zhihua smiled gently, knowing that she should leave some space for the two of them, and helped the drunk little princess to another room.

"Crack"—the vase on the table was swept to the ground and shattered. Li Luoyun, who had returned to his room from the flower grove, casually dismissed the woman who was with him. His face was ashen, and he smashed everything on the table. He had absolutely no reason to provoke Li Feiyu, but seeing his fiancée lying in Li Feiyu's arms, he couldn't help but step forward, only to be the one subjected to such humiliation.

A black figure slowly emerged from the darkness, saying, "Your Highness, you've lost your composure."

Li Luoyun let out a long sigh of relief, saying, "I'm fine!" His expression quickly returned to normal, suppressing his anger, and he looked at the man in black, saying, "How about that Long Xing?"

The man in black respectfully replied, "We can cooperate."

Li Luoyun smiled sinisterly, saying, "Li Feiyu, you little bastard, let's see how long you can be so arrogant!!"

The room was warmly and elegantly furnished, filled with a fragrant aroma. The candles on the table burned brightly, illuminating the room like daytime; red curtains and green brocade quilts exuded an atmosphere of ambiguity.

Cao Yingying, held by Li Feiyu, sat on the edge of the bed, panting softly.

Her jade-like hands groped in Li Feiyu's, and she gasped, "Husband, please put out the candle, okay?" Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, his hand moving from her waist to her plump buttocks, saying, "No, I want to admire my darling's body properly!"

Cao Yingying blushed, looking at Li Feiyu with watery eyes, her breathing quickening, and said, "I'll undress you, husband." Her jade-like hands skillfully found his belt, and with a gentle pull, his magnificent robe was easily removed, leaving only his undergarments. She took the initiative to kiss his neck, moving downwards, casually untying his undergarment belt, burying her jade-like face in his chest, licking and sucking his... The warm, soft stimulation made his blood boil, and his "Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear" rose to the sky, creating a large tent in his undergarments.

"Hehe~~ Husband, yours is so big!" Perhaps it was the stimulation of alcohol, or perhaps Cao Yingying wanted to completely let herself go, but tonight she spoke much more unrestrainedly and wildly. She stretched out her soft, jade-like hand, not even taking his, but instead slipping it down his stomach, accurately grasping his enormous member. His small hand couldn't even fully grasp the hot, massive flesh, only managing to hold half of the head and torso. Feeling the fiery masculinity, Cao Yingying smiled alluringly and said, "Husband, how am I supposed to fit something this big?"

Li Feiyu chuckled mischievously, "Don't worry, it's very elastic there. It's only really fun when it's big!"

Cao Yingying leaned drunkenly against his chest, her other hand seizing the opportunity to undo his belt, loosening it, and said softly, "I don't care, tonight you belong to me alone." She then kissed her way down from his nipples to his deltoid muscles, her jade-like hand hooking around his, pulling it down forcefully. His enormous, twenty-seven or twenty-eight-centimeter-long "dragon king spear" radiated a thick heat, its veins swirling, reddish-purple, as hard as a baby's arm, utterly ferocious. The massive object suddenly struck her face, startling her with a cry of "Ah!" Her hands trembled as she clutched it together…

"Royal Brother, you're here too?" Behind Li Feiyu, Li Luoyun approached, arm in arm with a pretty young lady. The address "Royal Brother" startled the scholars who had been walking along the roadside. They dared not steal glances at the woman beside Li Feiyu, quickly lowering their heads and moving away, silencing the flower-lined grove.

Li Feiyu frowned slightly, turned around with the two women in his arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Is there something you need, Royal Brother?"

Li Luoyun, embracing the fairly pretty woman, looked at Li Feiyu and said with a faint smile, "The imperial family is truly blessed! Quite the ladies' man!" He looked at Li Feiyu with a hint of envy in his eyes. No matter what, the woman in his arms paled in comparison to the women beside Li Feiyu. Not to mention the stunning beauties like Cao Yingying and the little princess, even Yan Zhihua and Zhixin were beautiful enough to be on par with Li Feiyu's ten maids. In a 21st-century Earth university, they would be top-tier campus beauties. The woman in his arms, who was only interested in climbing his power, was at best a class beauty, incredibly flirtatious, and it was hard to tell if she was even a virgin. When he saw Cao Yingying in Li Feiyu's arms, especially the way she looked at Li Feiyu with such passion, he felt a surge of anger, but quickly suppressed it, reaching his hand under the woman's skirt to fondle her. March 24th,
Chapter 150: On the Carriage, Fierce Battle with Six Women (Part 1)

On the carriage, Li Feiyu sat in the middle, his arms around Shi Ying, who had just boarded. Beside him were Princess Li Mengxin, Cao Yingying, Yan Shishi, Yan Zhihua, and Zhixin. The carriage was filled with the delicate fragrance of young girls. Looking at Shi Ying's beautiful face, knowing she was blushing, he smiled wickedly and said, "You're so cute!"

Shi Ying's rosy face rested against Li Feiyu's chest, her heart pounding. She said shyly, "Put me down, I can sit by myself!"

Li Feiyu gently kissed her forehead and said, "Isn't it nice to sit on me?"

Shi Ying's face was flushed. How could a virile young woman like her be comfortable under the gaze of her sisters? Especially smelling Li Feiyu's pleasant masculine scent, and feeling his hard, iron-like penis pressing against her plump buttocks through her clothes, she couldn't help but have impure thoughts. Her flower path was already wet beneath him.

Looking at Shi Ying's blushing face, the little princess giggled, "You naughty boy, Shi Ying is so shy! When you strip her naked, won't you be mortified?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, you little slut?!"

The little princess, Li Mengxin, jumped up from the side, grabbed his neck, and bit his nose with her cherry-like lips, saying coquettishly, "I'll bite you to death!"

Li Feiyu tilted his head, easily freeing himself from the little princess's bite, and pressed his lips against hers. Their lips met, making sucking sounds.

Shi Ying's face was pressed against Li Feiyu's neck, and she could see their tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing, making her blush and her body tremble with heat.

Zhi Xin, having experienced similar situations herself and being a virgin, secretly smiled upon seeing Shi Ying's reaction and said, "Shi Ying, why don't you get down? We'll just watch!"

Li Feiyu released Li Mengxin's cherry-like lips, looked at Shi Ying and Zhi Xin, and chuckled mischievously, "You two haven't been deflowered by me yet, so watch and learn first, then you'll experience the power of my big stick later!"

The two women blushed, their hearts pounding. They gave Li Feiyu a light, annoyed look. Shi Ying stood up from Li Feiyu's embrace and sat down with Zhi Xin, leaning against the side.

Cao Yingying giggled and said, "Since you've chosen Li Lang as your husband, you should be more open-minded, otherwise who knows when you'll finally get his favor!" As she spoke, she gave Li Feiyu a flirtatious, alluring look, clearly lamenting his ever-growing number of women and wondering how many there would ever be!

Li Feiyu released Shi Ying and pulled Cao Yingying into his arms. He tapped her nose with his finger and said, "You know my abilities. How can I manage without a few women?" He knew that Cao Yingying's resentful tone wasn't genuine anger. Her exquisite face, tinged with a hint of allure, fueled his desire. His lower body, pressing against her smooth, plump buttocks through the silk fabric, grew increasingly aroused.

Cao Yingying raised her jade-like index finger to her lips and made a soft "shh" sound, startling Li Feiyu. Unexpectedly, Cao Yingying suddenly giggled and said, "Let us do it ourselves! You're too fierce; I'm afraid you'll scare the two new sisters!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Let me see what new tricks you, you slut, have up your sleeve!" He always believed that the most seductive women weren't widows, but these refined young ladies. These ladies from wealthy families were the epitome of repressed lust, spending their days in their boudoirs fantasizing about love. After marriage, they became like thirsty sluts. The desire for sex is different from the vulgar, naked sex of prostitutes. It's based on the sensitive allure of human nature. For example, in his past life, he encountered nightclub hostesses. No matter how revealing their clothes or how varied their sexual positions, they couldn't escape the vulgar aim of penetration, ending with ejaculation. They could never integrate sex with art. White-collar heiresses, on the other hand, know how to connect sex with emotion. After sleeping with them, what you savor is not just their bodies, but also their scent. Cao Yingying at this moment was like a stunningly beautiful urban woman, open like them, open for the man she loved, and also shy like them. Her beautiful face was shy and charming. Her body twisted in Li Feiyu's arms, her buttocks gripping Li Feiyu's huge Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, grinding wildly, making Li Feiyu gasp.

Undeniably, deep within Li Feiyu's heart remained a complex tapestry of his past life. He couldn't forget the passionate scenes of his past existence. However, all of this faded slowly with each intimate encounter with the women in this world. Cao Yingying, panting softly, hooked Li Feiyu's tongue out with hers, sucking on it before moving downwards, kissing his neck and licking his muscular skin. She unbuttoned his robes, her soft tongue licking his genitals. At this moment, she was like a queen, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with desire. Her tongue licked Li Feiyu's chest, her fiery gaze fixed intently on his eyes, leaving him utterly bewildered. He gasped for breath, closed his eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the little princess's body.

Zhixin and Shiying were stunned. They hadn't expected "Blue Water Pearl," hailed as one of the four pearls of the capital, to be so unrestrained. Blue Water Pearl was known for her quiet and serene nature; who would have imagined this side of her? They hadn't experienced the pleasure of being with Li Feiyu. Women with Li Feiyu would forever be intoxicated by his magic, loyal to him, wishing to be with him at all times, their sexual organs intertwined.

Little Princess Li Mengxin, like a kitten, wrapped her soft hands around Li Feiyu's neck, her cherry lips kissing his, her tongue entwining with his.

Cao Yingying giggled, saying, "Zhihua, Shishi, let's go together! We're in control now, let's try to drain him dry!"

Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi blushed, each hugging Li Feiyu's shoulders, and pulled off his clothes. Their soft, delicate bodies writhed on him like beautiful snakes, kissing his body, moving inch by inch downwards, while they each removed their own clothes.

Cao Yingying pulled down her skirt, leaving her only in a bodice and underpants. Once she removed these, her snow-white, smooth, and plump breasts and buttocks were revealed, making the other girls somewhat envious, especially the little princess. Because of her young age, although she was already quite voluptuous, she was still several levels below Cao Yingying, let alone Leng Youyou. However, her exquisitely beautiful face and perfectly proportioned figure did not diminish Li Feiyu's desire when he saw her fair and delicate body. The girls were quick, and even Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi were fast. The direct consequence was that his clothes were also taken by the girls. Cao Yingying slowly tore off his underpants by biting his belt, revealing his large, veiny penis. When he opened his eyes, the large glans entered Cao Yingying's cherry-like mouth.

Li Feiyu grinned wickedly, looking at Cao Yingying and saying, "Just oral sex isn't enough!" His massive member thrust forward, making Cao Yingying's eyes roll back, eliciting a coquettish groan. He then pulled Yan Shishi and Yan Zhihua into his arms, letting their plump breasts slide against his chest, while his mouth held the nipple of little princess Li Mengxin…

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In the carriage, Li Feiyu sat in the middle, holding Shi Ying, who had just boarded, in his arms. Beside him were Princess Li Mengxin, Cao Yingying, Yan Shishi, Yan Zhihua, and Zhixin. The carriage was filled with the delicate fragrance of young girls. He looked at Shi Ying's beautiful face, knowing she was blushing, before giving a wicked smile and saying, "You're so cute!"

Shi Ying's rosy face leaned against Li Feiyu's chest, her heart pounding. She said shyly, "Put me down, I can sit by myself!"

Li Feiyu gently kissed her forehead and said, "Isn't it nice to sit on my lap?"

Shi Ying's face was flushed. How could a virile young woman like her be comfortable under the gaze of her sisters? Especially when she smelled Li Feiyu's pleasant masculine scent and felt his hard, iron-like penis pressing against her plump buttocks through her clothes, she couldn't help but have impure thoughts. Her flower path was already wet with desire.

Looking at Shi Ying's blushing face, the little princess giggled, "You naughty boy, Shi Ying is so shy! When you strip her naked, won't you be mortified?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, you little slut?!"

The little princess, Li Mengxin, jumped up from the side, grabbed his neck, and bit his nose with her cherry-like lips, playfully saying, "I'll bite you to death!"

Li Feiyu tilted his head, easily freeing himself from the little princess's bite, and pressed his lips against hers.

Their lips met, making sucking sounds. Shi Ying's face was pressed against Li Feiyu's neck, and she could see their tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing, making her blush and her body tremble with heat.

Zhi Xin, having experienced similar situations herself and being a virgin, secretly smiled upon seeing Shi Ying's reaction and said, "Shi Ying, why don't you get down? We'll just watch!"

Li Feiyu released Li Mengxin's cherry-like lips, looked at Shi Ying and Zhi Xin, and chuckled mischievously, "You two haven't been deflowered by me yet, so watch and learn first, then you'll experience the power of my big stick later!"

The two women blushed, their hearts pounding. They gave Li Feiyu a light, annoyed look. Shi Ying stood up from Li Feiyu's embrace and sat down with Zhi Xin, leaning against the side.

Cao Yingying giggled and said, "Since you've chosen Li Lang as your husband, you should be more open-minded, otherwise who knows when you'll finally get his favor!" As she spoke, she gave Li Feiyu a flirtatious, alluring look, clearly lamenting his ever-growing number of women and wondering how many there would ever be!

Li Feiyu released Shi Ying and pulled Cao Yingying into his arms. He tapped her nose with his finger and said, "You know my abilities. How can I manage without a few women?" He knew that Cao Yingying's resentful tone wasn't genuine anger. Her exquisite face, tinged with a hint of allure, fueled his desire. His lower body, pressing against her smooth, plump buttocks through the silk fabric, grew increasingly aroused.

Cao Yingying raised her jade-like index finger to her lips and made a soft "shh" sound, startling Li Feiyu. Unexpectedly, Cao Yingying suddenly giggled and said, "Let us do it ourselves! You're too fierce; I'm afraid you'll scare the two new sisters!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Let me see what new tricks you, you slut, have up your sleeve!" He always believed that the most seductive women weren't widows, but these refined young ladies. These ladies from wealthy families were the epitome of repressed lust, spending their days in their boudoirs fantasizing about love. After marriage, they became like thirsty sluts. The desire for sex is different from the vulgar, naked sex of prostitutes. It's based on the sensitive allure of human nature. For example, in his past life, he encountered nightclub hostesses. No matter how revealing their clothes or how varied their sexual positions, they couldn't escape the vulgar aim of penetration, ending with ejaculation. They could never integrate sex with art. White-collar heiresses, on the other hand, know how to connect sex with emotion. After sleeping with them, what you savor is not just their bodies, but also their scent. Cao Yingying at this moment was like a stunningly beautiful urban woman, open like them, open for the man she loved, and also shy like them. Her beautiful face was shy and charming. Her body twisted in Li Feiyu's arms, her buttocks gripping Li Feiyu's huge Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, grinding wildly, making Li Feiyu gasp.

Undeniably, deep within Li Feiyu's heart remained a complex tapestry of his past life. He couldn't forget the passionate scenes of his past existence. However, all of this faded slowly with each intimate encounter with the women in this world. Cao Yingying, panting softly, hooked Li Feiyu's tongue out with hers, sucking on it before moving downwards, kissing his neck and licking his muscular skin. She unbuttoned his robes, her soft tongue licking his genitals. At this moment, she was like a queen, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with desire. Her tongue licked Li Feiyu's chest, her fiery gaze fixed intently on his eyes, leaving him utterly bewildered. He gasped for breath, closed his eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the little princess's body.

Zhixin and Shiying were stunned. They hadn't expected "Blue Water Pearl," hailed as one of the four pearls of the capital, to be so unrestrained. Blue Water Pearl was known for her quiet and serene nature; who would have imagined this side of her? They hadn't experienced the pleasure of being with Li Feiyu. Women with Li Feiyu would forever be intoxicated by his magic, loyal to him, wishing to be with him at all times, their sexual organs intertwined.

Little Princess Li Mengxin, like a kitten, wrapped her soft hands around Li Feiyu's neck, her cherry lips kissing his, her tongue entwining with his.

Cao Yingying giggled, saying, "Zhihua, Shishi, let's go together! We're in control now, let's try to drain him dry!"

Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi blushed, each hugging Li Feiyu's shoulders, and pulled off his clothes. Their soft, delicate bodies writhed on him like beautiful snakes, kissing his body, moving inch by inch downwards, while they each removed their own clothes.

Cao Yingying pulled down her skirt, leaving her only in a bodice and underpants. Once she removed these, her snow-white, smooth, and plump breasts and buttocks were revealed, making the other girls somewhat envious, especially the little princess. Because of her young age, although she was already quite voluptuous, she was still several levels below Cao Yingying, let alone Leng Youyou. However, her exquisitely beautiful face and perfectly proportioned figure did not diminish Li Feiyu's desire when he saw her fair and delicate body. The girls were quick, and even Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi were fast. The direct consequence was that his clothes were also taken by the girls. Cao Yingying slowly tore off his underpants by biting his belt, revealing his large, veiny penis. When he opened his eyes, the large glans entered Cao Yingying's cherry-like mouth.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at Cao Yingying and saying, "Just oral sex isn't enough!" His huge member thrust forward, making Cao Yingying's eyes roll back, causing her to pout. He pulled Yan Shishi and Yan Zhihua into his arms, letting their plump breasts slide against his chest, his mouth filled with the nipples of little princess Li Mengxin. -

Chapter 151 On the Carriage, Fierce Battle with Six Women (Part 2)

Li Feiyu made Yan Zhihua lie on the carriage cushion, raising her plump buttocks. Between the thick, curly hair, her vulva was already glistening with saliva, and her anus was also cutely contracting. Extreme passion made her uneasily twist her buttocks, hoping that Li Feiyu would quickly penetrate her and satisfy her.

Li Feiyu held her, kissed her buttocks, and used his tongue to part her flower passage, sucking up the sweet, fishy-smelling fluid. As she whimpered and trembled, he slowly stroked his massive, reddish-purple, fluid-covered member, aiming it at her flower passage. He rubbed it against her outer flesh and lips a few times before thrusting it all the way in. The immense depth caused her belly to swell into a fleshy bulge. She whimpered, a sound that was both delicate and tearful, and her hands could no longer support her as her upper body collapsed.

Li Feiyu quickly grabbed her lower back and thrust hard... At this moment, Zhixin and Shiying also looked at Li Feiyu with hazy eyes, each rubbing their sensitive bodies...

(Collection) ———————————————— In the carriage above

, Li Feiyu sat in the middle, holding Shiying, who had just boarded, in his arms. Beside him were Princess Li Mengxin, Cao Yingying, Yan Shishi, Yan Zhihua, and Zhixin. The carriage was filled with the delicate fragrance of young girls. He looked at Shiying's beautiful face, knowing that she was blushing, before he smiled wickedly and said, "You're so cute!"

Shiying's rosy face leaned against Li Feiyu's chest, her heart pounding. She said shyly, "Put me down, I can sit by myself!"

Li Feiyu gently kissed her forehead and said, "Isn't it nice to sit on my lap?"

Shiying's face was flushed. How could a young woman like her, under the gaze of her sisters, feel comfortable? Especially when she smelled Li Feiyu's pleasant masculine scent, and felt his hard, iron-like penis pressing against her plump buttocks through her clothes, she couldn't help but have impure thoughts, and her flower path was already wet with desire.

The little princess looked at Shi Ying's rosy face and giggled, "You naughty boy, Sister Shi Ying is so shy! When you take off her clothes later, won't you be mortified?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, you little slut?!"

The little princess, Li Mengxin, jumped up from the side, grabbed his neck from the side, and bit his nose with her cherry lips, saying coquettishly, "I'll bite you to death!"

Li Feiyu tilted his head, easily breaking free from the little princess's licking and biting, and pressed his lips against her cherry lips. The two of them bit each other's lips and made sucking sounds.

Shi Ying's face was pressed against Li Feiyu's neck, and she could see Li Feiyu and Princess Li Mengxin's tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing each other. The sight made her blush and her body tremble with heat.

Zhi Xin, who had also experienced this scene and was a virgin herself, saw Shi Ying's reaction and secretly smiled, saying, "Shi Ying, why don't you get down? We can just watch!"

Li Feiyu released Li Mengxin's cherry-like mouth, looked at Shi Ying and Zhi Xin, and said with a wicked smile, "You two haven't been deflowered by me yet, so watch and learn first, and then you'll taste the power of my big stick!"

The two women blushed, their hearts pounding. They gave Li Feiyu a slightly annoyed look. Shi Ying stood up from Li Feiyu's embrace and sat down next to Zhi Xin, leaning against the wall.

Cao Yingying giggled and said, "Since you've chosen Li Lang as your husband, you should be more open-minded, otherwise who knows when you'll get his favor!" As she spoke, she gave Li Feiyu a flirtatious glance, clearly lamenting that he had more and more women and didn't know how many there would be in the future!

Li Feiyu released Shi Ying and pulled Cao Yingying into his arms, tapping her nose with his finger and saying, "You know my abilities, how can I manage without a few women?" He knew that Cao Yingying's resentful tone wasn't genuine anger; her exquisite face, with its hint of allure, made him even more aroused, and his lower body, pressing against her smooth, plump buttocks through the silk brocade, grew even more engorged.

Cao Yingying raised her jade-like index finger to her lips and made a "shh" sound, startling Li Feiyu. Unexpectedly, Cao Yingying suddenly giggled and said, "Let us do it ourselves! You're too fierce; I'm afraid you'll scare the two new sisters!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Let me see what new tricks you, you slut, have up your sleeve!" He always believed that the most seductive women weren't widows, but these refined young ladies. These daughters of wealthy families were the epitome of repressed lust, spending their days in their boudoirs fantasizing about love. After marriage, they became like thirsty sluts... The desire for sex is different from the vulgar, naked sex of prostitutes. It's based on the sensitive allure of human nature. For example, in his past life, he encountered nightclub hostesses. No matter how revealing their clothes or how varied their sexual positions, they couldn't escape the vulgar aim of penetration, ending with ejaculation. They could never integrate sex with art. White-collar heiresses, on the other hand, know how to connect sex with emotion. After sleeping with them, what you savor is not just their bodies, but also their scent. Cao Yingying at this moment was like a stunningly beautiful urban woman, open like them, open for the man she loved, and also shy like them. Her beautiful face was shy and charming. Her body twisted in Li Feiyu's arms, her buttocks gripping Li Feiyu's huge Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, grinding wildly, making Li Feiyu gasp.

Undeniably, deep within Li Feiyu's heart remained a complex tapestry of his past life. He couldn't forget the passionate scenes of his past existence. However, all of this faded slowly with each intimate encounter with the women in this world. Cao Yingying, panting softly, hooked Li Feiyu's tongue out with hers, sucking on it before moving downwards, kissing his neck and licking his muscular skin. She unbuttoned his robes, her soft tongue licking his genitals. At this moment, she was like a queen, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with desire. Her tongue licked Li Feiyu's chest, her fiery gaze fixed intently on his eyes, leaving him utterly bewildered. He gasped for breath, closed his eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the little princess's body.

Zhixin and Shiying were stunned. They hadn't expected "Blue Water Pearl," hailed as one of the four pearls of the capital, to be so unrestrained. Blue Water Pearl was known for her quiet and serene nature; who would have imagined this side of her? They hadn't experienced the pleasure of being with Li Feiyu. Women with Li Feiyu would forever be intoxicated by his magic, loyal to him, wishing to be with him at all times, their sexual organs intertwined.

Little Princess Li Mengxin, like a kitten, wrapped her soft hands around Li Feiyu's neck, her cherry lips kissing his, her tongue entwining with his.

Cao Yingying giggled, saying, "Zhihua, Shishi, let's go together! We're in control now, let's try to drain him dry!"

Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi blushed, each hugging Li Feiyu's shoulders, and pulled off his clothes. Their soft, delicate bodies writhed on him like beautiful snakes, kissing his body, moving inch by inch downwards, while they each removed their own clothes.

Cao Yingying pulled down her skirt, leaving her only in a bodice and underpants. Once she removed these, her snow-white, smooth, and plump breasts and buttocks were revealed, making the other girls somewhat envious, especially the little princess. Because of her young age, although she was already quite voluptuous, she was still several levels below Cao Yingying, let alone Leng Youyou. However, her exquisitely beautiful face and perfectly proportioned figure did not diminish Li Feiyu's desire when he saw her fair and delicate body. The girls were quick, and even Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi were fast. The direct consequence was that his clothes were also taken by the girls. Cao Yingying slowly tore off his underpants by biting his belt, revealing his large, veiny penis. When he opened his eyes, the large glans entered Cao Yingying's cherry-like mouth.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at Cao Yingying and saying, "Just oral sex isn't enough!" His massive member thrust forward, making Cao Yingying's eyes roll back, causing her to pout. He pulled Yan Shishi and Yan Zhihua into his arms, letting their plump breasts slide against his chest, his mouth filled with the nipple of Princess Li Mengxin…

(Collection) ___________________________________________________________________________________________

In the carriage, Li Feiyu sat in the middle, holding the newly boarded Shiying in his arms. Beside him were Princess Li Mengxin, Cao Yingying, Yan Shishi, Yan Zhihua, and Zhixin. The carriage was filled with the delicate fragrance of young girls. Looking at Shiying's beautiful face, knowing she was blushing, he smiled wickedly and said, "You're so cute!"

Shiying's rosy face leaned against Li Feiyu's chest, her heart pounding, and she said shyly, "Put me down, I can sit by myself!"

Li Feiyu gently kissed her forehead and said, "Isn't it nice to sit on me?"

Shi Ying blushed. How could a virile young woman like her be comfortable under the gaze of her sisters? Especially with the pleasant masculine scent of Li Feiyu and the sight of his hard, iron-like penis pressing against her plump buttocks through her clothes, she couldn't help but have impure thoughts. Her flower path was already wet with desire.

The little princess looked at Shi Ying's blushing face and giggled, "You naughty boy, Shi Ying is so shy! When you take off her clothes, won't you be mortified?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, you little slut?!"

The little princess, Li Mengxin, jumped up from the side, grabbed his neck, and bit his nose with her cherry lips, saying coquettishly, "I'll bite you to death!"

Li Feiyu tilted his head, easily escaping the little princess's bite, and pressed his lips against her cherry lips. The two of them bit each other's lips, making sucking sounds.

Shi Ying's face was pressed against Li Feiyu's neck, and she could see Li Feiyu and Princess Li Mengxin's tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing each other. The sight made her blush and her body tremble with heat.

Zhi Xin, who had also experienced this scene and was a virgin herself, saw Shi Ying's reaction and secretly smiled, saying, "Shi Ying, why don't you get down? We can just watch!"

Li Feiyu released Li Mengxin's cherry-like mouth, looked at Shi Ying and Zhi Xin, and said with a wicked smile, "You two haven't been deflowered by me yet, so watch and learn first, and then you'll taste the power of my big stick!"

The two women blushed, their hearts pounding. They gave Li Feiyu a slightly annoyed look. Shi Ying stood up from Li Feiyu's embrace and sat down next to Zhi Xin, leaning against the wall.

Cao Yingying giggled and said, "Since you've chosen Li Lang as your husband, you should be more open-minded, otherwise who knows when you'll get his favor!" As she spoke, she gave Li Feiyu a flirtatious glance, clearly lamenting that he had more and more women and didn't know how many there would be in the future!

Li Feiyu released Shi Ying and pulled Cao Yingying into his arms, tapping her nose with his finger and saying, "You know my abilities, how can I manage without a few women?" He knew that Cao Yingying's resentful tone wasn't genuine anger; her exquisite face, with its hint of allure, made him even more aroused, and his lower body, pressing against her smooth, plump buttocks through the silk brocade, grew even more engorged.

Cao Yingying raised her jade-like index finger to her lips and made a "shh" sound, startling Li Feiyu. Unexpectedly, Cao Yingying suddenly giggled and said, "Let us do it ourselves! You're too fierce; I'm afraid you'll scare the two new sisters!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Let me see what new tricks you, you slut, have up your sleeve!" He always believed that the most seductive women weren't widows, but these refined young ladies. These daughters of wealthy families were the epitome of repressed lust, spending their days in their boudoirs fantasizing about love. After marriage, they became like thirsty sluts... The desire for sex is different from the vulgar, naked sex of prostitutes. It's based on the sensitive allure of human nature. For example, in his past life, he encountered nightclub hostesses. No matter how revealing their clothes or how varied their sexual positions, they couldn't escape the vulgar aim of penetration, ending with ejaculation. They could never integrate sex with art. White-collar heiresses, on the other hand, know how to connect sex with emotion. After sleeping with them, what you savor is not just their bodies, but also their scent. Cao Yingying at this moment was like a stunningly beautiful urban woman, open like them, open for the man she loved, and also shy like them. Her beautiful face was shy and charming. Her body twisted in Li Feiyu's arms, her buttocks gripping Li Feiyu's huge Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, grinding wildly, making Li Feiyu gasp.

Undeniably, deep within Li Feiyu's heart remained a complex tapestry of his past life. He couldn't forget the passionate scenes of his past existence. However, all of this faded slowly with each intimate encounter with the women in this world. Cao Yingying, panting softly, hooked Li Feiyu's tongue out with hers, sucking on it before moving downwards, kissing his neck and licking his muscular skin. She unbuttoned his robes, her soft tongue licking his genitals. At this moment, she was like a queen, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with desire. Her tongue licked Li Feiyu's chest, her fiery gaze fixed intently on his eyes, leaving him utterly bewildered. He gasped for breath, closed his eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the little princess's body.

Zhixin and Shiying were stunned. They hadn't expected "Blue Water Pearl," hailed as one of the four pearls of the capital, to be so unrestrained. Blue Water Pearl was known for her quiet and serene nature; who would have imagined this side of her? They hadn't experienced the pleasure of being with Li Feiyu. Women with Li Feiyu would forever be intoxicated by his magic, loyal to him, wishing to be with him at all times, their sexual organs intertwined.

Little Princess Li Mengxin, like a kitten, wrapped her soft hands around Li Feiyu's neck, her cherry lips kissing his, her tongue entwining with his.

Cao Yingying giggled, saying, "Zhihua, Shishi, let's go together! We're in control now, let's try to drain him dry!"

Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi blushed, each hugging Li Feiyu's shoulders, and pulled off his clothes. Their soft, delicate bodies writhed on him like beautiful snakes, kissing his body, moving inch by inch downwards, while they each removed their own clothes.

Cao Yingying pulled down her skirt, leaving her only in a bodice and underpants. Once she removed these, her snow-white, smooth, and plump breasts and buttocks were revealed, making the other girls somewhat envious, especially the little princess. Because of her young age, although she was already quite voluptuous, she was still several levels below Cao Yingying, let alone Leng Youyou. However, her exquisitely beautiful face and perfectly proportioned figure did not diminish Li Feiyu's desire when he saw her fair and delicate body. The girls were quick, and even Yan Zhihua and Yan Shishi were fast. The direct consequence was that his clothes were also taken by the girls. Cao Yingying slowly tore off his underpants by biting his belt, revealing his large, veiny penis. When he opened his eyes, the large glans entered Cao Yingying's cherry-like mouth.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, looking at Cao Yingying and saying, "Just oral sex isn't enough!" His massive member thrust forward, making Cao Yingying's eyes roll back, causing her to pout. He pulled Yan Shishi and Yan Zhihua into his arms, letting their plump breasts slide against his chest, his mouth filled with the nipple of Princess Li Mengxin—

Chapter 152 Grandma's Memory Resurgence.

While Li Feiyu and the women were engaged in a passionate lovemaking session in the carriage, his Qitian Prince's Mansion welcomed a large group of guests.

Li Daoling sat in a pavilion in the front courtyard, opposite him sat Li Lianyi, whose face was veiled. He looked at this daughter he rarely cared for, frowning and saying, "When did you fall in love with Yu'er?" The thought of their incestuous relationship made his heart skip a beat.

Li Lianyi smiled slightly, not answering, but looking at Li Daoling, her voice pitiful, "Father, is there something you need to visit the Prince's Mansion today?"

Li Daoling stroked his white beard, smiled helplessly, and said, "It's all because of this boy. He has quite a few debts, and now they've come knocking on our door."

Li Lianyi said "Oh," a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes. Although she could marry Li Feiyu, she could never be his legitimate wife. She sighed and said, "Father, please sit here for a while. I'll take my leave now."

Li Daoling nodded, letting her leave. He sat alone in the pavilion, a shadow crossing his eyes as he thought about the powerful families getting involved. As a ruthless and cunning tycoon with a vast network of plans, how could he allow himself to be manipulated? But thinking of the terrifying power of those powerful families, he felt somewhat powerless. This time, he came to prepare his grandson, Li Feiyu. For some reason, he always felt that his Li Feiyu would be the restorer of his family, perhaps even surpassing his ancestor's achievements.

In a boudoir in the back garden of the Prince's mansion, twenty-four stunningly beautiful mature women, their veils removed, sat on a mat. Each of them possessed a beautiful face, dressed in simple white robes and thin gauze, their cold eyes holding a hint of spring. These were the twenty-four elders whose virginity had been taken by Li Feiyu in the secret chamber. Now, they had come to the Prince's mansion with their clan leader, Li Daoling, to serve as Li Feiyu's concubines. They were all in their sixties or seventies, but thanks to the "Ice Phoenix Technique," they remained eternally youthful, looking like young girls. Moreover, their mature and alluring figures were far more captivating than those of young girls. They possessed the eyes of young girls, the figures of young women, and the charm of mature women—a combination of all three. They all practiced the "Ice Phoenix Technique," a martial art that required them to be pure and virgin. However, since their one-night stand with Li Feiyu in the secret chamber, they couldn't focus on their practice. Despite losing their virginity, their martial arts skills not only didn't diminish, but actually improved significantly. This caught the attention of Li Qiushui, the Palace Master of the Ice Phoenix Palace. Their arrival was undoubtedly motivated by a desire to cultivate martial arts with Li Feiyu. If they could truly break through to the Martial Emperor level, Li Qiushui's long-standing inability to advance to the Martial Emperor level would have a solution. She had already planned to cultivate with Li Feiyu, a holy son several generations younger than herself. Li Qiushui probably never imagined that after her encounter with Li Feiyu, martial arts would no longer be her primary goal. As she experienced the true meaning of life, she became hopelessly addicted to this pleasure.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door was pushed open by Li Lianyi, and a ray of sunlight entered, brightening the room considerably. Li Lianyi removed her veil, revealing her stunningly beautiful face. Looking at the women, she smiled and said, "Why are you all so quiet, elders?"

A faint fragrance filled the room. The women sat there quietly, accustomed to the quiet, and somewhat bewildered at their first visit. Some were disappointed not to see Li Feiyu, their minds wandering. Li Lianyi's sudden intrusion made them hurriedly stand up, somewhat reservedly saying, "Greetings, Holy Maiden!" They already knew about the relationship between the Holy Maiden and Li Feiyu, and neither their family status nor their status as women dared to offend Li Lianyi.

Li Lianyi chuckled and said, "From now on, this will be your home. There are no rules; do whatever you want. I'm sure your husband will say the same when he returns!"

"Home?" The twenty-four stunning elders were stirred by Li Lianyi's words. In the room, Li Lianyi's smile was captivating and alluring, radiating happiness. The former Holy Maiden was cold and aloof, but now they saw a completely different side of her. Was this truly their home? Perhaps they could even have a child. The thought filled them with hope and a touch of disbelief.

Meiru sat in the room, somewhat uneasy, her eyes filled with a pitiful longing. She murmured to herself, "Why hasn't my husband returned yet?"

Opposite her sat Little Zhuque, perched on the edge of the bed, swinging her tiny feet, her little face also showing a hint of sorrow. Perhaps because Meiru and Li Feiyu were related by blood, she was closer to Meiru than to the other women. After glancing at Meiru, she suddenly vanished from the bedside.

Meiru had never witnessed Little Vermilion Bird's abilities before, and was startled. Despite possessing the cultivation of a Martial Emperor, she couldn't sense how Little Vermilion Bird had vanished, nor could she sense its presence in the air. She hurriedly called out, "Vermilion Bird, where did you go?" She adored this little girl, not only for her alluring beauty and charm, but also for her obedience. She felt this obedience reminded her of someone in her memory, like a little girl she often held in her arms. Perhaps it was this loving gaze that made Little Vermilion Bird feel a certain attachment to Meiru. Seeing Little Vermilion Bird disappear without a trace, Meiru quickly knocked on the door, her voluptuous waist and hips swaying as she ran outside.

"Master, please have some tea!" A maidservant brought a cup of tea to Li Daoling and placed it on the stone table.

Li Daoling nodded and asked, "When will the King of Qi return?"

The maidservant respectfully replied, "The young prince has already passed the west gate."

Meiru stood at the edge of the woods, her steps halting as she looked at Li Daoling from afar, her face showing astonishment and disbelief. She trembled all over, her mind flashing back to the events of her first encounter with Li Daoling. It was as if a bolt from the blue had struck her, all her memories rushing to her head. Her beautiful face paled, her eyes filled with terror and even despair. "Pfft"—a mouthful of blood spurted from her cherry-like mouth. The mental block of the Martial Emperor was almost unbearable for her. Her real name was Ding Zishan, Li Daoling's wife and Li Feiyu's grandmother. Thinking of what she had done these past few days, she felt as if she didn't recognize herself. But the thought of being separated from Li Feiyu filled her with even greater fear. At this moment, she remembered so many things until her mind went blank, and she stood there, frozen.

"Sister Meiru, what's wrong with you here?" Leng Youyou happened to be passing by and asked curiously when she saw Meiru's trembling body.

Meiru snapped out of her daze, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, turned around, smiled slightly at Leng Youyou, and said, "I'm fine!" Then, she walked sadly towards her room. Sunlight streamed down, the flowers bloomed brightly, and Leng Youyou, smelling a hint of blood in the fragrance, noticed two drops of blood on the red petals. Startled, she watched Meiru's heavy steps with concern.

Chapter 153: The Heavenly Family's Fiancée.

Five luxurious carriages slowly pulled up in front of the Qi Tian King's mansion. Li Feiyu, with the help of several women, had dressed. Cao Yingying, Li Mengxin, Yan Zhihua, Yan Shishi, Zhixin, and Shiying, the six women, had flushed faces, were covered in fragrant sweat, and their eyes, watery and filled with languid spring passion, were extremely satisfied. They looked at Li Feiyu with tender affection. The car seat cushions were all wet, with two bright red plum blossoms on them—proof of having taken the heart of Zhixin and Shiying, and of their bodies. A strong, decadent, and lewd atmosphere permeated the air.

The Qitian King's Mansion covered a vast area and was hailed as the "Number One Mansion in the Capital." It had never been inhabited since its construction. A pair of golden dragons and lions gleamed in front of the mansion, and the gate itself was over eight meters high. The buildings inside were constructed by many master craftsmen, with amazing structures, flying waterfalls and pavilions, strange mountain and forest scenery, artificial clouds rising, and a fantastic and magnificent barrier, like a fairyland on earth. Even the imperial palace lacked its spiritual aura. Since Li Feiyu moved in, he replaced all the original male and female servants, expelling them from the palace. Besides his own women, he only hired a few dozen beautiful maids and servants. Therefore, compared to the 100,000 square meter palace, the few dozen people seemed rather desolate. Li Feiyu didn't want too many people in his home; he believed the palace would eventually be full. Today, he returned with five cartloads of women. One day, he would turn the palace into a kingdom of women, where he would be the only man and the supreme emperor.

Just as Li Feiyu lifted the carriage curtain, a sweet, clear voice called out, "Brother!" Little Zhuque stood by the roadside, a mixture of joy and timidity in her

eyes. Li Feiyu opened his arms to Zhuque, and she leaped up, running into his embrace, tightly hugging his neck, her soft, beautiful face rubbing against his. Li Feiyu affectionately kissed her cheek, then, holding her delicate body, stepped out of the carriage.

With a creak, the two main gates of the Prince's mansion opened, and several beautiful maids who had been summoned to guard the gates rushed out, kneeling on one knee and respectfully saying, "Welcome back to the Prince's mansion!" These maids were just some women from the martial arts world who knew a little about martial arts. Being summoned to guard the mansion was already a great honor, because their youth and beauty made them vulnerable to being captured and trained into slavery.

Li Feiyu recruited them for two reasons: firstly, they were pretty and pleasing to the eye, and secondly, the Prince's mansion lacked such servants. Looking at the kneeling maids, he nodded and said, "Get up!" He put his arm around Xiao Zhuque and watched as Zhixin and Shiying, who were walking with slightly unsteady steps, stepped off the carriage. He smiled slightly and said, "This will be your home from now on!"

The women on the carriage gradually got off. Seeing the magnificent Prince's mansion, they felt a surge of joy. Seeing the unusual expressions on Zhixin and Shiying's faces, the women secretly smiled, and several young girls came over to help the two women. More than twenty beautiful young women followed Li Feiyu into the palace, marveling at the magnificent scenery inside. Although Shi Ying's family was considered middle-class, her family, who always pursued martial arts, would not have built such a luxurious mansion. Cao Yingying was also visiting the palace for the first time, and listened with happiness as Li Feiyu introduced their shared home.

The little princess seemed a bit sullen for some reason. She secretly glanced at Li Feiyu and said, "You bad guy, I'm going to find Master!"

Li Feiyu was taken aback and said, "Go ahead!"

The little princess, Li Mengxin, ran towards the inner courtyard, secretly glancing at where Li Feiyu was. Her face was flushed with happiness, and with a wiggle of her little bottom, she suddenly ran out of the mansion, acting all mysterious.

The news of Li Feiyu's return quickly spread throughout the mansion. As he strolled leisurely towards the back garden with the women, Leng Youyou walked over, her charming and beautiful face beaming with a smile. She said, "You're such a rogue, bringing back so many sisters in just two days!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Didn't you say the mansion was too quiet? This makes the mansion lively!"

When the women saw Leng Youyou come out, they were captivated by her charming and incomparably beautiful allure, and they were also a little nervous because she could joke around with Li Feiyu so unabashedly.

Leng Youyou chuckled, noticing the women's restraint, and said, "My dear sisters, don't be so reserved in the future. You're all the masters here now! Just don't gang up on your older sister!"

The women secretly smiled, and a few of the bolder girls looked at Leng Youyou shyly and giggled, "Greetings, sister!"

Leng Youyou smiled with satisfaction and said coquettishly to Li Feiyu, "The clan leader has been waiting in the welcoming garden for a long time. You, the clan leader's grandson, why don't you go over there and hand over these beauties to me?"

Li Feiyu grabbed Leng Youyou's hand twice and said wickedly, "Arrange them properly, preferably in one room."

Leng Youyou slapped his hand and said reproachfully, "I know, my lewd little lad, go ahead!"

Li Feiyu laughed and walked towards the welcoming garden. As he walked, his face gradually darkened, his handsome face hardening with coldness, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, revealing a playful expression.

Li Daoling stood by the pavilion, watching the white clouds drift across the sky. He looked somewhat desolate. Although his hair was black and his skin was robust, making him appear young, his weathered eyes made him look like an old man who had lived through countless years. Over the years, he had grown weary. The constant mental strain of scheming and intrigue had worn him down. His wife's departure was a devastating blow. He vaguely guessed where she was, but what good was guessing? If his grandson wanted her, so be it. It wasn't that he was heartless towards his wife or overly indulgent towards his grandson; rather, he loved his wife too much and deeply understood that she wouldn't be happy with him. He had witnessed his daughter and Leng Youyou's happiness. He believed that although his grandson was lustful, he undeniably treated women well. If Zishan could find happiness here, so be it. Through Elder Li Liana's surveillance and protection of the palace, he knew that the woman named "Meiru" resembled his wife. Her happiness had also reached his ears through Li Liana. Although he didn't know why Zishan had become Meiru and was so infatuated with his grandson Li Feiyu, he had decided to let go. He would seal away the secret of this forbidden love.

"Grandpa, you've come!" Li Feiyu walked in from outside the garden, stepping through the flowerbeds, and stood in the pavilion.

Li Daoling turned around, looked at Li Feiyu, and laughed heartily, saying, "Young men have always been a source of trouble, and I've certainly witnessed it! Yu'er, can you handle this?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Grandpa, don't worry about that. With my current abilities, I could easily

sleep with a hundred women a night. I wonder what brings you here, Grandpa?" Li Daoling looked at Li Feiyu sternly and said, "That's good, but you must be moderate. Don't become addicted to women, and don't be fickle. I don't want my grandson to be just a lecherous playboy who spends all his time playing with women!"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, don't worry. Since they've become my women, how could I let them be lonely?"

Li Daoling nodded and said, "I've come to receive one of your fiancées."

Li Feiyu frowned and said, "Didn't all three of my fiancées break off their engagements?"

Li Daoling shook his head and said, "It's not that simple!"

Li Feiyu was taken aback. Could there be some secret behind finding a wife?

Li Daoling had anticipated Li Feiyu's reaction, saying, "The Azure Dragon's transformation is swift and boundless. Although rumors spread that you were struck down and turned into an idiot, some ancient families with in-depth knowledge of mythical beasts still knew you possessed the Azure Dragon's body, so they set their sights on you."

"So, my three fiancées were forced to break off their engagements?" Li Feiyu asked Li Daoling with some doubt.

Li Daoling shook his head and said, "Not entirely. Both families initiated the annulment, but the Ding family only pretended to do so to appease the public. The ancient Tian family of the Central Continent decided to marry their second daughter to you, forming an alliance with our Li family. The Tian family has informed all three families about this alliance, and I'm afraid they hope you will become their son-in-law!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "I'm afraid they just want me to become their second daughter's training vessel! I just don't understand why the Ding family didn't truly annul the engagement?"

Li Daoling's eyes flickered as he looked at Li Feiyu, suppressing his inner turmoil, and smiled slightly, saying, "Because the Ding family is your grandmother Ding Zishan's family, they are practically allied families who share life and death. They want to marry their daughter Ding..." "Yao, marrying you is the dying wish of our ancestors from our past lives."

Li Feiyu received Li Daoling's sharp gaze, her heart pounding, but she pretended to be nonchalant and laughed, "Since you both want to marry me, why shouldn't I? Once you become my woman, no one will dare disobey me!"

Li Daoling laughed heartily and said, "I hope you have the ability! The Second Miss of the Tian family will be out of seclusion in two months. In a border county of the Great Han Empire, a Martial Ancestor has fallen. Two months later, the Martial Ancestor's resentment will dissipate, and heroes will gather. You and the Second Miss will meet there!"

Li Feiyu had also heard that a border county of the Great Han Empire was filled with poisonous gas, the weather was gloomy all day, and many people had already died, truly turning it into a barren land. Recalling the strange phenomena in the sky a month ago, the fall of the Martial Ancestor had already shocked the continent. It seemed that the Great Han Kingdom was becoming more and more exciting. He smiled wickedly and said, "I just hope the Second Miss isn't too ugly!"

Li Daoling laughed, "Go and prepare! I hope our Li family's sons can become famous throughout the continent! I'll be leaving now!"

Li Feiyu nodded and said, "Grandpa, don't worry!" He wouldn't become famous throughout the continent, but he would gather power. Watching Li Daoling's departing figure, he showed a thoughtful expression. 03-24
Chapter 154 The Loli's Request

After leaving the welcoming garden, Li Daoling went straight out of the Prince's Mansion, perhaps feeling that it was inappropriate for a man to remain in the mansion alone!

Li Liana stood under an ancient willow tree opposite the Prince's Mansion, a trace of melancholy in her heart. She no longer needed to protect Li Feiyu in secret. As the Holy Son of the family, any one of those ten Phoenix Guards was far beyond her reach. She was still wearing leather armor, the upper part buckled at the shoulders, revealing her lower body. A short leather skirt, reaching her knees, clung tightly to her plump, round buttocks. Two gleaming, sharp daggers were strapped to her full, white, jade-like legs. Her long, mesh-like animal-skin boots had red cosmetic oil painted on the toes, making them glisten like jade. She turned her head away with a hint of resentment and anger on her beautiful face. The thought of his hand touching her buttocks sent shivers down her spine. Her long hair flowed freely across her face; it wasn't as snow-white as that of noble ladies, but it wasn't rough at all, smooth as jade, possessing a wild beauty. She brandished her whip, somewhat annoyed by his actions. The whip cracked against a tree, leaving a mark, and she prepared to leave.

Just as she was about to leave without looking back, ripples spread through the air, and two Phoenix Guards in golden armor flew out, standing on either side of her. They said, "Elder of Law Enforcement, please come with us to see the Holy Son!"

Li Liana stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding. She said angrily, "What does that brat mean?"

The two Phoenix Guards remained silent; their sole purpose was to apprehend her. Seeing Li Liana prepare to resist, they drew their swords with a clang, the sharp aura sending a chill down Li Liana's spine.

Seeing the two Phoenix Guards draw their swords, Li Liana knew she was no match for them. They were undoubtedly long-time virgins of the family, each possessing peak Martial Emperor cultivation, far beyond her mid-stage Martial Emperor level. With a charming laugh, tinged with allure, she chuckled, "I advise you two sisters not to use force against me. Perhaps I'll become your mistress!" Saying this, she calmly wrapped a leather whip around her slender waist and walked towards the palace gate.

Li Feiyu stood in the pavilion, pondering his grandfather's words, his eyes flashing with thought as he silently planned for the future. He had lacked a breakthrough for his future, but the intervention of the imperial family had given him hope for accumulating power.

He heard a soft whisper in his ear. He stopped thinking, sat down on the stone chair, and a wicked smile appeared on his face. The thought of Li Liana, this stunning beauty, soon falling into his arms filled him with excitement. He believed she also had feelings for him; otherwise, she wouldn't have been constantly spying on his intimate moments with his woman. He should have met this beauty as soon as he returned to the palace from the ancient island, but the martial arts competition had delayed him. How could he let her leave?

Leng Youyou wore a thin gauze dress, her snow-white breasts high and firm, the silk tulle taut over her chest. Her peerless beauty, radiating charm and allure, was tempered with anxiety. Knowing Li Daoling had left, she had rushed to find him. Her figure moved like a ghostly maiden, flitting through a sea of flowers, and she landed beside Li Feiyu. Her voice was soft and worried as she said, "Husband, you should go see Sister Meiru!"

Li Feiyu's heart skipped a beat upon hearing that his grandmother was in trouble. He stared at Leng Youyou and asked, "What happened to her?"

Leng Youyou clung to his arm and said, "You should go see her! She... she seems a little off!" Seeing Li Feiyu's anxious expression, she dared not mention Meiru's vomiting blood.

Li Feiyu frowned, then suddenly a possibility occurred to him. His heart eased, and he asked, "Did she see my grandfather?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Leng Youyou's bright, watery eyes as she looked at Li Feiyu and said, "I saw her by the garden. She should have seen the clan leader. Husband, Sister Meiru and the clan leader..."

Li Feiyu lowered his head and kissed her cherry-like lips, his tongue darting into her mouth to hook her delicate tongue. His hands kneaded her plump buttocks until she was panting. Only then did he part her soft, warm lips, saying with a wicked smile, "You'll find out who she is later. Don't ask questions now; this is the punishment for asking."

Leng Youyou leaned coquettishly against Li Feiyu's chest. Now she was completely under his control, utterly subservient to him. The fox spirit, upon hearing his words, looked at him with a soft, alluring gaze and said, "I know! No matter who she is, I don't think you'd care!"

Li Feiyu chuckled, "If I cared, would I have taken in a great demon like you? I'm going to check on Meiru. When the Enforcement Elder arrives, you can arrange a place for her!"

Leng Youyou, hearing that another woman was to be added, the hot-tempered Enforcement Elder Li Liana, looked at him coquettishly and said, "Then how will you reward me?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and scratched her plump, snowy breasts, saying, "I'll treat you well tonight!"

A blush rose on Leng Youyou's face, "Come on then, I'm not afraid of you! Why don't you go quickly?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and walked out of the pavilion.

"Brother!" Just as Li Feiyu reached the garden gate, under the purple jasmine tree, Little Vermilion Bird, dressed in a thin gauze, stood there crisply, letting out a sweet cry, her golden hair damp. Petals drifted down on her gauze skirt in the gentle breeze, making her appear like an elf bathed in the falling blossoms. Through the thin veil, her snow-white body exuded a captivating allure. Though only seven or eight years old, her breasts were already full and rounded. Her bare feet, with toes like shimmering pearls, trod on the petal-strewn ground.

Li Feiyu opened his arms, and Little Zhuque flew into his embrace like a sprite. He held her soft, boneless body, kissed her cheek, and asked, "Going to take a bath?" When they first entered the palace, he had put Zhuque down because of the other women, holding her hand all the way until Leng Youyou arrived. He hadn't even noticed when she left, which filled him with a pang of guilt.

Little Zhuque said, "Mmm."

Li Feiyu pinched her little one, looking at her apologetically, and said, "Brother hasn't spent time with you lately, are you angry with me?"

Little Zhuque shook her head, resting her head on his neck, and whispered, "Brother, I want to be your woman too!" Her breath, fragrant and smooth, brushed against his neck.

Li Feiyu's breath hitched. The reason he sometimes didn't want to be with her was because he was afraid he couldn't help but hurt her. Every time he saw Little Zhuque's soft and charming body, his desire would boil over. He reached out his right hand and lifted her slightly pointed, snow-white, and tender chin, while his left hand still held her pert little buttocks, letting her two white and tender breasts clamp around his waist. He stared passionately into her soft eyes and said, "Tell me, why do you have such thoughts?"

Little Zhuque was forced to raise her exquisitely beautiful face, her bright pupils reflecting Li Feiyu's image. The misty water in her soft eyes was like the misty spring air, melting Li Feiyu's heart without him even realizing it. She looked at Li Feiyu with adoration in her eyes, her delicate white hands touching his face, stroking from his temples to his lips, and murmured sweetly, "I love you, brother!"

Li Feiyu's erection bulged in his pants, pressing against her buttocks through the silk gauze. He tightened his left hand around her round buttocks, while his right hand pulled her head closer, kissing her cherry lips. His tongue swirled in her mouth, sucking on her sweet, moist lips for a long time, until they were slightly swollen and red, before he released her, suppressing his restlessness, and said, "Let's talk about it when you're a couple of years older!" With that, he put her down, because he was almost unable to resist, and turned to walk towards Meiru's room.

The little Vermilion Bird, released by Li Feiyu, felt a little wronged, tears welling in her watery eyes.

She murmured softly, "Mother, I love my brother so much... Will you help your daughter..." A gentle breeze stirred her golden hair, petals brushed against her exquisitely beautiful face, and landed beside her delicate feet. Watching her brother's hurried departure, a sense of loneliness welled up inside her. Having been away from home for so long, she realized how much she longed for her brother. (

Chapter 155: Grandma...)

The room was filled with a faint fragrance. A wooden tub on the floor steamed, filled with hot water, on the surface of which floated flower petals collected by the maid, their aroma spreading with the evaporation of the steam. Meiru stood by the tub, removing her thin veil, along with her undergarments and lower garments. Her skin was fair and smooth like silk. Crystal tears glistened on her exquisite face. Long, black hair cascaded down to her plump buttocks. Her breasts were high and round, with two soft, pink nipples. (Chapter 155, Grandma, after sucking dry her breasts, faint veins were visible.) Her slender waist was incredibly slim, perfectly adorned with her adorable belly button. Thick hair grew on her lower abdomen, and a bright red slit extended from the hairline to her buttocks. Her anus bloomed like a chrysanthemum, lovely and beautiful. Her two plump buttocks were exaggerated, round and perky, no less beautiful than Leng Youyou's. Her legs were jade-like and fair, and her small toes were as translucent and delicate as pearls.

Meiru was so beautiful that no one wanted to hurt her. Yet, at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was stained with sorrowful tears, and her watery eyes were filled with grief. She stepped into the bucket and lay down inside. The overflowing hot water spilled onto the floor, and she splashed water on herself with her delicate hands, the water making a splashing sound and creating droplets on her skin. She frantically washed herself, the water wetting her hair and covering her face. Her hands vigorously stroked and rubbed, leaving bright red marks on her fair skin.

Meiru frantically washed herself in the water, the thought of her affair with her grandson during her amnesia, and her infatuation with him, overwhelming her. The feeling was both intoxicating and agonizing. She knew her body would never be truly clean again, tainted by her grandson's scent, an indelible stain. She felt lost and helpless.

The door creaked open, and Li Feiyu stood there, looking at Meiru sitting in the tub. Seeing her forlorn state, his heart ached. He wanted this woman, and he wouldn't let her be hurt.

Meiru trembled when she saw Li Feiyu enter. All her resentment towards him vanished, and she couldn't help but stand up from the tub and throw herself into his arms. Her bewilderment made her turn her head away, unable to acknowledge that she was his grandmother. She said, "Husband, please go out first. Come back in after I'm done washing, okay?" She was afraid. How would she and he face each other when her identity as his grandmother was revealed?

Li Feiyu saw a hint of ambiguity in her eyes, smiled wickedly, walked over, and reached out to touch her smooth, fragrant shoulder, saying, "Ru'er, what's wrong? Let me wash with you!" He then unbuttoned his robe.

Mei Ru's delicate body trembled, and she said, "No!" She was resolute; she absolutely did not want to be with him anymore, but how could she refuse her long-standing attachment to him? Even with her memories returning, these feelings were deeply ingrained.

Li Feiyu knew her memories had returned; he had considered this possibility. Seeing that she wasn't so resistant to him and still hesitated to acknowledge him as her grandmother, he smiled wickedly, deciding to subdue her on the spot, body and soul.

He stripped naked, revealing a well-built physique; beneath his perfect abs, his nearly thirty-centimeter-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear gleamed menacingly, radiating a powerful aura. Before she could agree, he forcefully stepped into the tub and pulled her into his arms…

(The following is very explicit and violent; Meiru is very fierce, and if Li Feiyu hadn't been incredibly skilled, he probably wouldn't have been able to handle it. This will be written in a combined section.) __________________________________

A faint fragrance filled the room. A wooden tub on the floor was steaming, filled with hot water, with flower petals collected by the maid floating on the surface, their aroma spreading with the steam. Meiru stood by the tub, removing her thin veil, along with her undergarments and panties. Her skin was fair and smooth as silk. Crystalline tears glistened on her exquisite face. Long, black hair cascaded down to her plump hips. Her breasts were high and firm, with two tender, rosy nipples. Faint veins could be seen on her fair skin. Her slender waist was incredibly slim, perfectly accentuated by her adorable belly button. Thick hair grew on her lower abdomen, and a bright red slit extended from the hairline to her buttocks. Her anus bloomed like a chrysanthemum, lovely and beautiful. Her two plump buttocks were exaggeratedly round and perky, no less alluring than Leng Youyou's. Her legs were jade-like and fair, and her toes were as translucent and delicate as pearls.

Meiru was so beautiful that no one would want to harm her. Yet, at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was streaked with tears of sorrow, her eyes filled with grief. She stepped into the tub and lay down, the overflowing hot water spilling onto the floor. She splashed water on herself, the spray making a soft, gurgling sound, and water droplets forming on her skin. She frantically washed herself, the water soaking her hair and face. Her hands rubbed and scrubbed, leaving streaks of crimson on her fair skin. As

Meiru desperately washed herself, the thought of her affair with her grandson during her amnesia, and her infatuation with him, overwhelmed her. The feeling was both intoxicating and agonizing. She knew her body would never be truly clean again, tainted by her grandson's scent, an indelible stain. She felt lost and helpless. With a

creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu stood there, looking at Meiru sitting in the tub. Seeing her forlorn appearance, his heart ached. He wanted this woman; he wouldn't let her be harmed.

When Meiru saw Li Feiyu enter, her body trembled. All the resentment she felt towards him vanished instantly. She even stood up from the tub and threw herself into his arms. Her bewilderment made her turn her head away, unable to acknowledge that she was his grandmother. She said, "Husband, please go out first. Come back in after I'm done washing, okay?" She was afraid. How would she and he face each other when her identity as his grandmother was revealed?

Li Feiyu saw a complex emotion in her eyes, smiled wickedly, and walked over. He reached out and touched her smooth, fragrant shoulder, saying, "Ru'er, what's wrong? Let me wash with you!" He then unbuttoned his robe.

Meiru's body trembled. "No!" she said resolutely. She absolutely did not want to be with him anymore, but how could she refuse her long-standing attachment to him? Even with her memories returning, this feeling was deeply ingrained.

Li Feiyu knew her memories had returned. He had anticipated this possibility. Seeing that she wasn't so resistant to him and still hesitated to acknowledge him as her grandmother, he smiled wickedly, deciding to subdue her physically once more.

He stripped naked, revealing a well-built physique. Beneath his perfectly sculpted abs, his nearly 30-centimeter-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear gleamed menacingly, radiating a powerful aura. Without waiting for her consent, he forcefully stepped into the tub and pulled her into his arms…

A delicate fragrance filled the room. The wooden tub on the floor steamed, filled with hot water, with flower petals collected by the maid floating on the surface, their aroma wafting through the air. Meiru stood by the tub, removing her thin veil, along with her undergarments and lower garments. Her skin was fair and smooth as silk. Crystalline tears glistened on her exquisite face. Long, black hair cascaded down to her plump hips. Her breasts were high and firm, with two tender, rosy nipples. Faint veins could be seen on her fair skin. Her slender waist was incredibly slim, perfectly accentuated by her adorable belly button. Thick hair grew on her lower abdomen, and a bright red slit extended from the hairline to her buttocks. Her anus bloomed like a chrysanthemum, lovely and beautiful. Her two plump buttocks were exaggeratedly round and perky, no less alluring than Leng Youyou's. Her legs were jade-like and fair, and her toes were as translucent and delicate as pearls.

Meiru was so beautiful that no one would want to harm her. Yet, at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was streaked with tears of sorrow, her eyes filled with grief. She stepped into the tub and lay down, the overflowing hot water spilling onto the floor. She splashed water on herself, the spray making a soft, gurgling sound, and water droplets forming on her skin. She frantically washed herself, the water soaking her hair and face. Her hands rubbed and scrubbed, leaving streaks of crimson on her fair skin. As

Meiru desperately washed herself, the thought of her affair with her grandson during her amnesia, and her infatuation with him, overwhelmed her. The feeling was both intoxicating and agonizing. She knew her body would never be truly clean again, tainted by her grandson's scent, an indelible stain. She felt lost and helpless. With a

creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu stood there, looking at Meiru sitting in the tub. Seeing her forlorn appearance, his heart ached. He wanted this woman; he wouldn't let her be harmed.

He stripped naked, revealing a well-built physique. Beneath his perfectly sculpted abs, his nearly 30-centimeter-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear gleamed menacingly, radiating a powerful aura. Without waiting for her consent, he forcefully stepped into the bucket and pulled her into his arms…

A delicate fragrance filled the room. A wooden tub on the floor was steaming, filled with hot water, and flower petals collected by the maid floated on the surface, their aroma spreading with the steam. Meiru stood by the tub, removing her thin veil, along with her bodice and underpants, leaving her completely naked. Her skin was fair and smooth as silk. Crystalline tears glistened on her exquisite face. Long, black hair cascaded down to her plump hips. Her breasts were high and firm, with two tender, rosy nipples. Faint veins could be seen on her fair skin. Her slender waist was incredibly slim, perfectly accentuated by her adorable belly button. Thick hair grew on her lower abdomen, and a bright red slit extended from the hairline to her buttocks. Her anus bloomed like a chrysanthemum, lovely and beautiful. Her two plump buttocks were exaggeratedly round and perky, no less alluring than Leng Youyou's. Her legs were jade-like and fair, and her toes were as translucent and delicate as pearls.

Meiru was so beautiful that no one would want to harm her. Yet, at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was streaked with tears of sorrow, her eyes filled with grief. She stepped into the bucket and lay down inside. The overflowing hot water spilled onto the floor, and she splashed water on herself with her delicate hands, the water spraying and creating droplets on her skin. She frantically washed herself, the water soaking her hair and face. Her hands rubbed and caressed her skin, leaving red marks on her fair skin.

As Meiru desperately washed herself, the thought of her affair with her grandson during her amnesia, and her infatuation with him, overwhelmed her. The feeling was both intoxicating and painful. She knew her body would never be truly clean again, tainted with her grandson's scent, an indelible stain. She felt lost and helpless.

With a creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu stood there, watching Meiru sitting in the tub. Seeing her lonely figure, Meiru trembled upon his arrival. All the resentment she felt towards him vanished instantly, and she couldn't help but stand up from the tub and throw herself into his arms. Her bewilderment made her turn her head away, unable to acknowledge that she was his grandmother, saying, "Husband, please go out first, and come back in after I'm finished washing, okay?" She was afraid; how would she and he face each other when her identity as his grandmother was revealed?

Li Feiyu saw a complex emotion in her eyes, smiled wickedly, walked over, and reached out to touch her smooth, fragrant shoulder, saying, "Ru'er, what's wrong? Let me wash with you!" He then unbuttoned his robe.

Meiru's delicate body trembled, and she said, "No!" She was resolute; she absolutely did not want to be with him anymore, but how could she refuse her long-standing attachment to him? Even with her memories restored, this feeling was deeply ingrained.

Li Feiyu knew her memories had returned. He had anticipated this possibility. Seeing that she wasn't so resistant to him and still hesitated to acknowledge him as her grandmother, he smiled wickedly, deciding to subdue her physically once more.

He stripped naked, revealing a well-built physique. Beneath his perfect abs, his nearly 30-centimeter-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear gleamed menacingly, radiating a powerful aura. Before she could agree, he forcefully stepped into the tub, pulling her into his arms.

(Chapter 156: Violent Restraint)

The setting sun cast its golden glow on the red clouds in the sky, bathing the Qitian King's mansion in its golden light. The magnificent glass windows reflected the shimmering glow. A gentle breeze stirred, petals danced in the air, and amidst this enchanting scene, the panting that had filled the elegant boudoir in the garden all afternoon gradually subsided, falling into a brief tranquility. The sweltering air seemed to cool down.

The room was a mess. A wooden bucket lay shattered on the floor, and puddles of water, flower petals, fabric, scrolls, and broken vases were scattered everywhere, as if a fierce life-or-death battle had taken place. On the brocade bed, two pale, fleshy bodies lay together. Li Feiyu held Meiru tightly by the waist, gently wiping away her tears.

Unexpectedly, Meiru suddenly erupted in passionate desire, demanding again and again. Li Feiyu almost couldn't resist. Her labia were now red and swollen. With her memories awakened, she had mastered the "Exorcising Demon Essence Absorption Technique" inherited from the Demon-Slaying Sword, allowing him to ejaculate more than ten times. In terms of skill level, they were evenly matched. He had only conquered her thanks to his Azure Dragon Body and the unique advantages of the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. Seeing the ecstatic expression on her face, and tears of ultimate pleasure streaming from her watery eyes, he felt immensely satisfied.

He wiped the sticky milk from his face, gently kissed her forehead, and said tenderly, "From now on, you'll be my Ru'er alone. Don't leave me, okay?"

Mei Ru, still dazed, lay in his arms, unconsciously humming in response, her jade-like hands tightening around his neck.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. This woman would never leave him again, no matter how much she denied it; her very bones had submitted, and she would never return to her grandfather's side. He withdrew his somewhat limp penis from her tight flower path, thick fluid flowing from between her labia, a sticky patch covering her lush, snow-white belly—a scene of spring-like, decadent lust.

Li Feiyu covered Meiru with a blanket, got dressed, and walked out of the room. Looking up at the sunset, bathed in its warm glow, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he disregarded the ethics of this world, he also felt a heavy pressure in his heart. After all, he had been educated in the ethical norms of the 21st century. But when he trampled on these ethics, he could feel a unique pleasure, as if there was nothing in this world that could restrain him anymore. Then, his heart swelled with even greater desire.

Li Feiyu had just stepped out of Meiru's room when she walked over with a cold, alluring air, saying, "You two are really crazy! I'm afraid the whole palace can hear you!" Her exquisite face was lightly made up, her smooth, black hair styled in a woman's sideburns that reached her waist, her eyebrows like crescent moons, her bright eyes sparkling with autumn waves, and her sexy, hot lips breathing out fragrant breaths. She wore a black gauze dress, through which the tips of her breasts were vaguely visible, and her knee-length transparent gauze skirt fluttered. Her two fair, jade-like legs moved as she walked, and her plump buttocks swayed.

Li Feiyu pulled Leng Youyou into his arms, slipping his hand under her skirt to knead and squeeze her plump buttocks. She was wearing a thong, a unique garment in this world, and her skirt was pulled up, exposing her white buttocks, which changed shape with his kneading. He lightly kissed her beautiful and charming face and said, "You little vixen, look how wet you are down there!" As he spoke, he withdrew his fingers and held them up in front of her, revealing glistening liquid on them.

Leng Youyou giggled, reaching out her soft, boneless hand to pinch his erect penis. Her delicate body swayed, and she said seductively, "Who told you to be so loud? I came to see what was wrong with Sister Meiru, but all I heard were those kinds of sounds. I've never been this crazy before!"

Li Feiyu felt a surge of seductive energy emanating from her hand as she pinched him. Her naturally alluring body rubbed against his chest, igniting a burning desire within him. His erect penis swelled, becoming a monstrous weapon, pressing against his trousers, its head as hard as a steel drill held by Leng Youyou. He pulled her soft waist tightly into his arms, parted her snow-white thighs, and lifted her buttocks. His massive member, through the thin silk, pressed heavily against her entrance, half of its glans protruding inside.

Leng Youyou let out a soft "hmm," her gaze momentarily unfocused. When he pulled her so tightly, she used her delicate hand, which had been gripping his genitals, to steady herself and wrap it around Li Feiyu's neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her alluring and sensual lips breathing heavily on his face. With a charming smile, she rubbed her beautiful legs against his waist, saying, "Hasn't Sister Meiru drained you dry all afternoon?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "I was already drained, but seeing you, I couldn't resist. How could I lack this kind of thing?" As he spoke, he thrust forward again, the huge tip of his penis, still wrapped in silk gauze, plunging inside. The hot, enveloping sensation made Li Feiyu almost want to start thrusting.

Leng Youyou let out a soft "Oh," glared at Li Feiyu, and quickly pushed him away, saying seductively, "You should save your energy for dealing with that slut Li Lianna! She can wait for you at Pinchun Palace! As you requested, a huge bed that can sleep a hundred people has been prepared there, and I've already prepared a show for you tonight!"

Li Feiyu slapped her plump buttocks and said, "I smell disgusting, come with me to take a bath! Where did you put all my maids?"

Leng Youyou giggled and said, "You'll find out tonight, I'm not going to bathe with you! You should try taming the Enforcement Elder first! She was quite fierce towards him just now!" As she spoke, she used her movement technique and disappeared into the garden like a ghost. Li Feiyu

only felt a lingering fragrance in his arms, a feeling of emptiness, and smiled bitterly, saying, "That vixen!" His lower body swelled and ached, and he moved towards Pinchun Palace, the bedroom he had designed and built himself in the palace.

The Pinchun Palace, located in the back garden of the Prince's Mansion, sits amidst the women's bedrooms. Surrounded by splashing fountains and shimmering with vibrant colors from a transparent blue light barrier, the entire palace appears dreamlike. The palace is magnificent with its glazed tiles and painted beams, yet its interior incorporates concepts he learned in the 21st century, creating a warm and elegant atmosphere. Pale red carpets cover the smooth marble, and in the center stands a super-sized bed that could accommodate a hundred people—a bed of unprecedented size. He had only sketched a rough plan and briefly mentioned it to Leng Youyou; he had no idea how she had managed to build it in just two or three days.

When he reached the Pinxiang Palace and opened the bedroom door, a fragrant aroma wafted out. The room was large, and various orchids of different colors bloomed brightly beside the bed. The cozy and elegant bedroom was empty and deserted. He smiled wickedly and said, "When did my Law Enforcement Elder decide to play hide-and-seek with me?"

A crisp, cold snort echoed in the empty room, and a whip suddenly flashed out, slashing towards Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu waved his hand, a swirling energy blocking the whip, pulling it out and drawing it into his hand. The immense energy caused Li Liana to emerge from her invisibility, falling onto the large bed.

Li Liana quickly stood up, looking at Li Feiyu, her face flushed, and said, "You little lecher, why did you make such a big bed?"

Li Feiyu revealed a few unfathomable smiles and said, "You'll know when you become my woman!" Looking at her exquisite face, her slightly disheveled red hair, and her watery eyes filled with panic, he thought of a cat-and-mouse game, especially her fiery figure exuding a wild beauty, her rather revealing clothing revealing a deep, athletic build, more impactful than Leng Youyou. If seeing Leng Youyou evoked a fiery, melting passion within him, then seeing Li Liana evoked a violent, ravaging desire in him—this wildness was precisely what fueled a man's yearning to conquer.

Li Liana noticed his burning gaze, her delicate body trembled, and she gasped for breath. Turning her head away, her figure flashed, leaving a blur as she passed Li Feiyu, preparing to flee. She had already sensed the Phoenix Guards watching them disappear, and this Holy Lord was only twelve years old; he shouldn't be as skilled as her. She'd only accidentally let her whip slip from her grasp.

She quickly realized her mistake. The whip she was holding coiled around her like a snake, wrapping around her waist before she could fly away, and she was thrown onto the bed. The long, soft whip, about ten meters long, was like a rope wrapped around her waist, binding her legs and hands. Li Feiyu pulled her to the head of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Li Liana cried out in panic. She struggled, but found herself powerless; the force emanating from the whip suppressed her inner strength.

Li Feiyu smiled coldly and said, "You'll find out soon enough!"

The iron rod was originally designed by Leng Youyou at Li Feiyu's request, intended for some special games, and it came in handy now. Facing the iron rod, her shapely, jade-like legs were spread wide apart, each handcuffed to an iron ring at the head of the bed. Her hands were also cuffed to the rings on the wooden rod. She struggled restlessly, the iron rings clanging loudly, her plump buttocks thrusting high behind her, this shameful posture making her face flush red.

Li Liana cried out in alarm, "What are you doing? I'm an elder of the Enforcement Guard! You can't do this!"

Li Feiyu didn't answer; sometimes silence was more stimulating and engaging than words. Wearing very short underpants between her legs, his hand suddenly pressed down on her warm, sensitive area, kneading it heavily.

Li Liana, a virgin, let out a soft "Oh" upon being stimulated like this, trying to close her legs, but bound by them, she could not struggle and could only say angrily, "Let me go!"

Li Feiyu lifted her short skirt and tore her white underpants to shreds in one swift motion...

(Hehe, I dare not even write the foreplay, do you want to read it even more? Wait for the compilation!) ——————————————————————

The setting sun cast a golden glow on the red clouds in the sky, and the round sun's rays shone brightly on the Qitian King's mansion, the magnificent glass reflecting the shimmering red glow. A gentle breeze blew, and petals danced in the air. In this enchanting scene, the panting that had echoed all afternoon in the elegant and beautiful boudoir in the garden gradually subsided, falling into a brief tranquility, and the fiery air seemed to gradually cool down.

The room was a mess. A wooden bucket lay shattered on the floor, puddles of water, flower petals, fabric scraps, scrolls, and broken vases scattered everywhere, as if the room had been the scene of a violent ordeal. In that brocade-like space, two pale, fleshy bodies were intertwined. Li Feiyu held Meiru tightly by the waist, gently wiping away her tears.

Unexpectedly, Meiru suddenly erupted in passionate desire, demanding again and again. Li Feiyu nearly couldn't withstand it; her body was now red and swollen. Her memories had returned, and she had mastered the "Exorcising Demon Essence Absorption Technique" inherited from the Demon-Slaying Sword, allowing him to ejaculate more than ten times. In terms of skill level, they were evenly matched; he had only conquered her thanks to his Azure Dragon Body and the unique advantages of the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. Seeing the ecstatic expression on her face, and tears of ultimate pleasure streaming from her watery eyes, he felt immensely satisfied.

He wiped the sticky milk from his face, gently kissed her forehead, and said tenderly, "From now on, you'll be my Ru'er alone. Don't leave me, okay?"

Mei Ru, still dazed, lay in his arms, unconsciously humming in response, her jade-like hands tightening around his neck.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. This woman would never leave him again. No matter how she denied it, her heart had already submitted, and she would never return to her grandfather's side. He withdrew his somewhat limp penis from her tight flower path, thick fluid flowing from between her labia, a sticky patch covering her lush, snow-white belly—a scene of spring-like, decadent lust.

Li Feiyu covered Meiru with a blanket, got dressed, and walked out of the room. Looking up at the sunset, bathed in its warm glow, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he disregarded the ethics of this world, he also felt a heavy pressure in his heart. After all, he had been educated in the ethical norms of the 21st century. But when he trampled on these ethics, he felt a unique sensation, as if nothing in this world could restrain him anymore. Then, his heart swelled with an even greater desire.

Li Feiyu had just stepped out of Meiru's room when she walked over with a cold, alluring air, saying, "You two are really crazy! I'm afraid the whole palace can hear you!" Her exquisite face was lightly made up, her smooth, black hair styled in a woman's sideburns that reached her waist, her eyebrows like crescent moons, her bright eyes sparkling with autumn waves, and her sexy, hot lips breathing out fragrant breaths. She wore a black gauze dress, through which the tips of her breasts were vaguely visible, and her knee-length transparent gauze skirt fluttered. Her two fair, jade-like legs moved as she walked, and her plump buttocks swayed.

Li Feiyu pulled Leng Youyou into his arms, slipping his hand under her skirt to caress her plump buttocks and cheeks. She was wearing a unique gauze skirt that was lifted up, exposing her white buttocks, which changed shape as his hands kneaded and rubbed them. He lightly kissed her beautiful and charming face and said, "Look how wet you are down there!" As he spoke, he withdrew his fingers and held them up in front of her, revealing glistening liquid on them.

Leng Youyou giggled, reaching out her soft, boneless hand to grasp his erect penis. Her delicate body swayed, and she said seductively, "Who told you to be so loud? I came to see what was wrong with Sister Meiru, but all I heard were those kinds of sounds. I've never been this crazy before!"

Li Feiyu felt a seductive aura emanating from her hand. Her naturally alluring body rubbed against his chest, igniting a burning desire within him. His erect penis swelled, becoming a monstrous weapon, pressing against his trousers, where Leng Youyou grasped the hard, drill-like tip. He pulled her soft waist tightly into his arms, parting her snow-white skin, pressing her buttocks together. His massive member, through the thin silk, pressed heavily against her entrance, half of its head protruding inside.

Leng Youyou let out a soft "hmm," her gaze momentarily unfocused. When he pulled her so tightly, she used her delicate hand, which had been gripping his genitals, to steady herself and wrap it around Li Feiyu's neck, placing it around his waist. Her alluring, sensual lips breathed on his face, and she smiled coquettishly, rubbing her body against his waist, saying, "Hasn't Sister Meiru drained you dry all afternoon?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "I was already drained, but seeing you, I couldn't resist. How could I lack this?" As he spoke, he thrust forward again, the huge tip of his penis, still wrapped in silk gauze, plunging inside. The hot, enveloping sensation made Li Feiyu almost want to start thrusting.

Leng Youyou let out a soft "Oh," glared at Li Feiyu, and quickly pushed him away, saying seductively, "You should save your energy for dealing with that slut Li Lianna! She can wait for you at Pinchun Palace! As you requested, a huge bed that can sleep a hundred people has been prepared there, and I've already prepared a show for you tonight!"

Li Feiyu slapped her plump buttocks and said, "I smell disgusting, come with me to take a bath! Where did you put all my maids?"

Leng Youyou giggled and said, "You'll find out tonight, I'm not going to bathe with you! You should try taming the Enforcement Elder first! She was quite fierce towards him just now!" As she spoke, she used her movement technique and disappeared into the garden like a ghost. Li Feiyu

only felt a lingering fragrance in his arms, a feeling of emptiness, and smiled bitterly, saying, "That vixen!" His lower body swelled and ached, and he moved towards Pinchun Palace, the bedroom he had designed and built himself in the palace.

The Pinchun Palace, located in the back garden of the Prince's Mansion, sits amidst the women's bedrooms. Surrounded by splashing fountains and shimmering with vibrant colors from a transparent blue light barrier, the entire palace appears dreamlike. The palace is magnificent with its glazed tiles and painted beams, yet its interior incorporates concepts he learned in the 21st century, creating a warm and elegant atmosphere. Pale red carpets cover the smooth marble, and in the center stands a super-sized bed that could accommodate a hundred people—a bed of unprecedented size. He had only sketched a rough plan and briefly mentioned it to Leng Youyou; he had no idea how she had managed to build it in just two or three days.

When he reached the Pinxiang Palace and opened the bedroom door, a fragrant aroma wafted out. The room was large, and various orchids of different colors bloomed brightly beside the bed. The cozy and elegant bedroom was empty and deserted. He smiled wickedly and said, "When did my Law Enforcement Elder decide to play hide-and-seek with me?"

A crisp, cold snort echoed in the empty room, and a whip suddenly flashed out, slashing towards Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu waved his hand, a swirling energy blocking the whip, pulling it out and drawing it into his hand. The immense energy caused Li Liana to emerge from her invisibility, falling onto the large bed.

Li Liana quickly stood up, looking at Li Feiyu, her face flushed, and said, "You little lecher, why did you make such a big bed?"

Li Feiyu revealed a few unfathomable smiles and said, "You'll know when you become my woman!" Looking at her exquisite face, her slightly disheveled red hair, and her watery eyes filled with panic, he thought of a cat-and-mouse game, especially her fiery figure exuding a wild beauty, her rather revealing clothing revealing a deep, athletic build, more impactful than Leng Youyou. If seeing Leng Youyou evoked a fiery, melting passion within him, then seeing Li Liana evoked a violent, ravaging desire in him—this wildness was precisely what fueled a man's yearning to conquer.

Li Liana noticed his burning gaze, her delicate body trembled, and she gasped for breath. Turning her head away, her figure flashed, leaving a blur as she passed Li Feiyu, preparing to flee. She had already sensed the Phoenix Guards watching them disappear, and this Holy Lord was only twelve years old; he shouldn't be as skilled as her. She'd only accidentally let her whip slip from her grasp.

She quickly realized her mistake. The whip she was holding coiled around her like a snake, wrapping around her waist before she could fly away, and she was thrown onto the bed. The long, soft whip, about ten meters long, was like a rope wrapped around her waist, binding her legs and hands. Li Feiyu pulled her to the head of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Li Liana cried out in panic. She struggled, but found herself powerless; the force emanating from the whip suppressed her inner strength.

Li Feiyu smiled coldly and said, "You'll find out soon enough!"

The iron rod was originally designed by Leng Youyou at Li Feiyu's request, intended for some special games, and it came in handy now. Facing the iron rod, her shapely legs were spread wide apart, each handcuffed to an iron ring at the head of the bed. Her hands were also cuffed to the rings on the wooden rod. She struggled restlessly, the iron rings clanging loudly, her plump buttocks thrusting high backward, this shameful posture making her face flush red.

Li Liana cried out in alarm, "What are you doing? I'm an elder of the Enforcement Law! You can't do this!"

Li Feiyu didn't answer; sometimes silence was more stimulating and cohesive than words. Wearing very short underpants between her legs, his hand suddenly pressed down on her warm, sensitive area, kneading it heavily.

Li Liana, a virgin, let out an "Oh" upon being stimulated like this, trying to close her legs, but bound by them, she could not struggle and could only say angrily, "Let me go!"

Li Feiyu lifted her short skirt and tore her white underpants to shreds.

Chapter 157 of the main text: A Group of Beauties Striptease

Li Feiyu made Li Liana ride on his body, thrusting his huge member, making her cry out "Ah, ah, ah" continuously. Lost in ecstasy, she actively twisted her plump buttocks, letting his dragon spear go in and out of her body, her snowy breasts bouncing up and down, her hair in disarray, her face flushed, her eyes hazy, reaching the peak of pleasure.

Thump, thump—————— A clear and melodious sound suddenly rang out from outside the hall, slowly approaching. Cao Yingying, like a fairy, wore a thin veil, her snow-white skin faintly visible through it. She held a stringed zither, plucking the strings with tender and affectionate music, and descended from the sky through the hall gate.

Li Feiyu held Li Liana's plump buttocks tightly, preventing her from moving. His massive member penetrated deep into her womb, feeling the pleasure of being enveloped by the folds of her flower. Looking at Cao Yingying, he said, "Yingying, my darling, what brings you here?"

A blush rose on Cao Yingying's face, and her sweet voice, like a clear spring, murmured, "It was all Youyou's idea! Tell me, tell me you'll like it!" After saying this, she dared not look at the two naked, intertwined figures, lowered her head, sat on the edge of the bed, and continued to pluck the strings of her zither.

Under her beautiful music, Li Feiyu flipped over and pressed Li Liana onto the bed, letting her jade hands struggle against the mattress. He thrust and pumped forcefully from behind, his breath coming in muffled gasps. The music, along with their increasingly heated passion, became more and more intimate and intense, as if the world had become a furnace, melting and merging the two of them together.

"Ahhh... Holy Son... Ahhh... You're so strong... Ahhh... So good..." Li Liana, oblivious to everything, responded from behind, her snow-white, plump buttocks undulating with each impact, flushed red, her lower abdomen throbbing with each thrust, the nearly thirty-foot-long member penetrating fully each time, churning and swirling inside her.

"Giggle..." Amidst the lingering, melodious music, Leng Youyou finally appeared, accompanied by Li Feiyu's ten personal maids. Leng Youyou giggled, her clothes half-undone, draped in a long, transparent black veil, as she flew in, twirling as she landed. The ten maids, somewhat shy, also draped in similar thin veils, fluttering in as well.

Li Feiyu looked at Leng Youyou and his ten personal maids, a wicked smile on his face, and said, "Let me see how well you dance."

Leng Youyou looked at Li Feiyu with alluring charm, then at Cao Yingying, saying, "Sister Yingying, do you still remember the 'Enchanting Melody' I taught you?"

Cao Yingying nodded shyly, a blush rising on her beautiful face. Although she was quite open in front of Li Feiyu, a reserved yet alluring woman, she was still a little uncomfortable with so many people. With a soft "Mmm," her slender fingers lightly touched the strings, producing a clear, crisp sound that dispelled the fiery whispers from before.

Li Liana, now roused from her reverie, looked at Li Feiyu with shyness and deep affection, saying, "That girl Leng Youyou, how could she be so reckless!" She shyly tightened her thighs, her vaginal canal contracting nervously, almost causing Li Feiyu to ejaculate.

Li Feiyu had completely conquered Li Liana. He lay on her back, slowly thrusting in and out to the rhythm of the piano music, saying, "Later, you'll be even worse!" The sounds of slapping and bumping began to rise, making Li Liana oblivious to everything else, as if everyone was watching her. She shyly closed her eyes, but her plump buttocks arched backward, making it easier for him to thrust into her.

Looking coldly at Li Feiyu, she lifted her foot and began to dance gracefully. The ten maids behind her also danced together. The eleven maids' beautiful dance started from elegance and dignity and gradually became more and more passionate, as if they were slowly transforming from fairies into ghostly enchantresses. Black veils fluttered, revealing white arms, plump buttocks, and snowy breasts. The music became more and more murmured and lingering. The enchanting sounds and shadows overlapped, making Li Feiyu's desire rise and his desires surge more and more violently.

Amidst the seductive music and dance, Li Liana gripped the bedding tightly, panting softly, "Ahhh...so good...ahhh..."

When Leng Youyou and ten maids removed their undergarments and bodices from behind their black veils and threw them onto Li Feiyu, his eyes were fixed on them. They removed their undergarments and bodices, their thin veils half-undone, revealing only their cleavage, but they didn't remove them completely. This alluring concealment made his blood boil, and the enormous thing inserted into Li Liana's jade pot swelled to almost twice its original size, stretching her flesh tightly.

The fluttering bodices and thongs landed on Li Feiyu's body and face. He grabbed a thong and smelled it; a light fragrance tinged with a faint, musky scent—Leng Youyou's unique aroma. He remembered that Leng Youyou had been holding back her desire all afternoon; her nectar had soaked through the transparent thong.

The music was lingering and tender, accompanied by moans and gasps. A seductive dancer performed, and sweat beaded on Li Feiyu's forehead as he tightly embraced Li Liana's voluptuous waist. His massive member thrust violently hundreds of times. Li Liana cried out, "Ah!" as her vaginal fluids sprayed onto Li Feiyu's burning glans, and she collapsed onto the bed.

Li Feiyu released Li Liana's large buttocks, and she slumped onto the bed, panting with her eyes closed. Li Feiyu kissed her forehead, his genitals bulging with veins, still dripping wetly. He watched as Leng Youyou slowly removed her thin veil, revealing her exaggeratedly large buttocks. His massive member began to throb with an electric current—a phenomenon he hadn't experienced in a long time. Burning desire made his eyes bloodshot, his pupils gleaming with lust like a wild beast. He flashed forward, stopping in front of Leng Youyou with a whoosh, and said in a low voice, "Youyou, tell me, how should I undress you?"

Leng Youyou was satisfied with his reaction. She seductively licked her sensual lips with her small, fragrant tongue, hooked her jade-like hands around his neck, and breathed her fragrant breath onto his face, saying, "Tell me how to take it off, and I'll take it off however you want."

Li Feiyu's face was filled with lust, and he shouted, "I said, no need to take it off!" After saying that, he grabbed Leng Youyou's slender waist and forcefully threw her into the air. When

she was thrown five or six meters high, Leng Youyou let out an "Ah!" as her gauze skirt billowed up, revealing her two fair and tender legs, her plump buttocks round and firm, and her thick forest between them, her bright red flower path already wet. After tossing Leng Youyou into the air, Li Feiyu's enormous penis, swollen to over thirty centimeters, throbbed with electricity, standing erect and thrusting like a terrifying, imposing Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. He lunged forward, aiming the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear at her flower path, and like a cannonball, with perfect preparation, "smack!" it slammed heavily inside her. He entered her in one fell swoop.

"Ah!"—Leng Youyou's belly swelled high as his enormous Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear penetrated her body, her eyes rolled back, and she nearly fainted, her body lolling in mid-air. Cao Yingying's zither music stopped, and the ten beautiful maids stared blankly into the air. Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, pulled Leng Youyou around his waist, and began to thrust his burning, enormous member...

"Ahhh... umm..." Leng Youyou straddled Li Feiyu, her forehead, breasts, and cleavage covered in sweat. As she writhed, she pulled a silk scarf from her thin silk robe and blindfolded him. Her plump buttocks thrust forward heavily, her flower path contracted, and her vaginal fluids from deep within her womb drenched his spearhead. Stimulated by her, Li Feiyu couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned, and his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear swelled, continuously shooting thick semen deep into her womb.

After ejaculating, Li Feiyu took a breath and said, "Demon, why aren't you moving?" His large hand reached down to her plump buttocks, kneading her smooth flesh.

Leng Youyou let out a satisfied moan, then smiled mischievously, saying, "Whoever you catch later, as long as you guess her name, she's yours! Otherwise, you can only look, not eat!" With a smack, she pulled out his massive member, lay down on the bed, and looked at him curiously.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, saying, "This game seems pretty good!" He stood up, shaking his large, fleshy rod.

The ten maids, already aroused, giggled and said coquettishly, "Master, come quickly!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, saying, "I'm coming!" With that, he pounced on the women.

The women giggled and ran around. Once Li Feiyu caught them, his senses were already intimately familiar with their bodies, and they would only suffer the fate of being possessed by a dragon…

Leng Youyou looked at Wu Mei with a charming smile and said coquettishly, “These women are also your women. If you can guess who they are, then you’ll have to prove yourself.”

The hall was filled with debauchery. Ten maids, draped in disheveled veils, lay on the large bed, panting. Li Feiyu stood in the middle like an emperor, with no rivals left. Even Cao Yingying had fallen victim to his cruelty.

The sound of a flute filled the air, and a beautiful mature woman, holding a bone flute and dressed in a white, transparent veil, flew in. Li Xiyu, Li Lianyi, and more than twenty other mature women, following Leng Youyou's instructions, donned knee-length short veils that had been prepared beforehand and flew in to dance gracefully…

Li Feiyu, blindfolded, laughed loudly, “Let me see which beauties have arrived this time?” As he spoke, he flew up and embraced a dancing mature woman. He touched her, smearing her face and plump buttocks, and his face froze. He realized he didn't recognize her, but her body clearly carried his scent. A thought struck him, and he pulled back the veil covering his eyes, looking at the soft, boneless beauty in his arms, and said, “Are you the elder whose virginity I defiled in that secret room?”

The woman in his arms had a charming face, her eyes sparkling with allure. She was on par with his ten maids, a stunning beauty. Her face was flushed, and she dared not look at him, only managing a soft “hmm.”

Li Feiyu ran his hand up her thighs to her plump buttocks, grinning wickedly, "You'll be very happy!" With that, his massive member, pressed between her buttocks, thrust forward, parting her labia and penetrating her once more.

"Ah"—the feeling of fullness caused her vagina to contract...

Li Feiyu buried his face between Li Xiyu's breasts, his massive member pumping in and out of Li Lianyi's vagina. Hearing the rapid breathing outside, he smiled wickedly and said, "Everyone outside, come in!"

One by one, a group of girls walked in shyly. They were Yan Zhihua, Yan Shishi, Zhixin, and more than twenty other girls…

Meiru stood by the window, watching the commotion in the Pinchun Palace not far away. She sighed softly, saying, “That shameless, lewd little devil!” Now, she was in too.

Little Zhuque sat by her bedside, swinging her jade-like little feet, her voice sweet and cloying, “I want to be brother’s woman too!”

Meiru turned around, walked to Little Zhuque’s side, looked at her exquisitely beautiful face, and smiled slightly, “You’re still young. In two years, I’ll ask brother to take you in.”

Little Zhuque lowered her head sadly, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Meiru looked at Little Zhuque lovingly and said, “From now on, let brother protect you, okay?”

Little Zhuque’s eyes flickered, and she nodded.

(Collection, Nighttime Chaos, to speed up the plot, it's considered finished. Mother starts tomorrow.) ——————————————————————

Li Feiyu had Li Liana straddle him, thrusting his massive member, making her moan "Ah, ah, ah" repeatedly. Lost in ecstasy, she actively twisted her plump buttocks, letting his dragon spear enter and exit her body. Her snowy breasts bounced up and down, her hair was a mess, her face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, she was in the throes of ultimate pleasure.

Thump, thump—————— A clear, melodious sound suddenly rang out from outside the main hall, slowly approaching. Cao Yingying, like a fairy, wore a thin veil, her snow-white skin faintly visible through it. Holding a stringed zither, she plucked at the strings, playing tender, loving melodies, and descended from the sky through the hall's doors.

Li Feiyu held Li Liana's plump buttocks tightly, preventing her from moving. His massive member penetrated deep into her womb, feeling the pleasure of being enveloped by the folds of her flower. Looking at Cao Yingying, he said, "Yingying, my darling, what brings you here?"

A blush rose on Cao Yingying's face, and her sweet voice, like a clear spring, murmured, "It was all Youyou's idea! Tell me, tell me you'll like it!" After saying this, she dared not look at the two naked, intertwined figures, lowered her head, sat on the edge of the bed, and continued to pluck the strings of her zither.

Under her beautiful music, Li Feiyu flipped over and pressed Li Liana onto the bed, letting her jade hands struggle against the mattress. He thrust and pumped forcefully from behind, his breath coming in muffled gasps. The music, along with their increasingly heated passion, became more and more intimate and intense, as if the world had become a furnace, melting and merging the two of them together.

"Ahhh... Holy Son... Ahhh... You're so strong... Ahhh... So good..." Li Liana, lost in ecstasy, thrust back to meet him, her snow-white, plump buttocks undulating with each impact, flushed red. Her lower abdomen throbbed with each thrust, the nearly thirty-foot-long member penetrating fully each time, churning and swirling inside her.

"Giggle..." Amidst the lingering, melodious music, Leng Youyou finally appeared, accompanied by Li Feiyu's ten personal maids. Leng Youyou giggled, her clothes half-undone, draped in a long, transparent black veil, and flew in, twirling as she landed. The ten maids, somewhat shy, also draped in similar thin veils, fluttered in.

Li Feiyu looked at Leng Youyou and his ten personal maids, a wicked smile on his face, and said, "Let me see how well you dance."

Leng Youyou looked at Li Feiyu with a charming gaze, then at Cao Yingying, and said, "Sister Yingying, do you still remember the 'Enchanting Melody' I taught you?"

Cao Yingying nodded shyly, a blush rising on her beautiful face. Although she was quite open in front of Li Feiyu, a reserved yet alluring woman, she was still a little uncomfortable with so many people. With a soft "Mmm," her slender fingers lightly touched the strings, producing a clear, crisp sound that dispelled the fiery whispers from before.

Li Lianna also awoke from her reverie at this moment, looking at Li Feiyu with shyness and deep affection, and said, "Leng Youyou, this girl, how could you be so naughty!" She shyly tightened her thighs, her vaginal canal contracting nervously, almost causing Li Feiyu to ejaculate.

Li Feiyu had completely conquered Li Liana. He lay on her back, thrusting slowly to the rhythm of the zither, saying, "You'll be even worse later!" The sounds of their bodies colliding began, making Li Liana oblivious to everything else, as if everyone was watching her. She shyly closed her eyes, her plump buttocks arching backward, making it easier for him to thrust into her. Leng

Youlan looked at Li Feiyu with a cold gaze, then lifted her feet and began to dance. The ten maids behind her danced along, their graceful movements gradually becoming more and more fiery, as if they were slowly transforming from fairies into bewitching enchantresses. Black veils fluttered, revealing bare arms, plump buttocks, and snowy breasts. The zither music grew increasingly murmured and lingering, the alluring sounds and shadows overlapping, igniting Li Feiyu's desire and causing him to thrust even more violently.

Amidst the seductive music and dance, Li Liana gripped the bedding tightly, panting softly, "Ahhh...so good...ahhh..."

When Leng Youyou and ten maids removed their undergarments and bodices from behind their black veils and threw them onto Li Feiyu, his eyes were fixed on them. They removed their undergarments and bodices, their thin veils half-undone, revealing only their cleavage, but they didn't remove them completely. This alluring concealment made his blood boil, and the enormous thing inserted into Li Liana's jade pot swelled to almost twice its original size, stretching her flesh tightly.

The fluttering bodices and thongs landed on Li Feiyu's body and face. He grabbed a thong and smelled it; a light fragrance tinged with a faint, musky scent—Leng Youyou's unique aroma. He remembered that Leng Youyou had been holding back her desire all afternoon; her nectar had soaked through the transparent thong.

The music was lingering and tender, accompanied by moans and gasps. A seductive dancer performed, and sweat beaded on Li Feiyu's forehead as he tightly embraced Li Liana's voluptuous waist. His massive member thrust violently hundreds of times. Li Liana cried out, "Ah!" as her vaginal fluids sprayed onto Li Feiyu's burning glans, and she collapsed onto the bed.

Li Feiyu released Li Liana's large buttocks, and she slumped onto the bed, panting with her eyes closed. Li Feiyu kissed her forehead, his genitals bulging with veins, still dripping wetly. He watched as Leng Youyou slowly removed her thin veil, revealing her exaggeratedly large buttocks. His massive member began to throb with an electric current—a phenomenon he hadn't experienced in a long time. Burning desire made his eyes bloodshot, his pupils gleaming with lust like a wild beast. He flashed forward, stopping in front of Leng Youyou with a whoosh, and said in a low voice, "Youyou, tell me, how should I undress you?"

Leng Youyou was satisfied with his reaction. She charmingly licked her sensual lips with her small, fragrant tongue, hooked her jade-like hands around his neck, and breathed her fragrant breath onto his face, saying, "Tell me how to take it off, and I'll take it off however you want."

Li Feiyu's face was filled with lust, and he shouted, "I said, you take it off!" After saying that, he grabbed Leng Youyou's slender waist and threw her forcefully into the air. When

she was thrown five or six meters high, Leng Youyou let out an "Ah!" as her gauze skirt billowed up, revealing her two fair and tender legs, her plump buttocks round and firm, and her thick forest between them, her bright red flower path already wet. After tossing Leng Youyou into the air, Li Feiyu's enormous penis, swollen to over thirty centimeters, throbbed with electricity, standing erect and thrusting like a terrifying, imposing Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. He lunged forward, aiming the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear at her flower path, and like a cannonball, with perfect preparation, with a resounding "thud," it slammed into her. He entered her in one fell swoop.

"Ah!"—Leng Youyou's belly bulged high as his enormous Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear penetrated her body, her eyes widened, and she nearly fainted, her body lolling in mid-air. Cao Yingying's zither music stopped, and the ten beautiful maids stared blankly into the air. Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, pulled Leng Youyou around his waist, and began to thrust his fiery, massive member...

"Ahhh... umm..." Leng Youyou straddled Li Feiyu, her forehead, breasts, and cleavage covered in sweat. As she twisted her body, she pulled a silk scarf from her thin silk robe and blindfolded him. Her plump buttocks thrust forward heavily, her flower path contracted, and her vaginal fluids from deep within her womb drenched his spearhead. Stimulated by her, Li Feiyu couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned, and his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear swelled, continuously shooting thick fluids into the depths of her womb.

Li Feiyu released his essence, took a breath, and said, "Fairy, why aren't you moving?" He reached out and kneaded her plump buttocks.

Leng Youyou let out a satisfied moan, smiled mischievously, and said, "Whoever you catch later, as long as you guess her name, she's yours! Otherwise, you can only look, not eat!" With a smack, she pulled out his huge member, lay on the bed, and looked at him curiously.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "This game seems pretty good!" He stood up and shook his large member.

The ten maids had already been aroused by the sight, giggling and saying, "Little Prince, come here quickly!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "I'm coming!" With that, he pounced on the women.

The women giggled and ran around. Once Li Feiyu caught them, his senses were already intimately familiar with their bodies, and they would only suffer the fate of being possessed by a dragon…

Leng Youyou looked at Wu Mei with a charming smile and said coquettishly, “These women are also your women. If you can guess who they are, then you’ll have to prove yourself.”

The hall was filled with debauchery. Ten maids, draped in disheveled veils, lay on the large bed, panting. Li Feiyu stood in the middle like an emperor, with no rivals left. Even Cao Yingying had fallen victim to his cruelty.

The sound of a flute filled the air, and a beautiful mature woman, holding a bone flute and dressed in a white, transparent veil

, flew in. Li Xiyu and more than twenty other mature women, following Leng Youyou's instructions, donned knee-length short veils that had been prepared beforehand and flew in to dance gracefully… Li Feiyu, blindfolded, laughed loudly, “Let me see which beauties have arrived this time?” As he spoke, he flew up and embraced a dancing mature woman. He touched her, smearing her face and plump buttocks, and his face froze. He realized he didn't recognize her, but her body clearly carried his scent. A thought struck him, and he pulled back the veil covering his eyes, looking at the soft, boneless beauty in his arms, and said, “Are you the elder whose virginity I defiled in that secret room?”

The woman in his arms had a charming face, her eyes sparkling with allure. She was on par with his ten maids, a stunning beauty. Her face was flushed, and she dared not look at him, only managing a soft “hmm.”

Li Feiyu ran his hand up her thighs to her plump buttocks, grinning wickedly, "You'll be very happy!" With that, his massive member, pressed between her buttocks, thrust forward, parting her labia and penetrating her again.

"Ah"—the feeling of fullness caused her vaginal canal to contract...

Li Feiyu buried his face between Li Xiyu's snowy peaks, his massive member thrusting in and out of her cold, damp vaginal canal. Hearing the rapid breathing outside, he smiled wickedly and said, "Come in, everyone outside!"

One by one, the girls walked in shyly—more than twenty girls including Yan Zhihua, Yan Shishi, and Zhixin...

Meiru stood by the window, seeing the commotion in the Pinchun Palace not far away, and sighed softly, "That shameless, lewd little devil!" Now, she too had fallen for him.

Little Zhuque sat on the edge of her bed, swinging her jade-like little feet, and said in a sweet voice, "I want to be brother's woman too!"

Meiru turned around, walked to Little Zhuque's side, looked at her exquisite little face, and smiled slightly, "You're still young. In two more years, brother will take you in."

Little Zhuque listened, sadly lowered her head, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

Meiru looked at Little Zhuque lovingly and said, "From now on, brother will protect you, okay?"

Little Zhuque's eyes flickered, and she nodded.

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