[Fantasy] The Amorous Emperor (Complete) - 28-30

Chapter 158 Mother's Invitation (Part 1)

After a night of wind and rain, it was already dusk the next day when they awoke. In the room, dozens of snow-white, exquisitely beautiful bodies slept together on the luxurious bed, a scene of disorder and debauchery. Li Feiyu, attended by his maids, had already risen. All night and morning, he had been relentlessly riding these women. His lower body was somewhat swollen after dozens of ejaculations, yet he was still full of energy, unlike the women who were weak and powerless after being conquered. Even Leng Youyou was unconscious and unable to get up.

In the back garden, a clear lake rippled. Standing by the lake was a stunningly beautiful girl in white gauze, her soft eyes filled with sadness and sorrow. She stared blankly at the water, lost in thought. Beside her, a small red snake and a small white fox frolicked and played, playfully fighting, incredibly lively and adorable.

Li Feiyu, fanning himself with a painted fan, strolled along the garden path. Seeing Xinyu standing by the lake, he smiled slightly and said, "Xinyu, what's wrong?"

Xinyu's heart skipped a beat. She slowly turned her head, looking at the handsome and alluring Li Feiyu, and shyly lowered her head, saying, "Brother Feiyu."

Li Feiyu walked up to her, looking at her exquisite face, and asked, "Xinyu, are you unhappy? What's on your mind? Let me tell you!" His voice was filled with tenderness, carrying the faint fragrance emanating from her. She wore a white gauze dress, her smooth blue hair cascading to her waist. Glistening water droplets clung to her long eyelashes. Her exquisite face was even more beautiful than the little princess's. Her breasts were already beginning to take shape, forming a graceful curve. The belt of her dress cinched her slender waist, which seemed almost boneless. Her plump buttocks were round and pert, and her two delicate legs were faintly visible through the white gauze dress.

Xin Yu raised her head, looking shyly at Li Feiyu, a hint of affection in her eyes, and said, "I'm fine." The powerful scent emanating from Li Feiyu made her body feel weak. Two days ago, she had accidentally witnessed his passionate embrace with other women; those intoxicating scenes had made her blush. His enormous, monstrous member had left a deep impression on this pure and innocent girl.

Her breath, fragrant and delicate, lingered on Li Feiyu's face. Watching her small, rosy lips open and close, Li Feiyu suddenly remembered how, on the family's secret island, he had inserted his enormous member into her mouth to save her. A surge of impulse rose within him. He raised his hand, placed his fingers on her lips, pried them open, and slipped them into her warm mouth.

Xin Yu's delicate body trembled. Looking at Li Feiyu, she suddenly mustered immense courage and threw herself into his arms, calling out in a tender, watery voice, "Brother Feiyu!"

Li Feiyu lifted her smooth, white chin, gazing intently into her watery eyes. His fiery gaze seemed to melt her. Breathing in the fragrant scent emanating from her breath, he lowered his head and kissed her cherry-like lips. Her lips were soft; as he kissed them, his tongue danced across them. Soon, he pried open her white teeth and hooked his tongue around her soft, fragrant lips, sucking and licking her warm, tender tongue. His large hands encircled her soft, boneless waist, moving downwards, exploring her round, upturned buttocks, grasping and caressing them, feeling the smoothness of her bottom. He kneaded Xin Yu until she breathed softly, her soft, boneless body slumped into his arms. Her lotus-root-like arms tightly embraced his neck, her nipples pressing against his chest through her clothes.

Behind the two, the little fox and the little red snake opened their eyes wide, watching their every move with curiosity. After watching, a hint of shyness and longing flashed in their eyes.

"Master, the Princess... the Princess wants to see you." While Li Feiyu and Xinyu were passionately kissing, one of his personal maids walked in and stood not far away, somewhat embarrassed to interrupt.

Li Feiyu had already noticed his personal maid's arrival, but he acted according to his own whims without any scruples. Hearing the maid's reminder, he released Xinyu's soft lips and said, "I'll go to the Prince's residence first. Wait for me to come back."

Xinyu felt her lips were still numb, nodded, and said, "Okay!" Standing by the lake, she watched Li Feiyu walk towards the path leading out of the garden.

The little maid, Xiaoyun, stuck out her cute tongue shyly and said, "Master, I've interrupted your good time again!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Yes! What do you suggest we do?"

The little maid lowered her head shyly and said, "Isn't it just whatever Master wants?"

Li Feiyu slapped her pert bottom and said, "You little vixen! Come with me!"

The little maid, Xiaoyun, nodded shyly and happily and said, "Thank you, Master!"

In the back garden bathroom of the Xiaoyao Prince's mansion, Biru was immersed in the pool. In front of her were two other stunningly beautiful women bathing together. The three of them were bathing together, chatting and laughing.

Since Biru had come to terms with some things, her heart had become more lively, and she no longer had the occasional melancholy of before. Her charm had also changed slightly. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her eyes sparkling with a captivating allure. Her breasts, having undergone a second growth spurt after consuming the Rejuvenating Pill, were now swelling, almost matching Leng Youyou's size. Her jade-like legs were long and shapely, and her plump buttocks were becoming increasingly full. Her originally pure and elegant demeanor was now tinged with a seductive allure due to her cultivation of the "Red-Faced Beauty Ages in a Flick of the Finger" demonic art. Bi Ru chuckled softly, saying, "My two sisters have such beautiful figures and skin. You must be getting on in years

." Opposite her were two stunning beauties known to the world as Jade Flower Fairy and Qin Fairy. Having overcome their initial awkwardness while undressing, they were now quite at ease.

(Chapter 159: Mother's

Invitation (Part 2 ))

Fairy Yuhua's face was as clear as autumn water, her skin as white as snow, her figure graceful and alluring. Her long hair was scattered in the water, the surface just covering her snowy peaks, with half of her tender red nipples exposed. She smiled slightly and said, "Where? Unlike you, Sister Biru, who got married and had children so early!"

Fairy Qin, Ziyan, was equally beautiful, her spirit as clear as autumn water and her bones as white as snow. While she was slightly less graceful in terms of physical charm, her gentle and tender temperament more than made up for it. She covered her chest, still a little shy, and said, "Senior Sister, are you really planning to teach your son the arts of music, chess

, calligraphy, and painting?" Biru thought of her son, and an unnatural blush flashed in her eyes. She said, "Yes, I have to discipline him. Look how many women he has now?" These past few nights, she had been having some lewd dreams, which made her feel both panicked and ashamed.

Yu Hua splashed water, washing her fair skin, a blush rising on her face. She laughed, "Sister, you still want me to teach him chess? He's so good, isn't he taking advantage of me?"

Bi Ru smiled sweetly and said, "Actually, it wouldn't be bad if you married my son!"

Yu Hua blushed and said, "Let's forget it! If I married him, I don't know where I'd be ranked!"

Zi Yan, listening from the side, said, "If I teach him the zither, will he learn?" She remembered the first time she saw him in the back garden; he was so arrogant!

Bi Ru sighed and said, "Since he wants to be an emperor, he needs spiritual cultivation! I think he should be willing!"

Carved orchids and painted beams, artificial hills and small lakes, a hundred flowers blooming—as soon as Li Feiyu entered the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, the scenery made him feel warm and fuzzy. His personal maid, Xiaoyun, followed behind, saying in a coquettish tone, "Master, I miss the Princess so much!"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Then you can stay with Mother from now on. I see that Mother treats you all very well, just like her own daughters."

Xiaoyun quickly grabbed his arm and said anxiously, "No way! Wherever Master is, I'll be there!"

Li Feiyu chuckled, pulled her delicate body into his arms, pecked her cherry lips, and said, "How could I bear to part with you little girls! From now on, wherever I am, you'll follow!" Xiaoyun

softly leaned into Li Feiyu's arms, looking at him with tender affection.

"Oh, how sweet and affectionate they are!" A soft, sweet voice rang out, and Zhao Yumei, dressed in a low-cut short dress, walked over. Standing by the flowerbed, she was more beautiful than the flowers themselves, her face as delicate as jade, like a ripe peach, making Li Feiyu secretly swallow.

Zhao Yumei looked at Li Feiyu and said, "Young Prince, the Princess is waiting for you in the back garden!"

Li Feiyu released Xiaoyun, smiled slightly, and said, "Then, please lead the way, beautiful Zhao!"

Zhao Yumei gave Li Feiyu a charmingly reproachful look and walked towards the back garden.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, and in a flash, he rushed to Zhao Yumei's side, pulling her into his arms. He inhaled her fragrance from her snow-white, jade-like neck and said, "You're so beautiful! Do you remember what you once told me?"

Zhao Yumei's heart trembled, and her face flushed. "What did I say?"

Li Feiyu's hot hands touched her snow-white, smooth skin, lifted her skirt, and reached inside, kneading and rubbing her plump buttocks through her thin underpants.

Zhao Yumei, panting softly, her eyes brimming with tears, said, "Don't touch me anymore!"

Li Feiyu grinned wickedly and said, "Would you like to be my woman?"

A hint of panic flashed in Zhao Yumei's eyes, but when she saw Li Feiyu's burning gaze, it was as if her heart was melted by this flame. She stretched out her lotus-root-like arms and wrapped them around his neck, her eyes full of allure as she said, "As long as you stay tonight, I'm yours!" Seeing that Li Feiyu's women were increasing day by day, she was getting impatient. Now that she was in her early thirties, she also wanted to experience the taste of being a woman.

Listening to her whispered words, Li Feiyu felt a surge of excitement, nodded, and laughed, saying, "I'll stay tonight, and tomorrow you won't be able to get out of bed!"

Zhao Yumei rolled her eyes at him, gave his strong waist a playful twist, and said, "You naughty boy, look how smug you are!"

In the back garden, Biru, having finished her bath, sat amidst the flowers dressed in a white silk veil. Before her sat a white jade five-stringed zither, her slender fingers plucking the strings, producing melodious sounds.

Behind her stood Fairy Yuhua and Fairy Qin Ziyan, dancing gracefully to the music. A little girl of eleven or twelve, Ziyan's cousin Ziwan, also moved like a little sprite to the flowing melodies. Perhaps their greatest skill wasn't dance, but they were both connoisseurs of the zither, knowing how to express the beauty and meaning of the music through the most appropriate dance.

As they danced, the garden petals fluttered and danced around them, emitting a faint glow.

Bi Ru bowed her head, her hair and robes fluttering. The music was dreamlike, its eerie melody bringing tears to the eyes. The mournful notes were like the lament of a widow. In this atmosphere of killing intent, spring flowers seemed to wither and willows swayed, petals fluttering and scattering into countless fragments, painting scenes of brilliant fireworks. It was the "Floating Fairy Melody" from a few years ago, but now it had undergone a qualitative change, infused with the power of fleeting youth. Catalyzed by the music, even the air itself seemed strangely distorted. Fairy Yu Hua and Fairy Qin danced dreamlike steps, but with the falling petals, they were clearly losing their rhythm, fine, fragrant beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads. Not to mention the little girl Zi Wan, but thanks to her special constitution, the "Exquisite Heart," her small steps could still keep up.

Li Feiyu stood at the garden gate, staring blankly at the scene, unable to turn around for a long time. His powerful Martial Ancestor soul force subtly sensed the joys and sorrows within the zither music. He took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in his heart, and with a "hehe," abruptly interrupted Bi Ru's zither playing. He closed his painted fan, clapped his hands, and exclaimed, "Mother, what a beautiful zither! What a beautiful zither!" (

Chapter 160: Mother's Indulgence )

Hearing the joys and sorrows in the music, he took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. With a "hehe," he abruptly interrupted Biru's playing, closed his painted fan, clapped his hands, and exclaimed, "Mother, beautiful music! Beautiful music!"

Biru's composure was easily shattered by his praise. The music stopped, and she looked at Li Feiyu, her beautiful eyes filled with affection. She said happily, "Yu'er, you've come!"

Li Feiyu looked at Biru, a hint of infatuation flashing in his eyes. This feeling was unique; it was a close spiritual connection, not merely a superficial one.

Biru wore a pure white gauze dress, a ribbon cinching her slender waist. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, her features exquisite, like a fairy. Her clear, watery eyes held a hint of doting affection as she looked at Li Feiyu, her beautiful face radiating joy and a touch of shyness.

Li Feiyu, gazing at the stunningly beautiful Biru, completely ignored the Jade Flower Fairy and the Qin Fairy beside her. His eyes burned with fervor as he looked at his mother and said, "Mother, may I play a piece for you?"

Biru, meeting his intense gaze, felt a tremor in her heart. She looked at Li Feiyu and nodded.

From the poignant yet powerful melody of his mother's zither, Li Feiyu sensed her turbulent emotions. He smiled slightly, walked to Biru's side, and sat down beside her. He and Biru sat close together, inhaling her faint fragrance. A sense of peace settled in his heart, and his fingers began to pluck the strings.

The music flowed gently, filling the entire back garden with quiet contemplation. The music was like a mountain spring, clear and melodious, carrying boundless vitality, washing away all sorrow. Biru, whose skill in playing the zither was already approaching the level of a grandmaster, went from admiration to astonishment.

Li Feiyu wasn't proficient in the zither before, but with his spiritual power comparable to the Martial Ancestor, he quickly learned to play and could even unleash strange sonic attacks through the music. He calmed himself, recalling his mother Biru's care for him in this life, and a warmth welled up in his heart. His zither music also contained this gentle care; under the influence of the music, the blooming flowers became even more vibrant, and some buds burst into bloom.

The zither music lingered, seemingly about to resonate for three days, lingering long afterward. Perhaps Li Feiyu hadn't expected his music to possess such a powerful infectiousness. When his music resonated with the natural order, it always generated a powerful energy, a power controlled by his spiritual strength.

The most shocked among them was the Zither Fairy, Zi Yan. While she was still teetering on the edge of mastering the zither, Li Feiyu, this young prince who had never practiced music, was actually more skilled than her. While she was astonished, she also developed a great curiosity about Li Feiyu.

"Yu'er, you're amazing!" Biru looked at Li Feiyu with doting eyes, stroking his golden hair and handsome face, and pulling him into her arms. Although Li Feiyu was only eleven or twelve years old, he looked seventeen or eighteen. Yet, in her heart, he was still a child, and holding him felt so natural.

Li Feiyu's breath caught in his throat as Biru's soft, boneless hands caressed his face and wrapped around his waist. His blood began to boil when he was held in her arms. Although he respected and loved his mother, it didn't stop him from lusting after her. Her exquisite face, pure yet alluring, with its rounded breasts and full hips, and the faint fragrance emanating from her body, caused his lower body to bulge a large tent in his pants.

Biru noticed Li Feiyu's unusual behavior, her face flushed, but she didn't let go of him, afraid that Yuhua and Ziyan would notice his strangeness, which would be incredibly embarrassing for both of them.

In front of all the women, Li Feiyu reached out and pulled Bi Ru's soft, boneless body into his arms. His massive member pressed against her lower abdomen through her clothes. He smiled faintly and said, "Mother, you smell so good!"

To Yu Hua and Zi Yan, the two were simply showing affection as mother and son, and their intimacy was perfectly acceptable. However, only Bi Ru understood Li Fei Yu's illicit reaction. The massive object pressing against her lower abdomen was so hot, sending a shiver down her spine. Especially when Li Fei Yu embraced her slender waist and pressed his fingers against her plump buttocks, her body trembled, and she almost cried out. She took a few quick breaths, suppressing her inner turmoil, and gently pushed away Li Fei Yu's embrace, saying, "Let me introduce you to my two good sisters. This is Fairy Yu Hua, and this is Fairy Qin." Saying this, she stood up and introduced Yu Hua and Zi Yan to Li Fei Yu. Although she stood up as an introduction, her main purpose was to avoid Li Fei Yu's predatory advances. Aside from the shivering sensation, she felt no aversion whatsoever. This feeling frightened her, fearing she would succumb to his advances.

Li Fei Yu didn't mind his mother's slight push; on the contrary, he felt a surge of joy and excitement. His actions had been quite excessive, yet his mother hadn't been angry. Looking at Yu Hua and Zi Yan, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes. The two women were just as beautiful as his mother, though their temperaments were quite different. Hearing his mother's introduction, they politely said, "Greetings, elder sisters!"

Yu Hua and Zi Yan noticed his clear gaze, unlike the fiery gaze of most men, and immediately felt a sense of goodwill towards Li Feiyu.

They didn't object to being called "elder sisters," but smiled slightly in response.

Bi Ru suppressed her inner turmoil and looked at Li Feiyu, saying, "From now on, these two will be your masters. You must be obedient." Her face flushed as she spoke.

Since hearing Li Feiyu's zither music, Zi Yan no longer dared to claim the role of his zither teacher. Her face flushed, and she said, "Sister, don't make fun of me! Your son's zither skills are far superior to mine."

Li

Feiyu

quickly shook his head, saying, "How could that be? Sister Zi Yan, I merely possess a mysterious power; my zither music simply has an infectious quality."

A blush crept onto Zi Yan's exquisitely beautiful face. She felt a little awkward hearing him address her as "Sister Zi Yan," as no man had ever addressed her so intimately before. She said shyly, "If you're willing, I still have some questions to ask you!" She could also see that while Li Feiyu's zither music was infectious, it wasn't the pinnacle of musical skill, conforming to the laws of nature. Rather, it possessed a strange power that only those knowledgeable in the zither could discern.

Li Feiyu smiled slightly. With such a beautiful teacher, he believed comprehending the Dao of the zither would be much easier. He possessed immense spiritual power, yet he couldn't fully develop it. Photographic memory and mental attacks were merely the most rudimentary forms of spiritual power application. Only by applying all the great principles to self-understanding and comprehending the fundamental truths of heaven and earth could he become an existence like heaven and earth themselves. He sought the path of the emperor, the path of the world, which encompassed everything, blending all schools into one. The way of the zither was one of these schools. While an emperor didn't need to be proficient in everything, he must understand how to control everything; such understanding was essential.

Bi Ru smiled faintly. Hearing Li Feiyu's zither music, she felt there was no need to teach him anymore. Practicing the zither was primarily for training his spiritual power, and now she realized his spiritual power was even beyond her own. Seeing that Li Feiyu actually wanted Junior Sister Zi Yan as his teacher, she knew his intentions but didn't stop him. As for her son, she felt there was no need to interfere; as long as it wasn't forced, she wouldn't object.

Fairy Yuhua blushed. She hadn't expected Biru's son to be so grown up; she had thought he was just a child. Looking at Ziyan, she said, "Sister Ziyan, are you really planning to teach him?"

Biru smiled and said, "Sister Yuhua, aren't you going to teach Nanxingdao? Besides swordsmanship, your chess skills are superb. Are you planning to keep them a secret?"

Fairy Yuhua blushed again, somewhat shyly, and said, "Sister, it's not as exaggerated as you say."

Li Feiyu almost stopped breathing when he saw Fairy Yuhua's shy appearance. Her beauty was comparable to her mother's, and this coquettish little girl was too beautiful. She wore a white veil, and her jet-black hair reached her waist. The belt perfectly accentuated her curves. Although her figure wasn't as sexy as her mother's, it was still shapely and graceful,

perfectly complementing her pure and innocent lotus-like temperament.

He looked at Fairy Yuhua with a fiery gaze and exclaimed, "Sister Yuhua, you are so beautiful!"

Yuhua blushed at his praise. If he had looked at her with that gaze and spoken to her in that tone from the beginning, she would have been disgusted. But now that she had developed feelings for him, his words not only didn't offend her, but also filled her with joy. She playfully scolded, "You flatterer! Your mother is much prettier than me."

Li Feiyu looked at Biru tenderly and said, "Mother is also very beautiful."

This gaze wasn't that of a son showing respect to his mother; it was entirely the look a man gives a woman. Seeing Biru's face flush and her avoid her son's gaze, he sighed, "You talk a good game, but why didn't you come to see me yesterday?"

Li Feiyu walked to Biru's side, reached out and pulled her into his arms, inhaling her fragrance, and said softly, "From now on, I'll come to see you every day!"

Biru gently struggled a few times in his arms but couldn't break free. His hands held her slender waist, tightening his embrace. Her fragrant breath brushed against his cheek, igniting a fire within him, making him want to meld her into his very bones. Feeling his burning gaze, she gave a coquettish pout and said, "Aren't you going to let me go?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, still holding her in his arms, and said, "Can't even let your son hold you?"

Bi Ru trembled at his words, thinking of her nightly dreams of making love with her son, a wave of tingling pleasure washing over her. She felt a pang of panic, leaning softly against his shoulder, her eyes glazed as she looked at Li Feiyu, saying, "You only know how to bully your own mother."

Li Feiyu held his mother in his arms, her snowy breasts resting against his chest, her eyes looking at him pitifully. Meeting her gaze, his breath caught in his throat, and his massive member instantly hardened, pressing against her crotch through her clothes. He felt the soft warmth between her legs, fueling his lust. Completely unconcealed, he pressed his erect penis against her, his thirty-centimeter-long member thicker and longer than usual, the head burning hot against her private parts through the thin veil, the tip protruding between her labia. He had no more inhibitions; he wanted to tell this mature beauty all his feelings. The essence of their mother had long bound them together; he refused to believe his mother felt nothing for him.

Pressed against by his enormous member, Bi Ru finally realized her son's burning desire for her. Struggling, the member thrust even deeper. Afraid that Yu Hua and Zi Yan would discover his wicked intentions, she dared not move, raising her head to look at Li Feiyu, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of anger and pleading.

Because Li Feiyu and Bi Ru were tightly embracing, Yu Hua and Zi Yan didn't notice anything amiss between them, only that they were too intimate. Only Ziyan's cousin, Ziwan, stood beside the two. This quiet and beautiful little girl possessed a keen eye and immediately noticed the strangeness between them, especially the large tent-like opening between Li Feiyu's legs, as if a large rod was protruding and inserted between Biru's legs. Although Ziwan was already eleven or twelve years old, Ziyan, in order to preserve the purity of Ziwan's innocent heart, kept her ignorant of the ways between men and women. Thinking of her own genitals, her face flushed, as if she had realized something.

Li Feiyu didn't want to bully his mother too much, so he didn't take any excessive actions. Seeing the delicate and beautiful eleven or twelve-year-old girl beside him, he smiled wickedly and asked, "What's your name?"

Upon hearing his question, Ziwan seemed to feel a strong masculine aura rushing towards her, and her face immediately turned red. She lowered her head and timidly said, "My name is Ziwan."

Seeing her younger sister's pitiful appearance, Ziyan went over and hugged her, saying coquettishly to Li Feiyu, "You're not allowed to bully my cousin."

A hint of grievance flashed in Li Feiyu's eyes as he said, "Sister Ziyan, you've wronged me! I was just asking for her name, how could I have bullied her?"

"Hmph!" Ziyan snorted, no longer blaming Li Feiyu; he truly hadn't bullied her younger sister.

Just as Ziyan reached the two of them, a mature and alluring woman hurried in. Her face was like the moon, her figure enchanting, her long hair flowing, and her fiery red gauze dress barely concealing her voluptuous figure—a voluptuous chest and plump hips—a blend of innocence and allure. Behind her followed a stunningly beautiful girl of about seventeen, her features exquisite, her face veiled by a silk gauze, wearing a white gauze dress, appearing pure and serene. The two women entered and immediately saw Biru and Li Feiyu embracing. The woman in front looked at Li Feiyu curiously and asked Biru, "Is this Feiyu, my little brother?" She had seen Li Feiyu's portrait outside, and after several years away, he had changed so much. She had been somewhat shocked by the portrait, but seeing him in person now, she was utterly astonished.

Behind Zhao Yu, the stunningly beautiful Zhao Xian'er saw Li Feiyu, her eyes reddening, almost bringing tears to her eyes. She said tenderly, "Brother Yu." For some reason, perhaps it was a promise made in her childhood that had taken root in her heart, making Li Feiyu her support. Seeing the charmingly handsome Li Feiyu, she finally knew he had grown up and was capable of being her support.

(Chapter 162: Torturing My Sister (Part 1))

Hearing the girl's earnest call, Li Feiyu was stunned. He searched his memory but couldn't recall who this girl was.

Seeing his reaction, Bi Ru quickly pushed him away, her blush fading, and introduced them, "This is your sister Yu'er in front, and this is your sister Xian'er behind." She then took Yu'er and Xian'er's hands, asking kindly, "Where did you two go to play?"

Li Feiyu, pushed away by Bi Ru, immediately calmed his erection under the control of his Harmony Technique. He smiled slightly and said, "You two are the sisters Mother mentioned? Truly, you are both celestial beauties."

Xian'er was pleased with his praise, but Zhao Yu didn't accept it. She had been watching Li Feiyu closely and had naturally noticed the change in his groin. Shocked, she found it hard to believe that her son would harbor such impure thoughts about his mother. She exclaimed in surprise, "Are you really Feiyu, little brother?" She stepped forward, grabbed Li Feiyu's collar, and ripped it open.

Li Feiyu was somewhat surprised when she suddenly stepped forward and tore open his collar. He didn't resist, coldly laughing, "Hey, sister, what are you doing?" He felt uncomfortable being so aggressively ripped open. In his past life, only those not-so-proper women had done this to him. Was she a not-so-proper woman? He smelled a virgin's scent on her, clearly not that of a slut, but he instinctively felt a sense of repulsion towards her.

Li Feiyu's bare, muscular shoulders were white, his muscles firm and exuding explosive power, with a tiny, light black mole between them. Looking at the black mole, Zhao Yu felt a sense of relief. Sensing a strong masculine aura emanating from him, she realized her actions had been too rough. Her face flushed, and noticing Li Feiyu's somewhat cold gaze, she hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, little brother, I... I just couldn't believe you'd changed so much. Seeing this mole confirms it now." She was known in the martial arts world as the "Violent Rose," partly because of her beauty and allure, and partly because of her penchant for upholding justice and her violent nature. Countless lewd and wicked men had had their testicles destroyed by her, their penises severed by her sword. She never considered the consequences of her actions, nor did she care about her status as a woman. If others saw her now, blushing and apologizing, they would surely be astonished.

Bi Ru's eyes held a hint of displeasure as she said to Zhao Yu, "You still have such strong江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) habits.

You don't even care about being reserved." At this moment, Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "It's alright. My sister has a very straightforward personality. I like her more than enough." He smelled the strong rose perfume on Zhao Yu's body. Women who like this kind of scent always have strong desires. Seeing her hot figure and skin, his evil thoughts were reignited. This was not out of pity for her, but out of a lustful desire to ravage her.

Zhao Yu was too sensitive to those lustful glances. She gave a soft snort, but then giggled, "Thank you, little brother. Come with me to my courtyard; I'll give you a gift."

Li Feiyu smiled sinisterly, then said wickedly, "Alright!"

Bi Ru sensed something was amiss but couldn't quite put her finger on it. She knew Zhao Yu had indeed prepared many gifts for her return, and she herself had received a whole bunch. Looking at Li Feiyu, she said, "Then go ahead. Remember to dine together tonight."

A flame flickered in Li Feiyu's cool eyes. He felt little affection for this sister; she barely existed in his memory. Only a faint remnant of Zhao Xian'er remained. A burning desire filled his heart, brimming with wicked thoughts. So, when she suggested going to her courtyard, he agreed without hesitation.

Zhao Yu sneered inwardly. She decided to teach her brother a lesson. She used to love the simple, naive boy he once was, but now he was different, especially after discovering his wicked thoughts. Her heart was filled with anger. She discovered that her younger brother possessed no real strength, seemingly unable to perform martial arts. She'd heard he'd been in a coma for four years; even if he had practiced, he wouldn't be very skilled. Dealing with him would be a piece of cake. Of course, she hadn't considered any severe punishment, just a little discipline and questioning to see if he truly harbored any incestuous feelings towards their mother. She looked at Fairy Yuhua and Ziyan, nodding amicably, then looked at Biru and said, "Mother, I'll be going now."

Biru nodded, looking at Zhao Xian'er, and said, "Xian'er, tell your mother about your experiences these past few years."

Zhao Xian'er looked at Li Feiyu, her eyes filled with longing, hoping to say a few words to him. But when he glanced at her, looked away, and walked past her, she lowered her head sadly. Didn't he remember her?

Bi Ru noticed Xian'er's unusual behavior, took her hand, and comforted her, "Xian'er, Yu'er has been in a coma for the past few years, so he might not remember you, but you will definitely be my daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhao Xian'er blushed, her eyes regaining their gentle light. Looking at Bi Ru, she said, "Thank you, Mother." Then, she put her arm around Bi Ru's slender waist and leaned against her.

Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er both lived in a separate courtyard in the back garden of the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion. The courtyard was beautiful, with two exquisite and elegant small buildings, exuding an antique charm, standing amidst a sea of flowers. Zhao Yu and Li Feiyu walked silently towards the courtyard, their bodies intertwined with the blossoms. Li Feiyu's heart burned even hotter. He felt there was no need to hide his desire anymore. He felt a lustful desire to conquer this woman, following closely behind her, his engorged member creating a large tent in his pants.

Chapter 163 Torture of My Sister (Part 2)

Amidst a sea of flowers, Zhao Yu, dressed in a vibrant red gauze dress, held a red sword in her hand. Her beautiful legs moved gracefully, her long hair flowing to her waist swaying, her plump buttocks swaying from side to side, exuding sexiness and fiery allure. Li Feiyu followed behind her, stepping through the flowers, secretly swallowing hard. This was a stunning beauty comparable to Leng Youyou. With her ample bosom and plump buttocks, she was graceful and beautiful, her skin, though not as snow-white as Leng Youyou's, bearing the marks of the martial world, possessed a certain fierceness that fueled his desire to conquer. He stared intently at her plump buttocks, wishing he could immediately lift her red dress to see what lay beneath. His large tent bulged high, attracting considerable attention with every step.

Zhao Yu felt the piercing gaze behind her, snorted coldly, and thought to herself, "This little rascal, he really has designs on me. I'll teach him a lesson!" She moved her feet and walked even faster.

Her small building was generally not to be disturbed; only her maids had cleaned it before. Now, various flower petals bloomed around the building, filling the air with fragrance. Because no one was there, it felt serene and secluded. Zhao Yu pushed open the door to her boudoir, which contained only a large bed and some weapons hanging on the walls. The room was simple and plain, lacking even the most basic decorations, reflecting her life in the martial world. Li Feiyu also stepped inside. Seeing the simple room, he felt somewhat uncomfortable, considering that for him, enjoyment was paramount, and his living conditions were extremely luxurious.

Sunlight streamed through the two carved wooden doors, casting a square shadow on the floor. Zhao Yu stood beneath the doorway, the sunlight illuminating her, making her exquisite face shimmer. At that moment, she resembled a bewitching flower, her red gauze dress, long black hair, and stunning features exuding an alluring charm. The sunlight

, however, only seemed to stimulate Li Feiyu. They had been quiet since waking up, until they entered the room. Zhao Yu giggled, leading Li Feiyu inside before closing the door with a creak. Inside, Zhao Yu laughed seductively, her gaze unabashed. Li Feiyu stared at her without restraint, his breathing heavy, his erection growing stronger.

"Hehe, Feiyu, you actually dared to come?" Zhao Yu giggled, looking at Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "Why wouldn't I come? Didn't you say you were going to give me a gift?" He waved his painted fan, brazenly staring at her swollen breasts and plump buttocks.

Zhao Yu smiled alluringly, walked to his side, and reached out her jade-like hand to grab the large tent under his pants. She grabbed his penis through the fabric and said, "You really want to fuck me? Unless you're not a man."

Li Feiyu, his breath coming in rapid gasps as her soft hand gripped him, said, "I wish I could fuck you to death!"

Having spent so many years in the martial world, this was the first time Zhao Yu had dared to grab such a massive thing. Somewhat surprised by its size, her face suddenly turned cold. She said, "You little pervert, believe me or not, I'll break it off! I'm asking you, do you have feelings for Mother?"

Li Feiyu looked at Zhao Yu, smiled coldly, and said, "That's none of your business, is it?"

A flame of anger ignited within Zhao Yu. Grabbing his penis, she squeezed hard and said, "If you dare to have feelings for Mother, I'll crush your testicles!"

Suddenly, Li Feiyu reached out and pulled Zhao Yu into his arms, tightly holding her slender waist. He coldly said, "My affairs are none of your business. We'll talk about that after you become my woman!" As he spoke, he kissed her lips. The fire within him was already burning. He was ready to force himself on this older sister, no longer caring about anything else. Zhao

Yu turned her head away, and in her panic, her hands tightened their grip, but it felt like she was holding an iron rod. Under her pressure, the massive member grew even thicker and longer. She gasped, "Let me go!" As a renowned "violent rose" in the martial arts world, she had never encountered such a situation before. She thought she could control the situation upon arriving here, but unexpectedly, she lost control before it even began. She could only say she underestimated Li Feiyu's boldness and ambition.

She took two rapid breaths, her true energy condensing in her hand, emitting a red light. The energy, carrying a cutting heat mark, slammed into Li Feiyu's back. This palm strike only used half her power; it wouldn't kill him, but it would be enough to knock him unconscious. With a "thud," her soft palm, imbued with true force, struck his back, but it didn't knock him out; he remained perfectly fine. This only fueled Li Feiyu's frenzy, causing him to tear at her clothes even more frantically.

Zhao Yu realized at this point that she had underestimated him; her palm strikes were completely ineffective against him. He held her tightly in his arms, pressing her against the bed curtains. The bed was filled with fragrance—the scent of the beauty in his arms. Holding her fragrant body, his massive member pressed firmly against her private parts.

Zhao Yu released her grip on his member, pushing against his chest with both hands. The sword in her hand clattered to the ground. Turning her head away, preventing him from kissing her, she twisted her delicate neck, panting angrily, "Let me go! Let me go now!" Seeing her struggle, Li Feiyu

's blood boiled even more. He hadn't expected rape to be so stimulating. He kissed her neck frantically, licking her smooth, white chin with his tongue, his hands moving up her plump buttocks, roughly kneading her cheeks. Using the strength to hold her buttocks steady, his massive member thrust heavily through her gauze skirt again, parting her labia and penetrating halfway in. Even though only the tip of his penis was inside, along with half of her vulva and two layers of clothing, she felt as if she were being torn apart, gasping, "No, let me go!" Li Feiyu

felt as if his lower body was about to explode. From the stimulation of Zhao Yumei to his mother Biru, he couldn't take it anymore. He released Zhao Yu and went to undo his belt. Taking advantage of the opportunity,

Zhao Yu pushed him away forcefully, preparing to run away. Li Feiyu rolled over and pinned her down again, pressing down on her from behind. His huge member pressed against her plump buttocks, the warm, soft sensation making him gasp. He also pulled down his pants, revealing a thick, 20-centimeter-long member, reddish-purple with veins, its glans dripping with saliva, pressing against her slit through her red gauze skirt.

Zhao Yu struggled fiercely, but even with all her strength, she couldn't push away the mountain pressing down on her. She cried out, "You bastard, let me go!" Her plump buttocks writhed wildly, as if she were afraid he would penetrate her.

Li Feiyu smiled coldly, lifted her red gauze skirt, and pulled down her pants from behind.

Chapter 164: Torturing My Sister (Part 2)

Li Feiyu pulled down her pants from behind, revealing her two plump buttocks. Her plump buttocks were snow-white, round and full, very symmetrical, with a deep cleft in the middle. Looking through it, her chrysanthemum was bright pink, and the curly hair below was thick and dense. Her two labia were thick and bulging, and the fleshy bud in the middle was very tender.

Zhao Yu only felt a chill on her buttocks and knew that her underwear had been taken off. She panicked completely and said, "Let me go!" Li Feiyu

gazed at the beautiful sight of her plump buttocks, his breathing rapid, his eyes bloodshot. He skipped any foreplay, wanting only to possess her and prevent any unforeseen complications. He rubbed his massive member against her labia, feeling its warmth. The thick, baby-arm-like tip forced its way through the tight opening, pushing in the tip.

Zhao Yu felt a tearing pain below, shaking her head desperately, her plump buttocks twisting violently, trying to escape his penetration. Her eyes widened in panic as she cried out, "No, little brother, please let me go!" At that moment, she suddenly realized that in his presence she was like a lamb. The aura of the "violent rose" was gone; her internal energy was strangely suppressed, unable to be used. Without martial arts skills, she had no power to resist.

With her plump buttocks pressing against his collarbone, his massive member rubbing against her as she twisted, Li Feiyu took a deep breath, let out a muffled shout, and said, "Sister, let me fuck you to death!" "With that, with a soft thud, the massive object, as thick as a baby's arm and over twenty centimeters long, forced its way into her flesh, plunging all the way in.

"Ah!" Zhao Yu felt as if her mother was being torn apart. A loud "smack" brought her struggling and pleading words to an abrupt halt. Her face contorted, her mouth slightly open but unable to speak, her eyes rolling back in her head, tears of pain and sorrow streaming down her face. Her hands gripped the sheets, trembling slightly, her whole body shaking.

Li Feiyu felt his massive object being enveloped by the folds of flesh, which felt very comfortable, but the dryness of the inner walls caused him some pain. He felt no resistance when he entered, as if he had picked up a used shoe. He said fiercely, "Tell me! Where's your first time?!" After saying that, he began to thrust forcefully, completely disregarding her feelings, each thrust going all the way in, making a loud smack, making her see stars inside, her eyes rolling back.

The intense pain made her grip the sheets, her body trembling as she endured his assault, pleading, "No, please...it hurts so much..."

"Tell me! What about your first time?" Li Feiyu ripped off her gauze skirt, revealing her smooth, snow-white back. He tore open her bodice from behind, reached his hands to her chest, and ravaged her breasts. His buttocks throbbed wildly. Her hymen, which was not yet completely broken, was ripped clean, and more and more blood was drawn, acting as lubricant in her vagina.

Zhao Yu shook her head in agony, saying, "No, please... I tore it myself..." She felt a numb pain in her lower body and dared not move. She was a woman with a strong libido, and during her acts of chivalry, she had witnessed too much sexual intercourse between men and women. Finally, she couldn't resist and tore her own hymen. She hadn't expected it to be so painful. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, her breasts and buttocks swaying...

Li Feiyu felt like he was raping a corpse. Even with such a beauty in his arms, he felt no remorse. Turning Zhao Yu around, he noticed her face was soaked with tears. He sighed, realizing he had indeed gone too far. He withdrew his member from her vulva, looked at Zhao Yu, and lovingly wiped away her tears, saying, "Sister, does it still hurt? From now on, you..." "Be my woman! I will cherish you for the rest of my life!"

Although Zhao Yu didn't move, she had already experienced it. Looking at Li Feiyu's handsome face and his gentle eyes, her inner emotions suddenly erupted violently. The rosy blush on her beautiful face turned into anger, and she said, "You bastard!" As she spoke, she grabbed his erect penis, aimed it at her flesh, stood up, and sat down...

At this moment, there was no longer any rift between them, and they were perfectly united. Zhao Yu accepted the fact that she was possessed by him. She sat on Li Feiyu's body, moving up and down, wildly twisting her plump buttocks, swinging her snow-white breasts, and her hair flying...

Zhao Yu finally tasted the pleasure of being a woman. Li Feiyu held her plump buttocks, holding her and thrusting, while opening the door and walking outside.

"Ahhh...you bad guy...little brother...what are you doing..." She breathed rapidly, moaning, her slender legs wrapped around his waist, welcoming him.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "I want to fuck you in the flower bushes!" He then made her get off him, kneel among the flowers, and penetrated her from behind…

"Ahhh… little brother… fuck me to death… ahhh…" In the flower bushes, Zhao Yu was fucked to the point of ecstasy, in broad daylight, like a wanton harlot.

Petals fluttered, covering the naked bodies of the two. The setting sun was still on the horizon, the world a crimson red. Under the golden light of the sunset, the moans from the flower bushes echoed continuously.

Li Feiyu held Zhao Yu's large buttocks, his huge member thrusting in and out of her anus, breaking it open. With a powerful thrust, thick white semen shot into his rear, and as he withdrew, the semen dripped from her anus, down her reddened buttocks, and onto the flower bushes.

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Li Feiyu pulled down her pants from behind, revealing her two plump buttocks. Her plump buttocks were snow-white, round and full, very symmetrical, with a deep cleft in the middle. Looking through it, her anus was bright pink, and the curly hair below was thick and dense. Her two labia were thick and swollen, and the clitoris in the middle was very tender.

Zhao Yu only felt a chill on her buttocks, knowing that her underwear had been taken off. She panicked completely and said, "Let me go!"

Li Feiyu looked at the beautiful scenery in her plump buttocks, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were bloodshot. There was no foreplay. He only wanted to possess her to avoid any complications. He rubbed his huge penis against her two labia back and forth, feeling the warmth on it. The head of his penis, as thick as a baby's arm, forced open the tight slit and squeezed in the tip.

Zhao Yu felt a tearing pain below, shaking her head desperately, her plump buttocks twisting violently, trying to escape his penetration. Her eyes widened in panic as she cried out, "No, little brother, please let me go!" At that moment, she suddenly realized that in his presence she was like a lamb. The aura of the "violent rose" was gone; her internal energy was strangely suppressed, unable to be used. Without her martial arts skills, she had no power to resist.

With her plump buttocks pressing against his collarbone, his massive member rubbed against her as she twisted. Li Feiyu took a deep breath, let out a muffled shout, and said, "Sister, let me fuck you to death!" With that, with a soft "plop," his member, as thick as a baby's arm and over twenty centimeters long, forced its way through her flesh and thrust in all the way to the hilt.

"Ah!" Zhao Yu felt as if she were being torn apart. A loud "snap" cut her struggling and pleading words abruptly. Her face contorted, her mouth slightly open but unable to speak, her eyes rolling back in her head, tears of pain and sorrow streaming

down her face. Her hands gripped the sheets, trembling slightly, her whole body shaking. Li Feiyu felt his massive member being enveloped by the folds of skin, which felt incredibly comfortable, though the dryness of the inner walls caused him some pain. He felt no resistance when he entered, as if he had picked up a used shoe. He said fiercely, "Tell me! Where's your first time!" With that, he began to thrust forcefully, completely disregarding her feelings, each thrust going all the way in, making loud slapping sounds, making her see stars inside, her eyes rolling back in her head.

The intense pain made her clutch the sheets, her body trembling as she endured his assault, pleading, "No, please...it hurts so much..."

"Tell me! What about your first time?" Li Feiyu roughly ripped off her gauze skirt, revealing her smooth, snow-white back. He tore open her bodice from behind, reaching his hands to her chest, ravaging her breasts. His buttocks throbbed wildly, and her still-intact hymen was completely ripped away, with more and more blood flowing, acting as lubricant inside her vagina.

Zhao Yu shook her head in agony, saying, "No, please... I tore it myself..." She felt a numb pain in her lower body and dared not move. She was a woman with a strong libido, and during her acts of chivalry, she had witnessed too much sexual intercourse between men and women. Finally, she couldn't resist and tore her own hymen. She hadn't expected it to be so painful. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, her breasts and buttocks swaying...

Li Feiyu felt like he was raping a corpse. Even with such a beauty in his arms, he felt no remorse. Turning Zhao Yu around, he noticed her face was soaked with tears. He sighed, realizing he had indeed gone too far. He withdrew his member from her vulva, looked at Zhao Yu, and lovingly wiped away her tears, saying, "Sister, does it still hurt? From now on, you..." "Be my woman! I will cherish you for the rest of my life!"

Although Zhao Yu didn't move, she had already experienced it. Looking at Li Feiyu's handsome face and his gentle eyes, her inner emotions suddenly erupted violently. The rosy blush on her beautiful face turned into anger, and she said, "You bastard!" As she spoke, she grabbed his erect penis, aimed it at her flesh, stood up, and sat down...

At this moment, there was no longer any rift between them, and they were perfectly united. Zhao Yu accepted the fact that she was possessed by him. She sat on Li Feiyu's body, moving up and down, wildly twisting her plump buttocks, swinging her snow-white breasts, and her hair flying...

Zhao Yu finally tasted the pleasure of being a woman. Li Feiyu held her plump buttocks, holding her and thrusting, while opening the door and walking outside.

"Ahhh...you bad guy...little brother...what are you doing..." She breathed rapidly, moaning, her slender legs wrapped around his waist, welcoming him.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "I want to fuck you in the flower bushes!" He then made her get off him, kneel among the flowers, and penetrated her from behind…

"Ahhh… little brother… fuck me to death… ahhh…" In the flower bushes, Zhao Yu was fucked to the point of ecstasy, in broad daylight, like a wanton harlot.

Petals fluttered, covering the two naked bodies. The setting sun was still on the horizon, the world a crimson red, and under the golden light of the sunset, the moans from the flower bushes echoed continuously.

Li Feiyu held Zhao Yu's large buttocks, his huge penis thrusting in and out of her anus, breaking her anus in the process. With a powerful thrust, thick white semen shot into his rear passage. As he withdrew his penis, the semen dripped from her anus, down her reddened buttocks, and onto her vulva. 03-24
Chapter 165 Two Sisters Join the Fray (Part 1)

The storm had passed, Zhao Yu's face was flushed, her body was drenched in sweat, and her hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks. She lay weakly on Li Feiyu's body. Her two high, snowy breasts pressed against his strong chest, and her two beautiful white legs wrapped around his waist, burying his still-erect penis deep inside her passage. Li Feiyu's hands caressed her smooth, supple back. After ejaculating twice, he kissed her cheek with a satisfied smile and said gently, "Sister, were you comfortable? You must have been holding back for so long, right?" The two stopped among the flowers, their bodies hidden by the dense foliage. The flowers had been scattered by their movements, the blossoms and white petals blending together, a vibrant scene of spring bathed in the afterglow.

Zhao Yu murmured, pressing her face tightly against Li Feiyu's neck, "You're such a bastard, I am...it felt so good..."

Li Feiyu laughed, his hands moving down to embrace her plump buttocks, thrusting his massive member upwards, "Then let's do it again!"

"Ah!" Zhao Yu's flower-like passage contracted as Li Feiyu thrust into her again with great force, tightly gripping his fiery heat. She let out a soft moan, her jade-like hands wrapped around his neck, her small mouth slightly open, panting sweetly, "No, I can't take it!"

Li Feiyu's enormous member swelled even more, filling her flower-like passage completely. He kissed her neck passionately, saying, "I heard someone coming from the woods. Do you know who it might be?"

Zhao Yu held Li Feiyu's head, pressing it between her two snowy peaks, and looked up at the secluded path in the dense bamboo forest. Although there were no other people around, there was a hazy... Feeling a vague sense that someone was about to arrive, she quickly sat up, like a female knight sitting on his waist, panting and anxiously saying, "Get up quickly, is my sister coming?"

Li Feiyu pinched Zhao Yu's buttocks, sat up as well, and pulled her soft, delicate body into his arms, kissing her soft, white chin, and said, "Tell me, if your sister saw that I conquered her older sister in just one hour, what would she think?" As he spoke, he held her plump buttocks and thrust hard, his huge member going in and out of her tight flower passage, bringing out a lot of flower fluid.

"Ah ah ah... um um um..." Zhao Yu hugged Li Feiyu's neck, moaning, trying to hold back her lower body, anxiously saying, "You... get up quickly... ah ah... um um... don't let me... ah ah... be seen by my sister... um um um..." She bit her lip, not letting herself moan, her legs clamped around his waist, not letting him thrust wildly.

Seeing her strong opposition, Li Feiyu was a little surprised, so he stopped thrusting and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yu kissed his forehead and said, "You rascal, my sister has relied on you since she was little. If..." As she spoke, she became a little embarrassed, her rosy cheeks pressed tightly against his head, and her hands wrapped around his neck.

Li Feiyu bit into the tender red grapes on her snowy breasts, sucking on them as he asked, "How could she like me? I remember you were only a few years old when you left, right?"

Zhao Yu held his head tightly in her arms, pressing his mouth and nose against her breasts, breathing heavily, "Wasn't it a promise I made when we were little? Who knew she... If her sister saw us like this... she wouldn't know how heartbroken she would be!"

Li Feiyu's body stiffened, he stopped playing with her soft, fragrant body, smiled wickedly, and said, "Looks like I've decided to take you two sisters!"

Zhao Yu gave a coquettish cry, "Hurry up and carry me inside!"

Li Feiyu laughed, lifted her plump buttocks, thrust his massive member forward, and stood up, making her wrap herself around him. As he moved, his massive member began to thrust in and out, powerfully moving towards the room.

"Ah... mmm... be gentle..." Zhao Yu's eyes glazed over from Li Feiyu's thrusts, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, her breath coming in soft gasps.

Entering the room, Li Feiyu pressed her against the edge of the bed and began to thrust into her violently, like a pile driver. His penis was so fast that you could barely see it moving; only a blur of flesh remained. His scrotum slapped against her plump buttocks with a loud slapping sound. Zhao Yu groaned and moaned, almost breathless, her eyes rolling back in her head from the intense fucking.

After a few minutes of this, Li Feiyu sensed someone approaching from the bamboo path outside. With a muffled groan, he ejaculated his thick semen into her body. Her vulva was swollen and red from the penetration, her inner labia turned inside out. Her body recovered, and she collapsed to the ground, panting, her eyes closed, her face covered in sweat, her chest heaving violently.

When he withdrew his massive member, thick semen dripped from her pink vulva down her buttocks onto the sheets, her curly black pubic hair clinging wetly to her vulva.

The sun had already set, its afterglow casting a lingering glow. Not far from the small building, a dense bamboo grove stretched along a secluded path. A veiled girl, graceful and somewhat hesitant, walked along the path. A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo leaves, which brushed past her watery eyes and piled up on the ground. Stepping on the fallen leaves, the girl thought of the alluring figure she was about to see, took a deep breath, straightened her ample bosom, and walked to the door of the small building.

With a creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu emerged, embracing the already dressed Zhao Yu. Seeing the two intimately together, Zhao Xian'er was stunned, her mind blank, and she stood there dumbfounded.

Zhao Yu secretly rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, then looked at Zhao Xian'er and said, "Sister, what brings you here?"

A blush rose on Zhao Xian'er's veiled face. She stole a glance at Li Feiyu, who was dressed in a black brocade robe with gold thread, holding a painted fan. His charming and handsome face had a slight smile on it, exuding an indescribable elegance. Her heart fluttered even more. Turning back, she saw that although her sister Zhao Yu was being held by Li Feiyu, her steps were still a little unsteady. She asked with concern, "Sister, what happened? Mother is calling us to have dinner!"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and pulled her closer to him, saying, "Sister Yu, you accidentally twisted your ankle!"

Zhao Yu glared at Li Feiyu playfully but did not refute him. She turned to Zhao Xian'er and said, "Aren't you going to come and help your sister?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian'er said with concern, "Sister!" She quickly went over and wrapped her arms around Li Feiyu's waist. In the process of hugging her, she accidentally touched Li Feiyu's arm, her face flushed, and she quickly withdrew her hand. How could a martial king's foot be so easily sprained? However, her heart was completely focused on Li Feiyu, and she didn't notice, her heart pounding wildly.

Li Feiyu smiled slightly, placed Zhao Yu on Zhao Xian'er's lap, and said, "Sister Xian'er, why are you still wearing a veil?"

(Chapter 166: Two Sisters Join Forces (Part Two))

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian'er boldly raised her beautiful eyes, looking at Li Feiyu with tender affection, gazing into his eyes, and softly said, "Brother Yu, would you be willing to remove my veil?"

Li Feiyu was overjoyed. He wasn't one of those clueless fools; he naturally understood the meaning of those words. He didn't say anything, but answered with action, reaching out and slowly pinching the veil on her earlobe, gently removing it. He untied it slowly, his heart pounding with excitement. Beneath her bright, clear eyes was a stunningly beautiful face, a delicate, jade-like nose, and cherry-like lips exuding a sweet fragrance—all possessing a refined, lovely, quiet, and gentle temperament, like a neighbor's daughter. Like a little sister, she needed to be cherished.

Seeing the infatuation in his eyes, Zhao Xian'er let out a soft moan, her soft breasts heaving, her breath sweet as orchids. She closed her watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her exquisite face flushed crimson, full of anticipation.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, not disappointing Zhao Xian'er. He reached out and lifted her smooth chin, lowering his head to slowly approach her lips.

Feeling his increasingly powerful breath drawing closer, Zhao Xian'er's face grew redder and redder, her heart pounding, her rather large, heaving breasts heaving violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Zhao Yu, leaning against Zhao Xian'er, coughed deliberately and laughed, "You two really think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xian'er's face immediately turned red, her small, beautiful, and gentle face lowered, and she said shyly, "Sister, you're so bad!"

"Hahaha..." Li Feiyu laughed loudly, opened his arms, and hugged the two beautiful women in his arms, one on each side, looking on with undisguised pride, and said, "From now on, you two are both my women!"

Zhao Xian'er's face was red, but she leaned against him very obediently, looking at her sister Zhao Yu in shock, and said, "Sister, how come you also...?"

Zhao Yu reached out and pinched Li Feiyu's waist, and said coquettishly, "It's all because of this bad guy!" Thinking of his forceful advances on her, her face turned slightly red.

When the three arrived in the hall, Zhao Yumei had already prepared the banquet. Li Feiyu still held Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er in his arms, looking at the women in the hall who were dumbfounded and blushing. They never expected that the two women would become so intimate with Li Feiyu so quickly.

In the hazy night, in one of the small rooms in the building where the two women lived, beautiful lights were lit. Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er leaned against Li Feiyu, sitting together on the carved phoenix and brocade bed. Li Feiyu's hands were somewhat restless, groping over the two women's bodies, tracing their smooth backs and landing on their buttocks and cheeks, kneading them, smelling their fragrance. A high tent rose in his crotch.

Zhao Yu, panting, said coquettishly, "You were so naughty tonight! Holding someone like that in front of Mother, how am I supposed to face anyone after this?"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, you're already my woman. What does it matter if Mother knows?"

Zhao Yu retorted angrily, "But, it's only been a short time!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight? That's us!" With that, he pressed the mature and alluring Zhao Yu onto the bed, then turned to look at Zhao Xian'er, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, somewhat at a loss. He continued with a wicked grin, "Sister Xian'er, watch Sister Yu and I perform. It'll be your turn soon!"

Zhao Yu, panting, braced herself against Li Feiyu's chest, saying, "No more, my lower body is all red and swollen."

Li Feiyu kissed her earlobe, sucking on it to increase her sensitivity, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle!" He then slipped his hands under her skirt, groping her plump buttocks and cheeks, kneading and squeezing until he pulled down her green patterned underpants, revealing her lush, hairy pubic area.

Li Feiyu, still panting, kissed her neck, leaving his hickeys, and then untied her skirt, revealing a striking red bodice and a deep, swollen cleavage.

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Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian'er boldly raised her beautiful eyes, gazing tenderly at Li Feiyu. Looking into his eyes, she softly asked, "Little Yu, would you be willing to remove my veil?"

Li Feiyu's heart leaped with joy. He wasn't some clueless fool; he naturally understood the meaning of her words. He didn't say anything, but answered with action. He reached out, his fingers slowly pinching the veil on her earlobe, gently removing it. He untied it slowly, his heart pounding with excitement. Beneath her radiant eyes was a stunningly beautiful face, a delicate, jade-like nose, and cherry-like lips exuding a delicate, lovely, and gentle charm, like a girl next door who deserved to be cherished.

Seeing the infatuation in his eyes, Zhao Xian'er let out a soft moan, her soft breasts heaving, her breath sweet as orchids. She closed her watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her beautiful face flushed with anticipation.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, not disappointing Zhao Xian'er. He reached out and lifted her smooth chin, lowering his head to slowly approach her lips.

Feeling his increasingly powerful breath approaching, Zhao Xian'er's face flushed redder, her heart pounding, her rather large breasts heaving violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Zhao Yu, leaning against Zhao Xian'er, coughed deliberately, laughing, "You two really think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xian'er's face immediately turned bright red, her small, beautiful face lowered, and she said shyly, "Sister, you're so bad!"

"Hahaha..." Li Feiyu laughed loudly, opening his arms to embrace the two beautiful women, one on each side, exuding smugness, and said, "From now on, you two are both my women!"

Zhao Xian'er's face was flushed, but she leaned obediently against him, looking at her sister Zhao Yu in shock, "Sister, how come you also...?"

Zhao Yu pinched Li Feiyu's waist, playfully scolding, "It's all because of this bad guy!" Thinking of his forceful advances on her, her face flushed slightly.

When the three arrived in the hall, Zhao Yumei had already prepared the banquet. Li Feiyu still held Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er in his arms, looking at the women in the hall who were dumbfounded and blushing. They never expected that the two women would become so intimate with Li Feiyu so quickly.

In the hazy night, in one of the small rooms in the building where the two women lived, beautiful lights were lit. Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er leaned against Li Feiyu, sitting together on the carved phoenix and brocade bed. Li Feiyu's hands were somewhat restless, groping over the two women's bodies, tracing their smooth backs and landing on their buttocks and cheeks, kneading them, smelling their fragrance. A high tent rose in his crotch.

Zhao Yu, panting, said coquettishly, "You were so naughty tonight! Holding someone like that in front of Mother, how am I supposed to face anyone after this?"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, you're already my woman. What does it matter if Mother knows?"

Zhao Yu retorted angrily, "But, it's only been a short time!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight? That's us!" With that, he pressed the mature and alluring Zhao Yu onto the bed, then turned to look at Zhao Xian'er, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, somewhat at a loss. He continued with a wicked grin, "Sister Xian'er, watch Sister Yu and I perform. It'll be your turn soon!"

Zhao Yu, panting, braced herself against Li Feiyu's chest and said, "No more, my lower body is all red and swollen."

Li Feiyu kissed her earlobe, sucking on it to increase her sensitivity, and said, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle!" As he spoke, his hands slipped under her skirt, groping her plump buttocks and cheeks, kneading and squeezing until he pulled down her green patterned panties, revealing her lush, hairy pubic area.

Li Feiyu kissed her neck, leaving his hickeys, and then unbuttoned her skirt, revealing her striking red bodice and the deep cleavage around her breasts, which were still slightly swollen.

Chapter 167 Two Sisters Join Forces (Part 3)

Just like in the previous chapter

, upon hearing this, Zhao Xian'er boldly raised her beautiful eyes, looking at Li Feiyu with tender affection. Gazing into his eyes, she softly said, "Little Yu, would you be willing to remove my veil?"

Li Feiyu was overjoyed. He wasn't some clueless fool; he naturally understood the meaning of those words. He didn't say anything, but answered with action, reaching out and slowly pinching the veil on her earlobe, gently removing it. He untied it slowly, his heart pounding with excitement. Beneath her bright, clear eyes was a stunningly beautiful face, a delicate, jade-like nose, and cherry-like lips exuding a sweet fragrance—all possessing an exquisite, adorable, quiet, and gentle temperament, like a girl next door who deserved to be cherished.

Seeing the infatuation in his eyes, Zhao Xian'er let out a soft moan, her soft breasts heaving, her breath sweet as orchids. She closed her watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her beautiful face flushed crimson, full of anticipation.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, not disappointing Zhao Xian'er. He reached out and lifted her smooth chin, lowering his head to slowly approach her lips.

Feeling his increasingly powerful breath drawing closer, Zhao Xian'er's face grew redder and redder, her heart pounding, her rather large breasts heaving violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Zhao Yu, leaning against Zhao Xian'er, coughed deliberately and laughed, "You two really think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xian'er's face immediately turned red, her small, beautiful, and gentle face lowered, and she said shyly, "Sister, you're so bad!"

"Hahaha..." Li Feiyu laughed loudly, opened his arms, and hugged the two beautiful women in his arms, one on each side, looking on with undisguised pride, and said, "From now on, you two are both my women!"

Zhao Xian'er's face was red, but she leaned against him very obediently, looking at her sister Zhao Yu in shock, and said, "Sister, how come you also...?"

Zhao Yu reached out and pinched Li Feiyu's waist, and said coquettishly, "It's all because of this bad guy!" Thinking of his forceful advances on her, her face turned slightly red.

When the three arrived in the hall, Zhao Yumei had already prepared the banquet. Li Feiyu still held Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er in his arms, looking at the women in the hall who were dumbfounded and blushing. They never expected that the two women would become so intimate with Li Feiyu so quickly.

In the hazy night, in one of the small rooms in the building where the two women lived, beautiful lights were lit. Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er leaned against Li Feiyu, sitting together on the carved phoenix and brocade bed. Li Feiyu's hands were somewhat restless, groping over the two women's bodies, tracing their smooth backs and landing on their buttocks and cheeks, kneading them, smelling their fragrance. A high tent rose in his crotch.

Zhao Yu, panting, said coquettishly, "You were so naughty tonight! Holding someone like that in front of Mother, how am I supposed to face anyone after this?"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, you're already my woman. What does it matter if Mother knows?"

Zhao Yu retorted angrily, "But, it's only been a short time!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight? That's us!" With that, he pressed the mature and alluring Zhao Yu onto the bed, then turned to look at Zhao Xian'er, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, somewhat at a loss. He continued with a wicked grin, "Sister Xian'er, watch Sister Yu and I perform. It'll be your turn soon!"

Zhao Yu, panting, braced herself against Li Feiyu's chest, saying, "No more, my lower body is all red and swollen."

Li Feiyu kissed her earlobe, sucking on it to increase her sensitivity, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle!" He then slipped his hands under her skirt, groping her plump buttocks and cheeks, kneading and squeezing until he pulled down her green patterned underpants, revealing her lush, hairy pubic area.

Li Feiyu, still panting, kissed her neck, leaving his hickeys, and then untied her skirt, revealing a striking red bodice and a deep, swollen cleavage.

(Collection) ______________________Warning: Too much, I dare not write more.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian'er boldly raised her beautiful eyes, gazing tenderly at Li Feiyu. Looking into his eyes, she softly asked, "Little Yu, would you be willing to remove my veil?"

Li Feiyu's heart leaped with joy. He wasn't some clueless fool; he naturally understood the meaning of her words. He didn't say anything, but answered with action. He reached out, his fingers slowly pinching the veil on her earlobe, gently removing it. He untied it slowly, his heart pounding with excitement. Beneath her radiant eyes was a stunningly beautiful face, a delicate, jade-like nose, and cherry-like lips exuding a delicate, lovely, and gentle charm, like a girl next door who deserved to be cherished.

Seeing the infatuation in his eyes, Zhao Xian'er let out a soft moan, her soft breasts heaving, her breath sweet as orchids. She closed her watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her beautiful face flushed with anticipation.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, not disappointing Zhao Xian'er. He reached out and lifted her smooth chin, lowering his head to slowly approach her lips.

Feeling his increasingly powerful breath approaching, Zhao Xian'er's face flushed redder, her heart pounding, her rather large breasts heaving violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Zhao Yu, leaning against Zhao Xian'er, coughed deliberately, laughing, "You two really think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xian'er's face immediately turned bright red, her small, beautiful face lowered, and she said shyly, "Sister, you're so bad!"

"Hahaha..." Li Feiyu laughed loudly, opening his arms to embrace the two beautiful women, one on each side, exuding smugness, and said, "From now on, you two are both my women!"

Zhao Xian'er's face was flushed, but she leaned obediently against him, looking at her sister Zhao Yu in shock, "Sister, how come you also...?"

Zhao Yu pinched Li Feiyu's waist, playfully scolding, "It's all because of this bad guy!" Thinking of his forceful advances on her, her face flushed slightly.

When the three arrived in the hall, Zhao Yumei had already prepared the banquet. Li Feiyu still held Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er in his arms, looking at the women in the hall who were dumbfounded and blushing. They never expected that the two women would become so intimate with Li Feiyu so quickly.

In the hazy night, in one of the small rooms in the building where the two women lived, beautiful lights were lit. Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er leaned against Li Feiyu, sitting together on the carved phoenix and brocade bed. Li Feiyu's hands were somewhat restless, groping over the two women's bodies, tracing their smooth backs and landing on their buttocks and cheeks, kneading them, smelling their fragrance. A high tent rose in his crotch.

Zhao Yu, panting, said coquettishly, "You were so naughty tonight! Holding someone like that in front of Mother, how am I supposed to face anyone after this?"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, you're already my woman. What does it matter if Mother knows?"

Zhao Yu retorted angrily, "But, it's only been a short time!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight? That's us!" With that, he pressed the mature and alluring Zhao Yu onto the bed, then turned to look at Zhao Xian'er, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, somewhat at a loss. He continued with a wicked grin, "Sister Xian'er, watch Sister Yu and I perform. It'll be your turn soon!"

Zhao Yu, panting, braced herself against Li Feiyu's chest and said, "No more, my lower body is all red and swollen."

Li Feiyu kissed her earlobe, sucking on it to increase her sensitivity, and said, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle!" As he spoke, his hands slipped under her skirt, groping her plump buttocks and cheeks, kneading and squeezing until he pulled down her green patterned panties, revealing her lush, hairy pubic area.

Li Feiyu kissed her neck, leaving his hickeys, and then unbuttoned her skirt, revealing her striking red bodice and the deep cleavage around her breasts, which were still slightly swollen.

Chapter 168 Zhao Yumei

The blue moonlight was faint and ethereal, like a soft and transparent veil carrying a slight coolness. A graceful figure slowly appeared in the dark bamboo forest path. The moonlight shone on her, making her look like a beautiful fairy who came on the wave of light.

A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo leaves. Zhao Yumei walked cautiously along the path, feeling as if a pair of eyes were watching her. She quickly looked into the bamboo grove, only to realize she was just being paranoid. She wore a sheer, transparent dress, through which her snow-white skin was clearly visible. She had worn this daring and sexy nightgown to meet Li Feiyu. Thinking of what she would do with him, a blush rose on her delicate face, and her alluring eyes shimmered with desire. This ripe, mature virgin, Xuefeng, revealed a deep cleavage through the thin gauze. She wasn't even wearing a bodice; her tender red nipples were pushed up into two high peaks by her nightgown. Beneath the slit in her nightgown, two jade-like legs stretched out, bare feet stepping on fallen leaves, toes as delicate and round as lotus seeds. The slit in her trousers extended to her buttocks, her plump buttocks taut against the thin gauze, perfectly highlighting the curves of her body. Her round, plump buttocks were covered by a thin black gauze strip, which was already damp in the middle, with thick, curly black hair sticking out from both sides, glistening with nectar. To fully display her beauty, she wore this daring thong. She was like a ripe, juicy peach, waiting to be picked. Over the years, countless noblemen and sons of high-ranking officials had proposed to the royal court, all of which she had rejected. Now, however, she herself had delivered herself to Li Feiyu's room.

Zhao Yumei finally breathed a sigh of relief as she walked out of the bamboo grove. Li Feiyu's magnificent and luxurious mansion came into view. After glancing back to make sure no one was around, she used her light-footed skill to dart across the railing like a startled swan and land in front of Li Feiyu's door. The mansion was quiet, but she could still hear the steady breathing inside. Taking a deep breath, she cursed inwardly, "That little sleepyhead!" She couldn't wait any longer. With a creak, she pushed open the door and quickly slipped inside.

"Who's there?" Xiao Yun, the maid who was sleeping on the bed, heard someone push open the door and enter. She hurriedly sat up, her face flushed. She had been having a sweet dream on Li Feiyu's bed, engaging in intimate activities with him, when suddenly someone barged in. Her heart pounded with nervousness.

Zhao Yumei froze at the doorway, the air in the room seemed to solidify. She recovered her senses and looked at Xiaoyun, who was completely naked on the bed, asking, "Where is the young prince?"

Xiaoyun clutched the blanket to her chest, concealing her fair skin, and chuckled at Zhao Yumei, who was dressed in a thin veil. "Aunt Zhao," she said, "it seems Master was right! He told me to wait for you here and come back another time."

Hearing that he wasn't there, Zhao Yumei's lingering desires turned to rage, her face flushed red. "Where did he go?" she demanded.

Seeing Zhao Yumei's reaction, Xiaoyun quickly explained, "Master was summoned by the two young ladies and told me to wait for you here!" She didn't want this usually kind steward to misunderstand their master; only their master could bring her happiness.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yumei pouted her sexy lips angrily, saying, "I'll wait for him at the crossroads and see if he comes back. If he doesn't, I'll keep waiting!" With that, she walked barefoot to the path in the bamboo grove and sat down on the cold, white stone at the edge of the grove.

The maidservant quickly dressed and chased after her, saying, "Aunt Zhao, why don't you go back to your room and get some sleep?"

Zhao Yumei's beautiful face remained cold as she replied, "Go to sleep! I'll wait for him here!" Like a little girl, she sat on the stone without moving, her voice filled with a coquettish complaint, truly prepared to wait indefinitely. At this point, she was somewhat reckless; even if the princess discovered her, she had no worries. Seeing Zhao Yumei

's stubborn expression, the maidservant covered her mouth and secretly smiled. She was somewhat looking forward to seeing how her mistress would handle the situation upon her return.

Li Feiyu, of course, was unaware of what had transpired in his courtyard. After a passionate and entangled encounter with Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, and he fell asleep on Zhao Yu's delicate body.

Meanwhile, in the elegant and beautiful room, Bi Ru lay naked on the bed, her eyes filled with longing and anticipation. Her snow-white breasts trembled, tender and plump, her slender waist barely large enough to be grasped, her two round, full buttocks, and the sparse, curly hair between her jade-like legs—her flower path was already wet, awaiting the arrival of a distinguished guest.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Li Feiyu, who was slowly approaching. She gasped, "Yu'er, you've come!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. He knew it was a dream, but the dream felt so real. His twenty-odd centimeters-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear surged with electricity once more. He walked step by step to his mother's side, saying, "Mother, I know this is a dream, but I'd rather never wake up!" He kissed her sweet, soft lips, his tongue slipping inside, prying open her teeth, and entwining with her delicate tongue. His left hand caressed her breasts, kneading them, while his other hand grasped and squeezed her plump buttocks. He inserted his legs between hers, letting her beautiful legs wrap around his waist, and skillfully pressed his massive member against her vulva, the glans forcing its way in through her labia.

"Ah!" Biru clung tightly to his neck, her body trembling. Her hymen ruptured again, the pain and pleasure bringing tears to her eyes.

Li Feiyu paused for a moment, then began to thrust violently…

(Collection) – Because it was a dream, I won't write too much; I'll describe it in detail when it actually happens.

Seeing Zhao Yumei's reaction, Xiaoyun hurriedly explained, "Master was summoned by the two young ladies and told me to wait for you here!" She didn't want this usually kind housekeeper to misunderstand their master; only their master could give her happiness.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yumei pouted her sexy lips angrily, saying, "I'll wait for him at the crossroads and see if he comes back! If he doesn't, I'll keep waiting!" Saying this, she walked barefoot to the path in the bamboo forest, her plump, round buttocks sitting on the cold, white stones at the edge of the forest.

The maidservant hurriedly dressed and chased after her to the door, saying, "Aunt Zhao, why don't you stay in your room and get some sleep?"

Zhao Yumei, her beautiful face cold, replied, "Go to sleep! I'll wait for him here!" Like a little girl, she sat motionless on the stone, her voice tinged with a pout and complaint, truly prepared to wait. At this point, she was somewhat reckless; even if the princess discovered her, she had no qualms.

Seeing Zhao Yumei's stubborn expression, the maidservant covered her mouth and secretly smiled. She was somewhat looking forward to her mistress's return, wondering how he would handle the situation.

Li Feiyu, of course, was unaware of what had happened in his courtyard. After a passionate and entangled encounter with Zhao Yu and Zhao Xian'er, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, and he lay down on Zhao Yu's delicate body, falling asleep.

Still in the elegant and beautiful room, Bi Ru lay naked on the bed, her eyes filled with longing and anticipation. Her snow-white breasts trembled, tender and plump, her slender waist barely large enough to be grasped in one hand, her two plump buttocks round and full. Between her two jade-like legs, the curly hair was sparse, and her flower path was already wet, awaiting the arrival of a distinguished guest.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Li Feiyu who was slowly walking towards her, panting rapidly, "Yu'er, you've come!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. He knew this was a dream, but the dream felt so real. His twenty-centimeter-long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear was once again emitting electricity as he walked step by step to his mother's side, saying, "Mother, I know this is a dream, but I would rather never wake up!" As he spoke, he kissed her sweet and tender little mouth, his tongue slipping inside, prying open her teeth, and intertwining with her delicate tongue. His left hand caressed her soft breasts, kneading them, while his other hand grasped and squeezed her plump buttocks. He inserted his legs between hers, letting her beautiful legs wrap around his waist, and skillfully pressed his massive member against her vulva, the glans parting her labia and thrusting in forcefully.

"Ah!" Biru tightly embraced his neck, her body trembling, her hymen breaking again. This painful yet blissful feeling brought tears to her eyes.

Li Feiyu paused for a moment, then began to thrust violently.

Chapter 169 Reverse Push

After a night of passionate lovemaking, Li Feiyu awoke from his dream to Zhao Yu's complaints. Even in his dream, he had been so passionate with her that he had nearly driven her to her death. Feeling

somewhat apologetic, Li Feiyu embraced both women, and after a moment of tender intimacy, he got up. The two women, however, seemed exhausted and drifted back to sleep.

The late autumn sun dispelled the haze, hanging on the treetops with a different kind of alluring spring charm. Facing the sunlight, Li Feiyu glanced at the sky. It was already morning after a night of passion with the two women; his lower body was still slightly aroused, yet he felt completely refreshed. He looked back at the large bed, where the two women nestled against each other, smiled slightly, closed the door, and, dressed in a black robe with gold thread, gently fanned himself with a painted fan as he walked towards his courtyard.

The bamboo grove path was secluded and the air was damp and chilly. Li Feiyu was unaffected by the normal weather, dressed somewhat lightly, and appeared relaxed. However, when he saw Zhao Yumei sleeping soundly on a stone at the crossroads, wearing only a thin veil, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly walked over, bent down, and embraced her from behind. She was only a Xiantian martial artist, not immune to heat or cold; her delicate body was slightly cool. He pulled her close.

"Mmm!" Zhao Yumei murmured, waking from her sleep, her face flushed. Finding herself in someone's arms, smelling the familiar, masculine scent, she quickly turned to look at Li Feiyu, immediately saying coquettishly, "So you know how to come back?"

Li Feiyu held this mature and beautiful woman tightly in his arms, lovingly saying, "Have you been waiting for me?" Zhao Yumei,

slightly annoyed by his words, wrapped her arms around his neck and tackled him to the ground, her body pressed against him, saying, "You didn't come back all night! I don't care, you have to pay for last night's ..." "Finish what you haven't done!"

Li Feiyu lay on the ground, pressed down by her soft, fragrant body. His breath quickened as he could see her snow-white breasts through her low-cut neckline. "Are you crazy? It's almost noon, and you're still here?"

Zhao Yumei, panting, looked at Li Feiyu's handsome face with a slightly dazed expression. "I am crazy! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? I don't want to wait a moment longer!" With that, she reached out and grabbed his erection, unbuckled his belt, and lowered her head to kiss Li Feiyu's lips.

Li Feiyu hadn't expected Zhao Yumei to be so proactive; he was almost sexually frustrated, yet deeply stimulated. His manhood stood erect, hard as steel. He kissed her passionately, sucking on her tongue as she reached out. His hands slipped inside her panties, pressing against her plump buttocks. The soft warmth on his hands made him want to grab and knead them. His fingers pressed against her thong, finding it already soaked. He pulled his hands away, finding them covered in glistening vaginal fluid.

After a passionate kiss, Zhao Yumei unbuckled his belt and pulled his underpants down to his knees. His enormous member stood erect, its twenty-odd-mile-long shaft bulging with menacing veins, stained with blood and a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, emitting a strong, pungent, and erotic odor.

Li Feiyu stretched his hand out in front of Zhao Yumei and said, "Are you pent up?"

Zhao Yumei rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, her delicate hand grasping half of his glans, and said, "It's all because of this! I was having a dream and you woke me up!"

"You really are something!" Hearing her say that, Li Feiyu leaped up, pinned her down, and passionately kissed her neck, saying, "I've wanted to do you for a long time! You're so beautiful!"

"Giggle..." Zhao Yumei giggled and said, "More beautiful than that vixen Leng Youyou?"

Li Feiyu untied her thin veil, revealing her two firm, snowy breasts. He reached for them, his tongue licking the pink nipples, and said, "You two are evenly matched, even in terms of 'slutness'!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Yumei flipped over and straddled him again, saying, "I can't compare to that vixen, but I can still serve you comfortably!" With that, she smiled seductively, stood up, and nonchalantly removed her thin veil, looking down at Li Feiyu. Her hands seductively caressed her breasts, her plump buttocks, clad in a thong, swaying, and her small, fragrant tongue licking her lips.

Li Feiyu's breath caught in his throat as he watched her actions. At this moment, he truly believed she was a vixen no less alluring than Leng Youyou. Her round, firm breasts changed shape under her jade-like hands, her delicate face flushed, her beautiful eyes glazed, and she let out intoxicating moans. Between her swaying, slightly damp black thong, thick pubic hair curled out from the sides of the silk fabric. Seeing this, Li Feiyu felt his blood boiling, his enormous member swelling even more, growing from over twenty centimeters to over thirty centimeters, the glans hissing and emitting electric currents.

Zhao Yumei smiled alluringly, swaying her waist, slowly squatting down, letting his enormous member press against her thong, rubbing against it…

(Collection) ——————————————

After a night of passionate lovemaking, Li Feiyu woke up from his dream, only to be greeted by Zhao Yu's complaints. Even in his dream, he had been frantically making love to her, almost driving her to the brink of death. After a

night of passionate lovemaking, Li Feiyu woke up from his dream, only to be greeted by Zhao Yu's complaints. Even in his dream, he had been frantically making love to her, almost driving her to the brink of death.

Li Feiyu apologetically embraced the two women, and after a moment of tender affection, he got up, while the two women, somewhat exhausted, continued to sleep.

The late autumn sun dispelled the haze, hanging on the treetops with a touch of alluring spring. Facing the sunlight, Li Feiyu glanced at the sky. After a night of passion with the two women, it was already morning. His lower body was still a little swollen, but he felt completely refreshed. He looked back at the large bed, where the two women nestled together, their skin white. He smiled slightly, closed the door, and, dressed in a black robe with gold thread, gently waved a painted fan as he walked towards his courtyard.

The bamboo path was secluded and the air was damp and chilly. Li Feiyu was unaffected by the weather, so he wore only light clothing and looked relaxed. However, when he saw Zhao Yumei sleeping on a stone at the crossroads, dressed in a thin veil, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly stepped forward, bent down, and embraced her from behind. She was only a Xiantian martial artist and couldn't remain unaffected by the weather; her delicate body was a little cold. He pulled her into his arms.

"Mmm!" Zhao Yumei groaned, waking from her sleep, her face flushed. Finding herself held in someone's arms, smelling the familiar, masculine scent, she quickly turned to look at Li Feiyu, immediately feigning annoyance, "So you finally decided to come back?"

Li Feiyu held this mature woman tightly in his arms, lovingly asking, "Were you waiting for me?"

Zhao Yumei, slightly annoyed by his words, wrapped her arms around his neck and tackled him to the ground, her body pressed against his, saying, "You didn't come back all night! I don't care, you have to pay for what you didn't do last night!" "Finish what you've done!"

Li Feiyu lay on the ground, pressed down by her soft, fragrant body. His breath quickened as he saw her snow-white breasts through her low-cut neckline. "Are you crazy? It's almost noon, and you're still here?"

Zhao Yumei, panting, looked at Li Feiyu's handsome face with a slightly dazed expression. "I am crazy! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? I don't want to wait a moment longer!" With that, she reached out and grabbed his erection, unbuckled his belt, and lowered her head to kiss Li Feiyu's lips.

Li Feiyu hadn't expected Zhao Yumei to be so proactive; he was almost sexually frustrated, yet deeply stimulated. His manhood stood erect, hard as steel. He kissed her passionately, sucking on her tongue as she reached out. His hands slipped inside her panties, pressing against her plump buttocks. The soft warmth on his hands made him want to grab and knead them. His fingers pressed against her thong, finding it already soaked. He pulled his hands away, finding them covered in glistening vaginal fluid.

After a passionate kiss, Zhao Yumei unbuckled his belt and pulled his underpants down to his knees. His enormous member stood erect, its twenty-odd-mile-long shaft bulging with menacing veins, stained with blood and a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, emitting a strong, pungent, and erotic odor.

Li Feiyu stretched his hand out in front of Zhao Yumei and said, "Are you pent up?"

Zhao Yumei rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, her delicate hand grasping half of his glans, and said, "It's all because of this! I was having a dream and you woke me up!"

"You really are something!" Hearing her say that, Li Feiyu leaped up, pinned her down, and passionately kissed her neck, saying, "I've wanted to do you for a long time! You're so beautiful!"

"Giggle..." Zhao Yumei giggled and said, "More beautiful than that vixen Leng Youyou?"

Li Feiyu untied her thin veil, revealing her two firm, snowy breasts. He reached for them, his tongue licking the pink nipples, and said, "You two are evenly matched, even in terms of 'slutness'!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Yumei flipped over and straddled him again, saying, "I can't compare to that vixen, but I can still serve you comfortably!" After saying that, she smiled charmingly, stood up from him, and took off her thin veil as if no one else was there. She looked at Li Feiyu with seductive hands, caressing her snow-white breasts, twisting her plump buttocks clad in a thong, and sticking out her tongue to lick her lips.

"Mmm!" Zhao Yumei groaned, waking from her sleep, her face flushed. Finding herself held in someone's arms, smelling the familiar, masculine scent, she quickly turned to look at Li Feiyu, immediately feigning anger, "So you know how to come back?"

Li Feiyu held this mature woman tightly in his arms, lovingly asking, "Were you waiting for me?"

Zhao Yumei, slightly annoyed by his words, wrapped her arms around his neck and tackled him to the ground, her body pressed against him, saying, "You didn't come back all night! I don't care, you have to finish what you didn't do last night!"

Li Feiyu's breath caught in his throat as he watched her movements with fervor. At this moment, he truly believed she was a seductive vixen, no less alluring than Leng Youyou. Her round, snowy breasts changed shape under her jade-like hands, her charming face flushed, her beautiful eyes glazed, her little tongue darting out intoxicating moans, her slightly damp black thong revealing thick pubic hair curling out from the silk fabric between her swaying, plump buttocks. Seeing this, Li Feiyu felt his blood burning, and his enormous member swelled even more, growing from over twenty centimeters to over thirty centimeters, the glans hissing and emitting electric currents.

Zhao Yumei smiled charmingly, twisting her waist, and slowly squatted down, letting his enormous member press against her thong, rubbing against it.

Chapter 170 Mother's Spying (Part 1)

"Yu'er, don't leave your mother!" Biyu gasped, startled awake from her sleep, sitting up on the bed, her charming face still bearing traces of tears. Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed crimson, her delicate body soaked in fragrant sweat. Her soft, boneless hands gripped the brocade quilt tightly, still trembling slightly from the passion she had just awakened from. Her torn bodice revealed two snow-white breasts, their white flesh bearing the purplish-red scratches she herself had left. The nipples, red with desire, were stiff and erect. Below her flat stomach, her underpants had unconsciously slipped down to her ankles, revealing sparse, curly, dark hair between her two beautiful, white legs, glistening with moisture and clinging to her red lips. Dewdrops glistened from the crevice of her vulva, making the scene exceptionally erotic and lascivious.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" A maid outside the door, hearing Biru's call, hurriedly called out with concern.

Biru breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushing with embarrassment at the thought of having such a dream again. She wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "It's nothing!" With that, she fastened her red embroidered butterfly bodice, lifted her jade-like white legs from under the brocade quilt, grabbed her feet, and wrapped them in her green underpants, soaked with dew. She then lifted them to her plump, round buttocks and slender waist, holding onto the edge of the bed, standing barefoot on the floor. After putting on her underpants and bodice, seeing the wetness everywhere and the disheveled bedding, her face flushed even more with shame.

The maid outside, hearing the princess's reply, asked, "Your Highness, do you wish to get up?"

Biru suppressed her inner turmoil and said, "Come in!"

Seeing the princess's charming and beautiful appearance, a hint of infatuation flashed in the maid's eyes. She said, "Your Highness, let me dress you!" Smelling the strange scent on the bed, her expression was odd; she had been smelling this scent every morning for the past few days.

Bi Ru snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "No need, you can go now!"

"Yes." The little maid retreated cautiously, somewhat disappointed. Even the little maid was captivated by Bi Ru's beauty; with Bi Ru's transformation, her charm was now unparalleled.

With a creak, the door closed, and the room fell silent, leaving only Bi Ru's suppressed breathing. Sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains onto the headboard, draping her over her. Her snow-white skin shimmered with a crystalline glow, her hair slightly disheveled, glistening as it brushed against her smooth, white shoulders. Looking at the elegant and beautiful room, she suddenly clutched her chest, plopped down on the edge of the bed, and tears of pain and sorrow welled in her watery eyes. She murmured to herself, "Yu'er..." In her dream, every inch of this place bore the traces of her passionate encounter with her son—on the table, on the floor, by the window, on the walls—scenes flashed through her mind.

"Mother, you're squeezing me so tight, it feels so good!" Li Feiyu held Biru's slender waist, making her lie face down on the table, thrusting into her plump buttocks from behind with a "slap, slap" sound.

Biru's jade hands braced against the edge of the table, making it creak and groan. Her eyes were glazed, her face pale and serene, moaning, "Ahhh...so deep...son...you're killing your mother..."...

Coming back to her senses from her reverie, although it all happened in a dream, everything felt so real. His powerful thrusts, his tight embrace, all seemed to be happening right before her eyes. Biru had never felt so lonely, and her lower body was wet again. When all happiness suddenly vanished, the feeling was truly painful. Biru's watery eyes were filled with a sense of bewilderment. She took a deep breath to calm herself. This was an impossible, illicit love. She loved her son, and it could only be the kind of doting maternal love, but she was in so much pain. This pain left her feeling lost, like a cursed woman. This love came without reason, yet it felt so natural. She didn't even have time to change her underpants, which were soaked with flower nectar, before quickly putting on her thin outer dress. Now, all she wanted was to see her son; she couldn't afford to waste a single moment.

With a creak, Biru, her face flushed, walked towards Li Feiyu's courtyard. Her gait was graceful, her plump hips swaying, her steps both cautious and urgent.

"Your Highness, would you like breakfast?" the maid waiting outside the door asked.

Biru's dazed mind trembled at the sudden question. "It's alright! Go ahead, don't worry about me!" she said, seemingly afraid of revealing her inner turmoil, her steps hesitant.

The maid, though finding it strange, dared not ask further. She respectfully greeted her and went into the room to tidy Biru's slightly disheveled bed.

Biru breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her soft, sensual lips, and the urge to see her son made her take another step.

Sunlight shone on the morning ground, dispelling the chill and dampness. The morning dew had dried, ushering in the new day. Moans, slapping sounds, and creaking noises intertwined in the jungle, fueling an increasingly intense heat. The burning passion seemed to melt even the earth. Li Feiyu's maid, Xiaoyun, hid in the courtyard, watching the springtime scene unfold between Li Feiyu and Zhao Yumei on the jungle path. Her eyes were slightly dazed, yet she was also shocked by Zhao Yumei's boldness.

After a round of passion, Li Feiyu once again pressed the stunning Zhao Yumei beneath him, burying his head in her jade-like breasts, nibbling at her soft nipples. His purplish-red member churned wildly in her flower cave, driving Zhao Yumei to a blissful ecstasy. Her jade-like hands wrapped around his neck, pressing him tightly against her erect, snowy peaks. (03-24
Chapter 179 Mother, Famous Instrument (Part 1))

The bamboo leaves rustled gently. Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his robe, and, embracing Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiled slightly, saying, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like I'm torn apart down there!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your arousal is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was incredibly happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's alluring charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was no less impressive.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu smiled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, and he felt as if the whole world was shrouded in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs in his ears.

Li Feiyu, holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the secluded path in the bamboo forest. The color in his deep pupils gradually blurred, his heart pounded violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face was slightly pale, his mind blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to hold his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She reflexively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind was blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone! Quickly, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, her body trembling. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. The pink space, barely big enough for four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum petals danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool sensation. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffing them. In his intoxication, his body trembled. Within the fragrance, there was a hint of Bi Ru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating sounds he had heard earlier echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body hardened, reaching the ultimate state of his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object, as thick as a baby's arm, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) dragon head hissed, spewing purple-gold electricity and emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space. His mother, Bi Ru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring mouth emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Bi Ru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her undergarments were pulled down to her knees, and sparse, curly black hair revealed glistening, fragrant nectar flowing from her vulva. Her plump buttocks sat on the smooth belly of Fairy Yu Hua, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Fairy Yu Hua and Fairy Zi Yan, after being immersed in the love bath for a period of time, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was in a dream. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled, and he used action instead of words. He pounced on his mother and pinned her down, panting, "Mother, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Bi Ru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two of them already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Bi Ru was also used to this passionate dream. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed the potential to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru, knocking her off Yuhua, the two rolled and entangled. Biru took the initiative to wrap her arms around Li Feiyu's neck, extending her tender, red tongue to passionately kiss his lips, licking his dry lips and then slipping it into his mouth.

Li Feiyu's hot hands roamed over Biru's body. Unlike the emptiness in his dreams, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her soft, white breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks, kneading them forcefully. The warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current, his erection surging. Through his silk trousers, it pressed against Biru's lips, his tongue thirstily darting out, intertwining with hers, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snowy white buttocks with both hands, his dragon spear aimed at...

(Collection) ——————————————————

Bamboo leaves rustled, Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his gorgeous robe, and embraced Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiling slightly, and said, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your seductive charm is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was extremely happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was not inferior.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the whole world had been bathed in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs.

Li Feiyu, still holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the bamboo path, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face turned slightly pale, his mind blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, and her body trembled. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. This pink space, which could only accommodate four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum blossoms danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool feeling. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffed them, and in his intoxication, his body trembled. In this fragrant atmosphere, there was Biru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating voice he had heard before echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans and groans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body reached its ultimate state, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object was as thick as an infant's arm, and the ferocious dragon head hissed and spewed purple-gold electricity, emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space, where his mother, Biru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring little mouth constantly emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Biru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was in a dream. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled, and he used action instead of words. He pounced on his mother and pinned her down, panting, "Mother, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Bi Ru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two of them already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Bi Ru was also used to this passionate dream. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed the potential to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru, knocking her off Yuhua, the two rolled and entangled. Biru took the initiative to wrap her arms around Li Feiyu's neck, extending her tender, red tongue to passionately kiss his lips, licking his dry lips and then slipping it into his mouth.

Li Feiyu's hot hands roamed over Biru's body. Unlike the emptiness in his dreams, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her soft, white breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks, kneading them forcefully. The warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current, his erection surging. Through his silk trousers, it pressed against Biru's lips, his tongue thirstily darting out, intertwining with hers, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snow-white buttocks with both hands, his dragon spear aimed at

the bamboo leaves.

Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his robe, and then embraced Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiling slightly, and said, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hands on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your seductive charm is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was extremely happy. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was not inferior.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the whole world had been bathed in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs.

Li Feiyu, still holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the secluded path in the bamboo grove, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face turned slightly pale, and his mind went blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, and her body trembled. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. This pink space, which could only accommodate four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum blossoms danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool feeling. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffed them, and in his intoxication, his body trembled. In this fragrant atmosphere, there was Biru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating voice he had heard before echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans and groans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body reached its ultimate state, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object was as thick as an infant's arm, and the ferocious dragon head hissed and spewed purple-gold electricity, emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space, where his mother, Biru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring little mouth constantly emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Biru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was in a dream. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled, and he used action instead of words. He pounced on his mother and pinned her down, panting, "Mother, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Bi Ru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two of them already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Bi Ru was also used to this passionate dream. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed the potential to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru, knocking her off Yuhua, the two rolled and entangled. Biru took the initiative to wrap her arms around Li Feiyu's neck, extending her tender, red tongue to passionately kiss his lips, licking his dry lips and then slipping it into his mouth.

Li Feiyu's hot hands roamed over Biru's body. Unlike the emptiness in his dreams, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her soft, white breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks, kneading them forcefully. The warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current, his erection surging. Through his silk trousers, it pressed against Biru's lips, his tongue thirstily darting out, intertwining with hers, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snowy white buttocks with both hands, his dragon spear aimed at...

(Collection) ——————————————————

Bamboo leaves rustled, Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his gorgeous robe, and embraced Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiling slightly, and said, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your seductive charm is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was extremely happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was not inferior.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the whole world had been bathed in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs.

Li Feiyu, still holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the bamboo path, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face turned slightly pale, his mind blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, and her body trembled. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. This pink space, which could only accommodate four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum blossoms danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool feeling. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffed them, and in his intoxication, his body trembled. In this fragrant atmosphere, there was Biru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating voice he had heard before echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans and groans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body reached its ultimate state, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object was as thick as an infant's arm, and the ferocious dragon head hissed and spewed purple-gold electricity, emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space, where his mother, Biru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring little mouth constantly emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Biru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, a sliver of clarity remaining in her mind. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams, tears streaming down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son were watching her from the side. Her eyes were brimming with ecstasy. With a contraction of her vaginal canal, a gush of fluid erupted, followed by a burst of hot pink light that filled the magnificent room. When the light faded, Li Feiyu stared in shock at his beautiful mother sitting on Yu Hua's lap.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Biru trembled slightly. Lost in the throes of passion, she thought she was still dreaming. Her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu and said shyly, "Yu'er, what brings you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled with desire. He acted instead of words, pouncing on his mother and pinning her beneath him. He gasped, "Mother, I can't take it anymore! I don't

want to hold back anymore!" If Biru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two already shared an inexplicable and ambiguous relationship. Biru had grown accustomed to this passionate, sensual dream. This sinful dream caused her both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed a tendency to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly threw Biru off Yu Hua and onto the ground, the two rolled and intertwined. Biru took the initiative, wrapping her arms around Li Feiyu's neck and passionately kissing his lips with her small, red tongue, licking his dry lips and then entering his mouth.

Li Feiyu's fiery hands roamed over Bi Ru's body. Unlike the emptiness he felt in his dream, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her snow-white, soft breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks. He squeezed and kneaded them forcefully, and the warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current. His dragon spear, veins bulging, pressed against Bi Ru's lips through her silk trousers. His tongue hungrily extended, intertwining with Bi Ru's, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snow-white buttocks with both hands, his dragon spear aimed at

the... (Chapter 81: Eyes of Love)

The sky turned to dusk, another day was about to end, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the glass, shimmering with colorful light. Through the glass gauze window, the beautiful and elegant room was still filled with a scene of enchanting spring.

Zhao Yumei stood outside the door, looking at the room, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, is she there? Your Highness, is she there?" Behind her stood a group of maids and servants, as well as the women of the Qitian Prince's Mansion who had rushed over upon hearing the news. From the time Li Feiyu disappeared to the time they found him here, the women all seemed somewhat worried. When they were about to force their way into the room, they were blocked by a strange force.

"You're all so noisy!" A cold, eerie voice rang out, ripples spreading through the air. A beautifully veiled woman appeared out of thin air before the door, her cold eyes sweeping over the crowd before she coldly said, "The Princess Consort is fine, she's at a crucial stage of her cultivation, and no one is allowed to disturb her!" "

Who are you?" Zhao Yumei asked, her eyes filled with doubt upon seeing the sudden appearance.

At this moment, Li Xiyu, standing behind Zhao Yumei, stiffened, her eyes filled with immense joy, and said, "Senior, it's you?" In the Prince's mansion, Li Xiyu had received guidance from her before, secretly guessing that this woman might be related to the Princess Consort, so she respected her immensely.

Seeing Li Xiyu, she nodded and said, "You may all leave."

Seeing the women looking at her with suspicion, Li Xiyu felt a little anxious and quickly asked, "Senior, are the young prince and the Princess Consort inside?"

A hint of awkwardness rose on her face as she nodded and said, "Yes, they are fine, please don't disturb them!" With that, her figure flashed and disappeared into thin air.

You Ji broke the barrier and appeared in the room. Seeing Li Feiyu and Bi Ru together, her expression shifted rapidly. Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent, and looked at Li Feiyu, raising her jade palm, which was brimming with true energy.

Li Feiyu was holding Bi Ru's legs, his massive member thrusting, and he groaned, "Is it good? Mother...is it good..."

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...can't take it anymore..." Bi Ru cried, her hands weakly supporting her on the ground, her eyes misty with pinkish fog, her pupils transforming into plum blossom petals.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, then suddenly turned and looked at the ghostly You Ji with that same wicked gaze. His eyes, filled with lust, also transformed into plum blossoms, but the petals were edged with an eerie bluish-green. A beam of red and green light shot from his eyes, directly into You Ji's eyes.

Almost as if reflexively, You Ji's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, gazing pitifully at Li Feiyu, murmuring, "Yu Lang!" With

his eyes wide open in a state of intense passion, Li Feiyu's true energy was nearly drained. He hadn't expected this ghostly woman, only a Martial Emperor, to possess such powerful spiritual cultivation. The backlash almost made him vomit blood. Only seeing the woman's reaction did he breathe a sigh of relief…

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The sky turned to dusk, another day was drawing to a close. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the glass, shimmering with multicolored light. Through the glass gauze window, the beautiful and elegant room was still bathed in a soft, spring-like glow.

Zhao Yumei stood outside the door, looking at the room, anxiously asking, "Your Highness, is she there? Your Highness, is she there?" Behind her stood a group of maids and servants, as well as the women of the Qi Tian Prince's mansion who had rushed there upon hearing the news. From Li Feiyu's disappearance to finding him here, the women were all somewhat worried. When they tried to force their way into the room, they were blocked by a strange force.

"You're all so noisy!" A cold, eerie voice rang out, ripples spreading through the air. A beautifully veiled woman appeared out of thin air before the door, her cold eyes sweeping over the crowd before she coldly said, "The Princess Consort is fine, she's at a crucial stage of her cultivation, and no one is allowed to disturb her!" "

Who are you?" Zhao Yumei asked, her eyes filled with doubt upon seeing the sudden appearance.

At this moment, Li Xiyu, standing behind Zhao Yumei, stiffened, her eyes filled with immense joy, and said, "Senior, it's you?" In the Prince's mansion, Li Xiyu had received guidance from her before and secretly guessed that this woman might be related to the Princess Consort, so she respected her immensely.

Seeing Li Xiyu, she nodded and said, "You may all leave."

Seeing the women looking at her with suspicion, Li Xiyu felt a little anxious and quickly asked, "Senior, are the young prince and the Princess Consort inside?"

A hint of awkwardness rose on her face as she nodded and said, "Yes, they are fine, please don't disturb them!" With that, her figure flashed and disappeared into thin air.

You Ji broke the barrier and appeared in the room. Seeing Li Feiyu and Bi Ru together, her expression shifted rapidly. Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent, and looked at Li Feiyu, raising her jade palm, which was brimming with true energy.

Li Feiyu was holding Bi Ru's legs, his massive member thrusting, and he groaned, "Is it good? Mother...is it good..."

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...can't take it anymore..." Bi Ru cried, her hands weakly supporting her on the ground, her eyes misty with pinkish fog, her pupils transforming into plum blossom petals.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, then suddenly turned and looked at the ghostly You Ji with that same wicked gaze. His eyes, filled with lust, also transformed into plum blossoms, but the petals were edged with an eerie bluish-green. A beam of red and green light shot from his eyes, directly into You Ji's eyes.

Almost as if reflexively, You Ji's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, gazing at Li Feiyu with pitiful eyes, murmuring, "Yu Lang!"

With his eyes opened by love, Li Feiyu's true energy was almost completely drained. He hadn't expected this ghostly woman, with only the cultivation of a Martial Emperor, to possess such intense spiritual power. The backlash almost made him vomit blood. Only after seeing the woman's reaction did he breathe a sigh of relief…

The sky turned to dusk, and another day was about to end. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the glass, shimmering with multicolored light. Through the glass gauze window, the beautiful and elegant room was still filled with a serene and enchanting atmosphere.

Zhao Yumei stood outside the door, looking anxiously at the room, and said, "Is the Princess Consort there? Is the Princess Consort there?" Behind her stood a group of maids and servants, as well as the women of the Qi Tian Prince's mansion who had rushed over upon hearing the news. From Li Feiyu's disappearance to finding this place, the women were all somewhat worried. When they were about to force their way into the room, they were blocked by a strange force.

"You're all so noisy!" At this moment, a cold and eerie voice rang out, and ripples spread through the space. A beautifully veiled woman flew out from the doorway, glanced at everyone with her cold eyes, and said coldly, "The Princess Consort is fine. She is at a crucial stage of cultivation, and no one is allowed to disturb her!"

"Who are you?" Zhao Yumei asked, her eyes filled with doubt upon seeing the sudden appearance.

At this moment, Li Xiyu, who was standing behind Zhao Yumei, stiffened, her eyes filled with joy, and said, "Senior, is it you?" In the Prince's mansion, Li Xiyu had received guidance from her before and secretly guessed that this woman might be related to the Princess Consort, so she respected her immensely.

Seeing Li Xiyu, he nodded and said, "You may all leave."

Li Xiyu, noticing the women's puzzled looks, felt a pang of anxiety and quickly asked, "Senior, are the young prince and princess inside?"

A hint of unease crossed her face as she nodded, "Yes, they are fine. Please don't disturb them!" With that, she vanished into thin air.

You Ji opened the barrier and appeared in the room. Seeing Li Feiyu and Bi Ru together, her expression shifted. Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes filled with chilling killing intent, and looked at Li Feiyu, raising her jade palm, imbued with true energy.

Li Feiyu was holding Bi Ru's legs, his massive member thrusting, groaning, "Is it good? Mother...is it good..."

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...can't take it anymore..." Bi Ru cried, her hands weakly supporting her on the ground, her eyes misty with pinkish liquid, her pupils transforming into plum blossom petals.

Li Feiyu gave a wicked smile, then suddenly turned around and looked at You Ji, who was like a ghost, with those wicked eyes. Plum blossoms also appeared in his eyes, which were full of passion and desire, but the petals were edged with a strange bluish-green color. A red and green light shot out from his eyes and directly into You Ji's eyes.

Almost as if reflexively, You Ji's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, gazing pitifully at Li Feiyu, murmuring, "Yu Lang!"

With his eyes activated by love, Li Feiyu's true energy was nearly depleted. He hadn't expected this ghostly woman, only a Martial Emperor, to possess such powerful spiritual cultivation. The backlash almost made him vomit blood. Only seeing the woman's reaction did he breathe a sigh of relief. (

Chapter 182: Mother, Yu Hua, Zi Yan.

Because most of it is H-scenes and there's not much plot, it's all copied. I'm too lazy to add more chapters; one chapter is enough. Too much H-scenes would be boring for you anyway, so I'll save where I can.)

Bamboo leaves rustled gently. Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his robe, and, embracing Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiled slightly, saying, "Let me take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed, shyly saying, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Really?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your allure is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was incredibly happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was no less impressive.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, and he felt as if the whole world was shrouded in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs in his ears. Li Feiyu

stood with Zhao Yumei in his arms by the bamboo grove path, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse, his face turned slightly pale, and his mind went blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hurriedly trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body emitted a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone! Quickly, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from flushed to pale, her body trembling. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. The pink space, barely big enough for four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum petals danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool sensation. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffing them. In his intoxication, his body trembled. Within the fragrance, there was a hint of Bi Ru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating sounds he had heard earlier echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body hardened, reaching the ultimate state of his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object, as thick as a baby's arm, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) dragon head hissed, spewing purple-gold electricity and emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space. His mother, Bi Ru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring mouth emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Bi Ru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her undergarments were pulled down to her knees, and sparse, curly black hair revealed glistening, fragrant nectar flowing from her vulva. Her plump buttocks sat on the smooth belly of Fairy Yu Hua, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Fairy Yu Hua and Fairy Zi Yan, after being immersed in the love bath for a period of time, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was dreaming. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled with desire. He used action instead of words, pouncing on his mother and pinning her down. He gasped, "Mother, I can't take it anymore. I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Biru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop it. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Biru had also become accustomed to this passionate, dreamlike state. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed a tendency to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru from Yuhua and threw her to the ground, the two rolled around and intertwined. Biru took the initiative to hug Li Feiyu's neck, extended her tender red tongue, and passionately kissed his mouth, licking his dry lips and entering his mouth.

Li Feiyu's fiery hands roamed over Bi Ru's body. Unlike the emptiness he felt in his dream, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her snow-white, soft breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks. He squeezed and kneaded them forcefully, and the warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current. His dragon spear, veins bulging, pressed against Bi Ru's lips through her silk trousers. His tongue hungrily extended, intertwining with Bi Ru's, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snowy white buttocks with both hands, his dragon spear aimed at...

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Bamboo leaves rustled, Li Feiyu sighed, flicked his gorgeous robe, and embraced Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiling slightly, and said, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your seductive charm is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was extremely happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was not inferior.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the whole world had been bathed in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs.

Li Feiyu, still holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the bamboo path, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face turned slightly pale, his mind blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, and her body trembled. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. This pink space, which could only accommodate four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum blossoms danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool feeling. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffed them, and in his intoxication, his body trembled. In this fragrant atmosphere, there was Biru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating voice he had heard before echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans and groans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body reached its ultimate state, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object was as thick as an infant's arm, and the ferocious dragon head hissed and spewed purple-gold electricity, emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space, where his mother, Biru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring little mouth constantly emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Biru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was in a dream. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled, and he used action instead of words. He pounced on his mother and pinned her down, panting, "Mother, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Bi Ru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two of them already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Bi Ru was also used to this passionate dream. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed the potential to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru, knocking her off Yuhua, the two rolled and entangled. Biru took the initiative to wrap her arms around Li Feiyu's neck, extending her tender, red tongue to passionately kiss his lips, licking his dry lips and then slipping it into his mouth.

Li Feiyu's hot hands roamed over Biru's body. Unlike the emptiness in his dreams, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her soft, white breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks, kneading them forcefully. The warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current, his erection surging. Through his silk trousers, it pressed against Biru's lips, his tongue thirstily darting out, intertwining with hers, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never wanted a woman so desperately before. He released her soft lips, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide and sucked her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands and quickly unbuckled his belt, arching his backside as he pulled his pants down to his knees.

Bi Ru gasped, holding Li Feiyu's head in her arms, burying it against her snowy peaks, her legs slightly parted, eagerly wanting him to enter her body.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snow-white buttocks, his dragon spear aimed...

The bamboo leaves rustled, and Li Feiyu sighed, flicking his robe. He then put his arm around Zhao Yumei's slender waist, smiled slightly, and said, "I'll take you back!"

Zhao Yumei blushed and said shyly, "Who told you to be so rough? It feels like my lower body is torn!"

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu placed his hand on her plump buttocks, gently kneading them, and said tenderly, "Baby, let me see! Who told you to be so seductive! Your allure is almost on par with that great witch Leng Youyou!"

"Who's like her?!" Hearing her lover compare her to that slut, her face flushed slightly, but she was incredibly happy inside. She had always envied Leng Youyou's seductive charm, but she never expected that in her lover's eyes, she was no less impressive.

"Hehe..." Li Feiyu chuckled slightly, helping Zhao Yumei walk towards his courtyard. After taking only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, as if the whole world had been bathed in a beautiful pink hue, and he seemed to hear intoxicating moans and murmurs.

Li Feiyu, still holding Zhao Yumei, stood by the bamboo path, the color in his deep pupils gradually blurring, his heart pounding violently, "thump thump thump"—each rhythmic beat seemed to echo another person's pulse. His face turned slightly pale, his mind blank.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Yumei realized something was wrong with Li Feiyu and quickly looked up, her jade-like hands hastily trying to wrap around his strong waist. But a strong electric current surged through Li Feiyu's body, jolting her away. She instinctively released her jade-like hands, screaming, "Ah!" In the electric current, Li Feiyu's entire body radiated a dazzling silver light, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.

"Husband!" Zhao Yumei's mind went blank, and she cried out in panic, "Someone, go and call the Princess!" Her beautiful face was filled with panic, turning from crimson to pale, and her body trembled. Her first thought was to find Biru.

Li Feiyu looked around blankly. This pink space, which could only accommodate four or five people, was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Dreamlike plum blossoms danced everywhere, weaving through his body and bringing him a cool feeling. He couldn't help but reach out to receive these petals formed of energy, sniffed them, and in his intoxication, his body trembled. In this fragrant atmosphere, there was Biru's scent. Just then, the intoxicating voice he had heard before echoed again in the space.

"Ahhh...ahhh...Yu'er...no..." In the hazy space, moans and groans intertwined. A burning desire rose in Li Feiyu's dantian, and his lower body reached its ultimate state, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. The nearly thirty-centimeter-long object was as thick as an infant's arm, and the ferocious dragon head hissed and spewed purple-gold electricity, emitting bluish-green gas. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked towards the end of the pink space, where his mother, Biru's, graceful figure was faintly visible, twisting beautifully, her alluring little mouth constantly emitting sounds that were both delicate and tearful.

Seeing this scene, Li Feiyu could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart. He took a step towards Biru, and with his step, space distorted, and his entire body was swallowed by a powerful suction force.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Bi Ru's silk gauze had been torn to shreds, her green bodice hanging loosely on her shoulders. Her snow-white breasts changed shape with her delicate hands as she kneaded them. Her underpants were pulled down to her knees, and fragrant nectar flowed from between the sparse, curly black hair. Her plump, round buttocks sat on Yu Hua Fairy's smooth belly, her cherry-like mouth emitting moans of ecstasy and the pain of unfulfilled desire. Under the infusion of energy from Bi Ru's plum blossom body, Yu Hua and Zi Yan, after a period of passionate bathing, fell into a deep sleep due to the intense power they received, as they were still virgins.

Biru's exquisite body, half-concealed, possessed an even more alluring charm. She hesitated to fully undress, her mind still retaining a sliver of clarity. Tormented by desire, she recalled scenes from her dreams. Two lines of tears streamed down her peach-blossom face as she moaned, "Ah... Yu'er... no..." It was as if her son was watching her from the side. Her watery eyes were filled with a sense of intoxication. With a contraction and undulation of her lower body, a stream of fluid gushed out, and a blazing pink light also shot out from her vagina, filling the entire magnificent room with a pink aura. After the light dissipated, Li Feiyu looked at his beautiful mother sitting on Yuhua's lap with some shock.

Under Li Feiyu's burning gaze, Bi Ru's delicate body trembled slightly. Lost in a passionate reverie, she thought she was in a dream. Her watery eyes looked at the suddenly appearing Li Feiyu, and she said shyly, "Yu'er, why are you here!"

Li Feiyu's throat was dry. Looking at his mother's stunning beauty and allure, his lower body swelled, and he used action instead of words. He pounced on his mother and pinned her down, panting, "Mother, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to hold back anymore!"

If Bi Ru knew this was reality, she would have desperately tried to stop him. But she thought it was still a dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two of them already had an inexplicable ambiguity. Bi Ru was also used to this passionate dream. This sinful dream made her feel both pain and intoxication. As a noble daughter of an ancient family, she inherently possessed the potential to disregard worldly ethics. When Li Feiyu suddenly pounced on Biru, knocking her off Yuhua, the two rolled and entangled. Biru took the initiative to wrap her arms around Li Feiyu's neck, extending her tender, red tongue to passionately kiss his lips, licking his dry lips and then slipping it into his mouth.

Li Feiyu's hot hands roamed over Biru's body. Unlike the emptiness in his dreams, this tangible touch made his heart tremble. His left hand, adorned with the Azure Dragon Ring, touched her soft, white breasts, while his right hand grasped her plump, elastic buttocks, kneading them forcefully. The warm, soft touch made his lower body throb with a growing current, his erection surging. Through his silk trousers, it pressed against Biru's lips, his tongue thirstily darting out, intertwining with hers, sucking and entwining, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Li Feiyu had never desired a woman so intensely before. He released her soft lips, leaving kiss marks on her fair neck. He opened his mouth wide, sucking her pink nipples and half of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with her flesh. His tongue swirled and licked her nipples and breasts, his head bobbing against her snowy peaks. He released his hands, quickly unbuckling his belt, his buttocks arching as he pulled his pants down to his knees. Biru

gasped, her hands holding Li Feiyu's head, burying him in her breasts, her legs slightly parted, eager for him to enter her.

Without much foreplay, Li Feiyu embraced Biru's snowy white buttocks, his dragon spear aimed...

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