[Fantasy] Chronicles of the Hehuan Palace (Complete) - 4-6

23 Torture (Warning: Proceed with Caution)

The emperor's injury shook the court and the public. Coupled with the various rumors circulating in the palace for months, many officials began to submit memorials impeaching him. Phrases like "Consort Ruo is a femme fatale" and "a beauty that brings disaster" were frequently mentioned, along with names like Meixi and Baosi.

Although Li Xi's injury wasn't fatal, his shoulder blade had been pierced, requiring at least a month of recuperation. However, faced with various memorials, some veiled and some direct, Emperor Xi acted decisively, writing: "Why should you concern yourselves with the affairs of my inner palace? Besides, what does the assassination attempt on the Dragon Boat Festival have to do with Consort Ruo? You, the pillars of the empire, do not concern yourselves with the people's livelihood and the affairs of the nation, do not impeach corrupt and incompetent officials, are you not fulfilling your duties? Anyone who submits further memorials will only be adding fuel to the fire in the palace, a minor punishment of reduced salary!"

Thus, the turmoil in the court quickly subsided.

Unable to neglect state affairs, Emperor Xi simply moved government affairs from the Yangxin Hall to his own palace, Zhengyang Palace, for convenience. Due to his injured right arm, Emperor Xi secretly summoned Consort Ruo to the palace daily to serve him and write for him.

Each day, after washing and dressing, Qiao Yunfei was led through a secret passage directly to the Zhengyang Palace's sleeping quarters. It turned out that the Hehuan Palace was originally named "Dongyang Palace," a side palace to the east of the Zhengyang Palace, only a short distance away. The old royal secret passages had long been completed, and this one was the smallest and shortest, which benefited Emperor Xi!

However, for Qiao Yunfei, this favor and honor was not a pleasant thing.

After the assassination attempt, Emperor Xi remained silent for three days, still grieving, before finally summoning him. Seeing that the slap marks from that day had faded, he still harbored resentment: "You still haven't submitted?"

Consort Ruo knelt hastily, saying, "Your Majesty, I dare not."

"That day..." Emperor Xi pondered for a long time, his thick brows furrowed, whether from annoyance and hatred, or from doubt and sorrow. Perhaps it was the pain and lack of sleep over the three days that made him appear exceptionally haggard. His eyes, bloodshot, were fixed on the blurry windowpane, seemingly oblivious to Consort Ruo kneeling nearby.

"That day… you could have avoided it… did you want to die? Did you think that if you were stabbed to death, I wouldn't hold you accountable? If you die, I will never spare your parents, your relatives, or your entire family!"

Consort Ruo raised her head to defend herself, her face blank and bewildered: "I haven't practiced martial arts for many days, and I was in a daze that day, unable to avoid it. It was absolutely unintentional!" She raised her eyes, brimming with tears, seemingly filled with fear and worry, yet also seemingly empty, simply gazing silently at the man on the bed, like a wounded lion: "…I deserve to die for causing Your Majesty's injury! But in these past few months, since… since that day… I have truly submitted…" She couldn't finish her sentence, biting her lip until it turned even paler, a single streak of blood standing out starkly.

"Hmph!" Emperor Xi seemed unwilling, but ultimately did not pursue the matter; only his blood-red eyes furrowed along with his thick brows, complex and contradictory, as he stared for a long time at the person kneeling not far away, silent.

The room was deathly still, but Consort Ruo gradually mustered her courage, slowly and hesitantly moving from her kneeling position to the bed before raising her head. For the first time, a hint of humanity appeared in her bright eyes.

The two gazed at each other for a long time. Emperor Xi stared blankly into her starry, watery eyes, as if seeing a distant, empty galaxy. However, his thoughts at this moment seemed not to be on Consort Ruo, as if they pierced through each other, gazing into the distant past and future—hesitant, pained, conflicted, reminiscing, or perhaps he wasn't thinking about anything at all, just feeling lingering fear…

Finally, Consort Ruo slowly rose, creeping onto the dragon bed like a vine. He lowered himself and, like a dog, slowly licked the man's genitals, kissing it with the reverence of a god, his breathing growing heavier and longer. His long, pink tongue darted out, softly and seductively cleaning the man's shaft, scrotum, and folds, like a docile creature, sometimes retreating into his mouth, teasing the growing length and girth. Ruofei's body seemed to have memorized the past acts of service, rising and falling with the movements of his tongue. The man's legs spread wide, straddling the Emperor's waist, gradually pushing open his outer robe, revealing his fair skin and full muscles, half-hidden, half-revealed, rising and falling with his movements. "Ah..." Ruofei's breathing became even more pronounced, but the man seemed oblivious to the throbbing and arousal of his member, remaining stunned, silent, and motionless.

As if unable to wait any longer, Consort Ruo suddenly swallowed the dragon's root whole, sucking on it with slurping sounds as if devouring a delicacy. She felt it probing deeper into her throat, and her body throbbed with increasing eagerness. Finally, the man behind her let out a low growl, finally regaining his senses! The man then lifted her lower garment, revealing two round and elastic peach-like petals. These two small mouths, long since pampered and dewy from three days of inactivity, contracted sharply upon contact with the air, then opened and closed like mouths yearning for food.

Unable to move freely, Emperor Xi casually inserted a finger into her flower, teasing her, listening to her breathy "mmm-mmm" in response, feeling her powerful hips sometimes hesitantly flinching at the scratching of his fingernail, sometimes lingering like a lovestruck woman reluctantly sucking on his fingertip. Semen was already flowing out, enjoying Consort Ruo's devout absorption.

However, Ruofei was far from satisfied. As if knowing how to achieve liberation, Ruofei continued to suckle the soft thing, raising her hips and gasping softly. The dragon root rose slightly with his gasps, but the fingers suddenly left his hot, tight passage—"Ugh—!"

With a "smack!" Emperor Xi picked up a small token from beside the bed and struck his still-swallowing, lustful opening heavily. Ruofei reflexively tried to tighten his hips, but his wide-open thighs rendered this action futile. With each smack, Ruofei raised his neck high in his crawling position, his slender waist sinking in, and his originally fair and smooth buttocks becoming even more erect and gradually swelling, like a blushing woman; red marks dotted his face, all of which brought him a strange pleasure: "Ah ha... ah ha..." With each strike, his opening contracted and expanded more violently.

Emperor Xi roughly kneaded the ripe, red peach petals with one hand, the wild and frenzied movements bringing a cool stimulation to Consort Ruo's sensitive, fiery skin: "Tell me again, tell me honestly, whose are you?"

Consort Ruo raised her neck with his movements, causing her already pert buttocks to rise even higher, like a restrained deer. She groaned and turned around, looking at the expectant and frenzied man behind her: "I...I am the Emperor's, I am the Emperor's Consort Ruo..."

"You are mine?" Emperor Xi sighed, finally letting go of his anger, all doubts seemingly vanished, as if they had never happened: "Yunfei, I will treat you well. Call me Li Xi!"

"I am yours, I am Li Xi's!"

Emperor Xi gently stroked the man's skin that he could touch with his only movable left hand, seemingly heavy yet light, inch by inch, as if smiling with pleasure at possession. Consort Ruo followed his movements, twisting herself in an extremely awkward and uncomfortable posture, finally kissing the thirsty man. Their tongues intertwined, lingering for a long time, reluctant to part…

As saliva glistened in the air between them, Emperor Xi stroked his limp hair at his chest and sighed, “Your life is mine. From now on, you will not be allowed to die easily.”

24 Wounded and Paired On the ninth day

of the fifth month of the thirteenth year of Yongchang

, all things were inauspicious. The Emperor summoned Consort Ruo, but she declined, citing illness. The imperial physician examined her and reported: Consort Ruo was not ill but poisoned. The Emperor was furious and executed dozens of eunuchs.

From that day on, Emperor Xi secretly permitted Qiao Yunfei to practice every morning and bestowed upon him the famous sword “Peerless” to prevent him from remembering the sorrow of his former sword, “Frosty Cold.” Under heavy surveillance, Qiao Yunfei began practicing the moves he had learned in the army in the courtyard. Although his strength was still insufficient, he was slowly recalling some of his former skills. Emperor Xi only hoped that he could dodge a move or two in a moment of crisis.

After his morning practice, Qiao Yunfei would secretly go to Zhengyang Palace alone through a secret passage to write and review memorials for Emperor Xi. At first, Yunfei would read the memorials aloud, but when he got tired, he would silently read them, only picking out the important parts. Day after day, the two of them lived a peaceful life for a while.

On May 13th, Qiao Yunfei did not arrive on time as usual. Emperor Xi waited and waited, unable to contain his impatience, and summoned the eunuch Deshun. Soon after, Deshun returned and reported, "Consort Ruo is unwell today, bedridden and unconscious. Imperial Physicians Li and Zhang are treating her..." Upon hearing this, Emperor Xi's brow furrowed. No wonder Consort Ruo had become increasingly thin over the past month! He ordered Deshun to quickly inquire further and to report back as soon as the treatment was complete.

However, he had been recuperating for several days and was now barely able to endure the wait in bed, wondering what was wrong with Consort Ruo and agonizing over why the imperial physicians were taking so long to report. After a short while, Emperor Xi said, "Someone! Change her clothes!" A group of eunuchs and palace maids hurriedly surrounded him, but no one dared to dissuade him.

The journey from Zhengyang Palace to Hehuan Palace, which usually took only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, was now a

arduous one for Li Xi, whose arm wound had not yet healed. The sedan chair lurched and swayed, each jolt bringing excruciating pain and profuse sweating. It felt as if he had endured half a lifetime before finally arriving at Hehuan Palace. He stumbled as he alighted from the sedan chair, and the crowd rushed to his aid. The Emperor, pale-faced, snapped, "Get out!" Only the head lady-in-waiting Ning Xin and the eunuch Ping Zheng remained to help him slowly into his bedchamber.

Inside the bedchamber of Hehuan Palace, the imperial physicians Li Ji and Zhang Wenzheng carefully took the pulse of the outstretched hand of the man through the curtain and silk handkerchief. These two had once rendered meritorious service in taming Consort Ruo, and had even visited Hehuan Palace several times; however, the pulse they felt today was different from usual. The two, drenched in cold sweat, discussed the matter for a long time, still unsure how to report it.

Emperor Xi strode in, and everyone in the room immediately knelt down. "Rise—Minister Li, Minister Zhang, how is Consort Ruo's condition?"

Li Ji, who was leading the way, was already terrified to see the emperor in person. He immediately prostrated himself, saying, "Your Majesty is of noble birth, yet you rise with injuries. Please allow us to treat and bandage Your Majesty immediately, lest the injury worsen!"

Emperor Xi was impatient. He vaguely saw that the outstretched hand was thin, pale, and dry. The person inside the gauze curtain remained motionless. He immediately pushed aside the others and stepped forward. Someone, having already observed his expression, subtly lifted the gauze curtain. Emperor Xi's outstretched left hand stopped in mid-air. He softly called out, "My beloved consort..." But Qiao Yunfei did not respond. Her face was bloodless, her lips pale, and only her furrowed brows, as if painted on her forehead, added to her sorrow.

Those kneeling on the ground dared not raise their heads, only the imperial physician Zhang Wen nervously replied, "Your Majesty... we are ignorant... Her Highness's pulse is strange, unlike anything we have ever seen before... please allow us to examine her more carefully... we will do our utmost... but please, Your Majesty, rest first and take care of your health!"

Li Xi reassured him, "My two ministers, I am not in a hurry here. You should carefully examine Consort Ruo first! Get up, don't stand there!" His voice trailed off with a hint of urgency and suppressed anger.

The two imperial physicians and their assistants dared not say anything more and rose to continue. With the pulse showing an unusual sign, acupuncture was the only option. Emperor Xi watched them intently from the side, not letting his guard down for a moment, until Ning Xin moved a slightly more comfortable reclining chair beside him, only then did he allow the imperial physicians to begin bandaging.

Having received permission, the two clerks stepped forward tremblingly to apologize, and only then, with the help of the female official, did they remove Emperor Xi's outer robe: a patch of blood-red had soaked through his white inner garment, a shocking sight!

The two imperial physicians dared not turn around at this moment, and after examining her pulse with acupuncture, they discussed the matter in hushed tones. Emperor Xi's presence only added to the tense atmosphere in the room. After a long while, just as Emperor Xi was about to lose his patience, Imperial Physician Li Ji turned around and said, "We are ignorant and have failed to determine the ailment of Her Majesty. We humbly beg Your Majesty to allow us... to allow us to be impolite, but we will perform an examination by observation and auscultation to determine the illness."

Emperor Xi sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Very well, proceed with the examination." The rest of the attendants, well-trained, filed out. Lifting the gauze curtain, the two imperial physicians carefully and solemnly examined Consort Ruo's eyelids and lips one by one, discussing for a long time, their expressions gradually taking on a strange look, as if they had already reached a conclusion.

Emperor Xi, whose arm was already numb with pain, calmed down after his initial anxiety subsided. He suppressed his anger and waited for their report: "Your Majesty, the Empress's illness is extremely strange. Judging from her pulse, she likely suffers from two ailments: one… is poisoning by Strychnos numbness. Those poisoned by this substance experience mild numbness and convulsions, causing limb spasms, while severe cases result in excruciating pain and death." Upon hearing this,

Li Xi made a movement to stand up, but hissed as the pain aggravated his injury, and he fell back down heavily. Li Ji hurriedly added, his bowed body trembling slightly as if from the emperor's urgency: "Fortunately, Your Majesty's treatment was not too late. After we prescribe and prepare the medicine, Your Majesty will surely be healthy. However..." "

However, what?"

"However, Your Majesty's pulse was originally unusual, but today, observing its floating and sinking, it is even more different from before, seemingly... seemingly the pulse of a woman experiencing amenorrhea!"

Emperor Xi was stunned, staring blankly at the pale man on the bed who still seemed to be frowning, unable to react for a moment. Seeing that the emperor still did not understand, the two quickly added: "We are also guessing, after all, it is unheard of for a man to have the pulse of a woman experiencing amenorrhea. Please allow us to be bold, Your Majesty..."

"How so?" At this moment, Emperor Xi also had a strange expression, seemingly with some inexplicable expectation and curiosity.

"Your Majesty, please examine the Empress personally. We suspect that there may be some bleeding from her lower body recently. If not, we must examine her again to determine the truth." (

Author's note:

It wasn't easy climbing this far, ┐(┘▽└)┌, I often can't even access my own column, so pitiful.

)

"...Strychnos nux-vomica, also known as nux vomica, can treat typhoid fever, sore throat, and lumps. However, excessive use can cause poisoning; seven nux vomica seeds are incurable. The Empress was on the verge of collapse this time, but fortunately she didn't eat too much. After inducing vomiting and taking the medicine, she is now safe. From now on, take one dose each morning, noon, and evening, and drink plenty of water. She should recover completely within seven days." After finishing his work, the imperial physician bowed and reported, but Emperor Xi frowned, still not reassured.

"How is the pulse for this amenorrhea?"

"Your Majesty's pulse is weak, thin, and hesitant, especially at the two feet, indicating a deficiency of Yin blood. We speculate that Your Majesty has never had sexual relations in the past, thus your Yin nature is deeply hidden. Over the years, this has led to a sudden shift from Yang to Yin, requiring proper conditioning."

"You mean—after conditioning, my beloved consort can be no different from a woman, nursing and breastfeeding children?"

"Uh—" Li Ji was taken aback by the emperor's question. To bear children as a man? Unheard of, truly extraordinary. He was speechless for a moment. Zhang Wen quickly took over the conversation: "According to my speculation, if Your Majesty can menstruate normally, she may be able to conceive normally. However, we must wait until Your Majesty's body is properly conditioned and observe and examine her for several days before we can draw a conclusion."

That day, not only in the Hehuan Palace, but throughout the entire harem, there was a sense of unease. The imperial physicians kept their mouths shut, but the disappearance of dozens of people from the Hehuan Palace in a single day without a sound inevitably leaked out. Meanwhile, everyone in the Imperial Hospital, under the watchful eye of the chief guard, was busy searching through the past few months' records of strychnine use.

After five hours of continuous work, the results were finally in: Consort Jin, Consort Rong… and the Empress.

The Empress, from the scholarly Wang family, a family of officials for generations, though no one had risen to high office in the last two reigns, was still a distinguished family. Although Emperor Xi, since his ascension, had been wary of interference from powerful relatives and the chaos within the harem, and had gradually weakened the Wang family's former power year after year—even a centipede with a hundred legs retains some of its former dignity and prestige; not for any other reason than that the Empress, in managing the six palaces, had to maintain a degree of restraint.

Consort Jin was arguably the most favored concubine in the palace before Consort Ruo, and her family was also formidable, being the legitimate daughter of the Governor-General of Xining.

Consort Rong, a beauty newly acquired by the Emperor before his personal campaign, was originally a palace maid who rose to the rank of Zhaoyi after gaining favor, becoming the head of the Nine Consorts. She was initially riding high, but unfortunately, the northern campaign was launched lightly, and within months, circumstances changed drastically; the Emperor had long forgotten about her.

"Cough, cough, cough," Emperor Xi clenched his left index finger, his face full of worry. Leaving aside the suspicions surrounding the three men, Qiao Yunfei now seemed to be surrounded by enemies, living in constant fear. Not to mention the impenetrable guards, just considering the assassination attempt that day, he was utterly defenseless. Should he lift the internal energy restriction on him? If he regained his strength…

Emperor Xi waved his hand, as if dispelling some tangled spiderweb, finally making his decision: "Guards! Consort Rong is to be given three feet of white silk, Consort Jin is to be banished to the Cold Palace. Such a major incident in the palace is the Empress's responsibility; she is to be fined three months' salary and ordered to reflect on her actions in the Shensi Hall for seven days!"

This time, once Consort Ruo had recovered somewhat, Emperor Xi openly moved him to the Zhengyang Palace. Various medicinal soups and acupuncture were administered daily, and Consort Ruo grew increasingly restless and agitated. Leaving aside the daily entourage of palace servants, the menstrual blood emanating from his lower body—a source of utter bewilderment, embarrassment, and anger—was enough to keep him constantly on edge. Thick cotton cloth wrapped around his body, yet the occasional, uncontrollable flow of liquid, like a slow, incontinent leak, always sent shivers down his spine and made him want to vomit! He ignored the abdominal pain and restlessness of the past few days, the faintly bloodstained silk trousers and bedsheets, and even the spasmodic pain he experienced after practicing swordsmanship or drinking iced water. But Emperor Xi had no time to dwell on these things; he had other concerns and expectations.

"Your Majesty," said the Emperor, "the Empress's health is now fine, but if... if she wishes to bear children, we believe there are two things that may make it difficult: firstly, the Empress's yang energy is strong, but her yin blood is insufficient, and she did not take care before her first menstruation, having been exposed to cold substances, thus her yin and yang are indeed imbalanced; secondly, the Empress's hips are narrow, and even if she is pregnant, she is very likely to have a difficult childbirth, making it difficult to give birth to the imperial heir..."

Emperor Xi pondered for a long time. Leaving aside the high probability of a difficult childbirth, the fact that a man carrying a child is too dangerous was a significant concern. Liu Chang, who was serving nearby, immediately flattered the Emperor, saying, "Your Majesty, this servant may have a plan, but I don't know if I should speak of it?" Emperor Xi would not let go of any opportunity. He waved his hand in approval.

"This servant has also rudimentarily learned some medical skills in the past," Liu Chang said humbly. In fact, he knew far more than just rudimentary skills. To climb to the position of head steward of the Nanfeng Pavilion, he had thoroughly studied everything related to men and women. "This servant once saw a strange book called *Medical Treatises*, which mentions a miraculous medicine called 'Bean Sprout Pill' that can suppress yang and replenish yin, and after taking it for several months, it can help women's hips and buttocks grow larger; there is also a book called *Secret Formulas for Children*, which mentions many secret formulas for childbirth, but I don't know if it would be worth a look from you imperial physicians?"

Emperor Xi seemed to have a glimmer of hope after hearing his words, and turned to look at the imperial physicians, "We will do our best to share the burden for Your Majesty and Your Majesty." Observing their expressions, the physicians all said the same thing—regardless of whether the 'Bean Sprout Pill' was real or not, regardless of whether the two books were useful or not, it seemed that this time they had to go all out and go back to study more books on eccentric diagnoses!

That night, Emperor Xi visited Consort Ruo, who was in unbearable pain in bed. He saw her curled up, pressing her stomach and frowning in deep thought. Perhaps she had slept too long during the day, because her sharp and clear eyes were particularly deep in the candlelight.

"Your Majesty—" Seeing the Emperor approach step by step, his expression indifferent and unreadable, Consort Ruo finally couldn't suppress her panic and spoke first: "Your Majesty... this concubine is unwilling..."

"Oh?" Emperor Xi raised an eyebrow in response, looking down at the pitiful, weak man on the bed: "Unwilling to what?" "

This concubine is unwilling to suffer this pain every month, I beg Your Majesty to have mercy..." Qiao Yunfei seemed to sense his desire, so his pleading voice became even stronger.

Li Xi sat casually on the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke his much smoother cheek: "My beloved concubine doesn't pity herself, yet you expect me to pity you?"

"!"

Emperor Xi's voice suddenly became serious and forceful: "Speak! How many days ago did you discover that you had your period?"

"..." Qiao Yunfei nodded without speaking, but his teeth were clenched tightly, only half a blue vein was visible on his pearly forehead.

"You haven't reported for days, do you still not believe me? Or do you not want to be my concubine? You suffer from constant abdominal pain, yet you remain silent, without uttering a sound. Is the punishment not enough?"

Qiao Yunfei followed the other's gesture of resting his chin on his hand, raising his head. Their eyes met for a long while before he finally looked away. He had no choice but to show weakness… He was at the mercy of others… "…At first, I simply refused to believe it… For decades, I have always considered myself a man, and now… now I have been subjected to such a shameful act by a woman, how can I face myself!" He slowly and painfully revealed his feelings, his sorrow even more intense. What could he not bear now? Step by step, without limits, only deeper and more terrifying, pressing closer and closer.

"Alas…" Li Xi sighed, gently stroking the skin of the person beneath him: "What should I do with you?"

Yet, as the Son of Heaven, the supreme ruler, his will was ultimately irresistible and unyielding. When all sorts of medicinal soups with mysterious uses were served up every day like a flowing stream, when Consort Ruo finally saw him at night, her pleas were nothing more than empty words.

"Yunfei, now that you are my concubine, you must not defy Heaven. Whether it's receiving favor, your period, or giving birth, you must accept it all peacefully—this is your duty from now on. If you can bear me a son or daughter, I will be happy—" Emperor Xi stopped here, coaxing and soothingly saying, "I cannot tolerate you being with other women. If you can give me a son, I will adopt him into your Qiao family, so that your Qiao family line can continue..."

"Your Majesty..." Qiao Yunfei frowned, about to speak, but was interrupted by the emperor, who had already coaxed him a hundred times: "There's no need to say more about this! You must remember, you are a man, but also a woman. Now that you are my woman, you should bear these things even more! If it were someone else, I would have ordered someone to discipline them properly. It seems... I have spoiled you too much..."

Further words were useless. Qiao Yunfei's eyes flickered like candlelight, and finally he closed them, seemingly resigned to his fate.

Author's Note:

I've been too busy with work lately and haven't had time to update

Chapter 26. Re-entering the Cage :

On the 18th of the 13th year of Yongchang

, regardless of Qiao Fei's feelings, Li Xi ultimately handed him over again to Liu Chang, a skilled and experienced eunuch in the bedroom. Liu Chang was too eager for Qiao Fei to completely belong to him and bear him a son; he was too unbearable for Qiao Fei. Unable to endure it any longer, Qiao Fei was transported back to the Hehuan Palace, just so that Emperor Xi could avoid the painful and unsettling process—completely entrusted to Liu Chang and the imperial concubines.

Initially, once separated from Emperor Xi, Qiao Fei's rebellious nature resurfaced, repeatedly overturning the medicine served to him. Liu Chang, that lowly eunuch, would then run to Li Xi crying and complaining. Thus, Emperor Xi, whose patience had waned due to being provoked, punished Qiao Fei for one night with Liu Chang's help.

"I heard my beloved concubine doesn't want to drink the medicine?" Emperor Xi first asked gently, but what he received was not the stubborn reply of a man in silence. What man could drink medicine that caused such a dramatic change in himself? The changes he witnessed over the past few days, subtle yet unmistakable, were startling! Not to mention his much smoother skin, and the slight shrinkage of his genitals—regardless of whether he had something to hide—his breasts were thickening daily, and his once narrow waist and slender hips were now fuller, undeniably so! In the quiet of the night, he often tossed and turned, unable to sleep. His nipples, once like cherries, were now swollen and aching in his chest. When he looked in the mirror when no one was around, his breasts were larger and wider, while his once firm muscles were now less prominent, soft and supple to the touch—a monster!

Li Xi received no response. He glanced at Liu Chang, whose face was full of sorrow, and felt slightly embarrassed. "Your Majesty—today, Consort Ruo has spilled ten bowls of medicine and slapped this servant seven or eight times. I'm afraid this servant was not attentive enough and displeased Her Majesty. Your Majesty, you haven't thought this through yet."

"Haven't thought about what? Haven't thought about bearing me a son? Haven't thought about becoming my person?" Emperor Xi recalled the repeated attempts to appease her over the past few days, and a surge of anger rose within him. "I didn't say you couldn't be a man, nor did I order you to be castrated. In this inner palace, how difficult is it? You said you wanted to leave the palace, and I granted you that. You said you couldn't move, and I granted you a sword to practice martial arts every day. You even gave me books and memorials to help you." Mentioning memorials, Emperor Xi glanced warily at Liu Chang before continuing, "Are the censors just for show?"

Liu Chang, standing to the side, added fuel to the fire, praising the emperor's good intentions while listing the histories of various lowly servants in the Southern Wind Pavilion of the previous dynasty, practically turning Li Xi into a great lover—Qiao Fei still didn't respond!

"Guards, force-feed her the medicine! It seems I haven't punished you in too long, which is why you've become so presumptuous! It seems you've completely forgotten the name of Consort Ruo!" Emperor Xi snorted. Soon, a group of palace servants, accustomed to their duties, filed in, and at Liu Chang's signal, presented various tools and medicine.

"!!" After another bowl of medicine was broken, the emperor's patience ran out. He ordered the silent Consort Ruo to be tied up and taken to the washroom. Her already loose clothes opened during the struggle and binding, and her long, slender legs and full, pert waist and hips were faintly visible through the fabric.

Emperor Xi looked at the stubborn person with a trembling face, and finally, his anger flared up. He said fiercely, "Since you won't drink from your mouth, then drink from the noodles." "Come on! Someone, force-feed me!" Before long, three sets of silver sheepskin tubes, two thick and one thin, were inserted into Consort Ruo's body. Liu Chang personally explored the depth, pressing heavily on Consort Ruo's abdomen, which had not relaxed for half a day. "Hmm!" Finally, with a deep, suppressed groan, the thin tube at the front went straight into her bladder through the open urethra.

"Ah ha!" Consort Ruo gasped, surrounded by a group of people moving like puppets. Her breathing movements were alluring. As if sensing the emperor's arousal, Liu Chang quietly informed the emperor a few times, and then the crowd withdrew. Li Xi slowly stepped forward. The emotions that had been mixed with anger, heartache, and lust all day finally found an outlet. He gently teased the stone bed. The master opened his chest, scratching and rubbing his breasts with his fingertips, occasionally pinching and kneading them. The long-trained man, upon smelling the familiar imperial fragrance, felt his body, sealed for days, come alive with a vibrant aroma. Every muscle seemed to stir, yearning to respond, yet restrained. Only his buttocks contracted with each breath, his peach-like muscles contorting as if enduring something. Emperor Xi took the brush handed to him by Liu Chang, picked up his already open and motionless limbs, and slowly drew on the two heavy bags of his manhood. "Ah~~~ Ah~~~" The child's loud cries were unstoppable, filling the room with an alluring scent. The brush, coated with a viscous liquid, slowly pried open the thick clitoris along the root. As it grasped the small bead, Qiao Fei trembled all over. With the other's movements, his breathing became intermittent and uneasy: "Ugh, ah, ah, hiss."

Soon, a stream of viscous white fluid was squeezed out along the silvery clitoris and its opening and closing movements. His thigh muscles clenched and twitched, as if they had reached the limit of arousal. However, the more he wanted to be satisfied, the less satisfied he was. There was no touch of fingers, no licking of lips and tongue. Every fold of the opening attracted only soft, fine hairs, gently and delicately igniting an itch on every inch of his skin!

Emperor Xi handed the brush to Liu Chang, who stood respectfully to the side, head bowed, seemingly oblivious to everything. He then removed his underpants and presented his erection to the man's face, who was grimacing in pain. Qiao Fei suddenly felt a hot, pungent object near his mouth. He opened his eyes and saw Liu Chang before him, seemingly submissive, but his cunning, triangular eyes seemed to be scrutinizing and mocking his submission. Feeling humiliated, Qiao Fei decided to resist. He turned his head away, ignoring the slick object that greedily tried to probe his mouth, biting his lip to suppress his repeated defiant attempts. Emperor Xi, enraged, laughed, straddling Qiao Fei's shoulders and pointing his hard member at his pale, then reddened face... The head, twisting and turning wildly, the dragon root, which occasionally oozed droplets of sticky fluid with the trembling of the body close to it, suddenly lashed out like a whip, striking the humiliated face from side to side. "Slap! Slap! Slap!" The sound of the stick hitting the face, the sound of the swollen sac hitting the face, were particularly distinct in the quiet washroom.

As if unable to bear this lewd sound and beating, Qiao Fei finally opened his jaw under the Emperor's manipulation, the object rubbing against his lips and squeezing inside, sometimes pulling wildly without regard for anything else. Liu Chang seemed to also know how to match the rhythm of the emperor, gently picking up a short silver needle and inserting it unexpectedly into the clitoris, which was stretched open by the brush and had no resistance, and was teased and erect!

"!!--" Ruofei gasped sharply, her moans muffled by the stuffing, yet the contraction of her throat brought immense pleasure to the deep dragon root. The thing happily burrowed deeper, as if a sticky, fishy fluid was constantly sliding down. When the brush tip touched the sensitive, swollen clitoris, Qiao Fei rolled her eyes, trembling all over, struggling to welcome the eruption of the thing in her mouth, and also a dry climax without ejaculation. "Ugh--"

Taking advantage of the moment Qiao Fei reached her peak without release, Liu Chang seized that split second and inserted the silver rod that had been inserted into her cervix deeper along the open cervix! The silver rod that had been wrapped around the intestines was thin, thick, and narrow at the end, and incredibly smooth. During the climax, it opened in an instant, wantonly squeezing in every crevice, drilling to the deepest possible depth!

Emperor Xi withdrew his limp penis, but thick semen still dripped down his dragon root, dripping onto Consort Ruo's mouth as she gasped and cried out, "Ah—" But Consort Ruo didn't care about any of that. He felt a sharp pain in his body, and his previously limp limbs twisted and stiffened. Emperor Xi pulled himself up and kneaded the swollen bead, occasionally touching it with the tip of the small needle. "Ugh—" The most sensitive and weak spot felt like it was being electrocuted, and the slightest touch caused a scream. The movement along the needle seemed to affect his entire body, which made Consort Ruo go limp again, and the pain in her clitoris was largely ignored.

Finally, Emperor Xi suddenly pulled out the small needle, and his soft, warm tongue came up and gently licked the small wound. "Ugh ugh" Unable to bear this extreme change, like ice and fire, Consort Ruo gasped and trembled. As Liu Chang twisted the silver rod, she released a stream of urine.

27 Backflow Punishment (Caution) Before

her gasps had subsided, she was already limp like a pool of spring water. However, it was not over yet. Before Qiao Yunfei could recover his senses and regain any strength, the three silver objects beneath him, manipulated by an intricate mechanism, gradually opened like eight claws! With each movement, the silver objects at his clitoris stretched wider and wider, and a dull pain instantly wiped away all the strength he had been trying to muster—it was as if every breath, every tremor, would bring unbearable pain!

"Ugh—" Qiao Yunfei broke out in a cold sweat and dared not move. Suddenly, a basin of warm water poured over him, washing over his lower body; Emperor Xi patted his flat stomach: "My beloved concubine, do you still remember the medicine? Since you refused the toast, today's punishment is not up to you!"

His sensitive body immediately felt the change: several streams of water flowed in, gushing in through the channels of his penis, clitoris, and anus, leaving no room for refusal. Emperor Xi pressed on his visibly swollen abdomen from time to time, and sometimes rubbed his smooth, bulging belly with his palms.

"Gurgle—" A real, trembling sound escaped from his rear, followed by a rumbling sound from his stomach. "My beloved consort, the pleasures of ten months of pregnancy, I'm afraid you'll have to taste them today..." Emperor Xi looked at his swollen belly with affection and smiled, "This way of drinking is good, so you won't be unaccustomed to it later..."

The liquid continued to pour in mercilessly, and even though his body was untied, he dared not move an inch, his body drenched in cold sweat. In the stillness, his already sensitive body could feel the strange sensation of the warm soup flowing over his inner walls. In this helpless strangeness, his previously limp penis slowly rose again!

Emperor Xi gently stroked the unruly member, laughing, "So comfortable?" Qiao Yunfei, however, didn't know whether to feel shame, anger, pain, or emptiness, only murmuring, "Let me go..." Perhaps it was this double-edged sword that aroused Emperor Xi's vigilance, for he coldly snorted, "You still want me to let you go? Then who will let me go? Who has ever been with me! Yunfei, I will not let go, I want to watch you give birth to my children intact, one, two, three, four, let you go? In this lifetime, it's impossible!"

His resolute words seemed to strike the ground with a resounding thud, and with that resounding sound, Qiao Yunfei felt as if he were no longer himself, as if he had given up hope, his soul flying a thousand miles away, staring blankly at the tall building, no longer speaking or moving.

However, as his abdomen swelled and his erection grew, his previously pale face was forced to flush red again. The man groaned softly, trembling with each stroke of his abdomen, as if the gentle, affectionate hand was sending chills down his spine. "Haa...haa..."

Only when Consort Ruo's belly swelled up like that of a woman several months pregnant did Emperor Xi order Liu Chang to stop the injection. With several "whoosh" sounds, the silver rods closed again, only blocking the medicine that kept sloshing around inside her, causing her unbearable pain. "My beloved consort, are you comfortable today?" Emperor Xi asked casually, his hands continuing to tease her from time to time. Perhaps her swollen body was exceptionally sensitive; the slightest touch caused her pearly white skin to flush red, and the muscles that were once visible were now completely hidden. Only the woman, who dared not move, obediently followed the teasing and play, panting and moaning, her voice becoming increasingly melodious, displaying a wanton and submissive demeanor.

Without thrusting, without the comfort of the burning dragon root, Consort Ruo's body screamed with dissatisfaction. The ointment and soup on the brush became even more effective, and her penis stood erect and throbbing. "Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." Consort Ruo finally couldn't help but show weakness, but she didn't get any release or satisfaction. "Will you be obedient from now on?" "Obey...Your Majesty, I will be obedient..." "Heh!" Emperor Xi smiled with satisfaction, slowly manipulating Qiao Yunfei's penis, while his other hand gently scratched the folds of his anus with his nails. "I beg Your Majesty to release me..." "Heh, are you not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, I think I may need to give you more..." "Comfortable! Comfortable!" Qiao Yunfei was already dizzy, but upon hearing this, he instinctively knew that the man just wanted to humiliate him and see him beg for mercy, so he gritted his teeth and hurriedly answered.

"Hehe!" Emperor Xi was finally satisfied and got up to leave. Qiao Yunfei, unsatisfied and with a throbbing stomach, clung tightly to his damp robes. "Your Majesty..." Emperor Xi leaned down and teasingly patted his cheek. "My beloved concubine hasn't been disciplined in a long time; I'm afraid she'll forget her lessons too easily. Alright, tell me what you want?" "Your Majesty... I..." Qiao Yunfei blushed, his mind hazy, and finally couldn't help but plead, "Your Majesty wants to urinate..." "Hehe! Just want to urinate?" Yunfei remained silent. At this point, he still couldn't bring himself to utter any more words of desire.

Seeing his shameful and unbearable appearance, his eyes half-dazed and half-clear, the Emperor Xi found his contradictory nature even more alluring. He couldn't help but smile, pulling the man to his chest, and using only one elbow to lift his legs high from the knees, reaching his chest and abdomen. This action elicited a low cry from the man, unable to contain the unbearable pressure on his abdomen: "Ah! No, no!" His other hand slid down his thick, long thigh, caressing from his rounded buttocks to his cleft, beginning to rub and tease wantonly. Before long, without knowing what delicate movement that hand was making, Qiao Yunfei, almost folded up, screamed and trembled like a leaf! Emperor Xi felt the man in front of him restrained by his arms, in a position where he dared not move even slightly, his muscles throbbing uncontrollably, as if he could hear the rapid heartbeat, another endless dry climax! Before long, Qiao Yunfei once again collapsed weakly, but his unreleased penis was even darker red and swollen, and still throbbing with pain.

Emperor Xi placed the man back on the stone bed and said to Liu Chang, who was kneeling cautiously and humbly in the corner, "From now on, if my beloved concubine is disobedient again, let him drink the medicine! As for other matters, unless it is an urgent matter, you don't need to ask me again. Just use your old methods! I don't want to see the concubine's disobedience a second time!"

"Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty—"

With Emperor Xi's golden words, Liu Chang became even more respectful on the surface and bolder in his actions—after all, his merits and blessings came from the Emperor, not the Consort, didn't they? All the plans for discipline and training, after being listened to and approved by the Emperor, proceeded in an orderly manner.

Author's Note:

I apologize.

28

In the thirteenth year of Yongchang, on the 28th of the month , no useless person was kept in the palace, especially by the emperor's side. The higher one climbed

, the more useful one needed. If one had no value for even a day, one would be forgotten by the emperor. No matter what rank one held, one would be like a concubine in the palace, subject to the corrupt practices of those who held high positions and those who held low positions. Liu Changshen was deeply concerned about this, so although he was uneasy about the emperor's favoritism towards Consort Ruo and the possibility of her turning against him one day, he still harbored a sense of hope that nothing would happen until it did. He was also single-mindedly focused on gaining merit and reward, and day after day he worried that Consort Ruo would not be tamed and would surely take revenge. Day after day, Xi Ruofei was completely tamed, so he became increasingly reckless.

Ever since that day when the silver instrument he had made overnight was inserted into Ruofei's clitoris, the instrument had never been removed. Its intricate design meant that even a slight touch would cause it to expand further; combined with all sorts of strange drugs, the orifice grew larger and larger each day, eventually being stretched to an unimaginable degree by the instrument.

This time, the training was neither itchy nor unbearably empty; instead, it was an unbearable pain. Every day, even a slight opening would cause Qiao Fei to stiffen up from the pain and dare not move an inch. Like a frozen block on a chopping board, the man, suffering through countless nights, could only find relief by drinking warm soup to ease the pain. Once his body was full, the stiffness would ease slightly, only to be followed by unbearable bloating.

Emperor Xi visited once, but did not grant him favor before hastily departing. The man in bed could not eat solid food, only drink soup, and the tonics he took day and night had made him appear somewhat bloated. When he saw the emperor, the man was still in agony, even to the point of being so disoriented that he couldn't recognize anyone. So Emperor Xi took him away—having listened to the daily reports, he naturally understood the depth of this painful process. Thus, the emperor grew increasingly anxious day and night, unable to bear witnessing Qiao Fei's torture. He simply chose to ignore it to ease

the emperor's mind. Few could share this sentiment with the powerful and influential figures in the palace. Outside the palace and in court, however, everyone believed Qiao Fei had lost the emperor's favor, and many were secretly overjoyed. Some, oblivious to the emperor's unease, barged in, and yet another former favorite concubine, still young and beautiful, was cast out. The ecstatic crowd realized: this mysterious Consort Ruo is truly extraordinary! She has captured the emperor's heart so completely!

Empress Wang, who hadn't even opened the main gate of the palace in days, was upon hearing this devastating news, her prayer beads fluttering: It seems this Qiao Fei must be eliminated! Despite the emperor's control over the harem, the Wang family's fortunes declined day by day. The emperor's outward courtesy and indifference towards them were obvious to outsiders, but he secretly hoped that with time, a legitimate son would be born, thus securing his position. Who would have thought that Lady Qiao would become so favored! If this continued, there might be no Wang family left in the harem, and the Wang family, forgotten by the emperor and subject to his deliberate promotions and demotions, would lose its century-old reputation and fall into ruin! A person cannot live a day without power; this applies not only to men and eunuchs, but also to those in the harem.

The trusted wet nurse beside the "Your Majesty" spoke naturally, her delicate hands, adorned with elegant finger cots, twisting like gnarled vines. "Your Majesty, please do not be impatient. There is plenty of time. You are the Empress, the most honored of all, and there is no need to concern yourself with those lowly maids and sycophants."

"Ha! The Empress Dowager!" the Empress Dowager mocked herself. "What the nanny wanted to say was that although my plan to use someone else to kill me failed, I've already understood the Emperor's attitude. It wasn't a complete waste of effort. Now that the Qiao family is at the height of their power, why would I bother with them? There's plenty of time in the future. I just hope they don't find any fault with me. Day after day, month after month, year after year, I have plenty of time."

Several days felt like years. Consort Ruo's training had finally reached its final stage. However, this stage required Emperor Xi's personal intervention, like stepping onto the execution ground. Emperor Xi was completely distracted until the appointed time, when he finally stepped into the familiar bedchamber of Hehuan Palace. The dim yellow light inside the shroud was gentle and indifferent, warm... In the pleasant room, a faint fragrance wafted, intoxicating the senses. In the quiet stillness, suppressed, nasal murmurs drifted in, as if drawing one back to

the bedside. Having not seen each other for several days, Emperor Xi could not suppress his excitement. He hurried to the bedside, his slightly plump face flushed red. Seeing him, the seemingly dazed Consort Ruo blinked her misty, glass-like eyes, forcing herself to hold her breath. Emperor Xi slowly stroked her flushed face. "Ah—" Having not been touched so gently in a long time, she seemed to have long awaited it, letting out a soft sigh of enjoyment. The cool touch of his fingers made Consort Ruo slightly cool, and she quickly seized the opportunity to plead, "Your Majesty—I don't want it anymore, Your Majesty, save me!"

"Fei, listen to me. This time, you won't have to suffer any more pain. I swear to Heaven, just this once..." Facing the sorrow, Emperor Xi's fingers trembled, but as if making a vow to himself, they gradually hardened again: "From now on, whatever you want, I will give you. I will treat you well and never let you suffer again."

A large tear, taking advantage of the trembling hair, swayed from the corner of his eye, about to surface. Qiao Fei naturally knew that this time he couldn't escape his fate and had no way to appeal. He could only suppress his humble sorrow and forcefully regain his indifferent expression: "Your Majesty, you promise me..."

Finally, Emperor Xi could no longer bear to watch. Suppressing the pounding in his heart, he gently, like a butterfly's wing, kissed those pale, parting lips, a kiss both devout and tender, deep and passionate. Their lips met, their tongues intertwining, lingering for a long time. "Fei, I give you to me, completely and utterly to me," Emperor Xi murmured in his ear, kissing his slightly cool earlobe, then slowly licking the inner rim with his tongue. "Ah..." Qiao Fei, sensitive, arched his chest and back, as if unable to resist the touch. Emperor

Xi seized this rare, fragile moment, his breath becoming intense, yet gentle and urgent. Behind her smooth ears, down her long neck, until a bite landed on what seemed like a cracked red stone. Ruofei finally couldn't hold back her gasps, twisting her hips and trembling her long legs. The lewd, wet sounds of licking filled the enchanting night, creating a warm yet alluring atmosphere. Her nimble tongue relentlessly licked and teased her swollen nipples, making them swell even larger. Layers of moisture glistened on her cherries, reflecting the fire, making them especially translucent.

Every inch of her skin was licked, each inch bringing deep breaths and tremors, bringing with it a long-dormant emptiness and arousal. But then, the opening reached its peak... The silver rod remained firmly inserted in the hole, preventing Qiao Fei from moving even slightly. He could only wait for the other to slide away. When his legs were spread apart, his erect penis sprang high, shyly dripping with translucent tears, as if showing its owner's shyness and eagerness. Xi Di swallowed that thing in one gulp. "Ah—" Qiao Fei's eyes widened, as if he had the illusion of being swallowed whole. The hot mouth moved on its own before he could act. Xi Di pulled his head in exhaustion while closing his mouth. "Ah ah ah—!" Qiao Fei sobbed. The intense pleasure broke through his original restraint, and he couldn't help but cry out. "Hurry up!" After licking the sensitive glans for a while, Xi Di didn't pull away as he wished, continuing to lick the two heavy scrotums, occasionally biting the slippery, seemingly hiding clitoris. His hand, not to be outdone, spread open the shy lips of the clitoris and gently teased it. The clitoris was already hard and erect, and Qiao Fei's originally fair and smooth body was now covered in a red coat, like a pot of boiling oil. He couldn't help but tease her, and he was already unable to utter a complete sentence. Every now and then, with the other's movements, he would raise his head, gasp violently, and arch his upper body.

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29 Dragon Fist's Pet (Heavy Content)

Finally arriving at their destination, Emperor Xi slowly grasped the silver rod deeply inserted into Qiao Yunfei's clitoris. The resulting vibration immediately stiffened Qiao Yunfei's entire body. Carefully and slowly, he reduced and withdrew the object. The thing that had been inseparable for days suddenly brought sharp tearing pain to Qiao Yunfei's clitoris: "Ah! Ah!" Qiao Yunfei choked back tears, pleading, "No... Ah! Don't! Don't move... Ah..." The man beneath him ignored him, forcefully and irresistibly withdrawing the object. A warm, ambiguous breeze blew into the empty, open clitoris, as if she could feel the man's breath so close. The once tight passage was now wide open, and the bright red inside could be vaguely seen. Emperor Xi extended his tongue to lick, and the moment it touched the entrance, Qiao Yunfei tensed and squeezed his legs together: "Ah!" His tongue nimbly probed inside, doing its best to moisten the long-dormant flesh walls, caressing them inch by inch; while his fingers also seized the opportunity, teasing the clitoris while inserting into the anus. Gradually, the stiff body softened, the teasing and caressing of the sensitive spot covering the long-standing torment and completely blurring the man's mind. Emperor Xi picked up the long-spouted wine bottle from the bedside table and slowly inserted it into the flower bud, bringing a sharp jolt: "No! Don't!" Qiao Yunfei was already out of his mind, and the cold instrument inserted into him in his confused state awakened the fear he had accumulated over the past few days: "No! Ah!" The man even cried out in a daze, like a child who had been bullied and frightened for a long time, relying on crying for relief.

Although the opening was hastily tightened, the cold, long spout had already penetrated to an unprecedented depth, then gradually tilted; warm wine slowly flowed into the opening through the tube, and the crying grew weaker and weaker… Emperor Xi, using the small opening through which the spout was inserted, rubbed the barely closed opening, patiently waiting. Soon, the effects of the wine took hold, intoxicating the already numb flesh, and the opening gradually and weakly regained its width, just as the wine was about to flow out. He quickly withdrew the spout, inserted three fingers to block it, and then licked the layers of folds at the entrance, finally awakening the slight sensitivity and contraction.

Emperor Xi teased the gradually regaining vitality of his member and the small pearl, while secretly inserting and withdrawing his fingers; perhaps the teasing had drained all her energy, and Consort Ruo began to breathe heavily, feeling increasingly empty and restless. Quietly, a fourth finger, following the slowly flowing wine and white fluid, slipped in! "Ah!" Ruofei choked out, then lost her senses again, overwhelmed by the pleasure of her tongue enveloping her penis. She stared blankly at the gauze curtain, moaning softly. Four fingers teased her vagina, gradually thrusting in and out.

To deepen the sensitivity, Emperor Xi took out a short, thin silver needle and slowly inserted it into the erect clitoris. Ruofei choked again; her erect penis seemed about to reach climax, but was blocked by the closed opening. After she had calmed down, Emperor Xi continued teasing her, while placing a fifth finger at the entrance, waiting for its chance. The licked clitoris brought a new wave of inescapable pain and desire, and the thumb, which had been hovering at the entrance, finally darted into the already stretched vagina with a gentle bite!

Emperor Xi continued thrusting with his five fingers, occasionally licking the purplish-red scrotum and the twitching opening. However, the congestion was too great, and Ruofei's body gradually stiffened again. Emperor Xi had no choice but to pat his swollen belly heavily and say, "Yunfei, trust me. Give yourself to me completely!" The man, seemingly half-awake and half-drunk, frowned, then slowly relaxed because he had no other choice and no way to escape. He was tormented by the emptiness of desire and the fear of the past few days. Only the man beneath him, exuding a strong ambergris fragrance, was someone he could not refuse, could not disobey, could only submit to, and could rely on.

His lips, tongue, and fingers teased his penis and clitoris with exquisite skill. Emperor Xi shook his head vigorously, making piston-like movements for his erect penis; he even seemed to be thirstily sucking, swallowing it all the way to the base of the testicles! His tongue seemed to have a life of its own, wrapping around and cleaning every inch of the penis's skin and pores, licking away every drop of fluid that occasionally overflowed. Qiao Yunfei's body temperature rose rapidly with his increasingly rapid breathing, finally culminating in a sob that seemed to reach the heavens: "Ahhh—" At the peak of his climax, the widest part of his hand was fully inserted! As the vulva suddenly reached a shy and embarrassingly narrow opening, Emperor Xi promptly bit off the silver bead inserted into his penis, and the pent-up fluid in his bladder gushed out impatiently!

"Ahhh—" A frenzied scream erupted as the man, mercilessly penetrated, collapsed and howled: "Ahhh—" After a moment of pain, the vulva suddenly returned to a slightly narrower level from its sudden expansion, causing him to widen his eyes, staring in astonishment, horror, and fear as he cried out! Emperor Xi remained motionless, as if he too was about to collapse due to the collapse of the person before him, trembling slightly. He forced out his other hand to gently comfort the man, afraid to move, yet compelled to. Although the movement was slight, it still caused the hand inside the acupoint to move slightly. Qiao Yunfei choked up, as if his breath had been completely blocked for a moment—

"Yunfei! Yunfei!" Emperor Xi, frozen with regret, roared, "Yunfei! I will not betray you, this is the last time! Please, for me, for our child, endure this!"

"Please, no more...no more...I will do whatever you say, don't move, don't come in..." Qiao Yunfei cried and shouted, "I will listen to you from now on, please, spare me, no more, stop—ah!..."

Seeing that the man's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and his voice was gradually becoming hoarse, and his forehead and neck were flushed red, Li Xi finally realized that continuing like this would be the most helpless torment for both of them. Biting his lip hard, Emperor Xi suppressed his own trembling and began to slowly and gently caress and tease, with all his might in tenderness, and gradually he was no longer hesitant to act...

After a long while, tears, seemingly unstoppable, dripped from his suddenly pale face. Qiao Yunfei gradually relaxed his body, feeling every movement of the massive object inside him. The vulva remained wide open, tightly gripping his wrist. Emperor Xi, oblivious to the filth, licked his recently released member while soothingly stroking his lower abdomen. With each gentle movement of his hand, Ruofei trembled as if an internal mechanism had been triggered; slowly, her previously clenched fingers nervously opened, beginning the final expansion within the vulva. This intense feeling of being controlled and touched internally was too overwhelming; soon, his previously limp member abruptly and hastily erected again: "Ah—ah…" As if releasing all his consciousness and soul, Qiao Yunfei groaned uncontrollably, like a puppet of desire. Completely absorbed, Emperor Xi began to clench his fist and thrust in and out repeatedly; Qiao Yunfei, in turn, moaned and groaned, as if what was thrusting beneath him was not a fist, but the hottest male organ.

His fingers would sometimes extend and tease the inner walls, sometimes gather into a fist, thrusting nine times shallow and once deep. Perhaps due to his increased arm flexibility, Emperor Xi's movements became faster and faster. "Ah ha—ah ha…" Qiao Yunfei, like a fish being gutted, gasped for breath, his dazed black pupils widening to a full width. "Ah ah ah—" As if through countless lifetimes, with another heavy thrust, a few drops of residual urine dripped from his seemingly weeping member. Qiao Yunfei convulsed, spitting out some saliva, and fainted in the intense climax…

30 Penetrating the Acupoint (Heavy-handed Domination)

From that day on, every nine days, Consort Ruo would receive the favor of the Dragon Fist. Her genitals were stretched to their limit, and because they had not been nourished by the Emperor's essence for a long time, they were extremely unbearable. Whenever the Emperor Xi inserted his fist into her, she couldn't help but clench her legs, thirstily reaching orgasm with the rhythm and expansion of his fist, and it had become a habit. In addition, several imperial physicians and Eunuch Liu also intensified their training on days when they were not favored. In

the early hours of the morning, her lower abdomen, which had not been relieved all night, was already swollen and distended. However, after washing, she was often met with even more cruel torture. Consort Ruo was firmly pressed down on the jade bed and bound. Her round buttocks, which were raised high, trembled involuntarily from the touch of the cold instruments. Three silver instruments wrapped with sheep intestines were forcefully inserted into her anus, anus, and genitals. Then, with a few "clicks," the mechanism was triggered, and several silver instruments were unfolded and opened, their exquisite structure appearing and disappearing, looking like silver lotus petals. Qiao Yunfei groaned uncontrollably, completely disregarding the embarrassment and anger of exposing his genitals to everyone again. The silver needle at his genital opening, now opened, stretched to twice its usual size, and his penis involuntarily hardened and became erect, red and thick. The urine that had accumulated overnight was unable to flow due to the extreme pain. His glans twitched, connecting with the clitoris and anus, which had been stretched to their maximum size and all the folds smoothed out. The pain was intense, quickly turning numb, making it impossible to distinguish between swelling, itching, pain, and arousal.

Like a turtle whose shell had been opened, Ruofei was rolled over without any resistance. Her bound body remained in a bent-knee position, her genitals wide open, raised high, alluring and rosy, clearly visible. At Liu Chang's signal, a eunuch knelt between his legs, gently enveloping his erect penis with his mouth. The slippery, disgusting touch startled the man, who was nearly delirious from the pain: "Ah—" he cried out immediately, his body futilely trying to evade.

Qiao Yunfei's body had long been ingested with a secret medicine; unless the Emperor Xi was present, any touch from anyone was like a knife cutting into his flesh. Even his clothes and bedding were usually scented with ambergris before use; how could his delicate penis withstand such intense stimulation! However, his sensitive member could no longer distinguish pain, only feeling a stinging sensation accompanied by a soft, wet, and warm sensation enveloping him, which he could only endure with trembling. The eunuch had no idea of his feelings, or perhaps no one ever cared; he simply licked his penis lightly, occasionally teasing the tip with his tongue, even pushing the silver needle deep into the opening! Qiao Yunfei felt as if several small knives were cutting into his opening, and he screamed uncontrollably, "Ahhh—!" Suddenly, a tremendous and intense suction force caused him to collapse—urine, held back all night, dripped continuously from the silver needles, intermittent and weak, failing to form a coherent flow! The eunuch's mouth had already retreated, and now several strong hands pressed down on his abdomen, helping him empty the urine. "Gurgle~~" A real shudder came, and some fluid accumulated in his anus and anus slowly flowed out with this unprecedented pressure, appearing exceptionally lewd in the orderly and quiet room.

The stream flowed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before finally stopping intermittently; Liu Chang immediately ordered people to unfold the layers of sheep intestines at the three openings, a full foot in length; and then connected the three water jet pipes to the sheep intestines one by one. To avoid screaming himself hoarse or biting his tongue, a huge, raw beef phallus was thrust hard into Qiao Yunfei's mouth, pressing firmly against his throat and uvula, leaving only a sliver of space.

"Add the soup!" The medicinal soup, simmered for a full hour, was immediately poured into Qiao Yunfei's mouth through his two orifices. At first, it was just a trickle, but as his abdomen swelled and his abdominal muscles tightened, the flow grew increasingly rapid, surging and turbulent like a wolves, roaring and crowding into Qiao Yunfei's body.

"Ugh—ugh—!" Qiao Yunfei's whimpers echoed with each wave of the onslaught. The man's reddened, stretched-out mouth grew increasingly uncontrollable, rising higher and higher. His once handsome and dashing appearance, suppressed by the beef phallus, became twisted, humiliated, and desperate, yet strangely alluring and lewd, more tempting than the most charming woman, making one want to torment and defile him!

Liu Chang observed from the side, occasionally ordering everyone to slow down or speed up the flow of soup. In this long, drawn-out cycle of fast and slow, Qiao Yunfei gradually lost her already limited strength, completely relaxing and collapsing. Having finally managed to feed her the usual amount, Liu Chang touched Qiao Yunfei's increasingly plump abdomen, pressing it down to feel there was still room, and said, "Not enough, three more buckets!"

"Waaah—!" Upon hearing this absurd order, Qiao Yunfei couldn't help but whimper again, as if protesting, as if pleading. Liu Chang gently stroked her lower body, which had turned pinkish-white from the water, teasing her to slightly distract Ruofei from her pain: "If Your Highness is afraid of bursting, please experience this abdominal bloating. If you feel like you're about to burst, it means your future childbirth will be smooth."

Ruofei's sobs intensified, urgently shaking her head, indicating her helplessness. "Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. Once you get used to this water flow, you'll probably enjoy it every day! After I mix some dragon essence into it, it will slightly alleviate your pain. Your acupoint has been trained for a long time, so things like controlling the tubes shouldn't be difficult; it all depends on whether Your Majesty is willing... If Your Majesty cooperates well, I will untie your bonds so you can feel more comfortable. What do you think?"

Helpless, Consort Ruo could only open her sorrowful eyes wide and hurriedly nod. However, being untied was no easier than being tied up. Liu Chang ordered his men to turn Consort Ruo, who was lying face up, over before untying his bonds. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't order his men to turn him back over. The heavily pregnant man could only prop himself up on his trembling hands and knees to prevent his stomach from being pressed against the stone bed.

"Release the water!" With another command, a roaring torrent of water gushed forth. Consort Ruo felt as if she were about to be swept away and broken by the rushing water, swaying back and forth with the support of the surrounding eunuchs. Each time the water surged, her body would fall forward; and each time the water subsided slightly, her body would pull back in the opposite direction. Her groin was already erect, dangling and swaying with each forward and backward movement.

Suddenly, someone lifted her calf and pulled her back. "Ugh!" Consort Ruo let out a short scream, involuntarily collapsing onto the stone bed. "Your Highness, this position is more conducive to the hot water purging your acupoints, so please bear with it." The explanation from the side was useless. Qiao Yunfei felt as if he were a balloon being inflated to its limit, constantly expanding, and his groin and abdomen, under pressure, were on the verge of bursting!

"Waaah—!" Saliva and tears dripped continuously; her face went from flushed to pale, indistinguishable between sweat and tears. The enormous beef penis inside his mouth, soaked in warm saliva, continued to swell and grow longer, almost piercing him! The pain of being attacked from above and below, from all sides, made Qiao Yunfei only want to die; at this moment, he was willing to do anything humiliating or shameful!

The excruciating pain, bordering on fainting, tormented him, yet prevented him from completely losing his senses. On the verge of consciousness, he unconsciously managed to control his penis, clitoris, and anus, opening and closing to resist the relentless onslaught of water—but it was all in vain.

The water only ceased when his entire abdomen swelled to the point where he could barely lie flat on the stone bed. His enormous belly, like that of a woman in her tenth month of pregnancy, made him look like a comical figure placed on a sphere, his balance shifting with the ebb and flow of the water within him, sometimes head-heavy, sometimes with his feet flat on the ground and chest thrusting back and forth. The veins on his waist and sides were bulging, and even his toes were involuntarily tense from the pain. His penis, naturally reacting to the immense pressure and impact, stood erect, wanting to release, but was stopped by the closing silver needles.

Under immense throbbing pain, Qiao Yunfei almost foamed at the mouth. His large thigh muscles twitched and convulsed, yet the pain persisted until he was utterly exhausted and his body relaxed. Only then did Liu Chang order the others to release the soup. "Mmmmmm—" The soup slowly flowed out, and his blocked lips and tongue emitted wanton nasal sounds. During the long release, the man reached a dry climax.

31 Waterwheel Torture (Extreme Domination)

Day and night of expansion and extreme domination left the man increasingly weak and haggard, and increasingly panicked and terrified. In the daily torment, the female orifice was finally expanded to the extent approved by the imperial physicians. So Liu Chang tried inserting a large, dried beef sculpted penis into it, soaking it in warm water for half an hour; once the sculpted penis was thoroughly soaked and thickened, he forced Consort Ruofei to "give birth" to it.

However, having been a lamb to the slaughter on the bed for so long, he had long lost the wildness and strength of his former mountain self—no matter how the eunuchs pressed and squeezed, even though his orifice was stretched open, the extremely long and thick penis could not be "produced." With repeated pressing and force, the penis was squeezed out an inch with each breath, and then retracted with each pause. The back and forth movement was like thrusting into a woman's orifice. Moreover, to avoid pain, the penis had been coated with a special powder for Consort Ruofei's constitution beforehand, which naturally aroused the sensitivity and desire of her long-trained body. Thus, the man on the bed, surrounded by the eunuchs, was embarrassed and like a doll, aroused but even more limp and powerless.

To suppress his desire, Liu Chang ordered people to pour medicinal soup into his anus and rectum until his lower abdomen swelled up like a melon, before ordering people to press on his abdomen. The man, whose abdomen was about to burst, groaned under the pressure. He had already given up trying to exert any force, but was forced to thrash himself. As his penis rose high and he could not release his pent-up desire, he repeated the action of contracting his vaginal cavity, pushing and thrusting against the thick, long shaft as if masturbating…

“Ugh… um…” Heavy breathing continued. The man was increasingly tormented by the turmoil in his abdomen and the friction inside his vagina. The pain of not being able to release his desire made his face flush red, and he was almost suffocating.

This torment continued for half an hour. Seeing that he was becoming more and more powerless, Liu Chang had no choice but to give up with regret. When the silver needle in his penis and the silver plug in his anus were pulled out at the same time, a difficult roar echoed throughout the palace! “Ahhh—” As a huge amount of fluid gushed out, the huge thing inside his vagina was squeezed to its limit in an instant, half of its fierce body protruding out, and then retracted heavily into the vagina as it was exhausted, causing a heavy blow! In an instant, the man cried out, his penis stiff, and he lost control of his bladder and semen.

Seeing the cunning, enormous object about to be withdrawn, Liu Chang suddenly became energized. He ordered his men to have the exhausted Consort Ruo rest for half an hour, after which her lower body, still containing the enormous object, was opened again. This time, Liu Chang ordered his men to apply an aphrodisiac mixed with the antidote to Consort Ruo's sensitive areas, and then poured in a large amount of medicinal soup and pressed on her abdomen; however, this time he used white wax to seal the opening instead of a sturdy silver needle.

Her body, which could only see the emperor's face every nine days, was already unbearably empty, and with her dilated vulva now far larger than the size of the dragon's penis, she had not truly been satisfied for dozens of days. Thus, under the cruel and inescapable teasing, her body finally succumbed. The intense pleasure and emptiness made Consort Ruo even more cooperative and proactive than before, constantly dilating and contracting her vulva to seek friction. And the fleshy penis, which had been soaked for too long and had become even thicker, cooperated with his needs, moving in and out of her vagina like a living thing. "Ah...uh-ha..." Amidst the sounds of breathing and lewd splattering flesh, his penis swelled higher and higher, his legs also wanting to close and rub against each other in dissatisfaction. However, wave after wave of orgasm was about to arrive, but it was blocked and flowed back by the sealed exit! The inescapable pain made the man, who had completely lost his normal mind, demand more and more. "Uh, uh, uh, uh..." The intermittent moans became more and more urgent, and Ruofei even habitually trembled her body, as if this would make the huge penis thrust out more violently and enter more deeply. With several waves of orgasm flowing back and forth, the white wax at the glans gradually softened under the swelling and contraction of the penis. Finally, with a heavy press on the abdomen and a pinching and kneading of the clitoris, the surging torrent broke through the white wax, and the man was instantly released! At this moment, the huge penis also spurted out more than half of its head. Several eunuchs nearby reacted quickly and grabbed the penis and pulled it out! "Ah—" A sharp scream rang out, marking the end of the day's training with a grieving, unconscious state.

However, a real childbirth could not be conducted in this way. Not only would it cause excessive damage to the fetus, but the pregnant man carrying the dragon's child—who would dare to forcefully administer enemas or pinch and rub him? After much deliberation with the imperial physicians, Liu Chang, deep in thought, finally decided to implement special training to restore the strength of the woman in labor.

For the first ten days, most of the usual methods of discipline ceased. Each day, Consort Ruo, with a large jade dildo lodged in her lower body, was helped up by the eunuchs and forced to walk and even run in the courtyard. Although a cloth was wrapped tightly around her waist to prevent the dildo from slipping off, if the man wasn't careful, it would rub against her vagina, causing both defilement and pain. Therefore, she had to use all her strength to clench the dildo, each step trembling with fear.

Once Ruofei's strength had recovered considerably from rest, Liu Chang blindfolded her and led her to the renovated washroom, where he subjected her to the most extreme forms of torture.

Completely naked, without a single object, the man was forcibly bound and lifted onto a wooden platform. The black cloth obstructed his vision, making his body exceptionally sensitive. After enduring prolonged torture, Ruofei trembled uncontrollably at the unknown punishment. However, his pleas and threats of the past few days were futile. All he could do was suppress his suicidal thoughts and preserve his last shred of sanity—he couldn't go mad. If he went mad here, what would be the point of his forbearance and humiliation? Unconsciously, Qiao Yunfei bit his lower lip, forcing himself to await another round of torture.

A moment later, someone grabbed his thighs from both sides and lifted him wide, spreading his body out in a state of disarray. His dangling penis and testicles swayed back and forth as he leaned forward and backward. Countless tiny, downy, wet substances seemed to repeatedly glide over his genitals and nipples, raising goosebumps on every inch of his skin. The substance meticulously smeared his entire body until it was cool and slippery everywhere. A gentle breeze blew by, making him feel itchy and itchy all over.

Then, something was inserted into his clitoris and anus once again, a familiar sensation that made him want to laugh at himself! It wasn't too hard, but the object in his clitoris was as thick, long, and wide as ever, fitting perfectly at the entrance. After some rubbing and pushing, it was finally inserted. Immediately, he felt something cold sliding between his waist and abdomen. "Ah!" Two cold clamps gripped his nipples, causing the silver chains to rattle softly. A sharp, piercing pain shot through his nipple, drawing a trickle of blood. After a brief cry, as if to frighten him from biting off his tongue, a soft cork was inserted into his mouth and firmly bound behind his head.

"Ugh—!" Another sharp, stabbing pain suddenly shot through him, causing his legs to jerk violently—his sensitive clitoris had been pried open with two fingers, and a tiny, hooked silver needle, with a small, almost imperceptible hook, pierced the clitoris, causing a string of blood-red beads to drip down! The man, overwhelmed by this intense and extremely brief pain, instantly lost control of his bladder, and the muscles in his groin spasmed and cramped!

To help him adjust to the pain, those around him stopped, giving him time to catch his breath and recover. Once his breathing had calmed down a bit, a pair of hands gently touched his swollen breasts clamped in iron, kneading them, gradually diverting attention from his lower body and turning the stinging pain in both places into a dull numbness: "Ah...ah..."

Countless hands around him, seemingly out of nowhere, began to move in unison again. The sound of chains, whispered instructions, running water, and even the clattering of various objects, the rustling of clothes, and the light footsteps mingled together, making Ruofei even more disoriented. Only his own increasingly loud breathing could be heard: "Haa...haa..." Gradually drowning out everything else, he could neither discern nor anticipate any of the impending discipline—his half-erect crotch was tightly wrapped in something soft and lifted upwards; something hard was put over his legs, and then the people supporting him on both sides slowly and carefully lowered his legs. The chains jingled and clanged as she moved; her hands were also pulled upwards and hoisted up.

Once Ruofei was able to stand completely on her own, the people around her carefully withdrew, leaving only a few soaked cotton quilts draped over the waist-high stone walls around them, as a precaution against any potential danger. "Rise—!" With a high-pitched, long, and somewhat masculine eunuch's voice, Ruofei felt herself being lifted up in a state of inexplicable panic. Simultaneously, the silk bag covering her genitals gradually lifted and contracted, and the hook at her clitoris seemed to be hooked as well. Only when she raised her feet, using her forelegs and hands together, could she barely maintain her balance and avoid being torn apart!

"Release—! Rise—!" The drawn-out command was given twice in succession, and the man beside the waterwheel on the wooden platform suddenly jumped! "Waaaaah—" A terrible, muffled scream tore through the air. The man's feet, supported by wooden poles and footrests, could only rise and fall, one foot jumping up while the other helplessly lowered down! However, as he sank slightly, the hook on the small bead on the clitoris tightened, causing the small hairpin in the clitoral orifice and the silver chain on the female flesh to tighten and rotate! Thus, Ruofei had no choice but to repeatedly lift one foot, jump, lift the other foot, and jump again! However, this involuntary action caused the waterwheel connected to the foot pedal to turn, and a large amount of water rushed into the female orifice and anus with each stomp! Qiao Yunfei, groaning, couldn't care less about anything else, constantly moving his legs at near-maximum speed! The intense water flow washed over his internal organs, as if he could only maintain his suspended jumping posture with the strength of his hands; the chains on his nipples swayed with his jumps, creating additional strange sensations; with each jump and landing, the objects in his anus and clitoris seemed to move in and out with his movements, even being pushed deeper by the water flow; and the silver chain at the clitoris constantly twisted and loosened, perfectly matching the rotating silver hairpin at the clitoral orifice! His mature scrotum and penis, stimulated, rose erectly, yet with each thrust, they were forced to tighten by the tugging of the silk cloth, as if a pair of hands were constantly kneading, compressing, and releasing them!

"!!--" With the rushing water and the rhythmic stomping sounds, Ruofei choked silently, her lower abdomen bulging as if about to burst! The veins on her waist and abdomen bulged, and soon water began to flow continuously from her mouth and lower orifice! However, the precisely measured and raised rope locks did not allow him to stop; he could only keep raising one leg, repeatedly seeking temporary relief! In the repetition, Qiao Yunfei's body, long trained and coated with a large amount of aphrodisiac, began to flush and become aroused. With his movements, the thrusting wooden tube, the flowing water, the contracting and expanding of his penis and scrotum, and even the clitoris and nipples that itched from extreme pain, all became sources of his lust! The endless torment seemed to last a lifetime. Each time he nearly fainted, the tightening mechanism in his lower body reminded him to lift his leg and continue: "Ugh...ugh...ugh—!"

Suddenly, several heavy impacts shattered the cage: "Stop—!" The newcomer arrived with the force of thunder and the cool breeze from outside, still panting and trembling. The servants in the room immediately knelt down, trembling, but Emperor Xi ignored them all. He leaped onto the wooden platform and grabbed the still-throbbing man! Qiao Yunfei slumped in his arms, his breath weak, his body still trembling and shivering slightly. Beneath the black silk cloth, a few tears mingled with cold sweat, slowly sliding down his cheeks.

Emperor Xi trembled as he slowly untied the black cloth, staring for a long time into the lifeless, desperate eyes. "Slap!" In an instant, Emperor Xi slapped himself hard across the face. "I was wrong! If I don't want to have children, I don't want any!" The frail man leaning against his chest slowly closed his eyes, and another string of pearl-like tears fell.

Emperor Xi carefully removed the shackles and chains from the man's body, and when removing the small needle from the stamen, he didn't examine it carefully and failed to notice the menacing hook! After hurriedly finishing, the Emperor summoned the imperial physicians and personally stayed by his side. Only when Qiao Yunfei finally fell asleep did he regain his composure and deal with the situation. The eunuchs nearby were already terrified, and Eunuch Liu Chang was trembling like a leaf. However, Emperor Xi's delay in arranging Qiao Yunfei's affairs gave him a chance to recover. Now, seeing the Emperor's sharp gaze sweep over him like a cold wind, Liu Chang took the initiative to apologize and offered himself a chance to exonerate himself. The cunning old eunuch kowtowed repeatedly until blood splattered everywhere. His usually sharp eyes were now dim and teary, and he resembled a loyal but foolish old dog: "This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die! This servant would die ten thousand times over! This servant deserves to die!"

Emperor Xi, whose sleeve was still being held by the restless Qiao Yunfei in his unconscious state, scolded him in a low, displeased voice: "Shut up!" Liu Chang immediately shut his mouth like a gourd with its mouth sawed off, kneeling timidly and pitifully in a corner, as if even his breath had stopped.

When he woke up the next morning, the emperor, whose mood had improved considerably because of Qiao Yunfei's comforting presence the night before, naturally calmed down. The instigator had, in a way, played the role of redeemer and comforter, which was undoubtedly a crack created by the strangeness and vulnerability of the human heart. However, for Qiao Yunfei, who had nowhere to escape and no other choice, no matter what he thought or reasoned with when he was clear-headed, in the midst of nightmares, in endless dreams, and in the memories that returned to his soul, the pervasive ambergris incense, the powerful and irresistible familiar masculine scent, and the broad, warm, and sturdy chest were his only reliance.

Emperor Xi knew in his heart that his neglect and his obsession with having a son were the main culprits, and as a servant, Liu Chang was nothing more than a loyal dog! Besides, this dog had served him well in the past, and the punishment was without justification, so he would be spared for now! By some strange twist of fate, Liu Chang escaped death, only suffering a hundred or so heavy blows—naturally, there was a prior bribe that helped him to have his skin torn but his bones unharmed.

By a twist of fate, just after Emperor Xi had completely given up on the idea of having Qiao Yunfei's child, the imperial physicians, through continuous treatment and diagnosis, reached a completely opposite conclusion: Consort Ruo's uterine buds had expanded to their fullest extent, and the birth of her child should be safe.

32 A Blend of Love and Hate

On the 23rd day of the sixth month of the thirteenth year of Yongchang

, after these various incidents, Consort Ruo became the most favored concubine in the harem, unprecedented even in the history of several dynasties, almost inseparable from the emperor. Once separated from her only "protector," she became like a frightened bird, seemingly insane, surrounded by numerous servants. She refused to eat, drink, feel joy, or be happy, madly rejecting anyone's approach or speech, especially the sharp, piercing voices of the eunuchs. Away from Emperor Xi, she neither dressed, spoke, walked, nor slept. Even when utterly exhausted, she could not find a peaceful sleep, her whole being like a demon, crying and struggling in nightmares.

This utterly incomprehensible dependence showed no abnormality whatsoever to the aloof emperor, who was oblivious to love and affection and unable to fathom the feelings of others. While deeply worried about Qiao Yunfei's seemingly mad behavior over the past few weeks, he was also secretly overjoyed. The emperor, whose dictionary contained no concept of compromise, extended his affection to Qiao Yunfei, indulging and permissively to all of Qiao Yunfei's reactions—no "master" or "servant" in the harem was worth Qiao Yunfei's grievances. In the turmoil following the Dragon Boat Festival, if one were to say that Qiao Yunfei suffered greatly, it would be more accurate to say that the heavy shell of the emperor's heart was breached by everything Qiao Yunfei had experienced, instantly revealing its most vulnerable side to this person he had never felt such tenderness for before.

Every day, whether rising, sitting, or lying down, handling documents or busy with official duties, the emperor kept his favorite concubine by his side, showering her with meticulous care. He personally attended to everything concerning Qiao Yunfei, from meals to changing clothes. Soon, the Hehuan Palace became a combination of a favored palace and a cold palace—warm on the outside, cold on the inside. Surrounded by the heavy guard of servants locked deep within the Forbidden City, Consort Ruo's residence was unusually quiet, revealing a comical, restrained yet free atmosphere.

"Yunfei, be good, eat this bowl of porridge..."

In the dim morning light, the emperor, having finished his morning court session, persistently tried to coax his favorite concubine into having another bowl of porridge, like coaxing a child. Little did he know that Qiao Yunfei, long accustomed to being fed thin porridge and medicinal soup day and night, deeply loathed it; moreover, with her manhood always adorned with hairpins, she absolutely refused to drink it now.

He frowned slightly, turned his head away, and his face flushed: "I can't drink!" Ironically, after his initial remorse, Emperor Xi found it increasingly difficult to force him. Seeing his spoiled appearance, his heart softened: "Fine... if you won't drink, then don't. Summon someone! Bring up some more food!"

Perhaps it was the long period of solitude between them, and Emperor Xi's meticulous service, that had allowed Qiao Yunfei to relax somewhat. In this private space, isolated from others, Emperor Xi no longer seemed like an emperor, but rather like an ordinary person whose joys and sorrows were both enigmatic and easily predictable. And Qiao Yunfei gradually understood that, in trivial matters, disobeying the emperor wasn't such a terrifying thing. Every day, he would wake up screaming from nightmares, and this man would be there beside him, his face covered in cold sweat, his hand gripping his unconsciously clenched hand as if he were experiencing the same pain. In his moments of restlessness and anxiety, this man would offer endless comfort and support. In the end, this man himself would suffer from sleepless nights, enduring the nights in vain.

Thus, Qiao Yunfei, as if grasping a mysterious measure, gradually became more at ease within that bounds. Whether it was overturning anything he didn't want to see, or biting the man who tried to comfort him, whether it was boldly sleeping in the imperial study, or casually flipping through memorials, from his initial madness to his current minor antics, Qiao Yunfei was gradually becoming normal again.

Even occasionally, when Emperor Xi, unable to sleep through the night, would doze in the imperial study, and the bored Qiao Yunfei would casually flip through the memorials and write a few lines, the awakened emperor wouldn't blame him. Perhaps unaware of any danger of his power being interfered with or manipulated, the man merely smiled and corrected Yunfei's slightly absurd and somewhat endearing imperial edicts, carefully explaining to him the ways of the emperor and the principles of employing people. This was quite entertaining for Qiao Yunfei, who had grown up in a remote and impoverished area and trained in the upright military camp, and used it as a form of amusement: "These military officers, regardless of their past merits or hardships, are now unusable due to their joint petition. Yunfei, think about it: if I were to go easy on them this time, who wouldn't be able to jointly petition and threaten me with their meager influence? Of course, Wang Mufei has instigated unrest among the military men; his incompetence and dereliction of duty mean he cannot be let off lightly. But now, I cannot kill him. Killing him would appease the petitioners, which would be undesirable. This time, I will suspend him from his duties for investigation. As for those officers who jointly caused trouble, their disloyalty, injustice, lack of conscience, and disloyalty to the emperor will be recorded in my memory after this incident, and I will deal with them slowly in the future..."

"Speaking of which, Yunfei, your handwriting is actually quite presentable. Hmm—but this stroke lacks composure, appearing slightly frivolous…and the following characters—well, not so much."

"Just showing off my limited skills…I disliked studying from a young age, preferring swordsmanship; these few characters were only learned through my father's whip and ruler, forcing me to practice each one…but I didn't practice for more than a few years before secretly running away from home to join the army…"

"Yunfei, how about I teach you calligraphy…" With an enthusiastic suggestion, the man approached like a clingy cat, his innocence like that of a young boy meeting his dream lover for the first time, gently planting a kiss on his temple.

Yes, since rescuing Qiao Yunfei from that day's punishment, Emperor Xi seemed to be experiencing the first stirrings of love, unsure how to proceed. At first, it was only because of Qiao Yunfei's nightly nightmares and moans that he couldn't bring himself to do it, his mind filled with anxiety. But as time went on, whenever he tried to shamelessly beg for pleasure, Qiao Yunfei's dark, deep eyes would look at him, empty, dark, yet seemingly containing endless unspoken words. The guilt in his heart would even bring a wave of fear—fear of being rejected by the person who had inexplicably occupied his heart. And so, as if possessed, Xi Di abstained.

Conversely, it was Qiao Yunfei's body, long empty and yearning day and night, that remained calm and indifferent, disregarding the will of every inch of his skin and every orifice. He ignored Xi Di's shy and guilty hints, turning a deaf ear to everything. Only when he couldn't sleep did he slightly open his misty eyes, staring blankly until a burning desire had fully subsided.

33. Chengde,

the Summer Palace: The Chengde Mountain Resort, once the summer palace of emperors throughout history, is only four hundred li from the capital. Over hundreds of years, the resort has been developed into a magnificent complex of imperial palaces, royal gardens, and temples, serving as both a tranquil retreat and a scenic escape from the summer heat, allowing the emperor to conduct state affairs without interruption. Compared to the oppressive and imposing imperial palace, the resort is simple and elegant, full of rustic charm, capturing the essence of natural landscapes and incorporating the beauty of both southern and northern China. Surrounded by resplendent temples, it is an ideal place for relaxation and rejuvenation.

Before July, when the summer heat had not yet arrived, Emperor Xi, before his ministers and concubines, went to the Mountain Resort. Qiao Yunfei, who was gradually recovering, remained depressed, so the emperor secretly took him to this secluded garden to soothe his spirits.

Normally, Emperor Xi would reside in the main palace to handle state affairs and receive visiting officials. However, under Emperor Xi's expectant gaze, Qiao Yunfei casually glanced at the long scroll-like painting, then pointed to "Ten Thousand Pines in the Wind," thus separating himself from Emperor Xi. Emperor Xi had only intended for him to see the layout of the manor, but he hadn't expected this turn of events, and he deeply regretted it. However, Qiao Yunfei rarely made any requests, and Emperor Xi, who rarely granted his request, could only reluctantly let him have some peace and quiet.

Over this period, Emperor Xi gradually realized that although Qiao Yunfei wouldn't reject any of his advances despite so much repeated "training," he still never initiated anything or showed any joy. After all, he was the Son of Heaven, above all others, and he didn't want to force him, adding insult to injury after witnessing his humiliation and torment. He also harbored a secret resentment, and while he showered Qiao Yunfei with affection and care, he also anxiously awaited for Qiao Yunfei to be moved by him and take the initiative to make advances.

The Emperor, still recovering from his serious injuries and burdened by the mutiny and petitions in the southwestern army, had to spend several hours each day meeting with his ministers, calming the situation, and handling state affairs. This benefited Qiao Yunfei, who, being the sole ruler of the "Ten Thousand Pines in the Valleys," easily dismissed his attendants and strolled alone through the ancient and elegant palace complex with his blueprints, finding considerable peace and freedom.

Emperor Xi, however, was uneasy and arranged for shadow guards to secretly follow and protect her. Every evening at dusk, the guards would change shifts and report to him on Consort Ruo's activities for the day. Whether practicing swordsmanship, reading, taking a walk, or napping among the bushes, she hadn't left or entered the palace that day, even refusing to eat. Upon hearing the report, Emperor Xi felt uneasy and immediately rushed to the "Ten Thousand Pines in the Valleys.

" "Creak—" The door opened, and the hazy shadow on the bed stirred only for a moment before quietly lying down again.

"Yunfei, Yunfei..." Li Xi asked quietly, "Why didn't you go out today? Didn't you eat? Are you sick?" He reached out to pull Yunfei closer, but was firmly refused. Emperor Xi, fearful, dared not reach under the covers, only checking the temperature of Yunfei's forehead as he turned away; it was slightly warm.

"Could it be a cold? Summon the imperial physician—" Before he could finish, the man turned around with a hint of annoyance, extending a slightly warm hand to block his call: "No—"

Emperor Xi was slightly startled, taking the hand in his, tracing its slender shape; his arm was also covered in sweat. "How can you hide your illness from the doctor? Yunfei, you should let the imperial physician see you."

The man withdrew his arm as if electrocuted, leaving Emperor Xi bewildered, still shaking his head, his face flushed: "No—I'll be fine in a moment."

Finally, driven to desperation by his awkward rejection, Emperor Xi grabbed the slightly heavier man and was about to summon someone. However, the man before him seemed to know his intentions, letting out a soft moan as his burning lips enveloped the man's, silencing his impending summons.

The long-awaited moist breath filled the air, the lips burning as they desperately sucked, while the smooth tongue explored at the same time, stirring up a pool of spring water and disrupting Emperor Xi's rhythm and senses. The two intertwined in rapid breaths, soon their robes were disheveled, as if they were about to merge into one. It turned out

that Qiao Yunfei had not been with anyone for several days, and now he was covered in sweat and aroused, finding it increasingly difficult to sit, lie down, or walk. He had been holding back, enduring a whole day of pent-up desire in bed. When Emperor Xi came and insisted on summoning the imperial physician, Qiao Yunfei was both ashamed and angry, knowing that he could not continue in his current state, so he had no choice but to take the initiative to seek pleasure.

The moment he threw himself into his arms, Emperor Xi felt his heart throb with joy, like a tiger starved for days, or a young man experiencing his first love. He breathed heavily, trembling with fear of hurting the man before him again. Emperor Xi was restrained, but Qiao Yunfei's empty passage couldn't wait that long. His clamoring member was already high in the sky, his legs tightly wrapped around the man's waist, eagerly sitting down on the raging dragon root.

"Ah!" they both cried out at the same time. With a soft "plop," the member entered the flower bud already brimming with lustful fluid, and immediately felt a strong suction force surge up. They both began to move powerfully like animals in heat. Before long, the excessive pressure caused Emperor Xi to collapse step by step and ejaculate rapidly; while Qiao Yunfei, still not satisfied, swallowed all the semen with each contraction of his anus, trembling and moaning.

As if gripped painfully by the tightness of the anus, his limp penis slipped out, only to be immediately rubbed by the opening and closing of the seemingly alive anus, gradually regaining its vigor. Emperor Xi, lost in his own desire, thrust into the anus, seemingly sensing the dissatisfaction of the person before him, pushing him down onto the bed, reaching out to play with the anus with his fingers, while his other hand's fingers also entered the slightly wider anus, moving in and out simultaneously with his penis, creating even more friction.

"Ah...ah..." Qiao Yunfei finally groaned, aroused. Emperor Xi, knowing he was overcome with desire, turned him over in the thrusting position, carrying him like a child towards the wooden table in the hall. Qiao Yunfei moaned repeatedly from the impact of their movement. Reaching the jade basin on the wooden table, usually used for holding fruits and vegetables, Emperor Xi hurriedly sat on the slightly cool chair, removed the silver needle from the tip of Qiao Yunfei's penis, and picked up the jade basin to catch the gushing liquid.

Once the penis was released, urine gushed out incessantly. Qiao Yunfei's two orifices contracted rapidly, as if experiencing an extended orgasm. The penis trapped in the fore-end couldn't withstand the intense stimulation and immediately surrendered. If Qiao Yunfei knew that this intercourse would lead to his endless suffering, he probably would have jumped up and pulled his penis away from the fore-end. However, he couldn't know that a large amount of semen was continuously spraying into his abdomen like a torrent. In the simultaneous orgasm, both of them felt completely relaxed, and the stalemate of not having physical contact for several days was instantly resolved...

34 The escape from the Forbidden Palace

Perhaps it was the relaxation of the past few days that had eased his mind, or perhaps it was the feeling of excitement that had softened his guard. When Emperor Xi heard the news, he still couldn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, when I went to relieve you, I found Consort Ruo's chambers empty, and she was nowhere to be found!"

"Consort Ruo hasn't left her room since this morning. I've been keeping watch outside and haven't seen anything unusual!"

When he finally realized what had happened, his immense shock and anger caused him to instantly overturn all the precious items on the dragon table! He hadn't expected that person to still try to escape. Didn't he care about his parents? Had he not treated him well enough? Thinking this, Emperor Xi's anger subsided, replaced by a sorrow tinged with guilt.

He hurriedly and silently rushed towards Wanhe Songfeng; however, the empty chambers remained, but the person was gone. He had never known that the harem could be so silent, so empty, as if he were the only one left. A heavy sense of loss made his chest ache. After all, the person he had entrusted his heart to caring for had now vanished!

Five hours had passed, and he could neither guess when Qiao Yunfei had escaped nor know his escape route or method. The layout of the mountain resort, complete with a map of secret passages, was given to Yunfei for his amusement and exploration. However, after the incident, the Shadow Guards, for safety's sake, conducted a thorough search of the area around the palace beforehand, which took an extra considerable amount of time. Emperor Xi hurriedly ordered a search of the entire Summer Palace and even Chengde, and strictly forbade anyone from entering or leaving.

Endless waiting and agonizing emptiness, Emperor Xi sat alone in the desolate Wanhe Songfeng Palace, muttering to himself. "I was wrong... I was wrong... I will never treat you like that again..." Regret pierced his heart like needles. At first, it was merely a desire for conquest at play. But after spending a long time with that stubborn yet forbearing man, the three thousand beauties of the harem were nothing but fleeting clouds, all of them similar. Instead, this unique, unattainable person, who shared his military experiences and topics of conversation, became the first to stir his heartstrings. However, what had happened could not be undone. Since rescuing Yunfei from the torment that day, Emperor Xi, anxious and awkwardly trying to please him, seemed to know in his heart, but refused to admit it. He hoped that daily care, pampering, and indulgence would move him, making him, who already belonged to him to a certain extent, never leave. However, he still left...

After a sleepless night, the exhausted and disheartened emperor seemed to have reached his physical limit. After thinking all night, his mind was finally blank. He didn't know to rest, eat, or change his clothes. He just stared blankly, waiting for wave after wave of people to come and go, only to be disappointed. It was as if he was waiting for Qiao Yunfei to suddenly appear from somewhere, giving him a reserved, soft smile... Looking back now, every act of submission was mixed with a man's humiliation and hatred... Yet he was completely oblivious, letting that person suffer and struggle to survive... "Ah—!" Like a wounded beast, a roar pierced the sky.

On the other hand, the people at the manor were sweating profusely, conducting a thorough search, completely unaware that four hours earlier, a man dressed as a guard had slipped away from Chengde under the cover of darkness. He clutched the broken half of the palace exit token tightly in his hand, making it appear as if he were holding a whole token. The palace guards casually nodded and let him pass, but inwardly, they found the guard unbelievably handsome and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, thus memorizing his appearance vividly. However, the one who had gone missing from the palace was "Consort Ruo," and the questioners were vague. Who could have imagined that the fair-skinned, tall, and handsome man was the consort from the inner palace?

In fact, several months ago, Qiao Yunfei had begun to plan meticulously, and it was this single, faint hope that had sustained him until today. His obedience and dependence on the emperor were merely a necessary act of harassment, unexpectedly, this unintentional act seemed to have genuinely awakened Emperor Xi's affection and care for him.

However, no matter how devoted Emperor Xi was, Qiao Yunfei could not possibly empathize or put himself in the Emperor's shoes. Back when Yan Ci entered the palace for an audience, Qiao Yunfei, filled with remorse, repeatedly wrote the three characters "Zhou Chengxiao" on the table with wine. His father, having taught him calligraphy for years, naturally recognized the characters easily. The two elders were deeply troubled by this unbelievable secret, yet they forced themselves to remain calm for the sake of their only son, whom they had worried about for so many years. They knew their son was resilient, stubborn, and had a high sense of self-respect; how could he possibly accept becoming a concubine? Perhaps with an underlying hint in their hearts, Qiao's father remained composed, coldly replying, "Let nature take its course," when he heard Qiao Yunfei's words about "mutual affection." Qiao's mother, however, could not feign remorse and could only suppress her bitterness, gently stroking Yunfei's cheek in comfort.

After leaving the palace and returning home, the two elders hesitated repeatedly. Although the emperor's favor is as great as the heavens, Qiao's father, after decades in officialdom, had long since become indifferent to fame and fortune. He considered it a blessing to be able to serve the people even slightly, or to live a secluded life in the countryside. If he couldn't serve the people, he could retreat and cultivate himself. As for the emperor who could take a soldier as a concubine… he dared not rebel. The two elders dared not investigate further, but out of love for their son, they still sought out his former military commander, Zhou Chengxiao, and told him everything.

Zhou Chengxiao, a former military captain, had always served by Huang Xi's side. Initially, he was unaware of Emperor Xi's true identity, but over time, as a close confidant, he gradually realized the newcomer was no ordinary person. He repeatedly advised Qiao Yunfei against his rebellious nature and public confrontation. At that time, as an observer, he saw things most clearly: Qiao Yunfei was highly talented and insightful, often stubbornly adhering to his convictions; having experienced the orders of several incompetent generals, and possessing a good reputation in the army, he had become somewhat arrogant and overtly assertive. Huang Xi, who later became Emperor Li Xi, although knowing little about military affairs, was studious and inquisitive, and also thoughtful and thorough. These two were a perfect match—one upholding righteousness, the other employing unconventional tactics; one a general, the other a vanguard. If they could cooperate peacefully, it would be a great blessing. Unfortunately, Emperor Xi was neither willing nor inclined to reveal the entire situation to Qiao Yunfei. Qiao Yunfei, initially impressed by Emperor Xi's ignorance and reticence, had a very poor impression of him. Both were arrogant and sharp-tongued, and their clashes were always fraught with danger. It wasn't

until the Battle of Yanjun was nearing victory that Zhou Chengxiao learned Emperor Xi's true identity. However, the deep-seated grudge between Emperor Xi and Qiao Yunfei was like a knot that couldn't be untied, leaving him constantly anxious and unsure of what to do. He couldn't reason with Qiao Yunfei; and he dared not mention it to Emperor Xi, only hoping that after the war, the wise and enlightened emperor would spare Qiao Yunfei, a mere captain, out of consideration for his years of hard work and merit.

Subsequently, Qiao Yunfei's imprisonment and escort back to the capital were all handled by this emperor's "confidant." However, upon returning to the capital, instead of being taken to the prison, he was taken straight to the Forbidden City!

Still harboring doubts and unease, Zhou Chengxiao was bound by the emperor's decree, especially with dozens of imperial attendants surrounding him—they were not mere decorations. He could only hand over the unconscious Qiao Yunfei, turning back again and again, reluctant yet helpless

, before leaving. Until the grand ceremony of becoming a concubine, when the imperial edict was issued, many of his colleagues in the army treated it as a harmless joke, feeling they had benefited and celebrating. Only he remained, the name "Qiao" lingering in his mind

, filled with both doubt and unease. How could a man be made a concubine? At the ceremonial banquet, amidst the clinking of glasses, he could only shake his head, banishing the absurd speculation from his mind. When Zhou Chengxiao learned the truth, he was filled with worry and unbearable guilt—unwittingly, he had become an accomplice in harming his former colleague and friend! Imperial grace was paramount, and imperial decrees were difficult to disobey, yet his conscience compelled him to continue secretly arranging the operation, solely to give Qiao Yunfei a chance to escape. The generous rewards bestowed upon the Qiao family elders by Emperor Xi proved invaluable at this crucial moment. With money, one can go anywhere, and things proceeded with unbelievable ease behind the scenes. 03-06

35 Like a bird startled

into flight, once Qiao Yunfei had gained some freedom, he used the secret passage Emperor Xi had given him to slip out of the palace, using the half-strike token to smuggle himself out and personally meet with Zhou Chengxiao. Qiao Yunfei naturally wouldn't dwell on the humiliation he suffered in the palace, but his transformation over the past six months was so blatant that even without asking, people would secretly speculate.

Not only had he grown increasingly thin and tall, but his unsteady gait revealed his muscle weakness; his once tanned skin had now transformed into a pale, jade-white, luminous pearl, smooth to the touch. Once trained, the twins' bodies, one male and one female, experienced a balance of yin and yang within them. Their already light stubble almost completely disappeared, leaving them with fair skin, a tall and handsome figure, resembling the ideal man of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Qiao Yunfei didn't say much; the two had a deep friendship and mutual respect in the army. He only insisted that Zhou Chengxiao arrange an escape route for him and Yan Ci—he had no other choice.

Zhou Chengxiao hesitated several times, but ultimately suppressed his many questions and diligently followed Yunfei's instructions: after all, this was the emperor's secret, how could a mere officer like him dare to inquire? So be it; even death for this act of disobedience was better than living with constant guilt and unease. Zhou Chengxiao only knew one side of the story. He thought Emperor Xi was merely imprisoning Qiao Yunfei in the palace to humiliate and torture him, completely unaware that Qiao Yunfei, now known as "Consort Ruo," had become a precious treasure in the emperor's heart. Helping him escape was certainly a capital offense, but once the truth came out, his wife, children, and extended family would likely also be doomed!

Meanwhile, after sneaking out of the Summer Palace, Qiao Yunfei immediately met with his spies waiting in Chengde. He then changed into ordinary clothes, stuffing himself with various cotton fabrics to conceal his identity. At first glance, he appeared to be a slightly tall and strong ordinary northern man, having slipped out of Chengde before the ban was issued. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Thinking that he would soon escape his cage and regain his freedom, Qiao Yunfei was filled with excitement, wishing he could fly like a bird to Luanping immediately to reunite with his parents who had already fled there.

Meanwhile, for two days after Qiao Yunfei's escape, Emperor Li Xi had barely slept, feeling utterly drained and often sitting in a daze. Finally, after waiting for two days and two nights, he collapsed while handling state affairs, his illness rapidly spreading. Not to mention the anxiety and worry of those around him, and the unease of those in the know, even his most trusted female officials, Ning Xin and the chief steward Ping Zheng, dared not utter a word about it. If they did, the still-bedridden emperor would cough incessantly, smash cups and bottles, and shoo them away.

The initial anger and astonishment quickly subsided, and the young emperor began to feel pain and desolation. Like a sparrow escaped from its confines, the palace suddenly felt much emptier. For months, he had been yearning for something, only to have a piece of it ripped away in an instant. Though naive and inflated by years of victories and successes, Emperor Xi was ultimately astute. After days of repeated reflection, he understood that the previous flattery, the seemingly harmonious relationship, and the wanton indulgence were nothing but a deception masking his hatred.

For ten days straight, there was no news of Qiao Yunfei whatsoever. Meanwhile, the secret orders for his movement and arrest, issued directly from the palace, were being rapidly relayed to the surrounding counties. These orders, however, did not originate from Emperor Xi. The emperor's ailment stemmed from his own heart, incurable, and thus came like a tiger and disappeared like silk being pulled from a cocoon. Coupled with his own embarrassment, he inquired even less about the pursuit. The Shadow Guard was composed entirely of elites, and the eunuchs also wielded considerable private power. Naturally, they treated the matter with utmost care and diligence; the secret orders were passed down through the ranks, their contents becoming increasingly sparse, seemingly hopeless.

Li Xi, suffering from illness, was filled with resentment and anger, even overshadowing any regret or guilt he might have felt! No matter what, the man must be captured! As he secretly resolved this, he couldn't help but recall their rare encounters in the army…

During his first audience with the soldiers, only one refined man stood out—tall, handsome, and elegant—among a group of rough, burly men. That was none other than the Flying Cavalry Captain, Qiao Yunfei. However, the soldiers were notoriously unruly, and the frequent changes in command within a few short years had further distorted their morale. Now, seeing another young, inexperienced general arrive, their expressions varied. Qiao Yunfei stood amidst the ranks of soldiers, seemingly nonchalant yet serene, as if listening yet not listening, detached from the world. Even the noisy ranks around him seemed to quiet down. Immediately, people took notice of him. Later that

night, as the soldiers sat scattered and drank together, Emperor Xi, taking advantage of his drunkenness, secretly surveyed them under the cover of darkness. It was still the Flying Cavalry Captain; the man sat alone to one side, occasionally smiling slightly at the laughter of the others. His slender, scholarly fingers held a wine cup, sipping it with refined elegance, savoring each drop. One couldn't help but feel that even the cheap wine in the army became exquisite in his cup… Involuntarily, Emperor Xi approached him and struck up a conversation. In the army, status didn't matter, and they had a pleasant chat that night… When did the constant arguing, suppression, and rebellion begin? He couldn't remember the reason, couldn't figure out the entanglement…

but it had taken to heart, and he was now more careful. He was rarely transferred out of his unit, yet this repeatedly sparked disputes. His disobedience and open defiance of orders left Emperor Xi unable to articulate his reasons, and at that time, he himself was unaware of his own motives. Looking back now, perhaps that man hoped he would be at the forefront, fighting and achieving merit?

He remembered the man's sly smile, a mixture of pride and mischief, when he presented his military strategies and schemes, a smile that resonated with all who attended… He remembered the chance encounter, the man's melancholy and sorrow as he delivered a letter home, prompting him to approach him abruptly and inquire about his family situation, only to be misinterpreted as interrogation and interference, leading to an unpleasant end… He remembered the night of the victory celebration, when someone dragged out a fair-skinned young prisoner and pounced on him in public, his face filled with astonishment and loss of composure. It was then, as if in a mischievous mood, that he wanted to see him lose his composure and become even more panicked…

The more he recalled, the colder the young emperor's heart grew. From the army to the palace, from their first meeting to their intimacy, his submission—it was clear that love had already taken root; it was clear that the man already hated him, and this escape would be a one-way trip! His heart felt hollow. Although he resumed his daily routine, he didn't know what to do when he was alone at night. He had no heart to appreciate the scenery, no heart to read, no heart to do anything... He could only practice writing like a puppet, but what he wrote was always the same word: "Fly!"

When his anger completely subsided, Li Xi realized that hidden within his manipulation and conquest was his first stirrings of love and affection. Possessiveness and the emotions he had poured out clashed repeatedly, unable to determine the winner; so, Emperor Xi became increasingly silent in his dilemma, no longer uttering a word about the pursuit, until several days later, when he finally ordered a complete withdrawal of the pursuit.

36 Walking into the Trap

July 27th, Yongchang Thirteenth Year

It can be said that Qiao Yunfei and his group were quite dangerous. Firstly, each village was a self-contained estate and clan, with little contact with outsiders; secondly, the road was desolate and easy to be discovered. The coincidence lay in the slight difference between the pursuers and the fugitives at every step. As the distance closed, the pursuing team suddenly vanished, and the checkpoints showed no signs of delay.

It wasn't until several dozen days later that Qiao Yunfei received belated news from Zhou Chengxiao: the palace seemed to have withdrawn the pursuit order! Qiao's parents breathed a sigh of relief, but Qiao Yunfei was filled with worry. The experiences of the past six months made him wonder: how could Emperor Xi have let go so easily? Recalling the man's astonishing possessiveness and control, and the countless oaths he had been forced to make, Qiao Yunfei couldn't believe it, yet he had no choice but to accept it. Day and night,

he pondered deeply, trying to trace the source, and Qiao Yunfei became increasingly uneasy. Therefore, he instructed his parents to go ahead, while he himself would stay and investigate, firstly to guard against any traps, and secondly to avoid implicating Yan Ci in any danger.

Then one night, the nightmare returned, and Qiao Yunfei awoke with a start, remembering the endless array of various medicinal soups in his dream, and a chill ran down his spine: those two cups of imperial wine! The two cups of wine bestowed by the Emperor, which he was forced to drink, were the very wine his parents had consumed!

His long-standing ill-fated relationship forced him to assume the worst of his pursuers' intentions. Now, he had to sneak in and find out the Emperor's true purpose!

Meanwhile, Emperor Xi, lost in endless longing and despair, idly flipped through old memorials he and Yunfei had worked on together; the more he read, the more horrified he became: many memorials had been secretly altered without his knowledge, and many of the annotations imitating his handwriting were recent! Recalling the days of their passionate love, when he had personally held Yunfei's hand as he practiced writing, Emperor Xi felt a piercing pain and anger stabbing into his heart.

If Emperor Xi still retained any habit, it was sitting quietly amidst the pine trees and winds of the empty, desolate Chengde Mountain Villa. He still dismissed his servants, sometimes lost in thought, sometimes talking to himself. A quick calculation revealed that the man had been gone for nearly a month, surely far away, never to return…

In his hazy, drunken state, he seemed to see the man approaching calmly, silently gazing at his intoxicated state; suddenly, a flash of cold light, and a dagger was pressed against his neck!

“Yunfei, Yunfei, you’re back… have you come back to kill me?” Emperor Xi pleaded desperately, his voice laced with a heart-wrenching urge, reaching out to touch the phantom.

The man smiled faintly, a dreamlike, beautiful smile, yet strangely mocking. He deftly dodged the man’s outstretched hand, the dagger still only inches from his neck.

“Yunfei… you’ve deceived me so cruelly… don’t go, don’t go…” Emperor Xi murmured, but suddenly felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest!

"Ugh—" He spat out a mouthful of blood, finally fully waking up: "You're back!" As if in disbelief, he looked down and saw the dagger embedded in his old shoulder wound, yet it was pulled out without hesitation, dripping a few drops of red pearl, before flashing back to his neck! "

Speak—was there poison in the wine given to my parents? Hand over the antidote!" Qiao Yunfei seemed to know the extreme danger of this action and did not want to say more.

"Wine? Wine? Wine—!" Emperor Xi suddenly realized, "Hahahaha! Hahaha! Li Xi, Li Xi, you are truly a fool!" A mouthful of blood also spurted out with his laughter, which seemed both relieved and painful.

The dagger went in a little further, and a cut appeared on the skin, with blood slowly flowing down, seemingly scalding hot; this only made the cold glint of the dagger, penetrating flesh and near the throat, appear sharp and icy to the bone.

Emperor Xi's maniacal laughter startled those outside. Pingzheng, the chief eunuch who had always been concerned for the emperor's health, immediately pushed open the door and peeked in. "Ah—! Catch the assassin!"

Qiao Yunfei was startled and momentarily stunned. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Emperor Xi grabbed the dagger with his bare hand without hesitation, letting the blood drip down and gradually stain his arm. He laughed, "You actually wanted to kill me. You hate me so much! You've deceived me so cruelly!"

Qiao Yunfei tried to pull the dagger out, but the man held on tightly, completely disregarding the severed finger! Seeing several imperial guards rushing in from outside the palace, Qiao Yunfei had no choice but to let go and retreat, trying to escape through the secret passage of the manor.

However, one fist is no match for four hands; before long, he was being pushed and bound by the crowd!

Emperor Xi watched his every move intently. Only when he saw Qiao Yunfei pinned down and powerless to resist did Emperor Xi, seemingly oblivious to the pain, drop the dagger with a clang, as if it had fallen into Qiao Yunfei's heart!

Under the cover of night, amidst the pine forests and the bright lights, Emperor Xi's painful coughing seemed to echo even from afar. In the shadows outside the palace walls, a bag of glittering gold was passed between two people, and a low, sharp voice, barely suppressed, could be heard saying, "This servant thanks Your Majesty..."

Author's Note:

This story focuses on training, so... the male lead is a bit of a jerk, and any abuse of the male lead is unlikely in the short term, or if it does, it will be very brief.

37 A Twist of Frustration (

Inside the quiet palace, the lights shone brightly; several accompanying imperial physicians, female officials, and eunuchs bustled about in an orderly fashion, finally retreating slowly after Emperor Xi's impatient wave.)

In the silence, Li Xi finally sighed, "Why did I come back?" as if talking to himself.

However, on the couch not far away, through layers of gauze curtains, a figure stirred, "Why did I come back?" A deep male voice echoed in the empty space. The former was a question, the latter a rhetorical one.

Qiao Yunfei, bound tightly to the bed and stripped of his internal energy, gave a bitter smile, "So there was no poison after all... I just didn't believe you would let go. Without confirming, I'll live a life of constant anxiety and paranoia..." Cleverness backfired. How could he, who deeply hated Li Xi, believe that this man would so easily set him free? Besides, his parents were implicated because of him; how could he gamble on whether those two cups of imperial wine were poisoned or not? Hearing the Emperor's question now, as clever as he was, he immediately realized this twist of fate—if it weren't for... if it weren't for... Regret surged up like the sea, instantly bitterening his heart and lungs.

Suddenly his voice hardened, as if carrying a powerful force: "Kill me, spare my family."

Li Xi remained silent for a long time, as if he hadn't heard. He slowly dragged his sick and injured body closer to the man, only to see that although the person on the bed was tightly bound, he was still struggling to escape! Even by the slightest bit!

Upon seeing the other's actions, Emperor Xi suddenly burst into tears: "Yunfei, why have you appeared before me again?... What should I do with you?" His trembling fingers stubbornly tried to touch the man, slowly but resolutely reaching out, but the person so close to him suppressed and trembled, suddenly opening their mouth and biting!

The two stared at each other in a stalemate, and the hand seemed like an unclaimed object, letting drops of blood fall down the sharp fangs into the mouth filled with resentment.

“Yunfei, let’s make a life-or-death gamble! If you can escape again, I will set you free; until you can’t escape, obediently serve me and I will ensure the safety of your family and friends.”

The strong man, bound by his bonds, felt his heart pound at this rare opportunity. He loosened his clenched jaw for a moment, raising an eyebrow as if accepting a challenge, and said with a bitter smile, “What other choice do I have? Fine, as you wish!” The last four words were spoken with conviction, as if demonstrating his determination to escape, and sending a chill down the spines of those who heard them

. Qiao Yunfei’s “return” was like a shot of adrenaline to the injured and ailing Li Xi. Perhaps it was he himself who was bound. He smiled bitterly and began to investigate, after all, Qiao Yunfei’s departure and return were too bizarre. If leaving the palace was a long-planned scheme that succeeded because everyone was careless, then returning to the palace was inexplicably smooth. Before long, the servants had discovered the name “Zhou Chengxiao.” Emperor Xi stroked the table for a long time, pondering, "How could a mere military officer possess such extraordinary abilities?" He was still concerned about his promise to Qiao Yunfei. "Fine, let him go for now, but keep a close eye on him secretly! If he makes another mistake, watch your heads!" He then instructed the palace to strengthen its defenses.

Within three days, the matter was wiped clean as if nothing had happened. Those who neglected their duties were punished, and those who protected him were rewarded. Only the culprit—Qiao Yunfei—remained unresolved. Emperor Xi, realizing his own lapse in judgment and the long-standing deception, harbored resentment. However, this man was still one of his own, and the harsh punishments inflicted on an assassin were clearly inappropriate. Now that he had been recovered, he had to be extremely careful to prevent Qiao Yunfei's escape again, a difficult decision.

Having gained some clarity about his own feelings for him, Emperor Xi found the situation even more perplexing; it was like holding a burning, precious treasure—breaking it would be painful, letting go would leave him feeling empty, yet holding on to it was unwise. Just then, Liu Chang requested an audience to report on the recent imprisonment and service of Consort Ruo.

Observing the Emperor's expression, Liu Chang saw that he was depressed and boldly spoke up: "Your Majesty, this servant has something to say, I wonder if I may tell you?" He secretly pondered the events of the past month or so. Although he had smoothed things over on the surface, he wanted to probe the Emperor's intentions.

"Please tell me," the Emperor said casually, but what he was about to hear gradually made him more attentive.

"Consort Ruo's matter this time was due to our failure to serve her well. This servant deserves to die! But this servant is worried that if Consort Ruo continues to act according to her nature, she may cause great trouble in the palace. Not to mention the masters of the various palaces watching, Your Majesty's health is precious. If you were to fall ill again, how could you face the people of the world? Even if Consort Ruo were to become pregnant with the Emperor's child, given her nature, she might accidentally harm the child..."

The Emperor's heart tightened, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

"In my humble opinion, if we can take advantage of this time to allow Her Majesty to train more and calm her mind, then using her budding flower to make her pregnant with the imperial child in the future will help Her Majesty to submit and win her heart."

"Oh?" Emperor Xi raised his eyebrows, but surprisingly, his expression was not one of disgust.

"Your Majesty, I have seen that Your Highness is extremely fond of the Empress; however, Your Highness's temperament... In my humble opinion, it is because we acted hastily and failed to properly train her that this calamity has occurred. If Your Majesty were to give us a few more months, we would surely train Your Highness to be obedient to the Three Obediences and Four Virtues..."

"What are the Three Obediences and Four Virtues?" Emperor Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked curiously. Then, thinking of his recent experiences, he couldn't help but sigh, "I'm afraid it will only make him hate me more!"

Liu Chang immediately prostrated himself on the ground and knelt down, replying, "Your Majesty's grace is boundless, how could Your Highness hate Your Majesty! As long as Your Majesty does not favor Your Highness too much during the training period, and treats her as an ordinary member of the harem, when we have achieved some success, Your Highness will surely understand Your Majesty's good intentions. Even if Your Highness harbors resentment, it is towards us servants who have not served you well, what does it have to do with Your Majesty? In my humble opinion, Your Majesty's current treatment of Your Highness is too different, which is why Your Highness does not cherish it..."

"These three obediences are wife obeying husband, servant obeying master, and favor obeying master; these four virtues are virtue, speech, appearance, and merit. Only if Your Majesty hardens your heart and treats the Empress no longer as an 'Empress' but as an ordinary servant or favor, will the Empress be completely submissive! Otherwise, we servants dare not teach the Empress! When the Empress is completely submissive, no matter how much Your Majesty favors her, she will be overwhelmed with gratitude and understand that all your favors are the Emperor's grace! If Your Majesty continues to pamper the Empress, I'm afraid her temperament will become increasingly difficult to tame, as recent events have clearly demonstrated! After the Empress is completely tamed, Your Majesty can then favor her and make her pregnant with the Emperor's child. When the child is born, will the Empress not submit?"

Emperor Xi frowned in thought, recalling the bet between the two: no matter what Liu Chang said, one thing was true: Qiao Yunfei would likely continue to attempt assassinations and escape from the palace, even harming the imperial heir; what should be done? If he were well-prepared and managed to escape, that would be one thing, but if it happened repeatedly, he would be in grave danger within the palace! Thinking of that man's stubbornness, obstinacy, and inflexibility, Emperor Xi felt utterly dejected. Enough, enough, enough! This time, the crimes of deceiving the emperor and attempting assassination will no longer be pursued. His parents and that Zhou Chengxiao will also be set aside. Only a minor punishment will suffice to teach him a lesson!

Moreover, Emperor Xi was well aware that if Liu Chang were to truly train Qiao Yunfei, if it succeeded, he would benefit; if it failed, Liu Chang would be guilty. Considering that man's cleverness and audacity—even daring to forge imperial edicts and comments—he finally made his decision.

Author's Note:

This chapter has been revised; pregnancy has been postponed.

38 The Three Obediences and Four Virtues (Slight Abusive)

From then on, Liu Chang reported to Emperor Xi daily; and Consort Ruo's training resumed, only more arduous than before. Emperor Xi originally intended to visit and observe daily to see if anyone was outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, potentially harming their health; however, due to illness and being busy with many neglected state affairs, he often couldn't find the time.

Liu Chang's methods were ultimately different from Emperor Xi's. Emperor Xi had methods but was reluctant to use them, while Liu Chang, driven by various personal motives, took advantage of Emperor Xi's inability to leave for several days and used all his methods. Based on his meticulous "service" to Qiao Yunfei over the past six months, he could easily make him temporarily submit.

For many days, the man locked in bed, though imprisoned and deprived of his freedom, still received meticulous service and care. At this moment, Liu Chang dismissed the crowd, quietly bowed forward, and said with a respectful yet sarcastic smile, "Your Majesty's return this time has played a huge joke on our heads! Thank goodness, Your Majesty was just joking with the Emperor! We are truly grateful to the point of tears. From now on, we will serve Your Majesty well as a way of repaying you!"

Qiao Yunfei opened his eyes, glanced at the disgusting eunuch with the lewd smile, frowned slightly, felt disgusted, and simply turned his head away, not wanting to look at him anymore. Looking at the seven-foot-tall man before him, so unruly and long-untamed, and at the familiar, heartfelt contempt he, as a eunuch, was familiar with, Liu Chang felt a surge of anger and anxiety. Thinking of his own plans, he temporarily suppressed the pervasive resentment and let out a sharp, mocking laugh: "This servant has served Your Highness for quite some time now, and I know Your Highness's preferences quite well. Recently, this servant heard that Your Highness has a close friend who has been very devoted to Your Highness's trip out of the palace!"

Qiao Yunfei's heart skipped a beat; though his face remained impassive, the chains binding his hands made a slight, clanging sound. Suddenly, he felt a pair of withered, dry hands slowly cover the back of his neck, caressing him maliciously like cold, venomous snakes, and he shuddered violently in horror. Just as he was about to break free, a sharp yet deliberately low, eerie voice rang out from very close to his ear: "I wonder if His Majesty would personally reward this Mr. Zhou if he knew him?" The disgusting and heavy breathing was so close, it was almost touching his ear; and Qiao Yunfei seemed to be suddenly targeted by a venomous snake, his movements stopped and he froze instantly.

The closer the voice drew, the more closely it seemed to whisper the most secret messages: "This servant is nothing but a pitiful man following orders, I only beg Your Majesty to have mercy and spare my old life... With the imperial decree before me, this servant begs Your Majesty's cooperation and understanding in the future..."

The nausea of having his neck, such a vital spot, pinched and kneaded, and his earlobes filled with hot, damp breath, was instantly replaced by a sudden, sharp pain: that man above all others was still determined to continue torturing him! After all this, there was still a sliver of hope; a hope that he could truly let go, a hope that this time they could coexist peacefully and treat each other as equals... Enough, enough, enough! The man slowly closed his eyes: since the only man who could yield had made such a decision, then no matter how much he struggled, it would only be self-humiliation! Recalling the man's haggard, ecstatic, and lovestruck appearance when he returned, a surge of hatred welled up in his heart: Enough, enough, enough, do you really think that if I were to become a plaything, you would be satisfied?

"Your Majesty, the first lesson of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues is 'obedience.' That is to say, no matter when, where, or what the Emperor asks you to do, you must do it, and you must do it joyfully. This word 'obedience' is also the first principle of life in the palace; in public, the Emperor is Heaven; in private, the husband is Heaven; Your Majesty's obedience to the Emperor is a matter of course..."

"This word 'obey' not only includes obedience to the Emperor himself, but also obedience to imperial decrees, wills, edicts, and commands..."

Beside the steamy bath, Liu Chang, holding a teacup, spoke until his throat was dry, occasionally waving his hand to interrupt his sermon: "One inch to the right! Three inches down!"

Meanwhile, the man surrounded by numerous eunuchs in the bath was constantly emitting lewd and seductive moans and cries, completely oblivious to what he was saying: "Haa... Ah! Ah!..."

The man's white jade body was kneeling naked on the warm jade bed, his legs wide open, his suspended, pert buttocks covered with red welts from the constantly falling whips; his round, powerful thigh muscles spasmed and tightened repeatedly, then relaxed as if unable to bear it; between the tightening and relaxing, the muscles of his buttocks were also involved, one concave and one slack, which was quite alluring.

Short, thin whips lashed his buttocks, waist, and back, causing his muscles to involuntarily contract and dodge. Occasionally, the whips would loop around his raised waist and lightly lash his erect, bare penis, causing his entire body to flinch. Another

, larger, longer whip was wielded by the most experienced eunuch; each lash was designed to strike the man's most sensitive spot. His anus opened and closed, the enormous, long jade dildo inside mostly protruding; now, being whipped at various angles and directions, it seemed to be constantly drilling into his anus like a living thing; the opening and closing of the man's buttocks, the twisting and dodging of his muscles, caused the dildo to sometimes slightly advance and sometimes slightly retreat.

Following the jade dildo, several tendons were attached. Two extended upwards, pulling straight forward from the sides of the hips, tightly binding the base of the penis. This squeezed the swollen scrotum until it bulged like two huge, ripe apricots, turning reddish-purple. Two slightly wider tendons clung tightly to the entire slit from below, wrapping around to connect with the silver bell hairpin inserted into the penis, and carefully coiling around the outside of the penis several times. Heavy silver ornaments hung below the hairpin, causing the penis to droop unnaturally, the hairpin almost slipping off from time to time, yet it remained connected to the tendons at the base of the scrotum, sometimes retracting back. The entire penis, bound by the tendons, dripped tears incessantly, and the drooping head of the penis could be seen from the buttocks. Thus, the long whip that lashed the buttocks with the jade dildo often danced with its tip, also caressing the sensitive head of the penis.

Each time she was whipped and her anus was penetrated by the jade dildo, the hairpin in her penis and the rough, wide tendon pressed against her lower body would constantly rub and move. Although each whip mark was neither too light nor too heavy, just enough to leave red marks on her flawless skin, without breaking the skin or injuring the flesh, it didn't take long for her genitals and entire lower body to swell, especially her anus. The delicate flesh around the entrance had already swollen under the merciless punishment of the whip tip, a pink and swollen ring that, at first glance, looked like a blooming anal flower, or like a pouting flower mouth holding the jade dildo.

The sensitive labia and clitoris, however, were not touched at all, but rather deliberately avoided. Only a thick layer of slippery, sticky ointment was applied, and the swelling was astonishing. At this moment, due to the torment of her anus and anus, puddles of white fluid were constantly dripping out, as if every inch was unbearably itchy.

Author's Note:

This chapter has been revised. Pregnancy delayed

by 39. The Three Obediences and Four Virtues: Obedience First (Discipline)

However, it is said that "obedience" is the most important of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. The Three Obediences are: wife obeys husband, slave obeys master, and favorite obeys master; among the Three Obediences, the lowest in status is the "slave," followed by the "favorite," and then the "wife." But Liu Chang wants to do the opposite, first training the "slave," then the "favorite," and finally the "wife."

This is because Liu Chang knows that Qiao Yunfei is extremely stubborn. The methods of the past six months seem to have been completely wasted in a single day; only on the day Qiao Yunfei fled the palace did he realize: they had had no effect whatsoever. If he doesn't use strong measures to first train him into a submissive servant, all subsequent discipline will be in vain!

Fortunately, he has Zhou Chengxiao's weakness in his hands. Although it doesn't matter whether the Emperor actually knows or pursues the matter, given this man's stubborn nature, no matter how much he threatens or tortures him, why would he report or inquire to the Emperor? Moreover, now that His Majesty is clearly still warm-hearted, his heart is cold; how could he possibly show the same favor as before?

After Liu Chang finished whipping the anus, he ordered someone to bring a specially made three-mouthed water-filled leather bag, slowly inserting one end into the swollen, cherry-lip-like anus. The cool instrument, soft yet firm, forcefully penetrated the anus, which hadn't received a foreign object in a long time; the various restraints binding his manhood were also conveniently released, leaving only numerous purplish-blue marks. The newly freed, purplish-red jade root, before it could even be released, was immediately pierced by a silver hairpin attached to the other end of the bag.

The bag was thin and long, but the middle section bulged like a small ball, rather half-hard and half-soft, making it quite difficult to insert into the anus; Liu Chang ordered someone to use their fingers to forcefully pry open the anus, which was tightly closed in fear, allowing the small ball to be inserted into the anus without any pressure, half inside and half outside.

"Ugh...ugh ugh ugh!" Qiao Yunfei, already dazed from the rising steam and endless whipping, felt the cold, unfamiliar instruments in his anus and genitals, and was forcefully forced open by several fingers. He couldn't help but cry out in surprise. However, the cotton handkerchief in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue was wet with saliva, making his voice muffled and even less intimidating.

Liu Chang smiled as he watched the man struggle, saying, "Please, Your Highness, have some fine wine to refresh yourself." As he spoke, everyone suddenly released him, and the anus, freed from the forced restraints, immediately contracted tensely.

"Ugh—!" The man immediately cried out excitedly as a warm liquid rushed down his scrotum into his genitals and anus, flowing backward and pouring in. The strange sensation made him involuntarily jump up, as if trying to escape the unbearable strangeness! However, the scrotum was firmly secured to his anus with several ropes, refusing to yield to his movements. Instead, the two-foot-long flexible tube, with the movement of his hips, whipped his already slightly red inner thighs like a playful tail, making the two alluring petals even more adorable.

Steam rose, and the aroma of alcohol filled the air. The strong liquor entered his body only moments before gradually generating a burning sensation, making his intestinal walls tingle and itch. Under this strange sensation, the man involuntarily clenched his anus tightly, as if trying to squeeze out the scrotum. "Ugh!!" Unexpectedly, the compression of the scrotum only brought in even more fluid, surging in! The abdomen, subjected to the impact of the liquid, shuddered and gurgled. The remaining gas swirled wildly within, finally taking advantage of the flower bud's renewed relaxation, and squeezed out through the gap beside the small ball of the sac: "!"

Feeling the increasing amount of liquid inside his abdomen, every inch of the flower wall felt itchy as if it were being gnawed at. Qiao Yunfei dared not move an inch, afraid of causing changes in the gas sac; but unexpectedly, a whip whistle interrupted his persistence. He groaned, "Hmm!" His buttocks tightened under the teasing and torment of the whip tip, and the small ball at the entrance of the hole contracted sharply and opened again, bringing more liquid into his abdomen!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The light but firm lashes became more frequent, like scratching an itch through a boot, stirring up passion in the already swollen peach petals and the area around the anus. The already extremely sensitive anus was no longer under control, constantly contracting and opening and closing in rhythm, as if it were autonomously being filled!

Soon after, the flower bud was also treated in the same way. The two bulging water sacs, one in front and one behind, automatically poured more wine into the abdomen and bladder due to his contractions, making the torment even more unbearable!

"Ugh!... Hmm!... Ha!..." With the surging waves of liquid, the slender tubing inside the body also bounced around like a disobedient tail, causing the sensitive inner walls to contract and dodge from time to time, stirring up a few strands of desire, but only occasionally teasing the most sensitive edge, making it even more unbearable.

Before long, the man's anus and lower abdomen were swollen from his own actions. Even more unbearable was the itching and heat from the strong liquor, making it increasingly difficult for him to maintain his strength. Before he knew it, he was completely drunk and could no longer muster any strength to resist!

However, as if knowing he could no longer resist, Qiao Yunfei used his last bit of strength to bite his disobedient lips tightly, enduring the humiliation and torment silently; for half an hour, he remained silent, letting the liquid and foreign object roam freely inside him.

Liu Chang, who had been lecturing on the rules of "three obediences and four virtues," suddenly sensed something was wrong. Looking closely, he realized that the man's expression was not one of emotional submission, but rather one of forced endurance! "Stop—!" Liu Chang shouted angrily, knowing that this lesson was once again futile.

Author's Note:

If you like reading this, please encourage me. It's hard for me to climb the ranks without encouragement... so it will be slower.

40 Punishment (Beast's Mouth)

The warm room was filled with a faint scent of incense. In the silence, only the man's groans rose and fell. Ruofei lay naked on a thick blanket, her calves forced up, connected to her thighs. Two slender jade dildos were inserted into her anus and genitals, their slickness reflecting the light under the lamplight, a thick layer of fluid applied.

Everyone had quietly retreated, leaving only Liu Chang, who stood silently in the shadows watching. At this moment, a chilling sound emanated from the tranquility...

"Huff, huff..." Heavy, hot breathing came from the doorway, and the sound of some beast approaching could be felt even more keenly against the ground. The man on the blanket tensed his muscles, terrified to find the sound growing ever closer. Before long, a black dog, about half a person's height, rushed over, drawn by the scent of the fluid.

"No!!" The tightly bound man felt the approaching heat, his hair standing on end in terror. He struggled violently, but to no avail. Suddenly, a sticky sensation climbed onto the glans. "Ahhhhhh—" A

rough dog tongue licked upwards from the glans, like a starving dog reborn, reveling in the rare, delicious, gooey contents of the man's genitals! The thick, long tongue, steaming with heat, meticulously licked the man's genitals, sometimes wrapping around them tightly, sometimes tentatively biting and touching the soft flesh that had gone limp with fear. Soon, the tongue reached the base of the penis, its entire mouth enveloping the scrotum, as if to chew and devour it, licking with abandon.

This dog had been trained and rarely bitten; its teeth were even wrapped in soft cotton. However, its strength and roughness were undeniable. Even the slightest closing of its mouth brought an extraordinary pressure to the man's genitals! Ruofei felt a mix of dizziness and lucidity, her heart leaping from her left chest to her throat. Overwhelmed with fear, she immediately urinated!

"Ahhhhhh—help!" The man cried out frantically, struggling and twisting his waist, trying to escape this nightmare. However, the tongue, like a maggot, swallowed his entire limp penis, sucking it slowly! More urine flowed uncontrollably, swallowed whole! The

intense emotions seemed to surge forth with this urge to urinate, and the man's body involuntarily went limp, making the bestial invasion even more horrifying! Huge amounts of drool streamed down his penis; yet the black dog was still not satisfied, continuing to lick downwards from the scrotum. The labia were forcefully and heavily licked open, forced to spread out obediently and helplessly, the clitoris repeatedly ravaged by the tongue tip containing immense force; the touch and force, unlike those of a human, brought forth an extremely eerie sensation.

After licking his genitals clean, the dog continued downwards, licking the still-inserted jade dildo. Its rough claws naturally pressed against the man's smooth thighs, leaving several small, slightly dark red dots on its slightly protruding nails. However, the man was no longer concerned about the injury. His tongue, cunningly seeking more, meticulously licked every inch of his buttocks, then, still not satisfied, searched for more at his swollen anus, probing like a snake, as if trying to squeeze into the vagina to draw more! This action caused the jade dildo to penetrate deeper, rubbing against the sensitive inner walls, causing the man to involuntarily contract!

With the hot breath and the irrigation of saliva, his penis gradually became erect and revived, defying its master's will, surrendering to his senses! "Ugh! Ahh!" His lower abdomen was empty, so his scrotum took over, and the semen that had not been released for over a month finally dripped out under the black dog's continuous licking and gentle biting.

The black dog immediately found a new target, turning its head to take the still trembling penis into its mouth and suck incessantly. The immense suction and its burning mouth enveloped the man's most sensitive organ, eliciting a new round of trembling howls: "No! No! Ahhhhh! Let me go, let me go!"

However, the screams were of no use. The wanton body joyfully turned away from its soul, and under the licking of a dog, it repeatedly dripped fluid in fear and pain, yet could not reach orgasm! The semen dripped continuously from the tiny crease of the jade dildo, the torment seeming to be an eternal cycle, endless!

The roars gradually subsided, only his lower body twitching as it was repeatedly licked dry and then moistened again… until the tears on his face had long since dried, Qiao Yunfei murmured, pleading, “No more, no more, please, save me! Li Xi—” His wide eyes stared helplessly into the void. Before losing consciousness, the man let out his final mournful cry, as if his indomitable spirit had vanished into thin air at that moment.

When he awoke again, the delirious Qiao Yunfei shrank and wailed until warm, sweet water was poured over him and well-trained servants massaged his tense muscles, only then did he slowly calm down. As soon as he regained consciousness, he prostrated himself and vomited violently.

Liu Chang was alarmed and immediately threatened, “If Your Highness were obedient, you wouldn’t have had to go through this. Don’t hurt yourself, this servant cannot bear the responsibility!” Qiao Yunfei was still gagging, but nothing came out; he just continued to tremble and avoid being touched. Having experienced this near-death experience, it was as if his soul and spirit had died, leaving only a timid, fearful body. When Li Xi heard the news of

the three-year gamble

, it was already several hours late; since it was not a matter of national importance, how could the Shadow Guards dare to forcefully report it and interrupt state affairs? Upon hearing this, Emperor Xi immediately ordered his carriage to be carried to Wanhe Songfeng.

Qiao Yunfei, overwhelmed by the shock, was currently bedridden and still delirious when Emperor Xi arrived. Emperor Xi finally managed to coax him into a hug, and the man, drawn by his familiar scent and warm, broad chest, obediently curled up in his arms, like a docile child, using his body to shield himself from any frightening figure.

Finally, after much effort, he coaxed him to eat and drink his medicine, watching him gradually fall asleep. In the dead of night, the man groped to his feet, his weak, trembling hands slowly tracing his bare arms and back, moving towards his neck, as if to strangle him.

Emperor Xi held his breath, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, knowing that the man had regained his senses. Even as Qiao Yunfei realized his strength was waning, he still bit Li Xi hard, as if that wasn't enough. Hearing the breath so close to his face, he knew the man was awake.

"Kill me!" Qiao Yunfei murmured softly, with an unprecedented resolve.

Li Xi didn't know what he was thinking: "To abandon you is unbearable, to keep you is a pity..."

"...Since that's the case, why not just let me go..."

"The obsession has taken root, the pain of unfulfilled desire is unbearable. Letting you go would mean I'd remember you forever. Besides, I can't do it."

"...In this way, I'll be killed by you sooner or later anyway."

"I've already let Zhou Chengxiao go. How about we change the bet?"

Qiao Yunfei's heart skipped a beat, but he listened quietly.

"In this palace, there are a thousand ways for me to make you not want to escape. Either you willingly become my favored concubine for life, and I will give you everything you want; or I will force you to be my slave for three years, and if you submit, you lose; or you escape on your own, and I will never be able to find you or blackmail you; or you let me willingly set you free."

"Three years..." Qiao Yunfei murmured to himself.

Li Xi immediately understood his meaning. After all this, she still refused to be with him, even if it was just a temporary pretense before escaping… “You are a lowly slave. Whatever you go through, as long as it doesn’t harm your body, I will no longer protect or care for you. Do you really want to choose this?”

“I choose three years!” In the darkness, one could almost hear the man’s gritted teeth: “What other choice do I have? To ask me to willingly be a subservient woman, to put on a show of flattery and sycophancy, is impossible!”

“Don’t you believe that in these three years, I can force you to put on a show of flattery and sycophancy? Is there such a big difference between being willing and being forced?”

In the darkness, the only answer he received was: “After three years, set me free!”

Only a drop of cold water slid down his hand. Li Xi stroked the man’s wet cheek, his heart aching. Ignoring his injuries, he forcefully embraced the man, crushing him into his body: “I promise you.”

The next day, Liu Chang was severely punished with a hundred lashes for his recklessness and greed for merit.

However, Li Xi did not want Qiao Yunfei to know about this, fearing that he would become even more emboldened and defiant. Therefore, Liu Chang had no choice but to wear heavy clothing to cover his whip marks, often with blood and cloth congealing together, causing excruciating pain when the clothes to tear. The wounds healed and reopened repeatedly for over a month, and the hot weather exacerbated the inflammation, nearly killing Liu Chang. His hatred deepened from then on.

Knowing that Emperor Xi intended for Qiao Yunfei to be both docile and free from suffering, Liu Chang, having already been whipped, felt extremely uneasy. Fortunately, the black dog punishment had deterred Qiao Yunfei from further defiance; coupled with Emperor Xi's bet, the training of him in the three obediences and four virtues of a subservient servant slowly began.

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