[Fantasy] The Beauty's Tribulation (Complete) - Chapters 28-30 (End)

The Cliffside

Transmigration Law: The Legend of Immortality. As long as you're a transmigrated woman, as long as you're the protagonist, and as long as the author hasn't finished the story, no matter if you jump off a mountain, a cliff, or the sea, Lady Luck will always shine upon you, cherish you, and protect you. Don't even mention death; she won't even let you suffer a minor scratch. Clearly, this unscrupulous and lazy author isn't planning to end the story yet; Pei Xiaolei will still be a magnificent, resilient female lead.

Of course, all this good luck only applies to our heroine; others aren't so fortunate!

Xiao Ziye sat on the ground, clenching his teeth, his increasingly pale face drenched in sweat.

"Ugh!" With a muffled groan, the thick, two-finger-wide branch that had pierced his thigh, covered in blood and flesh, was suddenly pulled off.

Pei Xiaolei, trembling slightly, tossed aside the blood-soaked branch. She pulled a bottle of medicine from her bosom and poured half the powder onto the wound. The excessive bleeding washed away most of the powder. She frowned, squeezed out the blood, and prepared to pour more powder.

A hand, slick with sweat and stained with blood, slammed the bottle shut, stopping her. She looked at Xiao Ziye, the man who had been so arrogant moments before, now bowing his head to avoid her questioning gaze. He explained respectfully, "I'm fine now, please don't waste this precious medicine!" "

No medicine is more valuable than a life!" Pei Xiaolei replied, then removed his hand, too lazy to expose this man who could lie so easily in front of a doctor. She continued to squeeze out the blood from his thigh, poured the remaining powder onto the wound, and quickly took the bandage Tang Heng handed her, securing it tightly. She then took out a bottle from her bosom, poured out a pill, and ordered Xiao Ziye to take it.

"You take one too!" she said, handing the remaining pill to Tang Heng, who was sitting beside her.

"I don't want it, you take it yourself!" Tang Heng turned his face away, continuing to wipe the deep and shallow wounds on his body covered in dirt with his sleeve, completely refusing her offer.

Pei Xiaolei stood up, walked to Tang Heng, grabbed his collar, and said fiercely, "If you don't eat it, get out! I don't have the energy to take care of someone who doesn't cherish life!"

"You..." Tang Heng looked at her, his face flushed red, both angry and furious.

"Eat it!" She slammed the pill into his hand, glaring back at him menacingly. Only after watching him obediently take it did she turn back to Xiao Ziye's side.

Xiao Ziye stared intently at her, his pale face, flushed from blood loss, flushed slightly. He was probably still shaken by her fierce outburst. Only when he noticed Pei Xiaolei looking at him did he realize his overstepping his bounds and quickly lowered his head respectfully. This sudden shock aggravated his lungs, and he coughed softly again, bright red blood spilling from his mouth.

Pei Xiaolei was startled and quickly supported him, half-leaning, half-carrying him to the riverbank. She sat him against a large tree, gently wiping the crimson blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief dampened with water. Xiao

Ziye, enduring the immense pain in his limbs, sat upright and tried to close his eyes and regulate his breathing. As soon as he stirred his inner energy, a metallic sweetness welled up in his abdomen, burning his throat, and he swallowed it back forcefully. He looked up at the cliff hundreds of meters high above him; protecting the two of them safely down was already a great effort. Given his current physical condition, it would be impossible for him to safely climb back up the cliff with two people. Looking at the swiftly flowing river beside him, he knew that the only way they could leave this place was by water.

"Ziye, you rest for a bit, I'll go find some herbs!" With his severe internal and external injuries, the pills she carried with her wouldn't be enough. The deep and shallow bruises and cuts on him and Tang Heng's bodies all needed topical treatment.

"I'll go with you!" Tang Heng immediately limped ahead of her, his delicate face marked with shallow scratches from tree branches, looking quite disheveled.

"No need! You take care of him for me!" She tossed him a thick wooden stick as a weapon for self-defense and instructed him.

"Miss, please don't..." Upon hearing her intention, Xiao Ziye immediately straightened up, leaning against a large tree, struggling to stand up.

"Cough cough cough..." Before he could even regain his balance, a sharp pain shot through his chest, triggering a violent cough. A stronger, more pungent taste of blood filled his throat, and before he could swallow, the scenery blurred before he lost consciousness.

"Ziye!" Her face paled. She rushed over, steadied him, and gently helped him sit down. Only after checking his pulse did her anxiety subside. Thankfully, he had only fainted. Ziye had practically used himself as a cushion and shield to protect her, shielding her from anything that could harm her. Such selfless protection was truly moving.

"You take care of him! I'll be right back!" After entrusting him to Tang Heng, who was no longer arguing with her, she turned and walked into the forest.

********************* I am the cj dividing line! Very cj! Very cj!

Finding suitable medicinal herbs in the deep mountains and wilderness was no easy task. To avoid getting lost, she stopped every few steps to mark her path. This stop-and-go activity continued until sunset, when the sky was bathed in the glow of the setting sun, before she finally gathered all the necessary herbs. As

darkness fell and mist began to rise from the forest, the path ahead became increasingly difficult to discern. Clutching the herbs, she anxiously made her way back. The faint howls of animals behind her sent chills down her spine; she wished she could sprout wings and fly away at the speed of light from this place shrouded in danger.

Suddenly, a large tree ahead crashed down with a loud crack, blocking her path. Just as she was about to take a detour, a large black bear suddenly charged out from directly in front of her. It crouched down in front of the broken log, its bright black eyes looking up at her, seemingly excited. It even stood on its hind legs, waving its two thick paws like Tarzan, its gaping maw revealing sharp teeth, letting out a deafening roar…

Should she play dead now? Pei Xiaolei looked at the black bear in front of her, at least twice her size, and thought bitterly, a strange mix of amusement and embarrassment, while cold sweat beaded on her forehead, her hand gripping the small black iron knife tightly.

Lost in thought, a sudden gust of wind lifted a strand of black hair from her lock, and a tremendous pressure filled the air, instantly turning the dark jungle eerie and sinister.

“Who?” She instinctively thrust her small black iron knife towards the source of the pressure.

"Ah..." She frowned, feeling a light touch on her wrist, and her entire arm immediately went limp. Her prized possession, the Xuan Tie dagger, had silently fallen into someone else's hands.

"This is a hairpin, not a dagger!" Her long, flowing hair, reaching past her waist, was simply tied up, and the Xuan Tie dagger, which had been gleaming white just moments before, was now sheathed and tucked into her hair as a hairpin.

"Senior... Senior Brother?" Pei Xiaolei stared in astonishment at the man standing before her, combing her hair. She could hardly believe that her senior brother, who should have been training troops and fighting battles thousands of miles away, would suddenly appear in this deep ravine and cliff forest, standing before her.

"Awooo... Awooo... Awooo..." The large black bear, which had been excited ever since it saw her, became even more ferocious upon seeing her senior brother. Its large, black eyes gleamed as it ran and circled around them, even rolling on the ground a couple of times when it got excited. Its previous ferocity had completely vanished.

“It…” Pei Xiaolei pointed to the black bear playing happily on the ground and asked Shi Wu.

As soon as the big black bear heard someone paying attention to it, it immediately stopped rolling around, got up from the ground, its fluffy round ears drooping, and began howling and circling around Shi Wu. Its pitiful appearance, waiting for its owner's approval, made Pei Xiaolei wonder if it was that family's dog that had accidentally transmigrated.

“Defeated opponent!”…

These words seemed to have dealt a severe blow to the little black bear's fragile heart. Its large, black eyes welled with tears as it looked at Shi Wu, howling a few times before running to the foot of a nearby tree and crouching there, facing the wall in sorrow.

"A pet?" Pei Xiaolei couldn't bear it and pretended not to have heard clearly, asking again.

The big black bear's round, furry ears twitched, as if it had heard someone was going to vindicate it. Immediately, it shook off its previous gloom and regained hope, turning around to look at its senior brother with sparkling eyes, full of anticipation.

"A defeated opponent!" Shi Wu didn't even glance at it, coldly reiterating.

The big black bear was dealt another blow, letting out a miserable howl. It pounced on the nearby tree, and with only a couple of swaying motions, the poor tree, which would require at least an adult to barely encircle, was innocently uprooted.

"Let's go!" Shi Wu ignored the creature destroying the environment, scooped up Pei Xiaolei, and with a few leaps from the branches, disappeared into the dense forest.

Hearing the intermittent sounds of running and howling in the distance, Pei Xiaolei sighed inwardly.

Alas… another brave warrior, tragically bound to the command of her senior brother.

Author's Note: I was originally planning to finish a chapter, but something suddenly came up…
so… well, I'll just post what I've written for now…
--- June 9, 2008 Late at night

Thank you Xiaolong for the long review! *pounces on you and gives you a big kiss!* So happy!
As for the NP issue…
well, um…
I absolutely won't spoil it…
*runs away with my head covered*
--- June 11, 2008 In the afternoon,

Love and Not Love

must have cried themselves to sleep, because Chu Wenheng soon fell asleep in the corner. He slept for an extremely long time, a full three hours without waking up.

After some time, there was finally a few knocks at the door. Pei Xiaolei, who had been sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, fluttered her eyelashes, stood up, and slowly walked over.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time for your meal!" Situ Yanmin's voice rang out, and some food was pushed in through a small hole about half a foot wide by the door.

"Senior, what time is it now?" Pei Xiaolei took the food and immediately asked.

"Your Majesty, where is His Majesty?" Situ Yanmin asked, seemingly ignoring the question.

Pei Xiaolei glanced at Chu Wenheng, who was lying on the ground, fast asleep, and said, "Still sleeping!"

"Hehehehe..." Upon hearing this, Situ Yanmin's tone softened, and she chuckled softly, as if she had heard some great joy. After a long while, she stopped laughing and respectfully said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, it's still early. After you and His Majesty have your meal, then...hehehehe...please continue! I'll take care of things outside!" Finally, she handed in a small bottle and instructed in an ambiguous tone, "Your Majesty, please give this to His Majesty. It's very nourishing!" After saying that, she left with a smile.

Pei Xiaolei leaned against the door, her lips pressed tightly together. She didn't refute Situ Yanmin's wild guesses. She was currently in a weaker position and it wasn't appropriate to act rashly and fall out with Situ Yanmin. She sat down, pushing the food far away from her, out of sight, out of mind. She was indeed hungry; her stomach was rumbling. She hadn't eaten a single grain of rice since morning. But she wouldn't dare touch that treacherous old woman's food, even if she had ten times the courage. She tossed the bottle of tonic she had prepared for Chu Wenheng precisely next to the food. It wasn't that she was heartless; she simply couldn't muster any goodwill towards Chu Wenheng right now.

About half an hour later, Chu Wenheng finally woke up slowly. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and before they were even focused, he anxiously called out, "Xiaolei, Xiaolei..."

Pei Xiaolei didn't answer him, only coldly watching his panicked state.

Soon, Chu Wenheng noticed her.

"Xiao Lei!" He smiled and stood up to walk towards her.

"Your Majesty, please wait!" He had just taken a step when Pei Xiaolei stood up, pointed to the screen on one side of the stone chamber, and said in an unpleasant tone, "You should bathe and change first!"

Chu Wenheng was taken aback, looked down at his half-open coat, blushed, and then pulled his coat up. He rushed behind the screen as if fleeing, the rustling of clothes accompanying his soft calls: "I'll be done soon, please wait for me!"

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Wenheng emerged dressed in magnificent robes, adorned with jewels.

"Do I look good?" he asked from afar.

Perhaps the clothes were too heavy, for Chu Wenheng walked unsteadily, staggering and nearly falling.

Pei Xiaolei stared coldly, silent. Finally, she took a few steps, turned back, picked up the bottle beside the food, and tossed it to him from a distance, saying, "Drink this!"

Chu Wenheng's lips curved into a smile, his pale face showing a slight hint of amusement. He replied, "Okay!" Ignoring what Pei Xiaolei had given him, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Didn't he have any suspicion at all? Pei Xiaolei looked at the Chu Emperor before her, whose expression was clearly clear, yet who showed absolutely no wariness towards her. Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper. This inexplicably self-righteous boy was making her increasingly annoyed.

"Look, how is it? Pretty, isn't it?" Chu Wenheng was oblivious to subtle cues. After drinking the medicine, his complexion and spirits improved, and he immediately began fluttering his feathers like a peacock before Pei Xiaolei, then wagging his tail and begging like a puppy.

Pei Xiaolei's expression grew even more severe. She took a step back, and Chu Wenheng stepped forward. Finally, Chu Wenheng stood before her, his face as radiant as a peach blossom. His eyes, the characteristic watery hue of the Chu royal family, gazed at her with deep affection, and he murmured, "Xiao Lei, do you think I look presentable enough?"

Pei Xiaolei's gaze sharpened, and she countered, "Your Majesty, what exactly do you intend?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Wenheng's smile immediately blossomed. He stepped forward, swiftly grasped Pei Xiaolei's sleeve, and gently kissed it. He looked up, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. This time, his gaze was sharp, and his words were clear: "Xiao Lei, accept me! Marry me, and I'll return the blood-written letter to you."

"The blood-written letter?" Pei Xiaolei's eyes turned cold. With a flick of her wrist, she pulled her sleeve from his grasp, saying coolly, "Do you think the Chu Kingdom can still use a blood-written letter to threaten the number one manor in the world?"

Chu Wenheng was taken aback.

"Where is that blood-written letter?" Pei Xiaolei pressed on.

Chu Wenheng paused, taking a step back.

"Fifty years ago, Emperor Taizu of Chu used a blood-written letter to force the most powerful clan in the land to retreat to a corner of the world

. Thirty years ago, Emperor Taizong of Chu used a blood-written letter to force my mother and Ling Han to become enemies. Now... are you going to do the same as your ancestors, using this blood-written letter to force me to abandon my husband and remarry?" Chu Wenheng staggered,

taking another step back. "Where is the blood-written letter now? Tell me!" Pei Xiaolei stepped forward, pressing him aggressively.

"I..." Chu Wenheng choked, then suddenly blushed and shouted, "The blood-written letter is in my father's tomb. If you marry me, I'll retrieve it for you immediately! If you like, I can also give you the entire Chu Kingdom!"

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. His words only confirmed Pei Xiaolei's suspicions.

"Chu Wenheng, I've already burned the blood-written letter in the tomb!" Her voice was indifferent, devoid of any warmth. "In this world, there's nothing left that can threaten the Number One Manor!" She paused, staring directly at the slightly flustered boy before her, her voice remaining icy as she continued, "I want the Chu Kingdom! But I don't want you!"

Chu Wenheng's face froze slightly, his breathing quickened, and his emotions became unstable.

"Why?"

"I don't like you!"

"I don't care. It's okay if you don't like me. It's enough that I like you. You can treat me like anyone. Didn't you say I look like someone you knew? Look at me carefully. It's only been three years. My appearance hasn't changed much. If you think there's anything that doesn't look right, it's okay. I can find someone to do my makeup or even have someone cut flesh to fill in the gaps. As long as you're happy, I'll do anything you want. Really, Xiaolei, don't leave me again." Chu Wenheng's voice grew more and more urgent, and slowly it even started to tremble with tears.

"I do care. And I've already said that I don't have anyone like you, and I don't need you to pretend to be anyone. I love my husband. There has never been a place for you in my heart. After leaving here, I don't want to see you again!"

"No, Xiaolei, listen to me..."

"Enough!" Pei Xiaolei walked away impatiently, keeping her distance from him.

Chu Wenheng followed like a stray dog, babbling on and on, saying all sorts of things—good words, bad words, light and heavy, threats, bribes, even resorting to supernatural causes and karma…

But half an hour passed, and Pei Xiaolei remained unmoved, ignoring him completely.

… …

“Is that so!” Finally, Chu Wenheng lowered his head in despair, ending his long confession and explanation. His slightly damp long hair covered his face, his hands clenched into fists. After a long while, his low voice slowly came out, “So, no matter where I am, I am nothing! I thought…”

“I’m disgusting, aren’t I?” Suddenly he raised his head, his voice mournful, “Just looking at you like this, my body can become so obscene!” As he spoke, he lowered his head and pointed to his crotch, where an organ had swollen up without him noticing. He placed his palm on it, moved it slightly, sighed softly, and then looked up at Pei Xiaolei again. His watery eyes gradually became cloudy and dim, something in the depths of his eyes throbbing wildly.

Pei Xiaolei's fingers twitched, and without a trace, she pulled a hairpin from her hair and held it in her palm.

"If I can't have your heart, then let me have your body! Even if only once!" He quickened his pace, his much stronger body lunging fiercely at Pei Xiaolei.

Pei Xiaolei was in a bad position, surrounded by walls on both sides. After retreating several steps, Chu Wenheng pounced and dodged, easily seizing the sharp hairpin from her hand.

Pei Xiaolei's heart pounded, her eyes fixed on the boy before her, a murderous intent rising within her. "Let me go!"

Chu Wenheng shook his head, the madness in his eyes receding like a tide, leaving only endless sorrow. Suddenly, he exerted force, pressing her against the wall, one hand gripping Pei Xiaolei's wrist tightly, moving the hairpin towards his carotid artery.

"Kill me!" The words had barely left his lips when his body moved, his surging desire pressing even harder against Pei Xiaolei's lower abdomen, while the hairpin in her hand was pressed deeper into her flesh.
He looked down at her, his eyes unwavering, trying to find a trace of emotion in her gaze.

But there was none. From beginning to end, Pei Xiaolei only stared at him coldly, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

Gradually, his eyes reddened, a layer of moisture rising within them, his voice heavy: "Kill me!"

Pei Xiaolei remained silent, her eyes still fixed on him.

"Don't look at me like that!" he suddenly roared, shouting at Pei Xiaolei like a madman, "Kill me!" His arm, gripping the hairpin, slashed towards her neck, while his body pressed even harder against Pei Xiaolei, grinding against her desperately.

With a "thud," almost simultaneously, Chu Wenheng was struck and sent flying several meters away.

"Chu Wenheng, haven't you gone mad enough?" Pei Xiaolei was furious, staring at Chu Wenheng on the ground, truly contemplating murder.

She struck hard; Chu Wenheng coughed several times on his knees, spitting out blood before finally managing to get up. He looked up at Pei Xiaolei, not angry but laughing, "You're finally angry!"

"Madman!" Pei Xiaolei cursed.

Hearing this, Chu Wenheng laughed "hehehehe" with tears in his eyes. After a long while, he bent his knees, buried his head in them, and muttered to himself, "You're right, I really am mad..."

**********I'm completely helpless against little Tang Heng, poor kid, he's gone mad! **************

That suffocating, eerie atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time before sounds finally came from outside the door. Several loud crashes were followed by the intense clash of swords.

"Xiaolei..." A faint, anxious cry could be heard.

"I'm here!" Pei Xiaolei jumped, rushing to the door and pounding on it while shouting loudly.

The distant calls grew clearer, and Pei Xiaolei's eyes lit up; she almost jumped for joy: "Senior Brother!"

"Xiaolei, step back a few paces!" A familiar voice rang out, followed by a loud crash as the heavy door was cleaved open. With a creak, someone gently pushed from the outside, and the door collapsed, releasing a thick stench of blood. Pei Xiaolei looked outside and saw the corpses of palace maids and Chu soldiers lying haphazardly, weapons in hand.

But now, her gaze was fixed on the man standing in the center of the doorway, clad in black, wielding a sharp blade, as powerful as a war god. Her Senior Brother—General Pei Shiwu—was staring directly at her with his bright, dark eyes.

"Senior Brother..." She took a step forward, her throat feeling choked up. She could only utter "Senior Brother," unable to say anything else. Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, her body reacting faster than her brain. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around the man before her.

"Xiao Lei!" Shi Wu tightened his grip, hugging Pei Xiao Lei back, his strength no less than hers. The familiar warmth, the familiar scent—his voice, deliberately low, couldn't hide his excitement.

"Mmm!" She nodded in his arms, her grip unyielding.

Only when a series of unnatural coughs sounded beside them did she raise her head, her eyes blurred with tears, and look in the direction of the sound.

What she saw made her so embarrassed she wanted to spin on the ground.

A dozen or so people stood neatly around them, some embarrassed, some pleased, some secretly amused...

"Xiao Lei greets Grandmother..." Pei Xiao Lei, blushing, first greeted the oldest woman, the one with the highest status.

The old woman smiled at her, speaking leisurely, "Oh dear, absence makes the heart grow fonder, that saying is so true! Look at how affectionate our son-in-law and daughter are! Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Grandmother..." Pei Xiaolei's face flushed, and after protesting with a mix of reproach and shyness, she finally hid behind Shi Wu, her face completely red. Grandmother, really, it's not just a short separation between her and her eldest brother, it's been three years!

The twelve dark guards standing ramrod straight around her, seemingly oblivious to Pei Xiaolei's embarrassment and shyness, ignored her embarrassment and shyness. After Pei Xiaolei finished greeting the old woman, they all knelt down on one knee with a thud, loudly proclaiming, "Your subordinates greet Miss!"

"No need for formalities, all of you, get up!" Gently pulled by her eldest brother, who whispered something in her ear, she returned to everyone's sight, her face slightly red, striking the pose of a manor lord.

Upon receiving the order, the first person to look up at Pei Xiaolei was Chen, the captain of the secret guards known for his bloodthirstiness and cold-bloodedness. At this moment, his eyes were misty, as if they were filled with tears.

Since their superior didn't rise, the others naturally didn't dare to get up first. The twelve of them remained kneeling neatly. The calamity three years ago had left a deep mark on each of them. At this moment, not only Chen, but all the other eleven were filled with emotion, their eyes moist. Now that their young lady had returned safely, it was an immense blessing to them.

Pei Xiaolei sighed slightly. Having spent a considerable amount of time with these twelve guards, she naturally understood their thoughts. In the end, she could only bend down, gently pat Chen's shoulder, and say to her and the others, "Get up. Haven't I returned safely?"

Chen looked at her with teary eyes, sniffed, forcing back her tears, and respectfully said, "Yes!" before leading the group to their feet. Chou stood behind her, one arm encircling her, silently patting her trembling back.

"Let's go! They're still waiting outside," Shi Wu said softly, pulling her hand.

"Mmm!" Pei Xiaolei nodded obediently, ignoring the ambiguous gazes of those around her, and affectionately took his arm, leaving the gloomy underground palace surrounded by people.

Chu Wenheng leaned against the gate, silently watching everything before him. His watery eyes gradually dimmed, becoming lifeless like a stagnant pool. His hand slowly clutched his chest, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper, but his eyes remained fixed on Pei Xiaolei's figure, never leaving her for a moment.

He looked at her; she tilted her head slightly, gazing at the man beside her with eyes full of autumn water, occasionally whispering a few words, her face constantly smiling. This version of her was like a different person from the one he had been with in the stone house. When was it that she had looked at him with such gentle smile? He pressed his hands to his head, his body slowly slumping down. Images of her flashed through his mind, from their chance encounter in the wilderness to the capital of Chu; from their reunion in the cave to her words, "I refuse," "I don't like you"... one after another, yet not a single one matched the scene before him.

His heart ached, as if being struck by a giant awl, each blow heavier than the last.

Her figure receded into the distance, soon to disappear from sight.

"Xiao Lei..." He crawled on all fours on the ground, splattered with blood and mud.

"Don't go..." He slowly stood up, staggering forward, his murmurs growing more urgent, his steps becoming steady and faster.

From the moment the gate opened, everyone looked at Chu Wenheng, but no one cared that in the eyes of these highly skilled martial artists, he was merely a useless and harmless boy, powerless even to fight a chicken. Furthermore, Pei Xiaolei's continued indifference towards him only deepened their disregard for the young man.

But ignoring doesn't mean neglecting, and neglecting doesn't mean non-existence. Therefore, before Chu Wenheng could even get within ten meters of Pei Xiaolei, a dozen sharp swords were already pointed directly at his head.

"Step back!" Chen shouted first.

Chu Wenheng paused, looking at the crowd before him, and surprisingly reached out his hand, his eyes filled with sorrow, saying, "Don't take her away, give her back to me, I'll agree to anything you ask!"

The crowd froze, and in an instant, dozens of eyes shot towards the woman behind them.

Pei Xiaolei slowly turned around, her intertwined hands suddenly tightening, and the man beside her grew increasingly murderous.

"Senior Brother!" She patted Shi Wu's wrist, tilting her head back calmly, and said softly, "Chu Wenheng said he likes me, and if I accept him, he will give me the Chu Kingdom!"

Pei Xiaolei's words were incredibly powerful; as soon as she finished speaking, with a "thud," her grandmaster's sword fell to the ground.

“Oh, girl!” The matriarch moved her lips, and after a long while, she finally uttered a sentence, “You’re too direct!” Then her eyes flashed, and she sighed, “But, an entire country, that’s quite a temptation!” Finally, she gave Shi Wu a meaningful look.

Almost simultaneously, the temperature in the underground palace plummeted, and a chilling aura mixed with murderous intent pressed down.

The twelve dark guards shivered, their feet involuntarily taking a few steps back.

“Chu Kingdom…” Pei Xiaolei ignored the changes around her, drawing out her words, and stepped forward to face Shi Wu. She placed her hands on his waist, tilted her head back, and gave him a charming smile, “If I want it, you will get it for me, won’t you?”

The murderous aura vanished, and the temperature gradually rose.

“Of course! Whatever you want, I will get it for you.” Shi Wu lowered his head, tapped her nose, his thin lips slightly parted, and his starry eyes sparkled.

A warmth rose around them, and the surrounding cold wind and murderous intent were instantly covered up without a trace.

"Hehe..." Pei Xiaolei chuckled softly, then turned her head in his arms, glancing at Chu Wenheng's gloomy expression not far away, before turning to her grandmaster beside her, saying, "Grandmaster, I've refused him so many times, but he... I don't know how to handle this kind of thing, please help me!" She finished with a pitiful expression.

Uh... for a moment, all twelve guards cast sympathetic glances at this young emperor.

Miss, so ruthless!

Only the grandmaster, entrusted with this task, waved her hand enthusiastically, letting Pei Xiaolei and her group go first. She leisurely circled Chu Wenheng once, then shook her head and sighed, "Handsome, with excellent bearing, but born at the wrong time, what a pity!"

Chu Wenheng ignored the person before him, and seeing Pei Xiaolei about to leave, he hurried to follow.

His grandmaster moved swiftly, firmly stopping him in place.

"Get out of the way!" Chu Wenheng's hands and feet were immobilized, but his voice was much louder than before. He glared fiercely at the old woman in front of him, a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead, his muscles twitching as if he were trying to break through his acupoints by channeling his internal energy.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a mess! Why did you provoke Xiaolei? This old woman hasn't used acupuncture in a long time. What if she accidentally cripples you?" As she spoke, she pulled a small box from her belt, inside which were hundreds of fine needles neatly arranged. She took one out, her eyes gleaming with desire, but her face wore an expression of deep regret and heartache. A classic case of saying one thing and meaning another.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Wenheng stared at the fine needle in front of him, a sense of foreboding washing over him, and the fine sweat on his forehead thickened.

"Hmm, Lei'er has been gone from the manor for about four years now. At most, you've only known her for four years, so let's start from four years ago!"

"What are you going to do? Let me go!" Chu Wenheng's voice trembled, and his shout grew louder.

"What am I doing? Naturally, I'm sealing your memories! But don't worry, although this old woman is old and her eyesight is failing, her skills haven't faded. She certainly won't turn you into an idiot. Oh dear, don't glare at me! Such beautiful eyes! If you stare like a dead fish, it'll look awful.

"Sigh… our Xiaolei, she's a good girl in every way, except she's a bit soft-hearted. Although I don't know how you two met, she spared me because she wanted to save your life. If she had kept Chen, you wouldn't just be missing your memories… so…"

"Really? Xiaolei… she doesn't want me to die?" His shock turned to delight, and Chu Wenheng's voice suddenly became urgent.

"Of course it's true! Why would I, this old woman, lie to a little kid like you? Alright, oh dear… good boy, don't cry. You're a man, after all. What kind of behavior is this, crying like this… Don't worry, it's only a few dozen needles, it won't hurt!" "...Hey, hey, hey, I'm scared of you, please stop crying..." A shrill scream echoed from afar, and the group of guards who had walked ahead with Pei Xiaolei stopped in their tracks, their scalps tingling. They thought to themselves: "Our ancestor is too stingy! This time she didn't even use anesthetic. This is really too much!"

However , the next scream made everyone's expression change drastically. They cried out "Grandmother!" or "Ancestor!" and hurriedly retreated.

Shi Wu, arm in arm with Pei Xiaolei, led the way, quickly leaping back to the scene of the incident.

Even the seasoned Shi Wu, accustomed to battle and carnage, couldn't help but change his expression at what he saw.

A thick stench of blood filled the air, and dozens of corpses, some with severed limbs, others decapitated, were frantically attacking his master's grandmother.

"Protect Miss!" Shi Wu commanded, pushing Pei Xiaolei into the protective circle of the twelve dark guards before charging into the fray alone.

With Shi Wu's powerful assistance, his master's grandmother, initially trapped against the wall and at a disadvantage, was able to catch her breath.

Some limbs and heads were severed, and one head rolled to Pei Xiaolei's feet. Although clearly decapitated, its eyes bulged open, and it was still snapping its jaws.

Pei Xiaolei was startled and involuntarily took a step back. Looking around, she was astonished to find that the surrounding corpses were relentlessly attacking only her master's grandmother, without ever attacking them.

Pei Xiaolei frowned and shouted, "Chen and Chou, stay here! The rest of you, go help Grandmother and Senior Brother!"

The group obeyed and immediately charged into the battlefield.

"Follow me!" she said, picking up a large knife from the ground and tossing it to Chou. Pointing to a moving corpse not far away, she said, "Chop him up."

With a swift stroke, blood splattered.

After a stench, the corpse twitched a few times, and a half-foot-long black centipede crawled out of its ruptured intestines.

"A corpse-eating Gu!" Pei Xiaolei's expression changed slightly as she looked at the thing on the ground. She drew her sword and severed the centipede several times before turning and saying, "Chou, sound the flute to attract the birds!"

Chou then took out a jade flute from his sleeve and blew it. Several small birds flew into the ventilation hole in the cave, the one at the front and the fastest moving being the "Pathfinder Bird."

Everything has its counter; even the most powerful Gu worm is nothing more than a meal of varying tastes in front of its natural enemy. Therefore, as soon as the birds entered the underground chamber, the movements of the walking corpses in the room began to become somewhat erratic.

"Find the Gu King!" Pei Xiaolei flicked her wrist, and the bird perched on it flew into the air, circling for a moment before letting out a sharp cry and shooting like an arrow into the depths of the underground palace.

Seeing this, Pei Xiaolei and the other two immediately gathered their strength and followed. Half an hour later, they stopped in front of a wooden door.

With a slash of the ugly broadsword, the wooden door cracked open.

The three looked up and were horrified.

Before them was a pool of dark red blood. An old woman with white hair sat cross-legged in the center of the pool, her eyes closed and head tilted to the side. A giant centipede, about a meter long and entirely red, was coiled around her arm, its sharp teeth biting into her exposed wrist, greedily sucking at it.

Pei Xiaolei didn't even need to think twice to determine that the giant centipede before her was undoubtedly the Gu King.

However, when she saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaim in surprise, "Situ Yanmin!"

The old woman, who had been keeping her eyes closed, twitched her eyelids, as if she had heard Pei Xiaolei's cry. She slowly opened her cloudy eyes, stared at Pei Xiaolei with a dazed expression for a while, and then finally managed to concentrate and say, "Your Majesty the Empress!" After speaking, she glanced at Chou and Chen beside her seemingly unintentionally, her lips twitched, and she continued in a gloomy tone, "Although many uninvited guests have come to the Lingtai today, this servant should thank Your Majesty the Empress!"

Pei Xiaolei raised an eyebrow, gripped the sharp sword in her hand, and looked at the old woman opposite her with clear eyes, saying, "Thank you? Senior, what do you mean by that?"

Situ Yanmin did not speak, but suddenly chuckled softly, raised the large centipede in her hand, and gently stroked its head for a while with her other hand. Then, she pressed down with her hand, and the large centipede squeaked, tilted its mouth, and spat out several small centipedes into the pool.

A short while later, the little centipede swam to the surface, climbed ashore, and touched several fresh corpses on the edge of the pool with its

tentacles. Then, it burrowed into the bodies through their mouths and nostrils. Immediately, the corpses' abdomens bobbed a few times, and the long-dead bodies actually stood up unsteadily, opened their eyes, and walked straight towards the door. The three people standing at the door froze, stunned and speechless.

Finally, it was the more experienced and quick-witted woman who reacted quickly, pulling the two women beside her behind her, simultaneously avoiding the oncoming corpses.

"Your Majesty, do not panic, they will not harm you!" Situ Yanmin's voice came again, "They are merely going to meet an old friend on my behalf!"

"An old friend?" Pei Xiaolei thought for a moment and immediately thought of her grandmother, who had been constantly attacked by walking corpses.

"Crack..." Suddenly, a small sound came from the shadows in the distance, followed by a low groan.

"It seems the Emperor has awakened!" Situ Yanmin flipped her hand, a flash of light streaking across the room, instantly illuminating it.

Ugh... The instant the lights came on, a violent vomiting sound immediately filled the air.

Pei Xiaolei's face turned ashen as she stared at the carnage before her, her stomach churning and convulsing.

Corpses lay scattered layer upon layer, all belonging to teenagers only seventeen or eighteen years old. New, old, whole, severed limbs... all sorts of bodies were mixed together, blood, rotting flesh, and white bones the dominant theme of the room... Her

feet involuntarily took a few steps back.

A bead of cold sweat slid down her forehead, and a chilling coldness crept up from her feet. Her face was now far beyond just looking terrible.

"Ugh... cough cough cough... Xiao, Xiaolei... Xiaolei..." The vomiting stopped, followed by a discordant, surprised scream.

Pei Xiaolei looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure slowly crawling out from a protruding rock high in the wall, desperately waving at her.

She looked closely and recognized him as the persistent Chu Wenheng. Judging from his reaction, her grandmaster hadn't had time to administer acupuncture to him before Situ Yanmin brought him here.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is calling you!" Situ Yanmin suddenly stood up, wading ashore in blood. In a flash, she was standing before Pei Xiaolei.

Chou and Chen reacted quickly; as soon as Situ Yanmin approached, they spun around, instantly shielding Pei Xiaolei behind them, and a knife and a sword were swiftly unleashed.

Immediately, the surrounding killing intent intensified. Situ Yanmin, being old and frail, and now outnumbered, began to falter after a few rounds. But even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; the seemingly favorable situation began to shift after several walking corpses rose from the ground. Seeing the situation turning against her, Pei Xiaolei joined the fray.

Situ Yanmin stroked the Gu King in her hand, standing far outside the battle circle, a sinister smile appearing in her eyes, which were covered with dark circles.

Seeing this, Chu Wenheng, high above, shouted a few words to Pei Xiaolei and then tried to climb down the wall.

"Your Majesty, do not worry! This old woman would never harm Her Majesty. Please stay up there." Situ Yanmin bowed gracefully towards Chu Wenheng, and with a flick of her sleeve, several small stones that had been protruding from the wall fell away with a snap, leaving the five- or six-meter-high wall smooth and flawless.

Situ Yanmin indeed did not harm Pei Xiaolei, but Chou and Chen did not have this privilege. The zombies attacking them were deadly and merciless. Although they knew that Pei Xiaolei was the best shield at this moment, Chou and Chen still desperately kept her within the safety circle they had created, even if it meant getting themselves badly injured, they wouldn't let the zombies touch a single hair on their young lady.

The Gu King spat out more and more small centipedes, and more and more walking corpses crawled on the ground, staggering and attacking Pei Xiaolei and her two servants.

Gradually, the three of them were forced into a corner, and the situation was quite bad.

"To catch the thief, first catch the king." Pei Xiaolei gave a signal, and Chen and Chou immediately understood. They bent down, allowing Pei Xiaolei to use their shoulders as a foothold to leap out of the encirclement.

Immediately, a sharp sword flew towards Situ Yanmin's head.

Situ Yanmin dodged it safely, but unexpectedly, the sword shifted, attacking the Gu King on her arm. Situ Yanmin, who fed the Gu with her blood, had lost a lot of blood, and with the heavy load on her hand, her movements were less agile than before. With a sudden movement, Pei Xiaolei managed to pry the large centipede off her arm.

A flash of cold light, and the meter-long centipede was instantly severed in two.

Without the Gu King's control, the surrounding zombies stiffened and began to fall to the ground.

"Your Majesty, please don't force this old woman to commit treason!"

Before Pei Xiaolei could sheath her sword, Situ Yanmin's chilling voice rang in her ears.

"Situ Yanmin, you've done more than just insubordination! You betrayed our sect and framed our lord back then, and now you dare to be disrespectful to my young lady! You old hag, I'll settle this old and new score with you today!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Pei Xiaolei's heart leaped with joy. She found her grandmaster standing in front of her, glaring at Situ Yanmin.

"Grandmaster!" Pei Xiaolei exclaimed happily.

"You..." The steady voice above her had barely finished speaking when Pei Xiaolei felt a weight on her shoulders, and she was pulled into a familiar embrace.

"Senior Brother!" Pei Xiaolei's greeting was weak, her eyes brimming with tears, looking pitifully at the man above her who held a hint of anger, her pleading expression clear.

"Senior Brother, I've already killed the Gu King!" she said, pointing her long sword at the giant centipede on the ground, severed in two, and eagerly offering her thanks. (Spoof skit: Senior Brother, I had my reasons for leaving the organization. Look, I've dragged out the big boss behind it all! Don't be angry, don't be angry...)

"Hmph, just a few little bugs, nothing to worry about!" Shi Wu glanced at her, his tone still unfriendly. (Spoof skit: Tch... just a few bugs, what can they do to me? I can crush them with a flick of my finger. Girl, don't think you can fool me like that.)

Ugh... failed. Seeing this, Pei Xiaolei pouted, drooped her head, and obediently let Shi Wu do as he pleased.

Meanwhile, the guards who had successfully helped Chen and Chou out of their predicament returned to Pei Xiaolei and Chou's side. The twelve of them swarmed around them, surrounding their two masters in layers.

Outside the encirclement, the situation was already changing rapidly.

Situ Yanmin picked up the severed centipede, crushed its head with one hand, dug out a dark mass, squeezed it in her hand, and then, to everyone's astonishment, swallowed it whole. Immediately afterward, a series of rapid convulsions occurred, and black blood began to gush from Situ Yanmin's arm, where the centipede had bitten off half of her flesh. The foul blood covered the wound, forming a thick cocoon, layer upon layer, encasing the flesh. From the outside, these congealed substances appeared as hard as a solid black armor.

Pei Xiaolei felt a chill run down her spine, her face turning ashen.

What was this? A transformation or a fusion?

Just then, Pei Xiaolei saw a flash before her eyes, and the figure opposite her had vanished in an instant!

"Grandmother, be careful!" For some reason, her first reaction was that her grandmother was in danger. Without thinking, she threw the sword in her hand at the figure.

With a crisp clang, the sword was cleanly knocked to the ground.

Situ Yanmin glanced at the sharp blade on the ground, then at Pei Xiaolei, and finally, her gaze turned ruthless as she looked at the old acquaintance in front of her. Her low, hoarse voice rang out in a sinister and terrifying tone: "Luo Qin, she called you her grandmaster's grandmother?"

Beneath her scattered white hair, a pair of blood-red eyes shot a vicious and ruthless gaze at the old woman opposite her.

"Of course!" The great-grandmother brushed her neatly combed long hair across her forehead, tilted her chin up, and glanced triumphantly at Situ Yanmin. Then, for reasons unknown, she surprisingly began to boast, "Speaking of this great-grandmother, the history is quite long! My husband, Zeng Hengzi, Lei's great-grandmother, your eldest brother... For decades, he has been completely obedient to me. If I say east, he would never dare to go west; if I say left, he would never go right... Oh dear, do you see this?" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards Situ Yanmin, raising her middle finger high and pointing to the thumb-sized purple jewel carved into a lotus flower. Shi continued, "This was a gift from my eldest brother for my birthday last year. I've always said, we're an old married couple, why bother with those youthful things..." Then, she stretched out her right hand, raising the large, round, black pearl on her ring finger, intentionally or unintentionally waving it in front of Situ Yanmin, continuing with a mix of annoyance and reproach, "My man is a born spendthrift! It's just the Qixi Festival, why did he have to travel all the way to the South China Sea and spend a fortune on such a small pearl..." The grandma became more and more animated as she spoke, until finally, even she herself was deeply engrossed, her cheeks slightly flushed, looking like a young girl in love.

Inside the stone house, all was silent.

Pei Xiaolei and her group, standing behind, stared dumbfounded at their grandma, who was lost in memories, her face a mixture of red, yellow, orange, and green—a truly fascinating sight.

Hmm... this, in public, grandma, you, you're really too much!

In contrast to the silence on Pei Xiaolei's side, Situ Yanmin was in complete chaos. She suddenly knelt down, her aura chaotic and her face ashen. Her bloodshot eyes glared at the arrogant woman before her, a trickle of blood flowing from between her clenched teeth.

She had gone mad.

"Shut up, shut up..." Situ Yanmin screamed wildly, a vicious voice rising from her throat, "I will kill you today, you shameless old hag!"

"I return those words to you verbatim!" The grandmaster's expression hardened, her previous disdain vanishing. With a cold expression, she pulled a pill from her sleeve, swallowed it, and then stopped the juniors behind her who were about to help. "Girl, Xiao Wu, you all stay here and watch. Don't interfere. This is a matter between her and me!" With that, her killing intent surged, and she attacked with her sword.

Situ Yanmin gave a sarcastic snort, picked up a long sword from the ground, and charged forward.

Pei Xiaolei didn't know the extent of their hatred, only that the atmosphere inside the room suddenly changed, with flashes of cold light. After a dozen or so rounds of swordplay, both weapons fell to the ground, followed by a full-blown exchange of fists and feet.

However, just as the fight was getting intense, and Pei Xiaolei was engrossed in watching, a wisp of green smoke suddenly rose silently from the room. Before Pei Xiaolei could react, she was suddenly lifted up by Shi Wu and flown upwards. Meanwhile, Situ Yanmin,

lying on the ground, stumbled and fell flat on her face. "Senior Brother!" Situ Yanmin cried out, her cloudy eyes brightening as she looked at the man descending from the sky, a mixture of surprise and sorrow in them.

Zeng Hengzi didn't even glance at her. He quickly walked past her, carefully helping the old woman beside her to her feet, and said with heartache and regret, "My wife, I'm too late!"

His grandmother smiled slightly at him, took his hand, and slowly walked to Situ Yanmin, looking down at her and saying, "Back then, you betrayed our sect, betrayed our patriarch, and put my husband in a position of injustice. Fifty years ago, our lord spared your life because you were young. I never imagined that you would repay kindness with enmity, daring to plot against our lord's last drop of blood. If I don't kill you by now, this old woman will have lived in vain."

"Senior Brother..." Situ Yanmin ignored the woman before her, only looking up at Zeng Hengzi, tears streaming down her face.

A dagger was thrown in front of her.

"Take your own life!" Zeng Hengzi's voice came calmly, without any emotion, as if he were simply obeying orders.

"You want me dead too?" Situ Yanmin stared silently at Zeng Hengzi, her despair deepening. She swayed, stood up, and screamed, "What did I do wrong? This was a marriage that Pei Jianxun personally agreed to back then, and the young emperor genuinely loved Miss. Once they were married, the Pei and Chu families would be one family, and we wouldn't have to scheme against each other anymore... Yes, I practiced evil arts, but I never harmed Miss. I was just fulfilling a promise I made back then. What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong?... Emperor Taizu of Chu forced me, Pei Jianxun forced me, this old hag forced me, and now even you are forcing me?"
"Senior Brother, I was raised by you. I respected you and loved you, but for so many years, apart from the duty of our sect, you never even glanced at me. Why would I fall in love with Emperor Taizu of Chu? Because only he cares about me, knows what I like and what my hobbies are. Only he gives me the most beautiful flowers and the most exquisite jewelry. And all these things you give to Pei Jianxun or this woman."

As she spoke, she slumped against the wall, one hand against the wall, the other holding a long sword to her neck.

"I hate you, Luo Qin! She's the one who stole you from my side!" Situ Yanmin glared fiercely at her grandmaster for a moment, then her eyes softened, and she slowly turned to Zeng Hengzi. "But I love you. I was wrong before. I shouldn't have disobeyed you. I shouldn't have betrayed our sect and our lord after being coaxed by Emperor Taizu of Chu... But I won't do that now. Now, whatever you want to do, I will do." As she spoke, the sword sliced through her skin, and bright red blood gushed out...

Everyone stared blankly at this sudden turn of events, not daring to utter a sound.

"Your affairs are none of my business!" With that, Zeng Hengzi bent down to pick up his wife, glanced at Pei Xiaolei and Shi Wu, and said, "Stop dawdling! If you don't get out soon, a fight will break out outside!" He then strode forward, preparing to leave.

Pei Xiaolei and Shi Wu exchanged a glance, replied "Yes," and were about to leap off the rock.

Unexpectedly, Situ Yanmin, whom they thought was dead, suddenly shuddered, her eyes wide, and stood up straight. She glared fiercely at the receding elderly couple, and uttered, "Senior Brother, I've been alone for decades, I'm so lonely. Come keep me company!" As she finished speaking, her abdomen began to swell rapidly, finally bursting like a balloon with a bang. Countless tiny, black and red centipedes, the size of toothpicks, crawled out of her abdominal cavity, then scurried into the mouths and noses of the corpses on the ground.

A rustling sound came from the corpses on the ground, which stirred and began to shake violently before slowly and unsteadily rising to their feet.

One, two… ten… twenty… more and more zombies rose, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at the living people inside the house.

In an instant, the sounds of swords clashing and howls rose and fell…

Pei Xiaolei stood on the high ground, her face pale as she watched the events unfold below. Shi Wu, who had been protecting her, had joined the battle, leaving only her and Chu Wenheng, two individuals with inferior martial arts skills, on the rock face.

Although Chu Wenheng's complexion was even worse than hers, he seemed much more lucid than before. While she and Shi Wu stood side by side, he had remained obediently huddled to the side, like an invisible man, not disturbing them. Only after Shi Wu left did he emerge from the shadows, shielding Pei Xiaolei behind him with his not-so-broad shoulders, saying, "This time, I will definitely protect you!"

Pei Xiaolei glanced at him, her brows furrowing slightly. She didn't respond to his boastful words, silently gripping her sword and standing on the other side of the rock.

The battle underground intensified, reaching a fever pitch. Inside the narrow stone chamber, severed limbs and heads flew everywhere, filling the air with a stench.

Slowly, some of the zombies noticed living people on the stone wall. They layered their bodies, climbing up one by one, shoulder to shoulder. One, two, three… Just as a grotesque head peeked out from the rock, a snap, and the entire head was cleaved off at the shoulder, causing the ladder of corpses to collapse.

"How are you? Are you injured?" A figure landed nimbly beside Pei Xiaolei, asking with a slightly tense tone.

"I'm fine, why did you come back again?" Pei Xiaolei shook her head, thinking to herself, how could she possibly have gotten hurt? Those zombies hadn't even gotten close before you chopped them into pieces.

"I'm safe here, don't worry. But you, be careful!" As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood and foam from Shi Wu's face, trying to soothe his overthinking.

Shi Wu took her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and lightly touched her forehead, instructing her, "Remember, don't be reckless! Stay put up there and don't make me worry!"

Pei Xiaolei nodded repeatedly, promising that she would never leave the organization without permission again, nor would she recklessly rush into the battlefield, before Shi Wu finally released her. Before leaving, he walked up to Chu Wenheng and handed him the still-dripping blood-stained sword, saying, "Keep an eye on her!"

Chu Wenheng raised his head, his eyes burning with determination, and nodded firmly to Shi Wu, saying, "Don't worry, I will!"

... ...

Half an hour of bloodshed passed, and fewer and fewer of the walking corpses on the ground were still able to move. After Zeng Hengzi scattered some pale yellow powder into the air like a fairy scattering flowers, the walking corpses on the ground twitched a few times before finally settling down and becoming real corpses.

Seeing that the situation below had stabilized, Pei Xiaolei sheathed her sword and prepared to go down to join the others.

However, she had only taken half a step when the man and woman on the ground, who were looking up at her with smiles, suddenly widened their eyes, their faces changed drastically, and

they cried out in unison, "Xiao Lei!" "Girl!" "Miss!"... "Be careful!" The sudden bursts of panicked cries startled Pei Xiao Lei. When she came to her senses, she turned around and found that Chu Wenheng, who should have been several steps away from her, was now standing behind her, his back swaying slightly. Then, dripping... a stream of bright red blood kept gushing from his neck. A large red centipede, the size of a wrist, with its dark compound eyes wide open, was biting Chu Wenheng's neck, staring at her with piercing eyes.

"Hiss..." With a sound, the centipede released Chu Wenheng's neck, opened its blood-red maw, and stared fiercely at Pei Xiao Lei. Its dark body twisted a few times, and in the blink of an eye, it had released Chu Wenheng and pounced on Pei Xiao Lei.

Pei Xiaolei was startled, her heart filled with horror. At such a distance, she had no way to dodge.

However, when it was still half a foot away from her, the giant centipede suddenly stopped, its body writhing and twisting in mid-air. Pei Xiaolei looked closely and saw that Chu Wenheng was tightly gripping the centipede's tail with both hands. The centipede was writhing rapidly, and its limbs were sharp; Chu Wenheng's hands were quickly covered in blood.

This unexpected giant centipede was then cleaved in several pieces by Shi Wu, who arrived shortly after, and kicked off the rock.

Chu Wenheng, standing before her, suddenly collapsed to his knees with a thud. Even though the centipede's tail was no longer moving, he still gripped it tightly, refusing to let go, blood gushing from his neck.

His watery eyes, with the last of his strength, stared fixedly at the woman before him. In a daze, he seemed to hear her shouting to someone to save him. Vaguely, he also seemed to hear her whispering in his ear, urging him to hold on…

He tried to move his hard muscles, attempting a smile, but no matter how hard he tried, his body felt as heavy as if crushed by a rock. A smile simply wouldn't come out.

"...Old man, he really didn't lie to me. Xiao Lei, she really didn't want me to die... That's enough, that's enough..." His body relaxed, and his last thought drifted away... 03-07

Reunion

Zeng Hengzi and his wife led the way, followed by the twelve secret guards. Pei Xiaolei held Shi Wu's hand and walked side by side with him, slowly stepping out of the Lingtai.

The moment the two appeared, the two groups of soldiers outside, who had been shouting and arguing, immediately fell silent. The once noisy square became eerily quiet.

The first to break the silence was Xingwen. He strode to Pei Xiaolei, his dark eyes glistening with a faint mist. He gripped her hands tightly, his fingers trembling slightly. He was smiling, yet somehow a lump seemed to be stuck in his throat, making it hard to breathe.

He opened his mouth, and after a long pause, softly called out, "Xiaolei!" His voice was so soft, as if it would vanish with a gust of wind.

She gazed at him quietly, her bright black eyes sparkling. Her tightly pressed lips slowly curved into a smile.

"Junior Brother, I'm back!" she said.

"Call me Xingwen, Xingwen!" He pulled her close, burying his face in her neck, his body still trembling with excitement, yet he had already begun correcting Pei Xiaolei's form of address.

She was startled, then sighed with a wry smile, gently patted his back, and said again, "Xingwen, I'm back!"

His grip tightened around her waist, pulling her closer. After a long while, he finally hummed in agreement.

Once free, Pei Xiaolei realized that everyone around her had awkwardly turned their heads away, all avoiding eye contact.

Only Shi Wu beside her remained smiling at them.

Pei Xiaolei blushed, lowered her head, and felt a strange unease.

"Xiaolei..." A familiar voice called from afar. Pei Xiaolei looked in the direction of the voice and saw Neng Shang in military uniform walking towards them.

"Why are you here? How's your poison?" At this sight, Pei Xiaolei ran faster than a rabbit, rushing to Neng Shang's side, looking him up and down, and anxiously asking.

"I'm fine!" Neng Shang nodded, tapping her head.

The extremely intimate gestures caused the unsuspecting onlookers to cough unnaturally or let their gazes wander aimlessly.

Before causing a mass outbreak of tuberculosis and cockfighting/cross-eyedness, Liu Hang led several military officers through the crowd, walking briskly from the outside.

"Miss Pei, where is the Emperor?" he asked humbly but firmly.

Pei Xiaolei's expression darkened slightly, and she nodded backward. Chou and Wu, the slowest in the group, steadily carried out a blood-covered boy.

Liu Hang's face changed upon seeing this, and he rushed over. When he saw Chu Wenheng lying lifeless on a makeshift wooden carrying pole, his face pale, he suddenly flew into a rage, drawing his short sword to avenge Chu Wenheng.

Instantly, the two groups of people who had just calmed down outside the square were once again on the verge of battle.

Zeng Hengzi strode over, his figure blurring as he bypassed the generals blocking Liu Hang's perimeter. Reaching Liu Hang, he flicked his sleeve, sending the short sword flying several meters away.

"What are you yelling about? He's not dead yet! What are you doing, calling for his soul? It's bad luck!" He grabbed Chu Wenheng's wrist, then relaxed his brow slightly before unleashing a torrent of abuse at Liu Hang.

His words were sharp, his arrogance arrogant… quite… well… masterful.

Finally, after the commotion, Xingwen stepped in to smooth things over, quickly explaining and calming both sides. They then set off to leave this place of trouble.

Shi Wu, with several black cavalrymen, had already ridden away first. Xingwen traveled with several Chu generals, chattering amongst themselves. Zeng Hengzi and his wife sat in the most spacious and comfortable carriage, saying it was convenient for caring for the sick. Pei Xiaolei and Neng Shang shared a carriage.

"Where's Second Senior Brother? Why isn't he here!" Pei Xiaolei finally couldn't help but ask

as soon as she got into the car. "He's in Rongcheng. You'll see him soon," Neng Shang replied succinctly, his eyes frequently glancing at the scenery rushing past outside the window.

"What happened?" Pei Xiaolei's unease grew stronger. After leaving Lingtai, Liu Hang and the Chu army had been far too cooperative; it was almost as if they had openly displayed their eagerness to return home.

Neng Shang sighed inwardly, his slender, fox-like eyes narrowing as he looked at her for a moment. Finally, he reached out and lifted her chin, his gaze deep into her eyes, and said softly, "Second Senior Brother... he looks a little different than before! When you see him, don't... be too surprised!"

Pei Xiaolei's face gradually darkened, her delicate features turning icy. It was a warm, vibrant May day, but the temperature inside the car felt like the dead of January, a scene of icy desolation and biting wind.

"Looks? What looks? " "Is he injured? Where? His face, his hands or feet?" She paused abruptly, pressing him relentlessly, half her body already pressed against Neng Shang. "Or is it that his long-standing illness hasn't healed? The lingering poison hasn't been cleared?"

... It's hardest to resist the kindness of a beautiful woman. After a long while, Neng Shang sighed softly, rubbing his forehead helplessly, "Xiao Lei, right in front of you is someone whose long-standing illness hasn't healed, whose lingering poison hasn't been cleared!"

Pei Xiao Lei was startled, and quickly and guiltily climbed off him, apologizing for her recklessness while belatedly trying to take his pulse and examine him.

Neng Shang let her be flustered for a moment, then pulled her into his arms.

"You! Let go of me! What if you accidentally hurt him again?" "Pei Xiaolei scolded angrily, clearly wanting to get up but not daring to struggle, only letting him hold her tighter and tighter.

He pressed her onto his shoulder, his back to him. After a while, he loosened the distance a little, lowered his head and gently kissed her hair, her forehead, her eyebrows and eyes...

"You..." He looked at her still worried expression, shook his head and sighed again, "Always worrying makes you confused. I was poisoned but didn't have any external injuries, how could you hurt me with just a touch! ...Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, I'm really fine, the antidote you brought back is real, and my master has also examined me. Apart from some damage to my internal organs, which requires some time to recuperate, there's nothing serious... I'm just, sigh... how should I put it, I'm just, a little jealous!"

"You..." Pei Xiaolei stared at him angrily, speechless for a moment. Then, suddenly, she grabbed one of his hands on his waist fiercely, put it to her mouth, and bit down hard on the thickest part.

"Ouch! " Neng Shang, caught off guard by her sudden outburst, winced in pain as she bit him.

"You know pain now!" Pei Xiaolei glared at him, her anger still simmering. She grabbed his other hand and bit him again in the same spot, showing no mercy.

Neng Shang endured the bite without daring to utter a sound of pain.

"Is there a difference? Which side hurts more?" she asked, raising both hands.

"Here..." He withdrew one hand, slowly pointing to his heart, and said softly, "It hurts the most... I'm sorry!"

Pei Xiaolei's long eyelashes trembled slightly, something flashing quickly across her eyes. She stood up, looking down at the man below, her tone changing to a smug smirk. "Don't think you can get away with just an 'I'm sorry' every time. Remember, a wife who's angered will bite!"

Neng Shang was stunned for a moment, his thin lips parted slightly, and his long, fox-like eyes narrowed, completely captivated.

How could he not love her! "

I was wrong, my wife, please don't be impatient. Whatever you need to know, I will tell you everything I know..." Neng Shang's tone changed, and his expression immediately returned to that of a cunning and shrewd merchant with a sweet tongue. The atmosphere in the room became lighter.

"Alright, then, I'll begin the interrogation!" Pei Xiaolei's bright eyes darted around, and a hint of joy shone through.

“Standing must be tiring, my wife, please sit down first, and I will explain everything in detail.” The cunning merchant, true to his word, swept the entire soft couch aside, leaving only a small space in his lap.

Pei Xiaolei, hunched over, found it quite tiring to stand and pedantically recite his words, so without a word, she readily returned to his embrace.

... ...

The carriage bumped along the rugged road, and the journey seemed to take a long time.

Pei Xiaolei sat in the merchant's lap, listening to him meticulously recount the events of her second senior brother's past three years.

Pei Xiaolei listened quietly, only occasionally turning her head to gaze longingly at the scenery outside the window, unwilling to look back.

"Don't get too excited when you see him. His hair should be able to be dyed back!" Neng Shang concluded with this last sentence, then turned Pei Xiaolei around, looking at her reddened eyes, and said, "If you want to cry, then cry!" After a pause, seeing that Pei Xiaolei was still staring at him with wide eyes, he smiled, tapped her slightly red nose, and said, "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you for crying!"

"Pfft..." Pei Xiaolei laughed out loud, then punched his shoulder, her voice growing increasingly nasal, "Bad guy... big bad guy..."

The woman's laughter gradually turned into sobs, growing louder and louder with each sob. The man gently comforted her, his gentle voice calming the twelve guards outside the carriage who were about to ask questions.

*****************I am the scene divider of cj whose monitor is malfunctioning********************

Rongcheng is the largest city in Rongshan, with a vast territory, occupying half of Rongshan's land. It has a superior geographical environment, backed by mountains and near water, with a developed economy and a very prosperous life for its people.

This was the site where successive Chu emperors offered sacrifices to Heaven. Besides the imperial palace, the city also housed numerous villas of powerful figures. To ensure the safety of these properties, the area has always been heavily guarded.

The Lingtai (spirit platform) is built on the highest peak of Rongshan Mountain, which happens to be located right next to Rongcheng, surrounded by the city.

Pei Xiaolei remembered that when she left the city earlier that day, although it was still early morning, she had already encountered many people heading to the market, and some vendors were even preparing to open their shops in the dark. At that time, she had marveled at the prosperity of this city. However, now, before the sun had completely set, she walked along the street, not a single vendor was to be seen, and all the surrounding shops were closed. The once bustling street was now deserted.

"Princess..." The sound of horses' hooves drifted from afar.

Pei Xiaolei looked up and saw the horse stop ten meters in front of her. A middle-aged man dressed as a civil official jumped down and ran towards her, lifting his robes.

"Princess, you've finally returned!" With a thud, the man knelt before her and, without thinking, kowtowed three times.

The title "Princess" startled Pei Xiaolei. After a while, only after being reminded several times by Xingwen beside her did she vaguely remember that she had been granted the title of Princess of Chu when she was born. However, this title might be a great honor in other families, but in the Pei family, it was a trivial matter, so no one in the family, including herself, had taken the title of Princess seriously.

But this "Princess," from this Chu official dressed as a minister, who looked somewhat kind, seemed a bit too sincere. Was it really necessary to be so excited as to shed tears?

Strange!

"My lady, please rise and speak!" She felt quite uncomfortable being knelt before by a stranger for no reason.

"By the way, have you seen General Pei?" Strange, her senior brother had clearly said he would wait for them here, but she had looked around and couldn't see him.

Chen Liangyu was stunned, her mind racing. After a long while, she wiped away her tears and replied, "Reporting to the princess, General Pei gave some instructions and then left the city!"

"Left the city?" Pei Xiaolei felt strange and was about to ask further when Neng Shang walked to her side and whispered a few words in her ear. Her expression softened, and she stopped asking the question.

"Get up! Chu Wen… His Majesty the Chu Emperor is in the carriage behind…"

Chen Liangyu looked behind her, almost rising, but gritted her teeth and remained kneeling.

“Princess, I have a request. If Your Highness does not grant it, I dare not rise!” Chen Liangyu finished speaking and dramatically kowtowed three times to her. Several lower-ranking officials who had rushed up behind him also knelt down with a thud, kowtowing to Pei Xiaolei from afar. “Please, Your Highness, have mercy! Please spare those unarmed old, weak, women, and children!”

Huh?

“I beg Your Highness, please ask His Majesty the Qin Emperor to withdraw his troops and release them!”

Withdraw troops, release them? Old, weak, women, and children? Pei Xiaolei frowned, finding it strange, and glanced at Xingwen and Nengshang.

Although their expressions remained normal, they subtly shifted their gazes at this moment, clearly knowing the situation.

“Let’s go take a look!” Xingwen was the last to speak. He opened his thin lips and, without saying a word, took her hand and led her towards the city gate.

The city gate was packed with people. Thousands of soldiers, bows and arrows in hand, were gathered on the city wall, but no one drew their bows.

Chen Liangyu and several officials hurried ahead, clearing a path for Pei Xiaolei and her entourage. Wherever they went, the crowd immediately parted to make way.

"Open the city gate!" someone shouted from the front, and the tightly closed city gate slowly opened...

Silence reigned.

Suddenly, "Wah..." A child's cry rang out from outside the city, followed by a deafening wailing that echoed through the sky.

Pei Xiaolei paused, staring in astonishment at the scene before her.

A hundred meters away, tens of thousands of soldiers, armed with sharp blades, stood in neat rows before the city gate. Hundreds of men, women, and children in brocade robes knelt before them, weeping.

"Those people are all members of the Chu royal family, important officials, and their close relatives," Xingwen explained slowly, bowing slightly and whispering in Pei Xiaolei's ear.

Pei Xiaolei raised an eyebrow and gave the former prime minister of Chu a deep look.

"It was you who did this!"

His eyelashes fluttered, a sly glint flashing in his eyes, before he returned her a slightly innocent smile.

Just an accomplice!

The two exchanged glances for a short while when Chen Liangyu, spoiling the mood, approached, respectfully presenting a scroll.

Pei Xiaolei took it and saw it was a surrender document.

Her name was written in bold, thick ink in the recipient's place.

Before Pei Xiaolei could recover from her surprise, Neng Shang approached, gently patting her shoulder, gesturing for her to look ahead.

The surrounding wailing ceased, and tens of thousands of soldiers parted in two with a few cracks, like Moses parting the Sea, clearing a path. A handsome, tall, white-haired man in a crown and military uniform slowly emerged from the center.

Neng Shang took the scroll from her hands and gently pushed her forward: "Go!"

She stared intently at the man walking straight towards her in the distance, then began to walk, slowly, step by step, faster and faster, more and more hurried...

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like she had walked very quickly!

An embrace followed, pulling her tightly into his arms, holding her so tightly that it felt as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

"Second Senior Brother, I'm back!" she whispered, looking up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Mmm!" A simple response, followed by a deep kiss and the slight dampness on her face.

... ...

Shi Wu stood high on the mast, gazing at the two figures in the distance, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Behind him, nearly a hundred warships were neatly moored, their dark cannons aimed precisely at Rongcheng.

"General Pei!" someone called from below.

Shi Wu jumped off the deck and ordered, "Leave the main ship here, with ten medium-sized escort ships and ten large ships that can be converted into cargo ships. The rest, retreat to the port and await orders!"

"Yes..." The crowd withdrew.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a soft sigh.

"Third Junior Brother, your skill in taking advantage of a crisis is becoming increasingly refined!"

**************I am CJ's scene dividing line*****************

On the 23rd day of the fifth month of the year of You Si, Emperor Qin Ao of Qin personally led an army of 50,000 men, along with General Pei Shi Wu, splitting into two routes, by land and water, and stormed into the Chu Kingdom, besieging Rongcheng with lightning speed.

That morning, the Empress Dowager and her concubines, who had vanished into thin air in the capital, along with the Grand General, the powerful minister Liu Changyuan, and his one-year-old grandson, and over three hundred other imperial relatives and nobles, were all found bound and gagged outside the gates of Rongcheng.

That afternoon, the State of Chu surrendered, paying a ransom of one million taels of gold, ten million taels of silver, and countless bolts of silk and jewels.

The next day, the first batch of ransom was paid, and five large ships, gleaming with gold, were transported to the First Manor Under Heaven.

The following month, the Chu Emperor, having recovered from his illness, issued an edict abdicating the throne to Pei Xiaolei, the head of the First Manor Under Heaven, causing a worldwide uproar.

Pei Xiaolei accepted the edict but did not decide what to do. Ten days later, the First Manor Under Heaven suddenly sent two special envoys, one older and one younger, to temporarily govern the State of Qin. The deposed concubine of the late emperor, Ye Yufu, and the deposed crown prince, Chu Yan, under the guise of special envoys, once again entered the Eastern Palace and even ascended to the top of the court. The situation suddenly reversed completely. Public opinion shifted dramatically, from the initial overwhelming condemnation of Pei Xiaolei and the Number One Manor to praise for Pei Xiaolei's virtuous and loyal heart.

Suddenly, various versions of the story—that the Number One Manor endured humiliation to protect the royal bloodline, remained unmoved by the throne, and fearing the orphaned and widowed Imperial Concubine might be bullied by outsiders—spare no effort to protect her, using their military strength as a backing, and under the guise of a temporary envoy, actually returning power to the emperor…—spread wildly among the people.

…Amidst this turmoil, history turned another page.

The interrupted affair

returned to Yiqing Residence, feeling as if from another world.

“Four years!” She opened the window, gazing at the familiar scenery outside, and sighed with emotion.

“What are you thinking about?” The man embraced her from behind, his gentle voice ringing in her ear.

She turned around, looked up at the white-haired man before her, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tiptoed to give him a peck on the cheek.

"Thinking of you!" she smiled, her eyes crinkling, lying without batting an eye.

"Oh!" He pursed his thin lips, neither confirming nor denying the answer, only lowering his head to kiss her forehead, then following her delicate nose to her lips. "Thinking of what? Hmm?" A long, sticky, indistinct sound escaped between the light kisses. The man's hand caressed her chest, slowly slipping inside her clothes…

"I won't tell you!" Pei Xiaolei mumbled a playful, teasing laugh in his mouth, offering no resistance to his advances. Annoyed by his advances, she simply closed her eyes, out of sight, out of mind, focusing solely on their passionate kiss.

Her newly changed clothes loosened, and his hand, following his increasingly heavy breathing, began to roam beneath her.

She let out a soft moan, her body going limp. The moment his long, slender fingers touched her private parts, she melted like water.

His fingers probed inside, gently parting her petals one by one. His fingertip slid lightly from top to bottom, slipping into her opening as she trembled. The opening was slightly warm, and there was some white, sticky substance around it. He glanced at her, chuckling softly—this was the mark he had left!

"Mmm..." she groaned, her legs clamping together, suddenly snapping back to reality. She pushed him away forcefully, her voice unsteady, "It's so early in the morning, don't... we were just... at dawn..."

The doctor smiled without speaking, his long fingers, which had been pressed against the opening, slowly probing inside. His thumb pressed against the thin, slightly protruding clitoris, gently rubbing it.

A tingling sensation washed over her, and Pei Xiaolei's body arched back, her legs trembling involuntarily. The man's long fingers slipped inside.

"Uh..." A short sigh lingered in the air.

"It's all wet..." He smiled slightly, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

Pei Xiaolei blushed, about to push him away, but her wrist tightened, held firmly by him, and he pulled her down between his legs. Even through the clothes, she could feel the heat and slight throbbing of his swollen, erect member.

"It's being naughty, you... help me, um... teach it a lesson!"

Pei Xiaolei was stunned, completely unexpected his sudden dry humor. She couldn't help but chuckle.

His words and expression were truly pitiful.

His trousers were pulled down; her underpants were nowhere to be found.

One long leg was pulled to the man's waist, their warmth touching. She clung tightly to his neck, her lower body contracting, nervously and expectantly waiting for the large, hard member in his hand.

It pressed against that familiar, swollen entrance, gently patting the opening stained with its own fluids. The engorged tip aimed at the entrance, slowly, little by little, it pushed in…

Suddenly.

Knock, knock, knock… A rapid knocking sound came from outside, followed by Xingwen's panting shouts that washed away the passion filling the room.

“Xiaolei, Xiaolei, open the door!”

Inside, the two, caught up in their passion, froze, staring at each other for a second before quickly separating, each taking a step back, hastily tidying their clothes.

… …

When Shanyi opened the door, his face was grim. Before Xingwen could even enter, he scolded him at the door.

Xingwen obediently listened for a couple of minutes, then, overwhelmed by the strong scent of lust emanating from him, he took a step back, then pouted dismissively, walked past him, and went straight into the inner room.

Pei Xiaolei, dressed neatly, sat in a chair and had just taken a sip of tea when Xingwen plopped down next to her in a flurry of activity, his lips pursed, his face dark and brooding, clearly upset.

"What's wrong?" Pei Xiaolei poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the other side of the table.

Xingwen turned to take it, but before he knew it, the teacup was in someone else's hand.

He looked up, glaring angrily.

The doctor raised his hand, slowly took a sip, and said, "Today is the fifth!"

"I know!" Xingwen choked, speechless

with anger. "I'll leave as soon as I'm done asking!" Pei Xiaolei, soft-hearted, couldn't bear to see him like this and poured another cup of tea, handing it to Xingwen. Xingwen took it, intending to give the doctor a triumphant glance, but instead, the gentle and refined second senior brother was staring at him, his smile bright and friendly. Yet, for some reason, that smile sent a chill down his spine, making his heart feel icy cold. With a tremor of his wrist, he swallowed hard, unsure whether to drink from the teacup or put it down.

Pei Xiaolei was somewhat amused and exasperated, looking at the two men before her. She wondered how they had agreed to this arrangement, but in the month or so since her return, these four men had each taken two nights, rotating every eight days, completely dividing her nights. Since then, apart from the eldest brother who only stayed with her for two days before leaving the manor, the other three had strictly adhered to the agreement, never coming to Yiqing Residence to gamble for her in the mornings and evenings that weren't theirs.

"What do you want to ask?" her question interrupted the two men's staring contest.

Xingwen jumped up and walked up to Pei Xiaolei, bombarding her with questions: "Xiaolei, I just heard that you sent Ye Yufu to Chu?"

Pei Xiaolei nodded and replied, "Yes!"

"You, how could you send her there? You know Chu Yan is the last direct descendant of the Chu royal family! ... Xiaolei, even if Chu Wenheng issues an edict to give us the throne, those civil and military officials, scholars and literati below won't be so obedient. They will never let the throne fall into the hands of others so easily. Now you've handed Chu Yan over to them, isn't that just giving them a pawn, an excuse?"

Pei Xiaolei's eyelashes fluttered, she smiled at Xingwen, then pointed to the seat next to her and said, "Don't stand, sit down and talk!"

"Don't change the subject!" Xingwen hesitated, but finally obediently sat down again.

"Do you think sending Ye Yufu and Chu Yan to Chu is risky?"

"Of course... alright! I know now is the most appropriate time to use them to buy time and buffer the conflict and public opinion, but Xiaolei, people's hearts change. Ye Yufu knows too many of our secrets. No matter what, she is a mother. It's inevitable that one day she will betray us for her son's future. After all, not everyone can resist the temptation of the throne. Now you're putting them with Chu Wenheng, aren't you just creating opportunities for them?"

Pei Xiaolei pursed her lips and didn't answer. Instead, she looked at Shan Yi and asked jokingly, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Shan Yi gave her an unfriendly look, seemingly very dissatisfied with her address. After a long while, he said leisurely, "If you're going to break eggs, it's best to put them in one basket!"

Pei Xiaolei nodded in satisfaction, turned her gaze back to Xingwen, and continued, "There are many ropes carrying the basket. Ye Yufu will only know one or two. If that's true, and unfortunately that day comes, believe me, she won't be able to cause any trouble."

"It's getting late, Junior Brother. Didn't you have a tea gathering with scholars and literati from various places?" Shan Yi stood up, and before a cup of tea had even been brewed, he was already impatiently dismissing him.

Xing Wen reluctantly got up, but as he reached the door, he suddenly slapped his forehead and turned around as if suddenly enlightened, saying, "Senior Brother sent word that things are almost done, and he'll be back in a few days!" After saying that, he glanced at Shan

Yi, then left with a gloating look. Pei Xiaolei stared dumbfounded at his receding figure for a while before blinking and smiling.

"Second Senior Brother, he's jealous of you!"

"Hmph! I wish I could drown him, that unruly fellow!" Shan Yi's temper only just surfaced.

"Rules? What rules?" Pei Xiaolei's eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous glint.

The skilled doctor swept the pretentious woman into his arms, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and tossed her onto the bed in a few strides, pinning her beneath him. His gaze, sharp as torches, fixed on her with ill intent. "Of course, it's to eat your rules!"

he said. "Hmm, tell me quickly, when did you set these rules... Ah... slow down... take your clothes off first... I don't want this kind of fun... um... uh... be gentle..."

The curtains were drawn, revealing figures moving inside. The sturdy rosewood bed began to creak gently.

Clothes were tossed out, scattered haphazardly on the floor.

"I'm going to Qin tomorrow!" the skilled doctor suddenly announced during a break.

"Hmm? To Qin?" Pei Xiaolei, panting, looked up from beneath him, her mind still somewhat dazed.

The doctor nodded, stroking her back, and said reluctantly, "There are still some things to take care of over there, but don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

"Oh, um!" Pei Xiaolei replied disappointedly.

"So!" With a flip, the doctor knelt between her feet again, spreading her legs apart, and whispered, "Today, you're mine all day!"

Pei Xiaolei felt a weight on her body as the man's weight pressed down on her again.

She resisted with feigned resistance, her shallow breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and the wooden bed, which had just stopped, began to shake more violently.

It was only just dawn, and the day was still long...

Intercourse (Part 1)

Time flew by, and it had been almost half a month since the second senior brother left the manor. The eldest senior brother was still busy outside, and the third and fourth senior brothers were always busy, except for their unwavering presence in her bed at night, rain or shine, they were often nowhere to be seen during the day.

Not long after returning, she had taken over the affairs of the manor again. And things outside the manor were proceeding smoothly according to her plan.

Everything was fine, but somehow, after reviewing those numerous letters and documents, she always felt a void in her heart.

"Ruomei, Senior Brother, has anyone written back today?" She put down her pen, looking at her personal maidservant who was serving her, asking this question for the umpteenth time.

"Replying to Miss, we haven't received a reply from the Eldest Young Master yet!" Ruomei placed the flower tea in front of Pei Xiaolei and answered softly.

"Yes!" Pei Xiaolei sighed, taking a sip of tea with a disappointed expression. She frowned, finding the tea tasted more bitter than usual.

"Miss, I heard something today, but I don't know if I should tell you!" Ruomei put down the tray and bowed cautiously.

"What is it?" Pei Xiaolei raised an eyebrow and asked.

Ruomei leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "I heard the Eldest Young Master returned yesterday and has been staying at Mingfeng Garden, not coming out!"

"Oh?" Pei Xiaolei was taken aback, finding it strange. Mingfeng Garden is a forbidden area of the number one manor in the world. Besides her grandmaster and grandmother, only her five senior brothers and sisters are allowed to enter. For many years, that place has been her grandmother's territory, and the younger generation rarely sets foot there. What is the eldest brother doing there?

"Miss, would you like to go to Mingfeng Garden to find out?" Ruomei's eyes darted around, and she continued with a sly smile, "The sedan chair, I've prepared it all!"

Pei Xiaolei shook her head, smiling and scolding, "You're quite clever about these things!"

Ruomei chuckled, took a cloak and draped it over her shoulders, then hurriedly escorted her to the sedan chair.

... ...

Pushing open the gate of Mingfeng Garden, Pei Xiaolei walked in alone. This was her second time entering the garden. She remembered the last time she came was for her fifth birthday, when her parents brought her. She was too young then to remember what she did there, only vaguely recalling that there was a very long thicket of trees, and beyond this dense forest, there would be a place as beautiful as a fairyland.

As she grew older, strolling through the forest again, she felt the lush trees and incredibly fresh air. Taking deep breaths, she walked slowly, and in less than fifteen minutes, she had crossed this green barrier.

Having crossed the forest, she finally understood why this place was considered forbidden. Lush grasses, birdsong, fragrant flowers, painted pavilions, clear waters and beautiful mountains… even these adjectives combined couldn't describe even a tenth of its beauty. Such a paradise, anyone who saw it would want to possess it.

She strolled along, stopping occasionally to admire the scenery, finding great pleasure in the journey. A few small deer leaped from the trees, hiding in small groups behind a large tree, their large, dark eyes curiously watching her, a stranger. She smiled, equally intrigued by these adorable creatures, and lifted her skirt to run towards them. However, after running only a few meters, the deer, which had been gazing at her intently, suddenly turned their heads, glanced into the distance, and immediately galloped away. Her brows furrowed, and she looked up; the clatter of hooves grew closer in the distance. Upon seeing the newcomer, her eyes crinkled into a smile, her cheeks glowing with a radiant light.

The man dismounted, standing before her with a refined and handsome air.

"Senior Brother!" she said softly.

"You've come!" he smiled, seemingly unsurprised by her sudden appearance, and pulled her into his embrace.

He exuded a cool, refreshing aura, and nestling against her was very comfortable.

"Did you miss me?" he asked softly.

"Yes!" She tilted her head back, nose to nose with his, and said sweetly, "I missed you so much!"

His cool lips landed on hers, lightly touching hers, coaxing her to cooperate. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, she pouted, and took the initiative, pressing her round, fish-like lips firmly against his.

"Smack, smack, smack" Three fish-like lips, devoid of any lust, suddenly burned his heart.

His face flushed slightly.

"What's wrong?" She stood on tiptoe and bit his lip, clearly not expecting such a kiss to make his heart flutter so much.

"It's been two months!" He lowered his head and bit her neck.

"Mmm!" Pei Xiaolei responded, about to follow up by asking what he had been doing for the past two months. Unexpectedly, she felt a chill on her neck as her collar was loosely pulled open. A man's hand landed on her waist, his wrist gently twitching against her slender waist, causing her tightly bound belt to fall freely.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly realized the man's intentions, so frightened she forgot the question she was about to ask.

In broad daylight, in the wild…

“No… not here… it’s…” She struggled, pushing the man away slightly.

“It’s what?” Shi Wu looked up, his eyes burning with fire.

“It’s…” She was momentarily speechless. Yes, it wasn’t the first time they’d had intimate encounters in the wild, and the scenery here was beautiful, with no one for miles around, so they wouldn’t disturb anyone or be disturbed by anyone.

“I… I’m afraid I might… I might not be able to stand properly… Let’s go back… let’s go back…” Pei Xiaolei was flustered by Shi Wu’s gaze, her mind momentarily blank, and somehow she stammered out this incoherent reason.

"Hehe... So that's what you're worried about!" Shi Wu's starry eyes flickered, and he chuckled softly. He bent down and scooped her up in his arms.

Pei Xiaolei thought he would carry her back, but instead, he strode forward, heading even deeper into the garden.

He came to a stream and placed her beside a long, smooth, and translucent boulder. The boulder was about three feet high and seven feet long, like a naturally sculpted stone bed. Pei Xiaolei touched it; the slightly cool temperature of the stone felt very comfortable against her skin.

"You sit down, I'll take care of it!" His starry eyes sparkled, and his words were gentle and considerate.

She raised an eyebrow, not sitting down, but instead pursing her lips, looking at him with a half-smile. This man...

In an instant, the smile in her eyes faded, her beautiful eyes shimmered, a layer of moisture veiling her dark eyes, making them watery, sparkling, and incredibly endearing.

“Senior Brother…” She looked up, gazing innocently at him at a 45-degree angle, “Xiaolei will be shy here…”

Shi Wu’s heart skipped a beat. Before he knew it, he was captivated by her three parts naivety and seven parts delicate fragility, and stood there dumbfounded as the petite Pei Xiaolei took the initiative, pushing him down onto the stone bed.

She stepped forward, standing between his spread legs, one knee against his inner thigh, one hand on his shoulder, and with the other, she raised her wrist, her middle and index fingers touching Shi Wu’s chin, slowly hooking upwards.

Before Shi Wu could react, Pei Xiaolei lowered her head, gazing into his eyes, her red lips slightly parted, a soft, gentle whisper tinged with a roguish excitement, “My little darling, you sit down, I’ll do it!” With that, she moved her knee, subtly rubbing against the man’s already swollen and erect crotch.

Shi Wu’s body trembled, his hips retreating half an inch, almost losing control of his clitoris from her sudden arousal.

However, he was, after all, a military man, with good stamina, composure, and resilience… In the blink of an eye, he recovered from his daze.

“May I ask, my wife, now that the fire has been ignited, what do you intend to do? How should you deal with your husband?” In terms of turning the tables, Pei Xiaolei was certainly a step below him.

However, in matters of the heart, it was clearly a grave mistake for a woman to try and outdo a man in shamelessness.

And so, under her increasingly wide-open eyes, he took her hand and thrust it straight into his underpants.

The sudden, scorching heat jolted her nerves; her palm burned, and she quickly pulled her hand away from his crotch, hiding it behind her back, still shaken.

“Big, Senior Brother…you…” She blushed and looked at him in panic, hastily taking a few steps back, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her, a feeling of utterly helpless in the face of her own actions.

Shi Wu rose and strode forward, quickly encircling her in his arms. He tilted his head and whispered in her ear, gently biting her earlobe: "Three years, three months, and seven days!" His warm breath rose and fell in her ear, his voice so soft and gentle, as if it would vanish with a gust of wind. "I... I can't hold back anymore..."

Pei Xiaolei's ear tickled from his touch. Although the lake of her heart was being stirred by his words, her mind remained clear. She remembered clearly that a little over a month ago, he was the first man to have done this and that to her.

Hmm! The Pei family motto says: You can eat whatever you want, and you can say whatever you want, but you can't eat whatever you want!

"Nonsense, it hasn't been that long... It was only a little over a month ago... um... um um..." Before she could finish her sentence, her waist tightened, and her mouth, seeking the truth, lost its voice. It was sealed tightly by a stronger pair of lips, and someone else's tongue had intruded without permission.

She opened her eyes, tears welling in her eyes, and tried to struggle, even resorting to her signature pitiful loli charm again, but... aside from the increasingly wild kisses on her lips, it was all in vain.

"Waaaaah..." After a few pitiful groans, to no avail, she finally gave up, ceasing her futile resistance, and obediently closed her eyes like him, hooking her arms around his neck, enjoying everything before her.

Hmm... actually... to be honest, Senior Brother's kisses are really amazing!

Her lips, soft and yielding, seemed to melt in his mouth, his tongue sweeping over her pearly teeth, licking and sucking inside her moist mouth. Her tongue darted away, caught again and again, only to escape again and again. His grip tightened, holding her slender waist even more firmly, his lips pressing heavily against hers, his long tongue swirling forcefully, his lips sucking in that snake-like tongue, drawing it into his own mouth. She lightly punched his shoulder, whimpering and protesting with tears in her eyes, her restless little mouth still trying to defend the truth.

Shi Wu raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. This noisy little woman, sometimes, was truly incredibly foolish.

At this moment, the man's words were utterly meaningless.

His hand slid down her collar, tracing her delicate, fair skin, stopping at her high, firm breasts, his fingers spreading wide, gently kneading them.

She let out a soft moan, her breasts aching from the man's fondling, a sharp, tingling pain shooting through her nipples. He had already left her lips, gently nibbling at her chin, his tongue slowly tracing her throat, down her neck, and landing on her smooth, delicate shoulder blades.

He nibbled and licked at her shoulder blades, listening to her slowly erratic breathing. Her firm, smooth breasts, held in his hands, were soft and tender, captivating him. He lightly pinched one of her full, ripe nipples, causing her body to tremble, her waist to quiver, and her full breasts to quiver slightly. She opened her moist eyes, glaring angrily at the man who was so wanton on top of her.

However, no matter how wide her beautiful eyes were, no matter how aggrieved her watery pupils looked, her eldest brother remained oblivious, continuing to bury his face in her shoulder, not even glancing at her.

"Eldest brother..." she called out, unwilling to play a one-woman show.

"Hmm?" He tilted his head slightly, responding softly, his gaze deep as he looked at her.

"I...oh..." Pei Xiaolei's body jerked, and before she could even close her legs, Shi Wu's hand had already swiftly shifted its position in the midst of her response, slipping directly inside her panties.

His large, calloused hand gently circled her smooth abdomen, then his slightly curved fingers inserted into her pubic hair. The soft pubic hair was slightly damp. He gently slipped through this protective layer, reaching her secret flower. Three fingers gently covered the already noticeably warm outer edge, his index and ring fingers slowly spreading open the two thick labia, his middle finger digging into the pink, moist opening.

"Uh..." The moment he touched her, her body arched sharply. She felt she should avoid or push his hand away, but quickly, an even stronger feeling surged over her. Yes, she wanted him.

A thought flashed through her mind, and her legs, which had been tightly clenched as if in a desperate attempt to mend the fence, slowly relaxed and opened...

A finger precisely stopped on her translucent pink clitoris, the fingertip lightly touching it, then the pad of the

finger pressed down, gently rubbing and moving. His movements were slow, yet he pinched and clung to that thin layer of flesh, circling that slight protrusion, his touch light at times and heavy at others, sending Pei Xiaolei's heart racing. "Uh..." She sighed, her brows furrowed, leaning her body forward, pressing all her weight onto Shi Wu. Her body heated up, and wherever his fingers touched, a tingling sensation spread. His finger wandered around her wet garden, filling it with moisture, before slowly following the fluids to the tightly closed entrance of her lower body.

His finger, covered in the sticky, transparent secretions from her body, pressed against the opening, slowly, little by little, squeezing inward.

"Hmph..." Pei Xiaolei's body stiffened, nervously awaiting the arrival of the newcomer.

He entered, his long, strong fingers slowly probing into her warm, moist body. The narrow passage was tight and hot, the surrounding muscles gently undulating, desperately trying to push the intruding object out.

"Still too tight..." he suddenly sighed, his fingers struggling to move in and out a few times before withdrawing.

His sudden departure startled Pei Xiaolei, who looked up at Shi Wu in surprise.

He kissed her forehead and smiled gently, "Don't rush, we have plenty of time!"

Hearing this, Pei Xiaolei blushed, clenching her fists and giving him a half-hearted punch on the shoulder, protesting with a mixture of shame and annoyance, "Who, who's in a hurry... It's clearly you, trying to mess things up... Ah..." Her voice suddenly rose, and before she could finish speaking, she was already being lifted onto the stone bed.

"Alright, alright... Don't be angry, my lady, you're not in a hurry at all, hmm, it's your husband who's too impatient!" As he spoke, Shi Wu's lips curled into a smile, his nose brushing against hers, then his lips lightly touching hers, his tone unexpectedly cheerful.

Pei Xiaolei nodded in satisfaction, about to praise him, when she saw that the martial arts-loving man's head had already pressed down again, and in a few moments he had her mouth on his lips, sucking and biting. Pei Xiaolei's willpower was very weak at the moment; with just a little teasing from the man, she became sluggish and simple-minded.

Before she knew it, she had been stripped naked and was now lying on the stone bed with her limbs spread wide.

His lips were close to her ear, and his soft, warm voice whispered in her ear: "Madam, relax a little, your husband will serve you well..."

She murmured, her hands that were tightly gripping the stone bed loosening slightly.

She was indeed very nervous. Her senior brother's size and stamina were astonishing. Every time they made love, he would always make the foreplay long and thorough to avoid hurting her. Sometimes, when she was aroused to the point of madness, but he remained calm and collected, she couldn't help but tease him. Of course, most of the time, he cooperated and let her taste the fruits of her labor, and then at the end, he would always cruelly launch a final counterattack, swallowing the fruits of her labor.

He was always so passionate and wild... Once the passion began, he was like an insatiable beast, devouring her completely.

Of course, she knew her own man well.

Her senior brother had a habit: the more extensive his foreplay, the more greedy and frenzied he became in the afterplay!

Although he had the means to be greedy and frenzied, and although she always felt blissful and satisfied,

that long foreplay always made her both love and hate it. It was a torturous experience for both of them, yet the senior brother always seemed to enjoy it. Sometimes, after a moment of passion, she would look at the smiling man and secretly wonder if, besides being considerate and loving, the senior brother had some other, unspeakable secret.

"Relax..." he said with a smile, gently patting her slightly tense thighs.

"Mmm..." she murmured softly, not yet straightening her bent legs, when she felt a cool sensation on her breasts as the man's lips covered them. His wet, nimble tongue licked the full, cherry-like nipple, stretching it long from tip to tip. His large hand, following suit, covered the other breast, the full, erect nipple nestled between his fingers, gently squeezed.

Soon, one breast was covered in his lustful saliva. His tongue pressed down, the tip touching the center of the nipple, then he lowered his head, taking half the breast into his mouth and sucking hard. As Pei Xiaolei bowed and sighed, his teeth gently bit the hard, swollen, red cherry. His other hand gently kneaded it a few times, then moved his palm to the base of his thumb, digging and probing at the nipple…

Pei Xiaolei trembled, unable to suppress a moan. Her hands gripped the clothes beneath her, grasping and releasing them repeatedly. A tingling, numb feeling welled up inside her, as if something was pressing down on her, making it hard to exhale fully.

She bent her knees, trying to pull them closer together, but unexpectedly, her knees were pulled apart even wider by the man, exposing her most private parts completely to his view. He took a half step forward, his thick, long member seemingly unintentionally brushing against her damp, glistening area in the sunlight.

He didn't penetrate her, but simply pressed his hard, iron-like member against that wet spot, the burning heat of it making her heart race and her breath catch in her throat.

His tongue and hands nibbled and sucked wantonly at her breasts before slowly withdrawing, his warm lips traveling down past her navel to her smooth abdomen. He moved his thin lips and planted a deep kiss there, leaving a deep imprint. He

pressed his elbows apart, spreading her legs even wider, revealing her slightly parted, pink clitoris glistening with dew, trembling slightly under his gaze beneath her soft pubic hair.

"Senior Brother, please don't... Oh... Ah..." Her body arched back, her head suddenly burning. The most private part of her body was exposed naked in broad daylight in the wild, and she finally felt ashamed and embarrassed. Her long legs twitched, trying several times to close them, but her senior brother's strong hands held them back. Instead of hiding herself, she was even more clearly exposed to the man.

He buried his face between her legs, leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles on her lower abdomen. Then, he slightly raised his chin, using his jaw to gently move it along her pubic hair, massaging it with light and heavy circles. Whenever he touched the slightly parted opening, he would lift his chin, teasingly touching it lightly.

"Senior Brother is a... uh... bad person, uh... a big bad person!" A broken accusation escaped her lips. Her heart was pounding, and after several futile attempts to resist with her legs, Pei Xiaolei could only desperately resort to verbal attacks.

"Hehe..." Shi Wu chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive private parts, sending another shiver down her spine.

"My wife is right, I am a bad man, a big bad man who bullies my wife!" He raised his head, looking at her, each word uttered with a light smile.

Pei Xiaolei was annoyed, and lightly tapped his head with her fist. This man always liked to tease her at times like this.

"Ouch..." Her hand had barely touched him when the man cried out, his head drooping, looking exhausted as if he had been seriously injured. His injured head slumped down, and his mouth "coincidentally" landed right on her slightly open private parts.

After a while, instead of hearing the man's scream of pain from the fall, she heard her own uncontrollable gasps.

"Uh...no...Big...Senior Brother...oh...woo..." She arched her back, her hips twisting and turning, her legs bent and desperately trying to close, but each time she failed, her senior brother quickly subdued her.

She squinted, a look of helplessness in her eyes. Her senior brother had already parted her most intimate lips, his soft, warm lips kissing her inside. His slightly heavy breaths fell on her damp, thin lips, gently and softly caressing that moist spot. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest felt like it was being choked by something, her breathing was erratic, her head was throbbing, only the hot, itchy sensation in her lower body washed over her senses in waves.

He parted his thin lips slightly, his tongue teasing the exposed clitoris. As she trembled slightly, his tongue curled and took that pink, soft spot into his mouth. He sucked hard, stopping as Pei Xiaolei's moans grew increasingly urgent.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm... uh..." Pei Xiaolei's body paused, her slightly arched hips slowly lowering. She thought this torment was coming to an end, but little did she know, just as she relaxed most, a sharp pain shot through her clitoris, a piercing electric current shooting through her lower body.

"Oh!" A short scream escaped her lips. Her slender waist, which had just settled, bounced up again, arching high once more. "Senior Brother!" she cried out in panic, pressing her hands against the man's shoulders, desperately trying to push him away.

Perhaps she was too delicate, or perhaps Senior Brother was too strong. She struggled for a long time, but the man on top of her didn't budge. Instead, his mouth moved, lightly nibbling at her clitoris, then sucking hard a few times. Finally, with a forceful push of his elbows, he firmly clamped her legs, which were trying to rebel.

The man's mouth opened and lifted slightly. She felt a sense of relief, thinking he had finally let her go. But before that thought could even form, the man's long tongue darted out, licking and tasting her wet, private parts from bottom to top.

"Hmph..." Another shiver ran through her. She felt like an ant on a hot pan, crawling and being fried wildly.

Sticky fluids overflowed, and without even touching them, she could feel the wetness inside her body.

He stopped at the top of the crevice, his lips sucking, taking the protruding clitoris into his mouth and sucking, the overflowing fluid making a "squeaking" sound.

"Uh...ah...wooo..." She convulsed, her head tilting back, an orgasm washing over her, a sharp pleasure rushing through her limbs. She trembled several times, grabbing Shi Wu's shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh.

Shi Wu's breathing also became heavy, his sucking becoming more and more forceful. When Pei Xiaolei began to writhe uncontrollably, he released his hands, placing her legs directly on his shoulders, restraining her with one hand while using the other, his lower body thrusting forward, precisely pressing against the woman's constantly secreting fluids. With a flick of his finger, he slowly inserted a finger into the opening. With

the fluid sliding in, he easily squeezed in a finger.

"Ugh..." Pei Xiaolei shuddered and let out a soft cry. A sudden tightness gripped her; the intrusive foreign object made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Her vaginal canal contracted desperately, opening and closing, tightly holding the finger, wanting to both swallow and expel it—a complex and unbearable feeling, just like her current emotions.

Her body's instinctive reaction further fueled his lust. He moved his finger in and out, thrusting in and out several times, exploring her narrow, tender passage. Once her body had adjusted, he immediately added another finger, two thick male fingers pressed side-by-side against the entrance. Entry wasn't easy; her slippery bodily fluids secreted even more profusely with his forceful penetration, leaving a glistening, oily patch covered in her fluids.

He slowly slid in, the two fingers penetrating deeper into the narrow, warm passage. With each deeper insertion, the pressure increased. He was inside her, in her softest, deepest recesses, feeling her intense tremors in response to his thrusts.

She cried, her increasingly rapid moans tinged with sobs.

He knew perfectly well it was the sound of a woman's pleasure, yet he kept his head low, repeatedly telling himself not to soften, not to stop—she was enjoying his love.

He loved her deeply, and of course, he knew how much pleasure his body could give her.

He would take it slowly, little by little; she was too petite and tight, while he was too strong and long.

The movements in her mouth gradually quickened, her lips glistening with her gushing fluids. She sucked forcefully, her tongue hardening as she pressed and licked the smooth, protruding area.

"Ah...ah...wooo..." Her cries grew louder, her legs bending, her knees hooking onto Shi Wu's shoulders, her hips rubbing against him as she desperately tried to sink deeper. "Senior Brother...uh...no, don't, stop...ah...ah ah...wooo...oh..." Her voice trembled, her body shaking even more. She bent over, half-erecting herself, pressing her hands against Shi Wu's head, intending to push him away, but instead, her body jerked, her hands moving in the opposite direction, pressing his mouth even deeper into her open, private garden.

Pei Xiaolei's sudden pressure had no effect on Shi Wu; on the contrary, her increasingly high-pitched voice made Shi Wu's heart pound even more wildly. He raised his other hand and pressed it against her wet, delicate clitoris, while his long tongue began to vigorously lick and brush against her slightly parted, rosy vulva. His other hand was inserted into her narrow body, digging and probing, thrusting deeper and faster into that incredibly wet cavern.

"Plop...plop..." For a moment, the sounds of sucking and the splashing of fluids mingled together, echoing the woman's uncontrolled screams.

"Uh...no, no...ah...stop...slower...uh...hmm..." She jerked violently, her hips bobbing a few times before collapsing heavily again. Her flat, snow-white breasts trembled slightly with each wave of orgasm, gradually turning a deep, intoxicating pink. Dissonant moans escaped from her slightly parted lips, rising and falling in waves. Her slender waist twisted incessantly, her legs swaying aimlessly high on the man's shoulders.

In the shade of the flowers, the man's breathing grew heavier, her cries more urgent, her lower abdomen trembled, her body twitched and jerked intermittently, her hands moved uncontrollably, sometimes clenching into fists, anxiously curling against her chest, looking utterly helpless; sometimes twisting her slender waist, grasping at her high, firm breasts, kneading them chaotically. She didn't know what was happening to her, only that she felt her whole body sinking into an indescribable abyss of lust, rising and falling, only able to relieve this unbearable restlessness by touching her own body.

"Big, senior brother... oh... hum... I... ooh... I... now... very... oh... strange..." Her body began to convulse incessantly, her words broken and incoherent.

The man's kisses became increasingly frenzied, his fingers thrusting deeper and deeper, starting from her most sensitive spots, slowly breaching her reason, waves of tingling sensations surging from the depths of her body, leaving her completely disoriented. Helplessly, she could only press her hands back down on the man's head, the culprit, pressing it against her private parts, sometimes loosely, sometimes tightly.

"Hmm...hmm...uh..." Her legs were flared, she groaned meaninglessly, her eyes glazed over the sky...

white clouds, blue sky, the man's strong, muscular body, her own heart that felt like it was about to explode... a jumble of chaotic thoughts, her mind a blank, only the waves of physical stimulation washing over her, real and tangible.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..." Her body convulsed in waves, her moans becoming short and heavy, her flushed face almost bleeding.

Suddenly, her hips arched back, her throat snapped, and a broken, hoarse sound burst from her throat.

"Ah..." she screamed, pressing him down heavily with both hands, then pulling with both hands, trying to push the man out between her legs.

In that instant, she pushed with incredible speed and force, but she couldn't outrun the gushing fluid erupting from her body like a volcanic eruption.

With a hiss, the clear liquid almost soaked half of Shi Wu's face.

Suddenly ,

she froze.

He froze too.

After a moment, Shi Wu casually raised his head, flicked his sleeve, and slowly wiped the wet liquid from his face. He even moved his lips, carefully tasting a small amount of the liquid that had entered his mouth.

A faint taste, colorless and tasteless, he swallowed it.

Lowering his head, looking down at Pei Xiaolei, whose face was flushed and who covered her face with her hands, a smile played on his lips.

"Xiaolei!" he called in her ear.

"Ugh!" Her heart tightened, she covered her face with her hands, turned her head away, bit her lip, closed her eyes, and refused to answer.

"Madam!" he called again, his gentle breath brushing against her flushed ears.

She shifted, then turned to the side, burying her head in her hands like an ostrich, shrinking to one side of the stone bed.

"Wife!" he called again, his warm lips landing on her smooth shoulder.

Suddenly, Pei Xiaolei sat up abruptly, her large, red eyes, like a little rabbit's, glancing at Shi Wu, her eyes growing increasingly wet. Then, with a "waaaah," she collapsed onto the stone bed, clutching her wet, wrinkled undershirt, and began to sob.

"Don't look at me, waaaah... I'm so ashamed, waaaah... so ashamed..."

Suddenly

, Pei Xiaolei sat up abruptly, her large, red eyes, like a little rabbit's, glancing at Shi Wu, her eyes growing increasingly wet. Then, with a "waaaah," she collapsed onto the stone bed, clutching her wet, wrinkled undershirt, and began to sob.

"Don't look at me, boohoo... I'm so embarrassed, boohoo... so embarrassing..."

"What's embarrassing about it! Hmm?" Shi Wu chuckled softly, his head down, lying on his side beside her, his lips close to her ear, whispering a question he already knew the answer to.

"You... you still ask!" Pei Xiaolei was stunned, utterly miserable, "Boohoo... you must be laughing at me now, that in broad daylight I actually... actually peed on your face!"

Uh... now it was Shi Wu's turn to be dumbfounded.

Pee?

"Hehehe..." A suppressed laugh came softly from behind Pei Xiaolei, then her clothes shifted, and the figure behind her sat up, bending his knees and laughing loudly.

"You..." She also sat up abruptly, bending her knees, pointing at Shi Wu but unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"You look so adorable!" Shi Wu stopped laughing, lowered his head, and gently touched her pouting red lips. "If my wife likes this moisture, from now on, I'll be happy no matter where you want to pee, not just on your face!" As he spoke, his long, slender fingers traced down Pei Xiaolei's smooth back, landing on her white, pert buttocks. He patted them lightly twice, then gently stroked around her buttocks. Her baby-like, delicate skin always made his heart flutter.

During the caress, his long fingers, intentionally or unintentionally, lightly touched her still trembling clitoris along the moist cleft of her buttocks.

"Ah..." she gasped, her clitoris trembling violently, quickly tightening. Then, she shifted her body, avoiding his 'intentional or unintentional' touch once more, her flushed face turning even redder.

"You, you, you..." She looked at Shi Wu with a mixture of shame and anger, stammering for a long time before finally continuing, "Who likes me? It's clearly your fault! And you, you even laughed at me!" Tears welled up in her eyes, she was extremely aggrieved.

"You..." He leaned closer again, his starry eyes slightly shimmering, gently stroking her slightly red nose, his expression both doting and helpless.

With a bend, he picked her up, letting her kneel before the stone bed. He swept away the soaked outer garment beneath her with a large hand, then skillfully took off his own coat and neatly spread it on.

"The stone is too cold!" he replied under her questioning gaze.

"My body is as strong as an ox now, you shouldn't always treat me like a walking pharmacy, I'm really not that weak!" Pei Xiaolei said loudly, her beautiful eyes flashing, the tears in them appearing and disappearing as if by magic.

“Yes, yes, yes! You’re like a cow now, your stamina is at its best! I truly believe that from the bottom of my heart.” Shi Wu answered readily, his eyes gleaming brightly. “Xiao Lei, it’s been a long time since I’ve been with you…” He whispered the last few words in Pei Xiao Lei’s ear. Shi

Wu spoke very softly, slowly, each word distinct. However, before he could finish, Pei Xiao Lei’s face flushed crimson.

After a moment, she nodded gently.

Then, she shifted her body, moving her hips further into the stone bed, sitting on the laid-out clothes.

Shi Wu took a half step forward, placing his foot between her bent legs.

Her head was slightly tilted back, her beautiful face, flushed from the afterglow of her climax, was breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly, Pei Xiaolei reached out and, under Shi Wu's surprised gaze, gently kneaded the massive male sword through the fabric. Her movements were slow and light, but her shy, delicate face and focused gaze sent a strange jolt through the man's body.

He trembled, his head bobbing as he gasped. Unbeknownst to him, Pei Xiaolei had pulled down his underpants.

"So big..." she gasped, looking at the enormous thing bouncing before her with a hint of fear.

"Trust me, you'll like it!" Hearing the praise, Shi Wu's eyes lit up. He lowered his head and whispered seductively above her head.

“I’ve always liked it…” Pei Xiaolei answered reflexively, but as soon as the words left her mouth, her heart skipped a beat, her face flushed red, and she was extremely annoyed.

Good heavens, what was she saying?!

“Hehe…I know!” Shi Wu chuckled, his deep voice low and pleasant to the ear.

Embarrassed and annoyed, she lifted his hot, thick, long sword, her delicate hands gently stroking and rubbing the blade. The man’s breathing grew heavier, his muscles tensing more and more. She looked up, stealing a glance at her powerful senior brother, and suddenly found him rather cute, desperately trying to restrain himself. A sly smile played on her lips as she took a deep breath and gently blew on his thick, veiny sword.

The soft breeze, like a pair of invisible hands, caressed Shi Wu’s sensitive and delicate male organ, and a strange sensation arose from there, like a thin layer of spider silk covering it, a tingling, itchy, and incredibly tantalizing feeling.

Shi Wu squinted, his thoughts still immersed in the gentle breeze. Meanwhile, Pei Xiaolei's small mouth covered his, her soft lips tentatively touching the tip of his penis. But unexpectedly, with just that light touch, Shi Wu's body tensed, and he gasped sharply.

Pei Xiaolei's eyes lit up, a slight smile playing at the corners of her eyes. Her nimble tongue touched the tip, circling the red, translucent shaft, spreading the soft moisture from her lips evenly over the tender, fiery red area.

She opened her lips and took him in. His enormous size filled her mouth instantly. Her breathing became heavy, her cheek muscles heaving, her lips and tongue swallowing his tip like a fish sipping water.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph...!" Shi Wu tilted his head back, unable to suppress a series of sighs. His throbbing penis was both pleasurable and unbearable from the teasing. He pressed his hands against Pei Xiaolei's shoulders, wanting to push her away yet also wanting to press her down hard.

"Is it comfortable? Like this? Hmm?" Pei Xiaolei quickly sucked on him a few times, then released him, tilting her head back alluringly to ask him.

"Comfortable...hmm..." Shi Wu's thigh twitched, his voice hoarse as he replied.

Pei Xiaolei smiled contentedly, giving him a smile that was almost too beautiful, then lowered her head and gave the most vulnerable spot at the tip of his engorged penis a deep kiss. With

a soft "pop," Shi Wu groaned, his whole body trembling violently.

Meanwhile, as he trembled, Pei Xiaolei, while rubbing his massive penis with her left hand, gently touched his scrotum with her right. At the same time, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she gazed at the man at a pure 45-degree angle.

At this moment, she looked both alluring and utterly innocent. However, if one looked closely, it wasn't hard to notice the faint smile that wasn't easily hidden at the corner of her lips. Composure

in the face of danger, boldness and meticulousness, had always been Shi Wu's strengths. Naturally, that smile would not escape his keen eyes.

"Are you deliberately torturing me?" He pressed her down on the stone bed, his face fierce, his eyes narrowed, and he said dangerously.

However, this fierceness had little power and did not intimidate Pei Xiaolei in the slightest. She calmly raised her hand, as if she had eaten the courage of a leopard, and imitated Shi Wu's mannerisms, scraping his straight nose, showing an aura no weaker than his, and said: "I am, using his own methods against him!"

"Oh!" Shi Wu's eyebrows turned, and he immediately recalled the passionate and messy appearance of her when he had just spoken of her, and he smiled. 03-07

Fusion (Part 2)

"If that's the case, Madam, then let's not torture each other anymore and only increase our resentment!" Saying that, without waiting for Pei Xiaolei's consent, he nimbly bent her legs, pulled them open to the sides and upwards, and at the same time, he unceremoniously took his place.

Pei Xiaolei panicked and immediately tried to close her legs, but it was too late. Her legs were already firmly clamped down by Shi Wu, unable to move. Looking at his focused expression, her face flushed and burned. She pouted, unsure whether to hit him or scold him, and could only turn her head away, refusing to look at him.

Shi Wu looked down at Pei Xiaolei's still wet, pink, slightly parted private parts, and gradually, his dark, deep eyes narrowed.

He moved closer to her body, his erect member tentatively touching her wet garden. She immediately trembled, lifted her body, and let out a soft moan.

With a soft chuckle, Shi Wu leaned down again, biting her ear and whispering, "My lady, I'm about to begin!" He grasped his enormous member, gently patting it a few times before her wet entrance, then, moistened with fluid, pressed it against her rosy opening, slowly, inch by inch, pushing it in. Her

tightly closed orifice was forced open, a trickle of lubricating fluid seeping out, dripping down her buttocks onto her clothes. Her body arched, her bent legs rubbing against the stone bed. "Mmm..." she frowned, letting out a soft moan, her body tense.

He entered, his enormous, hard member like a red-hot iron rod, slowly penetrating her body. The sheer size almost seemed to tear her inner passage, a slight, throbbing pain emanating from deep within. With her eyes closed, she could clearly feel his burning heat and pent-up ferocity. Instinctively, she tightened her muscles, squeezing and pushing, trying to expel this extremely powerful and dangerous object from her body. However, the more she pushed, the more it enveloped her. Gradually, apart from a deep feeling of being filled, she could feel nothing else.

A bead of sweat fell from Shiwu's forehead. His hard, long member had only penetrated halfway before being blocked in the middle of the passage. The massive blade was being pushed by the surrounding pressure, and the dense folds inside the passage enveloped him, like thousands of mouths clinging to it. She seemed to be both resisting him and casting a spell, tempting and enticing him. Her body was always so firm. No matter how many times he entered her, or how frenzied his movements, she could always recover to her optimal state in the shortest amount of time. This was true three years ago, and three years later, it had reached its peak, driving him wild time and time again, losing himself in her body, finding it sweet and pleasurable.

Sometimes, in matters of the heart, the more a woman resists, the more easily arouse a man's fighting spirit and desire to conquer.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger I become. As the God of War, General Pei gave Pei Xiaolei almost no room for negotiation. With a thrust of his hips, his sharp, massive penis plunged into her deepest depths with unstoppable force.

"Ah..." Pei Xiaolei trembled and screamed. Her lower body was stretched full and swollen by the forcefully inserted penis, the walls of her body almost tearing open, and her body felt a strange pain.

The martial arts master began to thrust, the rhythm becoming faster and faster. His thick, hard penis, like a huge, red-hot rod, gently and heavily pounded into her soft, tight body. His eyes were half-closed, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy and labored with each movement.

"Huff, huff..." He let out a heavy sigh, feeling like this woman was driving him crazy. Every thrust of his penis met with tremendous resistance, and every time he withdrew, she would cling to him like a clingy child, refusing to let go.

In and out, in their most intimate place, a tug-of-war raged between equals.

"You little devil!" With a heavy thrust, Shi Wu leaned down and lightly bit Pei Xiaolei's firm nipple.

"Ah..." she winced, tears welling in her eyes, "Why did you bite me?"

Shi Wu's lips curled into a smile, he lightly kissed her lips, his voice husky and seductive, "Because... my wife's skin is so smooth and delicious, I've decided that today I'll devour you completely."

This was a declaration of war, blatantly so!

"Nonsense!" She bit her lip, then playfully touched his nose, declaring war, "Today, I'm going to drain you dry!"

Hearing this, Shi Wu grinned, "You really can't stand the slightest loss!" With that, he took a step forward, lifted one of her legs, draped it over his shoulder, and slightly rolled her body, changing their position. Then, with a thrust of his narrow hips, the long sword buried inside her began to move in and out, deep and shallow.

Moans, high and low, rose again, "Hmph, haha..." echoing through the vast garden.

Pei Xiaolei's face was flushed, her slightly parted lips a fiery red, a series of moans flowing from her mouth. With each increasingly intense thrust, she supported herself with one elbow on the ground, the other gripping the man's arm, half-sitting up, staring blankly at the enormous weapon that both loved and feared her, penetrating her body again and again.

"What are you thinking about now?" The man's hand caressed her delicate lips, a finger slipping into her mouth. She was startled, then snapped back to reality, her alluring eyes half-closed as she gazed at Shi Wu. She gently took the long finger, still wet with her own fluids, into her mouth, sucking on it like a baby. Simultaneously, her lower body contracted faster, her vagina churning and gripping the long object inside her.

"Hmm..." His breathing quickened, his throbbing penis almost snapping under the pressure of her narrow, wet passage. Waves of muscle contraction brought him both pain and pleasure, and the soft, lubricating touch of the finger made his heart tingle.

"I...uh...I was...thinking...hmm...Big, Senior Brother..." She swayed from the man's thrusts, turning her head away, spitting out his finger, her hands pressing tightly against the stone bed, her words muffled.

Shi Wu's eyes darkened, his movements suddenly accelerating. His enormous penis, like a mad lion, rampaged through her narrow passage.

"Ah...hum...ah ah...oh...ah..." Pei Xiaolei screamed uncontrollably, her body swaying wildly, her hands tearing at her clothes, her head shaking from side to side, her black hair disheveled, her fair body arching upwards as the long sword thrust wildly into her.

A burning heat surged to her head, Pei Xiaolei screamed in a daze, her legs gripping the man's large sword, her body convulsing violently, the ultimate pleasure about to overwhelm her. But he suddenly withdrew, completely withdrawing from her body.

A bucket of cold water was poured over her, Pei Xiaolei stared blankly, her slightly red eyes wide, as the brown penis, its veins bulging, that had brought her to the brink of ecstasy, dragged away the long strands that had been pulled from her body, leaving between her legs.

A strong sense of loss washed over her. Just as she was about to ask what had happened, the man flipped over, picked her up, and sat down. With a gentle lift, he had her back to him, legs spread, straddling him like a toilet boy.

Before Pei Xiaolei could recover from the sudden turn of events, Shi Wu's large hand had already slipped through her arms, pressing against her firm, swollen breasts, kneading them wantonly. His other hand, supporting his wet, throbbing, thick penis, gently patted Pei Xiaolei's slippery, moist vulva.

Pei Xiaolei's body trembled, jerking a few times from the man's stimulation, but she couldn't stand up.

After a while, Shi Wu raised his chin and rubbed it against her slightly damp back, his low, husky voice breaking the silence, seductively asking, "What were you thinking about me just now? Hmm?" As he spoke, he flicked her hard nipple, his large hand moving downwards, parting her vulva, and with a slightly curved finger, precisely tapped her clitoris, causing it to erect.

"Ah!" A high-pitched scream rang out, and Pei Xiaolei shuddered again, her body arching back violently, unable to hear what he was saying.

"What are you thinking about me?" Shi Wu tapped her finger again, his voice low and husky as he asked the question once more, his patience evident.

"What...what are you thinking about?" Pei Xiaolei's mind was a jumbled mess, and she asked blankly.

"I'm thinking about how Senior Brother will devour me completely!" Shi Wu chuckled, increasing the speed of his thrusts while gently nibbling her earlobe, kindly providing the standard answer.

"I...hmm...I'm thinking about how Senior Brother will...devour...devour me completely!" The so-called 'dizziness' and 'infatuation' were probably Pei Xiaolei's current state. Her face flushed, her eyes closed, parroting through 'hmm hmm hah hah.'

"So obedient?" Shi Wu smiled contentedly.

Obedient?

Pei Xiaolei was startled. After a long while, her mind cleared, and she suddenly remembered their earlier conversation about who devoured whom, who drained whom dry. Pei Xiaolei felt

a chill run down her spine, and tears immediately streamed down her face. Senior Brother, is it really necessary for you to be so petty with me at a time like this?

"You lost!" Shi Wu lightly nibbled at her back, laughing, clearly feeling no shame for taking advantage of her vulnerability to gain victory.

"No!" Her mind cleared, and her stubbornness resurfaced, making Pei Xiaolei deny it without a second thought.

"I won!" With that, she lifted her body, one hand reaching into her hot, moist private parts, two fingers slowly spreading open her slippery, hidden opening. Her other hand moved down, grasping Shi Wu's burning hot penis, gently rubbing it a few times before aiming it at her opened pink inner passage and inserting it.

Pei Xiaolei took a deep breath, lowered her head, relaxed her body, and slowly swallowed the incredibly hard and long penis beneath her. All shyness and embarrassment were now forgotten; her mind was solely focused on proving to Shi Wu that she was the victor who had drained him dry. She hadn't considered why her senior brother, who had always given her everything, was now taking her seriously, nor did she notice the smug satisfaction in Shi Wu's eyes as he stood behind her.

Pei Xiaolei slowly lowered her body, gradually inserting the hot, thick male penis into her, slowly swallowing the swollen, engorged desire, merging it into her own hot, deep, mysterious ocean.

However, every inch of the man's penetration gave her a feeling of being filled, a complex feeling of satisfaction mixed with fear, tension and anticipation, rising from the deepest part of her body and piercing her heart, making her heart pound and her breathing difficult.

Urged on by the man's restrained patience, she slightly lifted her hips, placed her hands on Shi Wu's thighs, and began to envelop his large penis, moving up and down.

Shi Wu's penis was very long and large, almost twice the size of others, and inserted into Pei Xiaolei's tight body, it was destined not to fall out easily.

Pei Xiaolei forcefully lifted her hips and rotated, twisting her waist as she thrust him deep inside her, intensifying the primal friction between their bodies. The fire burned ever brighter, and the man's breathing behind her was beyond just heavy. Their bodies pressed together, their skin burning hot, every twitch of his muscles proclaiming that she had successfully captured him.

She opened her mouth wide, panting heavily, her lower body rising and falling with increasing urgency. Suddenly, with a soft "snap," Shi Wu, taking advantage of her falling weight, thrust his hips forward, quickly and forcefully penetrating her depths. He pressed down with both hands, pulling her slender waist and pressing her against his body. Pei Xiaolei's legs shifted, her body went limp, and she fell heavily to the ground. The man's desire, like a thick wooden stick, pierced straight into her body, so enormous that it not only filled her depths without leaving any space, but the tip of the arrow was even pressing against her cervix.

Supporting her weight, the man cupped her buttocks with both hands, and, moving clockwise, swirled his erect penis inside her, stirring it sparsely. As he stirred, slippery fluid occasionally seeped out, wetting both of their thighs.

"Hmph... Ahh... Hmph... Ahhh..." Pei Xiaolei trembled, her vagina contracting and relaxing, greedily swallowing the food in her mouth amidst the subtle pain.

A large bead of sweat slid down the martial man's forehead, his muscular physique covered in sweat. He occasionally tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth, groaning. Behind her back, unseen, his body had already surrendered.

Shi Wu's movements gradually quickened, thrusting upwards relentlessly against Pei Xiaolei's body. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh mingled with the rapid, broken moans and groans between the man and woman, growing increasingly frantic.

"Ah...ah ah...too deep...oh...god...so big...hmm...so good..." Pei Xiaolei's screams rose higher and higher with each faster and fiercer thrust from the man. Sharp stimulation at their point of contact numbed her nerves, the waves of orgasm washing over her body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah...um...oh..." Pei Xiaolei convulsed, completely immersed in the frenzied lust, oblivious to the fact that the sensations and moans flowing from her dazed state were the most exquisite praise and affirmation for the man, satisfying his confidence and intensely stimulating his body.

"Xiaolei...uh...hmm..." Gradually, a low, hoarse groan rose from Shi Wu's throat as he thrust his hips and waist relentlessly, driving Pei Xiaolei on top of him in a frenzy of thrusting. Her wild, unrestrained movements as she twisted and spun his member deeply stimulated his already weakened mind.

He turned her head and kissed her, completely engulfing her half-open mouth. His long tongue entwined with hers, sucking hard, almost swallowing her tongue whole.

"Ugh..." Pei Xiaolei was startled by this sudden, passionate kiss, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost forgot to breathe, her face flushed red, until his member left her lips and circled her ear.

"My lady, you're going to kill your husband!" he said in a low, hoarse voice, then pressed his hand against her vulva, gently probing and digging, before lightly patting her clitoris.

At the same time, his thick, hard penis, like a red-hot iron rod, thrust wildly into Pei Xiaolei's body, each frenzied penetration piercing the deepest part of her body, sending her to the clouds again and again. He thrust so forcefully, his scrotum slapping against Pei Xiaolei's wet vulva with a "slap slap slap," soaked with fluid.

"Uh...uh uh...no, don't..." Pei Xiaolei tilted her head back, trembling all over. Her whole body was flushed with a faint rose color, both beautiful and eerie.

"Big...big, senior brother...no, no...ah...haha...wuwu...want..." Pei Xiaolei cried out unsteadily, her teeth chattering. From her fingers to her toes, no part of her body was calm. A tsunami of electricity washed over her flesh, and with the frequency of the thrusts inside her, it became more and more intense.

"Faster...faster, stop...um...ah ah...too, too...uh...oh...stimulating..." Her cries grew louder, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her heart pounding so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Hmph...hmph..." Shi Wu's face was flushed, his brows furrowed, and he groaned involuntarily. He thrust his hips violently, penetrating Pei Xiaolei's tight passage with inhuman speed and depth. Her pink flesh clung tightly to his large member, sinking in and out with each of his movements...

He was fast, she was fast; he was slow, she was slow... At their point of contact, the sounds of their bodies clapping and squelching, like cupping therapy, were particularly lewd in the quiet garden.

"Ah...ah...haha...hmph...no, no, no...oh!" Suddenly, Pei Xiaolei jolted as if electrocuted, followed by a violent spasm. Her body bounced upwards several times like a slingshot, then she screamed, and a gush of hot fluid spurted out like a fountain. A surge of indescribable, frenzied stimulation coursed through her body, raging like a hurricane. Before her climax had even ended, she desperately tried to get up, wanting to escape the weapon of the madman.

But before she could even regain her balance, she was suddenly pinned down by the madman's grip. He forcefully pulled her legs together, pressing her back against her chest. Her vagina, now tightly gripping his penis, was squeezed into a narrow slit, yet it still struggled to swallow the enormous weapon amidst her rapid, convulsing spasms.

"Ugh..." A wave of passion washed over her. Pei Xiaolei's body jerked, straightening, her body still gripping the penis inside her, convulsing violently.

The madman groaned, pressing her even deeper into his massive member amidst her screams. Her body burned, her vagina spasming and contracting rapidly, as if trying to tear him apart and crush him within.

"Xiaolei, Xiaolei, Xiaolei..." Suddenly, he began to thrust wildly, urgently calling out his wife's name, his entire body trembling.

"Oh..." Suddenly, his narrow waist jerked, his firm hips twitching a few times, and a stream of hot, white fluid spurted into her deepest depths.

"Ah... um... ah ah... ah... no... no... oh oh... hmph hmph hmph..." Pei Xiaolei's body convulsed violently, twisting her waist anxiously. She had been driven mad by the hot fluid; in the overwhelming climax, her body convulsed violently a few times before her body arched back, her muscles tensed, her eyes wide open, staring at the sky in despair.

Her lower body shuddered, and another small stream of fluid spurted out.

"Buzz..." Pei Xiaolei's mind went blank. Her body swayed weakly, and with a "plop," she sat vertically on the lustful man's penis, letting it penetrate all the way in, shooting the next few streams of white, turbid fluid directly into her uterus.

After a long while, the surroundings finally returned to their usual calm!

Shi Wu quieted down, his still enormous penis, its attack now ceased, resting peacefully inside Pei Xiaolei's body. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind, his head resting contentedly against her sweaty hair, breathing heavily.

Pei Xiaolei, leaning back against him, gradually calmed her breathing, her thighs still trembling slightly, her body mostly still. She leaned against Shi Wu's heart, listening quietly to his still erratic heartbeat, a gentle smile playing on her lips. At that moment

, neither of them spoke.

The so-called victory or defeat was no longer important!

Three years passed in the blink of an eye. Three years later, her appearance remained unchanged, still looking like she was eighteen or nineteen, but the unintentional charm in her eyes, her every smile, her every gesture was captivating.

Three years later, if there was any change in her, it was her astonishing physical recovery. No matter how much she toiled at night, a little rest was all it took for her to quickly regain her energy. Perhaps that was why her fellow disciples so recklessly filled her time, forcing her to work tirelessly every night.

Pei Xiaolei lay supine beside Shi Wu, a thick, milky-white mixture slowly flowing from between her slightly parted legs.

Shi Wu frowned, extended two fingers, and pressed down on the exit, blocking the remaining fluid inside her.

Pei Xiaolei was slightly surprised and opened her eyes to look at him.

"Since you've come all this way, let's take a walk!" He kissed her forehead and said, glancing at her.

"Okay!" she said with a smile, about to get up to put on her clothes, but her body sank, and Shi Wu pressed her down again.

"No need to change!" He pulled her legs apart with both hands, and with a thrust of his narrow waist, forced the turbid fluid back into her body.

"Uh…!" Pei Xiaolei lifted her hips, supporting his weight. His large, thick penis, returning to her familiar spot, still filled her completely. She sighed softly. Sometimes, she wondered where her senior brother's astonishing stamina and endurance came from.

"Didn't we say we'd take a walk? Why are you…" she asked softly, gazing at the man on top of her.

"We can walk, and…" He didn't finish the last two words, but his lecherous look clearly revealed his intentions.

"How could this be, no... oh..." Pei Xiaolei was about to argue when her feet suddenly lightened, and she found herself hanging wide-open on Shi Wu's elbows. Her body sank under the pressure of the ground, pressing even deeper onto Shi Wu's penis.

"Let's go!" Shi Wu kissed her startled, half-open lips and stood up with a smile.

Pei Xiaolei felt a chill and immediately wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, afraid she would fall.

Shi Wu walked slowly, taking each step slowly, deliberately choosing winding, bumpy paths. The swaying and bouncing caused Pei Xiaolei to gasp repeatedly, her body sometimes tense, sometimes limp, gently trembling as the massive member inside her quivered.

At this moment, Pei Xiaolei had no time to appreciate the scenery; her very soul was hanging over her life. Her swollen, hot private parts were now filled with a man's enormous member, and she couldn't swallow it or spit it out. The member was also being unreasonable, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes thrusting, sometimes churning, playing tricks on her wet, hot depths.

She groaned for a long time, until Shi Wu lifted his leg and, as he stepped onto a half-foot-high stone step, finally let out a soft "Oh..." Her body trembled violently, her hands tightened, and she wrapped them around Shi Wu's neck. Using the strength of his arms, she gently lifted her hips and waist, pleading pitifully in a trembling voice, "Hmph... Big, Senior Brother... don't... oh... don't go..."

"Just a little longer, we're almost there!" He smiled and kissed her moist eyes, coaxing her softly. But then, he thrust into her, his arms lowering her legs as he pressed her down.

"Snap!" A loud sound of flesh slapping echoed as the man's sharp, muscular longsword swiftly and cleanly pierced its sheath.

"Oh... um... ahh... oh... hmph..." Pei Xiaolei's body jolted, trembling from the sudden penetration. Before she could even resist, the swaying of the stone steps below sent her reeling.

"We're here!" Shi Wu patted her thigh lightly, smiling.

"Hmm?" She opened her eyes, pouting slightly, her eyes wide as she looked up at Shi Wu.

"Look!" Shi Wu stepped aside, revealing the scenery behind him.

"My God, it's so beautiful!" Pei Xiaolei's mouth gaped open, her eyes wide with amazement as she gazed at the view before her, completely stunned. The vast Mingfeng Garden unfolded before her like a painting, with towering mountains, flowing water, gardens, and flowerbeds all laid out before her.

"In the past, my great-grandmother drew the plans for Phoenix Cry Garden right here. All the wonders and famous gardens in the world are contained within this garden!" Shi Wu whispered in her ear, explaining, "This is a palace that my great-grandmother spent decades and countless sums of money to build for you!"

"For me?" Pei Xiaolei was taken aback and looked back at Shi Wu.

"Yes! For you!" Shi Wu answered affirmatively.

Pei Xiaolei was about to argue that she didn't even know where she was decades ago when Shi Wu kissed her lips, sucking and nibbling for a while before lifting his head amidst her moans and protests, continuing to explain, "My great-grandmother's divination skills are unparalleled in the world!"

Yes, how could she not have thought of this? If we're talking about divination of ghosts and gods, my great-grandmother's skill is unmatched in the world.

"Do you like it?" Shi Wu leaned forward, suddenly bending over at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Ah..." Pei Xiaolei cried out in surprise, her upper body drooping down, almost parallel to the ground.

"Do you like it?" He suddenly withdrew from her body, leaving only his large, shiny tip pressed against the entrance, his deep voice slightly rough.

"I...I like it..." Pei Xiaolei was suspended in mid-air, both surprised and frightened, and quickly answered.

"That's good!" Shi Wu's starry eyes flashed, seemingly quite satisfied with the answer. He lowered his body even further, pressing against Pei Xiaolei's chest. "Now that we've seen the scenery, let's...do something else!"

"Huh?" Pei Xiaolei was stunned, completely unexpected. After going around in circles, what he was thinking about was still the same thing.

"Hold on tight!" As soon as Shi Wu finished speaking, he thrust his narrow waist forward, and his thick, long member slid in.

"No...ah...ah ah...oh...hmm hmm hmm...ah..." Before her pleas for mercy could even begin, a groan preceded her. Her body, suspended in mid-air, swayed back and forth as the man thrust into her. Her tight, narrow passage contracted and swallowed, clinging tightly to the man's long sword. The hot inner walls sucked and twisted, for the first time so eagerly trying to hold onto this intruder.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..." Shi Wu squinted, his throat bobbing incessantly. The muscles in his buttocks clenched tightly, thrusting and pounding. His enormous penis was tightly and firmly wrapped around her, each pull of flesh causing him both pain and pleasure. A tremendous pleasure, along with this stimulation, surged through her body, wave after wave, washing over him.

“No, no, no… ah… ah, ah, ah… stop, stop… ah, ah, ah…” As Shi Wu’s thrusts quickened, Pei Xiaolei’s pleas grew more urgent. Her legs swayed, her half-body suspended in mid-air, her full, white breasts jiggling back and forth with each thrust.

“Hmph, hmph, hmph…” Shi Wu’s groans grew heavier, each one like he was holding his breath, and his movements became increasingly vigorous, his buttocks trembling incessantly.

“Say… hmph… say you love me!” He suddenly lowered his head and bit down on Pei Xiaolei’s erect nipple, his heavy breath hot and scalding her breasts.

“Ah, ah ah… I, I… I love you… ah… ah… hmph…” Pei Xiaolei also lost her composure, her body tensing, wrapping her arms around the man’s neck, using the momentum to lean towards him. The “sizzling” sound of fluids splashing between their young bodies rang out, both melodious and lewd.

"I...uh, uh...I, hmph..." Shi Wu's face flushed red, and he couldn't finish his sentence, stammering and groaning.

Suddenly, Shi Wu moved his hands, swiftly supporting her waist instead.

"Ah..." As if by unspoken agreement, almost simultaneously, she let out a soft moan, her long legs hooking tightly around his waist.

"Xiao, Lei..." With a sudden shout, he pulled away from her body, and amidst a spray of fluid, he thrust heavily inside her again, followed by a series of violent pumps.

"Xiao Lei, Xiao Lei..." He frantically called her name, frantically ramming into her body, his enormous penis like a giant cast iron rod, hot and hard, plunging straight into Pei Xiao Lei's wet and hot passage.

"Ah, ah...ah...hahaha...oh...hmph..." Pei Xiao Lei twisted her body desperately, her limbs tightening around him, she desperately responding to him, offering her body the most honest response.

“I…I love you too! Mmm…” Suddenly, he thrust in hard, penetrating to her deepest point. Immediately, a scalding gush of fluid shot into her body.

“Ah…” Pei Xiaolei screamed, her vagina contracting violently, her whole body trembling from the heat. Her private parts, still holding his penis, convulsed violently, and after a violent spasm, she was shaking uncontrollably, her ears ringing with a chaotic noise.

“Ugh!” Another heavy groan escaped Pei Xiaolei's lips as he thrust his hips forward, ejaculating the last stream of hot semen into her.

“Ah!” She shuddered again from the heat, her toes curling in excitement.

After a moment, Shi Wu raised his large hand and pulled Pei Xiaolei up, returning her to the position of holding a baby.

Pei Xiaolei released his neck, her hands slipping through his arms to embrace his back. Their bodies pressed together, flesh against flesh, as intimate as conjoined twins.

"Senior Brother, put me down!" After what seemed like an eternity, she said in a hoarse, trembling voice.

"Alright!" Shi Wu glanced around at the surroundings, then smiled and nodded, suggesting, "Let's go sit over there!"

Following Shi Wu's suggestion, Pei Xiaolei looked up and saw a towering forest and a profusion of flowers ahead.

"Hmm!" She nodded, about to land, when Shi Wu pressed down on her, tightly holding her waist and hips, and quickly walked to the side.

***********I am a CJ separator**** Always CJ, forever CJ******Sprinkling flowers! *******

A sweet, light floral fragrance wafted towards her. She was placed under a large tree, looking up at the tree full of flowers, instantly dazzled by the dazzling red petals.

She was now sitting on a tree stump, its base, more than a meter wide, smoothed and covered with a soft blanket. The branches and leaves around the stump were intertwined, and two half-meter-thick trunks grew straight along the stump, like a natural chair back. On each side grew two wrist-thick, strangely shaped, crooked trunks, their bases also covered with the same blanket. Indeed, this was a tree chair that had been artificially decorated.

With a swift movement, he laid her down, dragging his longsword, stained with a ring of milky white fluid, and pulled a strand of clear liquid from her erogenous zone.

Pei Xiaolei blushed, staring blankly at the man, his body a mess, yet still full of energy, his head held high, a sudden tremor running through her heart.

He took a step closer, meeting her gleaming gaze with a calm smile.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"No! I wasn't looking at anything!" Pei Xiaolei's eyes flashed, and she immediately turned her head to look at the soft blanket beside her, seemingly studying the clean-looking blanket carefully, wondering where it came from and what materials it was made of...

"I see..." Shi Wu chuckled softly, leaning his body towards her, grabbing her ankles with both hands, and slowly pressing her backward. "Since my wife won't look at me, then it's my turn to look at her!"

"Ah! No...no...ouch, it hurts!" Pei Xiaolei panicked and quickly moved her waist backward, but after only a few steps, her head hit the tree trunk behind her with a "thud." Although the soft blanket cushioned the impact, it still hurt so much that she grimaced.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Shi Wu saw that she had bumped into something and quickly released her feet, anxiously coming over to check on her.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just kidding!" Pei Xiaolei had originally intended to downplay the situation, but seeing Shi Wu frown, she felt a pang of reluctance and quickly waved her hand, obediently letting the matter drop.

"Really?" He was skeptical.

"Really!" She nodded repeatedly, assuring him, afraid he would delve deeper.

"That's good!" Shi Wu smiled slightly, seemingly completely convinced by her words. With a flick of his hands, he bent and lifted her legs again, pulling them apart and hooking them onto the tree trunks, revealing a W-shaped position.

"Oh! Senior Brother... no... don't do this..." Pei Xiaolei trembled, completely unprepared for his gaze.

"Grab here, don't bump into anything!" He settled her legs, but instead of rushing to pull her back as expected, he put his arm around her waist, pulled her down, and guided her hands to grab two other tree trunks. After carefully checking that her head and forehead were indeed unharmed, he returned to her feet and knelt down on one knee.

"Senior Brother!" Pei Xiaolei exclaimed in surprise, bending down to stand up.

"Don't move!" Shi Wu raised both hands and gently patted her thighs, and Pei Xiaolei immediately quieted down.

"Get up! Don't...don't...look like that..." Pei Xiaolei arched her body, her face instantly burning hot enough to fry an egg.

"Relax, don't be nervous!" Shi Wu's voice was a little hoarse, his deep eyes fixed on Pei Xiaolei's wide-open vulva exposed before him. He swallowed hard.

A thick white fluid gushed out from her still-open pink cave, dripping little by little down her buttocks onto the blanket.

Shi Wu's eyes darkened, and he pressed a finger against her slightly open vulva, gently dabbing some of the vomited white fluid, and then, with the lubrication of her body, squeezed it back in.

"Uh!" Pei Xiaolei shuddered, her vaginal canal contracting, pushing his long finger into the middle of her passage. She groaned softly, and after a long while, she stammered, "Senior Brother...there's plenty of time...we...um...no need, no need to rush!"

Shi Wu's eyes flashed, he smiled, and withdrew his long finger, pulling it out of her body.

Pei Xiaolei felt a sense of relief, thinking that their lovemaking was over, but unexpectedly, at that moment, her lower body went limp, and her wet clitoris was sucked into the man's mouth.

"Ah..." The sudden stimulation made her involuntarily shake her legs, swaying the tree trunk. With a whoosh, a fragrant aroma filled the air, and countless red petals, each the size of a thumb, slowly floated down from the air, landing one by one on their intertwined bodies.

Shi Wu looked up, staring at the falling petals, momentarily stunned.

"So beautiful!" Pei Xiaolei couldn't help but say.

"Yes!" Shi Wu replied.

"You fixed this place, didn't you?" She turned to look at him, her heart warming.

"Our ancestor always said that our Pei family bloodline is too thin, and that we... should work harder!" Shi Wu blushed slightly, a little embarrassed, and said, "I originally planned to bring you here again tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come in by yourself today!" He didn't mention the chairs, stools, flowers, grass, and so on, but it was enough for her to understand.

Pei Xiaolei smiled gently. No wonder he hid in Mingfeng Garden as soon as he returned; just wrapping these tree trunks must have taken a lot of effort.

"Everyone says military generals are rough, but no one would imagine that the General Pei they admire and worship is actually a gentle, romantic, and very charming man!"

"You mean I'm not rough enough? Hmm!" Shi Wu's lips curled up, his eyes clearly smiling, yet he deliberately raised his eyebrows, putting on a stern, indignant expression, completely reversing the original meaning of her words, as if her heartfelt praise had turned into a resentful complaint about his lack of effort in the bedroom.

Pei Xiaolei quickly shook her head, hastily protesting, "I didn't say that!"

"Didn't? Hmm?" Shi Wu pressed down on her again, his sharply defined, handsome features magnifying before her, an invisible pressure like a mountain pressing down on her head.

"I, I..." She suddenly felt short of breath, her willpower wavering under the coercion of this tyrannical force.

“Military generals are all rough!” He gently licked the back of her ear, breathing softly, “And I, your husband, am no exception!” With that, he moved his hips, grasping his already rock-hard member, aimed it at her slightly swollen private parts, and thrust in forcefully.

“Ah…” Pei Xiaolei groaned, her body arching, half-closing her eyes as she endured his heavy penetration. Then, with a series of rises and falls, as if to prove himself, his movements suddenly quickened.

His thick penis, like a stick, penetrated her body from above, and after a series of violent thrusts, began to churn in that warm, narrow place.

"Ah, ahh...no, no...Big, senior brother...too...too...ah...ha, ha...too fast...please, please...slow down...oh oh...slower...ah...hum...!" She begged incoherently, her flat, white belly rising and falling with each of the man's frenzied thrusts, her pink passage spasming in waves, the tight inner walls clinging to the man's bulging, muscular penis, the flesh turning inside out and inward as he entered. Her moans, a mixture of sorrow and joy, her high-pitched screams and low moans, echoed in this beautiful garden.

"Ah...hum...ah ah...I...no, that's enough...oh...woo...be gentle...uh uh..." The sounds of flesh colliding and the splashing of fluid grew louder and louder. The two sounds, "crack, crack" and "splish, splish," were like the most beautiful harmony, telling the story of the two people's most primal passion.

"Hmph, hmph..." Shi Wu frowned, his breath hot and heavy. His muscular body was covered with beads of sweat. His engorged penis was squeezed inside her body. No matter how many times he thrust in and out, the tight passage was like a highly elastic leather ring, encircling his sword and squeezing desperately. The soft, moist inner walls were like countless small mouths, sucking and biting his bulging, swollen penis.

"Huff, huff, huff..." He gasped for breath several times, too preoccupied to notice Pei Xiaolei's moans that were a mixture of pleasure and pain. He only knew that his member was growing larger and larger as the woman swallowed it, the tightness making his whole body burn.

"Xiaolei..." Suddenly, he pulled out, the tip flicking against Pei Xiaolei's trembling pink lips, slowly rubbing against them.

"You're so beautiful!" he sighed, his long hands gently caressing her cheeks, his reddened eyes gazing intently at her. He gently touched her rosy lips, then lowered his head to kiss her, whispering, "I love you!"

"Mmm!" Pei Xiaolei hummed in response, still caught up in the passion, unsure if it was a moan or a reply. She simply twisted her body slightly, then raised her legs, which were dangling from the tree trunk, instinctively rubbing against his hot, monstrous member, moving it back and forth. A pair of flawless, firm, and full breasts bounced up and down with her movements, alluring and captivating.

"You... little vixen!" he gasped, gritting his teeth, but his half-closed eyes and unfocused gaze betrayed him completely.

"If I were a vixen..." Pei Xiaolei smiled, shifting her body, her lips, glistening with love juice, landing on Shi Wu's scrotum, wet and seemingly steaming, gently pressing against his soft testicles, softly clinging.

"Then you, my dear husband... you are a wild and ferocious beast!" Her flirtatious voice, seductive and alluring, sent shivers down Shi Wu's spine.

The seemingly derogatory yet actually complimentary words pleased Shi Wu greatly. He raised an eyebrow, grasped her slender waist, and slid his longsword back to probe her wet entrance. His hoarse voice, soft enough to wring water, said, "If that's the case, then your husband will certainly not fail your praise and will do his utmost to be a fierce and savage beast!" With that, he pressed Pei Xiaolei's hips back onto the wooden stake, his swollen, frighteningly large penis thrusting deeply into her.

"Ugh..." Pei Xiaolei arched her upper body in a jolt, her legs, suspended on the tree trunk, jerked violently, and petals began to fall from the air.

Bright red petals landed on her fair body, two of them landing squarely on her firm nipples, swaying gently with her movements.

“‘To die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, is to be romantic!’ The ancients were right!” Shi Wu chuckled and sighed as he slowly began to thrust. His movements were slow, each entry penetrating completely, each withdrawal fully, his advances and retreats extremely gentle, utterly devoid of the wildness he had described. Yet, for some reason, Pei Xiaolei felt a sense of calm before the storm.

He propped himself up on his elbows on either side of her body, his warm lips lightly kissing her round breasts, nibbling and nibbling, sometimes biting the nipples, sometimes licking her tender flesh, slowly leaving one startling kiss mark after another on her snow-white breasts.

After a long while, he moved his hands, lowering her raised legs, bending them at about ninety degrees, pressing them flat against the wooden stake.

“Xiaolei, I love you…” he suddenly said, his gaze burning as he stared at her tenderly.

"I love you too!" She reached out and hugged his neck, repeating it over and over in his ear, "So much, so much..."

"Me too... hum... so much, so much... uh, uh, uh..." Shi Wu thrust his hips forward, plunging his penis, which had receded to the entrance, deep inside her, while chanting as he relentlessly pried open her narrow inner walls, pumping wildly.

"Ah... ah... hah... ahhh..." She clung to his shoulders, her fingers digging deep into his flesh, leaving bloody marks, her body desperately contracting as if trying to merge him into her own flesh and blood.

"Uh... oh... huff huff..." His breathing became erratic, his eyes bloodshot, his breaths sometimes short and sometimes long, his body restless and agitated, the hot semen surging within him almost bursting forth.

"Mmm... Big... Hmph... Senior Brother... Oh... Oh..." As if sensing his movements, Pei Xiaolei's vagina tightened with a sharp, stabbing pain, gripping his massive member tightly. She suddenly broke free, her legs wrapping around his narrow waist like water snakes, moaning hoarsely. The broken, incoherent sounds were like heavenly music to Shi Wu's ears.

"Shoot... Uh... Faster... Shoot, shoot it in... Oh!" she cried out excitedly, her body twisting and turning, her flesh slapping against her husband's thrusts.

"Oh!" Shi Wu strained his neck, letting out a loud groan, his veins bulging. He slumped down, his legs pushing off, his entire weight pressing down on Pei Xiaolei as his penis plunged in. His huge, thick penis slid all the way to her uterus, and then her buttocks trembled as a thick, hot fluid shot deep inside her, just as she desired.

"Ah...ahhh..." At the same time, Pei Xiaolei arched her upper body, her whole body burning from the hot liquid. She felt as if she'd been electrocuted, convulsing violently, her head spinning, only able to shake helplessly.

"I love you!" As if he hadn't tormented her enough, after ejaculating, he slightly raised his body, his long hand reaching into her crevice, pressing gently on his erect clitoris.

"Ah...no...don't...ooh...ah!" Suddenly, Pei Xiaolei's body convulsed, a surge of heat flowing out, wetting both of their bodies.

However, at that very moment...

"Oh!" Shi Wu pressed down, wielding his long sword, and amidst Pei Xiaolei's helpless spasms, thrust heavily into her convulsing body. After a few shudders, his two wet, brown scrotums contracted, and another stream of hot semen shot deep into her.

"Ah..." Pei Xiaolei cried out, her body, pressed down by the man's weight, convulsing uncontrollably. A devastating orgasm swept over her, bursting forth from the depths of her spasming passage with a "bang," surging like a tsunami into her limbs.

After ejaculating, Shi Wu didn't leave her; instead, he pressed his massive member tightly inside her, rotating and churning, adding fuel to the fire of her already burning body.

"Ugh... ah... hmph... ah... hahaha..." Pei Xiaolei moaned, the intense physical stimulation rising in waves, the orgasms layered upon layer, the soul-stirring, soul-consuming sensation almost driving her mad.

"Waaaaah... Ahhh... No, I can't take it anymore... Stop... Ahhh... Oh, God... Hmph... No... Let me go..." She cried out weakly, two hot tears falling from the corners of her eyes. She pushed against Shi Wu's shoulders with all her might, her legs trembling as she tried to break free from the man's hold. Her vaginal canal spasmed and contracted in waves, seemingly both a struggle and a desperate surrender, a tender submission.

The more she struggled, the more excited he became, pressing her down, his waist, hips, and hands holding her tightly, unable to move an inch.

She trembled and gasped, her large, teary eyes looking at him, her rosy face delicate and charming, as beautiful as could be.

"Hmph..." Suddenly, after a violent swirling motion, Shi Wu deeply injected the last drop of his essence into her womb, let out a heavy sigh, and pressed down on her. His strong arms swept her up, still trembling.

He knelt down, holding her tightly in his embrace. His large penis remained obediently inserted in her writhing, contracting passage, while his broad hands gently soothed her smooth back.

After a long while, her body finally calmed down.

After a long time, she looked up, her sparkling eyes gazing at Shi Wu with interest, a slight smile on her beautiful face.

"Senior Brother..." she said hoarsely.

"Hmm?"

"You..." she drew out the sound, her eyelashes fluttering as she slightly raised her hips, shyly taking his penis into her mouth, and kissed his lips. Gently, amidst his low moans, their lips met in a passionate kiss. Her finger slid down his throat and shoulder bone, landing on his erect nipple. She lightly tapped it, then whispered seductively, "You were...so good!"

He paused, then his eyes crinkled. He gently embraced her, softly saying, "It's because you...were so captivating!" As if to prove his point, he fondled her shapely buttocks, giving them a light squeeze.

"Mmm!" Pei Xiaolei let out a soft moan, giving him a playful glare, but faced with his innocent expression, she was helpless.

Some time passed.

"Senior Brother, it's getting late. We...um...should go back!" Pei Xiaolei said, gazing at the setting sun.

"Yes, it's time to go back!" Shi Wu mumbled, nibbling at her neck.

Hearing this, she immediately braced herself against her weak, aching legs, and used his shoulder to help her stand up.

She lifted her body, and the muscular male sword withdrew from her secret passage. A stream of whitish, cloudy fluid immediately dripped from her still-open pink opening, some dripping vertically onto Shi Wu's thigh, some sliding down her inner thigh, and some staining her soaked pubic hair… It was a complete mess; her private parts were already a disheveled mess.

"Oh no…" Suddenly, she froze, slapping her head and crying out, "Senior Brother, our clothes…"

"Yes… clothes…" Shi Wu smiled, watching her distressed expression, and suggested, "Anyway, there's no one around, and no one will see us naked, so… let's just walk back like this!"

"But, I don't have shoes!" She pointed to her bare feet, clearly indicating she didn't want to go back barefoot.

"It's okay, I'll carry you!" He smiled even wider, looking eager.

"No!" Almost simultaneously, she immediately took a few steps back, looking still shaken. He wasn't one to be trifled with; his carrying was no joke.

Shi Wu stood up naked, facing the woman who needed to hold onto a tree trunk for support, and laughed heartily.

He reached out and suddenly, unexpectedly, probed between her slightly parted legs, from bottom to top, from the entrance to the clitoris. With a flick of his long finger, he tasted a salty substance inside her, then lowered his head and fed half of it to Pei Xiaolei.

"How does it taste?" he whispered, kissing her cheek, his voice soft and mischievous.

"Not good!" she said, then bit his lip and smiled, "But... I like it!"

"Don't worry..." he suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Pei Xiaolei blinked, feeling that he had changed the subject too quickly, and she couldn't react for a moment.

He smiled calmly, took her hand, and placed it on his hard, erect penis, continuing in a slightly hoarse voice, "Your husband can handle it!"

No! She was horrified, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

"Senior Brother, I, I, I'm actually afraid... afraid I can't hold on!" Waaaaah... Pei Xiaolei gritted her teeth and surrendered.

"Madam, you underestimate yourself!" he chuckled, a large, warm hand covering her wet, warm vulva, his fingers twitching.

"Uh... ah..." She shuddered, her legs clamping tightly around his hand, her voice trembling, "I, I really can't take it anymore, we, we..." Her eyes darted around, spotting a large horse slowly approaching in the distance. A sudden inspiration struck her, and she immediately suggested, "Why don't we ride back? I remember there should be a palace here; let's rest there first, hmm... what do you think?"

"Riding?" He paused, then stared intently at her, something flickering beneath his dark eyes.

He lowered his eyelashes, concealing the glint in his eyes under Pei Xiaolei's gaze. After a moment, Ningyu asked again, "You really want to ride back?"

"Yes! Really!" she nodded affirmatively.

Shi Wu's smile widened, his handsome eyes brightening instantly, and the surrounding spring warmth seemed to intensify.

"Okay, let's ride!" he said, lifting her by the waist and leaping into the air, landing precisely on the horse's back.

... ...

Half an hour later.

On a sturdy steed, a beautiful woman, gripping the horse's mane with both hands and her legs clamping the saddle, screamed and arched her back, half-lying on the horse's back. Behind her, a tall man held her waist with one hand and kneaded her soft breasts with the other, thrusting his hips violently, high and low, into her from behind.

Suddenly, the man kicked the horse's belly, and the steed immediately broke into a gallop on the gravel road.

The woman's screams grew louder, her cries and laughter indistinct.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

The woman was turned over, her two fair, jade-like legs wrapped tightly around the man's waist like water snakes, her arms like octopus's tentacles gripping his neck, her full, rounded breasts pressed against his chest, kneading and shaping with the movement of her body.

... ...

"Ah...ah ah...haha...ah...Big, senior brother...slower...slower...wooo...I can't...ah haha...I can't take it anymore...oh uh...wooo...faster...faster...wooo..." She cried and laughed incoherently in the man's ear, her body trembling, her inner orifice red and swollen from the man's thrusts, flowing with fluids with each increasingly frenzied penetration.

Her reason was slowly slipping away, until finally, in a daze, she felt she had gone mad, that she would be naked in broad daylight, engaging in wild, unrestrained sexual intercourse with a man in the wilderness like two wild beasts, riding on horseback. She knew perfectly well how shameful and despicable this was, yet she had recklessly done it under the man's coaxing, becoming more and more excited with each act. Having broken through the thin veil of shame and morality, she became even more arrogant and unrestrained.

"Oh, oh, oh... hum... so good... so good... oh oh oh... big, senior brother... oh... this... hum... too... too exciting......" She clung to him, wildly shaking her hips, her body rising and falling like waves, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh rhythmic, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, their most intimate parts sticky, wet, and slippery, stained with the secretions that had seeped out. She twisted and turned, her swollen private parts contracting and relaxing in a tingling, numb, and numbing sensation, greedily and passionately swallowing the enormous object inserted inside her.

He breathed heavily, giving himself to her with abandon, each thrust faster and deeper than the last. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her, each stronger than the last.

He couldn't describe the feeling, the joy of perfect harmony of body and soul, the primal satisfaction of human desire, reaching its peak in the collision of their bodies, the mingling of love fluids and semen, a feeling both heavy and light, like heaven and hell.

... ...

She didn't know how she got back to the palace, or how she ended up on that wide, gilded bed. She only knew that on that day, that night, her lower abdomen was always swollen and distended, her sweat drying and then wetting again, wetting again and again... The second day of

her coronation and wedding

. Morning.

Pei Xiaolei lay half-on her side, quietly gazing at the man beside her. Long eyelashes, a straight nose... even in sleep, his handsome features exuded a resolute air.

She gazed at him quietly, her heart growing warmer and softer, as soft as dough.

"Senior Brother!" she whispered, her slender fingers gently tracing his brow and tracing his nose.

He stirred, gave a muffled "Mmm," and then drifted back to sleep.

"Senior Brother..." she pinched his nose again, her voice growing louder.

"Ugh!" he groaned, his eyes still closed, and with a swift movement, he pulled her down, pinning this woman who dared to defy him beneath him.

He sleepily parted her legs, and almost instinctively, thrust his hips forward, sending his already erect and powerful penis into her tight body.

"Uh-huh..." she arched her back, letting out a soft gasp.

He moved instinctively, and she responded instinctively, until the soft sounds outside the door grew closer, and then he let out a muffled groan, releasing his pent-up fluids deep inside her.

"Knock, knock, knock..." A short while later, accompanied by a knock on the door, Xi Shan's light inquiry came, "Xiao Lei, Senior Brother, breakfast and hot water are ready. Would you like to eat first or take a bath?"

Shi Wu slowly raised his head from her soft embrace, glancing displeasedly towards the door, not in a hurry to respond.

"Senior...Senior Sister?"

Pei Xiao Lei's body stiffened; the moment she heard the call, a cold sweat broke out on her otherwise flushed body. Why was Senior Sister at Mingfeng Garden? She stared blankly at Shi Wu, her face suddenly changing color. "You, you said yesterday that besides us, there was no one else in Fengming Garden?"

Good heavens, yesterday the two of them... and they even circled Mingfeng Residence for a long time. If anyone in the garden was there, they would have seen it...

Thinking of this, she couldn't bear it any longer. She pushed away the man who was still pressing down on her, buried her face in the bed, and cried desperately, "Waaaaah..." This was terrible; she was truly ashamed to face anyone.

Shi Wu was startled by her sudden change in mood. He gently touched her heaving shoulder, intending to turn her over from the blankets, but as soon as he touched her, Pei Xiaolei angrily slapped him away.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault..." She had no choice but to sit up and vent her anger on the instigator.

"Okay, okay, okay... It's all my fault, sweetie, don't be sad!" Now that he had eaten and drunk his fill, Shi Wu was extremely patient. He didn't care what Pei Xiaolei was suddenly throwing a tantrum for, his mood suddenly shifting from sunny to cloudy. He gently soothed her by patting her back while gently rubbing her soft, fluffy fists.

"What if yesterday... what if Senior Sister saw us? I... I'd be so ashamed, how could I ever face anyone again!" After a while, she finally looked up at Shi Wu, sniffling and sobbing. Her little mouth was pitifully pursed, and tears clung to her long eyelashes. Her rosy cheeks made her look incredibly endearing.

"Yesterday?" Shi Wu's eyes flashed, finally understanding. He lowered his head, kissing Pei Xiaolei's forehead with a mixture of pity and amusement, and chuckled, "Don't worry, Madam, Senior Sister should have arrived this morning. Yesterday, besides us, there was indeed no one else in this garden!" He paused, then bit Pei Xiaolei's earlobe, gently sucking and nibbling, "Madam's charming demeanor and that... fiery passion... how could I bear to let outsiders witness it!" As he spoke, his hand moved towards her crotch.

"You, you still say that?" Pei Xiaolei was angry, raising her small pink fists and lightly punching her again, before finally asking, "Are you telling the truth? Senior Sister really wasn't in the garden yesterday!" Pei Xiaolei's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Shi Wu, eagerly awaiting an answer.

"Really, when have I ever lied to you!" Shi Wu said with a vague smile, his mouth and hands gradually quickening their movements.

“I know, you… um… stop it, Senior Sister… oh… um…” Pei Xiaolei sighed, turning her head away from Shi Wu’s wolfish kiss with a mixture of reluctance and attraction. Her mood, which had just been calmed down, was stirred up again by his actions.

Just then,

a series of jarring knocks on the door rang out.

Xi Shan, who had been waiting outside, pounded on the door while shouting at the top of her lungs, “Xiaolei, Senior Brother, are you up?”

Shi Wu stiffened, then sighed, and with a relieved look on Pei Xiaolei’s face, he dejectedly released her. He got up, put on a coat, and loudly replied towards the door, "Lunch is served in the outer hall. We'll eat after we bathe!"

"Okay, then I'll go out first!" Xi Shan's voice trailed off, then suddenly rang out again after a few seconds, "Senior Brother, Miss has important matters to attend to today, so she shouldn't overwork herself."

A moment of silence...

Then, Shi Wu's reply was almost a shout: "I know, you can leave!"

Another moment of silence...

Pei Xiaolei, her face flushed crimson, was about to get out of bed with her blanket when Shi Wu bent down, scooped her up in his arms, and in a few strides, carried her and the blanket into the bathhouse in the back hall amidst her screams.

After this bath, the two ate breakfast with different expressions, and then the senior sister Xi Shan, nicknamed Cheng Yaojin, reappeared. She and Ruomei entered carrying a heavy purplish-red robe, and immediately chased Shi Wu out without any politeness.

They began to dress and groom Pei Xiaolei, draping her in layers of light yet expensive garments.

They applied makeup, styled her eyebrows, combed her hair, and styled it into a bun…

After nearly an hour, Pei Xiaolei, dressed in magnificent robes, stood up. Under the watchful eyes of Xishan and Ruomei, she tilted her head back, slightly parted her lips, and asked with

a hint of authority, “Is everything ready?” Xishan and Ruomei were surprised, then immediately knelt down, respectfully saying, “We respectfully invite Miss to proceed to the Moon-Viewing Terrace!”

Pei Xiaolei rose, pushed open the door blocking her path, and strode out.

Xishan and Ruomei stood behind her, watching her receding figure, exchanging a silent glance. Unexpectedly, they both saw a smile in each other's eyes.

Really, what was this surprise that those four men had secretly and painstakingly planned right under Miss's nose? And what was Miss doing, so diligently cooperating with them and feigning ignorance?

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From childhood to adulthood, she didn't know how many times she had come to Wangyuetai. Back then, she was still weak and sickly. Every time, she was either carried up by her parents and grandparents or carried up by her senior sisters and brothers... Only this time, she climbed up this high platform alone, slowly step by step.

As a child, she didn't understand why this high platform was built against a steep cliff, or why a suspension bridge, never lowered, was attached to it. Only today, standing atop the slope, gazing at the hundreds of warships neatly lined up on the distant river, at the nearly ten thousand Pei family soldiers below who struck fear into the hearts of their enemies, and at how the suspension bridge, under her great-grandmother's skillful hands, had been transformed into a nearly hundred-meter-long staircase, did she truly understand the intentions of her parents and ancestors.

Below the slope, leading a group of generals was the eldest brother, imposing in his military uniform.

The third and youngest brothers stood on either side of the staircase, behind them were the elders of the twelve departments, both visible and hidden, as well as high-ranking officials from various counties.

The second brother, who hadn't appeared in a long time, carried a tray covered with silk cloth and walked up step by step. When he was about a meter away from her, he knelt down on one knee with a thud. He slowly unveiled the cloth, raising a golden crown, carved with dragons and phoenixes, high before her eyes.

He raised his head, his gaze unwavering as he looked at her, and proclaimed loudly, "Miss, please ascend the throne!"

His resounding words immediately stirred up a tidal wave of emotion.

"Miss, please ascend the throne!" Nearly ten thousand Pei family soldiers and nearly a hundred civil officials knelt in unison. The deafening sound instantly spread across the land, echoing like waves across the Pei family's territory.

The skilled physician gently placed the crown firmly in her hair, and amidst her smile, took her hand, kissed it reverently, and then slowly knelt again. His gentle voice rang out once more: "Qin Ao hereby swears that the entire Qin Kingdom submits to the rule of the First Manor Under Heaven, and the land and its people shall henceforth be under the control of the Pei family!" He then presented a jade seal high above her.

Pei Xiaolei's dark eyes flickered, and she steadily accepted it.

Then, with a flick of his robes, he looked down at the crowd below, and with the composure and coldness of a king, proclaimed, "

Rise, my subjects!" "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" A deafening roar echoed through the heavens, a powerful and majestic declaration announcing the establishment of a glorious dynasty.

On the sixth day of the eighth month of the year of You Si, Pei Xiaolei announced the establishment of her kingdom at the main residence of the First Manor Under Heaven.

The kingdom was named Pei, with its capital at Wanping.

That same evening, Emperor Chu Wenheng declared in the main hall that the Kingdom of Chu had submitted to the Kingdom of Pei.

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On a high slope far from the Moon-Viewing Terrace,

several old men sat on the ground in front of a large tomb. The air was filled with the aroma of wine, and several empty wine jars lay scattered about.

"Jianxun! Did you hear that! Lei'er is going to ascend the throne!" Zeng Hengzi, reeking of alcohol, patted Pei Jianxun's tombstone and shouted loudly with a booming voice, "Our dream has finally come true today!"

Zeng Hengzi had drunk a lot today, noisily recounting everything that had happened over the years.

Someone started a powerful and tragic song, a melody that Pei Jianxun always sang, which was passed around among the elders amidst laughter and tears... "

Drunk, I pick up my sword by lamplight; in my dreams, I hear the bugles of the camp.

Eight hundred miles of roasted meat are distributed among my troops; fifty strings resonate with the sounds of the frontier; autumn review of troops on the battlefield

..."

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Pei Xiaolei has been very busy lately. Since announcing the establishment of the nation, she hasn't had a moment's rest.

The elders said her previous wedding was too simple, and since a grand ceremony was to be held anyway, they might as well hold a belated wedding ceremony at the same time. Having said this, they turned and leisurely went back to the inner courtyard to drink tea and play chess, completely ignoring the desolate faces of the frantically busy younger generation outside.

The so-called enthronement ceremony, the so-called grand wedding, the so-called selection of a royal consort… everything was scheduled for October 28th, a day supposedly a once-in-a-century auspicious day.

During the day, she was busy arranging the various matters for the enthronement and the grand wedding; at night, she had to deal with her wolfish husbands. For the first time in many years, she wished she had an extra head and two more hands.

Pushing aside the dazzling array of documents on the table, she rubbed her still slightly sore and numb back, and could only swallow her tears. Lately, for some reason, those four men seemed to have boundless energy, rotating every two days, then every day, with a different man by her bedside each day, yet none of them were easy to work with. Strangely, no matter how much they toiled at night, they always woke up earlier and ate better than her the next day, and when dealing with the mountain of official duties, they were full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue. She watched helplessly, filled with envy.

She, on the other hand, had been constantly sleep-deprived lately, often feeling listless and yawning incessantly.

"Miss, please rest for a while!" Ruomei brought over a cup of ginseng tea and placed it in front of her.

As the aroma of the tea wafted over, suddenly, her abdomen cramped, and a surge of stomach acid gushed out.

"Ugh..." She bent over, retching violently, her face turning pale.

"Miss, are you alright..." Ruomei panicked, quickly patting her shoulders and gently patting her back.

After a long while, Pei Xiaolei finally caught her breath.

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling, and slowly placed her hands on her lower abdomen, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

"Miss...you, you..." Ruomei blinked, then covered her mouth in surprise and delight, stammering incoherently.

"Shh!" Pei Xiaolei put a finger to her lips, stopping her from speaking further. She carefully checked her own pulse again before slowly instructing the beaming Ruomei, "Keep this a secret for now, don't tell anyone. Um...right, immediately invite Grandmother and Eldest Sister over."

... ...

That day, Pei Xiaolei was taken to the inner courtyard by Grandmother, who said it was difficult to see her before the wedding.

Half a month later, after everything was prepared, she stood before everyone in a dazzling golden gown.

Ruomei and the wedding chef carefully guarded her sides, never leaving her side.

Considering her health, her master's grandmother had already reduced as many of the more elaborate rituals as possible. However, the constant comings and goings, the busy kowtows to heaven and ancestors, and the receiving of the worship of others... all the unavoidable rituals had filled the entire day.

As night fell, she had just returned to her inner palace when Xishan informed her that her master's grandmother had prepared a family feast in the side hall and invited her to join them.

She rubbed her rumbling stomach, drank the chicken soup Ruomei offered, and then removed her heavy, ornate robes, changing into lighter everyday clothes. With a smile, she followed Xishan into the side hall.

The moment she entered, the four men sitting there all fixed their gazes on her.

"Master's grandmother said that she hadn't seen you for over half a month and was worried you'd miss each other, so she had food and wine prepared for you two to have a short get-together!" Xishan said, closing the door behind them and smiling as she withdrew.

Yes, it had been over half a month since they last saw each other. Looking at them, she felt a tightness in her chest, a thousand thoughts swirling within her. She was clearly longing for them, but when they were in front of her, she couldn't utter a single word.

"Xiaolei, are you hungry? Come and sit down!" In the end, it was Shan Yi who was considerate and came forward first, leading her to the main seat.

"You must be tired, eat something first!" Shi Wu began to serve her food.

"This is fruit wine offered as tribute from the Western Regions, please try it!" Neng Shang walked around her and filled her wine cup.

"Have some soup first, it'll warm your stomach!" Without delay, he brought a large bowl of herbal soup to her.

The aromas of rice, wine, and meat mingled together.

Pei Xiaolei's face immediately changed; she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and intestines, and she covered her lips, dry heaving.

"Xiaolei, what's wrong?" The skilled doctor reacted quickly, helping her up and gently patting her back while anxiously taking her pulse.

Half an hour later, his face grew increasingly red, his dark eyes sparkling as he gazed excitedly at the woman smiling tenderly at him. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't utter a word amidst this overwhelming joy.

"How is Xiaolei?" Shi Wu, seeing something amiss, immediately pressed for an answer.

"She...Xiaolei...she...she..." The skilled doctor's face turned even redder, but his words became increasingly incoherent.

Finally, Pei Xiaolei picked up where he left off, looking at everyone with a lighthearted smile, "I...I'm pregnant!"

"Wh-what?" The three were stunned, exclaiming in unison, followed by the sounds of tables, chairs, and food being accidentally overturned.

"I said, I'm pregnant!" She placed her hands on her lower abdomen, reiterating, her warm smile growing even brighter, "You...you're going to be fathers!"

... ...

Many, many years later, she still clearly remembered that night, the joy, panic, and bewilderment of becoming a father that welled up on every face, and the silly things and jokes they made in the days that followed.

Many, many years later, occasionally, she would still use these stories as a topic of conversation, teasing them.

Many, many years later, in the afterglow of the setting sun, they gathered around her, surrounded by their children and grandchildren, gently, softly recounting the story of her and them over the years.

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