【The Tale of the Lustful Demon】(10)

Author: Rose Paladin
First published on: Forum

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Chapter Ten: The Flesh Cauldron and the Inner Demon The

Lin family was utterly finished, their entire clan wiped out. In the cold winds of early spring, just past the twelfth lunar month, this once-
famous was reduced to ashes under infamous torture. Wealth, fame, and authority all
became useless, like minced meat, in the agony of being dismembered.

Only five women remained of the Lin family. Don't expect them to carry on the family line; they were merely
propagators of the Lin family's tragedy, telling their family's tragic
story .

A covered oxcart carrying Lin Yanran and a group of naked women swayed along a side road, Anhua Road
. Prisoners were not allowed to use Zhuque Road. The women, naked and with their breasts exposed, huddled
together .

"Officer, where are we going?" Lin's mother, Chen, asked timidly.

"To Black Bamboo Prison, where else could we go?" an officer replied coldly.

"Oh dear, we haven't even had any mating tonight," Xue Tianlan said bitterly. Who would have thought this woman would utter
such vulgar words?

As darkness fell, the oxcart, the sex slaves, and the guards finally returned to the Black Bamboo Prison that had caused Lin Yanran so much
suffering . The familiar scent of sexual intercourse, the sweltering dungeon, and the grinning jailers made Lin Yanran
's naked body tremble slightly, yet she also felt a strange sense of homecoming.

Perhaps the torture had already been enough for today. The guards of Black Bamboo Prison hastily prepared a swill-like
meal, ensuring each sex slave was full, and even made them all take a bath. Finally, they didn't put
any torture devices on Lin Yanran's fair body before letting them sleep in the second-class hardship prison.

Exhausted and on the verge of death, Lin Yanran lay on the straw mat, tears welling up in her eyes. The horrific shock of her family's massacre and the torture of
being gang-raped by Honglian had brought this twenty-year-old woman to the brink of collapse, but physical exhaustion
blurred the day's terrible experiences, and gradually Lin Yanran drifted into a deep, almost unconscious sleep.

She didn't know how much time had passed when, just as she was relieving herself, Lin Yanran felt herself being carried on someone's shoulder. The man's rough
beard rubbed against his fleshy buttocks.

With a "squeak," Lin Yanran fully woke up, struggling slightly.

"Slap!" A heavy slap landed on Lin Yanran's bare, upturned buttocks.

"Don't move, or I'll shackle you and make you walk yourself," the jailer said.

"Ah, where are we going?" Lin Yanran asked fearfully, thinking it wouldn't be a night interrogation. Every night interrogation
meant countless tortures awaiting her; at least her lower body would be penetrated several times.

"Where are we going? We're taking you to a sacrifice," the jailer said with a sneer.

"A sacrifice?" Lin Yanran asked, her eyes wide.

What awaited her was another slap on her bare, upturned buttocks.

After leaving the Black Bamboo Prison, a carriage with a heated canopy and a squad of guards were waiting for Lin Yanran. As a result,
the five Lin family women who had been pardoned during the day were all carried out and crammed into the canopy carriage.

"What's going on? Are we going to be interrogated at night?" Lin Yanran asked fearfully.

"I don't know, but it's not good," Xue Tianlan replied, still naked but with sleepy eyes.

In a brightly lit square, eight hundred Shence Army soldiers, clad in red armor and wielding long halberds,
stood ready .

A barefoot, disheveled man in a white Taoist robe, holding a silver sword, stared intently at the nine
magical artifacts .

"Greetings, Grand Preceptor. The Lin family's sex slaves have been arranged," said a bearded
man .

"Thank you for your trouble, Eunuch Tian," the Taoist replied, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the nine
artifacts .

"These five members of the Lin family have just undergone the Red Lotus Torture today; they are all excellent potential furnaces," Eunuch Tian
continued, seeing the Taoist's lack of attention.

"Hmm, this method of reversing fate violates both heavenly principles and human nature. I urge you to reconsider, Eunuch Tian," the Taoist said solemnly, glancing at
Eunuch Tian .

"Master Zhang, we have spent twenty years preparing this method to continue the fortunes of our Great Tang Dynasty. In these twenty years, we have provided you with
at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, sex slaves. Sir, please do not be swayed by sentimentality," Eunuch Tian
said, gazing at the inky black sky.

"Yes, it's been twenty years. If it weren't for Qin Yueting, the traitorous disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, my Xieji Sect's Daoist arts
wouldn't have become so dominant in the Holy Sect under your guidance, Eunuch Tian," said Master Zhang.

"It was that bitch who ruined the fate of our Great Tang Dynasty in Luoyang, forcing us to try every means to salvage it over the past twenty years.

Fortunately, we have the Nine Cauldrons of the Yin Shang Dynasty to mend the situation," said Eunuch Tian.

"Hmm, over the past twenty years, we've tried every possible method, and finally, heaven rewards those who persevere. We found the secret technique of the Nine Cauldrons in a Yin Shang royal
tomb to turn the tide and prevent the Great Tang Dynasty from being destroyed by a vile woman.

However, it's a pity about that vile woman, Qin Yueting
. She was indeed a stunning beauty, a truly exquisite woman. If she had been my sex slave and furnace, my cultivation would have reached an even higher level," Master Zhang sighed inwardly.

"Princess Guangning wrote a few days ago, saying that this woman is still alive and well, but it's unlikely she can serve as your furnace.

It's said that she was banished to the far north to serve as a mare for the Shatuo people for twenty years, mating with stallions every day. I'm afraid her genitals

have been worn down. Hehe, that kind of suffering is worse than being in the beast garden in Chang'an. It's worse than death for a woman.
This kind of torture can be considered revenge for the time I, Tian Lingzi, lost my manhood," said Eunuch Tian with satisfaction.

"It's a pity that I was injured at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have let that little bitch benefit the Shatuo barbarians. It
's past Hai hour, it's time to offer the sacrifices," Zhang Daoist sighed, then looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

Another oxcart carrying human heads slowly moved to the square, and the thirty-six heads that had been dismembered that day
were placed on thirty-six bronze spears. Zhang Daoist then instructed the young Taoists to each hold a spear with a head on it and stand in the Heavenly Stems and
Earthly Branches formation.

"When the slave girls arrive, put them on the cauldron," Master Zhang said, seemingly having made a decision.

In a solemn atmosphere and the chill of early spring, Lin Yanran and the other naked women, their delicate bodies trembling, were led off the oxcart. What came into Lin
Yanran's view was a vast plaza, surrounded by densely packed red-clad armored soldiers. Passing through the armored soldiers to the center of the plaza,
a group of barefoot, disheveled Taoists, wielding sharp spears, were dancing incessantly, performing a dance reminiscent of a southwestern barbarian tribe.

The spears were adorned with bloodied human heads, but due to the light, Lin Yanran couldn't discern that those heads belonged to
her own loved ones.

"Get them on the cauldron," the black-robed jailer behind her commanded. Lin Yanran raised her pretty face. Before
her was no cauldron at all, but simply a bronze stand, three legs supporting a base the size of a bronze basin,
on which protruded a grotesque bronze rod. This bronze cauldron was extremely ancient; Lin Yanran noticed that
the bronze, which should have been golden, had turned a greenish-yellow. She had heard from her elders that a greenish-yellow cauldron was at least a thousand or ten thousand years old.

The cauldron before her had several cracks, all of which had been repaired with gold, demonstrating its immense value.
However, Lin Yanran had no time to ponder its worth; she had already been forced onto the half-person-high cauldron by the jailers behind her,
her legs spread wide, resting on the stirrups specifically designed for women to stand on.

"Sit down, quickly!" the jailer shouted again.

"Sit? There's no room here!" Lin Yanran
asked .

"Put your cunt in, like that slut," the jailer below shouted impatiently.
At this moment, Xue Tianlan and the other naked women had already inserted the bronze rods they had used to climb onto the cauldron into their vaginas and were tentatively sitting down.

The bronze rods on the cauldron had been coated with lard, and Lin Yanran's vagina was easily
penetrated halfway, but the bronze rods grew thicker and thicker as they went in, causing even a slut like Lin Yanran to gasp softly.

But unwilling to comply, and no match for the jailer's whip, "Sit down, sit down!" Amidst
the man 's shouts and threats, and the sound of the whip lashing her flesh, the five Lin women fully inserted the bronze rods into their
vaginas and sat on the cauldrons.

Only then did Lin Yanran realize that besides the five Lin women, four other women were also
sitting their own cauldrons. Although their faces were obscured in the darkness, their full breasts and
slender waists clearly indicated they were all young women. One of the women whimpered, "This thing is thicker
than the master's stallion, it's torturing me to death!" Those shameful words made
even Lin Yanran, now a sex slave, feel deeply ashamed.

"Nine meat cauldrons are ready, please perform the ritual, Master," a barefoot, disheveled Taoist priest reported to the Taoist Master Zhang.

The leader, Old Zhang, wielding a silver sword and barefoot, moved about in a chaotic dance among a group of Taoist priests who wielded spears pierced
with . He chanted incantations, then suddenly shouted,
pointing his silver sword at a skull on a spear. The skull spontaneously combusted, forming a fireball on the spear.

"Boom boom boom." A powerful man slowly began to beat a large, primitive drum in the square.

"Crack! Move! Move up and down!" Lin Yanran and the other naked women, seated beneath a bronze cauldron, were relentlessly
whipped , forced to twist and turn to the drumbeats. This was particularly painful for Lin Yanran; her beautiful body was forced
to writhe on the bronze cauldron, which resembled a wooden donkey. The thick, patterned bronze rod
churned within her writhing flesh, soon producing a gurgling sound from the woman's secretions.

"Move quickly, in time with the drumbeats!" Under the whip and the jailer's reprimands, Lin Yanran and the other nine naked women quickly
submitted. With each thud of the drum, they sat down or stood up, letting the bronze rod thrust in and out of their
vaginas.

The heads on the spears were lit one by one, and the drumbeats became faster and faster. Strangely, without the jailer's coercion,
all nine naked women raised their arms, palms facing the sky, their full breasts
swaying up and down in time with the drumbeats, echoing the barbaric dance of the barefoot Taoist priest holding the spear under the cauldron.

"It's done, it's done!" Old Taoist Zhang shouted excitedly.

At this moment, a youth of fifteen or sixteen, wearing a crown with tassels used for sacrificial rites and a robe with nine dragons,
bowed slightly to the nine precious cauldrons under the guidance of Eunuch Tian, and recited as if reciting from memory: "Our Great Tang Dynasty is ordained by Heaven, destined for thousands of years,
unshakable. Those who disturb my mandate will surely be abandoned by Heaven."

After speaking, the youth took a small silver knife, hesitated for a moment, and then, with a heavy heart, cut open his palm, sprinkling the
flowing blood into a brazier. In an instant, all the women cried out in unison, then
giggled a few times, and finally continued to writhe up and down until silence fell. The only sounds in the square, apart from the distant drumbeats, were the gurgling sounds of
bronze penises thrusting into women's vaginas, creating an eerie atmosphere.

At this moment, Lin Yanran was experiencing a state of ecstasy and agony. Her delicate body was no longer under her control, and waves of intense
lust caused her to writhe involuntarily. The sensation was
a hundred times stronger than when she had taken potent aphrodisiacs in the Black Bamboo Prison. Each thrust of the bronze rod drove Lin Yanran mad, as if she were making love to her beloved to the point of death
, yet she couldn't speak or scream. In the end, she could only be like the other naked women sitting on the cauldron, her face
flushed , her juices flowing freely, her flesh moving up and down to the beat of the drum.

In that immense lust, Lin Yanran's maiden cultivation technique was operating at full power, but she couldn't absorb a single trace
of true energy. The more she lacked true energy, the more intense the heat within her body became. Suddenly, Lin Yanran felt a darkness before her eyes, and her body
seemed to fly up. The pleasure of the intercourse made her fly higher and higher, and she could even see
herself on the cauldron below, sweating profusely and writhing wildly, her face full of seductive allure. But this blissful moment didn't last long. A huge suction force
pulled Lin Yanran, who was enjoying the pleasure in mid-air, right back down. That was a blazing fire on the main altar.

"No, it's so hot, so hot!" Just as she approached the fire, Lin Yanran screamed frantically, but
no sound came out.

"Ah!" Surrounded by flames, her vision was blindingly bright; the intense heat was
unbearable , even a single breath was excruciating. Yet, an even stronger
, more pleasurable wave of lust emanated from her vagina, tormenting Lin Yanran with the agony of the fire one moment and the ecstasy of intercourse the next, driving her to ecstasy and ecstasy in turn.
The alternating sensations left Lin Yanran feeling both ecstatic and on the verge of death. (This is Lin Yanran's fantasy; her body is still

on the bronze cauldron.)

Just as Lin Yanran was about to collapse under the intense alternation of these two sensations, a beautiful and
elegant chanting came from her nipple ring. The two burning sensations vanished instantly, and the brightness before her eyes shattered like a mirror
.

The scent of fragrant grass and a gentle breeze caressed her bare back. Lin Yanran opened her eyes. She was in
a charming, secluded grove of trees, her bare feet on the two-inch-high grass feeling as
comfortable as a Persian carpet.

"Eh, how did you get in?" A melodious female voice, like that of a nightingale, called out.

Lin Yanran looked closely and saw a set of antique white jade
table and chairs A woman dressed in a robe embroidered with phoenixes and dragons in gold and silver thread, wearing a phoenix crown, sat on the white jade chair. A
beautiful, slender, white hand, as delicate as a jade lotus root, was about to take two plates of fruit from the jade table. Even Lin
Yanran, had never seen those two plates of fruit before. One plate had eight fruits, their red color shimmering, as if faint red
juice was flowing within their crystal-like bodies. The other plate had twenty
-eight clear as water. Both plates of fruit looked crystal clear and incredibly tempting. (A total of 36 fruits; think back to
what 36 means in the previous text.)

White chairs, jade tables, fine clothes, and beautiful fruit—yet the face of the woman with the melodious voice was blurred. It wasn't
due to poor , but rather that Lin Yanran simply couldn't see through her.

"What are you looking at? Being able to enter here means that you, Lin Yanran, have quite a bit of luck, hehe."
The blurry-faced woman said with a soft laugh.

"Where am I? Are you human or a ghost?" The eerie scene before her made Lin Yanran ask somewhat flusteredly.

"This is a land of bliss, free from suffering and worry. Who am I? Hmm..." the woman
said playfully, greedily putting a green fruit into her blurry mouth. After saying this, the woman in front of Lin Yanran blurred and transformed into
a naked woman with thick copper nipple rings on her breasts.

"Now I'm just like you, so you don't have to be afraid anymore." The woman became exactly
like Lin Yanran , with the same expression, movements, and charming smile.

"Who are you?" Seeing the woman in front of her suddenly become just like her, Lin Yanran was even more surprised.

But seeing another version of herself made her feel a little more at ease, and her fear seemed to lessen considerably.

"Who am I? I am you, Lin Yanran, with the name 'Yinshui' (meaning 'flowing with lustful water'), hee hee. What a blush-inducing name!"

The other Lin Yanran said provocatively, her pretty face slightly flushed. Her phoenix eyes, full of spring, coupled with her naked body
, made Lin Yanran blush as well. Although she herself was lewd, seeing her naked and seductive appearance
still made Lin Yanran blush with embarrassment.

"Who am I? I don't know either. You martial arts practitioners are most afraid of me. I can
satisfy . Mmm, delicious." Another Lin Yanran said with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, then
swallowed a bright red, juicy fruit into her mouth and closed her beautiful lips in obvious enjoyment.

"Are you a demon? A demon who has gone mad? A demon of the heart?" Lin Yanran asked. In the past, some of Lin Yanran's admirers
had told her some interesting stories about the martial arts world, including some martial arts masters who suddenly went mad overnight,
raping women and killing innocents. These were all called going mad.

"Hmm, yes and no. You wouldn't understand my story, but since you've met me
, it's fate. Why don't I enlighten you?" the demon woman said, then greedily picked up a
fruit ate it.

"Enlighten what?" Lin Yanran asked.

"Alright, alright. You have such poor comprehension." With that, the demon woman stretched out her slender hand,
and a .

Amidst the tinkling of the demonic zither, the inner demon spoke: "Everyone has their own destiny. Your proverb
says if Yama calls you to die at midnight, he won't let you live past dawn. Destiny is in the heavens, not in man. A person's fate is like this
zither, one string connected to another. But your destiny..." The inner demon spoke while plucking the strings
as if searching for something, of course, she didn't forget to eat the fruit on the jade table.

Lin Yanran felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. The inner demon's voice came: "You were destined for immense wealth,
but unfortunately, were sacrificed and ruined. I'll show you your two destinies now. Let's look at your twenty-five-year-old self. First, let's look at
your original wealthy destiny." (A hallucination within a hallucination)

"It's born! It's born! It's a boy! Quickly, tell the master, hurry!" An
old woman said excitedly but not too loudly. A gray-clad servant ran swiftly towards the front courtyard.

"Come, let me see." He told Wang An to slow down, lest he fall. "A woman, covered with a red brocade quilt and attended to by
several maids and servants, spoke with a face full of fragrant sweat and contentment. This woman was none other than Lin Yanran, twenty-five years old,
whose fate had been so heartwarming. Watching from the darkness, Lin Yanran felt a warmth in her heart and shed a few tears.

After a while, the faint sound of firecrackers came from outside the palace. Lin Yanran slowly raised her pretty face and saw her
child , who was crying loudly, showing his abundant vitality.

"Oh, Madam, you've worked hard." "Mother, you've worked hard. I greet you, Mother." A middle-aged scholar with a fair complexion
and three strands of black beard flowing down his chest entered the warm pavilion and said with a face full of contentment as soon as he saw Lin Yanran. The
man was also holding a little girl of three or four years old in his arms. The little girl was extremely well-behaved, and her big black eyes looked at her newborn
brother, not forgetting to greet her mother.

"Come and see your little brother." Lin Yanran smiled gently at the middle-aged man and
comforted the four-year-old girl.

"Oh my, congratulations, Master and Madam, on the birth of your son and daughter!" The old woman and maidservants bowed respectfully.

"You've all worked hard. Tell the accountant, Cui'er, Wu Ma, and the others that each of them will be rewarded with a string of cash for their service during the delivery," the middle-aged man
instructed, clearly in high spirits.

"Thank you, Master," the maidservants and old woman said, overjoyed and bowing in gratitude.

"Yanran, yesterday His Majesty bestowed upon my family the title of Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. This is an honor for the Wang family," said the middle-aged man
, Wang Duo (Lin Yanran's theoretical husband).

"Congratulations, Lord Wang, on the birth of your son!" a soft, feminine voice said from outside the courtyard.

"Oh, Eunuch Han, please come in," Wang Duo hurriedly went out to greet him.

"I won't go in. It's His Majesty's decree. Oh, His Majesty said there's no need to kneel," Eunuch Han said politely.

"Lin Yanran is hereby granted the title of First-Rank Imperial Lady, and her son is to be the Marquis of Qingyang. Congratulations, Lord Wang! In a few days..."
"When it's convenient for Lord Wang, go to the North Office to collect the official documents," said Eunuch Han. "Alright, Eunuch Han,
let's have some tea up front. I'd like you to try my new Chizhou tea..." Wang Duo said.

"That's right, that's right. Lord Wang's family is having such good fortune; I'd like to share in the joy," said Eunuch Han, and
the two voices gradually faded away. She was now a first-rank imperial consort, and her newborn son was already
a marquis. Lin Yanran was filled with happiness and fell asleep peacefully, attended by her maids.

"Hehe, happy, aren't you? Now I'll show you your destiny. Don't cry!" The alluring
voice of the inner demon awakened Lin Yanran from her blissful state. The scene before Lin Yanran changed again; the golden palace and warm bed
were ...

A woman wearing only underpants and bare-chested lay on her side on an earthen bed, without blankets, only her arms wrapped around her shoulders
. The woman's bedroom was extremely simple, containing only a cold earthen bed and a dilapidated wooden table
with a ceramic jar on it. The woman was fast asleep; one could even faintly hear her snoring.

"Lin, you bitch, get ready to serve your customers!" an old woman shouted.

Perhaps the woman was sleeping too soundly, for she didn't hear the old woman's call. The old woman called several times, but the woman
remained motionless on the earthen bed.

A series of hurried footsteps approached, and an
old woman dressed in coarse cloth, the words "Military Education" roughly embroidered on her clothes, burst in, raising a whip and striking the woman.

"Crack!" "I told you not to sleep, you lazy donkey!" the old woman cursed as she continued to whip her.

"Ouch, dear mother, don't hit me, it hurts!" The woman sat up abruptly, revealing her naked upper body
. Her full breasts wore the thick copper nipple rings familiar to Lin Yanran, and the woman looked miserable. When she raised
her pretty face , it was a face exactly like Lin Yanran's, only seemingly
a few years older.

"You're full of bad habits, get up and serve your customers!" the old woman began to hurl insults
after .

Amidst the insults, Lin Yanran simply drew her eyebrows and walked out topless.

"Still wearing underwear out? If it gets torn again, you'll be naked for life!" the old woman continued to
berate.

"Sigh," Lin Yanran sighed, pulling down her only underwear, revealing her white, pert buttocks and a vulva like
pink flower petals.

"If I had known I'd suffer like this, I would have preferred to be skinned alive that day," Lin Yanran muttered to herself.

"What did you say?" the old woman asked viciously.

"Nothing, nothing. Dear Mother, your daughter is going to greet the guests now." Lin Yanran dragged her tired, naked body
out the door.

Three muscular, shirtless men were already waiting for Lin Yanran in the mating room.

"Lin, you bitch, the Tianping Army owes you pay, so we're compensating you with military prostitutes, five coins a time. You were raped by twenty brothers yesterday,
you've had a tough time as a whore." A sergeant grabbed Lin Yanran and kneaded her full
breasts with his large hands, his little finger even tugging at the small rings on her nipples.

"It's a blessing for this lowly slave to serve you, sir." Lin Yanran said in a low voice.

The other two soldiers also eagerly stroked her buttocks and inner thighs.

"Why isn't there any water?" one soldier asked as he inserted his finger into Lin Yanran's vagina.

"I just went to sleep, and I got up to serve guests in less than an hour. I really can't take it anymore.
I'll ." Lin Yanran replied, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

Soon, the sergeant's thick penis began to thrust in and out of Lin Yanran's vagina, while another soldier was
plowing her anus, and Lin Yanran's slender hands were stroking the penis of a third soldier.

"I heard your family used to be a prominent family in Chang'an? Your official rank was even higher than our Jieshuai (military governor)!" the
sergeant asked.

"Hmm, ah. That's all in the past, I've forgotten." Lin Yanran, obviously used to being asked this question, answered mechanically
.

"Do your parents know you're a prostitute here?" another soldier asked, while thrusting into Lin Yanran's
anus.

"My father is dead, and my mother is probably working as a prostitute somewhere." Lin Yanran continued helplessly, but the squelching sounds from
her anus grew louder, clearly indicating she was aroused and secreting more lustful fluid.

"I told you, Lin the prostitute, you need to ask her about her past to stimulate her, right?" the
sergeant said with a laugh.

"Hehe, Lin the prostitute, do you think it was more comfortable being a lady of a noble family before or now?" another soldier
continued to ask.

"..." Lin Yanran lowered her pretty face, ignoring the soldier's question.

"Speak up, what do you want? Do you want to be whipped? Or do you want to be punished by carrying stones naked?" the sergeant
threatened when Lin Yanran didn't speak.

"No, sir, you've made me feel like I'm dying, how could I possibly think about the past? Being
fucked by these soldiers' cocks every day, I don't know what good fortune I've accumulated in my past lives," Lin Yanran said shamelessly, biting her lower lip.

These words excited the men even more, and they began to tease Lin Yanran's naked body
. Every time one soldier pulled out his penis from Lin Yanran's vagina, another man would immediately insert his erect penis into her.

For the entire two quarters of an hour, Lin Yanran's vagina was constantly being licked, either by her mouth and tongue or by
her breasts …

Finally, the three soldiers, satisfied, pulled up their trousers and left the brothel, only to be followed by three more soldiers entering shortly after.

This was a scene from when Lin Yanran was twenty-five years old. In this hallucination, Lin Yanran covered her mouth with one hand.
Seeing herself naked and receiving customers filled Lin Yanran with terror, especially compared to her previous fate, which caused
her unbearable heartache. How could she possibly accept such suffering? Although the eunuch in yellow had said she would be a slave
and a prostitute for life, only when she truly saw and felt that endless torment did she realize whether she
could truly bear it.

Amidst the tinkling of the zither, the demon's alluring voice rang out again: "Your lustful fluids flow, look at
yourself at thirty-five. Or perhaps you should first look at your former life of wealth and privilege."

The illusion of the bitter, cold military brothel vanished, and in the blink of an eye, the magnificent royal palace was back.

Music resounded throughout Chang'an, the Vermilion Bird Avenue had been cleaned several times, and lanterns and decorations were everywhere, as if some joyous occasion was about to unfold.

"Madam, Madam. Master is back!" The maid Qiao'er rushed in, her face beaming.

"Father's back, does that mean I don't have to recite my lessons anymore?" Ten-year-old Wang Bao'er (
son of Lin Yanran and Wang Duo) was reciting his lessons to his mother in the study. Thirty-five-year-old Lin Yanran was still beautiful and
delicate, though she had lost some of her girlish mischievousness and gained a gentle grace. Her elegant Shu brocade robe and palace satin
skirt further accentuated her mature beauty and luxurious lifestyle.

"That won't do. Rules can't be broken. We'll go greet Father after we finish reciting," Lin Yanran said solemnly, her pretty face hardening
. Although Lin Yanran also hoped to see her husband soon, her child's education was not something to be compromised on.

However, soon, the area in front of the Prince's mansion became lively. Groups of imperial guards blocked Baoning Road in front of the mansion.

"Yanran, His Majesty and Eunuch Tian have arrived. Hurry up and greet them!" A deep voice
came from in front of the mansion.

"Hmm, just finished reciting. Quickly, come with Mother to see the Emperor." Lin Yanran nodded with satisfaction after hearing her son recite the last word, her
slightly anxious expression evident.

A young man in a red robe embroidered with gold, surrounded by Wang Duo and the eunuch Tian in his green python robe,
entered the palace like a star surrounded by the moon.

"Father says the soldiers are eager to return home. I know you have a loving wife and children at home, so how can I
keep you in the palace? It would be much more pleasant for you to dine here with your family,"

the young emperor said, his face beaming with laughter.

"It is a great honor for Your Majesty to grace my home with your presence," Wang Duo said, moved.

"My dear minister, you have rendered meritorious service in pacifying the bandits in Hedong. You are a pillar of my state. A simple meal at your home is no trouble at all,"

the young emperor said casually.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," a gentle voice called out. It was Lin Yanran and Wang Bao'er who came out to greet you.

"No need for formalities," the young emperor replied.

Wang Duo rushed over and took Lin Yanran's slender hand, saying, "You've lost weight these days."

"My husband, you're the one who's suffered. I'm doing well in Chang'an thanks to His Majesty's care," Lin Yanran said tenderly.

Less than an hour later, a banquet began in the reception hall of the Wang residence. Also present were members of the Lin family, including Duke Xin Guo, Lin
Tai-gou, and the Vice Minister of the Central Secretariat, Lin Chang-yi, among others. Lin Yanran tried several times to leave the banquet, but the Emperor dissuaded her.

"Lin Jiao-ran is my beloved concubine, and you are my sister-in-law. We're all family; why avoid suspicion?" the Emperor
said again.

At the banquet, Wang Bao-er demonstrated his staff skills for everyone. The ten-year-old boy wielded the wooden staff with remarkable skill
and energy . The Emperor praised him repeatedly, rewarding Wang Bao-er with a jade plaque and immediately granting him
the honorary title of "Xiao-qi-wei" (镰骑卫), a member of the Imperial Guard.

As the sun set, the distinguished guests tactfully took their leave. Only Lin Yanran and Wang Duo remained in the bedroom after their brief separation. They undressed tenderly,
their eyes filled with affection. At thirty-five, Lin Yanran's skin was still as smooth as jade, especially her vulva
, which resembled a virgin's pink willow leaf, and her full breasts were plump and tender.

After their lovemaking, Lin Yanran happily embraced Wang Duo. Wang Duo laughed, "Yanran, we've
been married , but every time we make love, it feels like we're in the throes of new love. It's truly unforgettable." These words made Lin
Yanran protest repeatedly.

The tinkling sound of the demonic zither rang out again, and the inner demon's soft voice said, "Hehe, it's a pity all of that is gone.

Below is the real thirty-five-year-old you, so don't cry."

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