[Empress Consort] (11-12) (The Beautiful Madam, the Secret Affairs of Consort Hui)

Author: Rainy Night Solitary Drunkard,
posted on the forum on December 2, 2016.
First published: Yes.
Word count: 16134.
Chapter Eleven:
Li Que was currently extremely busy, unaware that his mother had been sexually assaulted by a daring monk.
After several conversations with Chen Ying, Li Que believed that this incident was related to a much larger case, and that
this case presented an excellent opportunity to severely damage the
Crown Prince. Chen Ying suggested that Li Que secretly collect evidence, but where should he begin? After a detailed analysis of the network of relationships of Sun Xizhi, the Minister of Agriculture, both of them believed that his
lecherous son was a potential breakthrough.
The capital city, the political and economic center of the Great Liang Kingdom, also boasted the most outstanding sex
industry in the Great Liang Kingdom. All sorts of beauties from all over the country gathered here for various reasons, bringing
the most wonderful experiences to every man who came to the capital. However, the competition in this industry was fierce; in this paradise for men
, beauties were never lacking. Those beauties who were once renowned throughout a county or even a prefecture would
become ordinary here, because the tastes of the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital were far too discerning. Merely pretty and
well-proportioned women no longer caught their eye. Therefore, the most famous brothels in the capital
each boasted stunningly beautiful courtesans, making those high-ranking gentlemen willingly fall at
their feet. Among these brothels, one stood out as a unique and
delightful place, a place that brought a knowing smile to the faces of the men of the capital – the Moon Chasing Pavilion.
As one of the most famous and upscale brothels in the capital, the beauty of the girls at the Moon Chasing Pavilion was beyond question.
However, the most important reason for its unparalleled prestige was its exceptionally attentive service. Besides the Zhuiyue
Tower, most other brothels in the capital followed the traditional model, offering both prostitutes and courtesans who
only sold their art. They attracted customers with
things like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—all pretentious pursuits—which quickly became tedious and failed to truly satisfy men's desires. The Zhuiyue Tower, however, was different
. Their slogan was: every woman in the brothel is available for sexual intercourse. As long as a customer
took a fancy to a girl and didn't interfere with other customers, he could have sex with her anywhere in the tower
. However, if you weren't wealthy, it was best to ask about the price beforehand, otherwise you might find out later
that you'd actually slept with the brothel's top courtesan, and even then, the price would be painful for a rich man.
Furthermore, the Zhuiyue Tower offered a variety of thoughtful services to stimulate
customers' desires in various ways. Among the services offered were role-playing, allowing the girls to portray the characters desired by the client, such
as immediate family members, friends' wives, or wealthy heiresses, with additional storylines added according to scripts. There were also services
where prostitutes were dressed in costumes according to the client's requests, such as students, maids, nuns, assassins, and even imperial
concubines. Each prostitute in the brothel had detailed information, from height and age to family background
and even sexual preferences, ensuring the most diverse range of client needs were met. In short, it
was these meticulously designed services that made Zhuiyue Tower famous, becoming the most renowned and expensive brothel in the capital, its
exorbitant prices making it a place frequented only by the city's elite.
But few knew that the owner behind this brothel was none other than the current Fourth Prince—Li Que.
At this moment, Li Que was diligently working in a luxurious private room at Zhuiyue Tower. In front of a carved wooden
screen depicting ladies adorned with flowers, beside a glass-topped pearwood table inlaid with silver, a beautiful woman sat with her back to
a young man on his lap in a black lacquered, gilded chair, thrusting vigorously. Her snow-white skin was almost entirely exposed, except for her loose,
light red bodice, which had fallen onto her thighs, barely concealing her most beautiful and private parts. The woman stretched out her white arms across
her chest, seemingly shyly covering her exquisite breasts, but the deep cleavage created by her arms revealed
the size of her breasts. Two long, glossy black braids fell gracefully on either side of her chest like weeping willows. This
half-concealed posture only further aroused the man's desire and animalistic instincts. The woman's two long, crossed legs were particularly
eye-catching. Her flawless, jade-white legs, when folded together, did not appear bulky at all; instead,
they appeared even more elastic and slender. It was hard to imagine how straight and taut they would be if they were completely unbound.
The intense lovemaking had left the woman somewhat exhausted, her back slightly arched in a captivating curve. Her rosy face
was turned towards Li Que, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Sweat dripped from her forehead,
and a faint smile played on her lips, revealing shallow wrinkles on her nose. Far from making her look old, these wrinkles only added to her alluring mature beauty.
Li Que was also captivated by the woman's beauty, meeting her lips in a passionate, tongue-kissing kiss, his hands
kneading her shapely buttocks roughly. The woman writhed her slender waist, moaning and groaning, "Ah
... Master, your cock is so hard and big! It feels so good, fuck me to death!" Li Que slapped
her smooth thighs a few times, her legs throbbing as if about to leap. At this moment, Li Que was almost at the
point of ejaculation. He wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist, helping her twist and turn faster and more forcefully. Her pert
buttocks trembled like a hen released from its cage. Finally, Li Que roared, his penis spurting a stream of white
semen deep into the woman's body. Because so much was ejaculated, it flowed down to the juncture of their thighs and buttocks,
making them both sticky, like muddy ground in a forest.
"Ah!" The woman slowly pulled her plump buttocks away from his penis, turning around to see the spilled fluid
, and couldn't help but cry out in surprise. Then, shyly and reluctantly, she fell into Li Que's arms: "I'm not coming anymore, you bad boy,
you always ejaculate so much inside me!"
"That's naturally much more than those old guys like the Grand Herald and the Grand Master of Ceremonies. They can't even get an erection anymore,
hehe!" Li Que teased the beautiful woman with a wicked smile, one hand swirling around her tender nipple.
"You annoying bastard! If it weren't for your arrangement, I wouldn't want to serve those old guys!" The beautiful
woman seemed a little unhappy when she heard this, and pouted as she slapped away Li Que's large hand that was caressing her breasts.
"Don't be so smug. The Minister of Justice's son's penis is no less impressive than yours. He ejaculates so much inside me every time
, my little hole can't even hold it all! And the Duke of Hai's son, every time he comes he wants me to be his mother. He
keeps calling me 'Mother' in bed, hehe!" The woman glared at Li Que defiantly, then chuckled.
"Qingying, I know it's tough for you to be a madam in this brothel, but it's necessary for our grand plan
! If my grand plan succeeds one day, you'll definitely have a part in it. I'll buy
you a big house and keep you there, with countless servants to wait on you!" Li Que, knowing he owed the woman something,
comforted her by holding her head.
"Hmm!" the woman responded softly, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked up again. "I know
my place. Even if you ascend the throne, with my experience, I won't be able to live in your palace, and I don't care
for that. I just wanted to help you because I love you, and I'm willing to give anything for you. From the
moment you rescued me from that mob that wanted to gang rape me, I knew that the rest of my
life would be under your control!" She buried her face in Li Que's arms, remaining silent for a long time.
This beautiful mature woman was named Wu Qingying, now forty-six years old. Born into a poor family in the Great Liang Kingdom, she
moved with her parents to the Great Yan Kingdom in the northwest during her childhood, experiencing a life of hardship and displacement. She
was renowned for her beauty from a young age, and at fourteen, she was chosen by the former Great Yan Emperor Shi Jun and brought into his harem. At sixteen, she became
the Empress of Great Yan, a rare occurrence in history. However, when she was twenty, the fierce and brutal Rouran people sacked the
capital of the Great Yan Dynasty. Her entire family was slaughtered, and Emperor Shi Jun could only watch
helplessly as she was gang-raped by more than a dozen Rouran soldiers before being beheaded.
Whether it was luck or misfortune, she was discovered in time by the Rouran leader, Mugusijin, avoiding becoming a
sex slave and instead becoming the wife of the tribal king. At the height of the Rouran's power, Mugusijin
dominated the northwestern grasslands, with neighboring tribes submitting to him, even the Xiongnu actively seeking his favor. Wu Qingying, as the Rouran king's official wife,
bore him three sons, all intelligent and clever. At this time, she seemed to have reached the pinnacle of her life again.
Until she was forty, an age when she should have been settled, Mugusijin's sudden death changed everything
. According to Rouran tradition, Mugusijin's territory should be divided equally among his three brothers, with the bravest son
becoming the new Rouran king. The new king would inherit the women of the previous king, including his own mother! Hailing from the Central Plains and raised with
traditional Confucian education, she could never accept such a barbaric tradition that defied ethics. But what surprised her
even more was what followed. The three brothers turned on each other, fighting for the right to possess their mother. She had never
imagined that her three obedient sons would harbor such a strong and obsessive possessiveness towards her!
In the end, her eldest son, Mugu Kuo, won. On their wedding night, embracing his mother's still beautiful body, though bearing the
marks of time and turmoil, this twenty-year-old proudly revealed
the truth: he had poisoned his father to obtain his mother. Though she hated him for patricide and fratricide, at the age of forty, she
was still full of lust, her beautiful legs pressed together, lost in her son's young and powerful lovemaking. She thought that perhaps this way of
life was alright. But cruel fate did not spare her. Just three years later, the Xiongnu invasion, like
the Rouran invasion that destroyed the Great Yan Kingdom, destroyed the Rouran regime. This time, before the enemy stormed the capital, Mugukuo
sent away Wu Qingying, who was both his mother and wife, and then perished along with the Rouran regime.
Returning to her homeland in the Central Plains, everything had changed. Her servants deserted one by one, taking all her possessions.
Penniless and despondent, she ended up in a brothel, enduring the daily assaults of men's ugly bodies
. Until one day, a group of starving people surrounded this beautiful woman, their lawless lust raging as they attempted to rape
her. At that time, Li Que, a young and inexperienced man, was traveling with his secretly trained White Feather Guards when he discovered this
woman and rescued her. Grateful for Li Que's kindness and attracted by his youthful masculine charm, she
willingly became the madam of his brothel and his lover.
Snapping out of his reverie, Li Que gently lifted Wu Qingying's pretty face and kissed her. They kissed deeply
for a while before parting. Li Que, slightly breathless, said, "Qingying, the person I've arranged for you this time is very important. You
must be prepared and not give yourself away. This man is named Sun Guang, the son of Sun Xizhi, the Prefect of the Interior.
I've heard he has a penchant for mature women and will definitely be unable to resist your allure. You must proceed step by step. First, make him completely infatuated
with you, then gain his further trust, and finally, it will be easier for you to use your seductive skills to extract information. The main direction of the information
is..." The voices in the room grew softer and softer until they were completely inaudible. After a long silence,
a woman's gasp escaped, followed by panting and moans...
The sun set in the west, the moon hung high in the sky, and the area in front of the Zhuiyue Tower was bustling with activity and brightly lit—
the busiest time of day. Anyone with a discerning eye would find that almost everyone entering and leaving was a prominent
official or nobleman of the capital. Those who would cause an uproar at a regular brothel were treated as
ordinary customers here. At this moment, Sun Guang had just alighted from his carriage and was looking around curiously. Beside him was
his crony, Fan Cheng, whose family was in the arms business and whose wealth was beyond description.
To cultivate connections with the government, Fan Cheng spared no expense in entertaining Sun Guang.
"Young Master Sun, look at this Zhuiyue Tower, isn't it extraordinary? Look at all the important people coming and going! Look
, that's the Director of Qutai! Hey, isn't that the Prefect of the Capital?" Although Fan Cheng had been here before,
he was much more excited than the newcomer Sun Guang, pointing out the important figures he recognized one by one.
"Why are you so excited? Whether this is just a reputation or not, we'll have to go in and see for ourselves.
Not just any woman will suit my taste!" Sun Guang shook his head. His face was pale, his eyes
sunken, a typical image of a playboy drained by wine and women. But there was something different about him; his expression wasn't
frivolous, but rather calmer than the average man who came here.
"Don't worry, Young Master Sun. Since I brought you here today, I'm sure I can make you happy!
Come on, let's go in." With that, the two walked towards the main entrance together.
Four stunning beauties standing gracefully at the main entrance caught the two men's attention. These four were actually rare
quadruplets, tall and well-proportioned, with delicate and charming faces, radiant like blooming peonies. What
drew even more attention was their attire. The two outside the threshold wore narrow-sleeved jackets embroidered with gold butterflies and flowers, and
emerald-green crepe skirts sprinkled with flowers, showcasing their slender and alluring figures while maintaining a dignified and elegant air—a style meant to enhance the facade of the establishment
. The two inside, however, were dressed in a far more revealing and lewd manner. They wore light gold embroidered
satin bodices that tightly bound their breasts, their delicate and firm nipples faintly visible through the mesh. Looking down, their slender waists were exposed,
their navels like a snowflake, particularly alluring. Their lower bodies weren't even covered by skirts, only a pale red linen
cloth wrapped around their waists and tied in a knot. This attire was a clear message to the guests: from the moment they stepped through the door, they could
do whatever they wanted with the beauties.
And the guests, clearly without restraint, bypassed the two dignified sisters and went straight to the two beauties inside. An old
man, with a lewd expression, smeared his stubble on one of the beauties' faces, muttering something under his breath, while one hand slid
between the girl's legs, groping and manipulating her, making her appear wanton and panting. The other beauty
was even more outrageous. Apparently, one guest couldn't wait any longer and went inside, tearing open the girl's
"skirt" at the doorway, then mounting her like a wild horse taming a field, thrusting into her from behind. The girl was clearly
used to this. With a penis still pressed against her back, she continued to bend over, smiling at every guest
. Almost every man who passed by would grab her breasts.
The lewd scene at the entrance made the two young men's faces involuntarily flush. Even
Sun Guang, who had previously appeared indifferent, felt his heart race. As he passed the beautiful woman greeting guests at the entrance, he couldn't resist
grabbing her breasts and buttocks. The girl giggled and playfully slapped him, her alluring charm
sending shivers down his spine. He even fantasized about having sex with this beauty right there at the entrance, just like the other guest.
Fan Cheng, sensing Sun Guang's thoughts, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young Master Sun, the girls at the entrance
are indeed considered top-tier beauties at Zhuiyue Tower, but they're far from the top beauties here. Don't worry, there are plenty inside!"
With an awkward smile, Sun Guang said, "This place seems quite interesting. Your recommendation is definitely worthwhile." "
Of course! What haven't I, Young Master Fan, been to in the capital?" The two chatted and laughed as they walked inside.
The sights along the way were an eye-opener for Sun Guang. While brothels were usually luxuriously decorated and
lewd, none were as blatantly sensual as Zhuiyue Tower. Four massive, crimson-gold pillars supported the entire
magnificent hall. The walls were adorned with colorful gemstones and glass imported from the Western Regions.
In the center of the hall was a small pond where naked women were seen pleasuring themselves, creating an extremely lewd scene.
Here, men need not hold back. No matter how dignified they appear in public, in this
Moon Chasing Pavilion, they need not hide themselves at all; every desire can be freely expressed. At a glance, Sun
Guang could see prostitutes directly performing oral sex on guests, or breast-squeezing; he could also see
men and women engaging in intercourse in various positions—silkworm entwined, fish flounders, swallows in unison, dragons coiling—a myriad of postures; and
the locations of their intercourse were also varied: some were lying directly on the carpet, some were embracing on the table, and some
were even in the water. All that could be heard were lewd moans and groans, and occasionally one could hear voices such as, "Mother, your little
hole is so tight!" and "Good disciple, you're making your master feel so good!"—clearly the voices of those playing their roles
.
Sun Guang was engrossed in the audiovisual feast when Fan Cheng gave a wink to Wu Qingying, who was waiting nearby.
Wu Qingying, who had been waiting for a long time, adjusted her hairpin and swayed her hips as she walked towards Sun Guang.
"Oh my, what wind blew our young master Fan here today!" Wu Qingying
greeted Fan Cheng warmly from afar, immediately attracting Sun Guang's attention.
Her hair was styled in an elegant and unique flying cloud bun, with a purple crystal magnolia hairpin tucked into her delicately styled hair. Underneath, she wore a
thin, sheer rose-scented bodice, and a violet-colored hibiscus-patterned short skirt that barely covered her
private parts. Over this, she wore a flowing white plum blossom sheer dress, making her graceful and tall figure appear
veiled in mist, hazy and alluring. Her waist was as slender as a willow branch, her shoulders as if carved by a master craftsman, yet her breasts, towering high and reaching for the clouds
, swayed with each graceful step like a collapsing mountain.
Sun Guang had been a frequenter of brothels for a long time, and the brothel madams he usually encountered were mature women, their figures alluring and seductive, which already captivated him. But compared to this beautiful madam 　　, they all paled
in comparison, like grains of rice compared to crimson flowers . He couldn't help but shout in his heart: I want to have her, I want to fuck this slut's dripping 　　, wanton cunt hard! 　　So when Wu Qingying walked up to him, Sun Guang couldn't resist wrapping his arms around her slender 　　waist, running his hands down her smooth, jade-like back until he forcefully grabbed her plump, upturned buttocks. 　　"Ah!" the beautiful madam exclaimed coquettishly. "This guest is quite impatient. I 　　have countless charming girls in my Zhuiyue Pavilion, why do you insist on touching an old and faded woman like me?" She gently freed herself from Sun Guang's arm 　　, then glanced at him with her alluring phoenix eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips, exceptionally seductive. 　　"Oh, Qingying, don't say that about yourself. Everyone who comes to Zhuiyue Pavilion, young and old, doesn't 　　want to sleep on your fragrant bed? If it weren't for your exorbitant prices, you would definitely be the top courtesan in Zhuiyue Pavilion!" Fan Cheng, while 　　not particularly interested in mature women, found Wu Qingying's beauty easy to overlook her age. He couldn't resist the urge and 　　stepped forward to embrace Wu Qingying, his hands slipping inside her thin gauze dress, the two flirting like lovers. 　　It turned out that every time Fan Cheng came, he would definitely have sex with Wu Qingying. Sometimes, if he was in the mood, he wouldn't even bother with other 　　prostitutes, and would go back after a night of passion with Wu Qingying, which showed the charm of this beautiful mature woman. 　　Sun Guang couldn't help but feel jealous watching the two of them being so intimate, and even had the urge to pull Fan Cheng away and have this 　　beauty all to himself. 　　As if noticing Sun Guang's displeasure, Fan Cheng quickly said, "Sister Qingying, look, I forgot to introduce you. 　　This is Sun Guang, the eldest son of the current Minister of Agriculture."

"Oh my, this is quite a remarkable person! Come, let your sister give you a kiss!" With that, she broke free from Fan
Cheng and embraced Sun Guang, pressing her small, rosy lips to his face. Sun Guang excitedly held her
slender waist tightly, one hand impatiently lifting her gauze robe and slipping it between her white legs. While Wu Qingying
caressed and kissed Sun Guang, she also teased Fan Cheng's lower body with her proud, long legs. Her height was similar to that of an
average adult man, and her proportions were perfect, making her fair legs exceptionally alluring.
Fan Cheng couldn't help but grab her calves and lick them upwards. Sun Guang's jealousy intensified, and his possessiveness swelled. He
grabbed Wu Qingying's outstretched legs and pulled them back, saying to Fan Cheng, "Brother Fan, I fell in love with Sister Qingying at first sight
. I won't be looking for any other women tonight. What are your plans?"
Fan Cheng understood immediately and laughed, "Young Master Sun, I understand. To be honest, every man who comes here for the first time
is captivated by Sister Qingying. I spent my first night here with her too. Alright then,
I'll go find my other old flames!" With that, he bid farewell to the two. Sun Guang, engrossed in the sight of her breasts,
completely ignored him. Wu Qingying, however, blew him a kiss, and their eyes met, exchanging a knowing
smile.
Wu Qingying offered her fragrant lips, kissing Sun Guang passionately with feigned excitement, saying between kisses, "Since Young Master Sun
likes me, I will naturally do my best to make you happy. To be honest, I also like you little brothers the most!"
Sun Guang also became excited, passionately caressing Wu Qingying's soft and luscious body, whispering,
"Sister Qingying, I really love you to death. But from now on, can I call you Aunt Qingying?"
Wu Qingying was taken aback. In the past, many people had asked her to play the role of a mother or sister,
but it was rare for anyone to call her Aunt. "Okay, my good nephew! Your dear Aunt is itchy down there, come to my room
and I'll relieve your itch, okay!"
Before he finished speaking, Sun Guang had already picked her up. In fact, the two were about the same height, but holding Wu Qingying in
his arms felt as light as a feather. Sun Guang asked Wu Qingying where her room was, panting, and Wu Qingying giggled and
pointed the way for him. Many other men in the hall were filled with envy at the sight. They too had
touched or slept with this beautiful mature woman to varying degrees, but that was confined to the hall, and the price was enough to make most of
them wince. Although the men here were considered upper class, there were still social classes.
As one of the Nine Ministers, the Chief Minister of Agriculture was definitely at the very top of the pyramid, which was why his son was qualified
to become Wu Qingying's lover.
Returning to Sun Guang, after carrying Wu Qingying into the boudoir, he threw her onto the bed and eagerly stripped
naked, ready to have his way with her. Wu Qingying, however, smiled charmingly and extended a beautiful leg to press against his erect penis: "Good nephew
, don't be impatient, let your auntie play with your meat stick first!"
Sun Guang looked down and saw Wu Qingying's delicate jade feet caressing his penis. Her pretty lotus feet, with
their nails dyed bright red with balsam flower liquid, resembled scattered peach petals,
appearing even more alluring and seductive in the dim light of the room, utterly lewd. Sun Guang's breathing quickened, and his penis grew even larger.
Seeing that Sun Guang seemed quite fond of her beautiful feet, Wu Qingying lifted her leg and touched his face with her toes, coaxingly saying:
"Auntie's feet are a little itchy, please help me scratch them, good nephew!"
Sun Guang happily picked up her jade feet, playing with and licking them. The red nail polish got into his mouth, and
he never tired of playing with Wu Qingying's jade feet, which carried the fragrance of flowers. After caressing her for a while, he then
moved his hand up her soft, supple legs, like bamboo shoots. Her taut calf muscles seemed untouched by time, while
the large expanse of fair, smooth skin on her thighs was incredibly alluring. Moving upwards, before Sun Guang could even properly caress her slightly
parted, dewy labia, Wu Qingying unexpectedly extended her toes, like two phoenixes playing with a pearl, to tease Sun Guang's
already swollen glans. Then she rubbed it against the full, white muscles of her side leg, finally turning around and
sliding her buttocks together. This series of teasing movements gave Sun Guang immense pleasure, almost causing him to lose control.
"Slut!" Sun Guang cursed inwardly, not wanting to remain passive, so he pushed Wu Qingying down onto the bed.
"Auntie, let your nephew serve you!" He said, peeling off Wu Qingying's bra, freeing her
restless breasts, which he kneaded and licked. Whether it was just a pretense or not, Wu Qingying
was now deeply aroused, her face glowing with desire. She wrapped her arms around Sun Guang's neck: "Come and do it to your auntie, your auntie loves you so much
!"
Sun Guang couldn't resist either. He gripped Wu Qingying's slender waist tightly, and she naturally bent her legs slightly
, spreading them apart. Her purplish-red, lustful vulva opened and closed, eagerly awaiting Sun Guang's penis. Sun Guang thrust in heavily.
"Ah, it feels so good, Auntie!" Wu Qingying cried out like a nightingale. As soon as
Sun Guang inserted his penis into Wu Qingying's beautiful opening, he felt a tightness completely different from usual. This tightness
became more and more pronounced as his penis went deeper. He felt as if his penis had entered a funnel-shaped
passage, becoming increasingly narrow the further in he went. As he penetrated to a certain depth, he felt the jade gate close tightly,
gripping his penis firmly. Sun Guang excitedly shouted, "I'll fuck you to death, you slut who's been ridden by a thousand men!"
"Ah... Guang'er is fucking your aunt so comfortably... Faster, harder... Ah!" As Sun Guang's raging
dragon pressed against Wu Qingying's flower core, all her lustful desires were released.
Sun Guang felt the wriggling, tender flesh at the glans constantly stimulating his sensitive glans, and felt
a fluid containing, enveloping, and moistening his jade stem, feeling warm and slippery, as if he had entered a paradise on earth. If
Sun Guang hadn't been a seasoned veteran, he would have been completely defeated.
He exclaimed in surprise, "I never thought that my aunt was actually a 'Three Pearls of Spring Water' treasure, no wonder so many men are
willing to bow down to her!" He pounced on Wu Qingying's flushed face, kissing her wildly, one hand caressing her high,
beautiful breasts. Wu Qingying's breasts were indeed large, but their most beautiful feature was that they didn't sag like those of a typical mature woman
; instead, they were firm and high, feeling exceptionally comfortable to hold.
Sun Guang thrust and pounded into her, gradually reaching a climax. Breasts rippled, buttocks swayed, beautiful legs and a honeyed orifice swayed—the beautiful madam and the noble young
master's battle grew increasingly intense, finally reaching its climax.
Sun Guang embraced Wu Qingying's pink buttocks, flipping her onto her side with her legs straight. He then lay on his side,
one hand grasping her long, slender legs and lifting them high in front of him, while his penis continued to penetrate her honeyed orifice.
This difficult position was called "Flipping Butterfly," where one leg was down and the other straight and raised, truly resembling
a jade butterfly flipping in the air, a breathtaking sight. It also perfectly showcased Wu Qingying's stunning figure; her slender, white
legs, like a lone, beautiful crabapple blossom, swayed gracefully during passionate sex.
Wu Qingying was brought to orgasm repeatedly, and to stabilize herself, she had to extend her white arms to support Sun Guang's thighs, her high,
firm nipples even touching his knees. Her eyes, glazed over from the continuous pleasure,
remained fixed on her red lips, which opened and closed with each tremor, uttering 　　lewd moans
like, "Ah... good baby, be gentle, you're going to make Auntie fly!" and "Ah... I love baby's big cock... Auntie will let you play with it every day from now on..." 　　Finally, Sun Guang felt he had reached his climax. With a roar, he pulled out his penis, dripping with Wu Qingying's juices 　　, and a large pool of semen sprayed onto the woman's plump, white thighs, flowing down her bent knees and 　　pooling at her beautiful little feet. Wu Qingying also reached her climax. She felt her surroundings disappear and enter 　　a state of nothingness. Her limbs convulsed slightly, and her vagina contracted powerfully, spraying fluid. This sensation lasted for a long time before 　　she came to her senses. She looked at Sun Guang with a complicated expression. Although he had given her such sweet sex, 　　she had harbored ulterior motives towards him, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. 　　However, she always remembered her mission: first, to gain Sun Guang's complete trust, and then to 　　secretly use her bewitching arts. So she lovingly embraced Sun Guang, sweetly saying, "Baby, Auntie loves 　　you so much!" She then rubbed her breasts and beautiful legs against him. Sun Guang, exhausted, embraced Wu Qingying and 　　slowly fell asleep in her soft, fleshy embrace… 　　Chapter Twelve 　　After several busy days, Wu Qingying finally managed to hook Sun Guang, this big fish, by winning over one of Sun Guang's friends, Fan Cheng. 　　Now it was up to Wu Qingying's skills. Li Que finally had some free time and naturally began to miss his mother's full, 　　ripe body. This surge of lust was uncontrollable, so he hurriedly 　　went to Weiyang Palace to "pay his respects" to his mother, the Empress. 　　Today, the Empress wore a pink, low-cut palace dress, her high phoenix crown adorned with a gold-threaded, eight-treasure, pearl-encrusted hairpin, 　　and a five-phoenix hairpin with pearls, displaying the dignified and noble bearing of the mother of the nation. The wide, flowing sleeves and vibrant 　　shawl did not make her appear bulky at all; instead, they exquisitely accentuated her voluptuous figure. She 　　moved gracefully towards her son, her movements as elegant as a willow branch. Her large, pink breasts, covered by a white bodice, 　　trembled uncontrollably with her movements, the deep cleavage seemingly capable of swallowing the gaze of every man. 　　Li Que, consumed by lust, rushed forward, swept his beautiful mother up in his arms, and darted towards the inner room. 　　Su Yuexin cried out in surprise, then relentlessly punched her son's chest with her small fists: "You little beast, 　　all you ever think about is that! I just got dressed to visit Consort Lan!" 　　"Oh? In that case, I shouldn't have bothered Mother. I'll let you go then!" Li Que, 　　before even entering the inner room, pretended to put Su Yuexin down at the doorway. 　　"You naughty son!" Su Yuexin was stunned when she saw this. In fact, she hadn't been intimate with Li Que for several days and was already 　　impatient. While she was cursing Li Que, she was already a little wet down there. 　　Her cheeks flushed, and she said somewhat embarrassedly, "Mother was just saying that! Do you really expect me to 　　beg you to fuck me like a slut the moment you pick me up?" 　　Li Que chuckled, pulling Su Yuexin into his arms, kissing and caressing her, teasingly saying, "So, compared to Consort Lan, 　　I, your son, am more important." 　　"Nonsense!" Su Yuexin rolled her eyes at her son, then grabbed his large hand and pressed it against her large breasts 　　, smiling as she said, "You are both my son and my lover, my husband!" 　　Aroused by his mother's alluring charm, Li Que tore at Su Yuexin's 　　bra with his large hands, trying to grasp her snow-white, plump breasts, while rubbing them against his mother's luscious lips. Su 　　Yuexin was captivated by the hot, masculine breath emanating from her son. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed, and she parted her thin 　　lips, extending her delicate tongue to entwine with his, exchanging saliva. 　　"Ah... Que'er... don't just touch my breasts... my lower body is itchy too..." Su Yuexin wantonly 　　writhed her plump, pink buttocks, shamelessly expressing her sexual desires in front of her son's lover. She knew Li 　　Que loved her wanton and alluring charm. 　　Sure enough, Li Que was completely overwhelmed by his mother's seductive posture. Ignoring the fact that they hadn't even entered the inner room, he 　　lifted Su Yuexin's skirt and caressed her wet petals. 　　"Mother... your little hole is so plump... I can't wait to put my big cock inside..." 　　Su Yuexin's face was flushed, and she leaned weakly against the wall, enjoying the double invasion of her son's words and body 　　. 　　"Ah... Mother feels so good... Que'er is so amazing... Ah... Mother can't hold back anymore, come to the inner room with me!" 　　Su Yuexin felt that her simple son's teasing was no longer enough to relieve the itch in her lower body, so she hurriedly pulled 　　Li Que's hand and rushed into the inner room. Then, without even waiting to get to the bed, she tore off her skirt, exposing her snow-white and plump 　　thighs, leaned against the wall, hugged Li Que, looked up at him with her watery, seductive eyes, her body flushed with 　　excitement, and her breathing was rapid: "Que'er, Mother can't wait to get to the bed, Mother wants you, wants you to stand here 　　and fuck Mother!" After saying that, without waiting for Li Que to react, she passionately kissed her son's handsome face with her red lips. 　　Li Que was naturally ignited by his beautiful mature mother's passion, so he also impatiently wrapped one arm around his mother's snow-white 　　back and lifted her round and beautiful legs with the other, making Su Yuexin pounce on him like a big white sheep, making 　　a sheep climbing a tree posture. Then he used his already hot, hard, iron-like penis to enter his mother's glistening, 　　overflowing vagina. 　　"Ah...ah...so good...son is so good..." Su Yuexin moaned happily, her moon- 　　white buttocks swaying with her son's help, like an inflated ball.

"Ah... Mother's pussy is so warm..."
"My big cock is so hot too..." Su Yuexin responded lovingly to her little lover's praise.
"Mother... every part of your body is so beautiful! It's my blessing to be able to fuck you!" In the heat of the moment,
Li Que's tongue, hands, feet, and lower body were too busy to miss anything. He didn't want to miss any of his mother's beautiful face, full breasts, buttocks, thighs, and
tight, dripping pussy, but he always had to temporarily give up on some places, so he could only
wander around eagerly.
"Ah... Mother too... Mother belongs to you... every part of my body is only for you to play with...
Mother's pussy was made for your big cock..." The cock went in and out of her pussy wildly, each
thrust as if trying to pierce through her tender flesh. This fierce impact made the beautiful noblewoman dizzy and confused
, and she could only keep moaning.
"Ah... so good... Mother's pussy is so tight that I'm going to heaven... I'm coming..." Li Que panted,
telling his mother that he was about to ejaculate!
"Mmm...shoot, child...shoot..." Su Yuexin's eyes were glazed, only weak gasps remained.
"Ah...it's coming!!!" Li Que felt his penis convulsing violently, pulling it out of his mother's
honey hole. Just as he was about to aim the glans at Su Yuexin's clean, pink cheeks, his eyes caught the fine lines at the corners of his mother's eyes,
the marks of a middle-aged woman, which further highlighted the stimulation of incest and a mature woman. So, impulsively, he
moved his penis upwards, and thick white semen shot onto his mother's beautiful crow's feet. The son's semen then
flowed down his mother's shallow lines, sliding over her smooth face, dripping onto her snow-white breasts. Due to
the large volume and rapid flow of semen, inevitably much of it splashed onto Su Yuexin's black, shiny hair, long eyelashes, and
closed eyelids. This beautiful mature empress looked rather disheveled, her originally white jade face stained with filth
, and even her vision was slightly affected by the white semen.
"Ah..." Feeling the heat of her son's semen on her face, Su Yuexin also reached her climax, collapsing into her son's
arms, weakly licking the semen from her lips with her tongue. As for the semen on her eyelids, she simply didn't have the strength to lift her hand to wipe it
away. Fortunately, Li Que was thoughtful and chuckled as he picked up his mother's scattered bra to wipe it off.
"Why do you always ejaculate on your mother's face, Que'er..."
"Because many people will see your face, but they won't know that your unparalleled beauty has been sprayed with my
semen. Just thinking about it excites me!"
"Hmm, you little rascal..." Su Yuexin said coquettishly, "Why don't you stay here with your mother tonight?"
Looking at his mother's pleading eyes, Li Que really had the urge to stay, but after thinking for a moment, he said:
"Mother, we should be careful, so as not to give anyone a handle to use against us."
"Hmm, I was just saying! Mother will wait for you... wait until you become emperor so we can be
together openly!"
"Yes, Mother!" Li Que nodded solemnly.
"By the way, Mother, I heard that you invited the high monks from Hanshan Temple a few days ago to exorcise evil spirits from Consort Hui's palace.
Did they find anything?"
Su Yuexin blushed. These past few days, recalling that day, she felt something was off, with a
hint of lewdness, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She simply said, "Alas, don't mention it. Those monks were
useless. The rumors of ghosts are still circulating. I do have something strange."
"Oh? What is it?"
"It's that Consort Hui doesn't seem bothered by the ghost rumors. She doesn't seem to be in a hurry to resolve this matter
."
"Is that so? That's quite strange." Li Que frowned.
"Alright, Que'er, Mother is a little tired. Give me a kiss and then leave." Su Yuexin's almond-shaped eyes were half-open as
she weakly called out.
Li Que gave his mother a deep kiss on the lips and quietly left.
But when he reached the entrance of the main hall, a hand grabbed him. Li Que was startled and turned to see the little eunuch Changshan.
"You little rascal, you scared me half to death!" Li Que said irritably.
"Your Highness, this servant has a secret to report, concerning Her Majesty the Empress, and it must not be overheard by anyone
!" Changshan said mysteriously. It turned out that the events at Zihuan Palace a few days ago had been swirling in his mind for a long time, and he finally
decided to tell Li Que.
So he pulled Li Que to a secluded place and told him everything in detail.
"Bang!" Li Que exerted force, and the stone beside him shattered into powder. Veins bulged on his forehead.
His three corpses raged, his five internal organs filled with rage, "This audacious bald monk! How dare he, how dare he molest the Empress
! I will devour his flesh and drink his blood!"
Li Que, in the midst of his fury, seemed to suddenly realize something, and glared sharply at Changshan. He pondered,
since Changshan had spied on the scene inside the room, hadn't the Empress's delicate body and wanton nature been exposed to this
little eunuch?!
Changshan, the quick-witted boy, immediately understood Li Que's thoughts, and hurriedly knelt down, repeatedly
kowtowing at Li Que's feet: "Your Highness! This servant also did it unintentionally..." Seeing Her Majesty the Empress's... it was truly an unintentional
mistake. Besides... this servant is already a rootless man, no different from a woman, Your Highness need not be angry about this
!"
Li Que thought about it and realized it made sense. Changshan still looked like a child, and having lost his manhood,
why should he take his anger out on him? So his expression softened slightly, and he calmly said, "Don't worry, telling me now is a merit, and I certainly won't
punish you for it. I will handle the matter of those bald monks at Hanshan Temple myself. Right now, I have a task for you.
Do your best, and I will reward you handsomely!"
"As long as Your Highness commands, this servant will do his utmost!"
"I see you are clever. Recently, the Empress Dowager has been troubled by the haunting of Consort Hui's palace, and I also have
some doubts. Secretly sneak into their palace and investigate to see if it's just someone playing tricks or if there really is an evil
spirit at work!"
"This…" Upon hearing that he was dealing with matters of ghosts and spirits, Changshan's earlier confident assurance
vanished. But seeing Li Que's sidelong glance, he hurriedly said, "This servant will definitely find out the truth!"
"Then I'll await your news!" Li Que said this and strode away, leaving Changshan wiping away tears.
Cold sweat.
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That night, the Zihuan Palace was eerily silent. Ever since the rumors of the ghosts spread, the palace was deserted
even during the day, let alone at night.
The palace maids on night watch were terrified even adding oil to the lamps, wishing they could just huddle in a corner and endure
until dawn.
"My god, this job is inhuman! Why did the Fourth Prince assign me this dreadful task
!" A figure crept furtively through the darkness; it was Changshan, the young eunuch who had come to investigate the Zihuan Palace.
He had sneaked into the palace during the day under some pretext, only venturing out at night. Now, facing the dark and
cold corridor, he felt a surge of fear.
However, due to the requirements of his mission, he still tried his best to observe the surroundings, looking for anything unusual.
Suddenly, he saw a white shadow silently drift past in the corridor ahead. His eyes widened, and he gasped
! Although he quickly covered his mouth and darted behind a pillar
, the thing—whether human or ghost—was still startled. Changshan saw a dark figure approaching him
; a few more steps and he would see its profile!
Suddenly, the shadow stopped, motionless. Changshan held his breath, afraid of making any more
noise. Finally, the shadow disappeared into the distance, without a sound. Could it really be a ghost? 　　Changshan gradually calmed down from his initial panic, thinking: "That's not right. I've always heard that ghosts don't have shadows, but this white thing has one.
Could it be 　　a person causing trouble?" Thinking this, his timidity 　　seemed to diminish considerably, replaced by a strong sense of curiosity. He was even somewhat annoyed: "Since you dared to play tricks and scare me, then 　　I'll expose you!" 　　With this thought, he mustered his courage and followed the path the shadowy figure had taken. He walked lightly, trying to 　　make as little noise as possible, but the person seemed to have vanished. Changshan wandered aimlessly through the vast Zihuan Palace, completely disoriented, and couldn't 　　find the white figure again. 　　As he walked, Changshan lost track of where he was. Suddenly, he saw 　　a light on in a house ahead, and faint sounds came from within. Curious, he went to investigate. Upon closer inspection, he 　　realized it was a woman's moans. The sound wasn't high-pitched or shrill, but rather melodious and low, as if deliberately 　　suppressed, yet still clearly the sound of a man and woman engaging in sexual activity. 　　Changshan couldn't help but recall the scene he'd spied on when Su Yuexin was being defiled by a monk. His face flushed, but he couldn't suppress 　　his excitement and leaned forward to peek. This time, he was shocked again. The woman inside was none other than the usually 　　gentle and virtuous Consort Hui! 　　Consort Hui was kneeling, supporting herself on the edge of the bed, naked, her full, fleshy buttocks raised high towards Changshan 　　. A similarly naked man was thrusting his lower body forcefully against her large buttocks; clearly, 　　the two were engaged in illicit relations. 　　Changshan thought to himself, "Consort Hui always seems so dignified and composed; I never imagined she'd be having an affair. 　　I just wonder who this man is." 　　"Ah... Mother... Your pussy is so tight... Your ass is so big... It feels so good!" 　　"Hmm... Hmm... Keep your voice down... If someone hears this, I'll be too ashamed to live!" 　　Changshan was lost in thought when the conversation between the adulterous couple shocked him. He never expected that Consort Hui's 　　lover was his son! At that moment, the man turned his head slightly, and although it was only for a brief moment, Changshan 　　was focused and saw it clearly. It was none other than 　　His Highness the Crown Prince! "Mother, don't put on that noble consort air. Are you enjoying being fucked? If you are, 　　scream loudly!" The Crown Prince slapped Consort Hui's big buttocks hard. Her plump, ripe buttocks were like 　　juicy, ripe peaches on a summer branch. After being squeezed and kneaded, who knows how much 　　juice with the fragrance of a mature woman would seep out. 　　"No...no...be gentle...please be gentle...don't bully your mother!" Consort Hui's plump, 　　tender buttocks were slapped red by her son. She gritted her teeth in pain, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she turned her head to look at 　　Li Qiang pitifully. 　　Her pitiful appearance, like a frightened deer, did not elicit any sympathy from the Crown Prince; instead, it fueled 　　his lust. He continued to frantically knead and slap his mother's pink buttocks, jade legs, and slender waist, his thrusts 　　becoming faster and more violent, as if he wanted to pierce through her honeyed passage: "You slut, 　　you whore who seduced your son! Stop pretending to be innocent, scream loudly, say you like being fucked by your son's big cock!" 　　The humiliation from her son made Consort Hui feel deeply ashamed. Her tears fell like pearls, and she pursed her lips tightly to prevent herself from 　　making a sound, seemingly trying to defy her son. 　　Discovering that Consort Hui not only didn't moan loudly as he wished, but deliberately lowered her voice, Li Qiang was 　　enraged. Compared to his infatuation with Su Yuexin, his feelings for his mother were more of a release, a 　　thrill of conquest. Consort Hui's consistent doting on him gave him a sense of unbridled freedom in her presence. Therefore, 　　he could no longer tolerate any disobedience from Consort Hui. 　　He reached out and grabbed his mother's silky hair with one hand, while the other hand gripped her full breasts tightly, 　　leaving red handprints on her delicate flesh, roaring, "Will you moan or not! Will you moan or not!" 　　At the same time, his lower body thrust even faster. 　　Consort Hui felt as if her hair was about to be torn apart, her breasts burning with pain. Powerless to resist her son's lewdness 　　, she could only whisper, filled with humiliation, "Ah...I am...I am...a slut...I like... 　　like my son..." Her voice trailed off completely. 　　"Louder! I can't hear your son!" Li Qiang thrust forcefully, his penis reaching his mother's cervix. 　　This thrust was so violent, like lightning tearing through Consort Hui's last line of defense. She was reckless 　　, abandoning all maternal dignity, screaming, "Ah...ahhh! I love my son's big cock 　　...I like being fucked by my son...I'm a slutty mother!" She shook herself like a bitch.

Her large, white breasts, her disheveled hair, and her plump buttocks swayed ingratiatingly as she welcomed her son's thrusts, hoping he would stop
torturing her.
Li Qiang was satisfied and excited. He no longer hurled insults at his mother, but instead focused entirely on
the technique of thrusting, rubbing the folds of flesh inside her vagina with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, driving Consort Hui to ecstasy.
At this moment, she was completely immersed in the sexual experience: "Ah... son, you're so good... Mother... Mother has never
felt so good before... Ah... Mother is completely yours!" If before Consort Hui still held onto ethics
and maternal reserve, now she had completely surrendered. Her lower body was soaking wet, with
large amounts of vaginal fluid flowing out with each thrust of her son's penis.
"Ah... Mother, I'm coming... I want to ejaculate inside you!"
"Ah! No, son, didn't we agree that you could only ejaculate outside each time!" At the last moment, Li Qiang
's words startled Consort Hui, like an antelope startled by a crocodile while drinking water, crying out in terror.
However, this weak resistance was futile. She felt her honeyed orifice filled with her son's hot semen... overflowing
... She collapsed onto the bed in despair, closing her eyes, letting tears flow above and semen flow below.
After ejaculating, His Highness the Crown Prince felt completely refreshed. Satisfied,
he pulled his penis out of the vagina that had given birth to him, accompanied by a "splat" sound as thick liquid gushed out—a mixture of incestuous love fluids
between mother and son—flowing down Consort Hui's deep buttocks and pooling on the ground.
The young eunuch was captivated by the stimulating scene of incest. Although he no longer had that thing and his sexual desire had
greatly diminished, his male instincts, his appreciation of beauty, and the shock of forbidden love still excited him
. He unconsciously compared the bright, white, plump buttocks before him to the beautiful buttocks of Su Yuexin he had seen that day
. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still felt that the Empress, whom he had always considered the most beautiful woman in the world,
had lost in this aspect. Consort Hui's huge buttocks were even larger than Su Yuexin's, who was already quite plump.
How pleasurable it would be to have his penis squeezed by such a large buttocks? Changshan couldn't imagine it; he couldn't recall
the feeling when he once possessed that penis, but he still felt an itch in his heart and a tingling sensation in his back.
In the room, Consort Hui, having climaxed, lay on the edge of the bed, sobbing softly. Li Qiang, who had calmed down from his sexual desire,
looked at his mother's pitiful appearance and finally felt a pang of pity. He understood that his mother's
tolerance of his boundless indulgence stemmed from her boundless love for him. He reached out and embraced his mother, carefully
wiping away the tears from her face, saying, "Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. It's just that in bed
, Mother was so beautiful, I couldn't help myself..."
Before her son entered her, Consort Hui always tried her best to dissuade him, but after they had made love,
she longed for his warm and strong embrace, savoring the captivating passion of their lovemaking. The psychology of a middle-aged woman
is truly wondrous. Her son's tender comfort after the act moved her deeply, and her earlier grievances
vanished completely. A blush rose on her delicate face, drying the remaining tear stains and leaving only
the beauty of a mature woman blushing: "Mmm... Mother knows... Mother doesn't blame you... You were... you
couldn't help yourself...
" "Mother..." Li Qiang hadn't expected his mother to be so alluring after sex, and couldn't help but
call out to her affectionately.
"Hmm... Qiang'er... no matter what you do... your mother won't blame you... your mother is
willing to do anything for you... besides... actually... actually... your mother needs it too..." Consort Hui said
this, her head almost buried in her son's chest like an ostrich.
Hearing his beautiful mother reveal her true feelings, the Crown Prince became excited again, his penis almost touching Consort Hui's
face.
Consort Hui quickly pressed down on her son's erect penis: "Qiang'er, although your mother... although I can do that with you...
you should still come to Zihuan Palace less often. If it's too frequent, your trick will eventually be exposed." Consort Hui
said worriedly.
"What your mother says makes sense. I heard that last time the Empress invited some monks from Hanshan Temple to exorcise some ghost,
did they find anything?"
"No, that's not true, but you've been coming too often lately. The rumors of ghosts in the palace haven't lessened at all
. I'm afraid the Empress has come up with some new tricks."
Li Qiang frowned. "In that case, I'll restrain myself from now on. It's just that it's hard for Mother
to be alone in her empty room..." He thought of Su Yuexin's exquisite body and resolved to visit the Empress more often
.
"What nonsense are you talking about, child... We're not husband and wife, we're committing incest..."
Consort Hui looked worried as she thought of their illicit relationship. Seeing this, Li Qiang quickly pressed his mother down
onto the bed and kissed her to prevent her from saying anything discouraging. He then aimed his swollen penis at his mother
's vagina.
"Mother! Stop thinking about useless things! Let's have some fun now!" Li Qiang banished his distracting thoughts and pressed himself
against his mother.
"Ah..." Consort Hui let out a long moan, her plump, pink buttocks swaying as her son penetrated her.
Changshan overheard the conversation between the mother and son, and his heart stirred again: So that's how it is! 　　The Crown Prince
deliberately disguised himself as a ghost at night to enter and leave the Zihuan Palace, thus reducing the possibility of being discovered! It turns out that the rules of the Great Liang Kingdom's harem are very strict. Except for the Empress, no concubine is allowed to freely 　　contact men outside the palace. Even as the Crown Prince's mother, Consort Hui's time and frequency of seeing her son are clearly limited. The 　　Empress, however, is an exception. As the mother of the nation, she is not only the Emperor's wife but also the ruler of the harem and the 　　face of the royal family. Therefore, approaching guests and receiving greetings from the princes is natural and perfectly acceptable 　　. This is also one of the reasons why Li Qiang and Li Que were able to easily have affairs with her without arousing suspicion. 　　Crown Prince Li Qiang, emboldened by lust and lusting after his mother's beauty, resorted to such a desperate measure to deceive others. In the end, 　　he was exposed in front of a lowly eunuch. Changshan, having thought of this, lost all interest in watching the lewd scene in the room and 　　only wanted to know how to report this matter to Li Que and the Empress. So he left quietly.

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