Princess's Slave

It was a snowy winter. The area at the foot of the imperial city was blanketed in white snow. Roads cleared earlier were instantly covered again by the falling snow
. In the distance, the world stretched out in a vast, boundless expanse of white, with only a few tall, imposing figures standing guard in various corners of the city. As evening approached, the sky grew increasingly overcast.
Two figures suddenly appeared on the snow-covered roads of the imperial city, one in front of the other.
The former was tall and robust, snowflakes clinging to his head, wearing a black cloak and tiger-skin boots. His gait was powerful and imposing, even slowing the descent of the falling snow.
The latter, hunched over, ran with small, hesitant steps, trying to keep up, yet not daring to walk alongside him, resulting in a seemingly unsteady pace, quite agile.
The two stopped before a slightly secluded city gate. The guards stood sternly, their expressions resolute.
"How is the situation?" the man in the black cloak asked, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Your Highness, the female prisoner didn't cry or make a fuss. We two guards have been watching over her, and haven't seen anyone else questioning her!" a guard reported.
"Well done!" The man in the black cloak sneered, stepping inside, followed immediately by the eunuch.
This was a private prison, loosely guarded inside but tightly secured outside. There were no guards inside, making it seem like an empty cell. Passing through the outer courtyard, entering the secret room, and then down a long, downward passage, the air gradually became murky, filled with a musty, rotten smell—very pungent. Combined with the winter chill, it felt exceptionally eerie!
Seeing his master's displeasure, the eunuch quickly explained, "Seventh Prince, to prevent the war criminals from escaping, the ventilation shafts were blocked. They're being repaired these past few days!"
"Hmm!" the Seventh Prince responded indifferently.
Seeing that his master wasn't angry, the eunuch quickly crouched down and ran to the cell door, unlocking the chains with a 'clatter.'
"You go out first!" the Seventh Prince said coldly. The eunuch quickly lowered his head, bowed, and retreated.
Inside the thick wooden fence, on a bed made of dry grass, sat a woman of stunning beauty. Her clothes were tattered and dirty, her black hair disheveled. Though her appearance was pitiful, her expression remained calm and composed. Hearing footsteps outside, her small, blue face, trembling with cold, showed no emotion.
The Seventh Prince frowned, standing at the prison gate, staring at her for a long time. His expression grew increasingly grim. Was this the Li Kingdom princess who had refused to marry him? Even as a prisoner, she remained so proud, not even glancing at him. Did she still consider this the Li Kingdom princess's residence?
"Shangguan Yangyang, get up!" The Seventh Prince strode forward, stretched out his long arm, and angrily yanked her off the bed.
With a thud, the delicate woman was thrown to the ground by his force.
Her delicate arms were mercilessly scraped raw by the floor. Shangguan Yangyang frowned, struggling to get up, but a tiger-skin boot stepped on her slender toes, the pain almost making her cry out, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.
"Hmph, as expected of the dignified princess of the Li Kingdom, quite the tough one!" The Seventh Prince slightly rotated his foot, looking at Shangguan Yangyang crawling on the ground with a cold smile.
The excruciating pain spread from her fingertips, slowly creeping up Shangguan Yangyang's fragile yet stubborn nerves. She bit her lip hard, and a row of white teeth marks immediately appeared on her purplish lower lip.
"It hurts—" Shangguan Yangyang finally couldn't help but groan, her face turning pale, and beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.
"Pain? You know what pain is? Looks like you haven't been able to hold back for long enough?" The Seventh Prince grinned maliciously as he crouched down, his rough fingers mercilessly caressing her delicate chin, pinching it wantonly. Just as hatred flashed in Shangguan Yangyang's eyes, his other hand suddenly ripped her already tattered thin shirt apart with a 'whoosh,' revealing her pink undergarment.
Her skin, pale from the cold, had long lost its alluring luster under the thin undergarment, but this only fueled the Seventh Prince's desire to humiliate her. He grabbed one of her full breasts and chuckled wickedly, "How about this?" Shangguan Yangyang's delicate brows furrowed tightly, her bright black eyes fixed on the tyrannical man before her.
It was him, it was him!
A few days ago, he stormed into the palace with a long sword, hacking and slashing his way through the crowd. So many innocent lives perished by his blade—the young palace maid who had just combed her hair that morning, the eunuch who was about to deliver a message to her—all those pure and innocent lives were cut down by his sword.
Her father, her mother, her brother, her sister, almost all her relatives—almost all died by his sword. And he was the invincible general of the enemy kingdom, the dignified Seventh Prince—Sima Chenqi.
She would never forget that day, when he stormed into the princess's residence, covered in blood, his face filled with wicked malice and rampant arrogance, pointing his long sword at her and saying, "Shangguan Yangyang, you caused all of this! Don't blame me!"
Was it her?
But why didn't he kill her with one blow? She would rather die and reunite with her father and mother in the underworld, but captured by this demon from the underworld, she didn't even have the right to die!
She was the eternal sinner of the Li Kingdom!
"What? Trying to play dead again?" A sudden tightening grip on her chest caused Sima Chenqi to increase the pressure, forcing her to open her eyes again.
"What exactly do you want? To humiliate me? To take revenge? You've already achieved your goal, what more do you want?" Shangguan Yangyang's lifeless eyes blazed with boundless hatred.
"Hahahaha—" Sima Chenqi laughed loudly, his hoarse voice echoing from the cell doorway, chilling and sinister, like a messenger from hell. "Goal? You think that's enough? No, Shangguan Yangyang, listen carefully, this is just the beginning, just the beginning of revenge! What you owe me, I will take back from you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, bit by bit!"
"You… devil!" Shangguan Yangyang gritted her teeth.
"Devil? Hmm, I like that title. I will show you my true devilish face!" Sima Chenqi straightened up, lifted her from the ground, and draped his black cloak over her shoulders.
Seeing Shangguan Yangyang's questioning gaze, he sneered again, "Don't worry, I've never shown any mercy to women. If you don't want everyone to see you naked, you can refuse!"
Shangguan Yangyang frowned, looking at the torn clothes on the ground, and asked coldly, "Where are you taking me?"
"Didn't you remember what I said? The day the city fell, I said that from now on I would be your master. Is this how you treat your master?"
"Where exactly are you taking me?" Shangguan Yangyang was furious. She was ready to fight to the death, even if it meant she had to kill him with one blow. She didn't know anything more terrifying than death!
Sima Chenqi glanced at her sideways, said nothing, and turned to leave. Shangguan Yangyang
looked at the dark dungeon where she had spent the last few days, then at Sima Chenqi's resolute, broad back. After thinking for a moment, she finally gritted her teeth and followed him.
As soon as she stepped outside, a fierce wind whipped up snowflakes that assaulted her face. Shangguan Yangyang quickly hugged herself tightly, closing her eyes shut and leaving only a slit to see where she was going. She wore only a thin undergarment, and although a cloak covered her, it offered no protection against the biting cold.
Sima Chenqi frowned, his face grim, and helped her pull up the cloak's hood, saying, "You absolutely mustn't freeze to death, or I'll kill even more people to pay with my life. I mean what I say!" Chapter 003 Do You Regret It?
In the vast expanse of snow, two figures reappeared. One tall, one short.
Shangguan Yangyang hugged her arms tightly, following behind Sima Chenqi. The snow was already above her calves, making each step incredibly difficult.
She had been in the dungeon for several days; one shoe had been lost on the day the city fell, and the other was tattered. She was practically barefoot, trudging through the snow.
"Ah—" Losing her footing, Shangguan Yangyang stumbled and fell face-first into the snow, kicking up a cloud of snowflakes.
Sima Chenqi whirled around, seeing her sprawled in the snow, and realized she had been following his footprints. He'd taken too big a step and couldn't keep up, causing her to fall.
However, his initial shock was fleeting; a cold smile quickly spread across his face as he sneered, "So this is how weak you are, hailed as the General's Princess?"
Shangguan Yangyang gritted her teeth, her small, red hands bracing against the snow as she slowly got to her feet.
Fortunately, the snow was soft, and she hadn't twisted her ankle. She brushed the snow off her cloak and continued on.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Sima Chenqi's steps became much smaller.
Not long after passing the city gate, Shangguan Yangyang's dark eyes brightened. This… was the palace? So she had been imprisoned there all along? But why didn't she know where the dungeon was?
"Does this sound familiar?" Hearing the little girl's disordered breathing behind him, Sima Chenqi sneered, "The former palace of the Li Kingdom has become the palace of the Yan Kingdom! Do you know that this land is where you and I once stood? How much hot blood has been spilled beneath this snow? A vast expanse of bright red blood, all from your Shangguan family. So, Shangguan Tuo's blood was red too, hahaha..."
"No, I don't want to hear it! You can't insult my father! You can't do this..." Shangguan Yangyang's face turned pale with hatred. She covered her ears and shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face.
Sima Chenqi snorted coldly and continued, "Shangguan Yangyang, remember this: they bled because of you, all because of you! Now I really want to ask you, do you regret it?" Shangguan Yangyang
looked up at his broad back, so tall and imposing in the snow, yet so terrifying.
Did she regret it?
During the days she was imprisoned, she had asked herself this question more than once: Did she regret it?
If she had agreed to the marriage alliance with Yan and married the tyrannical Sima Chenqi, could she have avoided that bloody massacre? If her actions could truly avert disaster, she would have agreed without hesitation.
But what use is it to regret it now?
If she regrets it now, will her father, mother, and other relatives be brought back to life?
Thinking of the arrogant and disdainful smile on Sima Chenqi's face, Shangguan Yangyang gritted her teeth and said firmly, "No regrets, Sima Chenqi. Even if it happened again, I still wouldn't marry you. You're dreaming! I'd rather die than marry you!"
"You—fine, fine, Shangguan Yangyang, now that you're in my hands, you can't be so stubborn anymore!" Sima Chenqi snorted angrily and quickened his pace, making Shangguan Yangyang struggle again.
Crossing the empty imperial city square, Sima Chenqi walked towards an exquisite palace. That palace stood out from the rest of the palace complex. Although most of it was covered by snow, the crescent moon shape on the palace was still faintly visible.
That wasn't...her...Princess's residence—Mingyue Tower? Sima Chenqi was very satisfied with Shangguan Yangyang's expression. He wanted to see this effect. Imagine, the privileges that once belonged to her suddenly became his, falling from the highest to the lowest point—the thought of such a fall was exhilarating!
Sima Chenqi strode forward, and a group of guards and palace maids immediately knelt down, shouting in unison, "Welcome back to the Seventh Prince!" The loud voices echoed throughout Mingyue Tower.
"Hmm, no need for formalities!" Sima Chenqi sneered triumphantly and entered the main hall directly.
Shangguan Yangyang staggered with each step, her face pale, walking with great difficulty. How familiar the scene, how familiar the voices were. Every time she returned, people on both sides of the road would shout, "Welcome back to the Princess!" In just a few days, the owner of this place had changed, changed people.
Was this heaven's punishment for her? Shangguan Yangyang gave a bitter smile, her face desolate.
Upon entering the palace gates, courtyards stretched out on both sides, with a large pond in the center. A long, curved bridge, like a bright moon, led to the main hall, creating a beautiful scene.
These were all familiar sights. Shangguan Yangyang hugged herself tightly, afraid to look at them; it would only tear open her wounds and pierce them deeper.
Following Sima Chenqi, Shangguan Yangyang arrived at a side hall behind the main hall. Hearing the sounds of laughter and chatter coming from inside, she suddenly stopped, refusing to go any further.
Sima Chenqi sensed something was wrong and turned around, coldly sneering, "What? Gone?"
"Why are you taking me there?" Shangguan Yangyang's face flushed slightly.
"You were the previous owner of this place, don't you remember what's inside?" Sima Chenqi took a few steps back, gently lifted her cold chin, and whispered in her ear in an extremely wicked tone, "Then let me tell you, inside is a hot spring, a natural one, a hot spring with steam rising all year round! I've long heard of such a wonder in the Princess of Li Kingdom's residence, and of course I have to try it today! And since you know its secrets, how can I leave you out?"
He then grabbed Shangguan Yangyang's hand and pulled her inside, ignoring her flushed cheeks.
Pushing open the exquisitely carved door, the two immediately felt a wave of warmth wash over them, and the soft white steam instantly melted away the snowflakes on their heads and bodies.
This is indeed Wang Tianran's hot spring, which has always been kept within the palace grounds by the emperors of Li Kingdom. However, the current emperor of Li Kingdom dotes on his daughter, Shangguan Yangyang, and has specifically allocated this hot spring to her. This Mingyue Tower was also proposed by Shangguan Yangyang and newly built by Shangguan Tuo. In short, Shangguan Tuo will agree to any request Shangguan Yangyang makes without hesitation, including her rejection of marriage a year ago.
"Your Highness, this servant Xiao Zhao welcomes Your Highness!"
"This servant Xiao Lü welcomes Your Highness!"
Two clear voices cruelly pulled Shangguan Yangyang back to reality. She saw two almost naked young women kneeling side by side in front of Sima Chenqi. From Shangguan Yangyang's angle, she could see the two women's full and swollen breasts, which were extremely eye-catching under the misty steam.
Sima Chenqi laughed heartily, embracing one woman on each side. His rough fingers moved up and down, and he chuckled with satisfaction, "My darlings, come and let me see if you're done washing?"
The two women were twin sisters, with bright black hair, delicate noses, and charming figures. Every gesture they made was captivating. Shangguan Yangyang frowned, blushing as she turned her head away, not because of the twins' boldness, but because Sima Chenqi's gaze had been fixed on her, even while he was talking to the two women.
"Your Highness, who is this sister?" one of the women asked curiously, looking at Shangguan Yangyang.
"Is she beautiful?" Sima Chenqi pinched her ample breasts.
"Beautiful, sister is very beautiful!" the other woman said with a grin.
"No, she's not beautiful. Compared to you, she's just ice. Where's her beauty?" Sima Chenqi slightly raised one corner of his lips, coldly looking at Shangguan Yangyang. Suddenly, he burst into laughter, leaning back and causing the man and two women to fall into the pool.
Accompanied by the two women's screams, a large splash of water rose from the pool, like a giant wave, soaking Shangguan Yangyang completely...
Chapter 005
Shangguan Yangyang closed her eyes, letting the pool water soak her. Ironically, the warm pool water made her feel even colder.
The laughter and chatter in the pool were close to her ears, yet seemed like they were from afar. Shangguan Yangyang simply kept her eyes closed, appearing resolute in her willingness to die.
In the water, the twin sisters playfully removed Sima Chenqi's armor, dodging his wanton pinching and playing while trying to undo his inner garment.
"Beauty, aren't you coming down? Or should I go and invite you?" Sima Chenqi flicked two fingers, and a drop of water flew towards Shangguan Yangyang like a sharp blade.
Shangguan Yangyang felt a sharp pain on her face and angrily opened her eyes, only to see the sarcastic smile on Sima Chenqi's lips.
"I invited you here to admire me, not to sleep with me! Come here and scrub my back!" Sima Chenqi pointed at her, his expression arrogant.
When the last piece of clothing on Sima Chenqi's body was removed, revealing his muscular, bare chest, Shangguan Yangyang blushed and turned her face away again, refusing to look at him.
"I'd like to know how to tear away that arrogance of yours!" Sima Chenqi bent his leg and swam to Shangguan Yangyang's feet. With a long arm, he pulled Shangguan Yangyang into the water.
"Ah—Si…uh…"
Shangguan Yangyang didn't have time to struggle. Her mouth was sealed by him, and her slender waist was held in place by his iron arm. She couldn't move at all, only able to stare at him angrily with wide eyes.
A soft laugh came from behind. Sima Chenqi waved his hand, and the twin sisters retreated, along with the maids at the door.
The black cloak, soaked in hot water, clung even tighter to Shangguan Yangyang's body, revealing her beautiful curves. Sima Chenqi sneered, ripped off the cloak with a flick of his wrist, and threw it onto the shore. His nimble fingers then traced her smooth back, finding the thin string on her bodice and gently pulling it away, freeing her from her last restraint.
"Ugh..." Despair filled Shangguan Yangyang's eyes. She clenched her teeth, desperately trying to stop his advances.
Sima Chenqi chuckled mockingly, pinching the back of her head with his fingers. Shangguan Yangyang winced in pain and opened her mouth. At that moment, he extended his tongue, prying open her teeth. As if punishing her, Sima Chenqi's kiss was domineering and ruthless. Under his forceful assault, Shangguan Yangyang was like a drowning lamb, struggling to breathe.
"Ugh—" Shangguan Yangyang struggled desperately, the anger in her eyes gradually turning into fear. She kicked her small feet wildly, trying to escape his roughness.
"Shangguan Yangyang, you're more delicious than I imagined. I can't bear to torture you to death all at once!" Sima Chenqi licked his lips, a wicked smile spreading across his face. Like a gluttonous tyrant, he lowered his head again.
This time, however, his target wasn't her lips, but her snow-white breasts. Reflected in the pool water, they seemed like white jade, radiating a holy light. Sima Chenqi sighed inwardly, burying his head deep into them, biting and nibbling.
His hands weren't idle either; he tore off her underpants, forcefully spreading her long legs, securing them to her waist, and almost frantically squeezing her pert, round buttocks.
"Why? Why did you reject me? Why did you reject me?" Sima Chenqi growled as he bit and nibbled.
Shangguan Yangyang nearly fainted from the pain of his bites several times, her body involuntarily arching, yet simultaneously clamping her legs together…

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