[Sister-in-law of Rokuro]

Countless nights in my life felt particularly mysterious because I shared a courtyard with my sisters-in-law.
The sounds of the night were intermittent, chaotic, and hazy, evoking many associations. For example, hearing the splashing of water from the south courtyard would conjure images of my fifth sister-in-law's long, white, curved legs or her wet hair. Or, if it was late and I heard my eldest sister-in-law's murmurs behind the high walls, I would wonder if she was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
For me, the Tianbo Mansion under the cover of night was like a deep, dark trap, or a chaotic maze, leading me astray time and again.
Usually, before bed, I would say to the princess, "I'm going for a walk."
And she would reply, "Don't forget to come back."
This was quite possible; the Yang Mansion was so large, and for someone as directionally challenged as me, even if I didn't forget to return to my room, I might still get lost.
However, getting lost was just an excuse I gave the princess; the real reason was: sometimes, I didn't want to sleep with her. Even the most beautiful face can become tiresome, don't you think?
Actually, if I wanted, every corner of the courtyard would be open and unobstructed to me. I don't mean to say I have affairs with every sister-in-law, but rather that the high walls, several feet high, are no obstacle to my exceptional lightness skills. If I were truly lost, I could simply leap over the wall and see a red and yellow lantern hanging high under the eaves of a house—that signifies the princess's endless summons, making returning home a simple display of my lightness skills.
However, this isn't entirely without danger, as the secret of this sign has long been deciphered. I've learned this the hard way twice. Once, the same lantern was displayed in the fifth sister-in-law's courtyard, so I unsurprisingly entered the wrong room. Another time, while flying over the third sister-in-law's courtyard, I was struck down by a hidden weapon and had to spend the night injured in her room.
The night is full of ambushes—that's my experience, yet I find it endlessly fascinating, which is why I habitually go for a walk before bed.
Of course, not every night brings such serendipitous encounters. At such times, I would promptly return to my room and say to the princess, "Baby, I need you!"
The princess would lazily stretch out a jade-like leg from under the covers, shaking it back and forth, "How annoying, I'm already asleep!"
This little vixen is never satisfied; no matter how late I return, she'll tease me, keeping me awake. Therefore, every time I return to my room, I proactively complete this task to secure a peaceful night's sleep.
Secondly,
I remember when I married the princess. On our wedding night, I was poised and ready, when I suddenly noticed something strange about the princess's expression.
It wasn't shyness, but rather fear. No wonder, what woman wouldn't be afraid of something as big as a rolling pin? Without thinking much, I thrust it in, only to realize something was wrong. The princess's vagina was loose and beautiful, unlike that of a virgin. Upon pulling out my penis, I saw that instead of bleeding, the princess's vulva was wet and slippery.
I was instantly enraged: "You son of a bitch, aren't you a virgin?"
The princess pleaded repeatedly: "Please, let's talk after it's over!"
Of course, I refused, and cursed: "Damn Zhao Defang! He called himself my buddy, but he dumped this worthless adopted sister on me, while he becomes the Eighth Prince and I become the Cuckold!"
The princess's eyes were filled with tears: "Don't make a fuss, as long as you don't divorce me, I'll do whatever you want!"
Looking at her tearful and charming appearance, I was really a little reluctant, and hesitated for a moment: "Is this true?" Although I had eaten a stale dish, if it could be exchanged for a lifetime of freedom, it would still be a good deal.
The princess said, "As a princess, I always keep my word!"
I didn't believe her: "What's so special about being a princess? Your sworn brother is the Eighth Prince, who said he'd marry me a beauty, but in the end, what he sent was you, this worthless piece of trash?"
The princess was furious: "Am I not beautiful enough?"
I stammered, "Well, you can't say that."
Seeing my infatuation, the princess took the opportunity to subtly lift her white legs, moving them around. With such beauty before me, I could only think of having sex with her for pleasure. Afterwards, I shed tears of regret.
The princess said, "The deed is done, what are you still unwilling about?"
I said, "It's not that I'm unwilling, I'm just a little heartbroken."
To comfort my broken heart, the princess arranged for two personal maids to serve me the next day. After selecting two maids, I discovered neither was a virgin. Disheartened, I lost all feeling of resentment and anger, and sighed, "In the Great Song Dynasty, finding a virgin is truly difficult!"
For some reason, these words reached my third sister-in-law's ears. The next day, she stopped me: "Sixth Brother! How dare you look down on women of the Great Song!"
I was somewhat bewildered: "No!"
My third sister-in-law hesitated: "Back then… when I married your third brother, I was a virgin!"
I scratched my head and said, "My third brother never mentioned it to me!"
Oh dear, I forgot that my third sister-in-law came from a family of hidden weapons. When I was covered in hidden weapons, I firmly said, "Third sister-in-law, I confess, you were indeed a virgin back then!"
"How do you know?!"
Another wave of hidden weapons came!
I felt the world darken, life become unbearably difficult, and there seemed to be no way out.
Thirdly,
many years later, my third sister-in-law had lost her fiery temper. She often leaned against the courtyard gate, and when she saw me passing by, she would say with a hint of resentment, "Sixth Brother! You haven't come to see me in so long!"
I pointed to the sky and then to the ground, hurrying on. Our Yang family still had its rules; in broad daylight, how could an uncle and sister-in-law talk so much? The maids and servants were all watching, and occasionally even outsiders; it would damage our reputation.
My third sister-in-law understood, leaned forward slightly with a smile, and gently knocked three times on the gate with the hand that had once thrown the hidden weapon, signifying that I should come to find her at midnight.
I chuckled lewdly and nodded repeatedly, walking along, feeling my legs go weak.
Of all my sisters-in-law, I had the earliest connection with my third sister-in-law, our relationship beginning even before my third brother's marriage.
It was a sunny day during the Chunhua era of the Song Dynasty. Bored, my third brother and I stood on the street looking for beautiful women, but to no avail. We concluded that the beauties were either in the palace or in brothels, and any one or two we missed were probably hidden at home, waiting to grow up.
Frustrated, we had to head home. As we passed a courtyard, something hit me on the head. I picked it up and exclaimed, "Heavens! Third brother, look! Silver coins are falling from the sky!"
My third brother leaned closer and said, "That's right, Song Dynasty coins!"
We both shouted at the same time, "Fall! Fall! I want to bloom! Fall silver coins!"
Sure enough, hundreds of copper coins rained down on us. My third brother cried, "It's a hidden weapon!" His sleeves instantly billowed without wind, displaying our Yang family's secret technique, "Sleeve Universe," filling them with heavy silver coins. I was left bruised and battered, lying on the ground, dazed. In my dazed state, I heard a sweet laugh from inside the courtyard: "Young man, you're so adorable!"
The next day, someone came to propose marriage. My mother, worried about finding a daughter-in-law for her many sons, readily agreed to such a good opportunity. Less than a month later, my third sister-in-law married into our household.
Later, she told me that she had actually fallen for me, a scoundrel and useless fellow, while her father mistakenly believed she had chosen my third brother, a man of exceptional martial arts skills and dashing manners. Besides, I was still a young boy at the time, with rosy cheeks and an extremely cute appearance; probably no woman would be attracted to me. The direct consequence of her father's arbitrary decision was that my third sister-in-law entered my third brother's bridal chamber, spread her legs, and was raped by him for nine years without any reason.
Of course, this is just my third sister-in-law's version. Many years have passed, and the truth has long since sunk into the river of time, impossible to find. Perhaps she fabricated such a lie to seduce me?
My past is a blur… Whenever I look back, I sigh. If my third sister-in-law's words were true, then I would have had the chance to marry a virgin. The fortune teller would have had to pay me ten taels of silver, and my eldest sister-in-law would still be my eldest sister-in-law, not my lover.
This story begins shortly after my marriage. After marrying the princess, I was constantly resentful. Sometimes, walking under trees, I felt the green leaves falling on my head, oily and impossible to wipe away. Seeing others eating turtle for nourishment would make me feel heartbroken and unable to sleep all night. When a person is vulnerable, they believe in fate. One day, feeling lost and dejected, I went to a street corner and called over a fortune teller to have my birth chart analyzed.
The fortune teller said, "You are not destined to be a virgin." Then he closed his eyes and became a hermit.
I said, "Heavens, you're so accurate!" As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
The fortune teller, being arrogant, insisted, "If I'm wrong, I'll pay you ten taels of silver!"
Damn it! Even if it weren't for the ten taels of silver, I had to prove myself!
A few days later, the opportunity came. My sister-in-law's family sent a seven-year-old niece, and we hit it off immediately. Hmph, a seven-year-old girl, surely she's a virgin? I glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then tricked her into a large storeroom, undressed her, and said we were going to play a game.
Just as I was excitedly feeling her crotch, my sister-in-law burst in, yelling, "Sixth Brother! What are you doing?"
I said, "Sister-in-law... I didn't do anything, I... I was putting her to a nap!"
My sister-in-law said, "Putting her to sleep, why are you completely naked?!"
I hurriedly covered my crotch, looking around: "Was it? Was it? Huh, where are my clothes?"
My sister-in-law grabbed my clothes, carried the girl out of the room, and said, "You stay here and don't move! I'll come back and deal with you later!" With that, she gave me a fierce look, locked the door, and left.
I was immediately terrified. Even if I could escape, completely naked, I wouldn't have the guts. Because… within the Tianbo Mansion, if there was one more person I feared, it was my sister-in-law.

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