【The Adventures of a Young Man in the Primordial Era】(146)

Chapter 146 The Shadow Consort Xue Qingying

As Murong Xueqing limped out of the door, leaving behind this place of cruelty filled with painful memories,

she blushed at the strange looks from the surrounding palace maids. She lowered her head, took a few quick steps, and stumbled back to her

room, slamming the door shut.

Leaning against the door, Murong Xueqing felt a wave of weakness wash over her. Extreme grief and indignation surged within her, and her delicate body slid

weakly to the ground. This beautiful imperial consort, who had endured so much humiliation at the hands of the Emperor, covered her face and sobbed.

The palace maids outside whispered amongst themselves, puzzled by what had happened that day. First, the驸马 (imperial consort) entered Consort Xue's

room , but didn't emerge for a long time, prompting Consort Qing to come. Then, Consort Qing rushed into Consort Xue's room shouting and yelling

, and then… there was silence.

The door closed, and not a sound came from inside. The terrified palace maids were bewildered,

yet dared not peek in. If they angered the驸马 (the驸马, the驸马) and the two imperial concubines, they would be in deep trouble.

More than an hour passed before Consort Qing, looking haggard, staggered out of Consort Xue

's room. Her gait was strange; had she accidentally injured her leg while inside?

None of the palace maids suspected that Consort Qing's injury was far more serious than a simple leg injury.

Lying alone on the bed, Murong Xueqing, her face deathly pale, silently shed tears. She gently wiped

her swollen and painful genitals with a damp towel. Thinking of her painful groans inside the room, and the

wanton, lewd screams she made later when Haotian aroused her lust, she felt ashamed, indignant,

and utterly terrified.

As the Imperial Concubine Dowager, the late Emperor's favored concubine, she had been violated by the Imperial Son-in-Law. Such a thing could not be known

to anyone . While it would certainly damage the Son-in-Law's reputation, even a slight leak

would lead to a far more tragic fate for her—something she dared not even dream of.

Before entering the palace, Murong Xueqing came from an official family, where she had always been pampered. This had fostered

her arrogant and domineering personality, but it had also instilled in her a deep affection for her family. If her

family were to suffer shame and misfortune because of her, Murong Xueqing would absolutely not accept it and vowed never to let such a thing happen.

Therefore, Murong Xueqing could only swallow her anger and resentment. Seeing Consort Xue and Haotian

flirting filled her with nothing but regret and deep jealousy.

Murong Xueqing forbade any palace maids from entering her room, fearing they would report her affair to the Imperial Household Department

, which would mean her utter ruin.

However, Murong Xueqing thought a lot while alone in her room. Besides fear and worry, she also wondered

if Consort Xue could regain favor by using her beauty, so could she do the same?

The late emperor was gone, and she was only twenty-six years old. Was she destined to spend

the rest of her life in the palace for fifty years? The thought was terrifying. Moreover, in the palace now, everything

was decided by . Even the empress sometimes had to consult him on her decisions. Like today, he was forcing himself on her;

could she refuse? Since she couldn't resist or refuse, why struggle so bitterly? Sometimes, letting go

might be a better choice. Murong Xueqing's heart was in turmoil, repeatedly clashing with her moral bottom line.

That evening, the door opened, and someone carrying food entered, closing the door behind them. Murong Xueqing,

lying bed, was already in a bad mood and angrily said, "Why are you bringing this in again? Didn't I say I didn't want to eat?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she suddenly remembered that the palace maids might have leverage over her. If she angered

them, things could get very bad. Murong Xueqing was about to say something to smooth things over when she suddenly heard the person smile and say, "Consort Qing,

if you're starving, who will keep me company in bed?"

Murong Xueqing was startled and sat up in bed, looking at the person who revealed... The handsome prince consort, with his snow-white teeth and radiant smile

, exclaimed in alarm, "Prince Consort, you, you, how come it's you?"

Haotian smiled and said, "I heard that after you came out of Xuefei Palace, you locked yourself in your room, refusing to eat or drink

. I was afraid you'd starve, so I specially brought you food to eat with you!"

As he spoke, Haotian walked over, placed the food on the table, and stood in front of Murong Xueqing. Suddenly, his face turned cold

, and he said in a chilling voice, "Have you forgotten what I told you before? Do I need to teach you again?"

After saying that , Haotian straightened up.

Murong Xueqing's eyes welled up with tears, but she had no choice but to comply. She reached out her trembling jade hand, untied Haotian's belt,

pulled down his trousers, took out his magic weapon, and gently massaged it with her ten slender, white jade fingers. Her red and swollen eyes

looked at Haotian as she carefully served him with her lips and tongue. Her cherry lips gently sucked, her fragrant tongue intertwined, and tears slowly flowed down her face.

Murong Xueqing's heart was filled with immense sorrow.

Haotian, however, felt a surge of exhilaration. The thought that she had once been the late emperor's woman, and now was like his

slave , filled him with a hearty laugh.

He had already ordered all the palace maids to leave the room, ensuring no one would approach, which allowed

him to act so boldly and recklessly.

Only when Murong Xueqing's legs stiffened on the cold ground, and her lips went

numb , did Haotian withdraw, laughing, "Well done, that's enough!"

With that, Haotian bent down, picked up the mature beauty who was much taller than himself, carried her to the bed, and,

together with her, undressed and climbed onto the bed. Holding her flower-like, naked body, he wantonly violated her.

Murong Xueqing raised her snow-white buttocks high, burying her face in the pillow, enduring

the pain and pleasure emanating from her body, and couldn't help but let out excited and painful moans.

Tears were still streaming from Murong Xueqing's eyes, wetting the pillow, but she could no longer tell whether the tears were from pain, humiliation, excitement and pleasure

.

Despite being driven nearly mad by the burning desire within her, Murong Xueqing kept her lips tightly shut,

desperately clinging to a sliver of reason, unwilling to cry out. Haotian intensified his actions, chuckling

as he said to Murong Xueqing, "Qingfei, don't hold back, crying out will make you feel better."

Seeing Murong Xueqing's desperate struggle, Haotian suddenly pinched her nose. In

a moment of suffocation, she involuntarily opened her mouth, just as she took a breath, when Haotian suddenly thrust his hips forward, his penis

plunging in like a dragon. The intense impact felt like it reached right into her internal organs, causing Murong Xueqing to involuntarily...

A long, spontaneous "Ah..." escaped her lips, instantly turning her face crimson with embarrassment. Yet, a surge of fulfillment and satisfaction also

overwhelmed her, making her even more flustered.

Seeing Murong Xueqing cry out again, Haotian became even more excited, saying, "That's right, just

like that , good!" These words made Murong Xueqing feel utterly ashamed. Just as she was about to shut her mouth, Haotian thrust his hips forward again, and she

couldn't help but cry out once more. At this moment, Haotian kissed Murong Xueqing's bright red lips again, his tongue plunging

into her mouth , constantly licking her smooth, fragrant tongue.

Seeing Murong Xueqing like this, Haotian began to thrust his penis, pumping and pounding rapidly . The intense pleasure

sent waves of tingling, numbness, and itching through her body. She could no longer resist; her fragrant tongue and Haotian's invading tongue were

tightly intertwined. She couldn't cry out, only letting out seductive moans from her nose.

All reason and awareness gradually faded from her mind, leaving only the pursuit of her carnal instincts.

Seeing that Murong Xueqing had finally given up resisting, Haotian passionately kissed her fragrant lips, his hands slowly

kneading her firm, high breasts. His hips thrust in and out repeatedly, immediately pushing Murong Xueqing back into

the abyss of lust.

Murong Xueqing's starry eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, her hands tightly wrapped around Haotian's shoulders and neck. Her warm, smooth

tongue intertwined with his, her mouth uttering soft moans. Her slender waist and snowy buttocks swayed gently, responding to

Haotian's thrusts.

Her long, firm legs clung tightly to Haotian's waist and hips, rubbing and entwining like an octopus,

clinging to his body. With each thrust, the lustful fluid slowly flowing from her secret place added a touch of poignant

beauty, further arousing Haotian's saliva.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Haotian pulled Murong Xueqing over and turned her over, making her straddle him in

a woman-on-top position. Then he said to Murong Xueqing, "Qingfei, is it good? I'm tired. If you want it,

you can do it yourself."

Hearing such vulgar and lewd words, Murong Xueqing's face turned even redder, but

the itching sensation coming from her secret cave made her heart flutter even more. Especially since this position allowed the penis to penetrate deeper. Murong Xueqing felt

as if a penis had taken root and was firmly pressed against the depths of her secret cave. The tingling, sour, numb, and itchy sensation was unbearable, and she

couldn't help but slowly sway her waist, moaning incessantly.

Seeing that Murong Xueqing only knew how to rub her buttocks, and although her penis felt very comfortable being rubbed by the tender flesh of her secret cave, she

still didn't feel satisfied, Haotian said to her, "You're so stupid, you don't even know how to do this. You

've been in the palace for so many years, what a little fool. Fine, let me teach you! Watch carefully, it should be like

this."

As he spoke, Haotian put his hands on her slender waist and thrust his hips upwards. Murong Xueqing couldn't help but let out an "Ugh—!"

Then she heard Haotian say, "You have to move up and down like this to feel good, do you understand, you little fool!"

It seemed that Haotian intended to completely destroy Murong Xueqing's self-esteem so that she would completely submit to him.

Hearing Haotian's vulgar and humiliating words, Murong Xueqing felt boundless shame. She had never suffered such humiliation in her

twenty- odd years. Two strings of crystal tears slid down her face, but her body,

tormented by lust, involuntarily obeyed Haotian's instructions, slowly moving up and down. Although her mind kept saying

, "No... ah... I can't do this... you are my son-in-law..."

her body wouldn't listen, gradually quickening its movements, her mouth constantly moaning, "Ah... so good

... so comfortable... ah..." This made her feel even more ashamed, and tears streamed down her face.

This position not only allows the penis to penetrate deeper, but also makes it easier for the woman to reach

pleasure Gradually, Murong Xueqing increased the speed of her thrusting, and her moans grew louder and louder

. Her mind was consumed by lust, and she couldn't think of anything else. She placed her hands on Haotian's chest, and

with each thrust, her hair flew like clouds, and her breasts bounced up and down. Haotian

was mesmerized and couldn't help but reach out and knead and pinch her breasts. This further stimulated Murong Xueqing, making her feel even more intoxicated.

She kept moaning, "Oh...so comfortable...ah...um...so good...ah...ah..."

Looking at her like that, she had completely lost her noble demeanor; she was truly lewd.

Seeing Murong Xueqing's lewd appearance, Haotian couldn't help but sit up, lower his head and

suckle , his hands cupping her pink buttocks and stroking them up and down, his fingers scratching and probing her anus. Finally, with the lubrication of her vaginal fluids

, he thrust into her anus with a "whoosh" sound, pumping in and out repeatedly, his hips thrusting upwards. All the sensitive

spots on her body were attacked, and Murong Xueqing finally couldn't help but cry out, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... So... So good...

I... I'm coming... I'm done..."

She gripped Haotian's shoulders tightly with both hands, her long, beautiful legs wrapped tightly around his waist,

her whole body trembling violently. The tender flesh of her secret cave contracted and tightened powerfully, as if trying to break Haotian's penis.

The depths of her secret cave gripped the tip of his penis tightly, sucking it incessantly, making Haotian tremble all over, experiencing an indescribable pleasure.

Suddenly, a torrent of hot liquid gushed forth from the depths of Murong Xueqing's secret cave, drenching Haotian's throbbing penis

. With a roar, Haotian thrust forward, pressing his hips against the depths of her opening, his hands cupping Murong Xueqing's

buttocks as he rubbed against her, on the verge of climax…

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. The noble and alluring Consort Qing, Murong

Xueqing

, unable to withstand the intense pleasure of her orgasm, had bitten Haotian's shoulder, nearly ripping off a chunk of flesh. This pain actually suppressed Haotian's urge to ejaculate. After her ultimate climax, Murong Xueqing felt all her strength drained

away; she collapsed onto Haotian, completely unable to move.

Murong Xueqing's jade-like face was flushed with a bewitching blush, her starry eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling

, soft moans escaping her nose, her alluring red lips slightly parted, releasing a fragrant aroma like orchids and musk, completely

immersed in the ecstasy of her orgasm.

Looking at Murong Xueqing's alluring and seductive demeanor, Haotian felt boundless pride. A beautiful imperial concubine

, in the end, was still driven mad by his penetration. Although his penis was still painfully hard, he

still did not want to start another battle. Murong Xueqing's soft and delicate body pressed tightly against Haotian's body, her

breasts rising and falling with her breath, gently rubbing against his chest, making Haotian feel extremely comfortable.

Haotian slowly lifted Murong Xueqing's pink face, which was resting on his shoulder.

The bite wound on his shoulder still stung. Looking at her exquisite face, her bright red lips were slightly parted, with a trace of

blood , adding to her eerie aura. Murong Xueqing was still in a semi-conscious state, her body limp and

at Haotian's mercy.

Haotian opened his mouth and kissed Murong Xueqing's slightly parted red lips again. One hand gently caressed her silky smooth

back ,

while the other hand remained inside her anus, slowly moving. His penis throbbed incessantly inside her secret cave. Murong Xueqing, still immersed in the afterglow of her climax, instinctively

intertwined her tongue with Haotian's invading tongue, completely unaware of his advances.

After a few minutes, Haotian felt the honey-like fluid slowly flowing from her secret cave again, and her

moans gradually became more rapid. Her tender vaginal muscles contracted and tightened intermittently. He slowly picked up Murong Xueqing and carried her off

the bed. Murong Xueqing instinctively wrapped her arms and legs around Haotian's body. Haotian carried Murong Xueqing around

the room .

Amidst the jolting, Murong Xueqing gradually woke up. Seeing Haotian continuing his ravaging without letting up, she

panicked and tried desperately to break free from Ling Feng's clutches, hurriedly crying out, "Ah...no...

too shameful...no..."

She kept pushing against Haotian's shoulders with her hands, her head shaking incessantly to avoid Haotian's constant kisses

. Unexpectedly, Haotian laughed wildly and said, "Let you go? Isn't this a joke? You've had your fun, but I

haven't. Come on, let's do it again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Haotian thrust rapidly, his fingers digging and thrusting incessantly inside her anus.

At this moment, Murong Xueqing's entire body was limp and powerless. With Haotian's penis and fingers still inside her secret cave and

anus , the constant thrusting and jolting further intensified the sensation. Having just experienced a climax, Murong Xueqing

couldn't withstand such stimulation. Overwhelmed by the tingling, frictional pleasure, she gradually gave up resisting. Her hands weakly

rested on Haotian's shoulders, resignedly accepting his lewd manipulation. Her moans grew louder and louder…

"

Ah… Prince Consort… Stop… Oh… No… You can't do this… You…

How can we do this…"

Hearing Murong Xueqing's cries, Haotian became even more excited. This was a blessing he had earned through countless lifetimes!

Haotian thrust even harder, saying, "Qingfei… Don't be afraid… Ah… Your little hole is so beautiful…"

"...I love you so much..."

Inside Murong Xueqing's vagina, Haotian felt incredibly good. His penis was tightly enveloped by her vagina, which was

not only tight but also warm and soft, making the thrusting very comfortable.

He carried Murong Xueqing around the room, ravishing her. Even a mature woman rarely experienced such

a scene . A strong sense of shame welled up inside her, but the waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her body were something

Murong Xueqing could not resist.

Gradually, Murong Xueqing found her secret passage contracting and tightening in response to Haotian's thrusts.

The sounds from his mouth echoed in her ears with his movements, especially as his two long,

ivory-like legs tightly wrapped around his waist, which made Murong Xueqing feel even more ashamed.

Seeing that Murong Xueqing had finally given up resisting and began to actively respond to his movements, Haotian also

felt a little tired. He opened his mouth again to kiss her cherry lips, slowly carried her back to the bed, and then began a

frenzied thrusting. His hands kept kneading and caressing her firm breasts, making Murong Xueqing moan and cry out again .

The waves of pleasure coming from her secret cave were like blows to her heart,

smashing away all her reason and shame.

Murong Xueqing's arms and legs were wrapped tightly around Haotian's waist like an octopus, her slender waist and pink buttocks

swaying and thrusting up in response to Haotian's thrusts, making a series of rapid slapping sounds. She kept crying out: "

Ah... um... so good... faster... ah... again... oh... so beautiful... ah... I can't take it anymore..."

"...Ah...ah..."

A captivating cherry-red lips pressed passionately against Haotian's lips, face, and chest,

her hands scratching bloody welts into his back...

After a long while, Murong Xueqing's body convulsed and trembled, her legs clamping tightly around Haotian's waist,

letting out a long scream: "Prince Consort...ah...please stop...oh...you can't do this...

oh dear...I feel so bad...I need to pee...I need to pee."

She finished speaking ... With a slight upward thrust of her waist, she almost flipped Haotian off. Haotian felt his penis being

tightly contracted by the tender flesh around it, an indescribable pleasure. His glans felt a tingling, numb, and itchy

sensation , he hurriedly picked up Murong Xueqing's pink buttocks and, with a series of rapid thrusts,

shot a stream of hot semen deep into Murong Xueqing's secret cave. Murong Xueqing trembled all over, opened her mouth, and bit Haotian's

shoulder again, her hands and feet tightly hugging Haotian's body.

Soon after, Haotian clearly felt Murong Xueqing's vagina contract, gripping his penis so tightly that it

quickly swelled up, regaining its previous firmness in less than ten seconds. He couldn't help but thrust in forcefully

… Murong Xueqing's vagina trembled violently, constantly caressing Haotian's glans, his penis, his

entire body, and even his soul. Suddenly, Murong Xueqing cried out softly, her vaginal fluid gushing out

, hot and sticky, pouring onto Haotian's glans, making his penis tremble, and he ejaculated with great pleasure.

"Ah…so good…You made me feel so good, my prince consort…I never thought that lovemaking could be so pleasurable

…" After climaxing, Murong Xueqing lay languidly in Haotian's arms like a lazy kitten, all her strength

seemingly drained, even lifting a finger was difficult. However, this feeling of exhaustion was

like floating on clouds, light and intoxicating.

"Qingfei...you finally know how good I am...hahaha...this is just the beginning,

next ...you'll be even happier...Qingfei, prepare to receive my even more passionate love!" Haotian

roared, straightening Murong Xueqing's delicate body and beginning to thrust violently again. Murong Xueqing was immersed in a paradise of pain and itch

, and couldn't help but moan softly, emitting groans that were both painful and pleasurable.

"Ah! It's so itchy, so painful, so good...deeper...ah...ya...ouch...oh..."

"...Oh..." Haotian's enormous penis was deeply inserted, pressing against Murong Xueqing's clitoris, grinding fiercely.

Her juices flowed out, trickling onto the ground. Haotian thrust forcefully, and Murong Xueqing cooperated desperately, entering

a state of pleasure. Seeing Murong Xueqing's dazed expression and writhing body, Haotian's attacks intensified.

Murong Xueqing also tasted the sweetness of the dragon penetrating her vagina, her thighs tightly clamping Haotian, allowing the penis

to penetrate even deeper. Murong Xueqing felt a series of explosive sensations from her clitoris; she felt like she was melting

. Her vaginal walls spasmed, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out.

Haotian thrust in and out with great force, his hands squeezing Murong Xueqing's proud breasts, enjoying their smooth texture. Under the pressure of ethics and Haotian's proud penis,

Murong Xueqing couldn't help but moan wantonly.

"Oh... Prince Consort... You're so good... Your penis... is so big... Ah... so hard... My...

pussy can't take it anymore... It's about to burst... Please have mercy on me!" Murong Xueqing's ethereal

moans continued to reach Haotian's ears, penetrating the depths of his heart, stirring up an even wilder, more primal beastly desire

. Haotian spread her legs even more roughly, one hand holding his penis, and with a thrust of his hips, his massive dragon

recklessly attacked the depths of her pussy.

At this moment, Haotian was nothing more than a raging lion, wanting to unleash his pent-up desires. This was a torment

for Murong Xueqing; her delicate, tender pussy felt as if it were being torn apart under Haotian's frenzied assault, a pain mixed

with a sadistic pleasure.

The fullness of her pussy was something Murong Xueqing had never experienced before—the sensation of an extra-large penis entering and exiting. Like

rain after a long drought , she quickly reached her peak. Her love juices splashed out with each thrust and withdrawal of Haotian's massive spear, dripping onto

the surrounding ground and leaving patches of milky white wetness.

Haotian picked up Murong Xueqing and stood up. Her legs were wrapped around Haotian's waist, her vagina pressing against his

enormous beast, allowing this weapon of nature to be stored even deeper within her secret place. Standing, Haotian, using

his strength to lift Murong Xueqing's delicate body, made his penis grow even larger. Murong Xueqing felt her vagina becoming

tighter and tighter, so tight that there was no room left for her to even perform the spasms brought on by her orgasm

. Murong Xueqing trembled, thinking that she was going to be ruined.

Haotian thrust twice more forcefully, then pulled his penis out of her vagina. Murong Xueqing exhaled a

breath , but Haotian quickly lifted her body and ordered her to tightly envelop

his penis with her proud breasts, cupping her breasts with both hands and rubbing it towards her vagina.

After a while, Haotian felt a burning sensation at the head of his penis, thrusting twice more forcefully before inserting his penis into Murong

Xueqing 's vagina, ejaculating a thick stream of semen into her uterus.

"Oh—My Lord—" Murong Xueqing cried out, her body convulsing, her arms tightly wrapped around Haotian

, kissing him passionately and actively. After about a minute, her limbs relaxed, and she became still. Haotian knew

she had reached another orgasm.

Haotian paused for a moment before pulling out his penis. He squatted beside her, admiring Murong Xueqing's voluptuous figure after her orgasm.

Haotian saw the spring of fluid gushing from Murong Xueqing's vagina flowing down her buttocks and onto the bed. Murong Xueqing's body

trembled. She turned to the side and crawled onto the chair. Haotian's hands caressed her body.

"I...can't take it anymore...no...please...my consort...don't do this...I'll die

..."

Murong Xueqing murmured softly, trying to escape. Haotian hugged her from behind. "my consort...you

're too strong...no more...ouch..."

"Qingfei, I love you, you're mine, I want to possess you."

Haotian didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Murong Xueqing's slender waist with both hands, lifting her buttocks so she was kneeling

on the chair. Ah, the noble Qingfei's back was even more sexy and alluring: her snow-white, round buttocks were incredibly elastic, and her

tender red labia were fully exposed to Haotian's eyes from between her slightly parted buttocks.

With a heart full of delight, Haotian carefully admired and studied Murong Xueqing's genitals. He used two thumbs

to separate her labia majora and his middle finger to tease her labia minora. Haotian saw that small pink fleshy

ball at the mons pubis again. Ah! Murong Xueqing's clitoris was so beautiful. So, Haotian stretched out a finger and gently touched it

.

"Ouch!" Murong Xueqing cried out in surprise, her body arching upwards, trembling violently: "No...

no! Prince Consort... I can't take it... stop... you can't do this..."

Haotian continued to caress her sensitive clitoris, and Murong Xueqing's body trembled even more violently,

writhing like a white snake. Her cries grew louder and louder. Seeing that Murong Xueqing had such a strong reaction to his touch,

Haotian's heroic spirit rose spontaneously, and his emotions became more and more excited. He held his penis and thrust in forcefully, "plop,

" deeply penetrating Murong Xueqing's body.

"Oh!" Murong Xueqing gasped softly, her body trembling again.

"...Oh...Qingfei, your pussy is so tight...I love it...your vagina is so wonderful! I

want to be with you forever." Haotian thrust in and out in the "doggy style" position, shouting excitedly.

Murong Xueqing's vagina contracted repeatedly, and she moaned loudly. Haotian thrust violently hundreds of times, and Murong Xueqing

no longer resisted, but instead moved her hips in coordination with Haotian's movements.

"Qingfei...are you enjoying it?" Haotian asked as he thrust.

"Enjoy it!" Murong Xueqing cried out, "...Oh...Prince Consort...ah...you rascal..."

"Qingfei...want more?"

"More...Prince Consort...fuck me...oh...I've given you everything...you're making my whole body

feel numb...ah..." Haotian felt Murong Xueqing's vagina like a suction cup, sucking hard on his penis.

"...Ah...harder...oh...oh...Prince Consort...ah...I'm coming again...God

...faster, Prince Consort...harder..." Haotian's thrusts became even faster, Murong Xueqing's delicate body

heaving back and forth under Haotian's impact.

"Ah!" Murong Xueqing screamed again, her body trembling uncontrollably, slumping against the chair. Haotian

knew she had reached her third climax. Haotian turned Murong Xueqing's body towards him, and they

embraced tightly, their tongues intertwining...Haotian kissed her while whispering, "Qingfei, are you comfortable

?"

Murong Xueqing didn't answer Haotian, her beautiful eyes closed, she nodded gently, letting Haotian caress and kiss her.

After a while, Haotian's penis was erect again, eager to display its power once more. He gently stroked Murong Xueqing's firm

breasts and whispered in her ear, "My darling, was that exciting?"

Murong Xueqing looked at Haotian shyly, and after a long while, whispered, "Exciting!" Then she closed

her eyes .

"My sweetheart, do you want more?" Haotian continued to ask.

Murong Xueqing slightly opened her beautiful eyes, looking at Haotian with a soft, alluring gaze, her expressive eyes filled with shyness and

approval . Then she smiled shyly, nodded gently at Haotian, and closed her eyes again.

"My little darling, tell me, do you want more?" Haotian hoped Murong Xueqing would tell him herself that she wanted more.

Murong Xueqing opened her beautiful eyes, propped herself up with her hands, looked at Haotian shyly, and said weakly, "You

little rascal... I'm already like this... I'm already yours... why are you still asking?"

Murong Xueqing kissed Haotian's lips, then rested her head on Haotian's chest. At this moment, Haotian

's fingers had already entered her vagina, touching the firm "G" spot, and circling it.

"Oh!" Murong Xueqing cried out, her mouth half open, trembling, then threw herself into Haotian's arms and said

, "My dear, good consort, I want it... give it to me quickly... I can't hold back anymore... hurry!"

"Qingfei, you're so good." Haotian praised, he laid Murong Xueqing's delicate body flat, spread her legs,

climbed on top of her, and his hard penis once again entered her tender cave.

Haotian held Murong Xueqing's neck with one arm and squeezed her breast with the other, kissing and thrusting at her. Murong

Xueqing's snow-white body undulated with Haotian's impact, and gradually she began to moan softly, then

let out a soft, warbling sound, and then began to call out incoherently: "...Ah...Prince Consort...Prince Consort

...I...Oh...Ah...Harder...I feel so good...Harder...Prince Consort..."

"Qingfei, you are already mine..." Haotian said as he thrust, "Why don't you call me...Husband?"

"You are my son-in-law, the Empress's husband, how can I...Hurry...Ah...Prince Consort, I

'm coming again..."

"Knowing I'm your son-in-law, why do you still call me so wantonly...Haha, why deceive yourself!"

Haotian thrust even harder.

"Ah... Husband... You really are... my good husband... Harder..."

Murong Xueqing called out "husband" at times, and "Prince Haotian" at others, still referring to Haotian as her good husband. It seemed that

she was completely obsessed with lust, as if drunk and infatuated, unable to distinguish what Haotian was to her at all

. She was completely immersed in the happiness and joy of lovemaking. Murong Xueqing continued to call out, "...Husband... good

prince... son-in-law... I feel so good... faster... I'm coming again... ah... faster, prince husband,

hurry up... dear father... dear son, oh... I'm done... I'm going to die..."

Murong Xueqing's fourth orgasm seemed even more intense. She hugged Haotian tightly with both hands, her nails scratching Haotian's back

. Her vagina was unusually tight and wouldn't let go. When her orgasm subsided, she lay on the bed like she was in a deep sleep, her body as soft as

a pile of mud, letting Haotian do as he pleased and caress her.

After several rounds of lovemaking, Haotian lay side by side with Murong Xueqing on her large bed in her boudoir. He casually kneaded

her firm, high breasts, wondering, "Am I going too far?"

Shaking his head, Haotian told himself, "Not at all. What I'm doing to her now is

for her happiness in the future. What I'm giving her, I believe the late Emperor wouldn't give her. Although she can't accept it now, she'll be grateful to me

once she understands." Thinking this,

a smile appeared on Haotian's face.

Like any normal man, Haotian made the same choice. Only in this way could it

truly reasonable. Haotian lowered his head, looking at Murong Xueqing's beautiful face. Seeing her secretly

watching him with a hint of fear, and what seemed like tears in the corners of her eyes, Haotian couldn't help but smile. He reached out and stroked her cheek, then down her jade-like

neck , caressing her smooth body. His skilled touch made Murong Xueqing gasp softly again.

Haotian's hand caressed Murong Xueqing's long, slender, and fair legs, reaching her

jade- at her delicate, translucent feet, he couldn't resist gently tickling the soles of her feet.

Murong Xueqing, ticklish, squirmed slightly, rubbing against Haotian, arousing his lust. Haotian

reached out pinched Murong Xueqing's smooth, bare buttocks, laughing, "I know you hate me, you wish you could tear me to

pieces, but once you understand, you'll know that I'm actually trying to bring you happiness..."

Murong Xueqing's bright eyes immediately filled with fear. She didn't know what Haotian's words implied

; if this fickle prince consort wanted to kill her to silence her, she would be doomed.

"Be my woman! Know that all women within this palace are my women, including the Empress Dowager

and the Imperial Concubine. So any resistance you may have is futile." With that, Haotian grasped Murong Xueqing's

bare feet , moving his body between her long, jade-like legs, allowing his celestial weapon to once again penetrate her delicate body.

One hand caressed her tender pink buttocks, while the other pinched her jade feet, tickling the soles, thrusting deeply into her tight, moist body.

A blush of intoxication rose on Murong Xueqing's dazed and beautiful face. She moaned softly, once again

sinking into a blissful ecstasy that even she found shameful. She had received Haotian's affirmation, which completely dispelled her

fear. Whether she agreed or not, at least one thing was certain: her life was temporarily safe, and the young prince consort

liked her. This was her biggest bargaining chip, and also what she truly desired.

The two were making passionate love when suddenly they heard a palace maid's urgent voice outside the door: "Consort Qing

... Consort Ying is here!"

Murong Xueqing panicked and tried to push Haotian away, but he grabbed her tightly, grinning wickedly

, "Not bad, it seems you two are truly sisters! Today you went to save Consort Xue, and now Consort Ying has come to

save you, haha, it seems I'm quite lucky with women!"

"Ah! My lord, please don't..." Murong Xueqing exclaimed in surprise.

Haotian said, "Why not? I am the current consort, who dares to disobey?"

"Open the door..." Consort Ying, Xue Qingying, pounded on the door, shouting loudly.

Haotian smiled slightly at Murong Xueqing and said, "Watch how I deal with this little lioness." As he spoke,

He then waved his hand, and the bolt snapped.

"Bang..." Xue Qingying, caught off guard, slammed the door open, staggering and nearly falling

to the ground.

"All of you, step back," Haotian said to the outside. Hearing the prince consort's order, the palace maids stood

outside, not daring to follow him in.

"Prince consort, you're really going too far, actually coming to Consort Qing's room..." Xue Qingying

shouted as she rushed into the room.

Haotian looked at Consort Xue Qingying rushing in. Truly stunning, she was a beauty of

unparalleled grace. Her hair was styled in a high bun, revealing her long, snow-white neck, making her as beautiful as a swan. A low-cut dress made of golden-red silk

accentuated her graceful figure, revealing glimpses of her long, fair legs. A fresh fragrance wafted from her, highlighting her breathtakingly

beautiful face. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her slightly full, red lips added to her sensuality.

Her full, high breasts strained against the dress, revealing a deep cleavage that stirred the imagination. Her slender waist and shapely hips

were perfectly proportioned. At only twenty-eight years old, she was already a Dowager Consort. The palace's beauty regimen was unparalleled,

and combined with her youthful age, her skin was fair and delicate. Ten years in the palace had only made her more mature

and voluptuous. At first glance, she appeared quiet, virtuous, proud, and aloof, but her eyes sparkled with a captivating charm.

When Xue Qingying saw Haotian and Murong Xueqing lying naked on the bed, her mouth gaped open, completely

stunned and unable to believe her eyes. "You...you..."

"Qingying, listen to me..." Murong Xueqing sobbed, "Since the late emperor passed away, I've thought

a lot. We're only in our twenties, what will happen in the future..."

"Shut up!"

Xue Qingying said, "You can't hold back because of this? Have you forgotten Joan of Arc? You, you

...do you know your place? Tell me, was it the prince consort who forced you?"

Murong Xueqing cried, "Qingying, you can call me cheap, call me shameless, but

I really can't bear the loneliness of being a widow. Qingying, why do you have to scold me like this? I see you

forcing a smile , but deep down you're just like me. I'm crying for you too!"

"Shut up," Xue Qingying said angrily.

"Shut up!"

Haotian suddenly snapped. "What right do you have to reprimand Xueqing? Just for a reputation, for

a arch for chastity, do you expect others to uphold the same rites as you for fifty years? Are you going to extinguish the desire in your heart?

Bury your humanity? I was wrong, but I'm willing to use my mistakes to give Xueqing a lifetime of happiness!"

"My lord..."

Murong Xueqing was incredibly grateful, nodding to Haotian, and at the same time hugging Xue Qingying, sobbing uncontrollably, "Qingying

, they say entering the palace is like entering a deep sea. We've been sisters, and you've seen what happened today. Sisters are for

this life only, not the next. If you don't mind, will you join me in the pursuit of happiness? The Empress, Consort Xue, Consort Jun,

and Consort Yun have all become my women..."

"What!" Xue Qingying looked at Murong Xueqing in surprise, saying, "You...you actually did such

a thing."

Haotian said, "Within the palace, every woman is mine. Consort Ying, I think you should submit to me

. You will find happiness."

"My lord, Qingying just doesn't want to say it, but she's already feeling that way. She's lonely and empty, and she really

needs your comfort and solace!" Murong Xueqing said softly to Haotian, gesturing repeatedly to him.

"Xueqing, what are you saying?" Xue Qingying, hearing Murong Xueqing's words, angrily scolded her.

"Qingying, I'm afraid you'll have to put up with this for now!" Murong Xueqing suddenly hugged Xue Qingying, and then, taking advantage of her

momentary lapse in attention, pushed her down onto the bed.

"Xueqing, what are you doing? My lord, what are you doing? Don't be silly, let me go!" Xue

Qingying screamed and struggled, but soon Murong Xueqing had her hands and feet bound, forcing her to lie flat on

the bed .

"Qingying, after tonight, you'll understand my intentions. My lord will give you happiness and joy,

a joy that even the late emperor never gave you," Murong Xueqing said happily, as if she had just done something

extraordinary.

"No, I'm the Imperial Concubine Dowager, Xueqing, let me go!" Xue Qingying struggled and cried out.

"Qingying, have you forgotten? I'm also the Imperial Concubine Dowager, as is Consort Xue, and even more so the Empress. Moreover, the Empress and

the Imperial Son-in-Law are related by blood. We can all do it, so why can't you?" Murong Xueqing said righteously.

Haotian knew that Murong Xueqing was more mature and open-minded than Xue Qingying, but he didn't expect Murong Xueqing's thinking

to be so flexible, actually managing to tie Xue Qingying up.

At this moment, Haotian stood up, naked. Murong Xueqing couldn't help but admire Haotian

's strong and beautiful body, especially the enormous thing she had just aroused, which gave her a strong sensory

stimulation , almost making her hold her breath in nervous shyness.

"Xueqing, let me go! You absolutely can't!" Xue Qingying made her last plea.

Xue Qingying continued to struggle and cry out, but Haotian immediately pounced on her, sealing her

cherry-like mouth . Xue Qingying twisted her body violently, unable to break free from the ropes binding her hands and feet, nor could she escape

Haotian's passionate kiss.

While sucking on Xue Qingying's fragrant tongue, Haotian used his lewd hands to untie her palace robes, revealing a pair of

snow-white full breasts standing erect before him. This time, his lewd hands readily grasped the full

, soft peaks, kneading and caressing them wantonly, while his other lewd hand brazenly pressed against

the cleavage .

Xue Qingying's violently twisting body gradually calmed down. Even the most chaste and virtuous woman could not withstand Haotian's three-

pronged teasing and arousal. She felt as if her soul had left her body, her heart brimming with desire, her body filled

with a tingling, numbing sensation. In particular, the itchy longing from her petals completely overwhelmed her mind and body.

She once again involuntarily extended her fragrant and sweet little tongue, allowing Haotian to suck on it at will.

"My lord!" Murong Xueqing was clearly aroused, calling out shyly and charmingly. Haotian looked at Murong

Xueqing wearing a transparent gauze nightgown, her exquisite curves faintly visible, creating a hazy and alluring beauty.

"Xueqing, you demonstrate for Qingying."

Haotian simply lay flat, presenting his enormous member to Murong Xueqing. Murong Xueqing understood and willingly lay

between his thighs, her slender hands grasping his penis, and opened her cherry-like mouth to take it in. Haotian comfortably

pulled her closer, his lustful hand caressing her firm, soft, and pink breasts, which were full and tempting. At the same time,

one of his lustful hands embraced Murong Xueqing's waist and kissed her wildly. Murong Xueqing clumsily extended and retracted her sweet

tongue , but as soon as it came out, it was bitten by Lingfeng, who sucked and entangled it leisurely, sucking until her almond eyes closed, her delicate body

trembling and almost fainting.

Amused by Haotian, Murong Xueqing couldn't help but pounce on him, resting her head on Xue Qingying's flat stomach

. Murong Xueqing possessed a slender and graceful figure, with soft, jade-like arms like snow lotus roots, beautifully rounded and long jade legs

, slender and smooth calves, and a pair of youthful, alluring, mature, fragrant, full, and high

jade breasts. Coupled with her delicate, smooth, and tender skin, she was truly delicate and charming, like a flower in full bloom. Haotian, still full of fighting spirit,

pressed down on her with great excitement and thrust himself into her.

"Ah... Prince Consort!" Murong Xueqing gasped and moaned, raising her two snow-white and slender jade legs high and tightly

wrapping around Haotian's waist and hips. She couldn't help but thrust her beautiful buttocks, swaying her pink hips, actively cooperating and surrendering herself to pleasure.

Haotian thrust himself against Murong Xueqing's fair and delicate breasts, while his lustful hands grabbed Xue Qingying's full and round

breasts kneaded them wildly. Xue Qingying swayed along with Murong Xueqing's jade body, enduring Haotian's kneading and even

impacts.

Murong Xueqing finally trembled and convulsed as she reached the peak of lust, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she whispered, "My lord

, I'm leaving Qingying to you!"

"Xueqing, my lord, you can't do this!"

Xue Qingying gasped and murmured, her body already weak and limp, unable to break free of the ropes binding

her. Helplessly, she twisted her body, trying to escape Haotian's lewd hands. "My lord, please, spare me

!"

Haotian pressed down on Xue Qingying's jade-like body, his lewd hands grasping her snow-white, full breasts. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and

sucked and nibbled at her soft, full flesh. His other hand tore open her black gauze panties, caressing and

kneading Xue Qingying's plump petals.

Xue Qingying gasped heavily and groaned, "My lord, you can't! You can't do this, ah

..." With a long groan, her face flushed red, her eyebrows furrowed, and Haotian's fingers began

to tease her.

Xue Qingying was speechless, her beautiful eyes glazed, her cherry lips slightly parted, her body writhing, her snow-white, rounded

legs involuntarily parting, willingly allowing his lustful hands to penetrate more easily, more deeply, more

freely , and more wantonly. As Haotian's fingers increased in frequency and force, Xue Qingying suddenly gasped heavily

and groaned, her body convulsing and trembling, and she actually ejaculated, her thick, wet fluid flowing down Haotian's fingers.

Murong Xueqing stared wide-eyed, never expecting Xue Qingying to ejaculate so intensely.

"Qingying, you've got so much! Does it feel good?" Haotian waved his wet, sticky fingers in front of Xue Qingying's eyes.

"You lecherous prince consort, just let me die!" Xue Qingying blushed and dared not look Haotian in the eye.

She had actually climaxed under his teasing touch. It was too embarrassing, too shameful.

"Good Qingying, I will make you feel like you're in heaven." Haotian gently kissed Xue Qingying's cherry lips,

his lustful hands caressing and kneading her full breasts, changing their shapes, while his lower body approached her petals

, arrogantly grinding against them.

"Prince consort, please spare me! I am, after all, the Empress Dowager, the stepmother of the Empress. Please, spare me

! You can't, you can't go in." Xue Qingying still tried to make a final plea and struggle, but

her body and mind had already uncontrollably responded to Haotian's caresses and teasing, her pink hips involuntarily writhing and rubbing against Haotian's

huge member.

"Is that so? My good Qingying, do you prefer gentleness or roughness?" Haotian continued to tease and provoke.

Murong Xueqing pounced on Haotian's back from behind, giving his waist and hips a sudden push. Haotian, who was

grinding against Xue Qingying's flower-like valley, was pushed in by Murong Xueqing's willful and capricious push, and he entered her completely.

Xue Qingying groaned wistfully, as if in pain, as if in pleasure, as if she had been longing for it for a long time, as if

she had been longing for it , and called out coquettishly, "My lord..."

Haotian looked at Xue Qingying's shy and coquettish appearance, and heard her passionate moans and gasps, as if he had been greatly

encouraged. He began to pull his body violently and almost brutally, pounding and bombarding her wildly. He didn't know

when , or who had untied the ropes binding Xue Qingying's hands and feet, but Xue Qingying's heart was already throbbing with desire,

and her hands involuntarily hugged Haotian's strong back tightly. Her two snow-white and round jade legs tightly wrapped around his

waist and hips, her slender waist swaying, her pink hips gently rocking, her beautiful buttocks moving, and she couldn't help but give in to pleasure, yielding and responding.

Haotian's lust was aroused by Xue Qingying's allure, but he suddenly

withdrew . Xue Qingying felt an immense emptiness and discomfort. Her hips desperately tried to meet Haotian's

massive member, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her cherry lips parted as she gasped for breath, moaning almost pleadingly

, "My...my husband, don't leave me."

"Call me husband!" Haotian remained motionless, grinding and

teasing .

"Husband, husband!"

With Xue Qingying's seductive moans, Haotian thrust in again, until he exploded

completely . Xue Qingying felt as if a volcano was erupting, her body trembling violently, gushing out intensely. The scalding

lava made her dizzy and ecstatic, her body convulsing and spasming deep within her, reaching another ecstatic

climax.

The next morning, Haotian, whose erection was still erect, slowly woke up and found Xue Qingying and Murong Xueqing still

fast asleep. Two fair and delicate bodies lay before him. He noticed that although their eyes

were closed, their eyelashes were fluttering. Haotian teased, "Looks like they're still asleep. I'll do it to them

one by one!"

"No!"

Murong Xueqing cried, throwing herself into Haotian's arms. "You're so naughty, my husband! Look how

red and swollen

I am! You're scaring me like that." He embraced and kissed Murong Xueqing, then suddenly heard Xue Qingying cry out in pain as she sat up.

Haotian quickly and tenderly pulled her close to comfort her.

Xue Qingying said shyly and charmingly, "My lord, I'm fine. Let me dress you!" Haotian saw that she

was very voluptuous and attractive, and at this moment, he had completely changed his mind. He couldn't help but touch her all over, caressing and kneading her until the two women

were panting softly.

It was another beautiful morning. For Haotian, this palace was now full of spring.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/180513.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=180513&aspx=1

Previous Page : At a wedding banquet, he flirted with his two sisters in front of his wife.

Next Page : 【Yang Baoge's Wandering Life: The Tang Clan's Five Poisons Chapter】(1)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

【The Adventures of a Young Man in the Primordial Era】(146)

comment Open a new window to view comments