[Jianghu]

The Extermination of a Family

A gentle spring breeze, the fragrance of flowers filling the air. It was the height of spring. In front of the main street of Zhen Ding Prefecture, a bluestone

path led straight to the west gate. Before a magnificent mansion, two stone lions stood fiercely, their expressions

lifelike . The mansion's vermilion gates gleamed in the sunlight, their large copper studs gleaming. A plaque above the gate bore

the four golden characters "Number One Under Heaven." The inscription read "The Mighty General Zhu Shou." This Zhu Shou was none other than the current emperor, and this mansion was

a tribute to the chivalrous Yao Enjun, who had saved the emperor from a tiger's jaws three years prior. For his meritorious service, the emperor not only married

his eldest princess to Yao Enjun but also promised him a high-ranking official position and the title of Marquis of Might. However, Yao Enjun

, accustomed to a life of leisure and wandering, had no interest in officialdom, hence this luxurious mansion was bestowed upon him instead. Not long after marrying Enjun, the princess gave birth to a son, named Yao Gui.

He was not yet a month old.

Suddenly, the gate opened, and a woman of about seventeen or eighteen, dressed as a young married woman, walked out slowly

. A single gold hairpin adorned her hair. She was graceful, with skin as white as snow, and followed by a maid carrying an infant.

"Princess, it's windy outside. The young master is still small and can't withstand the cold. Let's go back. Master has only been gone

for less than three days; he shouldn't be back in the capital yet. Besides, we can just have Chen Qi and the others inquire

. Why bother going out every day?"

The young woman glanced at the infant, whose face was rosy and who was fast asleep. She looked up again at the west gate

. It was early spring, and the northern weather was still slightly cold. Only a few beggars and merchants were

arguing on the street. She turned without a word and prepared to return to her room. Suddenly,

a dark hand grabbed the princess's sleeve. Turning around, she saw a beggar in his forties, with an ugly

face , many pockmarks, and a rough, dark complexion. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He spread

his right hand, a broad smile on his face.

The princess frowned, and a burly man rushed out from the doorway. He kicked the beggar squarely in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The man was Chen Qi, a guard from the Yao residence. The princess said nothing, quickly entering the inner hall.

"Blind fool, what kind of place is this? Do you think you can just come here like this?" The maid holding the child was already furious

, her clothes flaring with anger. If she weren't holding the child, she probably would have already attacked.

The princess didn't stop, saying calmly, "Yulan, why bother with him? Just leave him to Chen Qi.

Come here change my clothes."

The maid glared fiercely at the beggar and quickly followed.

The beggar sat on the ground, his lewd gaze shifting from the maid's chest to her buttocks. Suddenly, Chen Qi

kicked him in the face.

The princess entered the inner room, sat down on a chair, and told the maid to change her clothes. The maid placed the baby on the bed and

covered her with a blanket. She turned and took out a pale yellow velvet garment from the inner room. Before she could even speak, Chen Qi's voice came from the doorway.

"Princess, that beggar has been apprehended. What do you think we should do with him?"

"You can handle it yourselves. I find him disgusting. Don't bother me with such trivial matters."

The door slammed open, and the maid Ping'er opened her mouth to shout. Chen Qi collapsed to

the ground, five purplish-black finger marks embedded in his neck. The beggar chuckled, rubbing his hands together, and strode in.

"Help! Is he dead?" Ping'er cried, blocking the princess's path. "He's

not dead yet, but there aren't many left. I never imagined that a Marquis's mansion, even with its cooks

, would have fewer than ten servants. The best servants in the land don't even know martial arts."

The beggar stepped over the threshold, pulled Ping'er into his arms, and dug his right hand directly into her crotch.

Ping'er screamed as blood seeped from her groin. "Princess, where has Yao Enjun gone? We've come to

ask him for the best swordsmanship in the world. Let's see if his sword is faster, or my blade."

The princess was led to the courtyard, where she saw only a few guards and servants from the Yao family standing together, with several men wielding

long swords watching over her, occasionally making feints that elicited screams.

"If the princess won't speak, why don't you speak?" The beggar waved his hand, and a man in black walked

behind , his hands slipping under her armpits and gripping her shoulders. Ping'er struggled desperately, but couldn't move an inch.

"Will you speak or not?"

"Bah, kill me if you dare."

The beggar smiled, turned, took three steps towards the princess, and suddenly turned back, a sharp blade whistling

as it slashed down. The princess closed her eyes in fright. But she didn't hear any screams. She only saw that Ping'er's face was ashen, but she was

unharmed . Ping'er's shock subsided slightly, and she was about to continue cursing. A spring breeze blew by,

lifting up the front of Ping'er's clothes, along with her fur coat, revealing a full, rounded bosom. The beggar turned and walked to Ping'er's side. He stretched out his dark

right hand, caressing Ping'er's snow-white neck, moving it little by little down to her left shoulder, then sliding along her chest to her

right shoulder. Ping'er's upper garment was completely ripped open, the spring breeze constantly revealing glimpses of her skin. The beggar

reached pulled Ping'er's clothes up along her shoulders. Two full, snow-white breasts were completely exposed to the spring breeze

. A cold wind swept over, raising goosebumps on her breasts, and her nipples stood erect. The beggar stuck out his tongue

and licked Ping'er's nipple, causing her breast to tremble. He grabbed one breast and began to knead it, then

turned to the princess with an ambiguous smile. The princess shivered.

"Princess, do you think my knife is faster or your husband's knife?" The beggar turned the blade and placed it against

the princess's neck. A man in black kicked the princess in the back of the knee, causing her to immediately kneel on the ground. The back of the knife pressed

hard against her neck, forcing her to keep her head down.

"Today I originally intended to test my swordsmanship with Yao Enjun, to see if his title of 'Number One in the World' was truly deserved

. But since none of you will speak, it seems I'll have to test my spear

skills chuckled. The beggar

lifted the princess's skirt. White tight pants outlined her rounded buttocks. Although she had just given birth,

the natural beauty of a teenage woman was undeniable, and her maturity gave her an indescribable allure

.

The pants were slowly pulled down, first revealing her slender waist, then her barely visible cleavage, followed by her tight

anus, and finally, her alluring vulva. Because her buttocks were protruding, the princess's labia weren't

tightly sealing her vaginal opening; instead, they were engorged with blood due to tension, appearing pink and fresh. The beggar, however, wasn't one to rush things.

He gently stroked the engorged labia along the vaginal opening, slowly moving to the sensitive clitoris.

A light touch sent waves of pleasure through him, and the princess couldn't help but moan softly. The beggar parted the skin covering the clitoris with his fingers, then extended

his tongue, rubbing it incessantly, causing the princess to tremble. The vagina gradually became wet, and finally, a drop

of nectar fell into the beggar's mouth. The beggar chuckled, savoring the princess's taste.

The beggar pulled down his pants, his erect penis already high, the glans bright red,

looking as if it were about to explode. The princess knew she couldn't escape her fate of humiliation today; this position was tantamount to her offering her buttocks

to his penis. The beggar took a deep breath, pressed his penis down, and then pressed his body against the princess's

vulva , his stomach against her full buttocks. The princess's labia enveloped the skin on both sides of the penis,

the vaginal opening feeling its warmth, the glans trembling against the clitoris, eager to touch

the inner walls . The beggar wasn't in a hurry to insert his penis into the vagina. Instead, he moved up along the princess's lower abdomen and grasped her two breasts

. Her breasts, swollen and sensitive from childbirth, were now being held and played with by a stranger

, his nipples being stimulated intermittently. His glans was becoming increasingly irresistible, and with the

vaginal lubrication, it repeatedly brushed against her clitoris, becoming increasingly wet and smooth with each stroke.

Finally, the beggar shifted his hips back, aligning his glans with the vaginal opening. A pressure surged through her; the princess

knew his penis was about to enter.

The glans overcame the resistance and began to slide into the vagina, gradually finding its way in

. Suddenly, the glans was pulled out, and a large hand, unlike the beggar's,

caressed the princess's buttocks. The sudden loss of his penis left her feeling empty. Before she could react, she felt

a hand caressing her clitoris. Then, a weight settled on her waist, and someone sat on top of her.

This was a man in his thirties. He glanced coldly at the beggar, his hand still on the princess's genitals,

seemingly to block the view, but actually stroking her with his entire palm.

The beggar had already drawn his sword, and seeing the man's indifferent attitude, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be him?

The beggar slightly clasped his hands and asked, "May I ask who you are, friend? Are you Ling Feng, the Ghostly Swordsman?" "

I dare not claim the title of swordsman. Everyone calls me Ling Feng, the Ghostly Demon. May I have this woman?"

The old beggar thought to himself. This Ling Feng, the Ghostly Demon, is unpredictable, acting on a whim. Legend has it that his martial arts

are unfathomable . Seeing him today, he appears to be only around thirty. Perhaps the rumors are exaggerated. Having made up his mind,

he said, "I know a mere woman is nothing to worry about, but I have no

choice ."

Ling Feng's eyes widened. "So you're going to steal my woman?" With a flick of his right hand, four burly men around him

bulged their eyes, spitting blood as they died. Seeing Ling Feng reveal this, the old beggar's desires

vanished . He was unwilling, yet helpless. He thought, "I might as well go with the flow and do him a favor." "Since Master Ling

has spoken, I dare not disobey. Everything in the Yao mansion belongs to Master Ling."

"Who said I'm surnamed Ling? And what do I need these people for? Kill them all, leave this woman to amuse me

!"

After screams, all the servants of the Yao mansion were beheaded. It's a pity that Ping'er's two round breasts

, before they could taste a man's pleasure, went to be reborn.

The princess had been terrified by what had happened and, in her dazed state, couldn't clearly hear what the people were saying. "

Since that's the case, we'll take our leave." The old beggar clasped his hands in a fist salute and turned to leave. "

Wait, this woman, did you use her just now?"

The old beggar was stunned. To say he had used her, only the glans had entered; he hadn't actually penetrated her. To say he hadn't used her,

the glans had entered. Just as he was wondering how to answer, he heard Ling Feng speak.

"Alright then, this woman will stay with you for now. On the first and fifteenth of each month, when I'm in the mood, I'll come to your

mountain stronghold for our wedding night. Make sure you keep a close eye on her.

" The old beggar frowned slightly and said loudly, "Don't worry, not a single hair of my wife will be missing.

We 'll take good care of her every day, waiting for you to come and consummate the marriage." He then glanced at the princess's genitals and swallowed hard.

"Who said this is my wife? What would I need her hair for? I saw you were quite flirtatious just now; from now on,

do it this way. Caress her breasts and abdomen every day, and rub your thing against her genitals to keep her moist.

But without my permission, you mustn't insert your thing, or I'll pull it out, understand?"

The old beggar waved his hand, and the strong men helped the princess up to leave. Suddenly, Ling Feng grabbed a rope

used to bind the servants, swung the princess around, and in the blink of an eye, tied the old beggar and the princess together. The princess

was naked from the waist down, unconscious. Ropes were tied around her waist, and she wrapped

her arms around the old beggar's neck, resting her head on his shoulders. Her legs straddled his hips, and her breasts pressed tightly against his chest.

The old beggar immediately became aroused again, his penis instantly erect and sliding down to the princess's vulva. "

Let's take her back like this. On the fifteenth of next month, I'll come to your mountain stronghold for our wedding night."

The old beggar clasped his hands in a fist salute and led his men out of the Yao residence. This way of carrying her, with each step, caused a tremor, and his penis

naturally rubbed against the vaginal opening. After walking about two miles, the old beggar repeatedly confirmed that Ling Feng hadn't followed.

He then pulled the princess down, and only then did his penis enter her body, reaching the shaft.

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